emilyconstancebieman, life stories, blog HOME PAGE, About P1, There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. They are such perverts. Here, here is my life blog – no need to be a pervert. (So weird; fuck off). And, I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me as a result. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, OR WORSE (edited for coward society and bimbo mother oppression censorship made-up rules), then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So, at first it was just describing stolen items with photos, (photos see people can see, real items being stolen (there seems to be a lot of narcs in the police who refuse to believe me)) but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you, but generally that is an overstepping of boundaries, and usually done by someone with the mental health problem of "narcissism" - which I have discovered is a big problem in Australia, and a lot of my winging on my Blog , as it turns out, is specifically about this personality type. Although, I suspect the real reason, the main one as to why I have been persecuted in this repetitive minor way over 20-30 yrs, was because I was HAPPY - happy, unmarried, single, no money - yet still HAPPY – the dogs just couldn't stand it. {And I say minor persecution like that, because some people will, and do turn around, and say to me, “oh, well, was your house bombed (?), was your whole family killed and shot by soldiers (?), etc etc”}. The harassment and stalking is so prevalent on a daily basis, that I believe now there are people orchestrating parts of my life to incorporate ‘pain and negativity’, so they don't have to see someone who's happy and get jealous. Can you believe that? I am just too irritatingly happy! I know this is to be 100% true I've had stupid bimbos read it and then “evacuate” out of my life, it's like “oh, I'm not jealous anymore – I can see her anger and resentment, plus she has no money!!” So even the need to ‘control me’ has been reduced, by those stupid women wanting a “project” (real reason why some twit women have kids) or want to use me to product place. – Although, there's a lot of people who want to do that, so get in line! I need to say those jealous women are truly dysfunctional - as in MENTALLY UNWELL, they want to see me in pain, just as much as they are. So if I put down all the things that are painful in my life on this blog, they are vindicated, and thus not jealous. It's like how I mentioned on one of my stories, about the chocolate shop, (one of the longest established business in Australia) if I went there every week and had my HIGHLY DESIRED chocolate, the shop would be closed down, because of the dogs who don't want to see me happy, NOT KIDDING. They really can't stand it – yet STILL follow me around. TOTALLY SICK. So, some of those narcs are in positions of power or are just rich, so they can just close the shop down, they do all sorts of wicked things. Now while that story about the chocolate was an example of what could happen, all my stories here actually happened. The chocolate shop is still open! Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just a typical arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. Get off my back you stupid monkees. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I blame mothers breeding like rabbits. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is a main contributing reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. Those people have NO RESPECT for my privacy, total bullies. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the blonde dogs) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them, what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. Sidebar: You know one day I was watching a YouTube show about illegal littering and rubbish dumping in Ireland by its councils. It's an extreme problem today, as it was 20, 40, 60 years ago. They are just turning a blind eye towards it, there is no policing or regulation at all. What they showed was disgusting, and a total unlawful disgrace. It showed some of the men responsible too, it named them. And I'm thinking, you know I bet those men haven't been ban from Facebook, and most social media platforms? And look what rotten evil people they are. Yet call a stupid blonde a stupid blonde on FB, and you're ban for 4 years! Case in point stupid blondes. Case in point. Actually, I was later advised by birdy, the real reason (as FB never said why they ban me,{mmm, because the name calling would be stupid wouldn’t it?}, so it was because they didn't want me to ‘name and shame’, they think humiliating someone who steals from me is not right (whereas everybody knows that it is the right thing to do when it's the only way to combat ADULT bully thieves and crime), aside of course from making them pay money- but since nobody actually holds these bimbos accountable, name and shame it is. Btw, those dogs who are obsessed with me, and track me online, EVERYWHERE I go, (to ban me, and make sure I stay banned), is one of those poeple who doesn’t want anyone to think about anything negative; they don’t want anyone to know about the thieves. They don’t want anyone to know about the harassment, nor any of the home truths about life, such as what I discuss on this blog. They seriously want to sweep everything under the carpet. So weird. They want everyone to be barbie bimbo happy. They are seriously dysfunctional and I can’t believe some idiot has put them in charge of banning people. There is absolutely no hope when you’ve got stupid dogs like that being allowed to ban the truth. I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. They are fucked weak people. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. (Its insanely so). I have been advised by people who know me, that I have to change my “anger” on here because it makes people think that I am a homicidal psychopath maniac, when they know me to not be that. But I am that angry about these thefts and harassment, so I don't want to change it too much. You'll have to work out (reader), you'll have to separate the fact that I am a healthy psychological person, but I'm angry about these negative issues. I have rewritten some, reworded some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I do want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche in certain areas. Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested, but as I cannot sell them anymore and make money, so I don’t really do them anymore – so that was a bit of blow, as I really enjoyed that avenue of creativity, plus it was better work physically for my body. (I hope those spnfl dogs get their comeuppance) - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - https://www.locaseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that in 2024 by Daniel Breves Ribeiro; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot. – pretty sure he was stealing from me too, as monthly sales figure did not add up, so other dogs intervened and another forced “ban”). I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay under a different name – AustralianBackyardNatives. I have to now use prepaid tracking envelopes in order to stop the theft on ebay with fake reports of “did not receive”. Dogs are trying to sabotage my seed business BIG TIME, they are doing atm on facebook commenting and groups. They are winning due to how stupid and easily manipulated people are. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Actually, I need to have a ranting paragraph here – I know it’s a bit early in my Blog to start such tirades but, as I was constructing my 6th shadehouse today, after it had been vandalized too, this came to me: I work hard in doing what I do, I have degenerative disease in my all-lower Ls to prove it: planting out hundreds of trees/shrubs/natives/herbs/food plants, it's PHYSICALLY HARD WORK, for many years, without much money, often none. Paving the way for nature. In this respect – it has paid off BIG TIME. But it is painful at times, physically exhausting. Most people would not do it – they are lazy, and just don’t think about nature, and are careless about all the little critters that make up nature. Yet, I have these fucking stupid JEALOUS bimbo women who steal everything I do, everything, all that I work hard to do. Not only stupid bimbo little girls plus their MINIONS from the television/movie industry steal, but stupid women who work for the government steals from me, plus stupid Workforce Australia steals from me - stupid female Jobs Providers steal from me – radio DJs/producers steal from me, bimbo women in the fashion industry steals from me, stupid neighbours steal for me, gardening people steal from me, idiot young people in the community steal from me, fucked in the head landlord is stealing from me - the stupid police are stealing from me. I hope you all blow yourselves up - you stupid thieving idiots. And fuck off, you stupid badly raised humans who don’t know how to live. Anyway, back to my About: I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) Although now living here in the subtropics, my knitting needs are very minimal! I do miss it! By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. But I did not write this blog to be entertaining, as a 1st born I don't have that 'need to please' desire that so many 3rd borns have (!). But I found as I come back and update, my writing is actually improving somewhat, and becoming more interesting. I have my moments in between all the ranting and raving. Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being young and stupid is not an excuse either. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not, a mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of deliberate attack instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. And this “never happened” is another big reason I do my Blog – IT DID HAPPEN, and you ARE a revolting person. SEE. (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. 😁 They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. I recall dropping my parents off at Tamworth airport back in 2011 or so, and I had some idiot follow me from the airport all the way back to Gunnedah, 1hrs, and they were tailgating and hooning around me – so annoying. Maybe I ought to have stopped, got out my car with a baseball bat, see how quick they take off then! I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} Later updating this page, I did a word count for the word ‘dog’ it appears no less than 70 times! So I want to add here: COULD YOU PLEASE PUT YOUR DOGS ON A LEASH, they are problematic for me, they cause monumental problems for me, and it has nothing to do with me. So I resent having stupid dogs on my back, when they should be leashed. Plus, there seems to be no acknowledgement of the fact that there are ‘dogs’ in society, human dogs, that need to be leashed. (Aside from at my new latest address who do signs “she’s here, leash your dogs” lol!). Having said that, I've noticed I throw the name now to anyone who is on my back. So they may not necessarily fall into that specific NON-THINKING ATTACK TYPE OF PERSONALITY, but they're just a nuisance, so I name call, plus there reasons for being a nuisance is probably dog related anyway. Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised and harassed whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. Doing so would be a kind of permission to continue being disrespectful towards me and anyone else they don’t like. I say this, as there are bully little women out there who are antagonizing me in this manner – waiting for me to forgive them, threatening me with more bully behaviour unless I forgive them – I STILL DON'T: shove your bully behaviour up your arse and rotate on it you STUPID little dog: you want to carry on like a stupid bully, that’s your STILL your problem. I am not going to fix it for you. HA. But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. Honestly, I feel like I am being punished for being unmarried – OMG – you stupid little bimbos! The ABC especially guilty. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). Also, I can no longer where nice clothes, not only are the extra nice ones stolen out of my closet, but the bimbo girl thief associates nice clothes with an invitation to steal, as; they must be rich! Curse those bimbos. If you knew my background in fashion, you may be able to understand my anger about this. So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. (I think she may have read this bit in my blog, as when I went back there in 2024, there were no good plants and I was poisoned in their nursery with pesticides/herbicides, I strongly feel it was deliberate. I was nauseated all morning and developed hay fever symptoms all week, when I do not have hay fever. I got no response from manager when I complained. Twice. (That one is run by women).) And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. I really feel you can't actually live your life in a unit, that is, without a garden. You need a house and a garden to live life to its fullest, to experience all that nature can offer you, all that life has to offer you. I found it weird how so many people don't really get this, and are happy to live in units. Got to say, one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away – almost perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. It’s really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. I'm not even sure I believe in same-sex massage, as in, I think a male would be more responsive to a female's body when giving them a remedial massage, or physio for that matter. Unfortunately and sadley, I haven't had enough experience in massage to be able to back up my theory. 😁 Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus). And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there were so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli…. I include this story, as such evil entities are a real threat to a singles. (I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the Gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me, there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was, particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique, and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! An inbalance. {I was later advised, they are female demons because there're married to arseholes, and they are used to talking “arsehole” to their husbands to keep them inline, and so they continue talking “arsehole” to people they encounter during the day, force of habit now.} I would say seriously, consider divorce, but in my experience, I see, it is usually a deserved bitch who marries an arshole anyway. When reading my blog you'll start to notice my attitude towards mothers; and how absolutely hopeless they are at child rearing. Some exceptions, (mine), but not many due to the “moth to flame” aspect about me (all normal people are at home minding their own business, so I never see them!). I believe, no, I know, that for all the troubles people give me – the thefts, the harassment, the following, the female “big brother” type tyrannical bitch behaviour; all these problem are caused by their mother in the family unit, when they were young. All of them. It seems to be a big secret in life, a taboo subject that is NEVER mentioned about just how inept many women are at all the skills needed for raising a child – so strange, as its is pretty much the number 1 problem in society!! The root cause of ALL other problems. Mothers in society who bumble along and unknowingly create all of these dysfunctions in their child. It’s like their mother has messed up their child by not teaching them any better, not setting any good examples, not taught or guided them in how to be genuinely happy; what it means to be respectful, careful, caring and honest. How to be an independent thinker and an independent person; so important. All of those things are meant to be learnt in the family unit. So anyway, I mention this now too, because it has been suggested to me recently, as I come back to update this in 2025, that people as described just above with such ‘same gender dilemmas’, are this way because their mother has raised them in such an oppressed and controlling manner, that they are not no longer sure of who they are, or who they are meant to be – this part of them is not fully developed. So sad. I guess I ought to add fathers can play that over-controlling card too, ‘power trippers’; who just want to have kids for the control and not for love, but ultimately it is up to the mother to ensure her child is being raised in sane manner, she has to take action to make sure her family care is healthy. {Why would you marry or stay married to an arshole? Seems to me only a bimbo would want to marry an arsehole – and those are exactly the type that ought not have kids. I mean do they want to be miserable all their life? Ofcourse some women marry “children”, so their husband still has ‘child mentality’, juvenile. I realize she may do so for the sense of control, but really and truly, ultimately, is she a paedophile? I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Or, who knows maybe it’s just a 1st born / 3rd born thing – with 3rd borns being slightly retarded in every aspect. But, well Tina Turner wrote a song about it “What's love got to do with it”. EVERYTHING IS ABOUT CONTROL. {It’s a good thing I had the parents I had, otherwise I may think they were was no such thing as true love and the whole thing is a non real fairytale - they were infact inlove, and loved each other, and I personally believe, ‘won’ in life because of their love}. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden; why is it, on so many various encounters, after we have to parted ways and our transaction /conversation is done, and I should perhaps never expect to see that particular sales girl or whoever again, yet that person seems to seek me out in stalking fashion! And sometimes its same day, next day, next month, even many years and even decades later. You know, I would assume that they would have some sort of mental health problems ? I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies, and I was later informed, dare I tell you, as there is such naive stigma about this issue: he as an older man now, is a rapists of women in the metaphysical world, like a lot of older arrogant men, I was also advised that was why heath was my neighbour - a child still, so no problems like that.)) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” Total retard. BTW, I updated this on Saturday morning, 5 April 2025. Actually, I initially went to check that it was still all here, as I find some segments of my blog gets removed, and I thought the part where I mention Heath Barwick used to steal from my brother is quite condemning, so it may be something that would be removed. But it's still here, and I re-read it all, and corrected a few spelling mistakes and re-uploaded it - within a matter of hours, my neighbours stole another yet another frozen kangaroo meat out of the freezer. I had left the back door unlocked for lunch my lunchtime period, as I was washing (rain finally stopped). And you know my neighbours worked in cahoots today, to try and distract me to not lock the door so they can steal (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not, and took a roo mince instead – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. This is what goes on in my neighbourhood before, after, and now; in fact, all neighbourhoods across Australia; it comes down to the fact that Australians are pretty much fucked thieving people. At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been banned, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me and save themselves from the shame of being found out as a thieving bully. Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. And I feel, all these problems I have from these bullies, they are in fact people without faith, as in Godless. Whole families I encounter; godless people. (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. Everything is about control. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. I especially have problems related to this from my neighbours, who like to try to control me, but they don't see it that way, they think they're being “helpful”, which is the biggest delusion of them all. If for instance, I forget to take the washing in or out (as washing is not really a high priority on my list, never has been, I just don't care if washing is left on the line ALL NIGHT ! - so they have been doing this for years – I have termed the phrase; I have “washing nazis”), so, with my failure to get the washing in, they think that's an invitation to start doing crazy signs in nature, like banging and tapping, and throwing a tantrum - so that I hear, so that it triggers my mind; ‘oh there's something I have to do’. Sounds annoying? IT IS. I can't believe how they can't see how wrong they are from doing this; RACK off you stupid DELUDED narcissistic leach neighbours. {They especially do it on the weekends, so they must be bored; work all week and then have nothing to do on the weekends - and can't think of something to do because they're so bloody stupid! It's those people that kind of sit around, wait around, and watch what I'm doing, who notice if I go outside for instance to hang the washing out, and forget to lock the door; it's an opportunity then to steal. It's been going on for so long, and it still happens today, 2024. Unfortunately locking the door and being completely Nazi about locks, especially as my home is quite private now,- it's just not something that has been instilled in me as a child; we grow up on a farm where nothing was stolen ever, in fact we left the doors and windows open all the time, it was like a different world back then - with no little bored and stupid cunts hanging around watching what I do.} But, it goes on when I am out and about too, in shops; a typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, to try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. And of course those girls who do the opposite ‘well you're asking us for product help, but we're not going to tell you which is the good one, because we wouldn't want you to think that we were trying to control your purchase’ - bloody dogs. The whole tall poppy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police who told me that my landlord could have done something about the thefts at Rangari, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type, they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. {This behaviour is encouraged by primary school teachers: I can just imagine some teacher, thinking what am I going to do this Nuisance 10-year-old? “I know: go out into the hallway make sure there’s no bad people”.} There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, but guilty of not paying attention mostly. I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken family revengers’, it was deleted). In life, after having experiencing people who really DO pay attention - so much attention, that they become obsessed - this is a big problem. A dysfunction that causes a lot of problems, resulting in narcissism. I would say having a father who didn't quite pay enough attention, rather than one that was an obsessed arsehole, is better. I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So, either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or, you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And all the townsfolk are saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had every day, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people into baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot – you better start your path of redemption. Computer nerds do it big time, it’s a thing, especially while I was living at Rangari - they were obsessed with trying to make me look bad for some reason unbeknownst to me, very obviously so – it may be ‘opposite’ related, as in some people, probably ones in TV world would try to “help” when I was out in public with conversation / communication, in the process, making me come across as “effortless” and “smart” – yeah, they really did that. Female helpfulness?? {I thought I was doing fine, but if you want to be a condescending bitch, by all means.} So, computer nerds, possibly male ones, could see that help, and so did the opposite of helpful?? Plane as in aeroplane people also did it – no idea who they are. They may still be doing it? But not as obvious now, but I do see them "talking" like showing things to the pervert dogs. Manipulating them. They still do the “"oh now ; you're going to have to start again" signs- this annoying tactic, is something they have been doing for years and years and years, often on a daily basis. And they don't add anything else to their little effort of communication, so fricked if I know what they're talking about “starting again” - with what? but that's what they sign, they're so annoying and it's like they have NO IDEA how annoying and unwanted they are. I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats – literally when I was at Bundaberg Mental Health Unit, I stopped to read the pin board in their hallway, on it was a whole heap of advice of how to handle stressful situations – it was like I was reading myself, my wording even – I just know some pervert thieving dog has written all that down as a result of perving on me. THIEF WHO IS FAKING IT using me and NOT paying me HELLO – QLD Police????? STUPID COMPUTER NERDS HUNG UP ON IMAGES???????). Anyway, women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, adult strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….child idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes, sometimes they copy), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace, and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit naive about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone, so she gets it. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it – dogs do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day; Bogan Immigrant Theory: when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. Btw, my mum was also a devout Christian, and attended Bible studies every week once she moved into town. Mum was a trained nurse, she worked at Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital until I was born. She retired to be a full-time mother. She did go back to nursing later when I went away to school, she decided that the family needed a little extra income - underestimating exactly how expensive kids are. So she started her nursing business, she would attend and nurse old war veterans in their homes. Her mobile nursing business, it wasn't like now how they are all contracted out through an agency (through a fat cat who does not actually want to do any hands on work!!). Dad used to do her taxes. Good thing she married an accountant! She would only work in the morning, and then over the years, eventually all the war veterans died so she was left with minimal work, by then I had graduated, and shortly after she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's (age 48), which is very young. She did also have a chocolate business at one point, before she started nursing again. A chocolate person did a workshop in Gunnedah, and was looking for people to sell their chocolate, mum said that she would do it, and she had all the chocolates, flavours and moulds in the pantry. But the diy chocolate was a phase, and phases don't really last long, and so the chocolate business didn't last long either - plus it wasn't very nice chocolate if I recall, lots of Cofer in it I think, and or sugar… I think it was a bit of a scam, with the person who makes the chocolate wanting to take most of the cut, and they use people to sell their chocolate and they get sucked in because, well, it's chocolate. But I think she enjoyed it, she liked the social aspect of it. So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. I believe some mothers are sent away if they are diagnosed with postnatal depression, like a ‘rest”. Well. WHAT ROT. When you have kids you have to be with them, you can't leave them with someone else to look after! I personally believe it's like a spiritual protection thing; if a child has a parents no harm will come to them. so, if they don't have their loving parents around, harm may come: it is like an area of weakness, exposure. So, you can't leave your kids with your sister-in-law and go and have a holiday. You have to plan around your kids, take your kids on holiday. You can't stop and do a business conference for a few days and leave your kids with family and friends. I wouldn't even advise leaving them with mother-in-law's either. One of the biggest factors young women ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so it’s probably more now.) After I wrote this, I was advised, adamantly, that having a child can also bring up stuff from the mothers childhood, like bad memories, crap childhood, abuse from their mother…. So perhaps it is this that can bring on postnatal depression. Which kind of makes sense, although I still stick to my theory of: postnatal depression because she shouldn’t of had kids. End the cycle. Up Up Up Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} This is MY life story blog, if you don’t like it, get your own, {you intruding control freaks} - this is my blog! Least I’m trying to do something; If you don’t like your life, and think ‘what on earth is she complaining about’….well, what are you doing to make your life in your world, a better place? Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. Now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. {Don’t tell beauticians about your life – they are the biggest jealous thieves amongst women.} Women also do this in the entertainment industry to vie for my attention; so if I watch a different show than “theirs” (don’t ask me who “theirs” is), then they organize, via the dog network, harassment on that channel – like they are extremely offensive and rude – a spoilt little brat throwing a tantrum, and I have no idea why – how could I – I am not a mind reader!! This has been a nuisance issue for many years, still in 2025 they do it. Such arrogant peacocks. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photo stories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is nuisance on behalf of wix. However, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So, my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So, some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted, words changed /spelling mistakes, photos removed, and even paragraphs inserted……sabotage………so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person deleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. I have 4 other back up places. https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first at the top , because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame ((stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types)) So, a little birdie told me about the Bogan Immigrant Theory: (I mean it could’ve been the queen ), but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. {I was advised Lebanon did it to, with rifraf Lebanese community in Australia now…} At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total stupid cunt and deserves it. By the way, that woman when she was speaking to me, {short, blondy hair, bob with fringe I think), said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying?? And I think this may be the bimbo working for politician? And the person responsible for weird bath harassment, also stealing several lots of $2 from my fortnightly pension/CBA bank related(?). Also ABC radio DOG related. The stupid bimbo hung up on class and so follows me around trying to sabotage me – I wrote a whole story about. {Who are the idiots putting dogs on the radio. Take a leaf out of channel 9’s book.}. Later in 2026 in Mackay I was sabotaged in the same manner on Facebook marketplace, and the police at Mackay who gave me two tickets one when I wasn't even speeding; it was a definite clear example of ‘abuse of power’. I think this stupid politician may have moved to Mackay, still following me around, still hung up on a class and still obsessed with me - no wonder I'm a threat to her; she's done all of these monumentally stupid things, so insecure. If people knew what she was like she'd be shunned for sure. 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that a NASTY DOG IDIOT has chopped all those remaining trees down too - nature haters in Gunnedah, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs who think tree planting is beneath them. oh, why has the local timber mill shut down? Idiots, all you had to do was replace the trees. It is farmers who are destroying this planet; just merely with their attitude, their attitude is so small and pathetic, as they're closed off to nature and living in harmony. Thank goodness I know that there are people out there who are well aware of the stupid farmer situation, and are doing something about it, have been doing something about it, and there has been monumental leaps and bounds in this area. The small pathetic farmers are going to lose and the ones who are open to better ways of doing things are going to win. (And picking on a low income single woman who has naught to do with politics, or the running of this country, and is only interested in doing things that make sense - is not going to help your cause, you bitch wives). How much is diesel atm? Wake up. Up Up Up 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of good 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. (none was missing) One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to EBAY STAFF; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherited these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them, they did not want them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour, Heath Barwick? or Steve Carter? Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. She is BIMBO. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. I would say by a copycat. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer). He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it), but anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used ever. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, so not actually stating as such, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden at all, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can! But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; “see, we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it.” This kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the veranda, it is most likely still down at the garden shed today several years later. If you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. Neither of them are no where near strong enough, for me to be around them. (I did not take the watering can with me when I left). Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. So that’s why they took them, so I would replace with their new pink mugs. More later below about that stupidity. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug that he had purchased, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I was down to 4 Arabica plates, I could see they all would be stolen so I may aswell sell my remainder 4 for $22, which I did, then, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. But they did not do coffee cups. And some stupid little bimbo who also saw them, and purchased them, proceeded to break hers, and so over the years stole mine to replace her set (I can only assume this is what happened, as most of my set was eventually stolen, and I had to go to the tip shop in Mackay to purchase some overpriced white square crockery that no one else wanted – and I came to this conclusion because some of my plates suddenly appeared with chips, even though I had not banged them or anything, plus 2 of my rose coffee cups both had chips seemingly overnight at Sarina- and I had been talking to the retailers about getting more of them at the time – like it is a ‘no brainer’, that it was them who replaced mine, with their chipped ones during the night while I slept, - with my dodgy broken front door – the sellers of those mugs stole mine – do the police do anything about those STUPID BIMBOS -nup). Later I found some pink coffee cups – at the same time all my white maxwell and Williams porcelain coffee cups were stolen, (oh gee what a coincidence). But they turned out to be bad ones. It is hard finding the perfect coffee cup – as they have to be fine rim and hold 500ml (and either be stoneware or porcelain). I later found some at the post office, some with roses on them, but 1 was stolen, and 2 broke, and I can’t replace. – Good coffee cups is an ongoing issue. And someone whispered to me, that it was women in the fashion industry who stole my 10 extra large coffee mugs. (?) Stupid bimbos stole them? ofcourse, who else. They deserve a bullet to the ear. I know I make a point of not watching anything fashion related shows on youtube; as they are dogs and steal. I’ve had 8 bowls taken from the new set I purchased (after I had moved location to Queensland). After all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty crockery thievers, (trauma) far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? D-E-A-D (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage). Still today, Dec 2024, as I edit this story for new FB account; that what was what trigged me to do so, reaching for a plate to put my morning cake on, and I noted this was the last remaining Arabia Rustica stoneware that I have - from a complete set - AUSTRALIAN THIEVES. $10000 + worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. this was the first of close to 800 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had a medical certificate condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Thieving cunts. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory hoop problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee - maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia??). They are unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. This was Bundaberg office at the time; I find naming the Office actually makes a difference, sometimes there can be whole staff sackings with new staff being brought on. Wake up staff. BTW in 2025 they ignored my medical certificate from the Dr; so, the 6yrs of incapacitation would go back to 0yrs. They ignored their rule of 3yrs, so why would they not ignore 6yrs too! Unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. (as I was writing this, again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and they beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place!) They don’t know me too well. Another example of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Actually, I want to say more about those neighbours: Bob Elder, I'm pretty sure I've written about this before, something about Bob lawnmowing and making bang noises with his lawnmower to make a disturbance in the neighbourhood - but I couldn't find it. Probably stolen. It mentioned some of the other antics that my neighbours get up to, to try and manipulate me. Or antics to express their annoyance at something I do, or don't do. It's really strange, it's like they think it's “make a wish”! Well, this is not Make-A-Wish!! You know, if somebody would like to wave their magic wand at me and state Make-A-Wish? it would be: for those people who steal for me to be assassinated, to be shot dead when they're caught leaving my house with my stuff - that's what I want SHOT DEAD – with news coverage, so everyone can see what's going to happen if you steal from someone; you're going to be SHOT DEAD plus your body would be left lying there, for ages, until somebody from Council gets around to coming along, and cleaning up your body. Seriously this is it -if it means shooting the young grandson of my old man neighbour, – then I would be very happy to see the thief shot dead. “Oh well”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ For the box: I have since come up with better ways to get rid of inflammation; involving hot water and essential oil! I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 800 now - 800 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} I list the replacement value, the price not listed is stress from being targeted by bullies. And hey all narcs: I did not steal from anyone for retaliation thefts - you idiots. 1. Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle)(2006)Melbourne; a lot of thieves in Melbourne, I think they followed me back to Gunnedah? $40 2. 2 lt pva glue (2006) Melbourne $18 3. In Melbourne - city Council are parking ticket related thieves, nonsensical signs to trick - money making scam, you are going to burn in hell {Gunnedah did it once too} $500 4. Lip balm, half of it, (2005 after returning from Melbourne RMIT – Melbourne was a mistake – total cunts and thieves in Melbourne – weird things stolen while I live at dads) 5. Anni difranco cds x 3 (this record was stolen, I had to re type it in 3 Anni difranco cds 6. Copper kettle, prob heaps more, was not really aware I was being targeted by thieves at that point 7. 1 tube Liquid nails (2015 onwards) $7 8. Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 9. 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 10. Sunglasses x 2 $100 11. AAA batteries x 7 $12 12. Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 13. Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 14. Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat from Melbourne or family member?) $85 15. Good Dust Brush and $5 16. Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 17. Moisturizer $15 18. Knitting materials $12 19. Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 20. 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st $5 21. Sewing Snippets $10 22. Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 23. Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 24. Tube stock and label $12 25. A4 image print $55 26. Gunmetal tweezers $24 27. Bike led light $15 28. House Keys $100 29. 2 Anhi DeFranco CDs $50 30. Beetles vinyl record, it was a blue cover with flowers I think 31. Secateurs x 3 $35 32. Piping bag attachment $35 33. 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 34. Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 35. 5kg mince from freezer $50 36. Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 37. 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 38. Red screwdriver $12 39. Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 40. Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 41. cat brush $2.39 42. RIT dye $10 43. ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 44. Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 45. Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 46. nail curve scissors $20 47. black non-stick spatula $6 48. Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 49. Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 50. fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 51. power board $20 52. 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 53. red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 54. 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 55. marinated onions in jar $15 56. 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 57. Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? 58. Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 59. Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 60. Apples off tree $25 61. whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 62. a photo of that cute little Kurrajong tree at keepit turn off? Did I take one or not? 63. white headphones – taken/returned 64. sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 65. forms/paperwork $stress 66. Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? 67. Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 68. Front Door Key $30 69. 6 in 1 screw tool $22 70. Radio cunt dogs from triple j stealing fridge seal money from old ladies, then dishwasher wall switch from me! $300 70. Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 71. X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 72. wooden pegs $4 73. socks/underwear off the line $20 74. scissors $5 75. tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 76. electronic stud finder $30 77. flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 78. 2 plug in light bulbs $12 79. ball of black cotton yarn $16 80. water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 81. dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 82. jar of Duck fat $6 83. 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 84. Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? 85. Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 86. 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 87. 400g white alpaca $20 88. 3 good trowels $40 89. Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 90. Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 91. blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 92. Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 93. 2 face washers $70 94. purple D clip $12 95. Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 96. art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding 97. Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen $70 98. Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 99. Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 100. Key chain $100 101. 7 China graph pencils $30 102. Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) 103. Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else 104. Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 105. Another red irrigation cap $1 106. Blue pruning saw / returned (what happened to my orange pruning saw?) 107. Half head garlic 108. Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 109. Flower seedlings $12 110. Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 111. Acacia seeds, rare $100 112. Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 113. Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 114. Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 115. SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned 116. Deodorant x2 $8 117. Sticky tap dispenser $10 118. Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 119. Unpick, blue $10 120. Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs 121. Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 122. White Cotton voile off the roll $20 123. 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 124. 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 125. Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 126. Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 127. calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 128. freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 129. plug and joiner fittings $5 130. 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 131. House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? 132. Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 133. Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT 134. Tape measure retractable 3m $10 135. Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 136. 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room 137. Hose fitting washers $5 138. Every time I order from Dural Irrigation, I HAVE HOSE RELATED ITEMS STOLEN $ A LOT 139. Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? 140. Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 141. Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. 142. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... 143. Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 144. 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 145. Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 146. Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 147. Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? 148. car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 149. 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 150. Washing powder (lights outside) $7 151. Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 152. Red ochre pigment $5.80 153. At least 8 torches $80 154. Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 155. At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 156. Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 157. 9 black pens $12 158. Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 159. Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? 160. Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 161. Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? 162. Glass $7 163. CCTV cable $40 164. 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 165. Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 166. Blue nylon cord $10 167. Kodak camera $1000 168. Twine x 1 ball $4 169. Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 170. 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 171. Protractor $12 172. Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 173. Pink silk sleeve pair $50 174. More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 175. Liquid paper $5 176. 1.6mm Bic pen $5 177. Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ 178. pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK 179. Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 180. screw to chain lock $5 181. Blue nylon fishing cord $10 182. Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 183. 2 long wooden spoons then returned 184. 4 more yellow secateurs $40 185. 4 blue secateurs $40 186. 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 187. Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 188. Orange Taylors chalk $5 189. Body Thermometer $1.72 190. 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 191. Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 192. Tat soi seed $15 193. Irrigation filter $16 194. Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 195. Plastic jug $3 196. Metal ice cube tray with automatic lever vintage $50 197. Eggs 198. Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 199. Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 200. Kennedia seeds $5 201. I bought several roses online 2009 from a rose seller called Better Homes Gardens (it was not the BHG tv website) but inretrospect, I’m thinking NOT actually a rose seller, but a tv dog onselling roses?? I bet she had blonde hair. I can’t remember how much they were, so I cannot say they stole from me, maybe they were doing me a favour with discount price?? who knows. But deceiving me, lying, definalty. 201. House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 202. Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) 203. Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) 204. Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 205. 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 206. 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 207. 2 more lack yoga tops $30 208. Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 209. My outdoor tweezers from special spot $2 210. Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 211. Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned 212. Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 213. The doctors card with email ? 214. Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 215. Glass head pins (stolen by Heath Barwick for Emma Finylayson) $7 216. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned by Mark Kesby at Longs – NONTHINKING ARSHOLES $20 217. Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 218. Toggle $2 219. KnitPro cable 60cm long one $20 220. Mosaic Tiles $25 221. My 1 yd cotton skivi Top in fabric in my Apple Blossom Cluster on white h fabric $45 222. My 1yd cotton pants in maidenhair fern print $45 223. My 1yd cotton night in apple blossom print x2 $45 224. My 1yd cotton night in smoky pink $45 225. My silk cotton shirt in Queen Beige shirt fabric $45 226. Pima Cotton plant $15 227. Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 228. Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed? Or 2 male presenters on Gardening Australia) $5 229. Orange capsicum seedlings $20 230. Scoured Blue Faced Leicester Fleece 100g $6 231. 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl - any good things photographed online; stolen$100 232. E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 233. Lavender oil from eBay $12 234. Macadamia vandalized 235. Letter from Donna Keegan stolen 236. Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 237. Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 238. Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 239. 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- masterchef spoilt brats?? $2 240. Hose spray $15 241. Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned 242. Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) 243. trees vandalized 244. Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 245. Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 246. D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - 247. Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time 248. Rapunzel DUTCH cocoa replaced with NATURAL cheaper cocoa in container; something a dog would do, unbelievable stupid bimbo girls out there, possibly a chef stole it, from masterchef (spoilt little brat) $12+$22postage 249. 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 250. Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock 251. New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 252. More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs 253. Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 254. 32 GB iPod returned to car ? 255. Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 256. 2 tomato plants $15 257. 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 258. Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity 259. Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 260. Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 261. Whole chilli tray $12 262. 1 orange capsicum tube $5 263. More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 264. Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 265. Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 266. Purple head of Garlic $10 267. Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 268. 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 269. Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 270. Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 271. Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 272. Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 273. Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? 274. Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 275. Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 276. F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 277. faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 278. vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 279. hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 280. 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned 281. Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 282. Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever 283. Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? 284. Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 285. More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 286. Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 287. iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both $344 x 2 288. Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house. DUMB 289. Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far 290. Missing footage on cctv after going into town 291. More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 292. Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 293. Clove oil $12 294. Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 295. Pyriformis seedling 296. No more gaps sealant $25 297. Gold brown sunnies 298. Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) 299. Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 300. Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 301. Red handled paint scraper, later returned, then later stolen, plus my 2nd one was stolen $50 302. Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen 303. Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 304. HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 305. ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 306. EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 307. Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 308. Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 309. Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? 310. Plastic seed tray with lid $10 311. Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 312. Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 313. 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 314. Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken 315. Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 316. 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate, what I mean by heasp, is 6mnths supply stolen with each 10kg bulk order – so many grams, grams plus grams of chocolate. I hope that person gets cancer and dies. 317. Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 318. Rake (the big plastic green one, the really good ones $50 319. Brazil nuts stolen by receptions friends at barber st Medical centre- pic pocketed, someone later told me, was stolen by famous musician with blonde hair, no idea who, don’t listen to music – another clinic that needs to be sued. That makes 3 now, the local Sarina clinic is begging for it too. 320. Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?? $50 321. paper oriental umbrella with my black-and-white design 322. Pool light component, the electronic back end wall fitting part $370.00 323. Binoculars, really old crap ones in case with strap $50 325. The dogs might have stolen my victor mower? I can't quite remember but I had to use dads mower because mine broke or something? so it could've been sabotage since Victor went out of production my mower my Victor was a really good one…. 326. 3x Mikasa soup bowl – Porcelain, White (I think I got these some years before at Vinnies. They now worth $30 each on ebay!!) Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (first Kesbies, then Long Cottage) (beginning of 2018), I was hoping thieving would stop, with the advent of new neighbours, but it has not, I think my new landlord likes to ‘play’, like a cat with a mouse, or a whale with a seal – (total drunken idiotic behaviour), Peter Long and also is eldest daughter, both lawyers, aswell as partner Sarah Ferguson and her daughter, a whole stealing bully family, they do not know right from wrong, and have no concept of the whole win/win situation Also at this point I started listing my stolen items online, and, I believe as a result, some items have been returned 324. Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) 325. Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 326. 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 327. Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 328. Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 329. lendrum c clip (pried off with pliers, and pliers stolen too, those pliers have been stolen and returned about 4 times now, those pliers were worth about $60, they were good ones, later found destroyed in my car tyre with the red part missing, I suspect Peter placed it under my tyre so when i reversed out it would puncture it ($200) + $12 330. 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 331. Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 332. So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD 333. Black textas x 4 $20 336. Comfrey plant dug up and taken 334. Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! 335. Flat tyre -the pliers that were stolen were stuck in my tyre; I believe Peter Long did it. Then Browns tyre place ripped me off too, with 2nd hand crap tyre that failed inspection few weeks later. Long thought I messed his solar fence (of course I did not) so this was his “payback” game – what a stupid idiot, he has major psychological problems. 336. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 337. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 338. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 339. EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 340. EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 341. At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much 342. Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 343. Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 344. Good sewing Scissors - Could the BLONDE BIMBO THAT WORKS AT BUNNINGS AND STEALS FROM ME WHENEVER I GO TO THERE, PLEASE DROP DEAD FROM CANCER later returned $60 345. Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 346. Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 347. Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 348. Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo 349. Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress 350. Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 351. Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 352. USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 353. Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 354. Remote from blind later returned $30 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) 355. Bunnykins coffee mug – mothers stealing this one 356. egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) 357. pen off desk, later returned 358. pin shelf nail plugs later returned 359. metal straw 360. extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned 361. Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned 362. Torch stolen again by another coward later returned 363. chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned 364. Stamps, by the postman Benny Vaughn, I think he delivered them to the neighbours delib? Same with 2019 calendar, 2 sets glasses, pc mouse and trichosanthes seed 365. hose washers x10 in pkt $3 366. Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 367. Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull 368. Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window 369. Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) 370. Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts 371. Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) 372. Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, FARMHOUSE AT Colosseum near Miriam Vale (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, {side door, when I arrived, it had no door, no glass, no flyscreen. Plus, the front door, and back door were missing, along with a couple of windows, (one large ground floor one, and one average size, upstairs). It was my job as a part of reduced rent to install new ones, which I did, it was a huge ordeal with 170km to nearest door shop, but in the mean time, all these items were stolen: {why do all farming families have screws loose?) 360. Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) (returned 3 years later by thief who still was stealing from me, and stole food at the time they returned this clasp – all black) 361. TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 362. allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) 363. Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 364. Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) 365. Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 366. Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, set up by Coles? - no it was police, Builyan, Miriam Vale, Gladstone police stealing meat 367. EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): 368. Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 $90 369. Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in super strengthened condition 370. Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 371. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner 372. Slow motion cha cha info on piece of paper 373. Green offensive kitchen beaters (free, seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 374. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 375. Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 376. The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 377. 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo 378. $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police – 1st of 3 tickets related to stalking stupid female bimbo 3rd born police in QLD 379. $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me extra rump steak in next order!) 380. Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen 381. Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back 382. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 200g pure lanolin $32 383. Handwoven woolen cushion 384. a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? 385. ebay Windchime from veranda 386. $1000 generator 387. Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker? Facebook girls? – girls evil thieving creatures) 388. Creditcard from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Telstra and Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had got a new creditcard with new numbers. Money returned later. Actually later I think it is bimbo dog girls at channel 7 telling bank to steal from me, and bank bimbo girls go “ok” – such bitch stupidity going on, it gets worse in 2025, cba steal hundreds off my cc, plus when I get a new cc, the end statements go missing – this is proof enough for me, they are stealing, it is not adding up, so statements are removed from their website - I did request they send them to me – they ignored me. Stupid women at the bank playing “you do not deserve that money” fuck them – I hope they get cancer and die. I have to take bank screenshots every day now so as to prove it - caught them stealing $10 re a retail refunded me $10 (so they personally did not think retailer should refund me, and stole the $10; just deducted it, no "transaction"). So they have been doing this since I moved to QLD, as far as I know, maybe before. $100's. Fuck off you stupid little female dogs. And this is an ongoing copycat problem with every man and his stupid dog in the neighbourhood, including dog computer nerds, wanting to play “you do not deserve that” . Hey feminists: wake up - this is YOUR fault, not acknowledge the truth about women and their patheticness and stupidity. 389. lid to 5L stock pot 390. Dads $800 LED TV I thought vandalized, but it was probably swapped out, so stolen, by retailers? or neighbour at Builyan who was watching me load that TV? Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 392. 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned 393. At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves 390. Ph test kit stolen 391. glass paint 394. Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 395. Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 396. Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned 397. PC upgrades; forced to upgrade my computer, but new one works exactly the same, I'm fairly certain I would not have needed to upgrade it 398. Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 400. mineral turpentine? 399. Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 400. Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 401. 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 402. Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 403. Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 404. Mannequin photo off PC $2 405. Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 406. 2 pins for clamps (stolen AGAIN by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) 407. Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 408. Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 409. Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 410. Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 411. Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 412. Chook feed from chook yard $5 413. 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 414. 3 trees vandalized $22 415. Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales $10000 416. Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book $5000 417. Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay $20000 418. Coward at flickr deleted and ban me (think all those internet ones related to some Chinese bitch 419. Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis 420. Gin Gin news agency stupid bitch ban me from putting up notices on their public free notice board (landlord related; did not want me to find somewhere else to live) 421. Wikipedia ban, by red head coward 422. The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? 423. Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 424. Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase 425. Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 426. Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 427. Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 428. $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 429. 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 430. 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 431. 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 432. Chrys vandalized $1 433. 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 434. Kale seeds, my big stash with chaff, stolen 2019. In 2021, when I checked RETURNED, I suspect girl from US Netflix farmer ‘restashed’ me, chaff included (they were most definatly not there all 2020, as I purchased 2 other varieties –evil plan to make me appear crazy) so since they been in my seed cabinet, they may have stolen my prizewinning new pink celosia seed, they would have swapped them, so I can’t tell, have to wait and see bout that 435. Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 436. Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 437. Celosia argentea var cristata - Cockscomb SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers, little bee, hunny_bunny_mollys; Netflix uk flowerfight? Anna Avakimova – someone on ebay buys my seeds, whenever they steal my seeds, Sharon Millet at no 9 kooka park, Trigg Nursery, killed her plant I purchased from her as she sold me mislabelled one$150 438. Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 439. Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 440. Clove essential oil $25 441. 2 metal parfait spoons $10 442. Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 443. This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 444. New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 445. 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 446. Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 447. Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 448. another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 449. braided cotton candle wick $10 450. Loctite glue stolen, then returned when I went to Bundaberg post office (they kept me waiting, del, so thieves put glue back in my car, in my handbag) plus was different tube and lid was broken. Post office cunts involved 451. 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 452. Unpicks $8 360. Coles Bundaberg royal gala, are NOT royal gala apples $8 453. Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 454. Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 455. Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 456. Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 457. 1 reels of tape $4 458. Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 459. Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 460. Good garden trowel $ 461. Wooden dressmakers awl $12 462. Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 463. Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal 464. Back scratcher in the mail 465. Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 466. More pink deformed celosia seed $50 467. Brick $5 468. 2 more luffas $10 469. More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 470. That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 471. That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 472. Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 473. Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 474. Ibuprofen – ½ .80c 475. Another pair secateurs returned 476. (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 477. Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 478. Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 479. Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 480. iPhone charger $25 481. 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 482. 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 483. Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ 484. Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 485. Good pen with string on it $35 486. Glass cutter ? maybe I chucked it out? $12 487. Beige sunglasses $35 488. Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment 489. Floss, later returned 490. Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet 491. Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off (also mops steal items off shelf when they see what is my cart as I shop - beyond annoying). 492. Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. 493. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) 494. I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer 495. Mad Paws Pet Sitter company stole my time with ‘certificate completion’, only NOT to add me to database $500 496. Tea tree oil stolen from pipette bottle, bedside table (I invariably have tea tree oil stolen over the years, and it’s like they steal it, use some, and then return what they didn’t use, or they just steal a little bit, like tip a quarter of the bottle out and leave the rest. It’s like they’re too tight to buy their own tea tree oil, and “share” mine, I really think the think they are sharing, and not stealing – talk about mentally retarded. Maybe they don’t know where it is in the supermarket? it’s readily available. It’s $8 a bottle. 497. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed 498. Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves 499. Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned 500. Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 501. Microsoft stealing my time with false information and twice paid new edition of Word $500+ 502. Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 503. Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 504. Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 505. Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 506. Good Pen on a string for pattern making $20 507. Yogi marlons dvd for back pain, I bet Cate Rogers stole it. That woman should be shot, bullet to the ear. $30 508. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen $80 509. I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" cost me $600 in 2025 to add more 510. This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS 511. They steal my reminders, my daily outlook reminders - bugger off computer nerd hackers, get a life and stop messing about with old ladies. 512. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park 513. PH test kit from pool $50 514. Hoe (good old one) $50 515. Wifi camera x 2 $180 516. Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 517. Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 518. Fedex stole $26 by saying my measurments were incorrect when they WERE NOT – I know they stole this money, they were copying the other courier in Bundaberg who stole $30 from me at checkout. The trend. Couriers: female thieving dogs. 519. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen $50 520. Metal Boomerang from ute $70 521. Target Mid Brim Raffia Fedora Hat $25 522. My mini sport from my pink Syngonium 523. Large microwave casserole 5quart dish Littonware $200 524. Large ceramic and glass CorningWare Classic Square Casserole 5L dish $155 525. Bag of 50 irrigation drippers, red and black ones $20 526. Bamboo boxes from kmart, I had 5, 1 left, God knows what happen to them all $40 527. Part Almonds and raspberries stolen by Bundaberg woollies delivery driver, so pkt opened, prob heaps more food – Winnifred Hoerr had something to do with it too. 528. Kmart IT Nerds blocked me from my account I had to create a whole new one and waste fucking time 531. Queensland Department affair trading not doing their job in the least and wasting my time $2000 532. Wooden chairs stolen x2 –1 antique quality one, and 1 quality Woolworths folding wooden chair $200 533. syrup pop top glass bottle $20 534. Stainless steel tongues stolen with perforated spoon ends $30 535. Government, I think it was tax people; purchasing my used spinning equipment on Etsy, so they can steal tax money from me, as an excuse - this happens at end of every financial year. they buy redbubble sticker for $1.43 so I would be on their books? Not sure of reason, but stealing. 536. Large glass casserole dish with lid $40 ANOTHER FORCED RELOCATION TO SARINA, QLD, 4737, AND THE THIEVING CONTINUES, AND AGAIN WITH LANDLORD / REAL ESTATE HARASSMENT FROM YET ANOTHER STUPID BLONDE 534. guy at Reject Shop overcharged 75c, till said it was, so girls scanning wrong barcode when I enter thew shop – the follow me around the shop with their scanners trying to see what is on my list, usual common deliberate tactic 535. Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 536. Blue fringe swimmers $50 537. Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 538. Metal whisk $20 539. Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 540. Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 541. Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 542. My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 543. My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone 544. Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by idiots $10 545. The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 546. Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 547. Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 548. 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 549. Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 550. my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, and geranium great balls of fire seed tray taken then returned with no seed – weird, the yummy pumpkin, also my good Pima cotton that I had been saving since Rangari – the extra super soft and super fine cotton – it was by chance ‘struck gold’ seed $200 551. Bra receipts stolen from my eBay and PayPal, Plus money seems to be on listed in Paypal whether it was stolen or not, I do not know, but I definitely purchased it. 552. Stolen one of my cats chicken in a glass Tupperware container from fridge overnight?, also biscuits disappearing overnight, a few of my crockery suddenly had chips in them over night, eggs missing from the carton, and I found a sponge lying on the floor one time when I got back from posting letters. Locked unit? $15000 553. Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PC possibly $25 554. Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT $30 555. Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS $30 556. Peter Holland re seeds resent – Sarina Australia post is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON 557. Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so) $10 558. Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen $15 559. 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling $25 560. 1 rolled frozen chicken breast $10 561. Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) 562. +3 magnification black reading glasses $12 563. Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open $60 564. Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight $5 565. Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand - THIEVES 566. I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer? $16 567. Glue by faulty glue at total tools mackay, I think that dumb accountant followed me around next time I went to Mackay, 2 mnths later $17 568. Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too 569. Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks 570. GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest 571. Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality 572. Tail light broken – hit and run $45 573. Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them- no point – pointless people. bimbo wife stalked me at iga carpark and put sugar in fuel tank, plus stalked on facebook. town bully thugs 574. My entire GumTree folder from my outlook was deleted – I keep every transaction, listing and message – I told you those people are as dodgy as hell 575. More meat from freezer- I think initially some little bitch controlfreak was stating ; “well, its been in there 3 mnths, so its past used by date – its ok to take it” – way of justifying their thievery bullshit. So since then I have had copycat old men “ooohhh, its past its used by date, I haaave to take it” – having a go at little bitch whilst also stealing from me. -all the food in my freezer is nobody else’s concern, fuck off both. 576. Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot 577. Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 578. Coles Mackay are stealing by not delivery essential goods that I paid for already on delivery day; so I have to order again and pay the $50 minimum, especially big problem ever since I have been here, 2 yrs now. 579. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality 580. Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023 $22 581. Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 582. 2kg kangaroo mince, stolen 29th, stolen mitre 10 carpark or at the lights by someone on escooter. I reckon stolen by the dogs incahoots with the pet shop in mackay, due to the fact that I thought to myself what a bimbo their staff was, when they gave me incorrect information. Bimbo. I will not be retracting my thought. I cannot go to mackay anymore, they all just steal from me they placed carpet snake on my aircon $20+ 583. Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 584. 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 585. 1 concession stamp $1.20 586. Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108 $25 587. Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS. $350 588. Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central or youtube boys $55 589. 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer $58 590. Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023 $12 591. Apple – big thieves, they turn my iPad camera off when I go into town, so dogs next door can steal food out of my fridge. And Telstra has something to do with it, as often when I have called Telstra / apple / PayPal / ebay – I get the same girl – she is computer nerd DOG. She also has something to do with organising fake jobs providers; getting bullies from my past in life and inserting them in jobs provider positions to do my appointments. Nazis. $10000 I bet so far 592. One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 593. Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 594. 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by idiot dogs) $8 595. Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by moron anti nature idiots 596. Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing 597. Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 598. 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm $35 599. M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervert September 2023 $5 600. Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen $65 601. All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen $200 602. ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN $70 603. ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones? $25 604. LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway $21 605. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 606. Boxfan photos stolen off PC $5 607. Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection $500 608. Another chicken breast was stolen $6 609. Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 610. Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole frozen chicken too. Attention seeking idiots 611. Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer $12 612. Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 613. 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one $10 614. Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute $25 615. Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? 616. Red betta stolen from bucket outside -youtube guy did it ‘keepfishsimple’ – he asked dickhead neighbour to do it, so he did – so stupid plus neighbours at 108 harassing me re feeding fish – they thieves too 617. My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves 618. New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stoeln Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? 619. Rosemary essential oil stolen from bedroom, NOV 2023 later returned near empty, neighbour Jackie is stealing them, I tried to report police 8/2/2024, police refused to record theft, her plates; 049HD6, PC photo stolen $30 620. Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 621. Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet $200 622. Redbubble; A true artists will not stand for oppression, they stealing by hiding my designs from public since 2015 – possible due to theft of my designs? note there are now heaps of copycats of my native designs. $25000 623. 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin? $50 624. 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen $4.61 + $65 in time wasting reporting 625. Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 626. Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane wharehouse 627. Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods 628. Woolworths are stealing if I leave my unit and click n collect, by sending in thugs to my unit when I am not here, then they do signs about it – they are Sarina thieves, all the staff at Sarina Woollies are thieves 629. Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving dogs from Bundaberg 630. Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? 631. Another frozen chicken taken when I went down to woollies to collect groceries, Mon 18th Dec, I suspect new neighbour Jackie, a skinny brunette with a child as partner, she works 7 days apparently then 7 days off, getting bored, these items were taken on her last day here, plus she spoke to me afterwards – dodgy dog - not a cheeky fun little girl you stupid neighbour old men. an evil dog. 632. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond 633. Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen 634. Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the bull I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident (and – you dickhead retailers, wake up). 635. amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! 636. Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths 637. Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not 638. My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table 639. My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email 640. computer hackers hack my computer and break my mouse, so that I have to purchase another one - every 12 months they do it clock work (my new one was damaged and I had to resort back to the old one and hey presto, working fine. No brand, I buy small one, just says 3d optical mouse made in china, it comes in purple or browny 641. centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too 642. Tagetes essential oil stolen - many items stolen in the month I switched to NETFLIX – they are thieves, those so called “actors” – total thieves, they belong in jail. I will never susbscribe again $35+ 643. A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked $55 644. 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings $50 645. Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way $200 646. 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? 647. Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? 648. Black poly elbow with thread at one end – they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit $4 649. Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) – IDIOTS 650. Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced – this was placed in my fridge then stolen 651. 2 bottles my chicken stock? 652. 1 glass air line joiner $5 653. Sleep beanie returned $79 654. Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr – wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process $460 655. Christine Reid’s seeds – mail NARRAWONG Victoria, also proof of purchase stolen off pc $3.55 656. Whole 1 kg pktof Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed $30 657. Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken 658. Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 659. Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 660. Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 661. Daniel Saunders bluesharoom@yahoo.com.au a sabotager of my business, address; SE 8, 100 Melbourne Hill Road, Warrandyte Victoria 3113 aswell as Daniel Breves Ribeiro the faker ($200 short last year) 662. Ray White charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; Molly Dunbaven at RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate – and did, I had no choice but to pay for their shonky building with holes 663. Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers and before that they sent me unrefrigerated items – so off cream and milk 664. Wooden dish drying rack $60 reported 9797954 665. Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera $25 666. Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 667. 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts $15 668. Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time $40 669. Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli $10 670. After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 671. Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes $55 672. Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April 673. Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Daniel Saunders I bet stole them 674. Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory 675. Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen 676. Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges 677. Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay 678. little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? 679. Gumtree theft; whenever I list something gets stolen; listed aquarium pebbles, and lotus stolen. My whole Gumtree folder in Outlook was stolen too. I suspect every single person who’s ever contacted me on gumtree is a thief, and they have figured out that they can be tracked via their Username and so they have deleted all my emails from outlook. 680. Aramax Courier in Mackay wanted $100 to pick up a small parcel thieving little women. 681. Sewing machine thread spool, my spare one, plus one from the machine 360. Maidenhair and 1 other plant that I planted out in the garden at the unit complex, were dug up and stolen! 682. Marigold ‘sparky mixed’ seeds stolen and replaced with a different variety!! IDIOTS 683. Cinnamon oil missing (149 items) 684. Compiled list of every single font – in a ring binder (did it in 2015 – stolen in 2025, can’t believe it lasted so long –) 685. Sage essential oil taken returned ¾ empty 686. Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ - Capsicum annuum SEED 687. blade and blue pads accessories, stolen from glass cutter 688. stainless steel u shape hose connector for aquarium 689. Key for fuel cap (subsequently put sugar in fuel tank, including yesterday at sarina beach car par $30.99 690. Car camera reversing camera- could get plates from 100m, then suddenly could not, swapped over? $400 691. Googlemaps keep deleting all my reviews, so they are not visible to the public, they are only visible to me – this is extreme tyrannical nazi dictatorship behaviour from GOOGLE. 692. Domain.com, and RealEstate.com, and all the realestates associated with, which I applied for rentals in 2024, dozens, - none of them considered my rental application citing my income as the reason. Considering I receive a standard government income, this is not the reason. All those bitches can go to hell, you are fucking thieving cunts. 693. Someone stole my Coles feedback that I emailed to myself – bloody computer nerds, they are so arrogant and self entitled 694. 1 of 3 yellow squishy massage balls, looks like a golf ball, but yellow $5 695. Scales were stolen swapped over for bad ones, and bread flour stolen, so I think local bakers 696. Tampons – supermarkets get in polyester tampons from Romania or the US, – blatent theft plus disposure of toxic chemicals in other countries in passive aggressive manner. 697. 2 stainless steel long bbq skewers- they left 4, just took 2 703. facebook stole my 2nd hand goods when i was trying to sell due to multiple relocations, so could not sell on marketplace, so lost $1000's 705. large blue bottle in bathroom with hair oil stolen - Apricot oil with Rosemary, Geranium, Lime New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest! Secret location – Note, after probably three months of living here. I suddenly had a dog stalker on Facebook who got hold of my blog and thought they would discredit me by handing out my blog address. (Fucking idiot), but these words Secret location must have triggered something in stupid dog stalker because I suddenly had items go missing and the ambulance sirens from Gin Gin again starting up. Facebook stalker stupid dog. I hope they get cancer and die (as well as their whole family). 698. Had several items go missing but then turn up next day in the first 2 weeks, so maybe just lost from stress of relocating again? 699. Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. 700. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 701. Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order 702. Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price , and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway $80 703. Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) 704. Dogs still deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable at kmart and Drs waiting room – by making me wait excessive times. Plus they send in female dog who has fake laugh – maybe an app. Bully tactic. 705. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? 706. Organic apple 707. 1.25kg frozen roo mince 708. Another organic apple 709. My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina $250 710. All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs 711. Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 712. After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1” - Saturday, 13 July 2024 713. Australian tax office stealing by purchasing my 2nd hand goods on etsy; so tax is auto taken out, - as I do not have to pay tax on that sale; they spend the money just so I get screwed out of tax. STUPID, really stupid. $150 714. Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000, no refund apun request/tax lodgement 715. Perverts at YouTube deleted my account with 100 video uploads IN 2023, have created another with different email – fucking dot com IDIOTS. – in 2026, they reinstated it – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID PERVERTS 716. Facebook fakers putting in fake posts of things I want on marketplace, then refusing me. Zomai Hourigan total faker 726. Facebook fake businesses discriminating against me, ones run by women - little girls; Bowen technique in Sarina, Olga and Andrew Albu,– Olga complete bullshit, she is stealing peoples money with no medical or healing abilities. 717. Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing (bidet and motor rotor) 718. I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc 719. Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c 720. App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove CBA, Macdonalds and Brumbys 721. Telstra, centerlink, bauer, dr’s, postoffice, all conspiring to tell me my phone is broken so I have to get another one and pay extra $135 – those dogs thought I underpaid for my original new phone, so co-conspired to force me to buy another one at extra cost, REAL narcissistic dogs. Telstra girl said her name was Catherine Jade – as if real name. 722. Cba stealing weeks later on cc bakery transactions through fake surcharge $1.12, after investigation; stating insufficient proof, after I supplied it, plus no signature at bottom of letter, just ‘Payments Services Utility’ 723. Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little 724. Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE) 725. Magnetic sewing guide, taken off my sewing machine (So many sewing items have been stolen from me over the years it's been quite bizarre, it's like anyone in my local area who can sew (aside from myself), must be a total thief. Literally hundreds of items taken from my sewing room I bet it's bloody stupid bimbo mothers) 726. Staurogyne repens – aquatic plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June Jul 24 727. Photos of unknown Aralia plant from next door -explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 728. no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham 729. sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 730. 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; RACK OFF YOU STUPID DOG 731. coles stealing from me I order shallot they sent me a brown onion and they still charge me for a lotShallot 732. another kangaroo mince stolen 1st sept 2024, girls in pink 733. ‘stand up straight’ outlook reminder stolen 734. Temu refund $15.33 one day then $13.33 next, on all outlook emails, stole $2 & CRAP shoes, trying to kill me 735. 2 flickr accounts again Sept 2024 – attention seeking idiots 736. Chamelaucium ‘Local Hero’ dug up, I do not suspect the local bush turkey, I suspect my neighbours trying to be funny, and breaking the law whilst trying – I hope they get cancer and die 737. Microsoft stealing email access and my time to reset passwords – perverts “We recently received a request to recover your Microsoft account emilyconstancebieman@outlook.com. Unfortunately, we have determined that the information you provided was not sufficient for us to validate your account ownership. We take the security and privacy of our customers very seriously and are committed to protecting your personal information.” – Plus they keep changing my password, they hack my pc, and literally change it 738. These 2 I am not sure 100% :Seed raising mix, part taken, have had to move potting mix / seed mix inside -Seasol, bottle half emptied last night Saturday, car revving near steves mums place? 739. car rear view mirror off this morning, that neighbour been yelling out the last 24hrs, harassing me and beeping, I suspect he knocked it off 740. NOT kipfler potatoes at Veggies unlimited Mackay $10 741. iphone swapped over with phone that has cracks and scratches (3) 742. harassed by centerlink caller today 4 phone calls, she said her daughter was playing with her phone- BULL 743. Sarina Council in cahoots with Mitre 10? poisoned me 7am with sprayers 13/09/2024 – deliberate, still having breathing difficulties? Email I sent to mitre 10 complaining was deleted from my outlook – Simone Sarina Office sarmanager@cporter.com.au, so computer nerds involved - it is a conspiracy. 744. CBA have charged 1 Coles order, twice on cc $245 x $245, they tried on 2nd but I email nazied them, then removed cc, so now I have to transfer cash to paypal before and pay that way – thieving dogs steal if you don’t pay attention ALL THE TIME, including the bank. This is the 5th time I have caught CBA stealing via pending payment and business asks them to withhold money for fake dept – they are stealing in this manner, $100’s so they charge my account on day of shopping aswell as on delivery day – they charge my cc twice – AND BECAUSE THEY STEAL FROM IN THIS WAY – OTHER PEOPLE SEE, AND COPY CBA – cba sets the bar, they are irresponsible trying to play God when they cannot see the whole picture. Stupid centerlink refused my disability pension in 2020 because of these women- a “movement of will” 745. My car may have been taken out at night and driven up to Mackay? 100km unaccounted Those above things coincide with multiple seed purchase first week october – I am fairly certain they are stealing with one hand, and giving with the other – but not quite making up the difference (by a lot)? 746. Another ½ kg frozen roo meat stolen while I left front door open and got washing out back Friday arvo11th oct 747. Whole Baby spinach plant was taken, prowler last night, and delivery of seed collection related? 748. Whole green tray of chili seeds ‘sweet temptation’ October 2024 possibly co-insiding with rd workers outside? 749. Coles are swapping brisket for cornbeef cut, so mislabelled too 750. Charging cables – suspected local teenagers stealing, plus swapping for faulty ones- I am taking dozens of cables I have had to purchase this year. 751. Pimelea ferruginea ‘Magenta Mist’ seeds, coinsides with Eddy Tucker and Nindethana order 752. Linda Young, Rupanyup, VIC, 4 seed packs, no money 753. Green hose joiner from outside tap 754. 4th Nov 8am door unlocked apple video footage proving it, with no one seen on camera unlocking it, the neighbour and her dog barking too, and plane - rack off plane you useless idiot. 755. Panasonic lumix camera – the dogs have done something, I line up photo, all is in focus, take photo, then the photo is blurry. Work sabotage; native flower photo competitor sabotaged my camera $1000 756. Large Pink garden hat, stolen out of locked car, police reported 757. Azalea indica 'Carnival Fanfare', dug up and stolen, same time hat was stolen? same time I saw a black dog down near the jackfruit on Sunday 3rd Nov, heading to LL, a friend of LL I whistled, it ran to LL? Killed a roo x 2, arranged on road down to beach. Locals trying to ban me? Cassandra hayes stalking me on facebook and now at neighbours, old man next door. Have blocked her and her family. she probably should be reported to police too, possibly her responsible for putting sugar in my petrol tank at iga and poisoning me at mitre 10. I always get bloody retard dogs stalking me. F-U-C-K O-F-F I think is Sam Taylor, Mollys friend from raywhite harassing me next door too. I have a photo of her up the hill. 758. Grey hose joiner from inside – yeah, well, the cookers thought you were hilarious for stealing this - simplebrain 759. CBA again stole $140 off my creditcard and also stole my screen shot from 10th Nov creditcard statement off my pc 10th November 2024 760. I note dogs on Facebook are working to push fake businesses, and stealing money that way, like fake massage girls, a whole heap of fake mystic "readings" 761. plant notes are being stolen out of Word and reappearing on facebook in different form 762. 4TH November 6:30 pm the same thing happened again I locked the door returned half an hour later to find it unlocked and no evidence on ipad camera of anyone unlocking it 763. Another 2 x ½ kg frozen bag of pet mince stolen from freezer 764. Perfume atomiser with geranium 765. Mackay jobs provider harassment via phone bullying, male this time – prob has blonde bimbo wife 766. 200g rose fertiliser stolen out of new bag that had been sticky taped back up by mitre 10- mackay 767. Possible Dendrobium seeds taken off plant before I collected, as girl did youtube vid on how to sow-typical theft 768. Brumby's Apricot Danish, lying; madeup flour supplier, computer glitch.disrespectful idiot, channel 9 stole them? 769. Apple update punishing people who do not have new phones by re moving features, like siri and tab search 770. Sergio Alessandro from Brazil and Mamouni Abdelghafour from Morocco have ban ALL int’l sales on ebay 771. Coles staff are still “withholding” certain foods in my orders 772. 2 of 4 orange 2m long charging cables stolen from garbage bin outside, I suspect fake police vigilante little boys next door in herta lane working for HARIBOL from Amazon 773. team global express Courier, aka Mackay Toll, delayed my parcel or allowed it to be delivered elsewhere and lied about the day that it was delivered to cover their buts or cover the thieving bimbos buts. i think to try and make me look bad for requesting refund - Temu probs 774. stealing in the morning?; Acacia podalyriifolia? Rack off fake ambulance sirens 775. Nutribullet seller from ebay quixma68, stole motor unit by giving me faulty one, only last 11 mnths, not refund - PaymentsinfoAU@ebay.com.au, after they said they would. 776. ebay purchasing my seeds then asking for refunds on them later?? As Ebay order email receipts not coming through on the 30th, I cancel, they do not reorder could be facebook related wannabe doogooders RACK OFF - Or business sabotage; most sellers send it with expensive postage because they don't use a card envelope, so jealousy; jealous sabotage. 777. Target, Australia post not delivery my parcels, return to sender AMAZON ONLY 778. Bob Fox at Pegs Creek $25 houseplant ANOTHER Aus Post PARCEL MISSING -Possible faker do-gooder from Western Australia 779. Spotlight sold me cotton towels that were actually a cotton blend with acrylic – this is theft 780. Retailers are MONUMENTAL THIEVES, they have ‘dogs’ who come to my place and steal after I purchase from them – this has been happening for the last 20 years – they have no morals, no values and are CRIMINAL THIEVES 781. .com stealing by search results – Mr windows charging $40 for $6 product 782. Another half kilo of frozen roo meat was taken yesterday Sat 18th Jan, Saturday is a really common day for stealing, so I forgot to lock the back door yesterday as I was distracted by landlord coming over. And its someone who speaks like this “All good hun” 783. Another pair of beige reading glasses, brand new still in packaging, stolen, photo stolen off PC and retailer stole them listing too - .com related thefts. And WAKE UP retailers, make BEIGE reading glasses, so the stupid bimbos stop stealing mine. 784. Apple ipad stealing back features; Tab search in safari, Siri, open file in browser for ‘find in document’ 785. male blonde Endlers out of that first tank, heaps about 30-50 they sell for $6 each 786. aaa batteries? 787. sweet chilli tray? I thought so, but later an unopened seed bag of sweet chilli turns up in my chilli seed bag?? 788. Neutrogena removed my face moisturiser from their product line 789. Arshole next door went over to garth and ally’s and told them to whippersnipper my tree, (that I asked if I could plant on their side – she said yes), but her husband whippersnippered it, so I asked him, next time, to remember there is s a tree there, and could he not. So the tree grew back, but 2 days later was gone again. Plus they had thrown a dead chook on my driveway. I am so glad I am not married. Idiots. Beyond me how a woman would marry a child still. 790. Stolen - black, well used, pink paint stained, light weight, TARP - 1.7x1.7m, maybe Oct 2024? - just WEIRD, as the bimbos don’t usually take ‘dirty’ items 791. lime seeds (taken from inside house on kitchen table, they were free, given to me. ME). Plus fan front was unscrewed and left on floor. 792. Coles driver or packer stole 1 slice of cheese from Deli Swiss cheese, and left wrapping unwrapped. 793. Coles bakery is skimping on tiger paste (on top of the Tiger rolls) 794. Hillary Hook from North Ipswich tried to sabotage my seller account 795. There’s a dog named Zoe at Sarina or fb admin (fake name) who is trying to steal my rental - dogs playing sides (I had a real dog named Zoe as a child.) 796. Cheese taken out of my cart, coles it nerds 797. Temu retail clothing dogs are trying to give me breast cancer with bras that do not fit properly 798. George Grelak from Blakehurst stole 10000 purslane seeds $15.55 799. Cream, or something (?) was placed on my new table after I got back from town yesterday (no roo mince was stolen) wow, they prob stole something else. 800. $2 stolen on 2nd last transaction only, by Pursehouse rural Sarina accountant, who said it was a creditcard recovery fee, and its always been their policy to apply on all cc transactions – LYING DOG 801. Still with train harassment here, although train line is ages away, they still found away to be heard 802. Australian Financial Complaints Authority are harassing me and intercepting Telstra calls and charging me an additional $2 cc fee for no reason, other than theft, as I had complained about cc fees to cba, they keep sending me emails every time they steal from me in this manner FUCK OFF YOU STUPID CUNTs, 7 so far this year, no name on the emails, just Australian Financial Complaints Authority. 803. Photo of my unboxing Digilex 16L 8 Stage Water Filter Top Ceramic Carbon Water Purifier, off PC, March 2025, stolen by ebay seller Superpetmaster – they sent me the incorrect replacement filter too. Not sure why they felt they had to steal my photo of proof of unboxing? Please tell me? Just weird. I took another photo of it today (minus its filters). Thieving waterfilter girl retailers are on fb too, they stealing waterfilters maybe overcharging? 804. Stainless steel screw taken out of washing machine during delay wash overnight – microsoft pc security update Friday night 28th March – this would have been landlords son, he was yelling out all evening. Fuck 805. Your buyer's delivery details: 806. Michael Lam from Marsfield, NSW shop saboteur -ebay stole $31.10 through refunding buyer before they received the item 807. Another 1 bag of roo mince from the freezer sat 5th April 2025, neighbours hanging around all morning, to distract me to leave back door unlocked while I was washing and having lunch. (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. 808. FB marketplace Admin not allowing me to add tags to my listings which means there's a less chance that they'll be sold 809. Fuel Cap Diesel Locking keys and adding something to my fuel tank, so car goes put put 810. stalked by the dogs at Sarina Beach on my daily exercise regime -they have new cars, could be car industry 811. more good large PINK celosia seed stolen when I went to the dr – dr’s receptionists are stealing from me, they were actually swapped for inferior ones. Stolen after I put photo on facebook- people literally leaving comments - message to thief, “yes I will have some too” unbelievable arrogant thieves – self entitled little spoilt brats. 812. Coles for not delivering my bleach as a result mould kept growing on my mattress and I have to eventually throw the whole mattress out, futon $1200 to replace – as if I can do. 813. 21st April easter mon, 1 of 16 screws taken from my sewing table, plus someone removed a broken safety hook that was stuck in the washing machine in the middle of the day sometime – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID LUNATIC. 814. temu are adding $2-3 on products that are allready in cart they are stealing in this manner 815. don’t want to brandname, so appliance company stole by changing blade to nonheat resistant, so waste of $90 816. decor glass canisters using thin untempered glass that breaks if you hold it tooo tight $24 817. locals not stocking items so I have to pay for postage too, and online - hundreds if not thousands 818. ebay seller CampbellsStore, stated my device was compatible but then said was not – ebay such thieves $17 819. Newly collected native Seed stolen out of car at mechanics (1/4 of the bag) $50 820. Azolla Duck weed, plus Endler fish – stupid little boys 821. Some stupid little bitch on fb local group keeps removing my posts aswell as trying to sabotage my car with car service and mechanics 822. Gov and Telstra stealing from me by speeding ticket $483 – bigger picture, this means no travelling to mackay to sell plants, as they would only cover about less than a quarter of that fine for the whole year. 823. Robyn Kelly – they doing signs against Glenn Kelly ALP, saying he is going to steal from me or he did re speeding ticket for NOT speeding $483 824. Cba and Coles Mackay, sugarlands Kensington, stealing from me – they are in cahoots, with disgusting delivery driver girl who pours milk in my grocery bags 825. Another organic apple stolen June 2025 826. Acacia seed thief $8 Peter Andrews, 128 hartley valley road, Vale of Clwydd, NSW 2790, Australia Phone 0488 515 449 827. supermarkets stealing in the form of BAD bread 828. looks like mouse and calculater calculations problem, re bank - does not make sense, double check calculations - triple check as mouse hacked, and purchased new mouse, but now working – they do this to get me to buy new mouse – a form of theft, and now time theft. $250+ bank fee, whatever they charge for being accused of theft. 829. Eucalyptus erythrocorys last pkt, stolen by fake ebayer Chez Armstrong, possibly stupid dogs saying they stole all the seeds from my tree at Rangari? taken along with apple. Also email with ebay sale, was stolen, ipad outlook and mail app hacked 830. Large oriental lily bulb stolen; put a photo of it on facebook, next day it was dug up and stolen, it is related, even though I had shadecloth covering the pot. Neighbours behaving strangley. Camera directly on pot: switched off (not by me). Either speak to me directly or FUCK OFF. Stop creating weakness. $40 831. $483 stolen by MACKAY POLICE via fake speeding ticket; not speeding when photo taken: FB marketplace plant sales and landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach. 2nd ticket by stalking police 832. Cba again, placed $187 on my cc (no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, I thought they were returning the missing money from before), but then next day they removed $127 again - no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, just the total available credit was different. Infuriating, I need to know my correct and accurate balance at all times, not just on statement day. 833. $10 voucher from online plant shop – hackers steal voucher codes 834. Cba stole another $127 off my cc today – tried to change banks, all other banks refused my application 835. Coles and Woolworths have started undercutting their weight, all areas, fruit vegetables, and meat. Before they were always over, by a few grams, up to 10 or 20 - now they’re always under by same. I complained – they changed nothing. 846. Big scratch on iPad, I think they did it yesterday when I went to the butcher? Plus pink bowl stolen, so ipad “keyed” all across front. Plus later discovered pebble in my dishdrawer – some one placed it in there, 2nd time. They prob stole food too. useless security camera plus, water in fuel tank at pursehouse when camera on?? – it’s a big deal for them to have to switch my camera off, HA (just had fuel filter cleaned btw, at sarina) ipad keyed after I updated my Daewoo CAR KEYED story, and a few weeks later my blender was “keyed” FUCKING IDIOT neighbours car idiots. Sarina Master Mechanical they are thieves, put money on that it was them. they are making my car “murmer”. Ipad: that'll be $2000 thanks very much [see you can’t make up for damage done – you can’t afford it. 837. This water in fuel tank is an ongoing issue with some stupid twit stalking me, and putting water in my fuel tank – usually only happened when I parked at IGA carpark, starting 2 yrs ago, but last month they did it Sarina Beach, plus came here a week later (on school holidays) and did it whilst parked in my garage. Neighbours guilty. Some abo young boy doing it – I could pick him out of a line up, saw him in carpark. 838. Coles IT change the dried mushrooms, that had Chanterelle's in, replaced with black fungus 839. Large empty card envelope 840. Manufacturers of plastic who sell those storage boxes on wheels, with lids; absolute cracking crap- you ought to be ashamed of yourselves 841. Ebay buyers with fake names, purchasing in order to sabotage (heaps more before I started keeping tabs, usually with the word “fish” in the buyer name) Like what a disgusting little perverted child would do. 6448.frogs, blobby22, gg9546, handley6844, hearobe-2849, jake-a23, jaremoco07, joyce3854, kabr-3536, lamster74, lotfishing, magicsassy, mamabdelg0, playstationdamien, rai2446, razo_7295, smithy1877, sure_643315, zenartworks I am keeping tabs: Ebay STAFF, you stupid twits if you want a competition as to who is the most dishonest- you are going to lose. BIG TIME, you sell faulty items to people, then steal from their homes if they put in a refund – this is THIEVERY. -ebay and .dotcom satellite people do psychological torture for the amusement of their colleagues - they are disgusting evil people. 842. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by Handley6844, Eileen Handley, PO Box 400 Robinvale, VIC 3549 843. $7.90 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by blobby22, Susan Skidmore 15 White Oak Avenue Mossman, QLD 4873 844. $19 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by jaremoco07, Linda Young 19 Stewart St Rupanyup, VIC 3388 845. $16 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Mamabdelg0, mamouni Abdelghafour Duar oled taleb sidi taibi kenitra Kenitra 14000 MA 846. $12 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Talitakum Flowers, Lembang Jl Grand Hotel No 48 Lembang Bandung Barat Jawa Barat 40391 847. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by 4lng05ih, Bob Fox 54b Galbraith Road Pegs Creek, WA 6714 848. $19 stolen via Epipremnum on ebay Gg9546 George Grelak 6 Amy Street, Blakehurst, NSW 2221 849. cassie donnolly from FB stole 1 cup of blood and bone - stupid blonde bimbo who wants to play with me: get a fucking life, grow up, stop harassing me: you belong in jail - up to me I'd be putting a bullet through your ear 850. my blog story “So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater” was changed something missing? 851. I think cba have bean stealing off my cc since 2020 – they changed my card, and the statements for the end of that period are missing? Ebay refunded me $60 for faulty heater and Telstra gave me $60 compensation. I think the bank are trying to make it look like I am confused – when I am not. 852. Glasslock: added to my "stupid" list for not providing replaceable lids for their tempered glassware that will last generations – GENERATIONS (and they are quite expensive) 853. aquarium filter sponge stolen from veranda (4th one stolen over some years) 854. 1 pumpkin from vege patch 855. Still being harassed by bimbos on movies accusing me of being on drugs – fuck off you stupid dogs.(movie deleted later – never happened – such cunts) 856. Redbubble steal my sales money when under $20: so far I have had 3 sales since 2016, have never been paid – they thieves, ALSO sent email: Your margin: US$6.08 (AU$9.35), but online says (AU$8.55) thieves ontop of thieves 857. Brand new GOOD Aquarium adapter for pump swapped over for crap one that keeps falling out of socket $4 858. Pc monitor flui cleaner stolen, I wrote a story about it, then it was returned today, but they stole my pink plate 859. good guys in Mackay beeping me on the telephone ref refusing to refund me my product which is still under warranty - disputed, got a refund, apparently, but more harassment from them, probably they stealing trying to recoup their loss. 860. Ebay order changed in outlook – ebay staff aka Ebony Cosgrove $11 861. Glass jars stolen by dodgy facebook women, then I bought more from woman who tried to overcharge, I think was that girl who stole my wallet at Grave Attire, she has daughter now, let me guess, her name Emily? What a thieving stalking bimbo – I think theres a que now, single mother bimbos. 862. My neighbours in front of me are harassing me with tapping sounds in the morning, usually, and my neighbours next to them are perving on me via kitchen windows, they are also verbally harassing me making sure I can see them – 1 old lady, skinny, and 1 man dressed always in orange. Plus some younger people were there a while back, harassing me at night, they had a fire going, they may have fiddled with my aquarium heater on the verander, and broke it, or even worse turned it up in order to kill my fish, it was around the same time – utter evil STUPIDITY, possibly incahoots with the real estate girl, I saw her there last year, I took a photo of her. Taylor. (btw, those young people were there from guilt, too stupid to realize why they were pissed off, blaming me, when it was them who stole my blonde Endler fish before - A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. And some neighbour is letting their bloody big black dog roam around here at night. YOU STUPID DOG OWNER. (its not Barley) All dog owners are stupid. 863. Microsoft are stealing my video’s quality via Lossy Compression and Re-encoding over years. Significantly so. 864. Amazon re cancelling membership they change it to more expensive one $60 865. Budget beef mince from woollies – not sure what it is but it is disgusting. Paper? Sawdust in it?? They are thieves. 866. Pink bread plate stolen today Sunday when Steve asked me to go to his shed and take photos – the thief returned the pc cleaning fluid 867. White bread plate stolen aswell – could be retailer dog related due to dep fair trade and goodguys refunding me – then stealing from me 868. Arnica oil half bottle stolen same time pink plate stolen $50, same thief who stole all my essential oils, but claiming to be a drunk beautician from bundaberg - trying to trick me with identity - STUPID THIEF. plus these last 3 occurred after communicating with liberal politicians? FUCK OFF MICHAEL. But also after eating chocolate outside– jealous bitches? 30ML $70 869. ½ bin full of Potting mix stolen, (my good mix) steve came round and distracted me with stupid questions. Linda Hewitt must be involved in good guys theft? Refunded me then broke into my house and stole $79 worth of my stuff 870. Adapter plug swapped over good to bad (outside on aquarium pump, now it just falls out) 871. car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES 872. 4 Echinodorus ‘Rose’ - E. horemanii 'Red' x E. horizontalis, (the tall one) stolen, but was mislabelled, actually is ‘Tricolour’ – aquarium industry, the whole lot are thieves 873. Aquarium shops, all of them steal from me, one way or another – they are a total scam. 874. Ebay staff have fake sellers doing product placement, so u wait 2mnths for product (coffee grinder) that was never actually sent 875. Fb deleted my drawer runners listing, no notification, it just vanished, had to redo it 876. Amazon help centre said they would give me a $5 credit for mucking up the subscription – but then never did. 877. Australian website Essentially Australian, fake essential oils – they thieves, operating at Ali and Garths and on FB -could be New Directions doing excess lemongrass and cedarwood oil blends – would not surprise me if this was them? a plot to steal, some fake person on FB doing AI photos of Callitris glaucophylla - White cypress pine, that was Shannan Davies, who also had photo of me superimposed tending marijuana plants – I reported him and my neighbours to police. 878. Next day, after I noted SCAM: 15ml OF THAT essential oil cypress pine stolen 2pm 23rd Sept 2025 while I was doing the washing (1/2 the bottle emptied, plus they left a blue strap on the toilet seat?) $20 fake seed sale Rebecca Jones, 25 Livingstone Street, Yeerongpilly, QLD -HEY BIMBO THAT SALE DOES NOT COVER THE COST OF THE THEFT, maybe they were getting it to test it! Told you. 879. Also more arnica oil was stolen, emptied 880. Korean lacquerware online theft: by search results, so google, etsy and ebay were incahoots to hide the real value of a “compact” inorder to get me to purchase one for $65, when really its value is $25 if that. This is total theft by all online .com, especially google, and including youtube. Ebay steal like this, then try to make up for it by selling my seeds, which may cover some of the theft, but also creates tax hoops. Nuisance. 881. Sand timer stainless steel 882. 1 sewing thread clippers 883. Scissors moved from kitchen to desk 884. 1 brand new unopened sewing tape measure stolen at same time 885. day after thefts, dog girl cut lino in 2 spots with stanly knife that was on table and put pink textamarks on floor, and brown stain of some sort; saw neighbour hanging around. Related to my Brenda and carpet cleaning story 886. Coles delivery driver stole 2 broccoli from my order, coles issued me a $10 voucher with no acknowledgement of the theft. I guess could have a been a lurker on the verander at night? Young man, shortish, tatoo guy, friends with neighbours who steal, Cassandra Hayes? 887. Beach towel -neighbours, Prob incahoots with stupid kmart trying to product place beach towels fuck off you stupid bimbos 888. Sensor light turned off and camera outside turned to face the other way 889. Apple stole siri find my keys, in latest update 890. car rear view mirror vandalised by 14 Herta Lane, Sarina Beach 891. I'm pretty sure AusPost stole my parcel for ebay customer, said they del when they did not! 892. Big spate of thefts in September by neighbours - In September I got AfterPay - Pay in 4, for Temu order – maybe related 893. Andrew Breckenridge pretending to be Professor Graeme Yorston youtube – involved with thefts, and Mrs Amos, Debbie Tydd (what the) 894. Someone got in yesterday and removed the wedge holding up dishwasher, lucky I saw it 895. 2 frozen chicken breast (frozen is not good compared to fresh – stupid copycat thieves) $10 plus plus future bulk chicken, can't get as steal it 896. Australians on the show Insight, stole my stethoscope so they could product place Apple Watch - fuck off you stupid bimbos 897. Cba stole .75c “international transaction fee” – channel 7 reckons this is greedy opportunists toll money only, and should not be paid 898. My story describing the local men here as stupid young men, was stolen off pc 899. Potatoes: Woolworths, what the hell, refuses to sell roasting potatoes. All their potatoes are Waxy: for stews and mashing. Food shortage. 901. Same with onion, only 2 varieties all supermarkets and fruit shops: brown and red – lack of diversity - food theft. 900. Paypal dickheads help centre run around the call center guy started talking about sex FUCK OFF YOU PERVERTS 901. Australia Post Mackay depot stole my small kmart parcels 902. Apple and microsoft are trying to steal my photos by omitting half in the transfer from device to pc 903. My tapo is being monitored and hacked 904. Unbelievable sellers on ebay selling cuttings through the mail! And at extreme prices! That will not work! It is plain theft. 905. appears to be some retard sitting in a car at 14 Herta Lane, 1020am 25th November, harassing me with beeping - get a life you stupid dog. Do you need councilling? I can point you in the right direction?? 3rd born retard. 906. Blue tack stolen from hose end, by Microsoft computer nerd bimbos -Dural irrigation related 907. Ebay and youtube stealing – Nigella seeds: black seed oil – old seed not germinating 908. Lotus plant stolen from veranda fish tank, plus before some seedlings stolen, about 5, could be ebay girl related, trying to save Brendon who refunded my battery for $6.95 $50 909. Person who hacked my phone had a Wi-Fi name: DIRECT-1KEO:ILCE–6300, and there's 2 more: CAM_ZB978X230202, DIRECT-aiEO:ILCE–6300, - this will be someone at herta lane, go get police 910. Plenty walnut oil not smelling like walnut. Plus something wrong with blackmores codliver oil - farmed fish with pesticides: as hair fell out after scalp application 911. Woolworths for some reason stole $.50 and they didn't deliver my cream they refunded me but they refunded me $.50 less than the amount they charged! I even told them the price. Then they stole the $5 credit and free delivery that they promised me – some nutters there atm. 912. Nothing on my coles shopping list is available - Not sure who, but coles IT nerds have on their website suddenly “share your shopping list” link, and this seems to be exactly what has happened: everything in my shopping list is no longer available - so coles NO, I do not want to share my list!! stop sharing my list 913. milk companies stealing from Australians by reducing fat (taking cream out WAY MORE than what it was prior 2015), water on my weetbix now 914. large /medium white pipette stolen from outside window - they put slit in bottom of flyscreen and pried pipette out 915. Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 916. my snazzy diy sauna vandalized by jealous retail dog, zipper broken and nylon ripped -Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 917. inflatable spa punctured week later – so retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent and then this spa. STUPID 3RD Born DOGS 918. Puncture repair kit – sticker really 919. Woolworths putting water in milk and Sarina Woolworths is stealing the other brand milk -Labels on back of milk is complete bull- they're taking more fat than stated to sell as cream {And safflower oil pobs; woolly’s at Ooralea sell, Sarina does not; locals not competent enough} 920. Twice now I have been accused and harassed by Telstra for not paying my bill when in fact I HAD paid my bill, then I had to go through all rigmarole to prove that I had paid it. Stop making me into the bad guy you perverts who just like to fight. Plus, pick and see what you want. 921. Silver leptospermum cut off at base of plant 922. Woolworths staff stole this out of cart Help@Hand Tea Tree Oil 200mL 923. 2 jackfruit trees stolen off table out front $40 924. 2 Fishbone fern stolen off table out front $10 - last night, herd them, probably facebook related - 2 people pm - I would say neighbours Ally and Garth pretending to be Clery Morwood and Rafael Guanais – musicians or police, I think police stealing – police are stupid 3rd borns here. 925. Sarina intojobs.com are stalking and beeping me – harassment, could be them going to 14 herta lane and harassing me, and stealing from me 926. No Coles, I do not wish to share my list! OUT OF STOCK – I think their way of combatting my food theft is to get thieves to purchase exactly what I do, so they can eat it at same time and not get food jealous!! 927. I had another pink bowl stolen, so 2 now in several months. This is related to my stupid neighbours, and the people who hoon around on motorbikes and in cars. I have zero tolerance for thieves NO TAKSEY BACKSEYS, ha. (you stupid idiots this is what incenses you the most: ZERO TOLERANCE FOR THIEVES, so you keep coming back for more, you don’t even know why). 928. www.facebook.com/themorningbulletin - ban me from commenting on their posts,- these are the ones that can do something about cba stealing money of cc by withholding money if retailer asks them, as well as charging twice for purchases at coles. 929. 2 Red screwdrivers stolen 2025 930. Someone cut all the chives off the veranda hanging basket over 3 nights 931. Someone Grasstree Beach who is following me whenever I go into Mackay, they turn off to go to grasstree 932. Dogs on the weekend here again - stole lavender essential oil, they emptied out the whole bottle, left the bottle (was ½ full). 933. Facebook marketplace edit notification alerts are total scan once you have stated what you want you won't be able to find it unless it's at inflated price 934. Fresh herbs! Supermarkets are stealing from people; fresh herbs ought to be cheap, $1.80, not $3.20 935. Lavender infused oil $20941. Mackay butcher substituted lean mince for veal mince (not lean) – no flavour – blonde dog in store the whole time, then left after I purchased without buying anything, plus she had a little blonde girl maybe 6yrs? who came and stood infront of me, and started at me, twice – I think this is Cadbury related – their chocolate is for 4yrolds that can’t taste the difference. They need to be sued – they are begging to be sued. Plus, then again like all these recent thefts, I have some stupid dog apologizing to me – well NO, I do not forgive you, PAY UP THEN rack OFF. 942. Went back to butcher next week: POLICE STOLE AGAIN on mackay butcher trip – stalking another $500 ticket, – stupids I wrote a whole story and put in police complain re Lisa Lynch stealing from me – jealous 3rd born police. (coles refuse to deliver my mince meat so had to purchase from mackay,) because police delayed me, unable to go to butcher, they closed - not coincidence 943. POLICE FINED ME $500 AFTER TYRES - I THINK TO GIVE TO STUPID DOG WHO FOLLOWS ME AROUND TO PAY FOR HALF HER NEW TYRES?? QLD POLICE ARE STEALING FROM ME BIG TIME - related to Robert Naismith, from fakebook market place, retired police officer 944. Secateurs stolen – I suspect police cohort Adrianna Leahy, in loo for free awful dragonfruit, they were given to me as a free item FREE, if you changed your mind after you gave them to me: too bad 945. Another screw, well, shelf suction cup stolen today on fb mp item in back of ute – dogs doing stealing signs – ha ha stupid thief, nursery woman gave me old marjoram for free – SUCKSHIT LITTLE CHILD, a free item – YOU LOSE 946. Retarded blonde bimbo stealing from after someone on FB gives me FREE item. Police related – 3rd born retards stalking me - can't buy any pick up items on marketplace any more - winning too much the police CANT STAND IT (because they are fascists) all of Mackay is affected by these fb mp mafia little girl dogs – its like all those stupid dogs from petersham has moved to mackay. 947. A politician's wife near Mackay using her husband's free travel to move goods around the country and sell on FBMP! not my intention to do something about theft that is not personal to me, but maybe related; wife sees me as a threat and had something to do with getting rid of me on FBMP re Mackay police. So, right back at you; might want to do something about spouses abusing their husbands free travel (bet they are not paying tax on those items) 948. Tyre people added on $9.90 surcharge 949. $500 2nd ticket by entrapment stolen by MACKAY POLICE, some dog said it was for half the tyre cost for the dog who follows me around. I think maybe these idiots see members in the community buying my 2nd hand goods on FBMP, and think they are over paying, and so fined me for it. – and they were getting all the mothers of criminals and stupid teenagers in Sarina to purchase my goods, so then steal it back off me plus 3 times more stolen. STUPID SARINA AND Sarina Beach people, plus Campwin Beach cunts and Grass tree Beach people. Stupid Mackay Police, 950. Tip shop mackay stealing; making huge profits from things people chuck out - ripping off poor people, also gov to blame; taking tax on items that have already been taxed. 951. Police are vandalising my carcam so they can’t be recorded following me and driving infront of me – Mackay and Sarina Police - Dogs do signs police stealing because I do washing; using up water. Do they not know that Steve has heaps of water? Stupid police -this is not how you do things – you monumental idiot 3rd borns. 952. Jason McDonald is the person who asked for address and didn't turn up – one of the carhoons? Metaphysical rapists? Secateurs?? He is criminal of some sort 953. Olympics channel and wide world of sports doing fake winter Olympics stories 954. Centrelink still stealing with no disability pension 2026 – dog stalking from ABC Online, same one from JJJ 1998. She has completely sold out. Hamish and Heidi Henry had something to do with it, or UK TV sending me them to make it look as so. Hamish guilty. Centerlink delaying outcome for emotional torment time 955. Coles did not deliver my order yesterday then compensated somewhat – I’m sure someone will steal it 956. rackoff stupid musicians playing kookaburra noises you retard, get a brain – them that stole my new secateurs 957. car hounds at night waking up the whole neighbourhood, who pays these people to be a nuisance like this? you deserve a bullet to your ear 958. target claiming “stainless steel” on powder coated aluminimum 959. some idiot keeps sending me 3 people on metaphysical level who steal from me – so 3 dogs, been a thing for over 20 years $1000’s 960. large pink lily bulb – stolen out of potato storage, hope the stupid girl who took it gets cancer and dies 961. one of my outlook reminders: contact nursery before looking through their website - they only have for 'show' in stock or refuse to sell to me 962. fresh chives stolen 963. Dogs doing signs Fiona Blake stealing plums at Rangari. She prob is not. – see how annoying the dogs are. 964. the winter Olympics it's like, it's not real, it's a mere “production”, put on by the Olympics channel - total scam! They have to let the press in free for all otherwise it's all total bull. 965. Swapped out my good card reader that always works for one that does not work – forgot to mark it in pink paint 966. 2 Silicone Buckets stolen over summer 25/26, 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets (pc hacked and MY RECORDS, WORD FILE CHANGED TO 3, when I purchased 4 grey flex tubs (flexi tub) BUT I found the 4 receipts in outlook. All morning it took - time thieves too. I knew I had 4. $8 967. More quality quality potting mix - Bimbos on Pinterest are vying to come up with good recipes, so I will be enticed to cook them, then they’re using that to justify stealing my potting mix on the veranda, WAS on veranda. Not justified theft stupids. Burn in hell. Stupid little people. and rack off chefs – you idiots. {I bet it was female chef who stole 1 of my Asiatic lily from potato cupboard} stupid fucking bimbos 968. small long blue straw cleaner 969. Local mothers in Sarina, Sarina Beach, Campwin Beach, and Mackay, putting good items on Facebook marketplace, that they know I would want, with no intentions of actually selling it -like they're just showing off. A perfect example of stupid bimbo behaviour. 970. 2 x 20L food grade buckets with lids STOLEN same time as 2 silicone buckets STOLEN at Sarina Beach - stolen by local bimbos-rasied by STUPID MOTHERS on facebook $20 plus postage $60 971. Jobs provider stealing ideas for work 972. stealing petrol: 2 trips to mackay + 2 trips to sarina beach mail box, cost me $115!! – so about $75 worth stolen - 973. plastic scraper, actually it was a large long Sistema plastic lid, stolen at SB by a dog walker idiot young man – right out of my bag 974. Apparently someone swapped out my heirloom Roma seeds from Diggers – and ages ago at Rangari. (??) the ones I have now are still eggshape, but I guess they are small and often miss-shapen? They are still perfect for sun drying, so I really am not sure – I don’t sell them anyway. Good enough for my taste buds! 975. I have online stalker – computer nerd who goes by various names with Butterfly in it. GET A LIFE 976. Silicone sunglasses strap taken, and in the process ripped the bag that it was in -no idea when they would've got the chance to do that 977. Computer nerds sending me spam emails on daily basis – rack off 978. Phyllis Reyna Wixpartner, email from this person, I ignored, she could have tricked stupid QLD police into giving them money re ticket 979. fbmp cunts stealing by inserting plants for me to sell for $$ - but they want them, and take them from my table, they do not pay, same as grape - -cunts at workforce australia - Michelle, that woman from NEGS in 1998 centerlink? 981. Mackay hospital with Mackay Dental hospital dentist Tiffany and that other guy – stealing with unneccesary work, I think silver dioxide experiment related? 980. Coles, prob wools, swapping out meat for poor quality if I order in advance, but next day, is fine – same as I saw butcher swap veal – blond butchers wife is swapping out all beef with veal – no flavour – stupid people eat veal. 981. Fake posts on FB wanting me to make my hopeless mother comments – stealing comments??? 987. I think kogan may have broken dishwasher so am forced to buy another?? remote access? At any rate they refunded me not replaced, so I would have to purchase another one, refusing to replace under fake new model number on SAME product - meanwhile price gone up $200 so they stole $200 and kept my older/new appliance. 983. Australia post not collecting my mail (plants) from red letter box on daily basis, then lying stating they are. Deny and Lie 984. I think the delivery driver stole my 2 butters from the bags in the truck?? Nah – be mother cunts packing for sure 985. Dotcom company RedBubble, did not pay me for sold designs, many, but here is 1: Coloured Squares L74556570, sold to USA citezen AU$71.34 myshare: AU$8.55 – NOT PAID, plus all my other sales, over 10 years; they just do not pass on sales, they keep it – founders: Martin Hosking, Peter Styles, and Paul Vanzella, owned by Articore Group, promoted (and protected) by CHANNEL 7 – people from the same school. Have deleted my account with them, ought to have never uploaded to them. 986. appears to be some idiots in the press doing fake lawsuits and using that as some sort of reason to steal, or to muck something up? those people playing that stupid game: stop using drugs and go jump in the lake 987. all my long tent pegs missing 988. 1 cotton glove stolen from car at iga carpark 830am – all the dogs hanging about me like leeches MORNING 989. 2 sun jewels plants from vege house 990. FB admin putting all my posts into spam – such cunts – burn in hell stupid cunts 991. Stupid Government, I think again stealing under the pretence of tax; my electric roller blind sold on FBMP, so no tax is due on this item, it has had tax paid on it when I purchased it, and I sold it 2nd hand – I DO ONT OWE ANY TAX ON THIS ITEM, YET THEY STEALING FROM ME AFTER THIS SALE - using this as an excuse to play tyrannical vigilante. Gov or fake gov stealing – it is like gov have stupid dogs working for them that do not know the RULES. They owe me hundreds of $$. And can't buy anything on marketplace any more - as winning too much with cheaper 2nd hand - the police CAN’T STAND IT. Stupid 3rd born jealous twits. And because of this too, the Mackay market place went up 4x price of rest of Australia - there are some REAL stupids in Mackay policing fbmp -with ties to Mackay Police. Aquarium industry women are involved in the stealing. Communists practices - not allowing all people to free trade. Same with gumtree and facebook marketplace - I bet stupid computer nerd related? 992. Drs somehow stealing; all the thieving mothers, dogs and child motorbikers out when I went to Dr, so not sure what stealing – maybe scoliosis related, they stealing something. Maybe Imed Bundaberg inrelation to scoliosis xray, Radiologist: Dr R. Bilwani did report -with no mention to scoliosis? I don’t think they knew about fascia back then. 2019 993. Sand for everyone else is $12 a bag, but if they slap “aquarium” label on it – its suddenly $60 – exact same product! 994. I think the dumb thieving blonde may be stealing a potato here and there from my potato box? Another lily bulb stolen 995. More potting mix stolen off front table – they steal everything off those 2 tables – car hoons, car dogs, I can hear them at night, they drive around stealing. The potting mix was in a container – they scooped a portion out. Last night 30th March, Monday night. Prob around 8pm -cars incahoots with youtube, those Lucky Saves top 10 American ones 997. Dogs trying to trick, probably retailers; on social media by trying to get me to make money comments- it's a little weird and hard to explain. Its like they talk to the perverts, manipulate them, play sides - thats why police gave me 2 tickets, they were manipulated. 998. Woolworths After Sun Aloe Vera Tube Last week $1.70 – this week $2.60 – extreme inflation going on 999. Temu stealing netting using GRAPHIC DESIGNERS after they sent me FALSELY ADVERTISED netting and I requested return – deliberate theft, DO NOT PURCHASE FROM TEMU – computer GRAPHIC DESIGNERS stealing, GRAPHIC DESIGNERS on Pinterest too -incahoots with Temu. 1000. When I was living at Bulga, some girl named Crystal befriended me, she was in relationship with Roberts farmhand. I think I seen her a few times, stalker? I think she bought my fishtank on FB. Her name keeps appearing online where I go; so possible essential oil thief stalker, her boyfriend stealing it for her – possible prostitue? Ah police HELLLOOOO 1001. Pinterest has too many adds now, stealing my good image viewing, plus annoying moving ones. They lost the plot. 1002. Mince meat (blade) is going up for $4 a kg every week, its up to $24 this week – outrageous! 1003. Online tax office form deliberatley hiding, withholding or making too difficult claim, work claims, office claims, small business claims – so, declaring all income easy and straight forward, but unable to put my $1000’s of dollars worth of business claims in - they are stealing from me in changed online procedure. computer nerd IDIOTS. 1004. Clay pot with Amazon Sword $12 1005. Unable to purchase lavender essential oil 1006. Tesslars bulbs sent dogs to distract so I plant calla upside down, plus stole a lilium – they do this distraction for employment, as in “discreditation” as in, she needs surveillance – its bullshit, and purely about making money for STUPID HOONING DOGS. Curse Tesslars, will not be purchasing from them again. Unacceptable CUNT behaviour. STUPID CUNTS 1007. Pervert 1: Matthew Mackenzie, Pervert 2: Caleb Black. These two people were stalking me at my neighbours place, in Herta Lane, 12, the one who steals from me. They was sitting there up there all day yesterday, 13th April, staring down at my house from the hill top like little perverts. The post they made themselves known to me was deleted so I'm naming and shaming them here: fuck off you pathetic losers 1008. One of them snuck in while I was watering, about 930am, they unlocked the back door and left it open, they turned the speed of my sewing machine down. They probably stole something to. 1009. Example of people who buy my seeds: J. WALKER, 8 WALKERS Point Road, WALKERS Point, QLD – as if really wants, they just want to go on this list as jwalker; she insisted I give her tracking number – total thief, trying to make up for items stolen by bimbo, and stealing again in the process. The dogs seem to be doing this weird blonde bimbo thing in regards to winning a car or having to walk. 1010. OMG first time in 12mnths I went into town (23rd April 2026) and did not have police car on my path – QLD police cunts, did they forget? Are the on holidays? Although I did receive a letter the day before from SPER – police dept collecting contracter –{cunts}, stating my dept plan from ticket no 3 is finalised – even though I never had a dept plan with them, as I paid them in full. Stupid police. And since when is following me every time I go any where apart of SPER JOB DESCRIPTION?? They are giving me tickets so they can include me in their daily job description - they are stealing also from all tax payers. It was suggested to me that they were using me to track me for 12 months to see how a motorist, a normal person would react to being tracked because they want to implement tracking all cars and change the way cars are registered; so using me for 12 months in this threatening manner, not paying me plus stealing $1000; these spur government people are disgusting; you will be burning in hell. 1011. Wool fat returned and ¼ bottle ginger and coriander oil stolen from green bottle – it was just after I created my weekly reminder in outlook: green bottle on sore knees. PC Perverts stealing from me. Microsoft. 1012. Bonnie Colleen Pappin bcpappin@gmail.com – this person is communicating with me atm, she has something to do with these thefts April 2026 – she is a thief from 2017, who I think tried to make up for it by purchasing my fabric? And I think she also pretended to be someone named Andrea Timothy Comelli who wanted to be penpals? All dot com people are thieves, all high school people are thieves, and all other women are thieves. (all old men are arsholes). 1013. Microsoft keep rebooting my pc off when I go outside in the am 1014. Sper stole 2nd ticket $500 to test their new payment system – cuntdogs operate their phones 1015. Purslane seed bag missing? Not sure, may have sold all?? 1016. Telstra stealing from me by switching off my m1 modem, so I have to use m2 modem that does not work properly, it keeps rebooting 1017. Ergon $170/ month, up from $70 – they stealing for sure 360. Ipad update- some child at apple delib slowing it down each time as punishment for having old device 361. Idiot sitting in car outside my place beeping car hoon – rack OFF LOOSER- I think returned secatuers then stole them again next day 362. Lendrum part $40AU -Microsoft stole it, trying to blame Pinterest for stealing it; when I upload something for sale on Pinterest, they steal. 1024. Bulgarian lavender from Ebay not lavender and not even pure essential oi -l some sort of watery down liquidy with Bergamo scent 1025. Arshole landlord mowed over my 6yr old Leptospermum brachyandrum, to try to teach me a lesson – re my fish tank – “you did not ask my permission”: NEWSFLASH – I do not have to ask your permission, your just a stupid tree killer – and you puppeteer stupid little rental girls. This is so typical at what stupid old men do: they kill trees, then he came down around here, again, to sheepishly gloat about how much of a “cool” arshole he is (that’s something all men do). 1027. Microsoft not finding words in search, i.e. "French cricket" – 2 words that DO EXSIST side by side (from “AM I LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD”), but search results naught 1028. Coles IT nerds charged me $5 instead of $2 for del – they playing Simon Says – fuck off 1029. Kmart Cunts swapped out my bikini briefs for high cut briefs from the 80s NOT FUNNY BIMBOS 1030. 4 photos of my Fully stocked freezer and fridge at Gin Gin stolen off PC – I had a backup ha ha 1031. Ebay/Amazon couriers refusal to deliver some items to North Qld because too far, like sundried onions;not sure why they don't use Aus Post, same price all over. 1032. google, etsy, ebay search results - THEY ARE ALL STEALING FROM YOU 1033. Molasses, May 2026 from open car port shelf – they are also hanging around and playing bird noises – got to be 3rd borns – stupid mothers overbreeding, not knowing how to raise more than 1 child. But still doing it due to their fat egos. 1034. Sarina Beach and Grass Tree Beach Sugar Cane Rail steeling sleep with their loud trains at night, all night coming and going and TOOTING – waking up the scrub fowl, setting them off at 10:30pm, 12:45pm, 2:52am, and 4:20am on a regular basis. They need to be closed down. Simple. 1036. 6 Ixia bulbs stolen 1037. I think Mt Fothergills is sending it dud seeds to Seed Collection, as they are different than named hydrids? Either that or someone is purchasing hydrids from them, then saving seed and selling on Seed Collection, and ofcourse they do not come true to seed, as they are hydrids. 1038. Plane harassment today re physio charging my savings instead of cc, (or bank) so rent money gone, then eofy $100 sale – weirdos fucking things up then fixing it. Or just $100 extreme amount of money for me sale, at every end of financial year; could anyone if anyone has any ideas why they do this please let me know, I mean all sales are counted at tax time. 1039. Ergon bill stolen out of backup file! So old copies of bills stolen (I still have all of them in my outlook) weird and stupid computer nerd women - I suspect their “smart meter” was inaccurate, as they no longer physically read the meter, they overcharged me by over $40??, plus my meter is at my neighbours place, the landlord – the whole thing wreaks of theft. gone from$115 to $180 today 1040. Shine lawyers: do they work for channel 9? Same amo of sending in fake “fun seekers” 1041. Ravelry refuse to delete my account, my name is associated with them, they still have some of my patterns. They refuse to communicate. 1042. Ebay listing: Eucalyptus caesia – Silver Gungurru Mallee, an Australian Native, competition hackers deleting it 1043. Melaleuca viridiflora photo of recently collected seed – possible planned future theft by pc nerds, channel 7?, deleting evidence before the theft? 1034. items and still counting I have had to spend $1000’s on padlocks, locks, new keys, CCTV…..security features $3000 So that's 962 items, my list to date, I calculated replacement value is about $22000, and these listed, are the ones that I know about. You know I mentioned on my blog that I have a lot of people, women who just yell out apology to me, like they yell out apologies from across the street, or inside a shop, or behind a tree, or just somewhere where I can't actually see who it is who is yelling out “sorry”. This has happens to me multiple times, and I assume, it's a copycat stupid bimbo thief, who stole something from me, then saw me and later realized she is just a stupid bimbo thief, and so apologised without incriminating herself. The coward she is. Quite frankly, my dear, you can shove your apology up your arse; I want compensation. So not only replacement value, for the thief to pay, I want them to pay compensation for torment – torture, stress, anziety and fear. So, at $5000 per incident, that’s $2,795,000.00 Those stupid thieving dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00 Do you have a daughter? - chances are its her, you bimbo mothers who can't raise a child. So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted. 885 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $22000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all us” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT an evil &^(&^()(*(^& son of a *&%(%%$ I believe this is related to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers? I have on my Blog, photos of stolen items with stories about each, but in 2023, (3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty ^&**& on behalf of wix, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as seeing other people happy annoys them. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 548 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS). I want to portray exactly how ANGRY I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it). Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as now 20years later, I’ve got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little more patience and I would be hair free! I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. People are revolting. I hope the guilty dogs get cancer and die. DOGS ARE REALLY STEALING AND HARRASING ME, trying to make me sound crazy. It started in 2006 after I moved back to Gunnedah from a brief period at RMIT in Melbourne (could be my whole class following me about the countryside? – skanky thieving girls, all of them.) Gunnedah Police do nothing, they are hopeless and bought by the female mafia that runs this country. ACTUALLY, UPON FURTHER new recollections, stealing started after I purchased a Recliner at Harvey Norman, the sales girl, along with my sister stole $2200 from me incahoots, because the girl got away with it then, she has continued to follow me around and try to steal from me wherever I go for the last 20 yrs, she has blonde hair, is short and will be now in her forties. So far, the Police at Builyan have been helpful, but basically, they would prefer to believe that I lose things rather than admit that people in their community – their friends (their kids) are stealing. Since making posters/ forum uploads and comments, naming names and generally kicking up a stink, the stealing has been reduced and items returned, but there are items still stolen from me. Stolen item blurb for Flickr If I catch you stealing ‘red handed’, I have 45 years of pent-up anger - you will not stand a chance. Note: since putting stolen items up on flicker, I have had items returned, - months after they were taken (sometimes years) making a big deal about these little things pays off. There are members of the community that have been around awhile and know perfectly well what’s going on, but for some unknown reason to me, will not talk to the police and NAME NAMES. (it’s often the popular and well-liked people who steal and can get away with it, I don't care who you are, how old you are I HAVE ZERO TOLERANCE FOR ANYONE THAT STEALS ) Don't be intimidated when you hear about the catastrophic stories on the news (most lies anyway), little things that affect your day-to-day life are important too. (I love social media; it really is empowering the people). The Police at Miriam Vale, not only do NOTHING about all these stolen items, but they do not take me seriously at all, and do not believe anyone in my area steals! HOPELESS I also will be ‘willing’ the thief to get cancer and die. (Whole huge new cancer ward was built in Tamworth hospital – SEE) Btw, a long side the theft is HARASSMENT. It is just as bad, and causes just as much anger and stress. Every time I go out, I have someone follow me and they often make themselves known by yelling out to me in someway. Like today (update in 2025, I had my stupid dog neighbour {well what do you know, another short blonde}, - she is currently using loud music to try and manipulate me; like I am trying to set up a car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES – so the dogs who follow me DO NOT WANT me to have a car camera – they would be totally busted and HUMILIATED, so they break my camera (it cost me over $500 so far). So, those people following me and harassing me, are contributing to my death via stress ad anger, so in return, I hope they get cancer and die. I have noticed whenever anything is stolen from me, there are often strange animal type noises and once, I saw someone on a motor bike, with audio equipment strapped over chest – playing kookaburra noises in the bushland– what an idiot, I think it was Heath Barwick, skinny legs and no shoes. Like relentless harassment. 24hrs a day harassment by unwanted bullies. I also have a planes that fly over my house and seem to follow me around wherever I go (I have no idea why, I do not know any pilots, but sometimes they would spray pesticides over me and my house). And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at all-girls school, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina, Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (Don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the blonde bullies at bay. (Why are they always blonde?) WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE Also, I started a Flicker group with photos of stolen items. People notice things out and about, you would be surprised. Parents of Australia – you have failed, it is very easy to instil good values in a child. Life is a bitch; I recommend NOT having kids. (I really am a happy person, but I intend to do something about the thefts and harassent) My email is farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com Retailers stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice – btw, I have a clear and precise mental picture of that girl – you are going to have to pay sweetie, big time, watch out short blondie mouse – btw, she looks like the shooters girlfriend, Mark Eveleigh, who is familiar with my farm property, she also worked as checkout chick at the reject shop and stole from me there aswell. But she could be this girl that was my assistant for about 3 days, in a fashion place in Sydney, same look, mousy girl, she gave me a lift one day and charged me $2, very odd, and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole Mambo labels in a sneaky manner, can’t remember her name unfortunately – she may have stolen all my white 500ml coffee mugs? bimbo} But I literally mean following me home and steal from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen and there was very suspicious and dodgy staff who would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, they would plot traps to try and piss me off, so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos (and I have been advised they are on cocaine). Over a 10-year period they stole from my house, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10-year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here. I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dogs) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Actually I have a story about what happened; on my way over to Tamworth, after, I guess it was about 6 years of stealing, I really started complaining to the police about it because I could see I was being victimised and targeted, and it was most definitely a police matter even though the police are too stupid to see or do anything about it. Although after thinking about the whole police situation I have decided it would make sense that they have no idea how passive aggressive people work in these matters. They are only used to dealing with loudmouth drunken troublemakers with violent tendencies. BUT what happened was there was this phenomenon of fake road workers ON MY WAY TO Tamworth (looking back over the years this is been going on ever since I can remember, I think it’s Council who employs ‘unemployed boys’, young men, to give them something to do. They put on these Fluro shirts then stand on the road with witches hats - half the time they are not actually doing any roadworks at all. I once I saw them just standing around doing nothing, another time they were just sweeping the road literally with brooms! Occasionally they actually do roadworks, but often they do it on sections of road that had nothing wrong with it in the first place -so there’s a whole heap of problems going on in Councils related to roadworks) Anyway, so every 3 months or so when I drove over to Tamworth Bunnings, after about 6yrs, roadworkers starting to appear, and I would always get stopped by these fluros - I didn’t notice at the time, but they had an aim, there aim was to get me to stop and look and connect with these road workers who had stopped me – the lollypop man. If I paid no attention to those fluros, as is typical behaviour, I would later come home to discover flashing clocks and items stolen. But if I did look, then I would have nothing stolen that day. So, this is their game. It is a cat and mouse game for them, kind of a punishment with items stolen for being single. And fuck them! I have the right to be single without having any items stolen!! Fuck all the people involved, there was a lot. Including LifeLine in Tamworth (like, one time I was trying on some glasses instore, I get home to find my reading glasses were stolen, I am sure this was related to my trip instore, the radio was on - it is centerlink Jobs provider/ radio related). CUNTS. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts; Honestly most people have absolutely no idea how truly revolting some women are, they are disgusting creatures, especially ones that work in the radio industry where they can remain anonymous. COWARDS. I believe those cunts are still a problem today in 2025 – they tried to poison me at Sarina Mitre 10 with pesticides. I hope you all get cancer and die. I am proud to be single, and who the fuck do you think you are trying to force roadworkers onto me? Having said that about Bunnings Tamworth, I’ve recently noticed while looking back over the years, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers – seems to be the on trend 2015 onwards, “culture” of retailers to try and steal from customers, anyway they can. The culture of thieving retailers. The climate of thieving retailers. The trend of thieving retailers. I will go so far as to say ALL in Gunnedah and Tamworth try to steal from unsuspecting customers. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless not only because they just turn the power off, but in 2020, I am fairly certain they have new technology to hack cctv and remove footage of any saved video including one your watching playback?-I’m not sure how they would possibly do that, but I witnessed it, footage there one minute gone the next. I believe they can do it with the underlying mission being “we want to protect all stupid bimbos, even if they steal from you Emily” - computer nerds being stupid computer nerds. But now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy, so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out, and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or even hanging the washing: cameras have to be on (aswell as while I am in the shower on shampoo day). As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country? So many people who steal from me, it’s so ludicrous. But then in 2025 they started hacking my devices: iphone footage deleted, Tapo security camera images appearing in photos without me doing it – they get hacked all the time – a hobby of young men; hacking womens devices and home security cameras – never put a camera in bathroom area or bedroom or anywhere else considered very private. It is so obvious that this country has got some major educational problems, which create rebellious people who steal, and think that it’s perfectly normal and okay to steal from somebody, especially when they’re not looking. Like what do I have to do to get bimbo mothers and school teachers to wake up and start doing things the right way rather than the wrong way? Anyway, I recommend not having kids. It was either Coles or Woolworths (my chosen grocery providers) who heard about what was going on with all the stealing from retailers. Their advice was to only shop at Woolworths and Coles, because anyway food is the most important thing, especially if you’re low income like me, so that is fairly good advice, although it still shouldn’t be happening (but like Coles and Woollies are innocent, I am constantly having problems with them both, their IT nerds are always removing my products from my cart, aswell as stating “out of stock” when I know they have some in stock at the local, other things too… they are mongrels. I have noted over the years, well, I first noticed it when I went food shopping after I moved up from Sydney to the farm, and no money at all; I started to notice in the supermarket, things that were on my list, started to be on special with a yellow tag. I also noticed at Rangari, when I needed certain plants, food plants, as I was building my garden, I suddenly was able to find them online. There’s a few other things as well over the years. And while those things certainly were good, and helpful at the time, but, due to a few other negative things that I suspect those “helpful” people were involved with, mainly, including thefts, in particular food thefts, I would just like to say now to those people; if you think you’re going to get some sort of praise and gratefulness from me, you are greatly mistaken, you little fucking COWARDS. To do these things anonymously, does not speak highly about you and your character at all; you are a weakling, and you involved yourself in my life, without my knowledge, permission or even my request, you did it on your own power tripping conscience. So, if you think I owe you anything, think again you stupid little dogs, I do not owe you a goddam thing. And it’s not like now I suddenly have lots of money – you bimbo idiots. Of course, I suspect my neighbours even here have something to do with it still. The guy’s name is David Hooker, he built this house, my house (Cates house), he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see, there are some holes. However, I know my landlord is a bit of a bully, and has certain female tendencies that will create problems in such a build. But why he has to take out his annoyance with her out on me, tells you a lot about this person. And I suspect he or someone in that house, his son, daughter or wife, Sharon Millet, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as David Hooker or someone in that house part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since, again, it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal and be naughty (the way they were raised, a bad and hopeless mother. Actually, I suspect all these thieving problems are landlord related, although as a renter all my adult life I really have no comparison. But before I started renting, I didn’t have any issues with theft. No one stole anything. So, I can only assume it’s landlord related, and yes, I totally agree with the current flavour of the month Tom Cashman, who requested a reference from the landlord after his application for a rental had been approved by the real-estate girl. Apparently, the rental girl got back to him and revoked the application, said ‘you’re no longer approved’ - silly tool of a little bimbo Real Estate girl. Wake up sleeping beauties. I mean I could really write pages and pages and pages of antics that landlords get up to (and have done so, later in my Life Stories) most, are absolutely disgusting people who have, when it comes to their tenant, no morals, empathy, or respect for at all. I mean actually this is such a huge and obvious problem that it’s any wonder the government hasn’t actually done something about this. I know the current laws really favour the landlord and do not favour the tenant at all, aside from the basic stuff, like you can’t just kick a tenant out if they have a lease. But you know there’s really nothing stated in the laws how landlords must not steal from their tenants, I mean they omit that basic stuff - you actually have to S-P-E-L-L it out. YOU CAN’T GO ROUND THERE WHEN THEY ARE NOT HOME! There are no laws about how landlords must not use their tenancies as personal power tripping PUNCHING BAGS. I really could go on and on about how fucked landlords are, and how they use their position of power to ‘lord’ over a tenant. And how, if they can’t, such as in my case, then they ask you to leave, because really all they want is someone they can ‘boss around’ and control – truly I have encountered landlords just like this – they are literally insane. (I do believe this ‘control’ issue, and no respect for others, is a mental health issue) And young Real Estate girls who are usually in charge of rentals, are the very worst, they are often used as ‘tools’ by landlords because they are young and naive. It’s like they are still in school girl mode, but now consider themselves the teacher lording over a tenant, even ones 3 times her age. And their need for multiple references, from sometimes, people who lie steal and cheat is just plain stupid. You want to know something about me ASK ME. Btw, I am an excellent tenant, keep the place clean and tidy, always pay my rent, just don't come around here to try to order me about - you will not like the response, I am not the mouse. Some nerve landlords have. With all this persecution that goes on, apparently, it’s much worse if you have an arshole father, who has done the wrong thing by people - they later seek revenge on his kids. Lucky my dad was a ‘jolly’ type person! to everyone! (Although I am not 100% sure he fully understand his role has a husband; and that women need protection in life, (I am talking about not only protection from ‘bad’ people, but also on a spiritual level, there is intangible stuff that goes on – dad did not even understand the dangers of public transport for young women). Most often it’s the protection of just being present. But he did have a very strong work ethic, was responsible and wanted to be a good provider, he went to work every day, rain hail or shine. When my mother got sick, he was able to take all his accumulated sick days, over his whole career, (he had not taken ANY), and use them to look after mum, he had about 18 months’ worth or something like that - that’s what happens when you work for the government - in the public sector -you think you can do that in the private sector? ah ah! Although I recall visiting his office a few months before he retired and there was a television set up, and no one there working – so I am not sure exactly how much work went on there towards the end - after dad left the whole place closed down and was relocated to Orange! But as someone who worked in the private sector for 10 years – it was completely different. My work place was often “frantic” getting deadlines completed. And like I have mentioned, only 1 company I worked for paid my super, there are no pensions and or benefits for workers in the private sector of the fashion industry, compared to government job. Plus, I see local councilworkers just sitting down in the park near the beach all the time – I bet they have no idea how lucky they have it. But if Dad is guilty of anything it’s simply not paying attention. I have noticed a lot of people do not know how to pay attention. Also, I am certain that he used to drink, aside from social reasons, but in order to punish his family, because it wasn’t going quite the way he wanted - even though he never complained, I don’t think I can recall him whingeing about anything ever, actually. He was not a drunk, but he fully embraced the bear culture. A culture which I will never understand, and I consider weakness (patheticness). (This paragraph is a rewrite; the original was deleted too) And by the way, apparently the same thing happened to me at school involving sports, happened to dad when he was at school, Newington - it’s quite extraordinary how, what happens to your parents happens to you - that’s why it’s important to talk with them or your kids about your life what you’ve been through, so the bad stuff doesn't keep happening. Just thought of something bad to say about me – I am hopeless at flexibility, as in gymnastics - I recall as a 9yr child, we had a gym - the town has spent a huge fortune on the local gym and equipment - was a political thing. I’m pretty sure I much would’ve preferred to go dancing, but anyway, at gym, I was completely hopeless - I mean completely, could not even touch my toes. I don’t know how I could possibly be so bad at it, I had a small petite frame, alike many good gymnasts. We had ‘cards’ we had to pass, and myself and one other little girl, Elizabeth Donnelly, we just couldn’t do it!! All the other little girls past 1,2 and 3 within three weeks, but by the end of the year Elizabeth and I, still hadn’t passed card 2! We got stuck on the bend back! Elizabeth had a big frame (not fat in anyway) but you could understand why it may have been difficulty for her, but not me, just couldn’t do it. J I also tried to play the drums at boarding school - completely hopeless - absolutely no skills in this area whatsoever. I thought of another area of weakness – my facial recognition skills are not crash hot, pretty much my whole life without being able to recognise people, however I can often recognise someone by their whole silhouette, particularly if they don't change their hair, so their height, and the way they walk. But face, not really, I don't think I'd even recognise my face, if I saw me walking down the street! AND - why would you push a child to do something that they obviously have no ability to do? Elizabeth and I spent a whole year hop-popping about in gym, trying to do something that we couldn’t do - it was ridiculous, and a total waste of our time, and has probably impacted my general outlook on life, hop-popping around is fine! But you know what, I recall meeting one of my childhood friends, in gym. It was one Saturday morning; all the girls were seated on the ‘new’ gym mat that covered the whole floor. This girl ended up sitting next to me, and the topic amongst the little girls, came up of adoption, and Anne, her name, announced that she was adopted, and I thought she was lying because we just had been talking about it, could not be a coincidence, I didn’t believe her at all - I was very sceptical, I’m not entirely sure why as a young nine-year-old, I was so sceptical? So, she insisted that I asked her mother, and I’m like OK. So, after gym she took me out to the carpark, to meet her mother, we had the discussion through the car window, and indeed it was true, she was adopted, and that was the beginning of a friendship between Anne and myself, plus I did get to know her mother quite well after spending many hours at Annes place playing. Plus, Annes parents became good friends with my parents – many BBQ Chickens together too! Anne and I did have a lot of fun, they nicknamed us the Giggling Gerties! But I do recall Anne was a bit of a nazi; I wasn’t allowed to touch anything on her dressing table or any of her toys in her room! they all had to stay in their perfect place lol! J Someone told me that I was a bit of a nazi to (as if), and in fact, that together we must’ve been a direct reincarnation from old Germany, which would explain why we spent our whole childhood giggling our heads off, as we were no longer nazis but now little girls! Lol (it was the funniest thing I had ever heard!). 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women are completely different around men, they suddenly adopt this, you know, totally sweet eyelash battering persona, whereas on my own, with no men to watch - revolting vulgar thieving bitches Life Stories P18 1. Insights Antics, and Sleep Torture Story Some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with common sense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. There was also some stupid woman on SBS, I think she may have been a doctor, who was telling everyone, that the reason (I personally) could not sleep (it must have been the time I saw Dr Nadia, if you read that in my Dr stories, re stress from police). So, she was telling everyone, the reason I could not sleep was because I had Alzheimer’s. And it was not because I had stupid bitch neighbours waking me up, at all – {literally my neighbours were waking me every night, some IDIOT was paying them to do it, I think it was a form of sleep torture.} It had something to do with EVIL BITCHES who work at channel 7? Egging them on? I am not sure if it was still Heath Barwick, as when I went over there, there were always some girls there? So, those twits on SBS, they too started waking me up every night – get this, incase I needed to go to the loo, because obviously I was a drunk. CAN YOU BELIEVE the revolting stupidity I am surrounded by? They started waking me in 2015 and THEY STILL do it. Just today, as I write this angry pissed off piece of blog, I literally saw stupid bitches drive into my unit at 350am and just sit outside, and when I got up and went outside, they drove off. OMG, fuck off you pathetic COWARDS. That is harassment and bullying 101. And ofcourse when I get waken at a time like 350am, I do not just fall back to sleep, it takes me about 1 ½ hrs to fall back to sleep, (this is typical for me, always has been, not that I have often before being awaken, actually before 2015, pretty much 7rs every night, uninterrupted). But at 530 – 6am, is just the time I ought to be waking up, that’s a good time to get up, I have pre-determined. So, STUPID FUCKING WOMEN, OMG, could I put it more plainly; I do not have Alzheimer’s, I do not need to go to the loo, and I certainly do need sleep torture. And, I still do not drink. I think those women literally need a smack in the head with a baseball bat so they get this message – FUCK OFF all the time. So, I think someone is paying them to wake me up, which is why they lie and say I need waking; as they want to still get paid and have a cushy job of doing fuck all, except making a loud noise at 350am. Who they hell can I complain to about this? Police can’t do anything; maybe it is the police doing this wake ups?? Since I called them multiple times back in Gunnedah about the thefts (which they also did not thing about). Maybe I will send this photo story to my local polly, maybe they can do something about it. I have come to the opinion that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS Insight thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I did not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school? Her sister was in my year, and I do not believe we were enemies? 2. Whenever I make phone call to determine price, I get ripped off Advertised in Mackay Council tourist brochure for $200, but when I called; “5-minute helicopter trip off the coast of Queensland from Mackay to Keswick Island quoted price at $2840” return with no waiting. However, if I were to have a day trip, it would be the same price, only an additional $606 per hour of waiting time, would be applied!! Can you believe that? Some cocky pilot wants me to pay them $606/hr to wait on a beautiful tropical island for a few hrs! I assume there are a whole bunch of billionaire helicopter pilots roaming Queensland, or no one actually takes a helicopter anywhere, aside from politicians who love to wrought travel expenses. (Auriga Aviation – although they change their name all the time, and advertise themselves in slightly different locations up here – but it is all the same 1 local Mackay company). I’m pretty sure we are in need of some competition when it comes to helicopter trips off the coast of Queensland - to the islands. Am I the only person that gets seasick? By the way, a seaplane cost $1200 for 3 people, provided none of them are overweight. $99/hr wait time. (Horizon Planes Mackay) All the people I spoke to inquiry about these quotes were female. I can’t remember the last time I made a phone call and spoke to someone who was genuine. 3. Hooning Farmer Police This is what happens on a road just out of town, one that has hooning farming driving in and out of town; careless and thoughtless farmers. There has also been dead cats and birds. Plus, they are thieves. The game of thieving by the stupids. This is directly related to me, as I have “hoons” who harass me in particular, they follow me around, hoon outside my home. Metaphysical world related (that has nothing to do with me). And those people, not only steal from me if they see an opportunity, like when I went down the back and forgot to lock the door, but they kill 100’s if not 1000’s of wildlife in the process of their “wannabe in control” hooning, over all these years. They are a menace to me and to mother-nature. WATCH OUT, what goes around comes around. And why the hell does the police not do anything about these stalkers? And no stupid police, I am not talking about catching speeders. YOU IDIOTS. I’m talking about people who drive around aimlessly – bored people who like to drive; they drive around and around on the streets – like territorial dogs. They are people who drive cars and steal, opportunists – dogs looking for opportunities to amuse themselves either from annoying the crap out of a woman, following/stalking or stealing something – usually there’s no speeding in such cases. I remember at Rangari, when I had my trailer on the back, I especially had people follow me - in the hopes that something with fall off my trailer, and they would be able to get it. {Pretty sure that was Emma Finylason, Heath Barwick and Shannon Bree – friends of my little brothers}, but who knows? And I remember when I used to drive down in Sydney, all around infact, and on a regular basis, there was a network of car people who know exactly what the police were doing, and where the police were at all times. They would do signs. (That explains why I had a cop; plain clothes block the speed trap at Mackay 2026; they were talking about it in the Mackay police watch Facebook group – those police are thieves plain and simple. This is maybe why there are car hoons who do signs about the police. Stupid police. Maybe it is the police stealing from me all these years too? Opportunists plain clothes retarded 3rd born police? Tyrannical overcontrolling behaviour equals rebellion plain and simple. STUPID POLICE. Being unable to walk, and having back contortions, not being able to do much of anything, I find myself watching many autobiographies and movies about people in their lives, and I noted that all the really good movies that I enjoy - there’s NO CAR HOONS in them. None. So, I'm wondering if those people do not have car hoons in their life? Are they not familiar with what I'm talking about here, or are they just ignoring all the car hoons? Omitting the ugliness of society from the story of their life? Pretending they don't exist? As car hoons are such a blight and a big part of my life - I really want to know? Maybe ridiculous car hoons are just an Australian thing, I mean I'm certainly sure you wouldn't catch the Norwegian young adults (female just as bad as male) acting in such a manner. Australians are primitive, unsophisticated and uncivilized. {I had a bit here about traditional games Norwegian young country men do, I saw this documentary, it all looked very healthy. Although I can’t remember what it was they actually did, river jumping or something… I wrote about it, but, gone, so I googled it, and nothing – so that documentary may have been total BS , and they got some hacker to steal the writing? Weird. Not so wholesome. I discovered that Norway is one of the most affluent countries in the world. I decided to find out why from the outset it just looks like a whole bunch of green fields! I discovered Norway struck gold with a discovery of oil in their ocean, and instead of spending it all, madly like by cutting taxes, they didn’t, but decided to invest the money, particularly in projects outside Norway, in case the oil runs dry they can draw on their investments. This was the 70s. They are now pretty much set for life and will not need to worry about money, and are doing all sorts of wonderful things. They invest in education and dealing with social problems; with a big chunk being given to welfare which I found very interesting because I bet Norway doesn’t have a whole bunch of bogans hooning around. Car hoons been total nuisance buggers. Or perhaps they had an immigration tactic like the UK; sending all the bogan Norwegians elsewhere back in the 70’s and 80’s! lol} Car hoons: Constant incessant problem for me, for years and years. Still, as I update this at 2am May 2026 - car hoons driving back and forth outside..... Do they have something preventing them of thinking of something to do with their lives instead of driving around town aimlessly? Perhaps no one has told them it’s up to them to think of something to do, to occupy their time, something to entertain themselves with, or to amuse themselves….. so, they don’t drive around, aimlessly, annoying people and being a total nuisance, {plus polluting the air}. No one is going to stop you and put you ‘on track’ – it’s up to you bimbo car hoons to do it. Stop expecting someone to SAVE you. Same with dirt bikers. I recall Radio National talking one day, - oh no, actually, it was an ad I saw on telly; and 2 girls were making fun of a car hoon as it revved by, - they were using their little pinkie finger to do so (!) well I’m sure I don’t have to spell it out, but they were implying ‘no virility’. This was the first time I have ever seen anyone say anything derogatory about the wretched nuisance car hoons. At least someone was trying to combat the nuisance and absurd polluting mongrels. All other Australians seem to ignore them! (Oh, except for someone who called the police when the nuisance motorbikers were tearing around near the beach, and on the beach. Hooray). Today, nearing age 50, I think I need to do a special blurb about car hoons and how awful they are. How much of a blight they are on society, how much pollution they expel from their cars, how much noise pollution they create, how annoying that car hoon sound is, and what pesty behaviour they are. Car revving, OMG, rack off. Car beeping, rack off. Car stalking, RACK OFF. They are a real problem. It is them who destroys the atmosphere, not just the air, but the vibes of the whole community. They add dirty, loud, obnoxious, juvenile rebellious, and create boisterous vibes. THE OPPOSITE OF CIVILISED LIVING. They are total villains, I am amazed nobody does anything about them, nobody meaning, mainly the police, but also there must be people in Council’s for instance, who know who the hoons are, and can do something about it on a community level. But they do NOTHING. Just because they are not yelling, swearing or urinating in public, does not mean that they are not a public nuisance. This applies to motor bikers too. Especially kids on dirt tracks near national parks, or bush of any sort. If I had it my way, I would be lining up an assassinator on their arses. This is not the 80s and 90s any more. There’s no excuse for car hoons, so bugger off and grow up. Yes it’s true, you really are little boys. I believe a psychiatrist have a syndrome to describe them: “the Peter Pan complex” that is just people who refuse to grow up and be responsible, they still want to be like they were as a child, (this is due to their mother of course, the mother has mucked them up so badly that they are traumatised into having this mental health problem). I do believe the ‘Peter Pan’s could address the issue if they wanted: they don't have to be stuck as ‘Peter Pan’, they could honour their family, by self-help and becoming aware of who you really are, and who you're meant to be. But since they don't like their mother, they refuse to do it. A never-ending cycle of motoring mental illness. Plus, I have seen old men encouraging this Peter Pan complex in young men. Like, trying to justify their own dysfunction. “Keep riding go on” – they give them dirtbikes to ride. Also, I do believe this is kind of issue is related to back in the 80s when men didn’t want women working alongside them in factories, because they were so scared, that they would have to act ‘proper’, if there were women around. It’s exactly the same thing. Although I believe there are female car hoons, who suffer from the same issue. I guess that those ones must be extra stupid, as they haven’t worked out the root of their motives. Female Car Hoons more stupid than male car hoons. Herd the expression "Hootin' Nanny" – old ladies do it too. Oh, also I think this issue is related to female school teachers. I know back in my day a lot of the female teachers have issues with loud boisterous behaviour, and want everyone to be quiet and conservative, so I think these car hoons are rebelling against that, because after all, it is not normal to be quiet and conservative all the time, especially for certain personality types. So yet, another issue that can be blamed on hopeless school teachers. So many issues go back to hopeless school teachers, it is strange how so many people send their kids to schools that have hopeless school teachers. If I had kids, there's not a chance in hell, I would be sending them off to school. BTW, my next-door neighbour on Range rd has started copying the car hoons beeping - she has worked out that if she scrapes her wooden chair on the floor just so, it sounds like a car horn; so, she has started beeping at pertinent moments. Stupidity. Rack off. And btw, the first 3mnths of living at the new location, nothing was stolen, but after my neighbors left, and she moved in (Danielle Wilson), that’s when the thieving started. Females thieves are the worst. She also pushed my tile collage that was in between our units over, broke it, plus stole a mango from the plant table right next to it, pretty sure it was her, but did not see it happen, although the old man from further down pushed the ladder onto my car – same manner – whoever was responsible (or in a manner, not responsible) is going to burn in hell. They need a baseball bat to their head - be prepared for the judgement day. THINK YOU STUPID BITCHES. Life can be hell at any given moment. {2026, they still hooning outside my new address, I am fairly certain today, at any rate there was someone sitting on the roadside about 200m from my house, just revving their car, waiting for me to go outside, and as soon as I did, they took off. Idiot. And hey stupid police – no speeding. (The police steal via fake speeding tickets, they steal from me, I am not sure if they steal from other people in this manner - I certainly have not heard anybody complaining about it – like they should if it happens to them. All the time I lived at Rangari, no speeding tickets, suddenly in QLD, 3}. Not only do I have criminals who target me, I have stupid police who target me – this proves how corrupt the QLD police are. Oh, and this is also related to all the dead animals that I see on the side of the road; it's not that there are huge amounts of wildlife here, but those car hoons (possibly the wannabe police) collect dead wildlife, then place them on my road infront of me, SO I SEE THEM. This has been going on for quite some time, years. I have written about it before but nothing was done so I guess I should've just mention it again. These revolting people literally are killing wildlife and then placing them on my road for me to see the dead wildlife. Aside from them being totally sick in the head, it is possibly along the same lines as some stupid bitch went and got smashed up cars from car accidents, and started putting them on my road, in my path, SO I WOULD SEE THEM. - Like using me to try and control the whole of the community who speed. Fuck off you stupid try hard brain washed 1994 wanna-be good civilians - you are fucking evil and you deserve a bullet to the ear. If you want to use me in this manner then YOU HAVE TO PAY ME – instead of steal from me. STUPIDS. I saw a wombat in captivity on fb, the other day, and felt that it was bored out of its brains, behaving quite strangely, and made the comment so, including ‘I've never seen a wombat in the wild, I've only seen dead wombats on the side of the road, due to the idiots that follow me around and speed ahead of me trying to be in control of the situation’. I should add here – those wombats were “posed” along the side of the road. POSED in upright positions. And as I write this, another placed dead kangaroo at the Campwin Beach turn off. (Later in 2026: Last 2 trips down to the mail box – no dead kangaroo on the side of the road, first time ever in years. Not sure what’s going on there, as there still most definatly is SAME nasty dog bitch trying to sabotage me when I drive into Sarina. WILL NOT BE RETURNING as much as I can help it, they literally are trying to kill me (with bad food, meat), then come out to my house and beep. See what happens when you try to do something about the nuisance people, the criminals, the hopeless. They try to kill you. Well, not going to stop writing my BLOG you little criminals. And it’s not like Sarina actually has anything good to offer, so no love lost there. Your loss (you probably are not even aware about why it is your loss, idiots.) But I’m sure the dead kangaroos will be back next trip anyway. PREDICTABLE evil. Butcher PREDICTABLE evil. Oh, that reminds me, if you read my blog you will know I have had a lot of kangaroo meat stolen out of my freezer, but since all my cats have died now, I no longer purchase it – and I am fairly certain I saw an add on FB with some woman winging about cat food – HA she can’t steal mine anymore HA HA HA. {Another 2 trips down to the mail box and still no dead animals by the side of the road!!} also, there is someone in a white single cab Toyota Hilux who follows me around- they hoon, all the time. Pretty sure it is female, and could be a cop, they are really arrogant. Possibly she is same person who is putting on cat videos on YouTube atm, and showing people being cruel to animals. Pure evil. Not entirely sure why following me – it is like they are a stray dog following a stranger home. Maybe the cunt using me with dead animals, smashed up cars, and now animal cruelty. I sometimes catch their car in my car cam or body cam. Have not got a number plate – that girl is pure evil, trying to be a hero – major mental health problem. Infact I think this was the girl at Mitre 10 Sarina harassing me on the radio when I was in store; she was trying to be tyrannical bitch – targeting me. Pure obsession!! I’ll get her then, those ones that are obsessed are stupid – they fuck up. Sooo obsessed they can’t apply common sense. Maybe it was her who stole my Pension at Gin Gin – stole my back xray??? Last night I could not sleep, (no, you don’t need any money…..) 2am in the morning, I knew there was mail down my drive way in the letterbox, so I thought good a time as any to get it, nice and cool at least – oh guess what suddenly down there – a car hoons. All the time I am harassed by car hoons. How exactly am I meant to get rid off them - set up my own personal spike strips? I don’t see why I have to “get rid of them” I did not invite them” I did not invite them. Stop using me. As yet, the police still haven’t done anything about the multiple cars that harass me. There are certain cars and people that drive up and down outside my house and have been doing it for at least 20 years. I have noticed this year, they seem to coincide with when a movie has ended; suddenly a mad rush of cars drive past my house. And do not ask me why they demonstrate these insane crazy actions, I have no idea. But those people are the ones who also steal from me; any opportunity they can see, they will take it, they are scum not to mention they disturb the peace and pollute the air. I also know there are other people who are aware of the scum, (they work in the entertainment industry), and they too try to get rid of them by, enticing them with Kylie Minogue antics. Until the police do something about those car scum people, that harass me in this constant vile manner, I am always going to assume they are fully incompetent. They are fully incompetent. Clueless too, I bet they don’t even know about the scum who drive up and down and past me in this manner - completely clueless. 4. Brampton Island This is a Google screenshot of what it said when I looked up Brampton Island, just off the coast of Queensland, near Mackay. First, I thought, “purchased by United petroleum”, that can’t be good, thinking they probably just wanted to mine it or something, but after thinking about it, I figure they’re just a rich company that wanted to buy an island; who doesn’t want to own an island for holidays? Plus, if you venture out there, there is nothing stopping anyone from hopping ashore and wandering around. It is beautiful, stunning, magnificent….(summertime swimming only with stinger suits). And, worth way more than $5.9milllion I thought at first, – but I guess there is no power or water on these islands, not to mention, and you know, there are going to be a whole heap of problems if you want to build out there, in obtaining materials (read my automated blind story in “Car Jack stolen out of my car whilst it was parked at the mechanics” – an Australian bogan thing? Plus, every now and then, there are cyclones that wipe anything out that is not “cyclone proof” which means one has to spend money on proper construction, something QLD, is not famous for. So, then I was thinking, I noticed around about 2000 – 2010, there was quite a lot of closures of holiday resorts in QLD. Aside from cyclones, I personally believe this is due to the Internet, because now we can see where we want to go, we can find images of places we want to see, we can totally investigate what we want out of our holidays. Whereas before, we didn’t have any, or limited information, we could only take the word of the travel agency, and the travel agency, together with the hotels, were in the business of making money, so in my inkling feeling, there is a difference in reality, and of what you previously saw in the shiny brochure that tempted you in the first place. Well, as I don’t know, I can only guess! So, another excellent thing coming about, due to the internet and social interaction online - travel shonks are exposed. And while I’m at it, I add, there are quite a few (heaps) of islands off the coast of Queensland, and they are all stunning and highly desirable places, and mostly so far uninhabited. (I do find it a little strange, that the most desirable places are uninhabited – what? are you all opposed to living in desirable locations? preferring the overcrowded suburbia?). There are a few resorts on some of them, but there seems to be in an area of adequacy, and that is transport to the islands, it’s like some of the owners thought, “oh wow what a beautiful spot we could easily open up at little hotel here, many people would come, it’s so gorgeous”, but they hadn’t given any thought to how people are actually going to get there, a lot of them have outsourced the transport, and those companies don’t have any incentives to get a lot of tourists staying at the resort, and are unreliable, so they charge an arm and a leg. Like if you book a week’s stay at an island resort, then you have also then had to look for transport out there. It seems to me, that the resort ought to be arranging transport from the nearest centre, not the tourists! And, factor in seasick people. Anyway, I would love to live on a secluded island, if anyone needs a caretaker, please let me know, there does not seem to be any adds for one, anywhere! 5. Gardeners have been Dazzling me for Years I am not a keen traveller, I haven’t really ventured anywhere too scenic, (read my “Travelled Twice in 30 years” photo story on page A.) I did however use to catch the train to and from Sydney for holidays whilst I was studying in Hornsby. And what reminded me of this 1 trip, was, that now I spend a bit of time on Pinterest, and see all these amazing places, “spots”, and also people‘s wonderful ideas they have for their backyards / street fronts, - just a vast array of really wonderful interesting things /ideas that people have come up with, to decorate their lives. I think back to those times when I caught the 5hr train trip to Sydney, starring out the window into people’s back yards, and I don’t recall seeing really anything of great interest! It seems Australians have sidestepped the whole ‘creating an interesting space’ for themselves, when it comes to gardens and backyards – well the ones that live along the train lines at any rate. However, I do recall a flash of colour once; I was “squared” into my chair after 4hrs, or so, head slumped on my hand, staring out the window, staring at all the sparsely spaced gums go by, with their dull hue, seemingly every roadside verge and new paddock looking the same as the last, and all whizzing past. Then, and I literally only had 2 seconds to take it all in, but in the mist of all of the sparsely spaced dry gums with their ashen mood, suddenly a large luminously red object dazzled by; it was a clearing in the gums, with a house , and the whole thing was covered in that wonderful exotic Parthenocissus - ‘Boston Ivy’! It was an autumnal flash moment, of red brilliance! Quite memorable. 6. The Professional Bikie -Harley Davidson One time I was driving down to Sydney from Gunnedah, via the back old scenic highway. I was probably about four hours into my trip and thought I should probably do a bathroom stop should I come upon such a place. Then I came up to what looked like a big restaurant, and there’s a whole heap of bikes, about 50 Harley Davidsons parked outside. So, I thought, well, I’m not busting, so I’ll just pass that one, hold it until the next opportunity. An hour later another rest stop came up, there weren’t many cars parked there, and by then I was kind of busting. So, I stopped, but as I started walking to the rest rooms, I was suddenly inundated by Bikie‘s, they were suddenly everywhere, I am not entirely sure where they came from either! So, to get to the bathroom, I had to kind of weave in and out all these really tall ’geared up’ bikie people! There were dozens of them, and all very tall. I got a close-up look at all of them actually, and they were all basically well-dressed men, middle-aged, it was obvious that they were ‘professionals’ who were out enjoying the weekend, going for a ride. So, I kind of cringe now whenever I hear stories on the news about the ‘bad bikie gangs’. When really, they are good citizens just out to enjoy their weekends on a good bike, in the bright sunshine. Those news people just want to make everyone afraid of Bikies! And, it works; Bikie below is my neighbour (72-year-old man – retired rodeo horse man, and SS driver). He tells me, if he stops, he sometimes gets verbally attacked by other men; the police told him, it’s because of the bike, people assume he is a BADIE. So silly, news people ought to be ashamed of themselves. And it reminds me of my persecutors “banning me” from all social media’s, because they are trying to make me the bad guy – it’s the same thing. There is a real social problem in regards to this world wide – and it is definatly television story related, with heroes and villains. Superman related. I should add, that bike does smell when running, it burns up a lot of fuel, and Bikie types may not notice it. Also, my neighbour is still living there after he told me he was moving, so he is a liar. Bad. There is no point in talking to a liar now is there. I bet bloody obsessed stalker psycho Miss Goldman (house mistress from school), had something to do with going and getting all of those Bikie‘s, to get in my way - what a little bitch. 7. Zam Car Harrassing Me There’s something deeply disturbing about ordering online from Kmart. I believe they have dogs online there that sabotage my order. They make things unavailable at checkout, but they also seem to not stock online, the same products that they have in store, and or they vary in quality. The dogs are at online Kmart. So, anyway, I believe this person above, that car owner , as the bimbo dog who was standing by the car, skedaddled as soon as I took my camera out, has something to do with it. I’ve had this kind of problem with this numberplate before over many years, unfortunately this is only the first time I’ve got a photo of the numberplate. ZAM – easy to remember. So, I have no idea why I have dogs harassing me, sabotaging me and following me when I go shopping (for years and years), but they do, and this is one of them, the girl standing there was short and skinny. She was standing there staring at me, so to any onlookers, it appeared nothing was happening, and they weren’t actually doing anything; THIS IS EXTREME HARRASMENT going on here. Oblivious police. Certainly, I could not complain to police “oh there is some girl staring at me with the same number plate” – they would not consider this harassment, they would not be able to see it, over all the years, in different locations. BUT I know that is not the truth of what was going on in this situation. This person is guilty as hell OF HARRASMENT, possibly theft, and should be in jail. So I know now it is ‘shopping related’, possibly some chain store owner owns a chain of cars with the zam number plates, and is trying to steal from me by overcharging?? 8. Thefts to state “I’m watching you” – a predator DOG statement For some reason, there seems to be an element of people, like a network of people. Maybe a gang or cult of people, {at first, it was only a select group of people in the television world, but now I have my neighbours who copy them, and all the other stupid little dogs in the television world who copy them}. They try to make me feel like I’m being watched all the time, like constantly for every second. Or to try to make me sound paranoid. I strongly suspect, NEGS old girls are responsible for this misconduct. For instance, if I’m in in the middle of doing something creative, creative especially, and not thinking about anybody or anything else, I’m just in my own element, ‘in the zone’, then they like to interject usually verbally, at those times, especially, to tell me that they’re still watching. This has been something that has been going on for at least 20 years in my life. I am not paranoid. Actually, quite the opposite, considering. But having to describe what happens in my life, the very act of describing what they do; makes me sound paranoid. 100% passive aggressive bitches. I have mentioned people constantly follow me too, even though I have talked about this on my blog, they still persist. Like last month I treated myself to a day trip, snorkelling, and guess who was on the boat watching me, the dogs, there was this one girl, she looked like an old NEGS girl, who specifically, at one point was standing in front of me, doing signs. I’m not going to get into what she was saying?- something about her stealing all the seasick tablets? Also, I don’t know if it was her, or the hosts on the boat, but I brought a tab of ibuprofen just in case, and it happened to be a brand-new tab, but when I got home and unpacked my BIG bag, there were 3 tablets missing from that brand-new tab. Now this is really typical of dogs, it is a part of still saying “I am still perving on you”. There was certainly no one on that boat that I knew. I have found whenever there are dogs around, something of mine is stolen - it doesn’t matter what it is, valuable or not, just as long as they can tell me that they’re watching me, and they’re stealing from me – and trying to powertrip over me. It sounds like older school-girl bullies doesn’t it? The thing is, when I was at school I don’t recall any older bullies, maybe 1 or 2, but nothing along the lines of what I now experience – nearing 50 years old. Plus at the end of the trip, that girl and her man were suddenly standing behind me, so there was some weird thing about taking the skinsuits back to the shop – they did not. They wanted me to see them, in their old Mackay Air Con van. FUCK OFF. Also, I noticed after such occurances, there seem to be others or the same (?) who want me to “smile”, as in “forget” about the great injustice that has just happened, and be “positive” - OMG opression101. I would like to know why these women have nothing else better to do than obsess with what I’m doing? How could someone be so empty inside, that all they can do is obsess about a complete stranger? -or at any rate, possible someone that they went to school with, someone younger?? Why would they think I cared what they were doing? Guess what you big ego heads I DON’T, but bugger off out of my life – stop harassing me you utter COWARDS, (WHO KEEP YOURSELVES UNKNOWN). I would like to tell you BIMBOS, from now on, for every second of every minute of every hour of every day, I’ll be telling you to fuck off. You know, I think this goes back to school days when the school teacher is telling them to pay attention, so for a certain personality type, it gets jammed into their head, and now these people want to prove to the world, about how much they pay attention - sickos, raising sickos. 9. A Sydney Street taking ‘Public Gardening’ On - Well Done to Them I couldn’t believe this street when I turned into it on google maps. A whole huge section of this long Street has been planted with these very well manicured trees, that have been clipped and pruned into tight rather largeish cone shapes! Extraordinary, and I do wonder who planted them and who maintains them? This street has got to get the monthly $50 award for one of the best streets in Sydney. J Btw, I came across a garden on Google Maps, that I classified as the worst garden in Australia! I took a screenshot and uploaded it to my “Street Stuff” Pins on Pinterest, but somebody deleted it! I will not bother finding it again to reupload, as all it showed, was a front yard full of white pebbles, and that was it – not a blade of plant of any kind! But I want to say, my personal theory as to why some people do not garden, is because they don’t receive credit for it. I mean sometimes it takes 50 years before a garden reaches maturity. So, it’s not because they don’t have enough money or ambition in life - it’s because they have big vain egos and want to be ‘pat’ on the head like a 3rd grader!! J - which ofcourse no one is going to do unless your garden is somehow extra spectacular, but even then, probably not. Lol Researching plants; So, it’s Temperate, Tropical, Subtropical, Cool climate and Cold climate. Don’t know why those Americans make it so complicated with all their zones and numbers! Got to apply the KISS Principal whenever you can! 10. ‘Skipping Along’ Car Some people just know how to live! Pink Porsche! what a dream car...however, but, alas, I could not own or drive one of these cars, as this situation, is what I would term as a 'skipping along' car. By 'skipping along' car, I mean, there is a phenomena, that if a certain type of person sees someone who is happily and merrily skipping along, (particularly a woman on her own), then they automatically go out of their way, to put something on their path, to trip the happy person up. And this car, exactly falls into the category of skipping along. So, if I were to own such a car, something bad would no doubt ensue. And shame on those tall poppy killers, for this reason, I don’t think anyone (not just me) could own one of these cars in Australia – Australians are just to dysfunctional, too bogany, too JEALOUS due to bimbo mothers breeding multiple kids – so stupid, wakey wakey. I am going to add a little bit: to be jealous of someone is like wanting to “walk in their shoes”, and really, this is in absurd concept. I imagine you would feel so uncomfortable living somebody else’s life, even if it was somebody you deemed had a good life, you would still feel uncomfortable. I suspect it would be uncomfortable x 50,000. You know our bodies are shaped by years and years of how we live our life, so nothing would feel right, your body would be all wonky. You won’t know what to do with yourself….. jealousy is not a real – yet they give in to imaginary feelings!! Jealousy is a sin in the Christian religion. {Is this why some idiot puts dead kangaroos on the rd that I take? (I had here worded ‘skippy killers’ before) Jealous of my triton? And so then steals something of mine?? Geeze, gets a real jealous issue! Photo from daikiridelimon. Tumblr Btw, I do say Australia is too bogan for a car like that, but I believe in South America, or should I say, countries south of America, well, if you had this car there, it would probably just be stolen! They have a reputation of being huge criminal countries who have a high crime rate, and notorious drug problems. Bad luck. 11. Nuisance Dysfunctional People Who Hang Around Me, Beep At Me, And Follow Me I put a video on YouTube of how to do a bias binding, as I was writing the description, I realized there was an issue I have not yet written about on my blog, and that is the issue of fucking arseholes or stupid bitches (I’m not entirely sure who – cowards at any rate) who seem to want to judge everything I do, especially sewing and any sewing related things I do, like patternmaking. And if my technique is not perfect, then those cowards, outside my home, spend a lot of energy telling me what a loser I am. This phenomenon sounds very strange, and a lot of you won’t know what I’m talking about, but I know a lot of you will. They do it, you can hear them easily. I can assure you that this ugly phenomena are true, and I am not suffering from any mental illness. It has been going on for many, many, many, years. And I suspect old NEGS girls has something to do with it, little people, little women. At first this was the case, now every stupid dog wants to copy them. So, I made it clear in my video, that this sewing project is just for me, and my personal use, it is not to be sold in an haute couture boutique, in fact, it’s not to be sold at all, since I pretty much have been banned from any social media outlet. Sabotage. It is unclear why I have these stupid human beings, on my back about these little details. Who do they think they are? I can tell you what they have, and that is a major mental health dysfunction themselves; “Mind your own goddamn business.” I suspect jealousy is the ultimate motivation, the jealousy dysfunction is so big in Australia, they are embarrassing. And if I do my project better than whoever, possibly my neighbour, she feels she loses. So, she throws a tantrum, and gets all the cars in the neighbourhood to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me - a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is stupid, of low character, bad breeding and morally inept. Oh, and before I think one of my neighbours, was going around to my other neighbours (what looks like a shed of some sort, out of sight from my unit, up the hill a bit) and just sit there, for hours, and does this exact thing I am talking about, by beeping her car horn. Fucking nuts, but mainly she is a nuisance, and this falls under the police’s “harassment” law (I bet she’s a 3rd born, or 4th). – Why don’t you lock her up in a mental health unit? That stopped after I posted this, the other things have not. I mentioned this has happened a lot, over many years, not only in my home, but it happened when I was in the work place too, they have obsessive means and ways. This story also reminds me about; these stupid women I have who follow me around and want to ‘beat me’ at whatever I’m doing, so if I’m taking photos, they want to take better photos with a bigger and better camera. Or obviously any sewing projects, or cooking, or cleaning or gardening (lately I’m pretty sure it’s making YouTube videos), just whatever I am doing, they, want to do, whatever I’m doing too, but they try to ‘beat me’ by doing it better, they like to turn every situation into a win or lose situation, even over trivial things that aren’t traditionally, competitive. It’s a bit hard to explain what they do, but they do it, and they’re stupid, this is their stupid game that they play to amuse themselves. I don’t know how else I could possibly combat such stupid women, other than writing about it, as again, they are cowards, and like to remain anonymous. Then on top of that, there are other women out there who see what’s going on, and see some dog do something better (occasionally it happens!), then they think, “oh poor Emily, she must’ve lost, and therefore I will need to send help in the future for her”, and so do send in women to help. It’s just this incredible stupid cycle that goes around and around in circles! Dogs. Extreme harassment. Add to following a woman is a dysfunction, beeping incessantly is a dysfunction. And, a little tip for you, healthy women aren’t into dysfunction. Fuck off all Bimbo women; you know the day to day, things that I do, is not a competition. Unless there’s a start gun at the beginning, and a finish line at the end, it’s not a competition. And I certainly, do not need your help, if I missed a spot, I don’t give a flying fuck, comprehend. (Note, of all the hordes of dogs that they send to so call ‘help me, NONE of them have ever helped where it counts, like cleaning the house or putting cash into my account. Plus, a lot of those so called ‘helpers’ are the ones who steal from me, not only my things, but my ideas, skills and techniques.) Oh, and also, I heard they do this to other people, other artists who have talent, they think they are helping them, by pushing them with critique to be better, it is a known ’thing’ that dogs do. It is a power trip cat and mouse thing, NOT a helpful thing. 1 2 . This is What your Teenage Son Does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS This bloody little shit next door neighbour teenager, used to get into my house at night when I slept, he would take things, upset my cat, and God know what else. This is how he did it; They use a knife to make a small inconspicuous slit in the flyscreen door just above the inside bolt. (Most homes have a flyscreen door in summer, as Australia is too hot to keep the main door shut.) Then they use the knife to insert through the slit, and pull the bolt across, so it becomes unlocked, then can be opened. So, but if a padlock is on the inside bolt (not even locked) then they can’t do it, as the top of the padlock stops the knife from flicking the bolt across. It is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. And if you are not aware that this is what they do, then chances are you will not even have a padlock on the inside. Rental houses have NO security, not one I have lived in, has been properly secure. Its like they pretend this type of thing just doesn’t happen. All teenage sons are sneaky. This kid also followed me to 2 new address’s after I moved (some 100km away), and did the same thing. Like I said, it is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. Especially when they steal the padlocks too. Also, what they do, they sometimes sneak in when I check mail or do something outside, so I am only out of the house for a minute, they sneak in, quick as flash, and take the padlock off or take the rod out of a window, they do it quick, in 23seconds or so, while I am not looking; so, they can later return while I sleep, as I don’t notice the missing rod or lock). Monumental nuisance. So, they still get in and steal, since I put the padlocks on the inside, items have still been stolen, I suspect some thieves have the key, and help themselves when I am out too. Where there’s a will…... Does anyone have any idea about how revolting these little shithead teenagers are? Most people are bloody clueless, I seem to be the only one who knows about these stupid thieving dogs. The local police did nothing, but later made sure I paid a $600 fine for car related ‘police set up’ situation – they are corrupt and have a soft spot for teenage sons. You know, I hope one day I see a bank robbery or something, see the person who did it, by chance know their name and address, then when the police ask me, who did it? I am going to say “well well well! I am not going to tell you, unless you pay me for damages caused to me by the police, in the past” - It would be sooo satisfying!! J 13. No COOL CAR ORNAMENTS due to Single Mothers When I was a fashion student at TAFE, I met another student who was this older woman, with a teenage son. Her son was bad. She lived nearby me at Chatswood. She confessed to me one day, that he used to steal those car logo ornaments from front bonnets, around the Chatswood area in Sydney. She was a single mother. She was an immigrant. Croatian or Romanian, somewhere round there. Different values. But I guess not any more. All the baddies are here now thanks to greed. Greed of politicians and councils who get more money with more people – they short sighted. (They no longer make those cool ornaments, due to this very fact.) Did you hear that - no more car logo ornaments, due to single mothers, raising disrespectful, sons. Could it be any more obvious? or hasn’t anybody made any correlations between single mother sons, and criminal behaviour? I’m sorry to tell you, but single mothers just can’t hack it, when it comes to looking after teenage boys. Clueless. Bimble bimble mothers, just want a ‘baebee’ - they don’t think about the fact that they will grow into individual other people, separate from them, and perhaps most of them don’t really know what men are really like before they get knocked up. They must have this fairytale idea about what men are like. Maybe they think their son will be the exception, because “I shall raise him the way I want, the good way”. Stupid women. (I was going to say Naive women just there, but you know it’s more than naivete, it’s like, not wanting to understand reality. I would go so far as to say a mental illness issue even, mentally stupid.) The above car ornament is a photograph of a scene from a movie “The Highwayman” and this movie has dogs in it. DOGS. In fact, I want to talk about this more, because I’ve noticed a recurring theme whenever there’s dogs in movies; there’s often car associations. Dogs in cars, dogs in brand-new cars, cars with fancy features. (I’ve talked about that before the people who show off new car details to me.) Always accompanied by multiple car beeping. You know, I don’t actually know anybody that works in the car industry. I’m not sure whether the whole industry is comprised of dogs who have socially retarded behaviours, or if it’s just the pushy rude car sales people who have infiltrated the television and movie world TO BRAINWASH CONSUMERS into thinking they need fancy expensive cars, so they think this kind of behaviour is acceptable – I think, they think, they are product placing via creating ‘jealousy competition’. Quite frankly, I don’t know who’s worse; single bimbo mothers, or pushy car sales people, I’m thinking possibility the 2 have combined, to create this revolting 21st-century monster. So, I just want to mention, that up to this point still, I hadn't had anything stolen from me in Sydney. Not that I had much when I was 18, but the people who steal from me, well, it doesn't really matter that I don't have anything much, they steal whatever they can see. If I only have the clothes on my back, then I take my jumper off as I’m hot – they would take it. SCUM. But when I was living at Chatswood, I had moved in as a flatmate to this couple, who had been living there for some years, they were a little older than me, and they had killer dogs in their backyard, literally dogs who were trained to kill intruders. So that could explain why I didn't have anything taken while I lived there! 😁 I recall the first item stolen from me in Sydney happened when I went to Parramatta Centrelink, and it's just kind of progressed from there, getting heaps worse after I moved to Melbourne and encountered all those students at RMIT. But if I recall, when I was friends with this Croatian woman, she sold me a sewing machine that was faulty, an overlocker that did not work at all. she knew it was not working, but said it was her sister who sold it to me - in retrospect I am thinking it was her. Stupidly dishonest. Btw, one time at Chatswood, I forgot my keys, and I tried to venture around the back, as I knew the back door was unlocked; I tried. I got as far as the wire gate on the side, but was met by the killer dogs, who even though they know me, know that I live there, as soon as I put my hand to the gate – such reaction, those dogs would’ve ripped me to shreds, they were so vicious. As I was standing there, staring at them, trying to calm and relax them, I could see they had so much hatred in their eyes, you couldn’t imagine it – no one would have been able to get through to that back yard. Dogs trained by dogs. Oh, and I absolutely have no doubt that whoever made that movie, the car people involved, have stolen from me, because I have used that image above: one thing I've noticed about movie people, they are completely anal about their pictures, and that they are not to be shown anywhere unless they say so. Simon Says. So, a screenshot – the dogs will think that is not ok. When in fact, it is ok to use a screenshot, it is the same law about filming whatever you see in the course of your day, and uploading it to social media. (I have checked with lawyers about this). If they want to make up Rafferty’s rules and steal from people as payment, then that’s their bad karma, they will be going to hell. I'm not stealing anything, I'm not claiming that this movie was my movie, that I took this shot, or I am making any money from it. It's just those people in the industry are completely stupid about this particular issue, it's along the lines of the people who steal from me, they are stupid because they can't figure out how to obtain what they want. Some call them zombies. At one point I heard female computer nerd perverts, were hacking people's computers, in antagonistic retarded manner to “see” what other images were on their computers, what other screenshots, and then stealing from anyone who had a screenshot of anything!! Stupid girls, coming up with excuses to steal, to justify their hacking pervert behaviour. Unlawful. (Btw, I believe there are “bootleggers” so to speak, and HA, you can’t perv on them, as they don’t live in glass house – so HA HA HA TO those stupid hackers, - go the bootleggers – and way to get people to choose a side that encourages movie theft – stop using me you stupid narcassitic dogs. So, while there are many smart people in the movie industry, there are a lot of REALLY STUPID ones. I don't think I've actually mentioned this before, but considering how much theft I have had from stupid actors (I even really don’t want to call them actors, it’s like they are street people: they got just any unemployed person off the street, to read some lines infront of a camera – same as what the Dr’s receptionists did at Gin Gin to make me wait. Bimbo stuff), I think it's worth mentioning right here right now. An industry of stupidity; stop talking to me stop stealing from me you stupid little bored desperado dog leeches. As someone advised me; you don’t need an “education” to work in the television and movie industry. It attracts non thinkers and love-starved attention seekers. And no, I will not be replacing that car ornament screenshot with an image from a “royalty free website”, because this issue needs to be exposed, I'm exposing you too, you little pathetic petty thieving bimbo computer hackers. I have been advised by the “television industry”, that they are have stopped doing single mother placement. Yes, this is actually a thing, the television industry yield a lot of power in society, and they have been encouraging single mothers, all these years. They have also been encouraging adoption of overseas kids, because overseas there is less “care” than there is in Australia, and so there are way more problems overseas. So the wannabee “I’ll save you” people, were trying to get Australian single women to adopt those poverty kids. I'm not sure if they've stopped doing the overseas adoption, but they've definitely stopped product placing single mothers in popular TV shows - so thank goodness for that. Because single mothers cannot do the job properly, it takes ying and yang, not just ying. Most women can't even look after themselves properly let alone a child; without love, without attention, without a discipline: you get a criminal. Mothers: the root of all problems. 14. My Good Flyscreen Door. This fly screen door, I couldn’t resist putting a photo of it on my blog, because I absolutely loved it. I purchased it for $5 at the Gunnedah tip, then restored it, painted it and put some fancy prints on it, plus a catflap. I had it on the Rangari house for the whole 10 years that I lived there. I had it on the next 3 rentals after Rangari. At my last rental, it wouldn’t fit on the door, so it had to stay outside, and in the process got warped and mostly ruined in the Queensland humidity, plus by this stage, I’m getting a little bit too old to be carting things like doors around to every place I have to live, I already have enough little additions that most rentals don’t have, like my induction cooker, benchtop dishwasher, fridge, shade house, multiple storage units, wardrobes, spice rack, proper lights…. For every rental house that I live in, they all require certain additions to be functional; same with furniture. Some furniture pieces’ just don’t fit from one place to the next, and have to be thrown out or stored, plus replaced with one that does fit. It’s a monumental effort and COST to constantly keep having to relocate your home. So, I had to throw this door out and I’m annoyed about it. I need a door like this that has a catflap on it, no rentals have cat flaps, even if cats are allowed. And a lot of rentals don’t even have proper fly screen doors that can be locked. My latest place, there’s no catflap and it’s a nuisance to have to open the door for my cat every time he wants to come in and out. I tried to find a second-hand door that would fit, but of course up here near Mackay, there are no second-hand places to get anything like a second-hand door. This area is really lacking behind in this area. I don’t believe anyone recycles anything? Or maybe Queensland is just too young yet, and all the homes here are mostly new, and there’s been no renovations yet or changes made, inorder for people to discard old features. Because you just can’t get any products second-hand up here, aside from clothing. Also, when I found this photo, it reminded me that I had already talked about it, and used this very photo, but I could not find it, so it was either taken, or it was done for Facebook before I started my blog, and before I was ban, or microsoft PC search is misbehaving. Sidebar; my sewing machine is set up on my kitchen table, that does not fit in my kitchen, so it is in bedroom. It’s one of those wooden picnic tables that has a barrier or a foot rest below it. Therefore, my sewing machine foot doesn’t quite fit, and sewing is a little awkward. My original sewing table that I started off with when I was 20, (I think it was grandmas hand-me-down kitchen table), after the 5th relocation, it fell apart. Typical of a lot of furniture. So it is furniture, my cats, and myself that loath and cannot handle having to constantly relocate, yet that is what I am forced to do by DOGS. THIS IS OUT OF MY CONTROL. Curses 15. Things That Pricks Do: Throw objects on my roof at night to wake me up before I fall asleep. Fuck off you stupid dog. {Heath Barwick and friends, used to do that at Rangari, in the last 3 years there, too. Plus aswell as at Kookaburra Park, GinGin} Park outside, and sit outside your home, at night, and sometimes then steal something before leaving early in the morning. (what the?) Drive past and or park, then beep outside my home repeatedly, constantly, daily. Do signs. Including number plate signs (Melbourne sign dogs). Set up certain, multiple, people, to cross my path, and or just stare at me, repeatedly. Rev their car repeatedly. Drive up to you, then turn around and drive off, repeatedly. (and beep) Follow me into town and beep at me. Follow me to the post Office. Follow me wherever I go, and steal something. Follow me into shops to eaves-drop (or, used to be public transport). Overcharge me at the counter, - sales girls do this, repeatedly. Steal out of my locked car when I leave it to go into a shop. All towns. Tamper with my car in car park, so when I return, it does not start, (, btw, those nasty bitches refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot). Key my car. Try to manipulate me via distractions (this is huge - plus they have done it for many years) Kill my plants. THERE ARE HEAPS MORE, I can’t think of them all this morning, but I will update this list as I remember them all; there are heaps more passive aggressive ones that COWARDS DO. Non confrontational cowards with “imagined” problems with me, instead of real ones – that’s why they are passive aggressive; non real issues, of mentally retarded delusional idiots. As you can see there is a lot of ‘car’ related prick activity. I suggest they do a whole special paragraph in the “learn to drive, L plate P plate, handbook”, about how to conduct oneself, it you are annoyed about having NO CONTROL. You have no control over me; we do not know each other, we are not friends, we are not married, we are not lovers. You have no influence whatsoever on me – (as you failed to do the ‘hard yards’); DEAL WITH IT. Deal with having no control, do not take your frustrations out on me, a single lady. 16. Ways to Get Rid of Pricks I write this, because, I have problems, not so much from men ‘hitting’ on a woman, but literally from people, (woman too, mostly woman actually) who just hang round outside my house, wanting something. Either close or outside in the street. (weird) • Read feminist books or Christian bible stories • Listen to classical music. • Do hose spraying; they perceive it as a sign. • Do housework, clean the toilet. • Stare at them, take their photo (if they are not so coward that they hide in their car or behind the bush, or outside….). • Talk about thieves who steal, and my security cameras, let them see themself on camera. • Talk about health problems – but not as effective as talking about thieves. • Laugh at them. (This works 100% of the time, something about remembering the playground in primary school). • Talk about your feelings. • Yawn when they talk. • Be the Cat, not the Mouse. This works 100% of the time. • Get over-weight. (I am thinking, chopping off all your hair would work too). • Call them at work. • Write about their bimbo mothers who created such an arsehole (although I literally have had men hang around and be a nuisance, for the sole point of wanting me to write about their horrible naive mothers.) It’s always the mothers fault. • Explain to them all about bimbo women, and they ought to find one of those types. • Make them understand that you are smarter than him -although in my experience, this only happens after A LOT of familiarity, and ideally, you want to get rid of them way before that point. 😁 This works with women too, ones who try to control you. Stupid ones. • Psychoanalyse them constantly. • Wear your all-white terry towelling outfit, or your ivory silk velvet tracksuit with ribbons!! • Surround yourself in strong floral scents, like, tip some in a wash load, burn essential oils. • Let them know what they really want, make it clear, it’s money, (they are stupid, they will believe you), and you don’t have any for them. Don’t give them anything. Don’t take any bait, don’t be sucked in. (It’s really control they want). • And ofcourse post photograph of them online, along with naming and shaming (also 100% affective, although this may drive them 100% nuts too!). Laugh at them again Originally, I had ABOVE a some clip art of a man cowering over a woman in the bathroom – clip art, free clip art, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers – but also there are a lot of really stupid “artists” - they have been showing me them on YouTube – unbelievable ‘beans for brains’ devising these thieving plots – possibly total narcs showing me these people; but they take things a step further and send me any artists whose work hangs my house, free or PURCHASED, and not in a good way, there’s like an underlying message of “be careful what you hang on your wall – you might ‘will’ it in to existence, or be stuck with an odd ball artists haunting you”). mmmm, so, I have replaced clipart with my fabric design “Leptospermum Flower 5f5dc”. This design is a matching co-ordinate with the design on my “Polite Ways To Turn A Man Down” story. It is currently not available anywhere, as I have been ban from selling, so this is the only place you will ever see it! Unless someone steals it – I am sure the QLD police will help you if you want to steal it. 17. Under the Carpet Stuff Under the Carpet Stuff Google search: “he was a seedy character” “If you describe a person or place as seedy, you disapprove of them, because they look dirty and untidy, or they have a bad reputation.” “seedy” definition and meaning; Collins English dictionary. The real meaning of the word ‘seedy’, is the word used to describe perverts who steal women seeds. So far from what I can gather only 1 person I have encounted, gets what I am talking about in the full extent. Little boy problems. One of my landlords, David Heywood, used to come round to smell me, yuck. I just looooove having landlords. You know some might say, the very worst things that happens to me in my life, hasn't even been written about here on my blog. But for me the very worst thing I have to deal with has been the stealing, and has been what prompted me to write about my life in the first place. Everything thing else I can handle. Stealing is a crime in Australia, against the law, there are people paid to do something about it. There are no laws about other seriously handicapping activity, like for instance stalking, harassment, verbal bullying and metaphysical stuff. I mean I have complained to the police about the thefts on numerous occasions, not that they have done anything about the thefts anyway, but I've never complained to the police about the harassment, even though the harassment would be by far a greater occurrence {and there have been a lot of thefts}. The only time I have seen it written as law is in a Tenancy agreement: “there has to be quite enjoyment of the premises” - so that would be free from harassment. But I've not lived anywhere where this has been followed, like I have received so much harassment, some places I had but no choice to leave. The police would not do anything about this, maybe the landlord would, but in half the cases it has been the landlord or landlords kids harassing, so- NOT – or they get manipulated by the baddies – female dogs who play sides. And so basically anything else aside from thefts, is not going to be dealt with by any kind of authorities, or “powers that be” - people who can do something about it, EVER. Although, I have noted, just quietly, there are some authorities who attempt to write those wrongs, sometimes they DO, {as I mentioned I think before, I had a specific problem that I had endured for over 15 years by someone, some unknown stalking person, and one day, it stopped, just like that!! – I had written about it on my blog}, But those people often get situations completely and utterly wrong. And on the other hand, there are perpetrators telling me that those good people who can see the situation as for what it really is, and try to do something about it “have packed up and gone home” - in the hopes to get me to stop writing about my life on this blog – and naming names. Not going to happen. You are right to be scared. I will mention some of the harassment at Rangari because it concerns landlord David Heywood in relation to the people who harassed me. Even though I did live 40km out of town, and my nearest next-door neighbour was half a kilometre away, I still was harassed. I can assure you compared to living in suburban area, it's certainly 50 million times better. But I still was harassed, I've talked about the planes as a big constant nuisance following me around, and out there on the farm they would sometimes just circle over my house for hours, and for days, - completely annoying. There were multiple things that I haven't even talked about on my blog, like hundreds of weird things that people did, they would sneak out to my place and do weird things - not just the stealing. I will mention one incident: I looked out across the paddocks one evening was at dusk, and I saw a shed on fire, it was at least 1km away, difficult to see, but I could see flames. I had been over in that area before, and it was a kind of an abandoned rundown area on Davids farm, so if a shed was on fire, it wouldn't be burning anything of any value. I thought it’ll just die down in a matter of moments as it’s all corrugated iron. After 4-5 minutes it stopped. Now David came around the following morning (in retrospect this was not a coincidence). I told him his shed over the way was on fire yesterday, and he was completely non-phased by what I said, like, a normal response would be, What! Fire on MY land?! Where?. But no, he just grimaced and that was it. Weird. I mean, some might say well why didn't you call him yesterday, but I actually didn't have a phone out at Rangari. (And that neighbour half a kilometre away was a drunk who stole from me, and the other neighbour next to him used to spray pesticides over my house). And as I mentioned not a serious fire. Anyway, so after that odd incident, sometime later I saw on the news; they were doing a fireworks story and they had just invented this really cool thing of putting images on a building, and guess what I saw: someone had put flames on a building - it was just like what I saw on Davids shed. So, I didn't see a shed burning after all, only a projection of flames on a shed wall – in the distance. So, knowing this, I then could see why David didn't react as a normal person would to a fire, on his farm. So David knew about all the people coming out onto the farm and harassing me - and he never said anything to me about it, he never tried to stop it from happening, in fact he probably was pleased that he knew something that I did not: some sort of control and power over me, because as a tenant, he didn't have any over me, aside from Tenant duties that I am obliged with, which I always diligently did; I am not going to give anyone fuel. Plus, out there, basically I just had to pay rent. So, he had 2 kids, both girls, who then, where in their 20’s – so as their dad, he could speak to them how he chooses, he could yell at them if he wished - not that I ever saw him around his kids, or ever met his girls. However, with me, NO, he could not exert is power over me in this manner – and this as it turns out – really pisses certain men off. Lol. And btw, this is why not all people ought have kids – as kids are not there for your personal flexation of psychological muscles. WAKE UP. So, maybe he was approached by someone who wants to play a trick on me, and he's gone ‘yeah sure’ thinking that it will be harmless and amusing. Well maybe harmless and amusing to him, but I can assure you being harassed in this manner is not harmless or amusing to me at all, I was not laughing at any point. And it's exactly this type of fun ‘yeah go ahead’ which also tells the community that, “yeah tricks, do it – and stealing small invaluable items, that’s a trick too, that will be really amusing – so sure go ahead”. It's bloody stupid behaviour on behalf of a landlord – let alone one fully gown adult male in his 40’s. So as far as I'm concerned, this is monumental arsehole behaviour. Thers no exceptions. 18. FAT SHAMING Now normally, I wouldn’t complain if a business sent me a wrong size, because I could just return it and get the right size, or they would issue me a refund, but this seller didn’t want to do that, for some strange reason. Therefore, they are dodgy seller. Their name is Undercover Hosiery & Lingerie AU, The Undercover Customer team Michelle and Safel. The problem is being that they have waist and hip measurements on their webpage listing, and so I measured myself accordingly and chose the size. Only their sizing was off, because it was too small, and as I had specifically measured myself, it should’ve been a perfect fit. Why they didn’t just send me a larger size or refund is beyond me, in this situation, as it wasn’t a change of mind situation, they were in the wrong. (I can only assume this company is run by little girls). So, I returned the item, at my expense, when infact they should’ve paid for return shipping because it was their fault, and in our conversations, they were not very nice, and still refused to refund me, or send me a larger size. So, when I explained to Amazon customer care what happened, they gave me a refund straightaway. I don’t know whether amazon charges the company the refund amount, or pays for it through profits, I just don’t know. But as I am on a personal mission to stop thieving, and, retailers, at present, are coming in at the NUMBER 1, for biggest thieves in Australia, I am going to the effort of writing my grievance down. {All retailers try to steal, they push faulty products on to me, they short change me, and they overcharge. Plus, a lot of them are selling clothes that are 1 or 2 sizes too small, and if I manage to find one in the right size, instore, then they swap it over, after checkout, (sneakily) for smaller size! Why the hell would I want clothes that are too small for me you little girl idiots? ARE you trying to dress all women as little girls? Grow the hell up.} Update in 2025, retailers are now stooping to a new low by photoshopping and enhancing online product photos, so that when you receive them, they are quite different and YUK. So, international online have been doing this for some years, Pinterest, but this year I noted local Australians are doing it (copycats): Lincraft, Mr Fothergills and Australian Plants Online, although I suspect those companies are not actually Australian. I strongly feel Asian maybe Korean (?) online retailers, on ebay and Temu, are stealing from their customers if the customers returns and item or demands a refund due to faulty product (a network here). I can confidently say the retail industry is made up of some really stupid people; the kind of people that want to sell you something that doesn’t work, at full price, and then when you take it back and demand a refund because it doesn’t bloody work; they’ll give you your money back, as by what the law states, but then they’ll follow you home and steal from you so they feel like they DIDN’T LOSE even if it was their fault with faulty product. It’s a stupid mentality brought about by nazi parents instilling in to their child NEVER TO LOSE – and the irony, it’s often straight A students who later have this problems (not used to failing, can’t handle it at all). I personally believe because they are in the wrong, but still STEAL do recoup their loss, they cannot see the situation for what it is, not due to mental illness, but due to stupidity. Stupid. Just because you passed the exams does not mean you are smart! By the way, they did claim that they never received the item, which is a possibility, maybe somebody stole it at Australia Post (It has happened before), but due to the way that they talked to me, and treated me, I am more inclined to think they are the guilty ones, who just said they didn’t receive it when in fact, they did. BUT, as well, somebody computer savvy, hacked my computer, and stole the photograph that I had taken of the stamped parcel with the senders address. So, somebody went to a lot of effort to try to cover their arses, and get out of refunding me; all to no avail, because I have been refunded, although this does suggest that the person who stole it actually got away with stealing it, and as well, as I got the refund. But the person who stole it, is a bloody idiot, because retailers and Australia Post are a huge network, and they will know exactly who stole it, if it was stolen via Australia Post; you’ve got to be a total bimbo to steal in this manner. Mind you, I find a lot of times when I report stolen items, they go ahead and investigate, and they discover who stole it, (this includes the police as well as retailers and Australia Post ), but after discovering who stole it, they still don’t do anything about it. They just know who stole it, and seem to be quite content about the situation so long as they know who stole it, and give me a refund anyway. In fact, this has happened quite a few times, it’s like they personally know the person who stole it, and know she is a pretty bimbo, and young, so they give them a chance, and forget about it. It’s ridiculous, even pretty bimbos need to be held accountable, otherwise they just continue to do it. By the way I couldn’t find my bike shorts in the correct size anywhere in Australia so I had to purchase a man’s pair of black bikies, which, for some strange reason actually fit quite well, up the top part, although the thigh part was a little small. As I’m getting older and bigger, I’m finding it impossible to buy large size clothes. In fact, and as I know, the whole clothing industry in Australia is run by little girls, I suspect that they, are on their own personal mission of ‘punishing’ women (the bimbo dominatrix) who are overweight, or just plain big, by not stocking any size over size large (L) (size 16 or 18). And if retailers do stock them, then they only stock 2 items in larger size, when in fact they’ve got probably a market base of several hundred thousand women who fall into that larger size category. FAT SHAMING. Plus useless buyers in the retail clothing sector – either that or their target market are young skinny women, who are the only ones still stupid enough to constantly buy new clothes as per the trend dictates. 19. Women Throwing Tantrums If Someone Speaks to Them IN A RAISED VOICE. Obviously, these women I’m talking about, are not Greek or Italian. The Greeks and Italians are infamous for yelling at each other. Dealing with their problems, and emotions, especially within family units, through loud verbal communication. It is a part of normal healthy life. In fact, this is a page from a book, that a typical Australian could learn from. Now there’s probably been a few people in my life who have taken revenge on me somehow without me knowing it, but since I don’t know about it, I can’t write about it or therefore have any idea of any offence that I have may have caused. But these two instances here, of irrational overreaction behaviour, (possibly hysterical), have had a long-term lasting effect on my life. And it is much to their misfortune, as well as mine, unbeknownst to them. One of them was a retired schoolteacher, and the other one was a policewoman. Shirly Urquhart and Sharon Morgan. This absurd behaviour, I feel would come about from the women being spoiled little brats. But I mean possibly after ‘lauding’ over, so many people, such as a teacher and a policewoman would do, this intern could build up their ego, and so they have fancy tickets on themselves and therefore would be overly offended if somebody yelled at them. You know when most people get yelled at, the person just yells right back at them. You have a yelling conversation, then it ends. You get on with your life, or rectifying the yelling situation. Which does not involve seeking spiteful vindictive revenge. But these two women were so offended by my raised voice, one of them incarcerated me for seven days to see if I was “crazy”, and the other stole an item of mine; an expensive cooler and water bottle. Now, considering how many items of mine have been stolen; I can’t remember having any raised conversations with anyone else, but given the above ridiculous scenario, it wouldn’t surprise me if there was something just as trivial, that has triggered other Bimbo women to steal from me?? Yes, that is correct, this behaviour is bimbo. I am not really sure how I can possibly deal with this kind of dysfunction, other than writing about it, so those big ego heads, can hear about their bizarre nature, of their very own personal dysfunction, in the “collective consciousness”. And maybe, they can step back from their power tripping ways, possibly humble themselves, just a little, so they can keep a grasp on reality, and not turn into monstrous, bully bitches. WAKE UP. And by the way, the reason why I was yelling at the Gin Gin Chief Constable in the first place, was because I was advised previously; when dealing with the Gunnedah Police, at a previous address, if I wanted the police to do anything, I literally have to yell at them, so to get them off their arse to do something about, which, by the way did work to a certain extent, I had a few items returned in a very strange mysterious manner, after yelling at the local police! (But can’t you just imagine some older wiser cheekyars, whispering to me “go on yell at them, yell at the police” – and I’m like OK I will!) – how was I to know they are anally retarded about yelling? BTW, the cops in Gunnedah have to be on rotation, like they can’t have the same police working in Gunnedah for too long, as there’s too much comradery and mateship, then crimes are overlooked, and there is corruption. I feel this policy ought to be applied to Gladstone and Bundaberg police. And the reason why I was yelling at Shirly Urquhart, was because the admin at Gunnedah council, specifically the arts council Admin; were stealing from me via my cards, only giving me 40% of the agreed profit margin. And Shirly Urquhart, not an admin person, but very much involved in the gallery, would have known about it, everyone knew about (even my jobs provider knew about it, who later paid for card replacements! J). And she was the person there at the time, when I called about my cards. So, it was her I yelled at her for stealing my card money. Actions=Consequences. I need to add a special paragraph about “knowing about something and not doing anything about it” I see this a lot, especially when it comes to petty theft. Its like, other trivial matters, like “well she said such such about you and called you this name” – they have NO problems telling. But when it comes to lawful matters, like theft, arial poising, deliberate nighttime noise makers, and domestic man/wife matters, they suddenly go quiet, fearful. SUCH COWARDS most people are. {Mary Lung, you belong in jail – this reference was from a docu I watched – can’t even remember what it was about now, or who Mary Lung is, but I made a note about it at the time!! J } Note all those vector images above ; I could not find any free female ones, which is worth commenting about, because I suspect those 2 above mentioned women, in particular, do not except things that are different from the social norm; the social norm being women should act like ladies at all times, and being a lady doesn’t involve yelling! This is a ridiculous concept. We have a wide and varied vocal ability. It’s there to be used when we see fit, it’s not there to be oppressed. 20. Cure for Seasickness on Great Barrier Reef Snorkelling Day Trips In November I did something to my back, as I was lifting a box skewiff. It was quite painful and after a 2 weeks, had only partly heeled, so I knew I would have to drive up to Mackay and see a Chiro. Now, as I still had my sore foot – Collapsed Arch, and had extreme general moping feelings, about not being able to walk anywhere or do anything for the last 5 years; so, I thought I should treat myself to a snorkelling day trip just off Mackay coast, hoping the swimming would help with my back pain too, aswell as uplifting my spirits. Plus, as I have recently only moved here, I wanted to discover a bit more about the oceans in the area, (locals are tight lipped about things like stingers and crocs – actually I suspect the majority of people who live in QLD, are ‘new’! as in everyone has moved here from NSW over the last 20 years). So, at a total cost for the day incl chiro and petrol, of $300, I set off, the drive there was very painful. But the chiro was wonderful, and helped straight away. The boat trip out to the island reef was horrendous, 10minutes in, I was suddenly dazed, stupefied, nauseated, then sick, for the rest of the 40minute trip – it was awful. Ginger does not work. We got there, then we all snorkelled. In the water I slowly recouped. I love snorkelling. 2 hrs after, when we were meant to be on the boat eating lunch, I just stayed in the water for that hour, where I was happy and ‘sickfree’, I did get fairly cold, it was only November. My whole body was kind of stiff with the cold, but I figured it would be better to be a bit cold, than to be seasick. As it turned out, that cold helped tremendously with my back, and my foot. I awoke the following day to no pain at all – TOTAL CURE for my back, plus my foot seemed not to be hurting as usual. So that cure was not only from the Chiro, but it would be from that cold water – I was in there for 3 hours. So, worth it then. But the seasick does ruin the overall memory of the day. The host of the day, said he had never seen a croc on any beach at Mackay, and there were none on the beautiful Scawfell Island we stopped at. One of the others, said apparently there was 1 croc spotted in the Mackay marina since it was built. I have since read about the stingers, and there is a chance you will be stung in the ocean over summer, especially after big rains. So, I feel a stinger suit is necessary if you want to swim in the ocean. I have already purchased one, it is on its way from the UK, (none available in Australia), just in case I get the chance to swim again, maybe wishfully thinking…. BUT I have come up with a solution for seasickness on the ‘Wildcat’. The Wildcat crew, could easily rig up a (I think they’re called a parasail), with multiple hang-seats. I’m thinking you could get at least 16 across the back of a Wildcat, possibly 2 rows, so 32! I’m not sure whether anyone else would want to sit up there for the whole journey, 40 minutes or so, but I for one, would be delighted to, not only would I love the view of the ocean, and the sea breeze, but it would be a totally seasickness free stretch, saving a whole heap of nausea, vomiting and generally feeling like you are going to die. So, worth doing this crew? I did send this image to Wildcat, suggesting their Mackay team do it, but I didn’t hear back from them; such hesitancy to try something new…. Quick mention also, seems a lot of dangers about QLD ocean waters are ignored by tourist brochures (especially those brochures), and operators. Not saying that Wildcat fit this bill, as we were all given ‘Stinger Suits’, but a lot of operators are really quite irresponsible when it comes to describing anything NEGATIVE, they only want to encourage ‘bimbo happiness’, and don’t want anyone to know that there are DEADLY encounters up here; in the hopes of not deterring any paying customers. It pays to watch those documentaries on sea creatures. Above image is an old add plus parasail edits, from Wildcat Brisbane 21. Cruel Farming Tradition – Barbed Wire My artwork above from 2013 ; as it was evolving in illustrator, I liked it because of the little curls on the striped outlines, it reminded me of Barbed Wire and my childhood freedom wandering down the back paddocks..... Living on farms, pretty much most of my life. There’s always been a lot of Barbed Wire lying around, most of the fences were done with Barbed Wire. I’m sure most people are familiar with Barbed Wire; it is a long wire with wire knots every 20cm or so, ‘barbs’, they are very sharp, so if you get too close to a Barbed Wire fence, it will catch you, cut you, rip you, and you will start bleeding for sure. They are very sharp and painful. The original point of the Barbed Wire, was to deter animals from crossing the fence, but I can assure you, it doesn’t have that affect it all, instead what it does, if an animal gets too close, or wants to go next door for some odd reason, they feel the pricks, then panic and struggle, and keep pushing, sometimes they get completely torn up and develop a major injuries, possibly resulting in infection, then death. And of course, there’s so much Barbed Wire lying around on most well-established farms, and often their fences are falling apart, so there are loops and tangles, and giant balls of Barbed Wire lying around all over pretty much every farm I’ve ever encountered, especially down the fence lines, so stock like horses and cattle get cuts regularly and sometimes it’s very bad, as I have witnessed it. Some farmers, most, tend to be a little lazy when it comes to fencing. It’s a total hazard. You know, maybe in the past when people weren’t quite as savvy or evolved as they are now, it would be acceptable, but by today’s standards, it is not acceptable to be cruel to stock or wild animals, and use Barbed Wire, there are by far, better fencing options available today, it appears some farmers are very slow to give up their old bad ways. And in my experience with daughters of farmers at school, this streak of cruelty has been inherited, and it really shows and shines through. And actually, I find it a little strange how farmers in Australia are pretty much highly revered, and they get a lot of political privileges, well, in Gunnedah, they did. But it is an industry that is wrought with dysfunction; social dysfunctions, family dysfunctions, sadistic dysfunctions and class/ ’airs and graces’ snobbery dysfunctions, particularly with the women/wives, who tend to turn a blind eye to their husbands and sons ways. I believe it is up to those wives to do something about their lazy husbands. How much is diesel now? $3.13? Wake up and smell your weakness girls. 22. Umbrella stolen from my car by bimbo I had 5 umbrellas, I am now down to one bad one, see blue/white one below – with the other 4 all STOLEN. Actually, that green checked umbrella was given to me by a friend back in 1993, (Rachael) and she had got it from the shop where she worked in North Sydney because, she said, dozens and dozens of umbrellas got left there constantly, and they were forever having to throw umbrellas out. She basically had an unlimited supply to umbrellas. So, she gave me this green one, actually I’m not even sure why she gave me an umbrella, it’s not like I asked her for an umbrella, she just handed it to me and said here you go. And when this green checked one was stolen, at that particular time, back in about 2016(?), (I think I used it once in that whole time), but, who did I see presenting themselves to me on the street (in the typical fashion that I have seen girls present themselves usually from afar), but Rachael’s little sister, Sarah Wainberg. So, I’m thinking someone thought it would be funny upon hearing that my umbrella stollen, to suggest that it was probably Rachels little sister who stole it, as she thought Rachel should’ve given it to her, (!) or it actually was Rachels little sister who stole it (?) no convictions, or, it was Rachael’s older sister who stole it, wanting to blame her younger sister, thinking it would be funny (?) {family of 4 girls}. Who really knows about what these silly blonde women get up to - that whole family is German, dad was a Doctor in Gunnedah (I think they moved?), I bet Rachels older sister (not the very eldest one – as if she would have done anything like this), but the 2nd born one, I bet she had something to do with it (the one that I can’t remember her name for some strange reason, who looks like my current landlord, who btw, has a completely different name, Cate Rogers). I did actually check before I moved into this house with Council, if the person who told me owned this house, actually was the person who owned it, (been on a wild goose chase before by stupid bitchy women), and Council confirmed that it was true. So, either my landlord is who she says she is (from SA), or my landlord is completely a different person, who has changed her name!! who knows! But I think she had something to do with the theft of my big black golf umbrella at kookaburra Park; this umbrella had been painted with a very dark green paint in order to hide the advertisement that was on the umbrella, as at the time, when I was purchasing this, (it was a gift for my golfing father), there were no golf umbrellas that didn’t have any ads on them - it was very disappointing. Anyway, after my dad died, I inherited this umbrella, and so I painted it. It was in fairly good condition and it is now recognisable, if you see someone with a slightly dark green umbrella, if you look closely, you’ll be able to see the ads still on 4 of the sides. I want you to go and rip it off them, and hit them over the head with it, and tell them shame on them for stealing an umbrella from an old lady. They will be going to hell. And so, if it was not my landlord or her sister possibly Sarah Wainberg who took this, it was my neighbour there; Every time my neighbours come up here to stay (because that was not their permanent house; anyway, whenever they come, something gets stolen when they leave, and this time it was that umbrella, it was stolen off the back Veranda which is where I put it, has earlier it had rained (drought breaking rain) and I had been wandering around the garden with that big umbrella, especially over the side, of that neighbours, where they could peer down at me from their Kitchen window. Actually, I kept it on that back veranda always, it had been there for the last 3 years. The neighbour who owned that house is named Stella, (looks like Niki Barret), and her son, it was her son who had been there doing chain sawing, and sometimes he has a girl around, I think she may be a prostitute? Short blonde girl. 3 times over the last 3 years I have seen her, sometimes she acts weirdly, and talks to me on a pretend phone (I am not talking to her – she is nuts). That’s all the information I have on them, I don’t know anything else about them. Aside from the fact that the son is in his 30’s, who possibly steals from single women, and his mum is slightly zombie, as she told me she was selling her house, when infact she was not and did not. Liars and stupidity go hand in hand. See major problems with my neighbours wherever I go – they are all like that. Stupid and Nuts. So, their ‘seeing’ me or my landlords history with possible stolen umbrella and identity issue, I am not sure which one stole it. I do know there are certain characteristics which make people look the same, and it can be confusing for me, not being too good at recognising faces. I always thought, if I was a school teacher, who had year after year, a new group of kids, I would kind of flip out; because there are certain characters, who look the same (on first glance), and develop similar personality traits, because of their appearance. I’m not sure if I am explaining this correctly, but in a class full of kids, you’ll see different personalities emerge, and your mind will match the personality to their faces, to help recognize them. But when the next year comes along, with all new kids, you actually will observe similar personality traits, as the previous class, and what’s more these personality traits, will actually match in appearance too (on first glance) it is a little weird - but I’ve noticed and observed that this is a real phenomenon. I believe this comes about, because; peoples personalities are shaped by their appearance, because people react to someone’s appearance in a certain same way. An obvious example is if someone is pretty or not pretty, they get different reactions from others, but I think it is even more complicated than just that (like height, weight, neck shape/voice….weighing in to shape peoples reactions to a person). So, after people react to someone, continuously the same way, that person develops a certain response, and thus a personality trait, the same as another similar looking other person. mmm, basically, there are too many people! (Slow down the breeding!) Someone told me that a girl stole my above theory and used it for her university thesis!! (Whatever a thesis is, I did not go to uni, and have an opinion about some universities and uni graduates, that is not good – certainly not smart.) But I have no problems with people using any of my ideas, facts or opinions on my blog, and talking about them; that’s what raises peoples consciousness. (Although if you could actually leave the photostory were I put it, and not delete it off my blog or PC, that would be great.) I looked it up; thesis: a statement or theory that is put forward as a premise to be maintained or proved. – hey guess what, my Blog is full of them! So, of my 5 umbrellas, that I hardly ever used, living in Gunnedah, where it hardly ever rained, that blue/white golf umbrella below , is my last remaining one. The others were taken from my locked car, mostly when I was parked in town, in Gunnedah and Tamworth, one was taken when parked at Gin Gin or Bundaberg. As you can see below, it has had better days, but I am reluctant to replace it, as not only has most of my budget been taken by others before I have even receive it, but being in such a bad state, all my neighbours who see me walking around the garden when it rains – which is a lot now, being in the subtropics, they will NOT to be tempted to steal it, like my last neighbours. It’s like I have to be poor, or else my neighbours will steal everything. The older I get, the more I realize who this whole country is; Stupid repressive thieving Australians – all of them, no exceptions so far. 23. This is a Warning I have a water-skiing story, and as there are a few dogs in my unit complex who could do with a warning. I’m going to do a Photostory for it; Our family used to regularly go on picnics with other families in Gunnedah, out to Keepit Dam, every summer. We were often there every weekend. One time we were there, a family had a speedboat, and they were doing water-skiing trips around. So, I got to try water-skiing! Fun! I think I might of been 10 or 11? Water-skiing is a little difficult when you first try it. Most people usually can’t just stand up and go, they fall over; there’s a knack to it, I think maybe after a couple of tries I got it, and it was great fun albeit probably better suited to someone who does not have ‘Chicken Arms’. I think also it depends on your driver, there’s also a knack to driving at just the right speed to get up, for that person? Anyway, a couple of years later, on a school excursion, we were given the opportunity to go water-skiing. So, all the girls were divided up, when it was our turn, I was ready, but again on the first go I fell over. And one of the other girls, was just, bitchy about it “as if Emily will be able to do it”. You know this kind of thing was quite typical at that school, I was constantly underestimated by all of them. I usually just ignore such comments, and never have the desire to stand up for myself, but in this particular instance, I had a very clear memory of the previous time I went water-skiing, and I turned her sharply and said “no, thank you very much, I can do this, I’ve done it before”. And, on the next go, I did get up and had more fun. So, after me, was that particular b girl, and this girl crashed badly into a tree on her exit, and I believe, it’s because she had a go at me, AND, I had bothered to turn around and contradict her. So, bearing this in mind, I always wonder why girls try to have a go at me like that, (still), it’s like I can turn around and say one sharp sentence to them, and their whole life would come crashing down. Yet still, they try. Looking at it like this, you know, I have saved probably thousands of b girls now, from crashing. I have other stories I can tell you, but I think you might get a little bit too scared if I go ahead with them all. I know there are a lot of people who are aware of this ‘plain fact’ of life, and are scared of me, and hence part of the problem of, why I have nasty dogs who follow me around wherever I go. And also, see how it’s important to do activities like this in childhood. Not to mention the importance of family fun and love. 24. Texting Dog Nuisance Beeping Network My neighbours in communication with other neighbours via texts. I think she maybe texting them to beep their car horn - she likes to time it at key times – halfwit in the head. HARRASMENT. For the sake of keeping the peace, could someone please go and put a bullet in her ear. Little girls who bully on the playground, go on, to live in their own places, but still carry on the tradition of female bullying, but often with new and creative passive aggressive techniques. Like this. At the moment she has discovered she can scrape the back of her chair on the floor, to sound just like a car horn. So she’s being beeping all week long. And most likely scratching the wooden floor too! Bloody Beepers. Those beepers are thieves. Car thieves. Btw, what she does is actually unlawful. And considered a crime - being a total nuisance is a crime, there have been laws written about it. But I was advised it’s up to me to sweet talk police into doing something about it, because if they choose not to, they don’t have to. {omg lol} Also, I mentioned in one of my sewing YouTube videos that the dogs do signs if say, make a mistake in my sewing (completely annoying and also harassment) but I have noticed they mostly do it if I do something better than the stupid bitch next door or whoever, (fucked if I know who those stupid bitches are), so if according to their little game, I ‘beat’ them. So, she throws a tantrum and gets the neighbouring cars to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me. Like a sore looser. Spoilt brat. This behaviour, especially when I was not trying to ‘beat’ or not ‘beat’ anyone, is absurd. You now, a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is of low character, has had bad breeding with incompetent parents, are love depraved, who are unconfident due to their inferiority, (not imagined inferiority), and are morally inept. So, I suggest if you don’t want to give away these characteristics about yourself, you may wish to stop throwing tantrums whenever you think I have done something better than you. You may not be aware, but life is actually NOT a competition, underneath it all. Also, since I wrote and posted this, the chair beeping has not stopped. I do not care what you have to say, or what you are trying to say in such a disrespectful manner, so fuck off fuck off fuck off. Photo: small house next door at Sarina with old man idiot beach chair car beeper I'm updating this because I want to add a photo of the house next door. So if it wasn't the girl next door fake beeping me with her chair, it was some arsehole in this holiday house: he used to sit outside in a beach chair and reach across to his car and beep his car horn; I went out there one day when he was doing it and I saw him doing it literally {for some reason not sitting in his car? Maybe there was someone else there hiding, who knows, I was down the driveway so I couldn't see 100%. I did advise the police of this nuisance behaviour, also because I suspected that person was stealing from me (possibly from Gin Gin?). The police advised me not to go around they, will go around there! And I described it as a holiday house because nobody actually lived there permanently, it was only built after I moved in next door, like I know it was specifically built for someone to go there and annoy the crap out of me with a car horn. But as if the police would actually even believe that notion, let alone be able to do something about it. I have since relocated, at my new address when I first moved in here, that beeping and the “little boy” started up next door; I immediately kicked up a huge big stink, called the police, because there's no way I was going to live here with what I had just injured at Sarina for those 2 yrs. With that stupid little boy harassing me, and car beeping idiots. And it worked somewhat, stopped for the most part, although occasionally like, not sewing this time, but when I do woodworking, cause I'm doing it outside, and of course pervert neighbours are wanting to spy and see what I'm doing. I think, they think, that they're an “overse-er” of some sort - so they're telling me if I'm doing it right or wrong, winning or losing: they're such fucking dick heads I can't stand them. its pure harassment, pure power tripping fuck off fuck off fuck off. 25. Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems A woman called me on Saturday 10am, stating she was from Centrelink’s National Customer Service Centre (as I had the day before put in a complaint about their website and jobs provider creating 2 initial appointments for me – 2 – no common sense), anyway, the woman I spoke with was unhelpful. However, she pretended to be helpful in a long and tedious way. I realized some hrs later that the woman was the same person I had spoken to 2 years prior about a lymphatic drainage massage – I wanted to know whether it would help my plantar fasciitis, we spoke for some time, in the end I opted to see a physio. Although recently I have discovered it was the lymphatic drainage I should have had too, as I have lymph problems, and have had long term now. I believe that woman had been stalking me, trying to explain about lymph ever since? – as Dr’s are CLUELESS about lymph, all 4 of them failed to see the lymph build up. FAILED. So, while it is great to understand finally, I have lymph problems, I do not appreciate being stalked and lied to by crazy lymph knowledgeable person. By doing so, she appears to me, as a stupid dog. I guess no one thought my initial complaint to Centrelink was important. (Although the face-to-face appointment did result in sickness, a contagion spread by medical people lurking down at the office- I guess no one believes me that this really happened.) Btw, ofcourse I can NOT afford lymphatic drainage therapy, and the government does not recognize this as a valid health problem on Medicare, but I discovered on you tube; Adam Thomas from Canada, who is a reflexologist, and did a series of videos about his trade during covid19. And what a GODSEND he was, he showed me how to remove all the lymph build up, which resulted in pretty much immediate relief from the pain that had accumulated in my left breast, aswell as removed all the swelling on the top of my foot, so much so in fact that I could see the fluid still in the other foot, and had to apply the same technique to my other hand (he shows reflexology on hands too, apparently they have the same affect as reflexology on the foot!) Australians have to turn to Canadians for youtube health, as all the money and knowhow in the health sector, in this country, is devoured by greedy thieving woman. You know, everything I do, is in an attempt to save myself. Stop and Help 26. Washing Dramas at Sarina Just noticing one of the males in my unit complex at Sarina, he reminded me of one of the little boys in my class at Gunnedah primary school, look wise, I actually never met him. That boy back in primary school would fall under the ‘socially retarded category’. Many mother’s and teachers in Gunnedah back then, had no idea how to raise a child in a functional manner, probably still don’t. I was advised by a press birdy, that this is why it’s such a big deal in Sydney sending your child to the right school in the right area. It’s a total competition amongst mothers, and a bitch area, she says, because some schools have a reputation for having teachers of a certain standard, others, no standards at all. And, she said, it’s not a matter of private and public down there either, she says, it just depends on where you live; some suburbs are more desirable for a teacher than others. As I heard this, at the time I thought; jeez, my parents wouldn’t have given any thought to the ‘standard’ of teachers, when I was in primary school - it’s just whatever school was closest was the school it was going to be. No thoughts at all to psychological impact that a good teacher versus a bad teacher has, no thoughts at all about the psychological advantage of being empowered at school. No thoughts about power tripping motivated child care workers/teachers. No thoughts the competition amongst peers, in absolutely everything, which all accumulates, in getting the right job and career. Anyway, I mention this guy, (he would be the same age as me, 50 this year,) because of the 13 units in this complex, he has the STINKIEST CAR; big, old, noisy, and it bloody stinks from toxic petrol fumes. I think I am allergic! Oh, he participates in some sort of strange and weird behaviour on Sunday mornings, involving driving his big stinky car out, passing my unit on the way and putting all the stinky fumes in my unit if the door is open {mad race to the door to shut it whenever I hear those revs}. But then he returns 5 minutes later, only to depart, and return again, then depart and return, depart and return, depart and return - all morning, every weekend. I mean, dare I ask, what strange little boys get up to. I certainly don’t want to encourage him in any way - I have discovered in life, and it’s unfortunate, but just talking to some guy, or even a friendly nod or wave of acknowledgment- they can interpret that completely the wrong way, and for some reason, possibly thinks it’s an invitation of some sort (some nuts). So, I just have to guess his activities. He doesn’t appear to work? And I know bored little shitheads, get up to mischief, plain and simple. A birdie later advised me he was doing his washing!! Lol! There's no laundry in each of the units here, and he didn't have a washing machine out in his carport, like I did, or a few other of the neighbours do. So, he was taking his washing either to the laundromat in town or who knows, to someone's place. There is actually a laundry in the basement here, when I arrived, the 2 coin washing machines weren't working, they did fix them eventually, and one time I used the coin dryer, (no wind at all there) I had to spend $12 trying to dry my doona, $12 it still wasn't dry, but that was all the change I had - so I mean, what a scam! No wonder nobody uses them - that real estate and landlord should be totally ashamed of themselves for not providing a laundry in a residential area, it's just disgusting greed on the part of whoever collects that laundry money. When I was 20 and moved into the flat at Pendle Hill, I had to hand-wash my clothes, I didn’t have a washing machine. After 12 months, my grandmothers friend (Richard’s mother), heard, I didn’t have a washing machine, and so she donated me her old twin tub! Very thoughtful of her wasn’t it. But if you’re not familiar with using twin tubs, they’re not good, better than nothing, but, they consist of two basins in the machine, one that fills with water and moves about to agitate, the other basin just spins and drains- so you’ve got a move clothes from one to the other, by hand. It wasn’t for another 10 years, when I paid my car off, that I decided it was time to purchase my dream Fisher and Paykel washing machine, since I was still used to making my car repayments, I would continue to make washing machine repayments. $800, when you’re unemployed, and back then, it’s a lot. (20 yrs later washing machines are still the same price!! -bout the only thing). So now that I finally have my washing machine (ended up with a LG) - there’s not a chance in hell that I’m giving it up. I didn’t know before moving here at Sarina, that my washing machine might be an issue, because actually I didn’t know that this place was an old hotel/motel converted into units before I moved in – sight unseen, no choice, this was the ONLY place available, in the whole of North Queensland. {By converted, I mean they’ve just taken the sign down, and now advertise residential rentals}, so people live here permanently, as their home. Even though this place is not designed to be people’s homes. I did actually arrange with the then Real Estate that I would connect my washing machine in the carport, and also use the hose to water my ferns. It was no problem. The real estate owners changed hands, but really there hasn’t been an issue, as there is quite a lot of water up here in the subtropics, especially that year, drought breaking rains, and compared to Gunnedah, although I suspect some of the other Tenants maybe jealous (?) I know two of them at least have put in their own washing machine in their carports, since they saw me doing my washing. So, the only people I would say that may have a problem with it, is the local laundromat, because she misses out on my business, or possibly the tubby young girl who collects change from the washing machines every month, in the shared laundry downstairs. But those are not valid concerns as far as I’m concerned; it’s a case of tough titties. Ofcourse, there was the stupid little child next door harassing me at washing times “washing nazi” dysfunction…. And I want to add, you know; wake up tenants. This is an old budget hotel/motel, it’s like, there is no place for you here in Australia, so much so that you have to live in an old crumbly hotel, so if you want to put a bloody washing machine in, DO IT, you have been screwed enough. I will include the “washing nazi” dysfunction….story; Full Load Monitoring - by Child The child next door at number 108 is monitoring my washing, to make sure I have a full load each time, and I don’t waste any water. I think he is maybe 10? Could his mother, please go and take care of her “little mess of nazi dysfunction”. Actually, I realise after all my little diti’s, on this blog, I haven’t actually mentioned the “washing nazi” before. This whole “washing nazi” situation is not something new to me. It started when I was living at Rangari, on the farm 17 years ago. Even though I lived out there in that somewhat remote location, and on my own, (as a lucky, single lady), there seemed to be people in the area, who not only got “antsy” if I forgot a load of washing in the machine, or I hadn’t taken it off the line as yet; But they managed to come up with ways to show their annoyance. Mainly it was, with aeroplanes; They would fly back-and-forth over my house in a really annoying manner, with that really annoying sound that those little planes have. It took some years before I cottoned onto the fact, that it was about the washing! As soon as I got the washing off the line, no more planes! Reactionary dogs. I definitely found this strange. I mean, who cares whether I get the washing in at 4 o’clock or 5 o’clock, or even the following day! It really didn’t matter to me, as long as I eventually got round to doing it, which I always did. I mean, the washing cycle in the machine must finish; I hear that it finishes because my washing machine has a little loud annoying tune that it plays, and if I’m in the middle of doing something I’ll just not worry about it, until I finished doing what I’m doing. But that whole time that I’m not worrying about it, it’s like there’s somebody else out there, who is greatly disturbed by the fact that there are damp clean clothes just sitting in MY washing machine, Tik Tik Tik time is going by, and the whole time that I’m simply not concerned about it, someone else is! And they are getting more and more antsy, as each minute goes by. Reactionary dogs. Lol! And well I have to say, HOW ABSURD and; mind your own business and get your own life. I’ll do my washing when I dam well please. And by the way, these people showing their annoyance in the form of planes, (don’t ask me who they are, or how pilots are connected to me in this strange house-chore way, because I don’t know any pilots or anyone that can fly a plane for that matter). Even though I seem to have had planes following me around for many years, one time they even followed me down to the central coast at my grandmothers funeral. As far as I know, it wouldn’t be children flying the planes, concerning themselves about my washing routines, like at this address here; it is most definite a child who seems to be taking upon himself to be annoyed if I don’t have a full load. (Someone told me, it is his mother, using her child as a puppet, to scold me! – talk about a fucked-up mother – what right does she have, having kids?). So, again, I need to say; mind your own business, you stupid little dog. But, my washing habit problems, does not end with the dog family and child across the way; my 72-year-old next-door neighbour in the units here, has also developed an unhealthy obsession with my washing ritual. He also ropes in another older woman down the way too, an old lady, both of them now seemingly have an obsession with when I do laundry. It seems there are so many people who want to play “washing nazi”. You know, being an obsessed “washing nazis”, is a definite dysfunction. A mentally flawed person. Unhealthy. Inferior. So, DO NOT BE A WASHING NAZI. Hey little idiots, don’t put your dysfunction on me thanks very much. I don’t get hung up on trivial things like being ‘lapse’ about my washing, WHY SHOULD YOU. BTW when I went to get an image of a full washing machine, there were absolutely no free images. What is going on with all the images on Google? There seems to be a big thing on online images atm, with powers that be wanted to control ALL the images. And removing any free images that people upload (or hiding them from searches), so there are only images available that you have to pay a Royality for – SUCH GREED. AND, hey you big ego heads, if you offer your image for free, but then say you want attrition - this is just ridiculous! I mean, some images, I can see why you would want credit, but for a lot of images, such as a full load of washing, only someone with a big ego would want attrition for it. Now I have to wait for my next load, to get a photo... 27. To Confront or To Not Confront, Your Criminal Perpetrator - Restorative Justice Just been hearing about “restorative justice”, as in perpetrators being held face to face to their victim, so the victim can tell them exactly what they think of them (bare in mind, this is done in a public situation!). Maybe this will work. I don’t have any experience in criminal convictions, I have mentioned before if you point out to a bully what they have done, they will just laugh at you, but if you add, if I had a baseball bat, I would smash your head in, they may start to understand the impact they have had. I suspect if you further start talking about your feelings, this would also drive them a bit insanely guilty. BUT, from my experience being chased by bullies, especially when I was young, it was always the attention they wanted from me, that was ultimately what they were looking for. {Obviously not knowing how to go about to get what they ultimately want; stupid}. And so, if I ignored them, and did not give them what they desired, the bully takes a hike, not even fully realizing why they are feeling lost, but feel like there’s no point in chasing me. Sometimes they may even think they won because they were ‘bully’ – clueless as to what they are really after. I suspect there will be many criminals just like this too, in which case there’s no such thing as “restorative justice” - it’ll just be an opportunity for the criminal to feel like he won, because he was able to victimise you and then rub it in your face, with him/her getting all that extra attention. And, as I was physically assaulted twice as a child, by other children, actually make that 3 times, now, I just remembered a third encounter down at Perisher (Stupid other bimbo mothers) (And this does not include other horrendous non physical assaults either); I don’t believe that people can change, like if you encounter a young adult teenager, who is violent and a bully, they still will be so when they’re older, they just might have learnt to curb themselves for social purposes, but fundamentally that’s who they are. That ‘fight’ has been instilled in them, when they were a child, and it will always remain with them. Hate to tell you….. 28. People Change Over the Years On my previous story before this on my Blog, I mentioned how people fundamentally don’t change, they are who they are, as soon as they are born. But I have found an exception, well, physically, at any rate; When I moved back up to Gunnedah, from Sydney (working the previous 10 years in this fashion industry), I really noticed how more relaxed and slower people in the country were, compared to the pace of the fashion industry, at least. The most notable thing being, the way people spoke; they spoke way more slowly, as in people really took their time to say whatever they had to say. Now you would think this would be a good thing when it comes to communicating, that is, speaking slowly and clearly, but definitely do not mistake what I’m saying here, as people in the country are by no means, good communicators, they’re not, they’re bloody hopeless, in general. Anyway, after 15 years living back in Gunnedah, one day I was checking my security cameras, as I wanted to check something in the garden (I had eight security cameras, and three of them were in the garden). I noticed as I worked in the garden, moving around from garden bed to garden bed, apart from the fact that I had a little cat who also followed me around from garden bed to garden bed! but when I did move, I moved really slowly. And then I thought about my conversations, and I noted that I too, are now one of those slow and relaxed country persons! I was quite surprised, because in general I know the women in our family always were fast paced walkers, especially when it came to walking around the streets shopping. And I was also a very fast talker; when I went to Hong Kong with my friend Iris from fashion school, it created problems with people trying to translate, because I was too fast. If YOU look at people walking in the city, you’ll see it too, they do look ‘brisk’ when they all move around in mass hordes. People in Gunnedah just kind of waddle down the street! Just a slower paced walk! 29. Dogs on Phones This is a terrible shot , but I had to put it up, as I have had problems for many years, with women standing infront of me, presenting themselves to me in such a manner out in public, talking on a phone – sometimes they don’t even have a phone, they just pretend they are talking on a phone. When you are faced with literally 1000’s of these bizarre girls, at some point they become a nuisance, a monumental harassment nuisance, so now I just call them “Dogs on Phones”. And after I took a shot of one, at my last address, and uploaded it; that was it, I had no more problems with “Dogs on Phones” at GinGin. Woohoo So, at my new address, after just 6mnths, suddenly there was one in the car park infront of my car. So, I got her, and am uploading today, as after I saw this one that day, there were 2 more over at Armstrong Beach a little later, so, I know now, that I ought to have uploaded it straight away, to deter other Dogs on Phones. I was planning on doing a collage, as there have been so many Dogs on Phones, but it is a bit of a nuisance to try and capture them on camera. I should add, it was suggested I have Dogs on Phones, to deter arshole seedy men from following me. A case of the good and the bad is both bad. I am sure there is an expression for that, but could not think of it….it’s probably German. 30. Highway Construction at its Best I had to include photo of ‘government works’ architecture, which is of course, a Highway in America; this one surpasses all other highways w orldwide. With all the native wildlife being left in peace to romp around without any danger of being hit by a car. Not to mention the ease of getting from A to B in a straight line, by simply going over all obstacles. BRILLIANT. (I have since seen YouTube videos of China’s new roads, and they too especially have a vast amount of amazing raised, extended bridges). Life Stories P18 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! 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Is there a list of Sadistic Doctors and Dentists in Australia? I would like to name and shame a few that I have had personal experience with. I know there is an organized network, akin to paedophiles, people who get thrills from inflicting pain on other people / animals. But I guess I’m out of the loop. I now record all Doctor / Pathology etc with BodyCam - Gunnedah pathology GRH, stupid zombie bitch) Not to mention recently - Dr. Norman Sadick and 2 Dental assistants (1 was NEGS girl by Life Stories P12 1. To Fill Water Pod at Bundaberg Gin Gin Council - they want $76.50 When I heard $76.50, at first I thought “thieves” - what a rip off, but in respect I think the girl I was speaking to on the phone meant to say it was $76.50 for the first one which includes the actual pod, and then after you pay for the pod, every time you refill the same pod up, it's only $2, so I think that's what she meant to say, but she did not say this. I was under the impression that you had to bring your own pod to Council for the first time, so but, maybe not the case. NOW, this is a typical example of Australian education system and how IT DOES NOT teach communication, and communication is the most important thing you need to learn at school - and they just DON'T DO IT! I can't even say it's people from my generation or thereabouts, because I have encounted many people, particularly in Bundaberg and Gin Gin, in their 20s who are even worse at communication than the girl at Council! I suspect the Council girl was probably one of the top candidates of communicator, why she was chosen, and still there were problems. So, I just can't believe that they haven't done anything about this in school. I just can't believe it. Australian Department of Education: you women are truly hopeless, stop trying to be nazi controlling the situation, and start teaching, guiding, and helping. Wake up. Maybe they are operating under their personal decree to depart: “just shutup and work mindset”. I guess here is a good spot to mention because when I moved to Gin Gin, kookaburra Park, the whole of Australia was in a drought, year 8 of a 9 year drought, it was extremely dry. I recycled my water from my washing machine, I had a big kiddies's pool that I had purchased (I couldn't get another pod, I had already purchased one at Colosseum, but I had left there – too big to bring with). But if you just monitor the pH of your washing water, then you can use it on your garden, no problems. So, I had to add 1 extra strength 2L bottles vinegar to one full pool. I also added 2l compost juice from my compost loo - which the plants absolutely loved, even though it was pretty stinky to do, it was worth it due to the plant response, particularly around menstruation time! Lol. There are various other ways you can recycle and save water in a drought, to still garden, I mean it's pretty easy I thought – just waste nothing. But, actually, I realised after I've been living there sometime, that a lot of people there didn't know how to do basic things like recycle their water. I had 2 large storage boxes full of water in my shade house; I would just dunk pot plants in, soak, then drain in another container, saving all the water. This is a really economical way if you don't have much water, I kept about 30 plants alive over 6mnths with only 3 loads of water. But one morning I came out, and discovered that my two plastic containers that I had just refilled, where’re completely empty! I tested them – no leaks. They were in my shade house by the house, so I don't think any animals would have got in there to drain them both – 150L. I believe someone literally came in and stole my water which was very bizarre, they didn't tip tip it out like a vandal, they must've siphoned all the water out and carried it back to where their house is! - just sounds absolutely weird and crazy - heavy. I'm guessing the main thing is: people don't know how to recycle their washing machine water. I didn't think you'd really have to have too much brains to figure it out. It's just weird that people just don't do it, they don't think to do it as used to just turning a tap on. I mean on the on the subject of hopeless school teachers there's something else going wrong if they can't figure out how to save and recycle water….. I having to move so many times, I can see why you might give up doing it (I have spent way too much money on other people’s grey water system, but for most people, they do not move like I have been forced to, so they should have no problems…. 2. The Scatterbrain Saves everyone from Dying I want to put this little story up, it just came to me one day, so it’s not my story at all, it didn’t happen to me I didn’t witness it, but I thought it was a good way to explain how we’ve got to have all types of people with all types of brain functions and mentalities to survive as a human race – so, not just smarty pants are needed, everyone is needed – A special message for all infants, Primary and High school teachers; There were four people out in a remote area, they were working on a science project together, three of them were very smart, academics and they were all focused around on the table, coming up with a plan for the project, while the fourth person was known to be a bit of a scatterbrain, who was off looking at the birds in the sky, and not focusing at all on the task at hand, now in this particular part of the world, there happened to be great devastating storms that would hit in a flash second, and would kill people. And on this day, one struck, but because this person, who wasn’t focusing on the task at hand, instead, looking around at the environment, saw the big storm coming, and was able to warn the three ‘concentrators’, and they all made it to safety. Now if that unfocused person wasn’t there, then those three highly intelligent people would’ve perished and died. So, I, unlike the school teachers back in my day, won’t stand for anyone bullying someone, or just reprimanding, teasing, cajoling, paying out, etc, a child who doesn’t keep up with the rest of the class, and who doesn’t get the A’s – and that especially includes, making students feel inadequate through passive ways, because they don’t get A’s in maths – shove your gold stars up your arse you complete moronic public-school teachers. And those kids that are not good at maths, develop skills in other areas that are not part of the curriculum and are not tested (which is a good thing), it’s like a blind person who has exceptional hearing. ‘No use’ of a sense, means another sense can develop more so than the average. There’s a place in our world for everyone. And shame on teachers (and CBA Bank staff) for only rewarding those who are good at maths, mathematicians are not GODS public school teachers. NOTE: If you steal from me, or do stupid twisted reflections - I WILL CALL YOU STUPID A little birdy told me they put an emphasis on maths back in my schools days, because they wanted robots to do their housework!! Kind of worked, didn’t it? iPad, iPhone, internet……! You know, maths for was not entirely a strong point at school for me, although I did get 97% on my HSC for maths (not the hard one). I have to add, after we had done our exam, the teacher went through each question to see if we got them right or not, and indeed I did get every single question right, but on the last question, as a part of the question, you had to show your working out, and apparently, in my working out, I didn’t work it out exactly the right way, and so was deducted the 3%. I felt that was worth mentioning because, you know as long as you get the questions right what does it matter how you got there? It’s a bit of a scam in my opinion! I recall my maths teacher writing a report card at the end of one year stating how, I use my creative thinking abilities, to aid my maths workings! I really embraced computers as they hit our generation, unlike a lot of people before me, and my age, some have been very slow to take up computers. Thank goodness for Julia Gillard; I think it was around 2013 who gave us the nbn-fast Internet. If it wasn’t for her, we would still be on dial up! Don’t know what those previous liberals were thinking, they were extremely slow to take up the Internet, I guess they knew, it was a threat for them, because ’power to the people’. lol I recall when I was in year 10 at school, computers were just being introduced; suddenly the maths teacher was now the computer teacher. The teacher was trying to attempt to teach us how to write a program- gotu1! I definitely didn’t grasp how computers worked, but I thought it was bloody brilliant how we could now just type up whatever we wanted to say. I later (30yrs later) found a letter that I had written then to mum back then in class (!), it was in their huge filing cabinet that I had inherited, by the way that filing cabinet had every piece of paper, in regards to our family, and anything you could think of - dad saved each piece of paper. It came in handy at the garage sale after they died, so we could look up receipts. For some reason that big file with all of those receipts was taken out of the cabinet by one of my siblings (stolen). I just wonder what on earth they did with it and why would they take it – I think it was Daniel. They specifically didn’t want me to have it. Anyway, back to my story, that letter was the first thing I wrote on a computer, I read this letter when I found it, and I just laughed my head off. It was hilarious! I had a short paragraph with what was going on, then I just started talking about how good the computers were and putting a whole series of letters across the line Woo Hoo !!!!!!!!!!!! ! I can just imagine me leaning back in the chair on 2 feet with 1 finger on the keyboard woo-hoo Lol 3. Neighbourhood Problems specific to me, today at Stellas House. You know I just watched a wonderful series on Prime Video, called “Ladies of Letters” and it is, I guess, based on a true story, about these two old ladies who write to each other throughout the course of their older lives. Their paths do cross every now and again, one of them stole the others boyfriend, and both ended up in prison for supposedly unwarranted situations, but generally it was not really about much except for the ordinary things that happen to one, in one’s life. Anyway I really enjoyed it, worth mentioning, and there were no dogs there, that’s always a nice relief. It’s inspired me to write this story- as I don’t actually have anyone to write to, I’m just going to write it here and put it on my blog. So Stella and her adult son John who own the house next door; they’re been there all month - you see that house is usually vacant, only for one or two nights a year, when Stella uses that house. But at the moment, they are there with a lot of guests coming and going, they seem to be having parties, playing loud music, and doing some sort of weird renovation that doesn’t need to be done, (I mean money much better spent on putting in a second Raintank, (if you ask me) but not any of my business. I talked to Stella, and she advised me she’s going to sell it, she has no choice, she says. But later I found out she had no intentions of selling, but she was talking to me that day, as a zombie, controlled by her son!! Can you believe that! Is there any point talking to her at all anymore? I don’t think so. Anyway, those people have been following me, every time I leave kookaburra Park, mainly follow me up to the post office. I can’t imagine why that would be so much fun for them, I mean how interesting following someone, more or less a complete stranger at that, and going to the post office? (are they simpletons? - I know I would never follow someone around, not even someone I knew, let alone a stranger. I mean don’t they have anything else better to do? Lol, you know it’s this kind of thing that keeps me awake at night laughing my head off - such absurdities.) Well that’s what they do, aswell as carry on, talk at me like I can hear them and we are having a conversation (we are not), you might be able to hear me, but I am NOT talking to you, so stop doing twisted reflections. Dodgy as hell. They kind of act obsessed with what I am doing at my place. One day, I had a buyer at my place, who was picking up an item they won on eBay. And a guy from no 6, never seen him before, started coming over to the fence (where my chooks were) and started talking really loudly in nonsensical manner -not really sure what that was about it, but that’s what he did. Pervert (fuck off) I have noticed that, if anyone comes to my place (like the appliance service guy) the neighbours and the whole place goes very quiet, not even those big terrible loud trucks that go by, go by. So I told Cate, my landlord, about Stella selling, and guess what -they all packed up and left, and that was the end of that torment (really?) – who should I tell about the noisy trucks? I find it extraordinary how society in general can’t handle unmarried women. It’s an area which seems to be totally backwards, like a huge part of Australia is living in an 11th century mentality. No more problems from them after I wrote this. 4. I have two biblical food stories I have two biblical food stories. I say biblical because the flavour was so extraordinary, and out of the usual. The first one: I was away at school and visiting a friend in her dorm, she had a carrot, and she took a bite and she didn’t want it, she asked me if I wanted this carrot and I said sure, and I left back to my dorm eating this carrot; and it was the best carrot I’ve ever tasted, ever, infact, it was unbelievable – the centre core of the carrot seem to have the special unique sweet flavour that I have never tasted before or since. I could not get enough of it. SO GOOD (I secretly believe it tasted so good, because God was so impressed that someone had given me something ‘free of charge so to speak‘ and a kind gesture, for once in my life, (usually people just take), that He made the taste extraordinary for me!! J) (The girl who did not like the carrot, btw, was Alica White, Jessica Whites older sister – if you are following my Dental story). The other time was some orange juice. I lived on a farm and there was an abundance of oranges on the existing orange tree. I must’ve picked them just at the right time (because there is a key time when oranges are ripe, and I was still young, and wasn’t aware of such things, it was really lucky, I thought later…) I made some juice from these oranges, and it was unbelievable, I have never tasted anything like it before or since either. I could honestly say it tasted like ’nectar of the gods’, it was so amazing, it was beyond juice and had turned into a syrupy kind of nectar, just so sweet and delicious. (tree grown from seed) “Are you inspired about life yet dear?” I must mention, that orange tree was growing right next to the septic tank, so there could have been a little more nitrogen in the soil than usual! 5. For Every Action, There Is an Equal and Opposite Reaction re Coward of the County I've mentioned how there's a reaction from all the stealing, so for a while, if I just misplaced something or couldn't remember where it was, my first instinct and thought was “it’s probably been stolen”. I reached a point, after so many thefts, where I didn't even bother looking for anything lost, because I just assumed it was stolen too. But obviously that's not always going to be the case, in any normal person’s life, things invariable get lost. There’s going to be the odd time, when I just can't find something because I left it in a weird spot in a non-thinking manner. So, I have to deal with that, and be more mindful. But the same thing has happened on my blog; there has been a few things disappearing (hacked and stolen) as I've mentioned. At least 5 pieces of writing that I know has significant meaning, have been deleted, so I'll write about these here again; one was the bit on my About page, where I described ebay staff who track my IP address, so I'm not able to create an eBay account, as they delete it straight away (actually they did that on Facebook too, nazi IT nerds, Little birdie told me it was the aboriginal police girl from my local area who was tracking me and deleting my accounts, the tracker) -you know, they are full on ‘hounding’ me like dogs. Another piece was also on my About page, where I gave a description about my business that I created when I was living at Rangari. I created a business called Farm Plants and Seeds, I grew literally hundreds of plants, and was able to collect the seed from them and sell them on eBay, it was a nice little profit for me, whilst not going over the tax-free threshold. I also did a bit of plant propagation. But all that work was really all in preparation for the future - it takes a while for plants to grow and establishing themselves so then they can produce in abundance, and be propagated, my plants had only just started maturing, and I had collected only a few of what I would soon be able to harvest. So, my plan involved me still being there, obviously, and, if I was still there, I'd be quite wealthy by now, because of all my hard work finally paying off. So, not only was my garden stolen, and all my hard work wasted, but that story was stolen off my blog. What are they so afraid of? Another: I wrote a story about my little sister choking on a piece of Frankfurt. It was life or death situation, she turned blue, then black, and red and purple, then black again, and fully white. I witnessed it, it was horrendous, she was so close to dying. Mum eventually managed to save her with her long hard finger nails, she speared it, and pulled it out – I have a clear image of her long slender finger and long hard calcareous fingernail, with a red piece of Frankfurt skin, a small bit of meat, impaled on it. Mum never purchased anymore Frankfurt’s after that. And there was another one, unfortunately I can’t quite remember if I wrote this as a part of my life stories, or if I did a separate photo story. But I had mentioned a movie that I had watched, unfortunatly, I can’t remember which one either, but it touched on the subject about social women back in 1882 or something, knowing people and setting them up, - arranging friendships and or partnerships to form. And then that particular person, then expected money, and later approached one of them at least and demanded it, and used extortion techniques. I was writing about how wrong this is, and how greedy that person was to use her friendship in such a way. As, beforehand, there was certainly no verbal agreement, it was a mere social introduction. In fact, I was quite outraged by the fact that she later expected money. And if she didn’t get it when she asked, then she would retaliate with some sort of nasty revenge. In my opinion she was undeserving of money or life. It’s not like she actually did anything, I mean, this is how social groups work, someone knows someone, someone is related to someone, and someone’s good friends with someone…… this is not a business, it’s just the way social structures work. So, unless that person, sells herself in such a manner, with a business card… etc, and clearly states beforehand that she wishes for money if the introduction is profitable, (which that person most certainly did not - she was posing as a friend) then it would of course be acceptable to negotiate money. And I feel the reason why this made me so angry, was because I have encountered people like this today – always women – the daft type. Another one that was removed, was when I wrote about an excellent movie, I saw about the guy who came up with the idea for electric windscreen wipers; a big car company, stole his idea, after he brought it to them. So, this was not just a mere conversation out in a social gathering that was overheard, the guy literally went to the place of business to sell his product, and they saw how it worked, and they stole it. Such audacity. Later the guy took them to court, and years later, painstakingly, for him, eventually won, he received millions, as every car since 1956 or something, had used his idea. So, this is different than if someone hears or overhears (eavesdrop) on your conversation and takes that idea you had, and turns around and makes a profit. But, as someone who has had extensive experience in this area, (I am full of ideas) I still do not consider I am entitled to money in a such a situation, it was their ‘get up and go’ that turned the idea into a business. If someone is savvy enough to take what they hear on board, and come up with a way of money it is all the best to them, kudos to them for listening and paying attention. No one else is certainly entitled to any profits from the business that somebody else has created. This is a common-sense thing. I do know what it feels like to see someone use “my idea” I see it ALL the time, and a lot of those people are greedy non-thinking dogs who deliberately stalk and steal, because they know they could never think of anything themselves, and because they can. (They are tooo stupid, but have business connections) I know there would be plenty of people, (no women, however) that would actually want to reward or payback the idea maker in some way, I have seen this happen (sometimes, condescending-ley so). But if you steal from someone, there is long term ramifications, and a savvy business person will know this, if you take from someone, you will have to repay them somehow, otherwise bad things will befall you. – now see, stupid dogs, don’t understand this concept, those people will be in trouble later. So, if someone steals your idea, there is no need to worry, nature has a way of balancing things out in the end, so unless you have legal grounds so you can actually win, just don’t worry about it. And be flattered, mimicry is the greatest form of flattery, so they say!! Oh, and I have experienced many stupid women wanting to apply the ‘bad opposite’ for every ‘good reaction’; so, if someone says or does something nice to me or for me, then that stupid girl sees the good deed, and thinks it undeserved – thinks I am undeserving of anything nice, so she will say something horrid to me, or do something passive aggressive nasty, like replace the carwindow cleaner at the service station with a broken one. Ugly on the inside girls – girls who have grown up in a family without LOVE. Poor little girls. I overheard someone say “if you poke someone with a stick for long enough, eventually they are going to snap it”. Also I wrote a little didi about that wonderful Kenny Rogers song “Coward of the County”, about someone the whole town perceived as a weakling who does not fight back. And one day a group of them did something despicable, and he turned and killed them all. I know this was deleted, because this was how I was perceived in Gunnedah and why they continually stole from me – and one day I would have turned and ‘got’ them all. So they cast me out before I was fully pissed off and ready. 6. Vitamin and Mineral PRE-I told you so I don’t see this enough, but some vitamins and minerals really shouldn’t be taken, they do more harm than good. I’ve seen bad cases where people have lost the use of parts of their bodies, due to vitamin supplements. I personally believe my father died of pancreatic cancer which was brought on by a supplement which acted like plant fertiliser. ($300 a bottle – who sold him that, it killed him?) We are not designed to eat vitamins and minerals; our bodies work by taking nutrients from foods. For instance, when you eat an orange, you get a dose of vitamin C. Oranges are really healthy and vital for any growing person, but when you take a vitamin C capsules there is something like 3000 times the dosage of vitamin C to what you would find naturally occurring in an orange, so you can see it’s kind of a little out of balance, the body isn’t designed to take that much vitamin C on all at once. Those people selling these items really just want to screw you out of as much money as they can, they don’t care if you die or lose a body part, or more often suffer from some long-term side-effect, which isn’t apparent at the time of taking the vitamins - they are blinded by their greed. And I know just reading some information on the Internet there is so much BS out there about these supplements. But, even I know how tempting it is to read something that implies “if you take this tablet you will be cured of that ailment”. IT IS SO TEMPTING TO PURCHASE after reading something like that. BUT RESIST! All the pharmaceutical companies and supermarkets, have marketing down to a tea. They really know how to trick people. Even, as I know this fact, yet sometimes when I see a pop up add I can’t but help just to stop and read it, thinking maybe this one is different, this is the one I really need! Luckily I usually remember, marketing bullshit. So, this is a little public warning here, don’t waste your money and risk your health by taking vitamin/mineral supplements. Eat good food, it’s not that hard. Especially when your young. I have encountered a few people who have no idea on how to eat healthy, so strange in today’s world, and I hear “I don’t like vegetables, so I just don’t eat them” - which I have to laugh at, because, I mean, you have to eat vegetables to be healthy, there’s no choice in the matter! Incorporate herbs in your diet too. There are specific foods you can eat to overcome any imbalance you may be suffering from – we just don’t know about them all yet. And I am talking about vitamin and mineral supplements found in a chemist shop, I am not even referring to the tactics that I heard these pharmaceutical companies use, to get young people hooked on “recreational drugs”, especially back in the 80’s and 90’s. IT IS ALL ABOUT MONEY. Also, another warning, it’s not normal for your kids to need any kind of medication. NONE. It’s not normal for them to be sick, it’s not normal for them to have a headache. It is not normal for them to experience pain, obviously if they fall over and hurt themselves they will experience pain, but it is unusual in those circumstances that a child would actually need pain medication, unless they had literally broken their arm or such, I wouldn't be administering any kind of pain medication or sedative. Pain happens for a reason, it's a message to our brain to tell us we're doing something wrong, if you take a pain medication you don't get that signal, so you/a child will make the situation worse by not resting or moving on the afflicted area… pain is very important, very necessary, and should be thought of as a help and not a hindrance. A child certainly doesn’t need sedation medication of any sort (if you do this, you are BLATENTLY abusing your child). I would say a big fat NO, to any medication that’s marketed at kids. If you kid is not well, it would be your fault for not feeding him/her properly, most likely not enough protein; to be strong enough to handle life. COMMON SENCE HAS TO BE APPLIED IN ALL SITUATIONS. Sudden ‘pop up’ ailments and tragedies can occur, and need to be treated. My mum was a registered nurse, yet she was pretty much opposed to any type of drugs or medication; she knew that they were not often necessary. If you look after yourself and eat well, you will not get sick. But she could apply common sense, so same as I could, if it will actually help; can put convictions aside. It is interesting, because I after breaking my arm when I was 12, know how incredibly painful it is, but taking some painkiller, may have helped, I may have been able to sleep that night….But following that incident, I have described elsewhere on blog what happened, I experienced something quite unique, and if I had of taken medication, I wouldn't not have had that experience, therefore and as uncomfortable and awful as the experience was, including my painful arm, I believe it is a truth of life that I was privileged to see. But one must not forget the possibility of a child becoming sick for the purposes of attention. If you give your child enough attention, in the first place, it won’t have to get up to such devious antics like that, real or not real. So, the only cure then, is love and attention. {I have encountered numerous people who realised after the 3rd child, they should’ve stopped after 2. This is what this blog is for, to enlighten bumblers who bumble along and don’t realise all the things that they need to know and do, to thrive in life.} Having said all that, since the availability of yummy espresso machines, I find myself consuming to much coffee, which is affecting liver function, but there is a herbal supplement I have discovered, that helps the liver with this – so a win win, I can continue my 3 cups of coffee! {apparently it turned out, there was something wrong with the budget coffee from Coles, contaminated with poison or something? Not sure, but they changed it. Woollies too is screwing people on a budget too; they take all the cream out of the budget milk, and put it in the creek yoghurt. But the creek yoghurt now is yum!} I wrote this in 2020, but in the meantime (now 2025); health knowledge has increased in leaps and bounds. Especially plant information in relation to body function, and not all is BS. But still be careful, many humansharks out there. AND BTW, if I was PM, instead of working 5 days a week, I would make the working week 4 days. {Someone told me, they think if there was only 4 working days, then there would be too much fighting by bored people – could be true? I know it is with my neighbours atm; Sunday afternoon drunken yelling}. And, instead of conscription (I know we don’t have that here in Australia – and only mothers that don’t actually care if their son lives or dies, sends them off to join the army), but I would make conscription 12mnths compulsory cookery school, where everyone is learnt fundamentals of good diet and healthy cooking. – this would save the health budget billions in the long run! Afterall everyone knows war is for little boys who don’t want to work. And who, fits the very worst category of people that you would give a gun to? I mean the most irresponsible, the most inexperienced, the most gung-ho of them all - of course that category is young men, the very type in the past that they want to enlist! Honestly, they were so clueless in the past. Everyone knows little boys, just want to fight, they have no common-sense. Fighting first, asking questions later. Useless. I would also ensure (as PM) any adult who doesn’t have any kids; would receive a bonus from the government of $50, every 6 months! Male and female. Also thus introducing compulsory genetics testing and recording, at birth. I'd also make anyone with a criminal record have compulsory hysterectomy on jail admittance. Plus, I would abolish land tax. Land tax is a disgraceful tax. The government has implemented this so it can have control over all land, no one is truly safe in their own home. The government can already find ways to control if someone works or doesn’t work (so has money or doesn’t) – they have means and tactics. So, if a person owns the land and has no work to pay the land tax, then it means the Gov can have control to take the land from the owner. It’s a disgraceful tax, and all Australians should be outraged by it, and they should be telling the government to stick this tax up its $%^^. BTW, I’m not a landowner, so in reality, it makes no difference to me if there is land tax or not, yet I am still outraged by it. This is just an observation of how the government oversteps its boundaries. {If you pay your taxes, and the government wants your land, I hear now, in the UK, that the owner can set an absurdly high asking amount to sell, which may put off the government, and indeed did with the abolished construction of their high-speed train through the country!!} I would also insist, (as PM) everybody else have the same holiday time, as what school teachers have. They have at least 3 ½ times as much holiday as everyone else! (12 ½ weeks) what a scam! {Although yesterday (22nd June 2023) I ventured out and when I went through town, at 3pm, all the shops were closed, I have absolutely no idea why. The pubs were open, I suspect there may have been a football match on?}  It seems the locals here take matters into their own hands! I guess also, there would be compulsory free monthly massage….. (I am not a “talking social people person” – like what you have to be, to be a poly! ) I did originally have a photo above of some vitamin tablets, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers. Dodgy artists, lazy photographers. So, I have replaced it with my fabric design: “Pandorea jasminoides Clusters Rosey” with stripes to match, “Eucalyptus Rosey Stripe”. I love this one, and that plant, Pandorea is fantastic, plus it will grow here at new location in the subtropics. I was recently reminded of it when someone named Bonnie Colleen Pappin had contact me via my wixfabric site and wanted stripes to match, as she said she purchased the design as wall paper back in 2017 before I was ban by the little girls at spnfl!! So far have not heard back from her…dogs outside beeping just now, she probably stole something? Maybe she wanted to get on my blog. 7. Food Bullying Through Obesity Encouragements The latest thing the goddamned dogs are doing is trying to manipulate food intake; set off triggers to make me hungry, at the moment they’re doing comfort food, as in there doing things to make me feel uncomfortable so that I get hungry. They also have other tactics, which I will not be disclosing - Fat jealous dogs are doing food bullying through intimidation. They MAYBE COPYING MY STORY FROM The Big Jelly Baby scam, where I mentioned, dogs who wanted to try to get me to put on weight. Copycats. OR, another little birdy told me, that Well actually, I’ve observed, that when you put on weight, such as I have done, it triggers your hormones, and you intern, get bigger breasts. That’s why you see a lot of petite young girls with hardly any boobs, and it’s the little fatties, that grow up with big giant boobs. In my forties when I started to gain some excess fat, my boobs started to grow! Anyway, so the birdie reckons, there’s ‘boys’ out there (probably from Netflix) who want all girls to have big boobs, and so are trying to trick me into over eating, which wouldn’t surprise me at all. Now, it was my neighbours yelling out, but it was difficult to pinpoint the exact location of the yelling, so it was either Bob and Helen Elder, or David Hooker and Sharon Millet, or their kids, or their friends – they have a lot of people coming and going. Or, it could have been the house behind on Elseardway. In my opinion all guilty, but none have been convicted for manipulating obesity. 8. Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Fuck off you stupid little leech at no 9 Kooka. Everywhere I go, problems with neighbours. Why do they think my life is any of their business? Why did they feel they need to inflict themselves upon me with passive aggressive attempts at communication?? Again, same problem at next address too. I know for a lot of people they tend to trick themselves into believing that they’re in a relationship with someone, like an employer/employee and landlord/tenant, father/son, when in actual fact, they’re confusing the relationship, with a belief of the relationship to be more than ‘just what it is’, due to the power inbalance. It is the power that they like, and the control they have over them, and not the actual person, is what triggers the trick. But because this is actually not something that’s really talked about in society, (and basically the average person is too stupid to see) and realise, that it’s not the person they like, it’s the power and control they have over them. And when suddenly the tenant or the employee, child, spouse… doesn’t react to them in the way that a friend or lover would, they take a lot of offence, and can’t seem to see the reality of the situation. I find this happens to me in particular, a lot. I spend a lot of time thinking and saying; fuck off. I suspect my neighbour may suffer from this problem, who wants to assume some sort of territorial possession over me, just for merely being neighbours. So sick. So unhealthy. I said it at the top, and I’ll say it again now at the bottom, {and I have said many times on this website} fuck off you stupid little leech at number 9. Here is a good spot to mention, when I was 19, at Hornsby Tafe studying Fashion Production. I was curious about psychology, mainly stemming from the fact that I felt I was pretty much different from most people, just not quite the same as the other girls at my school or at Tafe. (and no, I am still not gay, and nor do I have a mental illness!) I thought maybe I could find some answers as to why I was different. I did not think there was anything wrong with me, I just wanted some answers to life questions – things actually, that I have talked about in my blog now, as an old wise woman. {Also, possible from my ‘eavesdropping’ phase re mums Counselling people through the church – a curiosity had formed}. There was a library at Hornsby, I went there looking for psyche books -there was not that much there, there was nothing actually in that genre (pathetic). But some years later I did end up reading a fascinating book by Carl Jung, that belonged to my aunt. Very complicated and slow reading, hard to understand, but he did touch on images in the form of icons. And stated something along the line of them going into the collective consciousness, and thus familiar to everyone. So, not just icons you may think of like Nike or marketing logos, but he was talking about many different “language” type images. There were heaps shown in the book – actually I found it a little odd, and certainly did not recognise any of them. So, I figure this was his understanding of image transfer like I talk about in my Dream Watchers photo story. A little different, and somewhat primitive! I have never seen any popular icons in my dreams, or as a passing flash!! But, actually I was told by one so called professional that the reason I could not see, was because my father was a heavy drinker even before I was born, and this has affected a small part of things that happen on the Metaphysical brain wave length!! J Not sure if this is true – it could well be! lol Although I have always thought not seeing “icons” or images was quite healthy! No illusions or hallucinations here! { A deliberate plan of dads to raise undelusional kids! Ha ah!}. What I was intrigued about Carl Jung’s book was his mention of the phrase “collective consciousness” things that whole groups of people understand, and live a certain way as a result of a state of mind. Like how now we find it unacceptable to treat other people as slaves, or scalp their heads – but before, this was perfectly normal. I do believe people work hard at changing the collective consciousness for good. (through conscious media, like movies). When I mentioned to Carl Jung to one of my older friends from fashion school, she turned to me (we were in my car), and said, she was raped by Carl Jung. She said it point-blank, I couldn't quite believe it, because I thought Carl Jung was really old, and possibly dead before her time - but maybe not? He was popular in the 1920s. I looked him up later, he died in 1961. She was probable born in the 50’s, could have been 60’s? I am really not sure; she was a housewife with 2 just turned teenage kids in 1992. She may have meant raped in the metaphysical world, I'm not entirely sure, I should have probed her about it, but I was a little bit shocked, and dumbfounded at the time; I grew up in happy barbie bimbo world where in public, everyone smiled and was happy. I was only 19 back then, and here was someone talking about RAPE!! Maybe she was just scared about the mention of being psychoanalysed! She was the type who was ‘open minded’ - by that, I do not mean I could read her mind! Lol! But she embraced new things, and weird things like colour light therapy. Some people are open minded in the literally sense, some people can read others minds. It happens a lot, its called mental telepathy. (der fred). I mentioned on my blog there are certain women (many women) who if I'm upset -she screams. It happens to me all the time, and I have learnt over the years to be very controlled. Because its kind of annoying if your pissed off about something, and you have some little annoying bimbo dog outside screaming. But what I find weird about this whole thing is the un-acknowledgement that it happens – especially by the Australian Police. It's like one of their number one priorities, is pretty much to pretend that this kind of thing just doesn't happen. Like it's not real. It seems to be an area of dysfunction in their adamant mission to deny it. Just weird. I mean why would you want to that - it's a part of life, why would you want to deny life? What’s wrong with them? This is why the refuse to do anything about all the thefts at my place and or from my car / body in town. To take me seriously they would have to acknowledge just exactly how these dogs are stealing from me. My cross to bear. I want to mention sleep walking here too, and no I do not mean walking around the streets half asleep in zombie frame of mind. I am talking about getting out of bed in the middle of the night doing some weird thing, then getting back in and going to sleep again; then having NO recollection of doing it, the next morning. This is not something I am in the habit of doing, but dad told me, when I was 8 or so, I did sleep walk once. In fact, I have written about it before on this blog but I couldn't find it today in my search results, so I will put it in again; one night I got up around 11:30pm, and walked all the way down the large hallway into the living room where dad was watching television still. Mum had already gone to bed, and he said I just hopped up on his knee and started watching television! He said to me ‘are you alright, do you want to drink of water? And he said I said ‘no’, and so I sat there for about 30 seconds, then I just got up again and went off to bed! That's what he said happen - so that's very odd. I suspect it had something to do with going to bed at 630pm – I was getting too much sleep. I imagine that would be something that I would in that scenario. I don't believe there's been any other incidences of sleep walking, but I mean who knows - if you can't remember, maybe I've been sleepwalking every night! No one mentioned it at school. There was one other incident, not sure if it was sleeping walking, I have mentioned that too on my blog, but will do again; when I was living in Petersham, the old house has been divided into four units, so it was kind of odd and pokey, and small. It was bloody awful in fact {I just wonder how I ended up living there in pretty much probably one of the worst places in Sydney you could rent! Especially since I was most definatly not one of the worst people!}. Plus, I was working. Anyway, the next-door neighbour woman had a cat, and the smell from her kitty litter would come out their open window and into my front door, even when it was closed, it would come under the crack at the bottom, plus around the sides. it was really disgusting - very strong smell, she never cleaned out her kitty litter so it seemed. DISGUSTING. So, I came up with a plan, I blocked the door with one of those sand snakes, and put up a thick velvet curtain all around the door to stop any leakages coming in around the edge of the door. It worked, but, as it was the front door, I could no longer use it, I had to come and go from the back door, which actually caused a whole heap of problems because the door kept changing positions depending on the weather; one minute it would lock the next minute it wouldn't (my bag was stolen one night). Anyway, so this curtain was kind of always closed and pushed against the door. Plus, the door was bolted, so that it could not be opened from the outside. One morning I got up, and the whole curtain had been pushed inwards, as if the door had been opened - so somebody has opened the door, and I don't know how this happened, because as far as I was I knew, it could NOT be open from the outside, it could only be open from the inside, and I have no recollection of opening it. So, maybe I slept walked, and did it in my sleep?? Now, I should add, this was the time when I was harassed at night by numerous people outside on the street, -not just some people, there were literally hundreds of people outside my house on the street on any given night. So, I suspect strongly, that had something to do with it. And another reason I've mentioned it, is because other times I have awoken to discover very strange things; like recently my sewing needles were all scattered on the floor and the figure 8 clasp had been returned to the floor too. There's no way that just magically appeared, it definitely was stolen 4 yrs prior at an address from 2 address’s ago. It was not in my possession in that time. So, someone has returned it, but I mean how did they get inside at night while I was asleep and the door was locked. I mean did they kind of speak to me when I was asleep, gain my trust, took advantage - then asked me to open the door, and I just got up nonthinkingly so, and did it?? I just don't see how there could be any other explanation? And if this is the case, I'm mean talk about taking advantage of someone, it's quite disgusting behaviour, SCUM behaviour. That little dog has no morals whatsoever - I mean if I caught them in my unit, that person would most likely end up dead. They have a death wish. The walls here are not sound proof- same as at Petersham. My new neighbour is probably from {Petersham – Sydney SCUM. How am I meant to report that to the police when they are so adamant that this kind of thing is not possible? They stupid. 9. Cocky Real Estates Stoop to a New Arrogant Low Re Pete Long Some nerve Elders real estate has, not only do they want landlords name and number for reference, but they want their email so they can send them a FORM to fill out!! Can you believe that? – oohh, I’m sure Pete my X landlord (a lawyer), has nothing better to do with his time, than be pestered by young airhead nazi rental girls). Could someone please do something about those intrusive, disrespectful, invasive (none of their business anyway) tryhard estate wenches. And, not to undermine people who aren’t lawyers – their time is just as important aswell. But case in point (a lawyer chargers $300/hour for his time) Below is the email from Elders, then the response email from Pete (I did not attach the form that Elders wanted them to fill out - but it was there! Dianne Obst Date: 9 June 2018 at 1:03:01 pm AEST To: sarah@ngiyaani.com.au Subject: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Good Afternoon Peter and Sarah Emily Bieman has applied for a rental property with our agency, and we require a rental reference from her previous landlords. I've attached the rental reference form, if you could please fill out and send back at your earliest convenience that would be much appreciated. Thanks in advance! Admin Elders Gladstone 3/19 Tank Street, Po Box 5014 GLADSTONE QLD 4680 p: 07 4972 5700 f: 07 4972 1280 e: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au gladstone.eldersrealestate.com.au Peter Long Sent: Monday, 11 June 2018 8:43 AM To: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au Cc: 'Sarah Ferguson' Subject: FW: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Dear Dianne, I am not in my office this week so I cannot print off and complete your attached form but I can advise that Emily rented a cottage on our farm from January 2018. She was the sole occupant and remains in the cottage at the present time. She gave us notice last week that she wished to relocate and would vacate the cottage. At the time she gave notice, she had made payments on account of rent through to 3 July 2018 and we have asked her to vacate the cottage by that date. Emily has two cats which have caused no issues. We received no complaints from anyone about Emily during her tenancy. We did an inspection of the cottage two weekends ago and found it to be clean and tidy with no damage. As Emily’s occupation was under a commercial lease because she operated her own business out of the cottage and its surrounds, no bond was deposited with the Rental Bond Board. Peter Long & Sarah Ferguson 10. Squeaky Wind Story I lived on a large farm in Gunnedah, at Rangari, owned by David and Brenda Heywood. Way before I moved in, my landlord used to live on the farm next door (about 2 km away). Then he bought the farm I lived on, as well as a house in town, and they moved in to town to live, and he would just come out occasionally to work the farm (he also owned another large farm on the other side of town – btw, farms in Gunnedah average on the 1500-acre size, that’s a typical farm size around town. The farm where I had been living previously, at Bulga was 2200 acres, {and that size is really too big for 1 man, one in his 40’s at any rate, so he used to lease out a couple of paddocks to his neighbours, and if I recall, he used to sow crops that were sold before he had even sown them, he was one lucky farmer}. The farmer who later bought David’s farm (when I had to leave), would own, at least 8000acres+, and that’s just what I knew about – that farmer is going to hell for sure). So, I was able to live in the farmhouse on the other farm. And David’s house that he had been living in next door, he let go to rack and ruin, it was pretty old anyway, so it didn’t take long for it to get into an unliveable state. (Typical farmer who would prefer to let his house go to rack and ruin, rather than have any dramas with the bother of renting it out. I saw on Google maps the new owner had bulldozed the house – total non thinker). There was also a Woolshed and a few other buildings over there, one day I went over and had a little exploration. Not only was there a small fenced off paddock full of Couch grass, and nothing else, which I was very impressed about - at the time I was going through a lawn phase, and had decided that Couch was my very favourite lawn! - I thought David should mow that little paddock and he would get an almighty harvest of Couch seed, which at the time was quite expensive and mostly unavailable!) But I discovered in the Woolshed, several old bales of wool still there, and even though this wool was not the kind of wool that you spin - the sheep bred in Gunnedah are for meat only, there are two main breeds, and their fleece is poor quality, a farmer might be lucky to get some money for it from the carpet industry. But I still thought it was Christmas, because I was in the middle of experimenting with plant dyes, and I could use all of this poor-quality burr filled wool, to dye with (I was planning on writing a book; Dyeing with Eucalypts.) So, after checking with the landlord that I could use it, I went back over there. And this day that I went, it was windy, I parked the car between the old house and the Woolshed, and the wind was blowing all around, and all around there were big old gum trees - and that feeling you get when you’re in an area that hasn’t really been inhabited by people, I don’t mind it at all, some people find eerie. The wind was also blowing the roof of the Woolshed up, it too, was in a dilapidated state, and I could see the wind lifting the iron up and I could hear the creaky noise every time it flew up, then back down. I was looking at it directly, when all of a sudden, the creaky noise that I could hear suddenly shifted, and whilst it was still a creaky noise coming from the roof, it kind of sounded like words, it was bizarre, 3 words. The words that I heard, as I was watching the iron lift up and back down again, was, “well hello there”. For me, it literally felt like the wind was talking to me, but it wasn’t just a normal sentence; If you were ever a fan of that show “friends”, and you remember that character Joey, and he was a bit of a flirt with all the women, and he had his pick-up-line of “how you doing”! That was the kind of tone, underlying the creaking, that I could hear!! It was most bizarre! I thought maybe there must be some sort of sound recording or sound device that Heath Barwick bloody installed, as he was the other neighbour adjoining, and he most likely knew that I would be venturing over there that day. But really, I don’t think so, I think it actually was the wind; you know, if you talk to the wind, it will talk back to you! (I spent a lot time on my own, so that’s a lot of time just talking to myself, in my mind! The wind thought I was talking to it!!). Actually, I just remembered something else; I was over nearby collecting some wire fence that David had told me I could use for of my Gumtree strip, (the roos were getting in to my trees, eating them), and I heard what sounded like a timber saw, it was very loud and had a kind of ring after it, it was echoing through all the trees out there. I thought that David must be up at the old shed tinkering away. I mentioned it to David a few weeks later and he said there’s been no electricity connected to that house in years. But there was a timber saw mill up there too, because they used to mill the timber all around there. I did later have a look at the timber mill and indeed it would’ve sounded just like what I heard. Weird huh? Maybe it was David‘s antics. But, again, I don’t think so. Oh! I just remembered something else too! The first time I went up there, there were five sheep; and it was literally like they were being herded by something I couldn’t see, just a feeling I got, like a Shepherd spirit. I thought maybe there’s generations of farmers haunting the place - wouldn’t surprise me if there were generations of Heath Barwick‘s family haunting the place! I want to mention, since this happened, I know there have been people who have put devices around my house that one can speak into and be heard, or play a recording of some sort - to try and trick me. Perhaps copycats? Omg, I just remembered something else; one night I looked across to David’s old farm from my veranda, and I could see what looked like an old timber building burning. I alerted David, but he was totally nonchalant about it. And later, as I was wondering why he did not care if there was a building burning on his farm, I worked out, it was because it was those people who do lights and affects on buildings, they indeed were trying to trick me, and David knew about it. You see what I have to put up with out there, as a single lady. And one thing leads to another – with all trickery leading to thievery. 500 items stolen from me while I lived on that farm. Curse them. Good Vibes in Roof Space 16. Neighbours Cat 18. Tool room at Rangari 12. Moving Ferns 13. Verander at Rangari This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with. I had so much, that when I moved I had to throw a whole heap out, just no room in my future rentals for old wool storage. Curse everyone. 11. Good vibes in roof space conversion I’ve written a little bit about this before, but it’s another one that has gone missing, so here it is again with more details. I was going to add it to my “Meddling Marys in Victorian Street - none of your business” photo story, but it was getting a bit too long. The reason why, was because my aunt in Leichhardt, wanted to do a renovation in her attic, and her neighbours caused problems for her. She wanted to convert empty roof space into a room, a studio actually, she painted and taught. She also wanted a little deck out the back where she could sand her crafts, and provide good air and light. The roof would stay as was, and some windows would be added on the north city side. A very simple renovation actually. So, she told me this story later, I was not there through the whole process. Now, for some reason she had to put in a request to neighbours, to seek permission, to do the renovation. Something along those lines, I’m not overly clear of each council’s rules. But why on earth Council would come up with this cockanninnie rule of seeking neighbours’ permission is beyond me, they obviously do not know the nature of most people, especially women. So, her neighbour did protest, she had monumental problems from them, and, btw, they were her good friends infact, they used to eat out in Leichhardt together regularly. But that was the end of that. The neighbour stated if somebody went outside onto the little deck, they could see into their yard, thus privacy would be gone. So, you know if you have read my blog, how important that I know, privacy is. But in this instance, - as in all home renovations, for me, I would say this would be the future problem of the neighbour, and they should have to deal with it by putting a tree or trellis, or something. That’s just my personal opinion, as most homes I have lived in, have been in DIRE need of renovations, and it is hard enough coming up with the cash and a reputable builder, so having additional neighbour and council problems is nightmarish. So, eventually, after several long months, it was decided my aunt could go ahead with it, but she had to put a barrier at the end of the little deck, kind of like blinkers on a horse! But after it was finished, you could stand on the side and look directly into the yard anyway, so it didn’t really make any difference. And the whole process was a bothersome and a nuisance, and completely unnecessary. But anyway, the room turned out beautiful, and she had managed to find 4 secondhand stained-glass windows, all the same size, and placed all on the north wall where the sun shines through when it rises. I found a room that was similar on public domain Flickr, I just added the windows, see above. When I went down there at school holidays, I got to sleep in the new studio, she had a daybed up there in next to her large 4x4m work bench, and when I woke up in the morning, the sun pouring in through those beautiful stained-glass windows, it was just gorgeous, beautiful timber room, with the sun, the colours, the new timber scent – it created such a wonderful atmosphere, very memorable. 14. Harassment for Money from Employment Provider in Gin Gin for Road Works and Street Beautification SH SH it’s a secret My neighbours, incahoots with female employment girls, harass me deliberately for money - they harass me continuously, and steal from me, they are so bad, I have to put in a complaint to local council and or polys (as they know I will do, anyone of sound mind would) - then council comes up with a ‘distraction’ plan for usually husbands - they pay them to do unnecessary roadworks. This has been an ongoing ‘thing’ that bitch wives in each community I live in, do. They are beyond a nuisance - they make my life HARASMENTHELL; they are stealing from me. -Don’t give in to them, don’t give them any money - it just makes them worse next time. Big network of these people. In Gunnedah they used use me for arts money aswell, as all the roads there, were all fixed – I was there 20yrs before having to move to QLD. In Colosseum, they had ‘lollipop girls’ stopping traffic on my rd. (This quite little rural rd, that hardly anyone used; to dig up a section, then replace it – for no reason. Same with the Blackman Gap Rd to Miriam Vale, dirt rd, suddenly lollipop women stopping traffic, for work that just does not need to be done. (Lollipop women – the main guilty harassing greedy culprits, those woman get paid $90hr for sitting on their ass). And on the Bundaberg Gin Gin rd, they got young men to ‘sweep’ the rd, not kidding, I took a photo – they were stopping traffic to sweep it clean, all day, no road works going on at all. I have probably created more jobs than anyone could possibly know, yet the stupid female bully twits at Bundaberg locked me up for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – unbelievable what goes on in Australia – I recommend not having kids, as this community is fucked. (Since I seem to have so much influence in this area, I contacted council and told them to start putting powerlines underground instead of pointless roadworks; I think they like roadworks, as they have all the infrastructure and are incahoots with lollipop people). I often have wives drive by house in shiny new cars, beeping showing off what they got by ‘dogging’ with me - stupid little bimbos, can’t make money anyway but by stealing and bullying. BTW, at my new location there does not appear to have been any roadworks or street beautification in the area AT ALL for the whole 12mnths I have been here!! Wow, first time in 30yrs!! Well, I definitely know the harassment as somewhat ceased compared to back then. But today actually, there seems to be some idiot across the rd at no 155 or either side of them, beeping at me, and ofcourse there is some guy constantly going woohoo all day long, and his stupid dog who seems to harass me now instead of her child, whenever I do a load of washing – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOG. Seriously don’t those people have anything else better to do all day than concern themselves with what I am doing – get a fucking life. {council; DOG COMPLAINT} I also think they have been doing fake baby noises, as the sound of baby crying goes off everytime I go into my bedroom. Stop harassing me, I have the right to live in in “quite enjoyment”. As soon as I upload this story, beep beep from a hoon going by. Not sure if those things are road works related though – most likely trying, copycats. So, I think those road works before were “Miss” Wainberg’s oka Cate Rogers, doing, her manipulating councils, along with her school friends from Gunnedah. 15. Cockatoo Story So, I mentioned before on my blog at certain times people take it upon themselves to do signs, really annoying signs, mostly disrespectful signs, meaning, not with the message itself is rude or anything, but just the way they do it is disrespectful, like, if you have something to say to me, then you say it to my face, you look into the persons eye and say it. Doing it by signs is disrespectful, annoying and antagonistically cowardly. It is not CLEVER. So, I think, by waking me up at 330am or thereabouts every morning they have been trying to tell me another one of my stories is missing (stolen), the one about the cockatoos waking me up every morning at Bird-Twit. I’d come into the house every morning for brekkie, as a young nine-year-old or so, grumpy, because the birds had woken me up. If you are familiar with the cockatoos, then you know how extraordinarily loud they are, they kind of SCREEEECH. Plus, they seem to travel in groups, making them extra loud. There was a huge ironbark right outside my bedroom window (a lean-to on the side of our house) where they would hang out and screech. One morning, I heard the birds start, then the next thing I hear, quick as a flash, I heard the back door open, and I hear dad trying to scare off these cockatoos, he was making all sorts of ruckus sounds, I bet he wish he hadn’t sold his gun; a shotgun would have worked well. Anyway, after his antics of hissing and making cracking noises, whatever, they all left. It did the trick, and in fact I didn’t have any more problems from any more cockatoos ever again! And in my adult years now (back in Gunnedah, they’re kind of comical now, because whenever they see me coming, they all quickly take off!! Plus, they never used to tear apart my trees after I planted them either, (sometimes they’re known to do that out of sheer boredom, just tear off branches and leave them scattered on the ground). And well, so if this is the long-term effect from dad scaring them off years before, then I reckon, dad should’ve tried scaring off the dogs - I bet I would it would’ve had the same affect. Bird brains. (I am not sure if dad ever saw the dogs – but they were so prevalent, he must have) So that story was missing, I’m not sure what is going on with all my missing stories, who on earth is stealing my stories? I’m getting a little annoyed of having to rewrite it. And fuck you, in case it had any swearing in it, and that’s why they removed it. - I have taken upon to use swear words because I know how much the powers that be, dislike them. And until they stop stealing from me, I’m going to continue swearing. And, by the way, I don’t actually swear, really, it was not till I started writing this blog, and decided to incorporate swear words into my writing to show my annoyance, and piss off the people who can actually do something about the thefts. Lol, more irony. 16. 4 people that are, or, look like Karen Cull (high school biology teacher from Gunnedah High, NSW, Australia) 2000-2004 Karen Cull herself at Bulga (she has since remarried and is no longer is a Cull) 2005 the photography teacher at RMIT in Melbourne 2019 the independent patient rights advisor in the Bundaberg hospital 2021 I saw her walking around kookaburra park when I had t o leave (2018 I possibly heard her at Builyan from the neighbours “What’s up bitch” (!)?) Now, whether it actually be Karen Cull in each of the 3 other circumstances, I am not sure, as they could have been ‘lookalikes’? (If you have read my blog, especially my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story, this phenomena is a common game that dogs play). But it wouldn’t surprise me in the least, if they actually went and got Karen and asked her to play this role. As she would be paid by them, and thus they could ‘control’ the situation. {And this is how wealthy women in the know, and who are connected, keep winning money, by faking and cheating to get paid positions. I have seen many fakers in my life many – infact my advice to young people is always ask for ID if you are paying a so called ‘proffesional’} I have mentioned previously on my blog, how sometimes I feel in situations when I am out, that it has been set up, and people have been ‘placed in’, and told what to say to me by someone else, who is trying to control the situation. If you ever noticed, watching the ABC TV, and some other television shows, everything is pre-rehearsed, and everyone knows what to say, and what their cue is. I feel these types of people who are doing that, also try to do it to me in my life - because they want control over me, it is a game. I think it is older woman, who don’t like the way, in a situation, I can take the focus, and put it on whatever I choose. That’s the big issue for them. They are jealous. So, then there’s a big network of these women, they call themselves the Agony Aunts (a TV show apparently, I never watched) – they have been around for many years. And there are other women who see them and copy them, so then try to inflict domineering tactics over a younger person – me. It used to happen all the time in Gunnedah, but still they try now. There is something majorly wrong with them, they’re like, not quite fully thinking and evolved women, acting like little monkeys on my back – out of pure jealousy, and stupidity. (I have had a lot of experience with them now, stupidity is the underlying character type, incapable of respect.) Get lost you stupid bimbos, and get your own life. I should mention Karen Cull had a big white cat at Bulga, Mardi. He used to venture down to my house from where he lived, about ½ kilometre away, apparently, he used to live in my then house, briefly before they moved up to the big house. He used to chase my 4 cats, and he chased them inside, barging through the front door, I had to make it Mardi proof. I saw him early one morning, and he was the most pissed off cat you have ever seen, he kept looking up at me where I was in the window, and he could also see my 4 cats perched on the sill, so he looked at us then sprayed the bush, then, he would look back again, and go over to another bush, and spray it, (male cat), he would do that at least 5 times, before I got bored of looking at him. But he wouldn’t just walk or trot over to a bush, he would stomp and march over with this most disgusting scowl on his face that you’ve ever seen, looking at us the whole time he stomped! He hated us being there in his house. Anyway, one time I had to go over to the Tamworth airport and pick my parents up, and I was waiting in the busy airport, when suddenly there in the middle of the reception area, was Mardi. Don’t ask me how he got there, or who picked him up? But I certainly didn’t see Karen at the airport? The cat above, this is my now neighbours cats, it says “Jasper” on his collar, he visits me some mornings, and tries to come inside the unit, this one seems quite happy though! BTW, Karen was not my high school teacher - I did not have a secret crush on my high school teacher!! lol 17. Food and Flower jealousy I wanted to mention something about my cut flowers. I had so many flowers at Rangari, I was able to (eventually - it took some years), but pick excess ones, and put them in a vase on my desk. So pretty and lovely! I could not find my photo of my cut pale pink roses in my black and white jug, a specific one I was looking for, and I’ve checked my whole file system for it, it’s gone! Don’t ask me what happened to it - it wasn’t that good! I ought to have taken more phots of my flowers in vases. I remember one lot I picked, I sat it on my huge then, tv cabinet, it was a big vase full of multiple tall gum branches full of E. leucoxylon. It was a huge 1mx1m pink and yellow explosion of flower colour. Much more bold and substantial than my image above! I recall when I collected those flowers, they also sat in front of my yellow and pink curtain, it was masses of yellow and pink; and it reminded me of that wonderful designer Lacroix. I remember as an 18-year-old reading studio magazines, and every time I saw an outfit that I just loved, I would turn the magazine on it’s side, so I could read the name of the designer, 9 out of 10 times, it was always the same one Lacroix! 😀 I mention on my “It all comes down to food jealousy” on page 1, about the reason why I was cast out, and I should have also mentioned flowers, it’s food and flowers! There is an element of females out there, who are extremely jealous of flowers, and having that ability to be able to cut flowers (without forking out cash at the time) and putting them in your home; an element of extreme jealousy from daft bimbos. Its lucky I now do not live near a florist; I would end up wasting all my money on cut flowers. Actually, I googled the nearest florist to me and it was 400km away!! I noticed actually, everywhere in Australia, (bar the major cities, well Sydney and Melbourne at least), there are no florists, well no flower shops, I see there are now Florists, which are really “gift shops” and they do not sell fresh cut flowers, they have fake flowers and cards and bad chocolates and Kitschy gifts. There are delivery ones online, but the average price for a bouquet is $200! Ridiculous! I remember buying a bunch of Iris’s for $3 in Sydney. Also, I have a sad Rose story. L It was one of those situations when you’re young, and you do stupid things, because you don’t know any better; I had moved into this house that had an orange flowered rose bush, it came into flower with one rose and I thought it was the ugliest rose I had ever seen. (!) For some reason I wasn’t keen on the colour orange at that particular time, and this rose was bright and deep orange – it does not get any more orange than that rose (I have never since seen an orange rose before). But, since I did not like it, I thought, I’m going to dig it up and replace it with a pink rose. So, I did, and before I started hacking into it, I cut the one rose off, and placed it in the single stem vase that I happen to have {which I thought I would never have any use for ever, so was glad to use it even for an ugly orange rose). Then went about digging it up, when I came in at the end of the day, I walked inside, and the whole house was just this amazing scent of rose - you have never smelt such strong rose fragrance in your life!! It was amazing, every single room in that 3 bedroom brick house smelt like roses. I couldn’t believe that I had just dug up this incredible fragrant rose, and replaced it with a pink one, because I’m pretty sure it would not have a scent as amazing as that ugly orange one!! Oh life, sometimes just full of regrets! 19. Night Sweats - Direct result from a Lack of Privacy Forget about menstruation, menopause, medications, hormone problems, low blood sugar, etc- Night sweats, or sometimes excessive sweating, can usually be put down to stress, brought about by a lack of privacy in this full-on overpopulated world. Yet another reason to stop breeding like rabbits. (There have been girls in my neighbourhood that know about this phenomenon and deliberately ‘stare’ in through windows or harass from the street – sick) many times its happened; at Petersham and at Builyan, and a few other times in Sydney. I am talking saturated sheets. FUCK OFF Yet also another reason to introduce stricter policy for developers to making sure housing is private / sound proof; out of sight, out of mind. 20. BENDING the truth, photos from Realtors This is a low-income house in a tiny outback community in Queensland. This house is a trap, its pray is low-income tenants. This house has a whole heap of problems which cost the tenant money in upkeep - due to drainage problems, water shortage, and thieving tight knit community. The Real Estate; Elders, of Gladstone, will try to steal the whole bond upon exiting as well. I had to take them to court to get it back which wasted two whole days of my time, not to mention paperwork, stress and effort. I got most of it back, and only lost a little due to the way they set up the total scam court procedure. (The whole Gladstone court system is a big scam, it’s specifically designed for people with money, even if you’re completely right, and prove your case, they then call time out and change the rules, they set it up so that the person who has the least status in society loses- it is not a ‘just’ system at all - The judges and the real estate industry work together, it is a game for them. (And if you do win, the police who work alongside the court there, will follow you home and try to give you a ticket, which is what happened to me ($400), I strongly suspect the police at Builyan, Lisa Lynch had something to do with that – she is another naïve police woman) The ‘little girl’ realtor at Elders, Tamara Smitz, should’ve talked the owner, Lacie Bimrose, into seeing common sense- that’s her job, it is NOT her job to ‘egg’ her on, to see how much money they can screw out of the tenant. (Manipulated by Kaye Pownall too) The 2 judges, Athol Kennedy and Judge Kinsella should be ashamed of themselves. The case should have been thrown out when Elders did not even bother showing up. Actually, the full story that I had written about what happened in court, was stolen, so I will add it again. Because Elders didn’t bother showing, judge Kinsella, said we will have to set another day, instead of doing what he should have done, and that is throw the case out. They have very clear rules, and if I hadn’t of turned up, the case would’ve been thrown out - its most unfair that the case wasn’t thrown out when Elders didn’t show up. And Elders didn’t show up because this is a part of their plan; Elders are just down the road from the courthouse in Gladstone, whereas I have to travel two hours all the way up to Gladstone. So not only does it waste valuable petrol money ($95), but more or less a whole day is taken up and set aside for the case. So, I had to wait around all morning for this information and new date to be set, 2mnths later. So, 2 mnths later, the young Elders rental girl turns up, alongside about 15 other little Real Estate girls - it was all a big tag game, how can I explain what happened? They’re all playing this game and sucking up to this judge, who was a new judge now, judge Ethel Kennedy, and the young rental girl Tamara Smitz was indeed playing ‘footsies’ with the judge. I believe judge Kennedy had a thing for feet! A little hard to explain exactly what happened, but it was definatly a game of footsies. Suffice to say, asking for the full amount of bond was so ridiculous that even with their game that they were playing, the judge could not award the whole bond to Tamara Smitz and Lacie Bimrose. At one point the rental girl asked for compensation for a tree stump that I cut down – a tree stump! Compensation! - this is not worth taking someone to court over. Court is not a place for bitchy females to take out their frustrations. But, as they caught me off-guard - as they had a whole 2mnths to prepare after they saw my evidence including photos – I was very thorough, I thought. But as I didn’t have time to think about what I should’ve said after their rebuff, as I forgot to mention or show photos of the fact that there was a big cut off tank up the back of the garden, so I couldn’t mow that part, so the judge saw that tank area, but not the tank, and said I should’ve mowed that area and fined me $100! Can you believe that. If anyone would have told my last landlord that I was fined $100 for not mowing, he would’ve thought that was such a joke – like, I took mowing very seriously, my last lawn was at least 50m² I have two lawnmowers. Such is the ridiculous Queensland Rental and Court system, and the prejudice against people they do not know and are from NSW. (I did find it quite extraordinary how both judges couldn’t handle anyone who speaks with a raised voice! It’s actually kind of dysfunctional how they really can’t handle it - it must remind them of their mother, and being chastised by their mother in a loud angry voice when they were a child! So, if anyone speaks with an angry tone, they bang their mallet down and get all ‘antsy’. But I mean the very nature of why you would be at court in the first place is because you’re pissed off, there’s been an injustice. So why the court would have such a low tolerance for angry people is a little peculiar, and lacks COMMON SENSE. Well, I guess, not to mention the “arrogance” factor “how dare you yell at me” I’m special!! Anyway, so I walked out of that court room knowing that I was totally screwed, and I didn’t owe that stupid woman any money, I now feel she is now in debt to me, and she will be in karmic debt to me too. And the reason I suspect Builyan police officer Lisa Lynch was involved in stopping me after I left Gladstone court, in a total dodgy highway area where they reduce the speed limit to catch people out (another deliberate money making scam, I have done separate photo/story about the 70/90/80/70/80 km/h speed limit on the highway just outside Gladstone) - is because I spoke a lot with Lisa Lynch, the new police officer in Builyan, (I don’t think they even had police there before I moved in) because my neighbours were definitely stealing from me and Lisa Lynch intervened and the stealing stopped - but she would prefer to believe that it wasn’t her influence that put an end to it, but in fact they weren’t stealing from me at all - which was completely wishful thinking on her behalf. I find a lot of police aswell as people, think like this, and I really don’t know how they can be so stupid. And the young men involved in stealing from me at Builyan, continued to steal from me at my new address at Colosseum, after I moved, as it turned out they were friends with the work farmhand at my new address – young male thieves (although I did hear girls in the times of thefts too). Anyway, so that’s what happen there. BTW, now if I try to lodge a rental form application, via the online app (Tenancy1form) on My Real-estate, my name is flagged as having taken a landlord to court, and this stops the form altogether, you can no longer apply to the rental. CAN YOU BELIEV THAT? JUST SO WRONG - DISCRIMINATION – I believe that rental app has been ‘sidebar’d’ now because of that prejudice. So, you can also apply via the local real estate website, and most honest realtors will put their contact details next to the listing, (if there is no real estate associated with the listing – it is most likely a fake or dodgy listing. BUT SOME NERVE. Least there are some people that can see what is going on THANKGOODNESS. I did not attach the original photo here, showing the Builyan house from one angle – a nice seemingly normal house shot, along with a shot that I took from a different angle, showing a complete different look, and if the shot I took was on the rental listing – no one would apply for it, it was that bad. 21. Naughty Kangaroo Solutions Some girl noted that whenever I was out in the garden or paddock at Rangari, and there were kangaroos about, as soon as they heard me, they would skedaddle out of my way quick smart. This girl, said she knows women who when they walk near the kangaroos, they would start to fight the woman (kangaroos are known to have a boxing nature). I have put this down to the fact, that I kind of walk, reminiscent to the Giant, from Jack in the Beanstalk! (Even when I was young and skinny!). And so, if any woman out there, gets beaten up by kangaroos, you should just site this: Fee Fi Fo Fum I Smell The Blood Of An Englishman! Say that to yourself a few times, and get a feel of what it would be like to be a giant - you have to say it in a kind of jilted and fierce way. Soon enough those kangaroos will skedaddle for you too! 22. The Bimbo Dominatrix along with The Sand Man Story T he google maps screenshot above shows our family house in Gunnedah on the left, with the green roof, and on the far right behind that pink shrub was Ivan Williamson’s Car Mechanic place, you can see all his cars in the spare lot. A few months before this Google shot was taken, there was a little house in that fenced off yard, it was vacant and rundown, not liveable. But, as I would have girls (adults) who would follow me wherever I went; and when I spent the day at dads, those girls who harass me, would stay in that house, they would occasionally yell out it at me and make comments about what I was doing at that particular point, they would like to “commentate” so if I did something well, they would beep – once, and if I was doing something where I made a mistake, then they would yell out, and ‘bang’ make loud noises. I term them “nasty nazi comments”. They are seriously MENTALLY RETARDED PEOPLE. And having no respect for boundaries like that means not only mentally retarded, but completely stupid. Infact I want to repeat that; not having boundaries is a sign of stupidity. Sometimes there were a couple: guy and girl there. Total strangers to me. Btw, I declare, if you still wish to play this game, then for each “nasty nazi comment” – you have to accompany it with $50 - $50 paid directly into my PayPal account via my email {emilycbieman@gmail.com}. Think of it like a swear jar. That includes you too little boy, $50, you will have to go and ask you mom. It has never been made clear to me what they were doing there, and why they would have so much time to spare, and concern themselves with what I was doing. Talk about desperate. Actually, I assume it’s jealousy, jealous of the fact that I could just go and hang out at dad‘s house any time I wanted, and he had a pretty nice house. I can see now why he won the lottery all those years ago, he would’ve had the same problem, but probably worse! The powers that be, thinking the best solution being more and more with a lottery win!! I think it worked! Lol! I never noticed dogs persecuting dad, not like how I have dogs persecute me. Except once, when I was young, maybe 4 or 5, dad drove Daniel and I over to the local quarry to get some sand, for a sandpit that he was building for us (we were relatively new in town). After that, I noticed one or maybe two or three times when we were driving through Tamworth, there was a car in front of us for ages, and the car was a van type with artwork all over it, it was easily memorable, and, it had “The Sand Man” written on it in big letters. I was sitting directly behind dad, in the passenger seat, so I could see what dad could see, it wouldn’t surprise me if, dad had dogs like I do who follow me around (they drive in front of me too) AND, who pays these idiots, because that artwork would’ve been very expensive? Also, I have written about this before, but it was stolen, (least it is not showing in my PC search results), so this is the second time I have had to write about “The Sand Man”. So, back to my story; abandoned house neighbour, stupid female dog story. Their main aim as far as I was concerned, was to manipulate, harass, invade my privacy, powertrip (helping themselves), be disrespectful, steal from me, and not just steal items, but ideas and opportunities, aswell as to try and inflict fear by means of stalking, like a predator stalks its prey. Not to mention, be a total nuisance. They certainly were not there, in any “helpful” beneficiary way to me. Infact mostly those are the girls that wanted me to get me fat and speak badly, I have written about it before. Jealous bitches hung up on class. After the house was bulldozed, sometimes these girls would go into my neighbours behind dad‘s house. One time I distinctly heard a girl that I had gone to TAFE with - a young aboriginal girl. Plus, they frequently would go to the other neighbours on the other side too – a new block of units had been built there. They would always yell out from afar, so I could never really see exactly who it was, I could only recognize their voices, which sometimes I did. There were literally 100’s of girls in this time, doing it. The dog network. This is why I wonder how women actually got the vote? Extraordinary stupidity. I never went round there and confronted them, I didn’t want to do, as I don’t want dogs in my life, you are revolting and unwanted. One time, I remember I did tell some stupid dog to fuck off, and she goes “oh well you win” and then continued to carry on like a dog anyway. So actually, telling them to fuck off, doesn’t necessarily make any difference anyway. Stupid bloody dogs. So, another problem, possibly the same problem, and it has been such a widespread problem with women, older and younger ones; who try to cross my path, and I guess it is to try to “dominate me”! What I’ve noticed about these women, is that they are kind of stupid, and don’t realise that this behaviour is not appropriate (Cassandra Dunstan, Sharon Morgan, Cate Rogers (Wainberg girl), Karen Cull, stupid blonde bimbo in retail stores who steals from me by overcharging, just to name a few - a whole heap more that stay invisibly cowardly, 100’s). It is not right or healthy, it’s like, little girls; you have to go and find a man - there’s plenty of men who are into this kind of thing, and you have to dominate him (if he says they are not into this kind of thing, think again, they are) - You can’t dominate other women, especially ones that you don’t know - it’s completely “bimbo”, that’s really the best word to describe such women. Bimbo dominatrix! It’s a bit like my chooks, I have to explain to them, that they are all female. Who knew I would have such a problem with such people, they don’t warn you about this in school! I can just imagine Mrs Ford, “Be careful ladies of the bimbo dominatrix”. lol the only way I can think to combat this, is writing about it, and bringing this phenomena into consciousness, albeit 30 years too late, but really make these women aware of their disrespectful behaviour, and that their behaviour really is stupid, not to mention cowardly, and against the law. AND, they are making a fool of themselves – I now have NO RESPECT for you, due to this very bimbo behaviour. After 30 yrs of it - nothing you do, will change this. Btw, following me around online, and banning me from whatever community I join, is bimbo dominatrix too. BIMBO Once I was visited, down on the Central Coast, by a friend of my aunt, when she was there, she demanded I open my curtains; fuck off you stupid bimbo, I have my curtains HOWEVER I SEE FIT! -Little things like this so many stupid women do. No respect at all - incable of respect. I bet she was 3rd born. I have given some thought as to why this is such a problem for me, and I think it all comes back to “rebellion”. I have mentioned quite a few times now on my blog, that girls, women, in particular, “do the opposite” of what I would like. So, when I think to myself, don’t come into the toilet, they try and break the door down to get into the toilet (! – yes, they really do that.) It’s the same thing here, like maybe I have a distinct aura of “get away from me, don’t try to tell me what to do and don’t try to control me (don’t fence me in!!)” So those same stupid minded dogs, do exactly the opposite? It is stupidity, even if those girls are good at maths, and aced the HSC – it still is a stupid mentality, that was instilled in them, by their hopeless nazi parents and teachers. It’s like I have to spend my whole adulthood telling stupid women to fuck off. Oh, and there is the element of woman who wants to be worshipped, so not just respected, but literally adored and praised (there are a lot like this. And men too, (especially if they do something good!) but I am thinking of one stupid blonde in particular) I have discovered with some blondes if they are not adulated, then they think they are being discriminated against (maybe because of their hair colour or something). And so, because I am NOT a woman worshipper, (I am healthy). This woman is trying – for many years now, to instil fear, thinking, in her bimbo way, that she will get respected and not discriminated against, if she can get people to be nervous around her. STUPID, and case in point. 23. Australian Women are Way too Jealous by Nature due to Multiple Kids This jealousy problem is huge in Australia, I would say any country where more than 2 kids is the norm, as this is where jealousy starts, amongst 3rd borns especially. As a single lady, I am frequently the target of married women who think I am going to try to steal their husband!! Such ‘bimbo nature’ have so many wives! One stupid bitch phoned me up and abused and yelled at me for at least 10 minutes. She thought I was going to steal her husband - her husband was a potential landlord, and so far from Prince charming you wouldn’t believe it! ha ha ha ha. (Although at that point I had not even met him) I was so amused by her rantings, it was extraordinary, you should’ve heard her. Not that I appreciated being yelled at, but I was truly fascinated by how stupid and jealous so many women are. Actually, no woman usually has the guts to confront me like this one, they just are typically usually passive aggressive in any situation as it presents. But this one was so outright in her blatant hostility, it was ridiculous. I told her I was not interested in her husband, only the house rental, I needed somewhere to live, and preferably a farmhouse. And yelled back at her, she seemed to be satisfied with my answer, and apologised and hung up - stupid fucking woman. I ended up moving into that house, and I had heaps of items stolen. I suspect it was her; one of the items was a fly screen window wheel -that is why I suspect her, she would’ve seen me doing it, and wanted to do it for herself on her windows – those kinds of women – a specific personality type (I sometimes term them DOGS) are typically the same when it comes to things like that, “I want what she’s got, I want to do what she’s doing” - stupid bloody third borns) You know, this is something a three-year-old experiences, one who has older siblings, and they want what they’re the older kids have, or want to do what the older kids are doing - very common amongst 3rd/4th borns. And it’s an issue that most of them carry with them all their life, it’s so dysfunctional, mothers creating delinquent personalities by ‘popping them out’. And I’m outraged by these dysfunctional thieving adults, they are the bane of my life, and I am doing something about it. It’s like either stop fucking having more than two kids or start fucking dealing with these issues. (Due to overpopulation, water shortages, land shortages anyway, women should not be breeding more than 2, and women ought not have kids before the age of 30, possibly now even 40 – YOU ARE NOT SMART ENOUGH YET to have kids) And my clarity of mind and willingness to speak the truth has got me banned from all social media, this country is run by cowards. COWARDS Plus, btw, I could see my landlords wife had been with the ‘dogs’ who follow me around, torment and persecute me. I could see, because they get “stylised”. She said her name was Julie Ward, married to Alistair Darcy Ward. Get your bloody marriage together and don’t involve me in your backwards hillbilly shenanigans. Oh, by the way that “stylised” thing that goes on, has happened a lot in my life actually. I haven’t mentioned it before on my blog, but it happened a lot in Gunnedah, there was a lot of hairdressing involved, and new clothes, plus I saw the one of the dogs at a nearby neighbour Glen Blackburn. I think they are old NEGS girls, who were older than me, who now have ties withing the entertainment industry?? BTW, the grass is greener on the other side, and he has missed out! (idiots who marry dogs lol - someone contacted me (a self-declared dog) and said the reason her husband doesn’t cheat on her, is because she behaves like a jealous dog!!). I would never enter into any kind of relationship with a married man (or woman), a marriage is between the husband, the wife and God. And you will have God to deal with if you ‘woo’ one away from the other. But you know, simply talking to one of them while the other is not present, is NOT grounds to be jealous. GET A GRIP SPOUSES I must've mentioned it elsewhere, because it's not here, with those 2 people, turns out that he hadn't told his wife that he was going to rent out their farmhouse. And in fact, he was kind of using me to make his wife jealous, and appreciate him more!!! {probably not the best person to be used for such purposes! Lol} But I mean, his wife knew about his sneaky plan (some men; they're clueless about women!), as this is why she called me up -so it must've been one of the dogs who has told her the dog network (I bet it was my neighbours mother at Builyan – a woman clueless about her sons sins). And she also told me that he's going to give the house back to his kids soon, because his kids had been living in it and they trashed it for some reason, and were no longer there. I assume it was because of the drought; when I moved in there was NO water, aswell as broken windows, missing doors and holes punched in walls. But Darcy lied to me, saying that his kids are NEVER going to be living in that house again ever. And that's why I was welcome to live in it for as long as I want - he's such a liar, he lies to his wife and lies to his tenant (plus one of his teenager’s committed suicide – gee I wonder why, LIAR). Some couples, I really don't know how they survive life at all. And I’m always amazed at people who are so incompetent: they have kids!?!? Big mistake. Huge. I'll mention spouse jealousy is really not a huge problem compared to the other problems involved with jealousy; like women get jealous about everything, every single little thing that I have, I own; they get jealous. I remember a girl back in fashion school, she was bitching about me to the teacher because I was allowed to use the special new expensive cad system (because I asked if I could), she just couldn't handle that I was allowed to do something, that nobody else was doing. This really sums up of most women I've ever encountered, their jealousy is absurd and pathetic and results in those women doing stupid non-thinking things like stealing or bitching when, if she thought about it, she would realise that she doesn't actually care, and she's quite happy with what she was doing. Like I've mentioned before how I just can't purchase anything nice because it gets stolen, I certainly couldn't buy any designer brands. And retailers are sending me faulty items and seconds, I believe it's for the point that nobody steals it! Well, there's been a reduction in thefts in 2024/5 at a new address (until September 2025), but they are still stealing good items: good clothing, good stainless-steel items, essential oils; like none of the stuff from China made of plastic crap gets stolen! Btw, jealousy is considered a sin in the Christian religion. So, I guess they are not too many Christians in Australia after all. This jealousy is such a huge problem around the world - this is why back in the day countries like Cambodia went communistic, to try and get rid of that fighting thieving nature that those jealous third borns have, they tried to make everything equal and the same, of course it didn’t work because people‘s greed takes over, and the good and or meek miss out, plus everyone is slightly different, which is a really a good thing, not like how we were brainwashed as kids with children’s shows like “Play School” who teach spot the odd one out and get rid of it. Sleepy Australians. Do you know there’s a sure-fire way to cure the third born jealousy, and that’s to stop having more than two kids! Plain and Simple. 24. Massage Please for all hard working Australians Massage Please for all hard-working Australians Why is the government wasting money on mental health industry? (cause that’s where the money goes, into the people’s pockets who work within the industry). When Gov can be curing all Australians of all (well many) typical health problems; Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. {It said living in ‘light’ also does this, so dark dingy homes are bad for your health}. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. Healment of injuries. Ofcourse. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage; at least 2 for each person per 6 mnths. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, after all, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need is a “feel for it”. I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every city block! That is how beneficial they are to health and longevity. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident (the other driver was at fault), and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. No need to exhaust yourself at a gym, just get a massage! Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, or her technique / massage style. The naturopaths up here don’t do massage, nor do does the physio, podiatrist, or chiro...actually in QLD, it’s like I have stepped back in time by 80+years! Although, I presume it is quite hard to find a masseuse who does have a ‘feel’ for it, one woman I saw when I was trying to heal my foot, kind of just did the text book techniques. Although I found out I have lymph problems and have done so since I started working as a nanny – due to an injury that happen there in 1998 on my left breast, an area were lymph nodes are found, and so I require a specific masseuse who knows how to move lymphatic fluid. But I think all massage therapists should know about lymph’s and incorporate that into their skill repertoire. {2026 update – we have YouTube now, and there are BRILLIANT techniques shown for self-massage when it comes to moving lymph, years of pain suddenly disappearing - amazing}. I do not recommend Bowen technique – what a scam. There are many scammers, also be aware of “hot rock” therapy – another scam – these are lazy women who don’t actually want to do any work, any hands-on work that is; the point of a massage therapist.} Also, as I have learnt in my wise old age, there are some older cocky women who do not have rich husbands, but they want massage, they know the benefits of it. So, they have devised a way to steal money in order to have massage, and that is by faking breast cancer, and raising money for “breast cancer wellness treatments”. I know; this world is not what it seems is it. When I was working at Bonds, occasionally I had fill in for the ‘marker maker paper roller’ on the cement factory floor, and that involved standing all day on my feet, on cement rolling up paper. And often I did not know that that, was what I was going to be doing that day, and I would not be prepared with good shoes, I usually always wore my good Italian semi heals (1 ¼“) that mum and I split the cost for. I mean, also, not that Occupational Health and Safety was a thing back then. But after a couple of years, I really noticed some problems with my feet, and I believe it was directly from those odd days on the factory floor. At the time I purchased a foot massage, one that you put water in, and it bubbles! – I felt it worked brilliantly, often if they were sore, after a foot treatment, no more soreness. I still have it, and still use it if I get sore feet, I noted it helped with my plantar fasciitis too. So, note, pain caused from those ‘cement’ days, still lasts 20 years later, the rest of my life; now if I stand on my feet, especially in summer, my feet swell up quite a bit so I can no longer fit my shoes. Some people are on their feet all the time, and I truly don’t know how they manage. I have really given that quite some thought, as to why I would have such feet problems from doing that little amount of ‘stand up’ work, and just maybe it is related to what you are meant to be doing in life, and not meant to be doing? Your ‘destined’ path so to speak? I suspect it is true. The management, no infact, ALL the staff at Bonds were bullies. Western Suburbs Bullies. I definatly should not have been there. Mismatch. If by some miracle of God and I make it to 67 and retire, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage. Finally! {I can hear Centrelink cunts who denied my disability pension; yes, no pension for you, you will live healthily for many years, pension only when 67}. Least I don’t fake it, like those bowen or hot rock women. And here is a good spot; multiple child mothers; why are you torturing yourself? No massage for you! Another good reason not to have multiple kids. I originally had an image of a masseuse and woman on massage table – clip art, free clip art, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers). So, I have replaced clipart with my fabric design “The Odd Flower splatter”. It is currently not available anywhere, so this is the only place you will ever see it! 25. It’s a renters life – putrid drinking water This is the vile and putrid water that drips out of my downpipe from the roof , due to gum leaves on the roof and gutter, (my photo shows bucket full of BLACK water - at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD). When you look at the roof there’s hardly any leaves at all, but there (was) a huge big gum right next to the house, and mainly petals and stamens cause the problem, as there are literally millions of them that drop when the tree is in flower, but also leaves and twigs fall down every day. In order for the water to be clear, it would require getting up onto the roof and sweeping the whole roof (which doesn’t have much of a slant, (non-thinkers)) on a daily basis, possibly every other day if it’s not windy. Too much! And unacceptable for anyone who is not 14yrs of age and is full of energy and flexibility. So usually, there’s not a bucket catching the drips, it’s connected to the tank, so any water that drips down from the overnight condensation/ dew, like that, goes straight into my tank/drinking water. Yuk – non thinkers designing water situations. So, my landlord must expect her tenant, even one who is elderly and has arthritis, to get up on the roof daily and sweep! As far as I can see, there are 2 solutions, well 3 actually, the first one being, build a roof that has an extreme slope – that should have been done, anywhere where there are gums, needs that steep slope. But in Australia, builders just do not think of something like that – its really STUPID. The other solution is installing a gutter protection, a proper one, not just cheap wire or plastic roll in gauze – this does not work. A proper one is needed, which is still not that expensive when compared to cleaning the roof on a daily basis. The other is chopping the over-head gum down - I mean the fact that, this simple solution to the problem, causes mass problems for my landlord, is insane, especially considering that there’s dozens of others gums in the yard. Not to mention the 50 or so, that I myself planted. Non-thinking landlords. Non-thinking builders. Non-thinking developers. BTW, I asked my landlord if I could remove that particular tree, she reluctantly agreed eventually that it had to go – but none else. So, I chain sawed it down with the help of her boyfriend, but we only got ¾ down, it was huge. Later I removed the last remaining bit, and she turns up the following week and has a go at me (chastising) for cutting her tree down! I mean did she forget that she had agreed for it to be removed? Or was she just using that tree as means to take her frustrations out on me. What a stupid dog, either way. Oh sure, that's perfectly ok, why don't you use me as your personal punching bag too? Does she think there are no repercussions for anything? Female landlords – just say no – they really all are drunk bimbos. My current house has tankwater too, same “tanin” situation, so I collect my drinking water in saucepans, when there is a big down pour!! Can’t complain. Here is a good spot to mention about gutters on the typical house in Australia, and the typical standard gutter that is sold in gutter shops. What they sell, the standard gutter, is MOST IN-ADEQUATE, especially in Queensland where we have seasonal downpours. For those houses that rely on tank water, when we have a downpour with a standard gutter, over half the water is wasted because the gutter over-fills, and is not wide enough to handle a huge downpour. And I know, behind every hardware shop, behind every manufacturer, behind every manager, there is some useless twit who is responsible for determining the width of all standard gutters for Australians, so this paragraph is especially dedicated to that twit. I can’t begin to tell you the feelings I have when I watch all that water being wasted, after going through a 9-year drought, with little to no water. Typical Australian mediocrity; pull your bloody socks up. I have grown up with tank water all my life, but in 1992 I moved to Sydney, to study and work, and I had to put up with tapwater which, I found, disgusting. To part remedy this, I would get rid of the chlorine by boiling the water {for some reason, I must not have known that if I just let the water sit for two days, the chlorine would evaporate out}. So for years, I would just boil my water. And I do believe, at some point, when I was living in Sydney, there was a big water scandal with Sydney water; all residents had to boil their water as there were bacteria in the water! I'm sure this has nothing to do with me at all! lol! Radio dogs. No privacy. Btw, on the farm (with the nice drinking water), our landlord owned some guns. Most farmers at the time did, mainly for shooting roos and foxes. But their guns were later stolen, I also believe this was radio dog related. 26. Supermarket female rebel frenzy I decided I should write about what happened when I used to go to the supermarket, of course now, I always do online shopping. But one time when I was living in Sydney, at Hornsby, I stopped off on the way home at Roseville Woollies, or was it Chatswood? Somewhere in that area on the highway between work and Hornsby. Shopping this day was absolutely impossible. Talk about 'dogs doing the opposite! I've always been the kind of person that likes peace and quiet, and not to have lots of people around me, it's just my nature, I'm not an 'attention seeking' type of person (I put this down to the fact that I had a lot of love from my parents and family growing up). And also I have a little ability, if someone is in my space, I can push them away, without actually physically pushing (a gentle little coax to the left or right!) So, if I'm in an isle and suddenly I encounter someone in my way, or veering onto my personal space, I can promptly get them out of my way! This does come in handy quite a lot. Anyway, I think maybe some of the girls instore that day had cottoned onto my little 'means and ways', and they decided to go into rebel mode, so instead of getting out of my way, I was suddenly bombarded by, I'm not kidding, there would've been at least 65+ women squashed in the aisle blocking my way! I couldn't move at all, there were just girls and trolleys everywhere. Dozens and dozens. I couldn’t move, it was pointless staying, and actually gave up in the end and left my trolley and squeezed my way out. Thank God for online shopping now! Image from sky News Australia (I didn't think to get a photo of it at the time, ofcourse we didn't have phones with cameras back then. It has come to my attention that there is an element of stupid girl (STUPID WOMAN) reading this, and sees the suburb Roseville, and gets all sorts of bizarre ideas in her head. You know, that whole North side of Sydney, is a very well populated area, it consists of many different types of people from all walks of life. I suggest you take your head out from under the sand and deal with it. There may have been a tall blonde girl involved in this, by the name of Christina. I am not certain, I did not see her, we only met briefly when I was 18, possibly she did not work, and had nothing else better do to than arrange mass dogs in supermarket?? This bit about her was signed to me, so it may be true or may not be true, who knows. But since then, practically every time I have gone shopping, I have had ‘dog’ problems when I go shopping. I had to change my shopping times to 7 in the morning when they opened, to avoid dogs on mass. But even then, I still had monumental problems with dogs. One of their favourite things was to try and dictate what I should purchase, and they try and do it by not communicating. Makes for interesting situation doesn’t it. One time a girl came up to my trolley as I was pushing it down the aisle, and literally took 1 or 2 items out, and ran off. Major control issues. How she could not understand that it is not up to her (a complete stranger) to decide what I purchase in my monthly shop, is beyond comprehension. Stupid little girl. I pay, I decide. Maybe that girl should go and find a docile husband, so she can make all the decisions for him. There are heaps of other antics. Just thank God for online shopping now. Although as I have mention, I did still have items disappear from my cart at checkout, by IT staff, since I write about it, it has mainly stopped. Sometimes they later stole food from my pantry too. There is a girl at Woollies atm, who is deleting products that I frequently buy - keeping them online but putting a label on them stating INSTORE ONLY. And not just 1 or 2, but a whole lot, I could not rely on Woollies alone now, I have to shop at Coles too, as at least they do not do that, although heaps of things I order from them never actually make it to me. My neighbours tell me they steal my items before they get picked, deliberately. They sign it. Idiots. I know this is related to the same dogs who used to harass me at Gunnedah. 27. Mothers showing girls good housekeeping I’ve noticed about women, housewives, they don’t like to take advice from other women when it comes to housekeeping, each woman thinks she knows the best way to do it. I can attest, they don’t! I did realise, I was never shown how to properly change your doona cover, and one day when I was 19 living with a flatmate, she was watching me change my doona cover, and she asked me if I needed it any help! I seemed to be just stuffing it in the best way I saw fit, without any rhyme or reason! It wasn’t till later when I was working as a nanny, when the mother showed me how she does it, and oh my goodness talk about timesaving tactics - there can be no other way to do it! and I next time I was up at mum’s, I wanted to show her how to do it, but she wouldn’t have a bar of it, she says she knows how to do it! It was the same when I worked for a couple of other families, the mothers all think they know the best way to do it! I want to quickly describe to you how to change your doona cover because it is life changing! it will be better demonstrated as a video, but I can’t be bothered to do that, so hopefully you might have the patience to understand it from these words. (I did actually see a video on YouTube how to do it if you can’t work it out from my words: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fzNuhgY_9A ) Get your doona cover, you put your hands in it until you find the very end corners, so you put your hands all the way up into it, you grab the corners in each hand, and then with one manoeuvre, you turn it inside out, (so that you’ve got 2 corners basically looking at you) then you put your hands in again, so your hands are holding the right side of the fabric which happens to be on the inside now, then whilst holding the corner with each hand you pick up a corner of the doona -so it’s best to get your doona before you begin, and make sure it’s facing the right way, so you know which is bottom and which is the top. So, holding onto the corners of the doona through the corners of the doona cover, and then you kind of just flip it, turning the doona cover inside out whilst capturing the doona at the same time, you do it all at once, it’s quite a good trick, then just shake it so it goes on down, lay it down on the bed, poke the other end of the doona corners into the cover corners, shake it in, do the buttons up, and voila! (Doona in photo is my design, embroidered stripes in silk rayon on 1000thread cotton fabric, Queen size $350, contact me for orders) 28. The Lush Green Water Myth in Queensland Wrongfully Perpetuated by Realtors I noticed when I moved to Queensland, that there are a lot of people who are delusional about the climate/weather here. The fact is, it is extremely dry, it hardly ever rains except, for when it floods which is not on a regular yearly basis. Yet people want to buy all these topical lush plants for their garden, (because the local nurseries sell them) but there’s just no water. In my immediate vicinity, there is a dry Sclerophyll Forest, and you know this is just basically one step up from desert - that’s how dry it is, no lush plants anywhere around. In fact, it’s dryer here in Gin Gin , than it is in Gunnedah, New South Wales, where they do dry land farming. The people who perpetuate this myth of lush green and ample water is mostly real estate agents - they shamefully advertise properties showing water on the property, dams full, creeks flowing, when in reality they’re empty always except for when it floods maybe as infrequent as 9yrs. And on top of that, no one really has enough rain tanks, or decent sized tanks attached to their homes, so no one has enough water, and everyone’s bitching about water, plus the jealousy that goes along with the few smart thinkers who have invested in multiple tanks - it creates a bad thieving atmosphere. I think the Queensland government hasn’t really woken up to this psychology and they should. At the very least punish realtors who sell property under false water pretence, aswell as give rebates for LARGE rain tanks. LARGE. Oh, and I noticed home owners who have been tricked by realtors, waterwise, will still continue to perpetuate the ample water myth, for fear their house price will drop. Plus, several of my landlords (plus neighbours in cahoots) decided that they too, will lie to tenants! Telling me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, discovered not only has there not been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been any water at all. 0% What is the world coming to? BRING BACK THE HONESTY I should mention, I wrote this when in year 9, of a 9-year drought. The drought did break, shortly after. And 3 years later, further north too at yet another location, we are still having ok annual rains in QLD. But the little creek behind my unit has stopped flowing. I have another real estate story involving my younger brother; I recall when my brother was looking for a house in Gunnedah to purchase, he came across one, which from the outset looked fantastic; large brick house in a nice street. He wisely paid someone to do a structural inspection before putting in an offer, and it was just as well he did, because it was determined that the house was in exceptionally bad structural state, and would require an additional $100,000 minimum to fix. So, he said no and kept looking. I don't know what possessed him to do the inspection, he was only 24, he certainly wouldn't have enough savvy and experience to choose this option, so someone must've advised him to do it (lucky Tomas is well liked in town, saving him 1000's). Btw, there was certainly no mention from the Real Estate about the damage; they were prepared to sell something with hidden huge additional costs. They are completely dishonest. It is a form of theft. Mind you, it may have been someone at the real estates who inadvertently, was the one who “hinted” get a structural inspection…. But apparently this type of deception goes on all the time. Note, my landlord and realtor have just listed my current units up for sale, and I know it will not sell at listed price, EVEN if the buyer does not know about all the structural problems here. There was certainly no mention on the listing about any type of damage. Slightly more than $100,000 worth too, I estimate $2.6 million worth of renovations are due, which is $900,000 more than the asking price. Such wishful thinking going on in this world, by greedy landlords. Btw, last week, rain started leaking in my bedroom ceiling, from the roof. I let the realtor know about it; if it is fixed straight away, it will probably save the next proposed owner thousands of dollars in roof repairs. So far, not fixed. 29. INTENTION to INSURE me without the physical Punch - This is PHYSICAL ABUSE in a most SINISTER Way SOMETHING HAS TO BE SAID ABOUT THE DELIBERATED INTENTION TO INSURE ME Aside from the more obvious workboot example, there have been other countless examples of people inflicting pain on me without being physically present, like placing thorns and prickles at the base of my step, so I would tread on them, or nurses messing up needles/ healthcare workers giving incorrect medication to cause long term negative side effects. The hardwood keeling at school causing arthritis. Heaps of other examples too that are not so tangible, I can’t explain them, you would not understand. Oh, at one point I seemed to have a whole heap of insects attacking me; this one was a little weird, it was so weird infact, with ability for these insects to come up with diabolic plans to sting me, that I thought there must be sneaky human interference. Who knows? Since I wrote about this pain phenomenon, it has ceased, pretty much. Image from https://safespaceworkplace.com/constitute-physical-abuse/ 30. Secret fantasies these days My fantasies these days involves being able to afford a large enough estate that I could have a live-in on-call masseuse! 😁 (and a properly trained one, in several different techniques J) so, when the movie finishes at night, they can be called upon to give me a smoothing muscle massage before I go to sleep - heaven. I have another that involves having a ‘bed on wheels’ so it could be easily moved. Along with a massive door leading out onto a private courtyard, so that I could somehow, without any effort, roll the bed out (perhaps a bed on traintracks!?) and soak up the sun in the early hours of the morning! Oh my aching muscles and joints….Bed seen at stylepark.com Life Stories P12 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12(this) , LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid cow mothers.) When are women going to stop hav Life Stories P2 Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Wikipedia, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon, and my new fake name account on Flickr is blocked to everyone but me). They can track me, and as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, I have tried to open several now, all deleted, those computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID. Do they realize how much time goes into putting up your profile, what it means for some stupid little twit to just delete it? Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Its exactly like that show on telly, Superman, before Clart Kent left school). After 4 years of being ban from facebook, in 2024 I found I could open another Fb account under a different name, and same with ebay, but an account under a different business name – OH NO NOT A NUISANCE AT ALL. So, in 2024, there was some stupid Chinese IT girl nerd, who made a big deal of communicating; that she had “made a mistake”, on Netflix, I think it was Netflix (a business who are notorious for stealing from me, especially in 2023). I suspect that this is the stupid girl who literally has been stalking me online and deleting all my accounts; she implied several times that she had made a mistake. And that was it. There was no apology, no compensation, or any other information at all. I mean I can't even guarantee that it was some stupid Chinese girl IT nerd, because on Netflix they use people like puppets, so it could be someone else manipulating some Chinese actress. But after I heard this, I went to create another account on Facebook, and I could, my account was no longer deleted, so I know that this was “the stupid IT nerd” talking to me. I also created another account on eBay to sell my seeds, I had to use a different business name which is just ridiculous because I had a lot of customers and they know my business name, so having to change my name is just stupid - it goes along with “the stupid IT nerd” - they truly have no common sense at all. And, after a while, I'm pretty sure two of platforms who banned me; flicker and Spoon-flower, tried to coax me back into opening an account with them - And so I would just like to say, mmm, how does that song go, 'no way, get fucked, fuckoff'. I literally spent six years building up my studio portfolio on both, I sold quite a few fabrics on SF, I purchased even more, and they didn't even offer to reinstate my account portfolio, or apologise or compensate for all the missed royalties over 4 years. Just fucked little girls. And, get this on flicker, at some point, before I was ban, my photos were all in the public domain; I had a whole heap of plants and flowers, all available to the public if they wanted to use them for anything. But I noticed when I did a Google search for one of my plants: none of them showed, and they had been on Flickr for years, it was like only I could see them if I was logged in. Such IT cunts. Just like my google map reviews. They're seriously needs to be some sort of government policy mandating online platforms because they are run by twits. In late 2024 there was a gov mandate to ban all under 16-year-olds from using social media, I feel this is a good thing). But in 2024 I'm still being harassed by Microsoft and Apple IT nerds; they appear to be doing the opposite, like whenever there's an update, they remove features instead of adding, from my PC and ipad and iphone, like I can no longer use Siri, I can no longer use tab search, I can no longer use form auto fill. Just seriously nuisance people with no life, and are still OBSESSED with me. I think they must be third borns. Once again, before I go on, I want to try and express how angry I was, after I was ban from such popular, accustomed sites. If you heard someone talking like this out on the street in a conversation, especially if they could hear my tone too, they may probably run away scared as hell. (Well, I know a lot of people would, most people are complete pussies) But what they did to me is outrageous. I should be angry. I should be mad as hell. In fact, its comparable to in China, they have a one child policy, and if a couple has more than one child, then the second, and every child thereafter; doesn’t receive recognition that he or she exists, as in, no birth certificate, or identification. And while I think having a ‘one child’ policy is fantastic, obviously, not acknowledging someone’s existence is pretty bad, pretty bad being a complete understatement of just how bad that would be. (This is what I was taught, but their policies have changed since). I feel this is what they are doing to me, they are trying to write me out of existence, and to lose all credibility. And so, when you’re reading something like “burn in hell you stupid dog” try not to freak out, and remember what they’ve done, and how you would feel if someone was trying to write you out of existence. Sometimes I get feedback about my stories “you lose” that one, “you won” that one…. well guess what, I’m not trying to write a great blog. I’m just writing about my life and what’s going on. A lot of people are going to have issues with it. Truth telling. People don’t really like the ugly truth. Although sometimes the feedback is ”Well that’s not so bad, thinking since I’ve been “ban”, that it’s going to be incredibly offensive”. And, its really NOT bad! Everyone interpret things differently, and has different expectations of what they ought to be reading. I just want to make a point of saying: I’m not trying to win any competition, any writing competition or best blog competition!! My blog is way more a cathartic tool for me rather than an “entertainment purpose” for somebody else. So, back to the bloody dogs - do they know about the dogs I have when I go down the street, so its best if I only purchase online – but they have ban me from ebay - ebay staff are LUDICROUS, burn in hell. Btw, I have talked about what eBay have done online in other arena’s, (where for some reason, I have not been ban) because I think it’s completely wrong and literally communistic to ban someone from the marketplace. An injustice. And now I get eBay emailing me insinuating that the reason I was ban, was because I didn’t pay my monthly fees - which is absolute garbage. I paid my monthly fees via an automated PayPal system, so whenever it’s due, it gets paid. I don’t owe them anything, but when they banned me, in such a revolting manner, I went onto my PayPal account and cancelled my contract agreement with them. And it’s so happened, that that month, which was only halfway through, had a few dollars accumulation. So, they’re trying to blame that fee amount, as the reason why my account was deleted. When it was not. They deleted my account for discriminatory reasons, they are cunts. And I will not be paying the accumulated final fee until my account is reinstated, which I have advised them of on many occasions. I strongly suspect all of the recent items that have been stolen this year, was from them - bimbo IT Nerd revenge – carried out by my neighbours who play sides – stupid. (There was one ebay staff who implied that it is actually some of the sellers on ebay, actually a lot of them, who are stealing from my house, after they obtain my address. – I am not sure if that is true) None of the coward ‘bann-ners’ wanted to communicate with me at all about the reasons - oppressive Nazi personalities. Hence, I have created my own website, and they cannot shut me up. (I feel my google photos and Pins have also been blocked, but I am not sure about this.) And before I was banned from Facebook, at least I got one thing in, that is, brought something into social consciousness, and that is the “oven oven icebox icebox” that is, Shipping Container living, especially here in north QLD. Can you believe powers that be (rich powers that be) where encouraging people to buy shipping containers, cut a hole in for a window, then another hole for a door, - and call that a home - OUTRAGEOUSLLY CRUEL and unacceptable form of housing. I strongly feel describing my life in the following light helps tremendously, as, in Australia there are so many jealous bitches (seriously, huge problem, they are jealous of everything (including my bowels {yes, I really mean my bowel} and they would steal it if they could – some hopeless mothers do not know how to feed their kids properly, and so they grow up to have bowel problems) -Jealousy is from bimbo women who have more than 2 kids, 3rd born jealousy thing, carries through their whole life) Don’t blame me for your crap childhood, or your crap parents. Anyway, by describing my life here, it will put an end to this big jealousy problem (and has done so a lot, (there is no money here) But they still steal, and it’s from jealousy and a feeling of superiority over me, as in, you do not deserve that good thing, but I do, the main motivation to steal, jealousy - you love me, you want to be me. lol – so dysfunctional to be jealous) Did you know jealousy is a Sin in the Christian religion? Does anyone know any Australian women that aren’t jealous bitches? I do not. If you weren’t worshipping every step I take, you wouldn’t be watching. If you’re taking the time to read this you might wonder “why is this girl writing her life here? Who is her target audience? And no one really gives a shit?” - I do still continue to have people who follow, harass and hound me, STILL and it’s those people in particular, I know will see this blog, and indeed a lot have stopped harassing me and stealing, with their attitude, “oh I am not jealous anymore”, so, they see what I say about them, and possibly start thinking…. But, also, it is some of those ones who have read about themselves, who are suddenly protesting and trying to get me evicted from any social media websites or forums and indeed at present, I’ve got someone trying to close my website down, so I can assure you all this writing is not in vain, it works. The older I get the more I can see how oppressed both Australia and America really are, the FEAR about being angry or seeing someone express their anger is EXTROADINARY (so backwards still about this, and gov officials will still declare you as mentally ill with schizophrenic if you display anger, AH DER no such thing as schizophrenic. Speak out, stand up to thieving bullies and don’t be afraid to name names. And admin, have some guts; stand strong against women complaining about other people-they always have an ulterior motive, how are you going to make the world a better place if you do not even want to be aware what’s going on. (Oh, and again I do not have a mental illness, just thieving guilty (popular) bullies, would wish for it to be true) and, I AM NOT A DRUNK. I do not drink at all, nor am I am on drugs, I am just ANGRY, you silly bimbos) And, you know what, since I’ve written this on my blog about the fact that I don’t drink, I have definitely noticed a change in some of the current movies that I watch where there are people in typical party scenes who would normally be getting trashed, they are opting to say to their peers I don’t drink. This is something that has never been done before in Australia or America - alcohol is kind of rife. So, I like the idea that I’m giving people a choice, you don’t have to bumble along and get drunk and be a party person to have a good time in your 20s and 30s. Although I feel, pretty much every adult over the age of 40 that I have encounted, usually ends each night on the couch drunk. I make a point a point of not contacting anyone after 6pm, as I know they will most likely have started drinking (landlords especially), and thus are antagonistic, rude and resentful at being disturbed. Before I put here the blurb story, I had on Rav (account for 10yrs, and also Flickr, another account for 12yrs, that was deleted, by nazis) where I name names, apparently it is quite shocking if you’re an uptight housewife type, or a sheltered child, brace yourself. {I heard there was one girl who read my blog, and afterwards, then entered into an arranged marriage! No single lady persecution for her!}. I will do a quick recap of what has happened to bring me to this point in my life: including my pride and joy garden that was stolen! I had spent years building it up, I started gardening in 2000, and it was now 2017, so years and years, and at least $60,000 on the Rangari garden (incl 2 fruit tree tunnels, 5kw solar panels, 2 sheds, lap pool….….actually prob more close to $70000, incl any spare cash I had each week, went to 100’s of plants, over the 10 years), as you would have read in the above photo story “Stolen Garden”, so this little bit continues from there: I believe in the end; it was pure garden jealousy/bullying was the reason that I had to leave Rangari. So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food / good health had been stolen. The only positive part of my eviction was that I could leave the petty thievers behind (or so I thought (- mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, the short blonde discriminatory sales girl (who may have been incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman??), overcharged me (stole from me). Which was why she (they) continued to do it; I mean $2200 is a big incentive isn’t it?) {The Good Guys – that is why they opened in Tamworth}. In about 2016/17, sometime back then, I was watching this documentary about Fraser Island dingoes. It was good, informative, pleasant, it showed the dingoes in their natural friendly manner for the duration of the show. Towards the end of the show, they showed something most interesting. One of the crew had brought their young child along, she would’ve been about 4 or 5, I guess. All the crew had got to know the dingoes, and had befriended them, there was an element of trust that the dingoes had with them. But the film was showing this little girl on her own, just separated from the group, and one of the dingoes came up to her, and she patted it, it was licking her face in a typical friendly dog manner, then another one joined in, and then another, and another. Now what happened then was quite scary - the camera was on, so I am thinking it may have been a trap to show the viewers the nature of these dogs, but what these dingoes did was go from that friendly licky dog, to suddenly now all circling this girl and we could see, as a viewer, in a matter of moments, these dingoes had taken on a totally aggressive manner, the lick turned into hair pulling, the trotting/skipping about had turned into stalking, and there was slight ‘pounce’ attempts in play, but with a serious slight gnarl, like a dry run, and they clearly would soon have started attacking this little girl, she was pray. So, I guess lucky someone was watching, and the girl was pulled to safety. But from this video we can clearly see the nature of these dingoes and indeed they are most likely to eat a baby or a small child if given the opportunity. It’s just a natural instinct for them. They are not evil, and anyone who would shoot a dingo for such behaviour is ridiculously backwards. Anyway, I put the story here because this major theft, and the people that harass me in Gunnedah and Tamworth; this is what they’re like. You know they must see my curly long hair, then even hear me speak (apparently, I’ve got a really high voice, or did), and I’m always out on my own. And it triggers something in them, they start behaving like those bloody dingoes in pack mentality (I’m going to stick to calling them dogs) Obviously those girls who harass me aren’t dingoes, they aren’t dogs, they are human, and so their behaviour is evil. If you can’t class those girls as evil, then it is stupidity. Back to my reasons as to why it may have been a good thing I left; I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is an outright power tripping bully - he is disgusting. But this story is not about that. I want to write down what happened after I was given 3 months’ notice that November 2017, just before summer hit (and it was hot that year, no rain at all, year 5 of drought) btw the Carter family, are “the wrong side of the railway track”, and ironically one of the wealthiest farming families in Australia. I placed 2 adds in local newspapers for a farmhouse and searched all online sites and placed adds online too. And approached all the real estates in Gunnedah. NOTHING Now, the thought have having to pack up everything was daunting enough, especially given the state of my arms (very sore) and I had a foot injury that was taking all eternity to heal, (2yrs later in QLD was diagnosed by a Chiro as Collapsed Arch, bloody incompetent Gunnedah doctors, another story; unable to walk properly for 5 yrs now, I still have it (2022), as I did major damage wearing the work boots that had a “deliberate” hole in the sole, (to deliberately handicap me) whilst having to move 5 times in 2018-2020) actually, I need to interrupt my story and briefly talk about this, as it has greatly contributed to this blog, having time to write due to not being able to walk. I found out if you have had your condition for longer than 3 years, it stated I would be entitled to receive Disability pension, which is $300 more a fortnight than my current income, I did finally put in a claim in 2021, but Centrelink denied me (even though I know 2 women my age on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son – so it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money). So, nothing wrong with them, but they don’t have to do the jobseeker activities answer to cunty jobs providers and centerlink staff, not to mention Dep of Education. Plus they get heaps more money, meanwhile, I can’t walk for more than 5 minutes at a time. It is really NAZI of Centrelink to deny me – and those people that did, will be getting cancer and dying. I later found out, if you can work at all, they will not give it to you, it is only for bed ridden or paralysed chair people. Since I can sell my seeds now without hurting my foot to badly, they refused me. But this does not explain the other people I know who receive it and have no disability at all. It wouldn’t suit the bullies at all, if I were to have more money. Little birdie told me it’s because they’re too busy having fun doing the class thing; I have mentioned on this blog, read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”, and indeed they do play that game. I recall a group of women from the UK, I was advised they were distant relatives of the Royal family, aristocrats or wannabe types. And having seen me before, living at Rangari with my huge garden that I created for myself and my cats; and now seeing me live where I am now, and to hear about all the unpleasant things that has happened to me via this blog, they were so happy, and so pleased that I had been ‘cast out’, and they told me my house was ‘shed status’, and not a normal house, but merely shed status, and in an area of extreme bad air quality. Such glee they were portraying - just one of many incidences I have experienced when it comes to other people taking pleasure in somebody else’s misfortune. I have a sneaking suspicion that one of the reasons aside from my big beautiful garden, that they wanted to handicap my foot, was so I couldn’t move about properly and be healthy, and therefore put on weight and look more normal, rather than tall and slim. I think this, because, back at school especially, I’d always been very slim, and it’s been a topic of extreme jealousy by most women, some more than others, - short women especially are jealous, especially 3rd borns, they think my life is easier as I am taller, and thus have a psychological advantage – and they do not want me to have any advantage at all. Back then it was very desirable to be unhealthily slim. (Btw, I really like this Gin Gin house, and do not consider it a shed, I love the open plan-ness of it. It maybe is just a bit too small, and there is a big gap, or window up the top that only has chicken wire – no glass, so in winter is freezing, and summer is boiling, which are both causing health problems. But in QLD, things could be much worse, this is the state who wants everyone on low income living in shipping containers! Liberal government. I have plenty to say about non-thinking house design in other photo stories. {If it were up to me, we all would be living in mansions – and btw, the reason we are not, is not due to money and the current and past economics, the real reason is because there are so many rich snobby hoity-toitys that like playing the ‘class’ game they get kicks on thinking someone is inferior to them. I tell you, a lot of people in this country should be ANGRY AS HELL} Anyway, it is a good thing I am a Crafter - when you’re a Crafter, you know that there is absolutely no time to spare, because any spare moment you have, you can do one of your crafts. Like my knitting, although sore arms make this limited. I do believe this is why I especially have held a grudge against anyone who wastes my time, because I always have something better that I can be doing, rather than being put on hold or attend pointless appointments, or be given the run-around by sales people, or call centres, or Centrelink people. They are HUGE time wasters. You know life is pretty short, and anyone who wastes your time, even for five minutes, is unworthy of being in your presence. I value other people‘s time, I value my time, I expect you to value my time to. So, back to my “cast out” story, not actually having anywhere to move to was downright terrifying, not like in my youth when I could easily just pack up and move to where the new job was or as the situation required, it was an extremely stressful time, with what seemed like only haters at every turn in Gunnedah. I went through my phone book, and basically called every farmer that I knew, which proved to be of no help at all and, and most were downright rude, but one of them was a previous landlord on a farm out near Keepit Dam where I used to live before moving to Melbourne / RMIT, for a brief time, her name was Karen Cull, she was a teacher at the local high school, she mentioned I should call an old x school teacher Prue Kesby, as they had a house out near the Cull farm ( although Karen said she and Robert were now divorced and she no longer lived on the farm) Now, as I was talking to Karen, it was the bizarrest thing, she literally sounded like a little girl, it was very peculiar, and my instincts said NOWAY, HANG UP, DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SILLY PERSON. But, as I knew Karen, and knew she was not a little girl, (although there was one incident; we were in Tamworth for the day, I was doing an upholstery job for her. We were choosing fabric. We were outside a fancy restaurant, where before we had just been in, talking to some people I knew. And she deliberately threw something of mine, well scattered it on the ground, so I had to kneel down and pick them all up, when she just stood over me. To all the onlookers there in the restaurant, this act looked rather inappropriate, so basically, she has some control issues that she should work on, and leave me out of it - this type of behaviour is dysfunctional. I have noticed, this behaviour is typical to school teachers, I would go so far as to say 90% of school teachers (public school) have these self-important and major control issues, and want all the kids to worship them.) In fact, I think I need to interrupt my story, and do a whole special, other paragraph, to talk about this, because I have experienced it a lot; a lot of women don’t seem to be able to handle other women as their equal. They can only handle subordinates, which is why especially your find a lot of these women as teachers because they get to be around children, as in people that they can feel superior over, it is a serious dysfunction. Plus, it is widespread. I remember my grandmother, who wasn’t a school teacher, she was a housewife all her life, with three girls, but she definitely couldn’t handle other women as her equal, and all throughout her children’s adult lives, she still wanted them to remain as children, so she could treat them as subordinates. The very meaning of subordinate is a lower rank, or position, or of lesser importance, inferior, and needs another person to have authority and control over them. I know that expression “oh, you think your better than me!” this is where it comes from. From dysfunctional women wanting to treat other people as their personal subordinates. So, I guess for Karen Cull, and all other women in fact (my landlord Catie Rogers) that I’ve ever encountered, guess what, I am your equal, you are not better than me, you are not superior in anyway, you have major dysfunction, is all. Anyone can wear the dress! {reference from that wonderful movie “Maid in Manhattan”}. And I know I, (you!lol) would prefer you deal with it, rather than take out your dysfunction on me. So widespread! I definitely wouldn’t be friends with any school teachers. And in fact, in my experience, this is probably the reason why most women don’t like me, because they want to feel superior to me, as I am single and poor, but I don’t let them, so it pisses them off. I remember back when I was 18, all I would have to do is put on a Red Hot Chili Peppers T-shirt, and put my hair over my eyes, and people would think that I was on drugs; they think this because they wish it to be true, because then they could feel superior, as they themselves are not on drugs and thus better than. Then they think their knowledge of me gives them permission to act superior, when really they've just concocted this whole superiority issue for themselves. Not on drugs! I was just merrily humming along thinking Red Hot Chili Peppers were pretty good back when I was 18! I'm middle age now -they're not! Just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belle (1761 – 1804) who was treated one way by her loving white family, and as she was black, and another disrespectful way by the community where she lived. - I say this because whenever I venture out, I often get harassed, followed, and pickpocketed, plus all the other shenanigans people get up to, I would often come home at Rangari, in tears. People are crap, crap bullies. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch eating my healthy home grown food, watching my favourite shows, I truly feel like a bit of a princess! I am treated as another viewer, a respected member of the public. So rare! Then I get back to my life and just noticed something else that has been stolen.... - it’s almost like there are two versions of life. Some shows, as in a lot now, have the dogs on them now, who harass me, they have taken over certain sectors of the entertainment industry - since I hardly ever go into town, they must love harassing me so much, they can't get enough of it. Stupids, brainwashed by primary school teachers.) One stupid bully told me she was exacting revenge on behalf of some blonde bimbo in the tv industry who cried, when she “herd” me use a swear word and was “upset” by me! Seriously, that’s what those stupid blonde women do. They are fucking NUTS. I CAN’T HEAR YOU! Stupid Sharon Morgan – trying to save movie star! Some ‘old and wise’ person, said it was not “crying from hearing swear word” that was just the excuse she used to manipulate bully dog into exacting revenge; it was crying from being jealous. JEALOUS. Like some women are so messed up and threatened by other women who they perceive as “better than”, that they do mean nasty spiteful things. So in my case, she (no idea who, but there seems to be many of such fucked up women), she used some stupid bimbo in my local area to be a bully, she manipulated stupid dog by crying (you've all seen those movies women really do that apparently!! And other women fall for it.) So, I'm wondering what is the stupid girl in the television industry so jealous of??? Is it my vast amounts of money that I have!! Maybe my extreme beauty!!! lol My abundance of looooving and adoring family and or friends??? Lol. Yeah right! So, I determined, it is jealous of the fact that I'm not married and don't have kids, which intern prohibits ‘one’ from operating in society in a lot of situations; because you're perceived as someone who's not normal and then are discriminated against. And this exclusion intern provides ‘freedoms’. Little perks of being different from the norm. The same ‘old and wise’ person said they're jealous of me “winning” and them not “winning”. Well, there must be some sort of imaginary game that they've concocted of WHAT THEY THINK WINNING IS, but see; “exacting revenge” because she was jealous is plain stupid - that's the kind of stupid 3rd born things that I have to deal with. I personally wouldn't not hang out with someone who would be jealous of me, as I would perceive them ultimately to be stupid. Did I invite that jealous woman into my life? NO, I DID NOT, yet, through no choice of my own, I've got to put up with this jealous stupids dysfunction, plus the dysfunction of some stupid bimbo dog who does as she’s commanded. When it all boils down to the fact that I didn't do anything at all to provoke those STUPID WOMEN. Merrily plodding along, minding my own business. (Business of selling seeds and growing plants). And this happens to me all the time because women are SO FUCKING STUPID. Btw, on YouTube now, if I see any dogs harassing me via their ‘position of power’, I can just delete their whole channel!! I love it. No stupid jealous dogs for me thanks very much. I went to delete one such channel, and YouTube hid the channel from me, so I was unable to have that satisfactory moment! and another time after I deleted a quack Dr channel, they undeleted it! Such online tracking pervert cheekiness. Anyway, back to my story, I was so excited about the prospect of relief from all my stresses of finding a farmhouse, I was on the phone straight away to speak to Prue (and Mark) Kesby. And, I could not believe my luck, they had a sweet little brick farm house in a secluded area, perfect for me (as being single, I am targeted by female thieving bullies (and old NEGS girls) in Gunnedah, so I need somewhere private, I really do) and Prue and Mark seemed absolutely super, so nice, the both offered to help me move my stuff (very rare). So we started, we hauled about 5 Ute/trailer loads in the heat of that summer, btw, I want to mention during one of the trips I made over there, - I went the back way, through the Crooks place, they gave me a key) I was followed by a Ute with 2 guys and I didn’t see them until I reached the end of this particular road and they beeped at me, they got out of the Ute and came up to my window, said “what the hell was I doing, was I lost?) –very aggressive manner, and like it was any of their business? It was odd, I told them I was moving into the Kesby farm, they left. (See, dogged, wherever I go. Get a life!) Anyway, it was arranged that I would feed Mark and Prue’s animals and water their plants that coming week as it was Xmas and they were going away, they paid me $100 in advance for my efforts. And in the mean time I helped them plaster a wall in the house, as it was not quite finished, so 1 whole day doing that. BUT, the next morning I received a phone call saying they had changed their mind and did not want me living in the house, as Angela Crook their neighbour did not want me living next to them, as they had read my article online, about a colleague of Prue’s, a primary school teacher - Debbie Croft, who spent the whole of my 4th class humiliating me ( I was very tiny, an oompa loompa, the smallest in the class), choosing me as her ‘whipping boy’ to get the boys to do their work or else ‘look what happens’ (Apparently, this a common teaching method for certain teachers, because, they say, it works {DISCUSTING}. I guess, Prue, as a teacher did not like the fact that she/they could be held accountable for their POWERTRIPPING BULLY behaviour later. (I had not even started writing my blog back then) She would’ve seen that article on Ravelry.com, which I was later banned from – I would say because of people like Prue Kesby putting in complaints to Rav, and coward women on Rav, giving in to them. COWARDS. How can you fix these things if you don’t even want to know about them COWARDS. So, at that point I didn’t even have a blog, and I hadn’t really even begun writing about my life (think they were offended before – try reading it now you stupid bloody women). I just wrote 2 or 3 articles, and especially that one, because I felt it was so important to do something about that disgusting teaching tactic, that primary school teachers have been getting away with for so many generations - it causes so much dysfunction and I can’t believe it still goes on. WAKE UP. And, if you think my life is offensive, try living my life, try seeing things from my perspective. This is why I’m writing about my life, anyone who is offended by anything I write, should be offended by the whole community, because this is what happens to me, and I’m merely writing it down. I have very strong convictions about FreeSpeech, and anyone that asks me to remove any of my writings, I will strongly condemn and assume as guilty. So, that was it, back to major stress out, and big shame on Prue Kesby, who would like to live with her head buried in the sand, like a little girl. (Again, the irony of the situation). I would like to point out also, when one is in the housing market, the real estate agent doesn’t say, “if you purchase this house, you have to adopt the family who live next door aswell, one comes with the other!!” It’s the same for renters, we are only interested in the house. 1 family is enough. And looking back at Karen’s phone call, then Prue’s behaviour the evening before she made her announcement, - call me paranoid, but I am inclined to think she and Karen had planned this big set up from the beginning ‘teach me a lesson’, that would be typical public-school tactics, and reminiscent of the 3 teachers from my primary school that used to hold staff meeting to come with ways to humiliate me, they are hung up on humiliation. BTW, someone that takes ‘gunshots’ like that, is not a teacher, that person is the child running loose around the schoolyard, that infact needs the teacher to come along and call for order. And really, do they think I am going to remove my posting? Stupid bitches, again the irony. All involved need to be saved as they are going to hell for sure. (Plus, I have twice seen Karen (or a look a-like) since then, when I have needed landlord references, so I think someone goes and gets her, same as all the other bullies they get from my past, seems to be for the point of harassment, as they never actually approach me or speak to me?) I need to point out here, the same thieving problems I had a Rangari and Kookaburra Park, would have followed me to the Kesby house aswell – so I am not sure it would have worked out anyway, - the niave Kesbies sure would not have been able to do anything about the thieving, and the dogs. I could have set up, and planted a whole heap of plants there, (my pool), only to have to move after a couple of years anyway? Who knows? But I think living at that house still would have been better than any other address I have since moved to. (Not factoring in the climate, and my health). 2. Rangari house , 2008 before I moved in. I have to say, so far, I’ve never been too fussy about appearances of a rental house, because I know I can transform the whole look and feel with the garden. As long as there is a big yard I’m happy. However it seems only a few Gunnedah landlords were ok with me gardening. I have discovered some landlords are completely anal about their garden, even if it’s got none, or it’s really really crap (like that one at Builyan), possibly a territorial dog thing - they think it’s really good, and think that if the tenant does any gardening, they will destroy it! Poor little people, they miss out on my skills and ability! So below, 6 forced rental relocations in 2 years, all, by myself and with a Collapsed Arch, and which is why I now have nerve damage in my ar (except when going into Gin Gin, I had help from 2 facebook boys, 1 good one and 1 bad one) 3. Promised Kesby house, 2018 – the one that I moved half my stuff to then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook 4. Long Cottage, 2018 at Gunnedah, 10km out 5. back of bad house at Builyan, 2018 6. moved to Colosseum, 2018 , 12 ute loads by myself including all pool parts - 25mlap pool and horticulture stuff. 7. me on Veranda at house at Colosseum 2019 , age 45yrs 8. house at Village Lane, Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, 2019 9. present day 2022 , teeny tiny unit near Mackay - old hotel BTW, the next location in Gunnedah was even worse, (thieving powertripping landlord and their kids) so after another extremely exhausting and expensive ($3500) move, as I was not able to find anywhere in my home town of Gunnedah to live, and had to move to a suburban country area 700km away in QLD, where I literally have to ‘start again’ (so far, another 5 times), such is bitch life, I recommend NOT having kids, or don’t have any unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 and home school them. BTW, (Since the whole of Gunnedah retailers and local yocals were stealing from me (I was really targeted by them, it is a hateful town, passive aggressive underground movement – they must be lost now with nothing to do now that I am gone), probably good that I moved, least QLD is warmer, still dry though, water issues WATER ISSUES) But, next spot at Builyan, the only place available on the real estate apps in QLD, not in a city. {oh actually, the only place near the coast, but at that time there were heaps of big old houses in outback Blackall (nice realtor, heaps of bore water, cheap – had signed a lease even, prob should have gone there? Not sure – I do so love the beach, so opted for the Builyan one when it popped up at the last minute. I have to say most of the people who live here, and at Miriam Vale (close by), would have to be the biggest country hick stupid thieves that I have encountered. It's really too bad how that cliche of sleepy country people being that way, fits so perfectly in these two spots. But seriously it's like there are generations breeding new generations of stupid Hicks it's quite disturbing and disgusting. It's like there's been no progress or change or evolution at all. I unhappily lived at Builyan for 4mnths (it was soo awful, and a scam low-income house with other hidden costs, no privacy, no fruit trees at all, still; stealing car hoons, perverted neighbours. See, I was planning on setting up my pool there, it had a HUGE backyard, but I could not, it just was not appropriate for that neighbourhood. (I am amazed how most people do not know how to live, the fail to see what is actually important, they just bumble along breeding like rabbits, blindly killing the planet), (I think my Jobs providers were stealing from me too there) plus harassment from neighbours) Fools Gold! So after Builyan I moved to a farmhouse 40km away at Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland for 6mnths. The lying landlord, Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry son who hates his dad, had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 12 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. LIAR, AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed by me, which involved a lot of good communication and commuting, skills he does not have, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed then booted me.no thanks at all. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. RACK off, you cannot use me for your dysfunctional power tripping. Wake the hell up country bumpkins. REALLY AND TRULY, DO THESE LANDLORDS THINK I AM LOOKING FOR A ”STOPOVER”? No! you big doofus brains, I need a permanent house.There is something really wrong with the current ways home rentals work. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too, who I think was stealing aswell, (no conviction) and has a dog shag who tried to come to his rescue by bullying me on Facebook – idiot – yeah that’ll work.) All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do now wish to be a part of a community, full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. HAPPY TO BE AN OUTSIDER Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this list below was what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss, and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. (Those were the only people I knew in the area): None of those people have been convicted. Dogs who can hear me, thus can’t but help themselves to steal . Story of my life. Here is the list of items stolen while I lived on that farm at Colosseum near Gladstone, 2019; {Btw, those 2 girls Tania and Belinda worked for the department of employment and education, and as a part of the terms for that period when they were my contracted Jobs providers, I was meant to be supplied with work shoes or interview shoes should I need – now this was the time when I was still wearing my old workboots that was causing plantar fasciitis, (not that I knew that at the time), but they were tatty, and I asked to get new ones – they flat out refused me. Thus, I was stuck with my old ones for another 2 years which in turn caused even greater irreparable metatarsal damage. The bimbo butterfly affect. Women: the root cause of all evil. And those 2 little girls would have kept that allocated money for themselves, their staff and or their friends. It is women who work for gov department who wrought Centrelink in that thieving manner – total cunts. And Centrelink are totally clueless about dogs who can hear me and continue to ask me to run through their stupid greedy hoops - I had to drive all the way up to Gladstone every 4 weeks (2hr drive up, 2rs again back - it was ABSURD theft by Jobs provider}. FUCKING CUNTS. BURN IN HELL. Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone – RETURNED to wardrobe 2 weeks later. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Paper Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess?) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online??) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel, RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook Dad’s TV vandalized on veranda - $800 EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay??): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 crap shoes, Rubber Trolley Tyre from wheel barrow in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi. Weird theft. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen related to Wares Windows Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller, russell-hobbs refunded, faulty. Do not believe seller stole, but someone did – actually in retrospect I think the Gladstone/Builyan Police, Lisa Lynch stole them, like how they stole my Bond; they think I am stealing, when, NO you IDIOTS, it really is your community – the people you know, your friends – they are fucking thieves.) those narc police go on to stalk me for years, and steal from me, out of my house and tickets. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID GREEDY DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven coloured woollen cushion $56 (mum wove years ago, it was tatty now, had hole in it – another weird theft) Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house including pink flowering native melaleucas $65 A few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime taken off veranda $12 Probably heaps more I did not notice When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (-Australia Post related?) common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Stupid Sharon Morgan. So next place! Gin Gin, still have harassment problems from neighbors, -there is some idiot who beeps at me every time I do a load of washing. They either live across the road in no 1 or no 2, and either they have a Soundsystem on their Veranda that they use, or they sit for hours in a car close to the horn, on the street out there on the highway, or at no 1 or no 2 -who knows, but they beep regularly. Plus, stealing continues from beeping car hoons and Bunnings girls (although greatly reduced, due to my blogging about my life, and posting it publicly, but stealing – drives me nuts, it is very unempowering, the thieves aim to unempower and cause mental anguish). Stealing is a direct way of alienating me from the community, another form of ‘outcasting’ me. I mean, one would think this is abhorrent, but in my wise oldage, I have known people, many people now, and quite frankly I don’t have a problem with being alienated, actually never have. Except I’m unable to sell any of my second-hand goods on any of the local marketplaces, and since they banned me from eBay, I can’t continue my business on that platform, so this is most definitely a problem {I did find a consignment place, Bundaberg Tender Centre, some things sell, but for extremely little, like $2 for $300 item. I think the owners have carte blanche of my stuff, I guess that’s one of the perks of being an owner of a second-hand store. Or Telstra are putting me through to someone who makes it look that way? (“but you didn’t say hello”…dogs (they do behave slightly oddly, nazi rules) And people from that location follow me and try to steal out of my car. BTW, as I have mentioned on here before, I never a bid at auctions because I have people who, follow me around and try and ‘beat me’ at whatever I do. And bidding is an easy one for them, their aim is to beat me at whatever cost, they don’t care what the real value is either (Ebay knows about this fact in targets certain people who they know, ‘must win’ – they end up paying double….suckers! So, at the Bundaberg Tender Centre, I can place bids on items they have had lying around for yonks, and it’s really in their best interest to be nice to me, so if I do this, it will be a guaranteed sale. If I take an interest in it, suddenly it’ll go, it’s really in their best interest not to piss me off. {btw, they charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they charge the buyer 13% plus $2 processing fee – and, all on 2nd hand goods, that have already had GST charged on them, so it is a bit of a money-making scam for the owner, rather than sellers. I try to stick to the Tip shop for 2nd hand goods} I still have my Farm Plants and Seeds website, and someone from Melbourne has just started a Local Seeds place, I have sold a few there now {yah!}. I suspect some people believe it is the online community on ebay and gumtree that have been stealing from me (?). I do not know, but I am losing at least $5000/year from not being able to go on ebay. And btw, now, 5 years later Gumtree have stopped deleting my new account, but instead they just delete my listings, randomly for no reason. There are some major idiots running online companies. I have had to give a lot of my stuff away, like reems and reems of irrigation/plumbing, just whole heap of stuff, $1000’s of dollar’s worth. there seems to be a monopoly on 2nd hand goods. I noticed in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I also had dogs follow me to second-hand shops, and they would buy everything and take it down to Sydney where they could get three times the price (I suspect they had free travel) and in fact the shop in Tamworth, that good second-hand shop on Peel st, closed down because there’s literally no no more second-hand goods left in Tamworth! Town full of ‘made in China’ now!! And air quality is extremely bad here, next to HWY, some mornings when I open the back door onto the Veranda, the smell is just putrid, I have to literally hold my breath, the exhaust fumes are disgusting. I want EV mode please (that is all electric vehicles, and EV cruise mode down the HWY!) And constant noisy trucks, often who compression break, I could literally count the number of good night’s sleep on 1 hand. (This changed after I wrote this, much better sleep now, but still noisy trucks, bikers, hoons, delinquents, a problem – there is a specific ‘truck’ thing that happens, more about that later) as well as the typical social problems in any neighbourhood like theft, harassment and bitchy busybodies. Plus, no water, no fruit trees, or veggies, intermittently. And really poor soil. So, there are several greedy and selfish users, who put sprinklers on all day every day. So, water runs out. HUGE NEGATIVE. They should charge for water consumption, it would never run then, and each house does have a water meter (the fact that they do not do this is stupid body corporate). WATER PROBLEMS I often miss my garden at Rangari, and curse the dogs for my removal and my foot handicap. BUT actually, things could be way worse, least here I have a tree view, and a lovely big garden with gums and room for whatever I want to plant and sometimes water. Often my neighbours are away, which is heaven, although I think my landlord is covering for her friend Win who is stealing from me, he has a key?? No conviction – and more about that later in photo story. (Small frame? – moth to flame situation again) Plus COVID19, so I have some cash to buy nice food, meat! But I feel I am stuck here, when perhaps I should be living in the tropics?? I feel there is this strange phenomena, and it’s hard to explain, but like the powers that want to be (old men) are kind of playing “Simon Says”, so if Cate doesn’t say so, then it doesn’t happen. So, if Cate wants me here paying rent, then that’s what happens, because she’s the landlord, so she wins. So, I have to stay here regardless of what I want - you know all my life, I’m pretty sure that this hasn’t been the way it is - if I want to move to somewhere, then I just up and go, but at this point in my life, it doesn’t seem to be like that, I can’t just do what I want any more, there seems to be idiots wanting to play “Simon Says” , and there are these completely annal rental l girls who want 5 different references, (Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy) not only from last landlord but personal ones too – I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THEM, THOSE LITTLE BIMBO IDIOTS. Plus, do things like block my Internet, so I can’t go onto a real estate listing, or I can’t put up my notice in the local notice area, because the newsagency owner picked a fight with me, like it was a deliberate ploy so I wouldn’t be able to post up any local adverts. My landlord contacts me just before I go into town, and then she starts talking about the same things that I’m going to be doing like the dentist. Or Big W. It’s like she’s kind of jealous if I do anything that involves leaving the house. In non-thinking jealous dog territorial form. Plus, I have caught her out in several lies to me about the house, and I can clearly see how she tries to save herself. But when I told her no, to painting the house, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave – 8mnths before lease ends. So, she has some problems, and is a faker (My application was rejected from another real estate, and it would have been because of her phone call with them. (I have never had an application rejected in my life, Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy). Here is a good time to talk about this observation, as it has come about from living in various socio-economic neighbourhoods. Before you read this next paragraph, I recommend you read my Photo story called “We all need the right nutrition from the womb” on Page 8 in Life Stories. Then to add to that story, here, another little one, involving my cats, showing an example of exactly what I am talking about when it comes to various landlords from various sectors. Inevitably, my cats would come onto my bed and sleep at night. I had one in particular, who, without fail, every night, would curl up at my feet and sleep there all night. He loved being patted, and loved being close to me. He was an affectionate cat. One night, when he was about 12yrs, I just had, had enough, I was like ‘no lil, leave me alone, I want to sleep without any cats touching me’ and disturbing my sleep. I picked up Lil and put him on the ground, said ‘off you go now’. And that was the end of that, he wasn’t too shaken up about it, he was a very good-natured cat and found somewhere else to sleep. However, a short time after Lil died (tragically by spot-on flea/tick chemicals) I had another cat, Violet who decided, she would start hopping on my bed, and sitting on my face, generally disturbing my sleep. One night, I had enough of her, picked her up, put her down, said off you go Violet. BUT, unlike Lil, Violet immediately just jumped back up on my bed. It’s like she didn’t have any respect for what I said and did, even though she gets treated the same way that I treat all my cats. But my cat Lil, who was first born, was smart enough to realise about ‘respect’, whereas Violet, the 7th born, didn’t have ‘the smarts’ enough to work out, and realise about respect. RESPECT - literally a nutrition related problem. And this is the same thing with my landlords, I have noticed that the kind of person (definatly not restricted to landlords) but who wants to try to ‘boss me about’ and ‘Lord over me’ so to speak, to literally show no respect towards me and my intentions. Are always 3rd borns. And I hate to say this, most often coincides with low socio-economic factors, and or bimbo women who are asleep at the wheel. Often the ones who are wealthier have more respect and knowledge of the way things are, or at any rate would usually be a little more passive, than being outright disrespectful to someone. It’s like some of them are so incapable of working out how to be ‘respectful’ because they literally can’t, due to their nutritional influence from early childhood and in the womb. (Heath Barwick) (Sharon Morgan) And I believe this was the underlying factor of World War 2 and the nazis – just couldn’t grasp the meaning of the word RESPECT. So, this whole rental situation here at Gin Gin is not fair, and I am trying to leave, but when a landlord is lying about me, and not giving me a decent reference, they only thing I can do is go online and state the truth, which is what I do. The older I get the more I realise how many “fakers” there are out there; people who study part time, only to receive their diploma/degree/whatever, in a specific area, but in reality, to be completely clueless about the subject. It’s more than just that one person‘s needs to try and credit and validate themselves. I believe places of study, universities and colleges, push this practice in order to stay alive, they don’t really care if the end result is not actually relevant to society, so long as they have people paying for titles like Diplomas Bachelors Masters, it will be fine for those people to use those credentials even if there fairly ignorant.{Stop trying to ‘street cred’ yourself, and get back into to the kitchen where you belong! There was a current affairs issue recently describing the problem of bedbugs, especially in France, and I personally believe, (since it’s really quite easy to get rid of bedbugs), that this problem is a modern problem due to the fact that housewives are in limited supply, there’s nobody looking after the house, properly, nobody cooking and cleaning, like they ought to be.} Anyway, it really would be better if I lived somewhere warm anyway, because of my reaction to the cold weather, and this place doesn’t have a window even up the top, it’s just chicken wire, so it’s completely open, and we get frosts here, so that is a little ridiculous. Freezing! I’ll be hard pressed to find somewhere similar or as good as this near the beach, plus all the beaches up north seem to be waveless, I’m not sure I’d like that, I really like bobbing up and down in the surf, so I find myself in a bit of a conundrum at the moment with forces pulling me in all directions, like, I’ve got a strong force of ‘not wanting to move’ because my body is so exhausted, from having to move five times previously (not to mention my life’s work at Rangari garden). I’ve written before I have major arm problems now, and arthritis in my knees, stiff joints. The thought of moving again is just abhorrent. But all my life, if there’s a problem, you just go about living your life in a certain wilful way, until it’s fixed. Anyway, ultimately, it’s up to me where I live, it’s not up to my landlord, or my next-door neighbour, or silly rental young girls, nor anyone else who thinks it should be up to them - this is not a Nazi regime. It’s up to me, especially since I am single. Single ladies get to make life decisions solely, one of the many perks. I believe anyone involved in playing such a game of juvenile “Simon Says”, is playing with fire - you’re going to get burnt badly. So that was the saga of having to relocate. I personally believe that I’m living in a location where I should not be living, and that’s why they steal from me. If I was living where I should be living on my life journey, I wouldn’t have such a problem of theft. People have told me about areas where they live where there’s no stealing, these are all like hoity-toity areas, out of my price range. So not quite sure how I am meant to be living in a hoity-toity area? I do buy a lottery ticket each year, so far, I haven’t won. If anyone knows an area that isn’t extremely priced and it doesn’t have a neighbourhood is full of thieving sell out easily manipulated dogs, please contact me, because that’s where I’m meant to be living. Least I am actually doing something about the small but substantial injustices that prevail in Australia, and I don’t have to live with huge chunks of guilt weighing on my shoulders, and I am not going to be the one turning into an alcoholic. I would like to say, after living in Gunnedah for those last 18 years, with so many things having been stolen from me on a weekly basis; now that I’ve moved “ha ha ha ha ha” – to those stupid bimbos thieves who no longer have me around to steal from. You’re going to be lost without me. Ha ha. (Stupid Sharon Morgan) On a more serious note: (this is the story “Assault in schools and Child Deviants Roam loose in Wolseley Park Gunnedah, NSW, Australia” on Life Stories p2.) Christmas for me usually means a day free of the bimbo dogs, no trucks, no idiots yelling out from neighbours, no girls beeping car horns, the one day I can relax fully (btw, I heard someone say to one to one of the dogs; why do you harass her, and she said; “so, she knows that I am there, listening to her” - STUPID BIMBO dog. FUCK OFF. This issue of vocal harassment is a huge deal for me – they are persistent and unbearable. Years and years of vocal harassment, especially if living in suburbia. (I think too an issue within the police, and why they target me for traffic violations, dog police.) Big problem at Kookaburra Park. Really, I can’t be around zombies at all, not even for a small moment if they are not concentrating. Anyway, but not this year, amongst the quite neighbourhood, there emanated the voice of bimbo dogs, ah …. too bad. Actually, it has occurred who it may be, and I know I should have said something to my parents at the time -naming names, but really, I felt they were not equipped to handle this kind of information, I know now, they still would not have been able to deal with it - typical ‘shove under the carpet’ Australian parents for then, maybe it’s different now, I know most parents/carers will accompany a child pretty much everywhere, one father said he accompanies his son to the park, after he heard this story, for fear of the little girls in the park) But, this ‘unequipped’ reason is why I have been banned from Facebook - because of ‘unequipped’ bimbo mothers who can‘t deal with the negative real parts of life. (I did not name this boy when I was banned on Fb, but if I had not been banned now, I certainly would have - it is VITALLY IMPORTANT to name names, in doing something about it: When I was 9, one of the boys from school (Gunnedah Primary School), John Burke, who lived in Tempest Street near Wolseley Park, sexually assaulted me in that park with his filthy hands, it was painful. That particular person, John Burke is disgusting and he’s now probably a rapist, he should have been punished at the time. There was a witness, she came and saw me later and announced she would testify in court if needed. I of course, had no idea what she was talking about NONE. Btw, currently today, “Children aged 0–9 cannot be charged with a criminal offence. Although, children aged 10–14 can be charged with sexual assault, they are treated differently throughout court proceedings to those aged over 14.“ That 9yr old definatly definitely sexual assaulted me, and he knew what he was doing. Although John Burke is a typical case of a stupid dog doing the opposite, (like I am thinking ‘get away from me’ – so he starts chasing, and then when he caught me, he had to think of something to do, and he did – vile little boy with hopeless stupid parents) you ask yourself why these things happen, maybe this is something I had to go through, to learn what boys are like? (Amongst other male related incidents…) Well, if that the case, I’m telling you my story, so now you know what they’re like; there’re mongrels (you can’t drink around them, or wear short skirts, not that I was, at age 9, or any age for that matter, but apparently those issues are fuel for stupid sexually depraved idiots, and later court juries see those 2 particular things as ‘asking for it’) (maybe now you know, it won’t happen to you - apparently 1 in 5 women are sexually assaulted before the age 18 – and don’t forget ladies no means no, SAY IT – “get off you stupid brute” loud as you can). The reason this is STILL the case, is because these perpetrators are not named and shamed. (Even cases that go through the courts at any age, are not printed about in the newspapers – and there is no law for +18 offenders, (there should be NO protection for any aged sex offender – what is wrong with you?, it’s like the police have had that rule drummed into their head, “well there’re under 18 so you can’t hold them accountable” they are so scared of these old rules, and fail to see the big picture of how perpetrators need to be held accountable, no matter what age) There ought to be much harsher penalties for any adult sex crimes, not only in Australia but worldwide. Rape means life in prison. And its very strange that newspapers do not print all these court cases up, - they only talk about court cases about certain issues. Also, there is the factor that bimbo mothers do not want to see the truth. If I was in charge, the mothers of sex offenders would be going to jail along side their son too – no matter what age the son is either. Crap mothers; compulsory parenting class for EVERY pregnant woman. BTW, this time a male chaser – all my adult life, usually they are female, (as you can see from this blog) women are far more stupid and unaware than men, sad to say - but true -maybe little boys have to be quick learners or they may get into trouble due to their disregard for “care and respect” – like John! Whereas women never get into trouble in my experience, I mean am I to complain to the police, “oh officer there is a 25yr old and 40 yr old girl following me around and doing reflections!!!- they would laugh at me! – they don’t seem to realize that its them who are stealing from me and others.) Btw, strange that a lot of parents do not teach their young girls about the dangers of men, and that some men will come along and try to get them in the sack, one way or the other – use them; they get up to all sorts of tricks and work together with their mates, coming up with evil plans. Lying is 2nd nature when it comes to ‘hooking’ a girl. They cannot be trusted. These are the types of things that ought to be discussed within the family unit.) Wake up parents. Btw, someone interestingly, told me, this is the way, because whoever is the strongest willed in any situation, is ‘in power’ and so far, this has been men, therefore important issues like this, ones to help protect women, {but the same issue, often looked upon by men, as ‘helping’ a man in his ‘becoming a man’}, is overlooked in the whole of society. So, I am not just referring to politics here, (I don’t think), but the ‘will’ of everyone, in each situation. It rings true in my experience. So weird – wake up women, you do need to protect yourself against men. There was a major male dog problem at the airport once that I experienced, I was left so angry after that, and could not believe grown men do this kind of stupid bimbo behaviour too, (talk about bizarro world) - that was after I saw the psycho housemistress from NEGS, Cathy Goldman, she was there in the morning, stalking me, and I think she had arranged for traffic problems, so I would be late and miss my plane? and she yelled out “sorry” from afar; either it was that she was apologising for, or she apologised for my cat who had been kidnapped for 3 months, I’m not entirely sure about her whole existence at all. But that day, after I missed my plane, was one of the worst days of my life. I had to hang around the airport for hours and hours, and oh my god, what is it about seeing a woman on her own they, that triggers something in those dogs - they just can’t handle it, a woman on her own. First of all, I had 2 stupid blonde bimbos harassing me, same as usual, but then after a while they gave up. Then I had grown men, a whole pack of them, behaving like those stupid bimbo dogs. And I had not experienced men behaving like dogs before, it was always just little girls who are so stupid that they do reflections. So apart from anger, I was really in, quite some shock that day, I was a little dumbfounded by men on mass being stupid. STUPID – retarded behaviour. By the end of that waiting period, at the airport I was absolutely so furious, you can’t believe how much rage I had inside me. God help anyone who picks a fight with me because you are not going to live to see the next day. And don’t ask me to fly anywhere, because unless it’s EXCLUSIVE first class, I won’t be. You know it's a little weird that I have such extreme difficulties out in public, I mean, it is almost like my destiny, is to be wealthy so I can fly first class, so I don't have these problems from stupid members of the public! But here I am, no money, no first class ever! My real life was probably stolen too! I think those 2 blonde bimbos were on my flight, a little 10 seater to Gunnedah, I bet they did not even have a booking, but were added on; its like someone pays them to follow me around. When I’m out and about, I don’t see anybody else getting harassed as I do. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim too, but usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation: “I want to chastise and bully you, but I don’t want to get into trouble, so I’ll use a stupid dog woman.” I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. I was constantly having to politely tell her to GO AWAY. Stupid. And doing the ‘opposite’, is what stupid people do. I have had heaps of other situations in my life from people who do the ‘opposite’ too - none other, ending in sexual assault thank goodness. So, if I think to myself, oh, I’d like some peace and quiet, and just wish I was on my own here, then I immediately I would have dogs, bimbos, mainly, who just come and stand around me, like right next to me, or follow me. Dogs that do the opposite. They are the most stupid creatures on this planet, and I can’t believe they’re allowed to exist and bimbo mothers keep breeding them and continuing the cycle, it’s ridiculous and absurd. I believe this phenomena is a direct result of nazi parents who operate their family on control, and not love, so that child lives the whole rest of its existence in a state of rebellion. Wake the hell up bimbo mothers. (of course, occasionally I am not surrounded by stupid bimbos, and after those above-described thoughts , I am suddenly left in peace and quiet! Such bliss.) On the subject of short skirts; could you please tell me why schools dress, their young teenage girls in short skirts? This very act, in my opinion, is disgraceful and obviously the dress code has been made up by perverts, male and female alike. Maybe they only do it on the TV dramas shows, where all the high school girls seem to be wearing miniskirts to school. I know at Gunnedah high school; they changed their uniforms to ankle length skirts in about 2010!! I saw them walking outside on excursion one-day, about 20 girls in their long skirts and big hats too, it was fantastic! Anyway, back to my other encounters of male dog behaviour. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog, just briefly, but word for word. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim, oh, and don't forget David my landlord. But usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation - Gunnedah Arts Council are the guilty-est at doing that). I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. Stupid. Also btw, according to Wiki, in America, 6 people die each week due to a partner domestic violence situation. With statistics like that I’m really not sure why anyone would bother getting married at all. And, you should all know, in the name of discovering the truth, one of my employers, - she was a ‘SydneyDodgy’ shop owner, with owing money to lot of sellers (they would come in to the shop and try to intimidate me into giving them money, thinking I had something to do with it (WRONG)). She was a female then in her 30’s; she stated to me, if she was being followed around or been given a hard time by a man, she would have no hesitations in falsely accusing him of rape. Now, that Rav about me blurb: **What people are really like THE UGLY TRUTH:** I can’t believe the amount of people, women in particular who steal from me. It’s pathetic. Stop it, or you will go to hell! And, apparently, from not only me -Hey you stupid bimbos, it’s NOT OK to take anything from hotel lobbies or cutlery from restaurant tables WAKE UP (especially you catholic Mexicans). If you want your child to be tortured and tormented by passive aggressive female staff and seniors, send them to NEGS, Private Boarding School, Armidale, NSW (run by woman only –what are they thinking? Seriously, this is a despicable godless religious school, employing truly STUPID women, (20 years later, the old dogs still follow me about, harassing me.) You’re naive if you think anyone else is going to look after your kids. Anna Abbott, Reverend Wearne, Windeyer, Scarf, Milburn and Goldman – all those people require saving, as they are going to hell for sure. Rich people are the prey. Pull your goddam socks up. Btw, I now have bad arthritis in both my knees it is purely from being forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers twice a week (Wednesday morning and Sunday night) for extended periods of time in Church, it was nothing short of physical abuse, and they need to be held accountable – those arrogant, rich, authoritarian idiots. Having said that, I mean, don’t get me wrong, there were some really good aspects to this school. For instance; there were no drugs at NEGS. When certain people from high schools hear that, they really double back a bit - they can’t believe it, they have to pause, to really think about what school would be like without drugs. There is also no boys, so, no sex, nobody got pregnant, so no bimbo dropouts. Also, we had to do our school work, to a certain degree, there was really no being lapse about that, because the teacher would notice and would be on our backs, so there was usually no choice in each situation to do anything but work, like you couldn’t chat, you couldn’t leave anywhere. Each girl has to be in the moment and do the work. But the bad parts about this school outweigh those good parts, in my opinion? Actually I have a lot to say below about this school, and the 2 public ones I attended when younger, but to sum up - I guess if I had children, I would never ever send them off to school or child day-care on their own, that is, without me and my supervision, (or a fathers), and it is not to supervise my child, it would be to supervise the teachers/carers. There are some really rotten people out there who don’t give a dam about your kids, they are there because they have no skills but need to be employed, but more often wish to use your kids to ‘thumb a ride’ for their personal powertripping desires. There are some really stupid ones looking after young toddlers in day-care. - I recall when I was at day-care once (I did not typically go to childcare, but this day mum had things to do in town, so off I went, 2-3yrs old). At this day-care, I had to go to the toilet, and so I did. But this tall, very blonde carer, charged in, ripped me off the toilet - mid way through, and reprimanded me! Because apparently, I was going in the times that it wasn’t allowed to go – apparently the kids were only allowed to go to the toilet between 12 and 1pm and at recess at 10am! Can you believe that? - how stupid was that women? How stupid was that day care. It doesn’t get much more stupid than that! stupid blonde! (That was a day-care at Tamworth, it has since closed, it was the one on the river near that plane statue, which I also believe has been removed. Country hicks). The fact that a child would need this constant overseeing, is quite a tragedy because one of the best things I loved about both my parents, was the fact that they gave us a lot of free reign, we were free to go down the street as kids on our bikes, or walking wherever. We could go down to the park, we could go up to the pool on our own, or up to friends, whatever we wanted to do, we were fortunate to live in a smallish country town, however today I certainly would not allow this if I had children in that particular town. (And there was that bad incident in the park). So, more on this school – the principle, Jan Milburne, (more about that creature from the 1800’s later in my “English wannabes story”) took x7 Uniformed year 7 (11 yr old) girls across town to the local High school playground at about 830am, (all 7 of us were short girls of the year, not a coincidence) On the playground we were harassed by what seemed to be 10 ferocious giant year 12 hound boys, - for about 15 minutes they went on and on, with the principle (Milburn) standing and watching in the distance as if this verbal bullying attack was perfectly normal behaviour and the point of the trip – the pounce, was mainly aimed at our PRIVATE school uniform. This incident has changed the way those women think about men it has created a deep HATRED of men, and 4 of those 7 women are now gay. This was done deliberately. Disgraceful. I have 2 other school principal stories just as disturbing, that school is not a safe place for a child. Do your kids a favour and Home School them. (don't get me started on the bullying that goes on amongst the girls either, -gotta talk about, or it will continue to happen, it will be happening to your child right now, this is not something that only happens in the old days and to other people. Debra Taylor, Fiona Pine, Cate Cameron, Alysha White, Lucy Bingle, Belinda Atkinson – Are you are the goddam dogs that are following me and harassing me? – did you remove all the toilet paper from the Tamworth Council Art Space bathroom? Are you the dog network who keeps overcharging me at checkout? Still? Fuck off, get a life, grow up you stupid little dogs . (Could be look alikes, there are a number of females in positions of power that are completely obsessed with me – STUPID DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES, if so, listen carefully; I don’t give a shit about those people. I haven’t spoken to them in 30+ years, meaning, I don’t care about them. And I don't even think of them, it wasn’t till I started to rack my brain to try and figure out who was following me and harassing me in Tamworth, that I thought about those girls, all friends at school. BUT no relationship with any of them now, so we are not fighting -as we have no relationship. Can you possibly comprehend this you stupid little dog)? School principals are the biggest bullies of them all – I say get rid of principles from all schools, there is no point of them, only negativity. (At the very least put cameras in Principals office) And I also want to mention this little story - if any of the girls were caught swearing by any of the staff, they were fined $5. There was one staff member (Dr Scarf) who would lurk about and eavesdrop on girl’s conversations, then manipulate the girls into swearing, so she could pocket the $5. (You know what I think about that - you stupid cunt) btw, swearing is an important part in fighting bullies, you will need to swear in adult life in the work place. Also, come to think of it - 2 Librarians at that school, in the then new library would invite men from the Armidale community, I would say paedophiles, into the library to ‘engage’ with the girls -UNACCEPTABLE. And, I want to mention how the ‘Oppression’ starts. Kids that are not from families who are really wealthy, are especially targeted, if they are outgoing, then they use tactics to oppress you, very passive aggressive tactics that are hard to explain, but I clearly saw it when I used to horse ride, with girls hiding in bushes yelling out in insulting manner perhaps jealousy, but also, I believe it comes from a place which I have called “Gold Star Dog Problem”. If anyone knows who those girls were – please say, I am at a loss as to who they were? (No little birdy has told me thus far - very strange?) could have been Debra Taylor? Or Anna Harding? (if it was her WTF!), or maybe those girls I mentioned in my “school bully story”, Jane and Amy?? I bet those girls are drunks now. Btw, in the catholic religion, that’s the point of confession, so stupid guilty bimbos don’t end up as drunks!! There is a story that I’m compelled to write about, I’ve mentioned before that I have “all the dirt” and that’s why I get often get kicked out of society, people that I have dirt on don’t want me talking to anyone. But I have a female bullying story about a mother and her daughter from NEGS that were so disgusting that I really do need to write it down to name and shame. (I have found mother and daughter bullies to be BIG problem in general) Also this woman kept appearing on channel 9, when I used to watch Channel 9- I no longer do. But I don’t know if it was actually her, if she’s friends with people in the TV industry, I know her daughter did a model shoot for Tampons in Dolly magazine, it went round the whole school (I didn’t say anything). Or maybe channel 9 know what happened in regards to me and them, and so they just show her in a light where she is living it up, living the good life, sipping champagne, etc, maybe they’re just trying to piss me off? There’s no need to do that, I already am pissed off about it, I remember it like it happened yesterday. So, what happened was, this woman Mrs Jemison, was the Physical Culture teacher at NEGS, and Physical Culture, Physy, consists of young girls prancing around in little leotards, doing these weird activities with pointed toes - in front of people - it was just really silly, but you know, all little girls just really love to get dressed up and prance around, plus it’s more fun than little athletics or netball, so I did it! One time we had travelled to somewhere big, I think it was Coffs Harbour, and we were performing in front of people, it was like a competition. I was in the auditorium but away from my group of friends. Mrs Jemison and her daughter were next to me. I had my leotard on, and Mrs Jemison and her daughter started teasing me, well, not really teasing, they were really being nasty and bitchy about the size of my boobs and the inadequacy of my body. It was quite disgusting, and there were lots of people around that heard her and couldn’t believe them, they were absolutely horrified and disgusted; I could see their reactions and I could actually hear them, while Mrs Jemison and her daughter just kept going on. It was a bully situation 101. There were other times in class when both of them would have a go at me, I’m not entirely sure what the issue was with me, they would gang up on me, mother and daughter, and pick on me, they didn’t pick on anyone else in the group. I really should have left the group, sometimes I wonder at my youthful lack of common sense in such obvious victimization situations, but well, I am not the type of person to run away, even though I may be at a loss for words sometimes, or don’t know how to defend myself, running away is NOT my style, plus it’s completely different when you’re a child. (There were no bullies in my family growing up, and none at Gunnedah primary school either (aside from the teachers…) so I did not ever learn how to deal with them properly.) And it is a good thing that I don’t have issues with the size of my boobs, I’m really quite happy with the size of my boobs, always have been. I just kind of ignored the 2 bitches at the time, even though, because they made such a spectacle of themselves, and everyone was staring at me, in pity I guess, it was very memorable and painful. So that girl, a year older than us in the group, I think her name was Emma or Jemma? I really can’t remember, I just have a clear image of what she looks like, she had long blonde hair, skinny with a few freckles, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her twice at the doctors, and I have a strong feeling that she might be following me around to try and make up for what she did, but at the physio when I saw her, my red rubber fulcrum that physio gave me was stolen and I definitely think she is involved. So, I have no idea why she was there. The other time I saw her at Agnes Water Doctor, and I had major arm problems after that visit due to an unnecessary tetanus shot -maybe she has something to do with that - there are NEGS girls trying to inflict pain on me, it goes right back to church. So, I have no problems naming and shaming Mrs Jemison - you stupid stupid stupid woman, get some fucking morals and pick on someone your own size, you fat dog. (If only I had found those words all those years ago on day 1 of Physy) She’s probably dead by now, the world will be a better place for it. Actually, also after my experience in public school Kindy and Primary 4th class, I recommend home schooling (MOST Teachers get off power tripping, not teaching). And teachers bullying kids and picking on one in the classroom to use as “Whipping boy” (technique designed to humiliate one child in front of the others to scare them in to doing their work) humiliating kids is so common its shameful (Debbie Croft, +…, Gunnedah NSW) -they used to have staff meetings on how to humiliate me, I hope those stupid female bimbos get their comeuppance) I have to mention a house mistress Cathy Goldman, I think it was Cathy, I did not pay too much attention to house mistress’s – with her, this was the problem, she wanted to be worshipped by ALL the little girls, as I did not (not a teacher’s pet type, I have common sense, and am healthy) she formed an obsession with me. I would go so far as to say she was a paedophile. And since leaving school she, accompanied by young girls have stalked me and stolen from me. She has done all sorts of vile things resulting in major persecution. She is DIGUSTING, the world would be better without her in it. I have reported he to the police, but the police are USELESS. She may have everyone else fooled, but she does not have me fooled. I would like to point out, at NEGS, even though there were problems with admin and house staff/chapel, bullying. The actual education in the classroom was of excellent standard for the time, and I have no negative/ psychological abuse stories from the classroom (wow, it’s a miracle compared to my previous public schooling!). Oh, except we had a male science teacher, Mr Brown, he was on the younger side of a middle-aged man, teaching a bunch of 12-17 yr old girls JUST NO! THIS DOES NOT WORK YOU IDIOTS, definatly teachers aid required in this situation. Really and truly, do you not know what all men are like AT ALL?? You know, I wrote a letter to the Department of education, telling them that the one teacher doesn’t work, (especially in public schools) due to the natural tyrannical nature of the teacher personality types. I went on to say that another person is needed in the classroom to keep the other in line. (a teachers aid, who has been specifically told they are there to keep the teacher ‘inline’). But just above I mentioned how I had 3 female teachers plot against me in staff meetings, to come up with ways to humiliate me. So, maybe the opposite sex is required to keeps tabs? It might work, who knows. Also that school, they do tend to keep teachers on, past their ‘use by date’ and obviously some girls use those teachers as ‘tools‘ – easily manipulated. I know most teachers at that school are ‘handpicked’ with meticulous checks of credentials etc, all married, they need to apply those same meticulous checks for the house mistress staff – and the gardeners for that matter. Also, the school principal used to make a big deal about speaking to the girls at assembly about the “family” of the school and we all belong to the “family”. Well, this might seem nice on appearance, but really there were girls who took this to literally mean this is an invitation to treat younger girls badly, to abuse younger girls, to steal from them, to act in annoying ways that sometimes younger siblings do, to infact they use that “family” sibling excuse, as a reason to behave silly, of course it all comes back to dysfunction of those girls who obviously had hopeless parents. Having witnessed that behaviour, and being old and wise now, I would never advise describing a large community of girls as a “family”. Describe the situation exactly as it is, thank you. But I find it really strange how so many things you need to know for life / the future, is not really discussed at school or in childhood. It doesn’t really make sense to me, I mean, the point of school is preparing you for the future, the whole future, not just a part of it like the reading/ writing, and arithmetic part. I believe that school does the “opposite” of what you have to do when raising a child. They have to “empower” a child so he/she can be empowered to do what they want in life. This school “unempowers” girls, as do a lot of parents, they use their kids to empower themselves, when they should be empowering their kids – POWER TRIPPERS, so many bad parents in Australia. You won’t believe this little yuk story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the?) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). (There is actually more to this little vulgar story, and gets a WHOLE lot worse, but I won’t go into those revolting details. It gets more unbelievable the older I get (now in my 40’s). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially, toilet nightmares!). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting questionable male staff (as in ALL male staff) anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can really prepare ourselves) But I know there have been girls too, on several occasions I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in (really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity) Apparently it is because of Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago - The girls doing the exact opposite of what you would like. I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools; at private homes and children’s camp (again I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog response happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking, go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to (one girl started running into the toilet door to try to ‘charge’ it with her shoulder, to get in, really extraordinary monkey zombie behaviour – that incident, “toilet girl” was at a nightclub, and she was probably on drugs – see why you ought not do drugs kiddies…- -although this Phenon is not specifically drug related, it’s more ‘useless parent/teacher’ related, not waking their child). So, some girls are not aware that they can hear, they just act on auto pilot rebellion mode. But there are plenty of aware ones who can hear loud and clear, some are cool about the whole situation, others will try to use it, nasty ones who will try to trick you and then later say “no I can’t hear you, your nuts”, so they try to trick you deliberatley so they can later call you crazy, that’s their game, the crazy game, like “The Witches Of Salem”, it’s fun for them trying to trick other women. So, while in my experience I usually only have problems from women, I suspect there are men who do this, and like to pray on woman’s vanity. Especially if the woman turned them down. BTW that’s how the dogs steal my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies. Which btw, I feel a counsellor, therapist, or psychiatrists, would all have slight perversion personalities, with some of them being outright perverts.). I often see my ideas used in various forms, like things that don’t quite make sense being scrapped, my ideas about behaviour/personalities appearing, and like my life stories have been used on telly, and aswell as ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers (not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Actually, one thing I’ve noticed in my life, is I often miss out on money. Say if an opportunity for a raise or a promotion arises, either there’s always some little undeserving bitch who will come along and steal it, or there is person in charge who thinks they don’t have to pay me. Just the way it goes. Worse as I get older. Actually, when it comes to money, dad was really the only one that ever came through, and he stopped supporting me when I was 20! I have accepted my lot, but this is not going to stop me from winging about the injustices that go on. And those thieves then try to discredit me in any way they can for fear of being found out and sued. I would say why hence it is a “secret” - if you tell anybody this happens, seriously they will lock you up in a mental asylum and call your delusional and schizophrenic - such stupidity and unawareness is beyond belief, especially within the police force and Psychiatrists. Actually, I can give you another example, just so you really know what I am talking about, and what my life consists of, dogs on a daily basis; One day back in about 1999, I was on the North Shore suburbs, going between jobs, and I spotted a gift shop, thought it looked really quaint and good, I had a bit of time, I should go have a look. I saw a wall tile in there, it was artistic, creative, brightly coloured, and large - I just loved it! I was so excited about this tile, plus it wasn’t very expensive, so I thought this has just made my day! I’m going to purchase it, I was just soooo excited sooo pleased and happy about this tile. I was taking it up to the counter, when some girl, who I’ve never seen before, walked into the shop and started talking at me “are you going to get a tile , are you, are you, that tile ” kind of making fun of me in that bitchy sarcastic tone that women have. Like, not only could she hear my thoughts about the tile, but the fact that I was so happy about discovering this tile, is what really vexed her, so much so, that she had to come in to the shop, and chastise me in some way. Now, whether she was just walking on the street, heard me and came in, or had she been following me around all morning - who knows. As far as I was concerned she was squatting, a thieving squatter, on my soul! I ignored her and went ahead and purchased my tile. I’ve been pleased with my tile ever since, until today, unfortunately it just cracked - which prompted me to write this story, and add it to my other example of dog stories I have, the persecution on a daily basis. You know it's like the opposite of that expression "smile and the whole world smiles with you " - with me, it's case of "smile and all the girls are going to hate you " – like it's my personal cross to bare, like the jealousy of hearing some girl / woman now, who is happy – is just too unbearable for them, they cannot stand to hear that happiness. {I reckon, that why the orange jelly babies disappeared, that’s why music appreciation class was cancelled, the ‘good fit’ green leggings jealousy, heaps of other things, oh food, good food brands at the supermarket – I love, “sorry we no longer stock”…. more too, - computer nerds: they are removing ‘good and easy’ features from iPad, iPhone, plus microsoft removing good features off their Windows, Google too. Theres still more… I can’t think of them all atm, but I saw a YT vid of ‘the most long established business in Australia’ and one of them was a chocolate shop- and I thought: If I visited that Chocolate shop on a regular basis to purchase a favoured and highly desired Chocy, I'm afraid the shops ‘long term establishment’ would mean nothing; as surely as the sun sets, sadly the business would come to an end, such is my personal experience with the EXTREME JEALOUSY about the “good” things in life, by the stupid unknown stalking blonde dogs who are completely hung up on “class” – and for some reason, OBSESS and stalk ME. Btw, those same people or person, aswell as trying to get rid of all “good” things – they also try to get rid of my good nature, happiness attitude, - so they try to evoke anger out of me (for the sole point so they do not feel jealous of me) - they are completely sick and dysfunctional narcissistic bullies. And I don't know how many times I can tell them to fuck off: fuck off: air fuck off: fuck off: unworthy people.) By the way, it's weird that I would have no idea WHO is so jealous of me like this?? This ‘cowardice’ of their nature tells me it is female. I can't think of anyone in my family that would be this jealous and unhealthy, not even my little sister, who you think well it's probably her as little sisters have a reputation of being jealous of their older siblings, but I know my sister well enough, she can be problematic, but she was raised in the same family I was, and we were raised in a healthy manner, with healthy sane parents. Like the person I'm talking about here is extremely dysfunctional, they were probably abused in some manner by a parent, they have major psychological problems to be obsessed by someone they don’t even know and certainly are not having or are in ANY kind of relationship with, they have just taken it upon themselves to obsess about me! They follow me and stalk me to my home – over years – they have money and time to waste WASTE. I'd have mentioned Rachel Weinberg's older sister (yeah, still can’t remember her first name); she has had some stalking problems like I have mentioned, controlling problems, power tripping problems, stealing problems, unemployed too, daughter of a DR - so I mean it could be her, but I think she has her own certain style that I recognize now, she likes to make jokes about everything to impress certain other people, whereas this jealousy I am talking about is really sinister and evil. Definatly narcissistic. (Wainberg prob jealous of her older sister, married to lawyer - so she took out her frustrations about that on me, another 1st born??). Btw – as a result of all the dogs and their either visionable and/or extra sound perception, now in 2023, I set a reminder every day, so as I read, so they can see; “It is not my fault you can hear me, it is your fault you stupid dogs, because you have no thoughts of your own, so you have to latch on to other people; so, fuck off and get your own life.} IT IS NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE COMPLETELY STUPID.” And this is how they steal from me. A pervert theft issue. Extraordinary how they have no qualms in being a pervert and stealing my ideas; so many I don't know where to begin. Anyway, so now I’ve got to go on the hunt, to look for a new tile, as it served a purpose. But now, due to being harassed on a daily basis, just like that, especially when I go shopping. I no longer go shopping, it is too unpleasant, as there are so many non-thinking dogs in Australia. I have to do all my shopping online, and thank God for the Internet (actually, I prefer shopping online anyway, comfort of the couch! Although I wish the post and couriers did not provide so many problems, really and truly, all they have to do is deliver my parcel, why do they have to make it so hard?) Anyway, I really doubt I’ll be able to find a tile as good 👎 Shame on that stupid dog, you should mind your own business you stupid woman. And get your own brain, and your own thoughts, stop riding mine little girl. By the way, I think I saw that girl again on channel 10, years later. I think she might be Asian, she’s very pretty. She was talking on one of those mornings shows about how only needy people acquire dogs, as in the canine species. Because dogs are always pleased and ecstatic whenever they see you, and so, the type of person who is slightly mentally unstable/unhealthy is the type of person who likes dogs, because they’re always pleased to see them! Which actually I thought was quite amusing and pretty much true! Dog grown up! Although I could have been mistaken, just someone who looked similar. (I am a cat person! 5 cats actually!) Btw, I did not usually have problems with bimbo dogs on Channel 10 when watching live shows, that was only channel 7 and sometimes channel 9 problem – sometimes extreme problems with those bimbos – I never watch those now. I hate live television shows in Australia. Just can’t. I had one TV exec boast to me that he knows how to pick the ‘good ones’ – the new guys are clueless and get dogs!! And btw, I saw those tiles again in Bundaberg after I wrote this!! There was a collection, 5 designs in the set (I had the fish one). But I decided I could get by without now, specially since I am forced to keep moving rentals. (Also, it gets way more complicated, there are some predator dog type people who can use me to ‘get’ the ‘sleepy’ person I’m speaking with, like deliberate ‘takeovers’, turning the sleepy person into a puppet - just a moment of not concentrating, and they have no idea what they’re talking about, or some seem to be able to last for ages under the command of someone else, word for word dictation, (there were quite a number of girls just like that in Enmore, inner western city Sydney, who would descend on my shop when I was there – ‘empty heads’) So, the end goal of the predator, being to have a go at me in some way, chastise - I seem to have a lot of enemies just for being single . I find interesting about these women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. I should add, there are 2 occasions in my life, when I feel I had no control, and that was sometime when I sneezed; out of the blue, for some reason, I would occasionally sneeze and it was a sneeze that was REALLY LOUD, plus I would kind of scream the sneeze out, SCREAM SNEEZE - in a very loud female way! It was really loud out in public, so it was a little embarrassing, ofcourse bystanders would think it hilarious, and it would always wake everyone up. That has stopped since I left Gunnedah, so maybe there was a manipulative perpetrator doing that somehow? - who lived in Gunnedah? I suspect NEGS girl. The other time is when I sleep, apparently dogs can hear me when I sleep, no idea what I say / dream / do in my sleep, usually. Oh, I remembered one other thing, when I lived at Pretty Beach; swimming in the ocean, I had my sunnies on this one time, and a big wave came, so I took them off to dive under, thinking to myself do not open your hand or you will lose sunnies in the wild surf here at Kilcare, but after the wave passed I popped up, looked at my hand, and it was open with sunnies gone – so I had no idea how that happened, it was NOT like me to do something like that, but I suspect foul play by someone else – manipulative tactics that some people can do. It happened again another time, I was holding something, a necklace, then later looked at my hand and it was gone – I think it is a learnt tactic that thieves have managed to do, - a way to steal inadvertently directly from someones hand. Other than that I am usually always ‘me’. Infact I will add this story; I discovered in 2015, after dad died and I received the family filing cabinet, in it was all of my report cards from school, mum must have kept them all! I read some, one of them, was written by the atrocious woman I mentioned above, Dr Scarf. {Actually, I can't even remember her teaching me anything, she was not a teacher, but the careers councillor, so I don’t know why I had a report card from her}, but she started off saying all the usual stuff; Emily is a quite polite, respectful student…but then she said “and Emily is always herself.” I really couldn't believe that when I read it. First of all, it seems so many young women must not be themselves often. (! – what is the whole blog really about! lol) But, I can see why someone like her would notice something like that, as she is someone who likes to manipulate young women, so I guess she noticed this about me because she cannot manipulate me. This explains why she didn't like me and refused to help me with a career, and several other bad things she did. She only likes girls she can manipulate and control. She is fully SICK. And a bully. You know, I have encountered a fair few bullies in my time, and I have to say that there’s a difference between someone who’s just being a powertripping bully, taking advantage of the situation, compared to someone who has a total despicable ‘nazi’ HIDDEN personality all the time. I think Dr Scarf from NEGS has that WICKED sinful trait. She’s truly an evil immoral person – underneath it all { When I wrote this last bit about Dr Scarf, it was written as a note to myself, as I often do, and I send it to my email address for me to go back to later when I get a chance, and write it up and incorporate it into my blog. So, when I wrote this -there was a dog “eavesdropping” (of course, and how typical), so she saw what I wrote, and being a total female meddling pervert, she went and sussed out Dr Scarf, she wanted to see this person for herself! And she told me that this woman is still alive, and she now bakes cookies for her grandkids, and so there's no way anyone would believe what I said about her, because you know she "dotingly" bakes for her grandkids – everyone loves a cookie baker! So, I'm sure she does bake for her grandkids, old ladies have to do something with their spare time, although I was a little surprised to actually discover she had kids, she wasn't that type of person to do so, a “caring person” type, like what a mother ought to be. But as most women do have kids, even the bad ones, it’s probably true (she did have big hips – a sign of childbirth). Actually, I suspect this is true a lot of what I say on my blog, well I know it's true, because people just don't believe me when I tell them, they're stealing from me/ stalking me/ verbally harassing me, that is, people in the community. They would prefer me to be “forgetful” or even “insane”, rather than to believe that there are ‘evil and sinister’ activities going on, within their network of friends, or family. (Such stupidity). But so, I'm not here to hunt down Dr Scarff and kill her, or put her in jail, as she probably deserves – or retaliate in any way, like a lot of non-thinking people do. I'm just writing about what happens in my life, and who people really are, the truth about their nature, and the ugliness of humans, in particular women, - as compared to how “Polite society” would want them to be and often portrays them as. Oh, later I remembered something else odd I have done seemingly unknowingly how; I might have mentioned already, but sometimes when I speak, I sound EXACTLY like mum. So dad was out at my place one time, herd me speaking, then suddenly heard mum, so totally flipping him out, it was like she was standing right there next to me speaking for that brief 1 or 2 words! So weird. It was when he had a ‘friend’ after mum died ofcourse, he would hang out with his old school friend who was also widowed, she was not there at the time, but “Girlfriend!” lol. And it happened with Penny as well, my little sister, when I was living at Bulga one time, she came out, and you should've seen Penny's face she was totally flipped out, I think she nearly fainted! I literally sound exactly like mum- same tone. So while I was in full control of what I was saying and knew what I was talking about, it was the way I said, in that tone, that I'm not so sure about being “incontrol” - I wouldn't be surprised if somebody can manipulate in this manner, somebody with an extrasensory skillset so to speak, and someone who knows what my mother sounds like. I'm not sure who that would be, if anyone, or something supernatural, but it certainly wasn't my sister or my father! A few times I felt like I haven't had complete control of my hands, like that time swimming in the ocean, I had to hold my sunglasses in my hand because there was a big wave coming and had to dive under, I was concentrating on holding them tight in my fist whilst diving under, but after the wave had gone I looked at my hand and unbeknownst to me I was no longer holding my sunglasses, they had gone. I note there was some guy staring at me on the beach (rudely), I suspect he had something to do with it, I have no idea who it was. (I've written that story before, but somebody has removed it). Oh and one time I heard my grandmother when I was speaking, in fact I wasn't speaking, I was outside doing some weeding on my own, and all of a sudden I made this horrendous awful noise with my mouth -it was disgusting, a noise kind of involving using tongue and spit, kind of slurping back saliva or something. BUT, it was EXACTLY the same noise my grandmother sometimes used to make when she was thinking to herself, working in the kitchen. I sounded just like her. I'm not sure how I did it, it just happen, and I couldn't believe it – it was my turn to be totally flipped out! And thank goodness it only happened that 1 time, it's such a horrible ‘nuisance habit’ that someone could have. My grandmother was a bloody bitch! lol I believe some actors and directors have this kind of symbiosis relationship too (no need to learn your lines at all!!). By the way because of this ‘thing’ ‘feature’ ‘specialness’ that happens, I have had a whole spate of women who want to say “me too”, and try and show off their ability, and show off their skills, they do all sorts of disgraceful things, most women, I hate to tell you, are truly evil. They put no thought or creativity into their attempts at the showing off, because their first instinct is to think do something bad and disrespectful, then do that, just because they can get away with it. STUPID. I’ve also noticed mothers and daughters have that kind of connection (a lot do, mothers use their kids to speak for them – OMG, so sick of seeing mothers using their kids. Plus, later, kids use it as a kind of payback for their bad mother; their children grow up, having learnt the art of manipulation and manipulate their mother with sometimes very disrespectful results. I have also been informed, certain men will deliberately persuade women to use drugs under the pretence of friendly ‘relax and have some fun’ when infact, they have a secret evil pre-meditated and calculated plan - so those (often smart) women can be easily manipulated and used in such a puppet way (I know women would also do this to other women. I saw Rachael Wainberg’s older sister do it to her {the one that looks like my now landlord Cate Rogers} dam it cannot remember her name, and no little birdy has reminded me!). Most people do not understand AT ALL. Clueless. (Stupid Sharon Morgan. Little tip for you Sharon, if she has blonde hair – SHE’S A LIAR. If she has loads of money, she’s a liar.) Because it is not talked about. (I have found often some clever people do ‘signs’ about these often-delicate situations, and call such behaviour ‘reflections’ – so, not as in thinking back to a distant memory, but doing someone else’s reflection. - Reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”. It’s really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I’m not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way.) I can’t believe Dr’s still diagnose people with schizophrenia – how stupid are those university graduates? I mean maybe you just need to have an ‘artistic’ mind to see the intangible and what is actually going on. And say, a ‘university’ type, can’t see due to their perceived reality that has been fed to them by naive and or stupid teachers??) You know, if you’re ever in a stance with a huge majority of people, who say one thing, and you look at them, and you know that they’re all completely wrong; find comfort in the fact that everyone on earth thought the world was square until some genius came along and said “no you idiots, it’s round!!” BTW, as a result of this phenomenon, I have, well had mostly, particularly in 2016/17, but also sometimes since then, and now; a bunch of computer nerds who often pretend to be people I’ve known in my past, like friends from my past. They sometimes even upload (or find) images of this person online, and put them on my path. I’m pretty sure my friend from the past is not actually inserting themselves in strategic ways (!), it’s a computer nerd impersonating a friend - as in predatory behaviour, trying to sound familiar to gain trust. It’s evil. So, at the moment there is someone pretending to be Simon and Ilka!! I suggest you stop mimicking other people and get a life your own. I have other computer nerd internet problems too, there are heaps of dogs on the Internet; who use me to test their programs. It’s so annoying because usually companies pay people a lot of money to do things like that; test trials and so forth, but they don’t pay me at all, they just see and use, and make changes according. Some of them I believe, are quite rude, and others I believe, steal from me, off my computer, they hack it. So ungrateful and they think I don’t know what they do. Although I guess I do have quite a few programs that are run ‘optimised to what I like and would prefer’. lol. You know, as a result of pervert “eaves dropping” dogs, I can see my influence is widespread across Australia. You, know, thank goodness, I came along! But once I even heard a man mispronounce a word on Channel 9, in exactly the same manner as I do, as I preferred saying it to myself in a certain wrong way! (she who plays with words) Lol. I also mention on this blog, that some companies get in trouble because, the dogs see what I see – so if I see someone being dishonest or stealing – SO DO THE DOGS, infact this has been such a big part of my adult life, that I think it fuels this blog in my “whistle blowing” attempts – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it!!! Lol 😁 But when you have dogs that can see what I see, it makes renting impossible, particularly around inspection time; it can only end in negative outcomes for me, it will never be a win-win situation. No matter how much I clean or care. It’s the hunt they are interested in. {I guess I have to be fair; not all my landlords / realtors have been dogs}. Also, I am under the impression a lot of so-called ‘crazy’ people do so, in the attempts to manipulate their loved ones, because they’re not happy with them, and this is how they retaliate, in this passive aggressive manipulative, highly sick and twisted way - it’s like they use ‘craziness’ to punish their family. Infact a little birdie told me, that’s why mental institutes used to use electric shock treatment - some of those DR’s know that the so-called crazy manipulative person is punishing their family, so they in turn, punish them with electric shocks!! How fully sick is this world. I believe electric shock therapy is now illegal within mental institutes. BTW, on the news sometimes, I have witnessed people do bad things, and later, maybe there is someone, like, a politicians talking about it, saying “he was a crazed lunatic” - this really annoys me, because that person, most likely was full of hate, they’ve been totally screwed over in life, and so they were seeking revenge, but at no point where they ‘crazy’ or ‘lunatic’ in anyway, nor most likely no history of mental illness - the perp was thinking clearly, in their hate filled way, and they were retaliating against their world, and the way it has treated them, (akin to spoiled little brat throwing a tantrum, or someone who sick and tired of having to play the mouse, in the whole cat and mouse game that most humans FALL PREY of) So I’m certainly not coming to defence of any criminals, because ultimately you always have a choice, but to put them into the crazy category is ridiculous. Even a stupid criminal, who has been manipulated by someone smart who is calling the shots; still does not fall under the crazy category. Stupid is not crazy -there seems to be confusion in this area amongst mental health workers. I want to put this little story in to show you what I am talking about, a “real life example!” Because this happened at one point in my life, in Gunnedah especially, but not restricted to, a lot. I only went into town every one or two months, so it was kind of a big deal, and I would spend basically the whole two months composing a list in a well organised fashion, so I could fit everything in during the daytrip, so a list of places I would go, things I needed to purchase. I found, at certain shops, I was having a difficult time with shop girls, but also, not restricted to shop girls, often others people who just crossed my path; they were kind of rude and disrespectful to me, only there appeared to be no reason why. I was left scratching my head thinking what have I done to upset this person who I did not know never met or talked with before our brief encounter that day. It’s took me awhile to figure it out the issue, but what happens, is there is network of older girls (I suspect they’re old and NEGS girls) who know full well about reflective ‘Sleeping Beauties’ and they go and find girls who are, should we say major sleeping beauties, and then they use that girl as a ‘tool’ to chastise me. - It is really sick. And exactly what, is the issue that they have with me? No one has ever approached me with any issues at all? Talk about cowards, and possibly there is no point, no issue - there just having fun chastising someone and power tripping by using young girls they feel superior to; making themselves feel better by making someone else feel bad in this unusual secretive fashion; the epitome of bullying. Such cowards. I did hear one of them say if we don’t feel comfortable speaking face-to-face, then will come up with a different way of speaking to you - which is kind of exactly what has happened, and possibly how this phenomenon has come about. You know sometimes I hear this kind of thing discussed, but not usually, this is why it’s taken me so long to realise what they were doing, but I get the general impression that most women think it’s men who do this to women (steal your soul). But in my experience, it is women who are the biggest offenders. Men aren’t really the problem at all. - They probably do it, probably pray on their wife in this manner, as a way to manipulate and control, but as far as my experience goes, it’s old older women who do it to younger women (I guess no big fishes for them) My female landlord uses her son and boyfriend in this manner on a regular basis. As do many mothers in their mother and daughter duo. Those women are not welcome in my life. You know, how on earth can I deal with this phenomena? These old girls go to great lengths to amuse themselves in this way - over quite a lot of time, many years in fact. I figure the best way in combatting it, is to wake up those sleeping beauties - which is partly what this blog is about (the other part being to tackle theft, and thieves, but now has also morphed into my life stories) - hence my “stupid bloody bimbo wake up” rantings, plus photos of receptionists; but I feel it is actually working. I might cop a bit of slack from people who are offended, but of course only a bimbo would be. Plus, I’ve noticed is often the people who use these young sleeping beauties as tools, who are the biggest complainers about me; they don’t want their secret to be known. I guess I can give you heaps of examples, I have already mentioned the girl at the Art Gallery, but here is another, I went to mitre 10 to get a key cut, and the young blonde girl behind the counter said that she couldn’t do it, she came up with all of these excuses of why she couldn’t do it, apparently it was my fault, as my key was ‘abnormal’. Obviously, no valid reason, but she basically refused to serve me, in what appeared to be a kind of discriminatory way. So that’s how these girls were having a go at me on that particular day, it wasn’t from abusive language or verbal / physical attack, it was refusing service. I had to take my key down the road to the key shop and the guy down there did it no problems, not an ‘abnormal’ key. So those sleeping beauties just need to read about being woken up, (I am not sure if such book yet exists, but I write about it here and have Pinterest Board called “Ways 2 wake up Bims, I mean Sleeping Beauties!” to be fully aware of their own inner voice, and not someone else’s, it needs to be done to kids, when they are growing, through things like exercise. And actually, I believe this whole sleeping beauty phenomena, and was just coming into consciousness, when I was 12 years old, (1986) within Department of Education (or maybe not the Department of education – they are really hopeless, but certainly within educators within the private school system) were waking up to the realisation that young women need exercise and activity to stimulate their minds. And at my school it became compulsory to do sports every Saturday morning for 4 hours! However, fortunately for me, I did horse-riding, so I could go horse-riding instead, I was saved from running around the oval in pointless repetition! Yah!! Actually I can take this whole “exercise” step a little bit further, because I believe you need more than exercise; you need “fun exercise” which puts kids out of their comfort zone. I made a collection of pins in Pinterest, album is called “Ways to wake up bims - I mean sleeping beauties”. I've got a whole lot of activities, like zip lining, huge waterslides, mountain billycart train slides! Heaps of things that you can do…but lots of things are expensive; so another reason why you shouldn't have kids unless you've got money to burn, because you'll need it to wake them up. Although I do recall I had a bad rollercoaster experience when I was young, dad took me on a rollercoaster ride; for some reason I was to spend the day with dad -I'm not sure what's going on there, but also there was no one else in the roller coaster, it was just dad and me. And I don't know if it was my size or age, but my head kept banging onto the sides of the bar that held people down, for the entire duration of the trip. So I pretty much had my eyes closed and was just trying to deal with his head banging situation. The bar had padding on it, I was being bashed by padded bars. It was really awful, you definitely won't catch me going on a rollercoaster ever again or any of those other show rides - except maybe just the swing carousel…. I just saw a movie (2021) where the mum takes her little girl under an echoey bridge and they run through and yell Hoo Hee Haa!! – that will do it too, you know, stuff like that to get them to be really present in the moment. I can't believe they don't do more of this stuff in schools, or maybe this is deliberate, so that those parents who do put the time in with their kids, have an advantage over those who have crap parents... Oh, I remember a book I read when I was 22, called The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield. It briefly talks about friends rising up in their sleep to hang out together, play…. – this book was very helpful to me. - But I feel I am very far from really understanding what goes on in the subconscious at night, or the day for that matter, at certain times. As well as human connections. Not only are these issues not talked about, but there is a stigma around it, due to families living together. Anyway, I am straying, although what I just said here is fairly significant, and the root of a lot of female problems, as it is this way, also how dogs steal my possessions- apparently if those girls who are later caught (sometimes it happens!) say to the court that they have mental health problems, then they don’t have to go to jail, they just get ‘mental health treatment’ (when in actual fact THEY DO NOT HAVE any mental health problems, they just know how to take advantage of the situation and naive times) it’s a big thing atm for powers that be, to obtain so called ‘mentally incompetent’ people, maybe they are trying to do something about hopeless parenting and teaching in a totally backwards way!!) NOTE, I assure you, a lot, as in, most of those girls that steal in this manner, know perfectly well what they are doing, and how they are doing it – they are fully awake, and using their ability to break the law. (There are others, who do not bother using their brains at all, and would simply prefer to latch on to somebody else, infact ‘using’ other people, due to their complete stupidity, no thoughts of their own, and lack of common sense - they have zero common-sense, I mean NONE, they especially can’t see the big picture, and usually only get a sense of the immediate, and so get confused, and jump to conclusions; they get things wrong all the time. I mean all the time . Like for example – if you’re a small business owner, and you’re stressing about how you going to pay the rent, which inevitably as a business owner you do, it doesn’t mean that you’re not going to be able to pay rent, you just, as a responsible manager, stress about it, so, a dog will just hear you stressing about it, and so come along and think business is failing, and close it down. When in fact you could have paid rent no problems - that’s exactly what a stupid dog would do, and has done, I have witnessed it. I mean how arrogant are they, that they think they can manipulate my life like that – STUPID, and you would have to be a bloody fool to listen to a dog, not to mention somebody who enables thievery, harassment and disrespect) That paragraph in brackets was also deleted, and I had to rewrite it. Some people, seem to think that it is men that get up to these evil tricks, but in my experience, it is mostly women who do it, to other women. Those people (dogs, should I say, leeches) are so offended by the truth, they can’t handle the truth, and they go to lengths to delete it. The girl across the road here at Kookaburra Park, fits this bill. Completely stupid, and at the moment, I’m pretty sure she has a sound recording machine, which she is using a recording of a little boys voice, to try and to control the situation - she is a fucking idiot. Fuck off you stupid mindless ‘using’ Leach. And you have to ask yourself why would someone want to try to make me sound crazy, make me sound like a crazy woman, - what’s in it for them? And what great bad thing have I done towards them in the past, that they would want to retaliate in such a way? I know I haven’t done any such bad thing towards anyone, so I can only assume that person is completely nuts themselves, and they have a deep fear of people finding out exactly crazy they themselves are; and so, they’re putting their projections onto me - that must be it! (I mean I can only assume, since that person is an unknown coward.) But actually, I have noticed this quite a lot of other times too, people try and manipulate the situation to try to make me sound crazy. I suspect this is the reason why some of the items that have been stolen have been later returned they want to try make me sound crazy. You know, I reread this part and I’m thinking, if you weren’t me you would really have no idea what I’m talking about, and may just think I was crazy, particularly the part about the sound recording machine – but I have literally seen someone on a motorbike, harassing me with bird noises, from their sound machine that was strapped over their shoulder, so it really is a “true thing” and not some crazy cockanninnie notion that I have in my head - this is just literally what’s happening, and I’m literally just writing about it. Guess what, I’m not crazy - and, you functionally retarded moron from FB, you’re just going to have to deal with it. Also, this phenomenon is a secret, there are ‘so called’ mental health workers, Dr’s, who will call them crazy or Schizophrenic if they admit they can hear someone else, they say it is in their imagination. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women - you know all women should be outraged by this person and the likes, and by the whole system in general, it’s total discrimination against women, and has been this way for many years. It is women who are picked on in this area because of their feminine ways, means, and ability. I did see they are trying to ‘capture’ men in the current so called (money making industry creating) “mental health” push, 2021). And this paragraph that so adeptly describes what happens, was deleted, and I have re-written it. So, it is quite significant. It actually does get more complicated, with not only sound, but seeing images aswell, I again try to explain in my “Dream Watchers” photo. Those ignorant and naive mental health workers have no concept of the metaphysical world and the connections we make at night, while we sleep. CLUELESS, still in 2021. The hesitancy and basic refusal to grasp this concept is extraordinary from my point of view. Are you really that backwards, or do you just want people to pretend it does not happen? (due to the sex factor). (SOMEONE TOLD ME, ITS BECAUSE THEY CAN’T ADMIT THEY WERE WRONG – and so continue with their bullshit – unbelievable stupidity). So, girls, sometimes I can’t quite believe the absentmindness of them, the older I get. ‘Sleeping Beauty’ – I believe Beethoven knew about Sleeping Beauties) HOW DID WOMEN GET THE VOTE? Btw, I since saw how, when I watched a movie called “North Country”, talk about male 3rd grade gang mentality/pack of dogs’ mentality) although special mention for the leading ladies’ haircut, sublime. Oh, and I need to mention, there are some women, who maybe later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT) anyway, so those women try to come up with plans to make it look like it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, that they have a lot of people fooled, they are some of the saboteurs I have mentioned. (And hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, I really do recommend NOT having kids. And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (still with the unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at NEGS, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina (more about that stupid dog later), Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the sleepy bullies at bay. EVEN AT MY NEW ADDRESS IN QLD. And, it could be my little bitch sister Penny Bieman stealing? (Just realized she and some short blonde sales girl stole $2200 from me at Harvey Norman 20yrs ago via cash/credit card issue), and all Bunnings bimbos staff – major problems there. Although, I recall, the stealing really started after I got back from Melbourne, in 2006. I probably unknowingly picked up stray dogs in Melbourne, who follow me around; really stupid ones. I mention it before on here, my whole class at RMIT in Melbourne were thieving mongrels. Plus then there’s the Cathy Goldman factor who goes and gets people from my past, so she probably went and got those girls from that class. Little female thieves. Like what is it about mongrels, do I have a sign on my head “please follow me around and be a stupid bimbo”, I DON’T THINK SO, but unbelievable stupidity; rack off you stupid dogs. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s some girls who graduate from NEGS and then think they have the right to go through other people‘s personal belongings whenever it suits them -it’s absolutely disgraceful that NEGS does this kind of thing and then teaches little girls that it is fine and ‘important’ to go through people’s stuff. DISGRACEUL. Enough about that school. Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. (actually it was called “Brownies” back then.) Example of fake news; IN 2014 Channel 9 – NBN, (that is our local station here in Tamworth / Gunnedah and surrounds NSW Australia.) – they did a story on Limbi School, (situated near Tamworth, population 250, school population aprox 25!) They showed lots of kids doing various activities, they showed the old school house and the girl was talking about some new project they were working on, it was a whole big segment on the 6 O’clock news with lots of single mothers and kids involved. BUT it turns out that, that school was closed down in 2009, and sold for $40000 in 2011 (www.det.nsw.edu.au ). So that whole story they did in 2014 on Channel 9 was complete BULLSHIT, little female liars. (Btw, I attended that school in infants, it was a shockingly bad school for 5yr old’s to 6th grade, with only 1 teacher, Mr Cone, who was a sadistic prick that still used to use the cane, 1980. 1980!) Another school that will be burning in hell, Limbri Public. Mr Cone, used to keep a cane in his office, and would use it to inflict fear, he is a Terrorist who teaches kids it is ‘good’ and ‘important’ to be a Terrorist. He especially would ‘toy’ with it, whilst verbally reprimanding a child for no reason or a made-up reason. (He may have used it on the boys, I am not sure I remember thinking the only reason he did not actually strike me one day when I was in his office alone, at age 5, was because I was a girl.) I can’t imagine a 5yr doing anything that would warrant such discipline. He just wanted to inflict fear and power trip over the child for his own personal gain -adults should be severely fined for doing this, {that bit was edited, initially I said shot, but I was told this could be misinterpreted, possibly by his daughters, they don’t want anyone to know what he was like, what they as a family were like} but I believe it is not even something that is talked about or discouraged, like the cane that was ‘outlawed’ in the 70’s. This power tripping abuse stops people from being confident and learning, and living to their potential. Because of him I will not let a man within 10 feet of me, still to this day (you would not believe what happens if one tries). Actually, this terrible thing, maybe, has been a blessing in disguise, I know because of it, my little brother was saved by a would-be kidnapper in Bali, and I love being single – of all the men that have crossed my path in my life, I have really only encounted 1 that had a natural ability to bring out the best in someone, most men strive to bring out the worst in a girl, they have an obsession with humiliation. They are quite disgraceful (probably due from their primary school education and hopeless parents) I know I am not missing out, quite the contrary. It is a wonder to me that so many women get married. (a lot of “turning a blind eye” must go on). You know, if that form of abuse hadn’t happened, I’d probably be unhappily married with kids right now, and be just as clueless and miserable as all the other drunk housewives that I have witnessed in my life. BTW, those men who have been raised in such situations, who in Australia, I know number in the thousands, if not millions, due to complete incompetent parenting and teaching, so, ones that have been exposed to fear mongering and learning by example how to be a terrorist, through emotionally abusive teachers, fathers…, those men are “damaged goods”. And I know this maybe not be true of all other women, but it’s certainly true of me; someone with this kind of obvious damage, is not going to be a “suitable mate” in any way or form, obvious character flaw! Whether it be subconscious or consciously – just an instinct, that most people have actually. It’s mostly obvious amongst men, choosing pretty women as a partner, an instinct, they have. But as a woman, this antagonistic behaviour that most men have, is one of the characteristics that I would instantly mark as a ‘write off’, I would not think about it, it would be something I would simply observe and subconsciously write off that person. I also want to add there are certain people who really don’t allow single ladies to exist in the world, there’s a huge issue around single women, which I’ve talked about before, so I won’t go into it now, but you can see how it’s in the best interest for the ‘powers to be’ to greatly improve parenting skills and teaching methods, to rid the world of those particular dysfunctions. Women are on the way of ‘savvy-ing’ up! Although by banning me from social media – they have yet taken another step backwards. And read my photo story called “Why do I have long hair”. I need to mention my brothers kidnap attempt: A family holiday in Bali, I was 10, had my 11th b’day there: On a bemo (Balinese taxi bus) a man, Balinese man, took off with my younger brother Daniel at one of the stops. Gone! Just like that. But dad saw, (miraculously) and it was DAD who jumped off the bemo, and raced down the street after them. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, my brother had blonde hair at that point. (I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he was better looking than me!) LOOK. Parents - you have to pay attention all the time. Btw, the driver waited there, he saw what was going on. Dad returned with Daniel about 6 minutes later. “I got him back, lets go.” Back to my Limbri school story; A typical school day at that Limbri school: us Kindy‘s was sat in front of the TV all morning, after recess we came back and did colouring-in, then after lunch, some mothers came in and we did hand sewing all afternoon. Typical day for the first and second graders too. So, "watched television in the morning" and did "sewing in the afternoon". I recall one day we did pet rocks; we all had to bring a rock into school, then we spent the afternoon painting it and putting two eyes on it, and then naming it as our pet rock, it was truly absurd. Mum cottoned on after I while and I had to do extra work after school until we relocated. Fortunate for me that I left in the first grade, but there were kids there who would’ve gone their whole infants/primary schooling at that school, and they would not have learnt anything, except how to be a terrorist off Mr Cone, absolute disgrace of a school, having all years in one classroom with one teacher does not work. Infact I will put that story; one day, we were divided into two, with the younger kids on one side of the classroom doing hand sewing with the mothers group, and the older kids were on the other side of the classroom, supposedly having a lesson from the teacher. The thing I remember most, was, all the mothers who were meant to be helping teach the kids sewing techniques (actually come to think about it I can’t remember if the classroom was divided up into boys and girls or just younger and older - it wouldn’t surprise me if it were the boys getting the lesson and the girls doing the sewing?), but those mothers didn’t really want to do the sewing, they wanted to listen intently to what the teacher was saying across the room, and I, as a five-year-old, wondered why earth they were so hell bent on wanting to listen to the teacher, when I knew he was an incompetent idiot. It’s a very clear and strong memory I have as a five-year-old, formed about men. When I moved to QLD, Builyan last year - guess what, there was another one of those terrible schools, with only 1 teacher and all the years in the same classroom. Get it through your thick little heads (depEdu), it is not possible to teach multiple kids the 11 different levels of learning years, goodness it’s hard enough for teachers with the 1 age group in the classroom, let alone having 11 different ages. And the problems of only 1 teacher, with no one to keep tabs on them – they misbehave, that is the teachers misbehave. Teachers, like everyone else in positions of power, need to be kept ‘in check’. I suspect one of the boys in that school from all those yrs ago, is one of the people terrorizing me by stealing and trying to play God (and of course getting things totally wrong). No idea what his name is. {I was possibly advised that at least 2 of those kids at that time went on to be functional and happy people in society!} NEGS, Gunnedah Primary School, Limbri School – you all need to be sued (otherwise, change does not come about). I want to talk about how in primary school, Gunnedah Public Primary School, our year had two classes, with about 30 kids in each. One was called the A class one was called the B class. The people in A class were considered to be the smarter ones. But I assure you, this in reality is not the case, these classes were divided purely on a socio-economic basis. Kids from well-to-do families were in the A class, kids from families where the mother was perceived as bloody hopeless, was in the B class. A lot of problems in society stem from this distinction, those kids in the B class were not treated fairly, there would be a whole other heap of psychological problems that develop in those kids psyche of feeling ‘not worthy’, and at the very least, from an academic point of view. I’m not saying they would not have had other issues going on, from possible abusive family situations, but I can assure you there is just as many problems like that, that goes on in ‘well-to-do family‘s’ and I have found all throughout my life, people have been trying to put me in a ‘B class’s (I was in the A class btw) but especially the police and stupid bimbo dogs who do it. (I suspect people who were in the B class back then, try to do it as now adults – see, psychological problems) I hate to tell you but you can find some incredibly smart people who are totally broke, poor, and unemployed, it’s just the way society works out, often work places are a total mix and there are no distinctions. And you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and you should be careful when you speak to someone, if you think you’re speaking to someone who is unimportant, or a ‘loser’ or a ‘no-one’ THINK AGAIN. You need to treat every single person with respect regardless of what your preconceptions of this persons background is, this is REALLY important, you will get yourself in trouble if you do not do this, on a spiritual level. - I’ve seen it happen a lot. Plus, more importantly, people who do not judge like this, win big time, more so than just what ‘peoplepowers the be’ decide. It doesn’t pay to be snobbish, or at least don’t base your assumptions about a person on economic stance. Of course, always tell the stupid dogs to go shove it up their arse. By the way, this class thing, is so ridiculously obsessed over by certain female (bimbo types, and never men!!) that by the time they reach old age, and have to go in a nursing home, and because they are not what they once were, they kind of don’t hold back on their personal thoughts about class, when I worked in a nursing home briefly, I witnessed a lot of old female biddies express their class distinction, and they indeed wanted to make it known to everyone, that they are from the rich and upper-class! They were quite ridiculous. You know it really doesn’t matter what your background is in a nursing home, everyone’s treated the same in there, you eat the same, you get cared for the same, you have to go to bed at the same time. Now, you might just write them off as old and senile, but truly this is how women think all their life – well that bloody short blonde thinks like that. (This class bit was deleted so I re-written it in more detail J) If you marry some guy that doesn’t really give a shit about you, but you want to be ‘married’, and then you have his kids - this is C class. wakey wakey. Btw, I have met a lot of ‘monkees’, that is, clueless people who do their job in a clueless fashion, and they are considered ‘professionals’, they are highly paid and are well respected. CLUELESS MONKEES in the upper echelons of society! -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that time. I’ve had that many pairs of secateurs stolen it’s unbelievable. What, do they wait at the entrance of Gunnedah, to see each car that comes in from out of town? and when they see my car, do they call all their thieving friends? and then stalk me so they can steal when I go into a shop and am not looking?? I’m so outraged by these people. Every time I went into Gunnedah, same thing, something taken, every single time. MORON HUMANS FROM GUNNEDAH. Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? You know, often, the girls are kind of covert, like if I turn around suddenly, they disappear into the crowd, you know how fucking coward women are. One time, I was wanting to buy some chickens, and I went to the Gunnedah Poultry Show, and there was a girl following me around the poultry floor it, was extremely odd, and I saw her, like I could hear her, I could hear peoples reaction to seeing someone follow me, and I could see her from the corner of my eye, and when I turned around and looked at her directly, it took a moment, but she finally realised that I was looking at her and she quickly about faced and kind of run away. I have a clear image of what she looked like, I didn’t recognise her, she was kind of mousey and skinny, she may be reminded me of this little girl I looked after in Sydney as a nanny, she was only 7 then, so I can only guess what she would look like at that time. Or maybe she looked Tricia Colton, they both had that same kind of skinny white girl look, but I think Tricia was tall than the girl following me. Whether it was one or the other, or neither, who knows, oh, that reminds me, there was another one who looked like that she was my assistant at Discovery Clothing, I think I saw her once in Gunnedah, she wanted my Daewoo, she was a bitch. And from the chook girl’s delayed reaction, I suspect this girl had followed me on a regular basis, and is not used to be seen by me. But stupid, little dogs, that’s what I think about women who follow me like that, they must have absolutely zero brain activity going on inside their heads. Zero. (See, feminist, I am trying to save the bimbos!) Gladstone Elders 'legally' stole a part of my Bond, STOLEN. Get out of my head little girl. The means, ways and tactics that girls come up with to steal from me is unbelievable, this is just another one, it’s almost as bad as the business in Tamworth (NorthApp) who stole my brand-new F&P 'Tall' dishwasher in a totally 'legal' manner. (Kelly Sleight. Stolen because it was tall, and the GoldStarDog theory, read later no conviction, unfortunately, I believe the police are working on this, she is known within Tamworth). The staff at Bunnings and Harvey Norman steal from young females – they are targeted, entrapped and preyed upon, they are followed home, and are harassed by staff (no conviction). 20 years of harassment at Gunnedah. I literally need someone to housesit my house whenever I go into town so nothing gets stolen. I call them the Bunnings Bimbos - they would have stolen about $10000 worth of stuff over a 10yr period. BTW, I would have spent about $40000, instore in that time (I am not a shoplifter, I am opposed to stealing, they were targeting young girls to 'hound' and 'vilify'). They suck - I never shop at Bunnings anymore, and shame on them, actually, Bunnings is a part of a huge crime network right across Australia. Instore one time, I recognized one of the thieves- he was 1 of 3 that burgled my flatmate and I, 20yrs ago, they took $1000's worth of our stuff (that guy was albino – I mean how stupid if you’re an albino to choose a life of crime – stand out like a saw thumb). (And, stupid Sharon Morgan). I will be willing them to get cancer and die. IT DOES NOT PAY TO STEAL FROM ME. Stupid. I believe Centrelink and ‘jobs providers’ are also guilty of stealing from me. One bonus payment got stolen by Centrelink staff. (Or Commonwealth Bank – those girls are dodgy too, ties to NEGS) Nurses at hospitals make kids sick deliberately, so they can look after them. (Some, I have to say, at Armidale Hospital NSW. Some believe a sick child is a result of an adults 'will' anyway, especially a doctor, but mothers too). I guess I should put that nurse story here: when I was 16, I had my tonsils out. Afterwards, when I was coming out of anaesthesia, and was very groggy, mum who had travelled up to Armidale to be by my bedside (cool mum), I just heard her seemingly repeatedly asking me if I was ok and what did I want. And because I was so groggy, I didn't really understand her question, like she was asking me if I want a drink or anything, or food. But I've thought oh, she’s asking me about my Christmas list! So, I just started going on about this radio I want, I explained it: it’s a contemporary old 60’s style that is grey and pink…. and then you know I fell back asleep. The next thing you know, I wake up, and there sitting on the bed, is this radio!! I couldn't believe it, like she doesn't ever buy me anything - except for at Christmas (and even then, it's never things like that, it's always usually clothes or shoes, things that I need!) But she must've gone down the street to get some lunch, and she would have seen exactly what I had been talking about, that radio, as I had seen it recently down the street in Armidale. So she saw, was so surprised she just got it, it was not that expensive. But, there was a nurse present all the time and she heard and saw the whole thing, and oh my God, that's why I'm telling this story because this nurse was so pissed off at this scenario of watching my mother ask a young girl what she wants, the girl telling her what, then the mother just getting it. Like she was INCENSED. She was literally carrying on moaning about this radio situation to her colleagues. I guess she must have wanted one too. So that's what caused the throat abuse later on, by well not quite force feeding me, but knowing if I ate anything, even ice-cream, my throat was still so bruised and sore from the operation, I would be in great pain, so 3 of them woke me up and said here eat this, and shoved this food in my face, I half asleep obeyed, but it was so was painful, I vomited it up again, causing more pain. They went off laughing – not kidding – pure evil. Such a bitch. Dysfunctional. Another perfect example of a typical STUPID jealous bitch in Australia. Mind your own business. . Is there a list of Sadistic Doctors and Dentists in Australia? I would like to name and shame a few that I have had personal experience with. I know there is an organized network, akin to paedophiles, people who get thrills from inflicting pain on other people / animals. But I guess I’m out of the loop. I now record all Doctor / Pathology etc with BodyCam - Gunnedah pathology GRH, stupid zombie bitch) Not to mention recently - Dr. Norman Sadick and 2 Dental assistants (1 was NEGS girl by the name of Gina Burn, a younger year) completely TORTURED my teeth that had nothing wrong with them in the first place (unable to eat/talk for weeks over Christmas, had to go to other dentists to fix) – honestly what a coward Gina Burn, I have not met one guy that has not been into that kind of thing, go and find one, and leave me alone, you stupid little dog – I believe her stupidity comes from copying someone at school by the name of Charlotte Powel in Church. And then there was the stupefied zombie dentist who started scraping up my gums in a haze - Dr B, and Dr J who showed me what it felt like to put a needle into the nerve, thanks sooo much (soon as he did it, my arm automatically reflexed and shot straight up into the air and practically punched him in his face (serves him right!) Seriously, I could go on and on and on, so many sadistic doctors and nurses, it’ bizarre and ironically completely unhealthy. Btw, I have very sharp reflexes, thanks very much, and by the way; Sharp Reflexes = Sharp Mind. I seem to need to point that out, there appears to be an element of people who target me because they think I’m stupid, and won’t notice. Other way around morons. Local council ‘dogs’ as I call them, vandalizing my car when it’s parked in a carpark or on the street - muffler damaged, broken into -items removed, screws loosened, once even cables removed so it would not start, and occasionally park brake put on, as if car had been taken, then returned? (I live in a small country town, population about 10000.) (Since installing carcam, this has reduced) What is wrong with council staff – they have serious social issues. (They also steal money and do ‘fake’ roadworks, organized by nagging wives) I’ve just noticed there was a big section from this missing! It is the bit where I talk about the police who booked me for unregistered vehicle. I will put here again. So, they booked me twice and gave me a $5500 fine. I was extremely stressed after that happened, not only because of the stressful incident of being chased by police and been caught and getting into trouble, (I’m perfect), but because I certainly didn’t have a spare $5500 lying around to pay any fines, so I knew I would have to go to court, to at least get rid of the second one, which they should not have issued. (Greedy pigs – now I know why they get called that). So, I was extremely stressed about that, and that, combined with my next-door neighbour who was making noises at night to wake me up, and was stealing from me (drunken Heath Barwick, btw, the bloody host bimbos on channel 7 morning show, were encouraging him to play the Vuvuzela – that totally annoying African horn that the cricket fans play, he got one, amongst other things like car horns that play tunes, bird noises etc etc, played it at all sorts of times throughout the night TOTAL ARSE. I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP. (And as for those stupid bimbo dogs on channel 7 – I hope you all get cancer, and shame on you for not talking about all the things you should be talking about; People, mothers in particular – your target market, need to know about negative things in life, they need to be able to handle them – but hey, why don’t you talk about the weather some more. PICK something negative every week, and talk about it – “The Real segment” each week, get gritty. – {someone told me, they have to be very careful not to put Negative Nancy stories on, because it pisses off housewives, and they complain, because they like to think of themselves as rich and not having any problems, so they don’t want to have to think about problems or negative issues – it is them, housewives , who cannot handle the ugly truth. } So, in this time, I had difficulty sleeping. I was usually very good sleeper, seven hours every night, all my life, and in this particular period of my life, suddenly I was getting about 3 hours every night. And I was turning into a slow sleeping beauty during the day, very tired, but I wanted to add here, at first, I was really anxious about ‘not sleeping’, in fact I was getting even more stressed about the fact that I wasn’t sleeping, and I had to learn to just relax and not fight the fact that I couldn’t sleep. I had to tell myself I will just stay awake, don’t need that much sleep anyway, it’s no big deal, I can just lie here and think about all the things that is going on in my life….(btw, after 12mnths of only 3-4hrs sleep, my body learnt to deal with only 3 or 4hrs, and I was no longer tired during the day) but over that period of one week, when I was getting very stressed about not sleeping, and when I say stressed, really I mean, I was angry and pissed off that I wasn’t sleeping - because you know, no sleep means you’re tired, and you have a headache, and you’re irritable. And so, I thought, well I just need a sleeping tablet to drift me off, so I can get one good night’s sleep, and then I’ll be fine - but I’m really not a supporter of sleeping tablets or drugs of any sort, including a lot of medications. But as I was so irritable, I did go to the doctor about sleeping, and she prescribed me antidepressants -which I was just really annoyed about because at not any point, did I mention to her that I was depressed! What was wrong with her? (I have never, in my life, been depressed, ever), and her medication would not have helped me sleep at all, or achieved my goal of one good night’s sleep! (Stupid, btw, I further talk about that Dr in my “Dr Experience Story” below, she had some other problems too, that she was not aware of, because no one talks about such things, I suspect she had been influenced by the little blonde bimbo who follows me around – “oh Emily, she’s depressed and on drugs” – so that naïve Dr, believes them – for some reason; is she not old enough to know what gossipying little girls are like? That blonde bimbo btw, maybe related to Peter Long, a lawyer?? Or Cate Cameron??) So anyway, I went to the chemist and talked to some very smart ladies at the Gunnedah chemist, I told her about when I had a toothache age 18, my aunt gave me a painkiller that kind of made me tired and put me to sleep. I told the chemist that that’s really the effect that I wanted, and she said, that’s the same thing that’s in hay fever tablets that makes people sleepy and some clever lab bot has taken that drug out and put it into a tablet and it’s called sleep aid - doxylamine succinate, and I should give that a try, and I did, and that night I had the best night sleep ever, and that’s all that I wanted. So, I still have that packet of sleepy tablets, just in case I ever get stressed again, so I can get another good night sleep, so far, I have not been that stressed - until I was abducted by police and mental health worker in Bundaberg in 2020, but then I forgot about my doxylamine succinate, (stress does that to you) and the stupid nurses gave me an antipsychotic drug – idiots - I did NOT need an antipsychotic – THOSE NURSES ARE TOTALLY NUTS. More on that abduction later (I have a lot to say about those disgusting people involved. Am I living in the 1950’s?) btw, I feel I need to put a little warning here about one of the main reasons why I don’t like sleeping tablets and certainly wouldn’t encourage anyone to use them unless they’re very stressed. I did write about this in a nursing home medication photo story, but I’ll just quickly mention it here again; if someone had a bad dream or nightmare (which people do - even happy rich people have nightmares) well then because of the sleeping tablet, they don’t wake up, and so their heart rate is madly going because of this stressful dream, and they can actually die from a heart attack in their sleep. That’s just one reason why I wouldn’t recommend sleeping tablets, there are others too (involving gargoyles). I wanted to say here also about those disgraceful police in Tamworth that was involved in hunting me down (for oh, no, not an unregistered vehicle! – they were carrying on like I was an axe murder) It is true I did not register my vehicle -I completely forgot about it, but they organised a police hunt to get me, because, I was told beforehand, that they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle, and of course I heard this, and thought what are they talking about, because I had literally forgotten that I had not paid my rego. So, on the day, the police lied to me saying that they were doing a random breath test, it was not random at all, I know this for a fact. It was an organised hunt for unregistered vehicle, and they knew I would be over in Tamworth, when I live near Gunnedah, so I’d be stuck without a car/transport, which is how they got me twice - they are bullies who CANNOT APPLY COMMONSENCE, and by the way, I also think the reason they got me, was because I kept complaining to them about all the people who were stealing from me, and they couldn’t do anything about it, and so they got pissed off, so they wanted to get me for something, as luck would have it for them, my car was not registered (apparently common for single woman in their 40’s). The police are a disgrace. Also, I had to go to court, this part was missing off my blog too, the court was disgraceful process in Tamworth; as per their rules, I was allowed to change courts to Gunnedah, but it was a huge ordeal to do this, they ignored me, and I had to kick up a big stink, and they apparently put me in the Tamworth local newspaper as having to appear in court three times to make me look like a drunk, when in actual fact I didn’t appear in Tamworth at all, plus I don’t drink. Anyway, I can’t remember all the details now, but the courts are a disgrace, they are not a place of justice, it’s all organised. BUT I did get the 2nd ticket thrown out, so I just had to pay 1, plus rego. (All those photos of me in the local paper as a kid winning at sport – paid off!!) Try your hardest to stay out of court, because, unless you’re rich, they only help the rich and popular. I quietly want to mention the insidious nature of older women praying on younger women, as the idea that you didn’t have to actually pay your Rego was placed in my head at age 20, by an employer I had once - this was done deliberately because I was ‘perfect’ (compared to her!) and I did things perfectly, this vexed her - she wanted me to get in trouble. Stupid woman. (She did not pay my Super either and used her maiden name of Fry, so, she would not get into trouble. At least 2 female employers did this, not real names so to speak.) And by the way, this tactic of wanting to get another female in trouble, is a common form of female bullying. I remember being victimised this way at age 5 in kindy by another girl who obviously, I was better and smarter than, and she retaliated by lying to her father about something, and I got in trouble big time for something that really wasn’t my fault. And I witnessed it a lot when I was a nanny looking after kids; the children would often manipulate their parents into giving them a reason to question my authority or fire me - some parents can easily see through their kids, but others could not at all - it’s surprising how many parents are fooled by their manipulative kids, and actually brothers and sisters, often work together in cahoots to manipulate. So, I think this tactic is childish behaviour, and a lot of adult women act like this child still. It’s strange that those women can be in positions of power, like my employer, when they behave like a child. When I was 23, I was more grown-up than most female adults twice my age. I put it down to parents and teachers not being aware of basic psychological needs. BTW, also, I found when I was doing all that temp nanny work, the concept of class and ‘pecking order’ so to speak, is really quite warped in children, their attitude is, well, juvenile, and backwards; they’re rude and disrespectful to the help, thinking the ‘help’ are second rate citizens. At least on one occasion I witnessed this young 9-year-old boy manipulating his mother, using his mother as a ‘tool’ in order to have a go at the help. She was a sleeping beauty mother. Here is a good spot to put another insidious evil older woman antic; it was when I was 24yrs old, when I was at work, designing and sewing, I would listen to the radio, and they were talking about yoga and how healthy it is for you, so I thought I should give it a try, and booked in to a little group I saw advertised, it was halfway between my place and work, and on the train line, so I could stop on my way home from work; it was $10 per session. So I went, and it was me and 5 other older women. Now, I didn’t have any alarm bells ringing when I went in, all was perfectly normal as far as I was concerned, but apparently, the alarm bells should’ve been ringing. There’s one thing I have learnt in my life, and that is older women do not like young 20-30 year-old women, I put it down to jealousy, but I do find it strange because I myself, now 47yrs, I’m really not threatened or certainly not jealous by young girls at all. I mean unless they’re behaving like a stupid dog or stealing, like the bimbo receptionist I mentioned in my Currajong clinic story, only then might I want to rip their heads off with a baseball bat. But other than that, just for being present, and young and pretty, it’s not a reason to be vexed about somebody. Maybe all the women at yoga group had husbands who had run off with younger women?? So, I got through the evening of yoga, I did not really speak much, I was still quite shy back then. I mean, well, maybe I was really bad at yoga? because, it was something about me that got to at least one of the older women, at the end she asked if I needed a lift anywhere, I said no, I was catching the train home, she said she would give me a lift to the station, I said no, it was only a block away, literally, I could see it from where we were standing. But she insisted, persistently, so she give me a lift to the station. I hopped in the car with this woman, she was tall, relatively skinny and had blonde hair. The train station came and went and she hadn’t dropped me off, “where are you going” she said she forgot, and would take me to the next one, but 10 minutes later, still no train station, “where are you going” she started kind of making some sort of weird excuse about the train lines, and how they join or something. She was not making any sense at all, and I was squirming in my seat, not that I felt threatened by her, it was just very odd . I think she ended up driving about 15km before she let me out at a train station, finally - but of course it was a station that was NOT on my train line, so I had to wait for the next train back to the city, then change platforms, and catch my train line back home. And it was about 9pm at night by this point. I’m not sure what her tactic was, and why she would want to drive me that whole way in the car with her, and then make sure I was at the wrong train line, what a rigmarole. I mean what possibly was her motive to do that? She did have blonde hair, so maybe she was just completely stupid?? What a loser. But I suspect she had an ulterior motive, which I was not aware of, and still am not aware of it today. But someone like that is bound to have an ‘inbalance’ in her head, due to poor nutrition growing up. Total weird female behaviour that is not quite normal. I’m just writing about it - too bad I didn’t get her name, I would love to have her name and photo so I can put it up here with the story. – See, this is what I’m talking about; get the names and photos of everyone you encounter, everyone. I hope that woman gets her comeuppance. Btw, I started doing some yoga 20 or so years later to help with back pain and muscles stretching, and every time I do it, I notice I start this incessant yawning!! – Too hard Too hard! Yes, exercising is now a bitch too! Now, about when I mentioned older women do not like younger ones, later on in my life, I found this also to be true, for instance I moved into a neighbourhood where there are a lot of elderly people, and me approaching my 50s, was still the youngest in the group (this happens a lot with me, I’m always the youngest, no matter how old I get, I’m still the youngest!) anyway these particular women always wanted to sit down and have tea parties with the street. After a couple of times, I realised it would be in my best interest, if I did not attend these tea parties. I can’t quite explain it, but I guess it would have to do with feeling used - using me to make themselves feel better. I figure I just have better things to do with my time then to give myself to them. Its high time I threw that female chitchat social norm out! Quite frankly, I perceive anyone whose got nothing better to do than just want to stand around and chitchat, as total lazy slackers, and not the kind of people that I would want in my life. I mentioned just above that I was shy, just another little quick story, when I was doing my fashion course at Hornsby, at the end of the year we put on a big fashion parade, we all had to model our own designs. And one of the girls, I didn’t really know her too well, but she was quite nice, and I do recall her name, Chiquita, quite unusual compared to where I was from, where most girls names were Kate, Sarah or Emma… Anyway, before we went on stage, she bought me a drink, and said I probably would need it! She must’ve thought I was too shy and nervous to take to the stage!! I thought it was quite funny, and since I didn’t really drink, (actually, I can’t remember if had it or not! Little did she know that I had done quite a few fashion parades by then, and was well familiar with the whole routine - it was simple girl fun, nothing to be nervous about! Still makes me laugh lol. Saboteurs are big in my life, at every turn they try to make me ‘lose’ (heaps of them work for Telstra too, they have caused many major problems in my life, they suck - I mean, I sum up what they do in 1 sentence, but the monumental problems that are caused from this communication bad behaviour is 100 essays worth, for example -they put my phone calls through to people I did not call, they have dogs who perv on me somehow, they call whoever I am going to call in advance just before I do, and manipulate them somehow, or they let the phone ring out or say “service not connected” when I know it is, like when I called Woollies that time (people they cannot manipulate). They send me text messages when I go in to town asking me if I want any help. They are the biggest perverts ever, worse than bimbo receptionists. Pure stupid dog behaviour -they’re fucked -fuck off you stupid little girls who are unhappily married, and so try to control me. Btw, their problem would be one of a sexual nature, maybe depraved or something? I’m no expert, but sex has something to do with it. I suspect they steal from me to, by passive aggressive ways, like putting lights on my car dash so I have to have service, then overcharging me at service to fix the lights, when there was really nothing wrong with my car electrics in the first place – incahoots, they are really guilty bullies. You know, I am outraged by cowards - if you’ve got something to say, leave a voice message or come and speak with me, if you can’t be bothered to do that, or are too cowardly, then just bugger off. So, but this has reduced since I now wear a bodycam everywhere, I go, I literally have to wear a camera EVERYWHERE I go (what is wrong with this country, the older I get the more fucked I realize Australia is) – but I avoid walking down the street, there is just too much harassment (from shop people too, still). And they are more passive now, and play the “RobinHood” Game – stealing for their friends by overcharging me. Aswell, I have to have cameras set up hidden in my house whenever I have leave it, so no Bunnings or Harvey Norman staff steal anything. DOGS (they turn off the power, so cctv is pretty much useless, but there are new technologies now for those old thieves.) I have women that follow me around and are obsessed with me, I call it the Little Girl Problem. Their main aim is to sabotage everything, like manipulate the situation to make me look bad and get me kicked out – I mean kicked out of my house/ community groups, kicked out of Facebook, Rav, eBay, you name it, whatever they can do to sabotage my daily life they will try and do it – they have an unhealthy obsession and they steal, and it has been going on for 20 years, going back to NEGS girls. (Not as bad at new location in QLD, but I will give you 2 examples of what they are like: on my About page, there is the story of the women who stopped by the roadside when she saw me planting trees, then later stole them – I mention on the photo exactly what I thought about her. Well just at that time I was contacted by the Tax dep, and I was audited, now then at that time, I was unemployed, so audited whilst not even bringing in an income! So, I filled out their forms (it does state if you earn less than xx amount you DO NOT have to lodge, - so I told them that again, reminded the tax people of their rule) they got back to me and said, they actually owed me money due to 11yrs prior I forgot to lodge when I was working and paying tax, so they sent me a check. So, when people set off ‘to get me’ like a cat chasing a mouse, -they end up sending ME a check! (Be warned, I have a lot of people trying to “get me”, fuck off, that includes all musicians too). Anyway, I personally believe it was that evil thieving bitch who stole my trees, who contacted the tax department, to try and “get me”, the bitch thief manipulated them. {Actually, that Tax Audit, happened when I was living at Tulcumbah, and the person I was paying rent to, I’m pretty sure, wasn’t declaring it to the taxman, so I’m not sure if that’s related, and they decided to target me instead of actually my landlord - which is who they should’ve been targeting. Or whether that woman who stole my trees on the Keepit rd at Tulcumbah, is friends with Brett Knapman, which is probably more likely, because Brett knapman is very opposed to trees - he is a farmer and a firefighter, and hates trees, go figure , idiot killing the planet} This has happened again too in QLD before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a forum talking and describing my garden (well boasting about my beautiful garden!) and the next thing you know, I was audited by human services, - this again would have been brought about by women on Facebook wanting to “get me” – of course it did not work, I do not steal from anyone or lie about my income to Centrelink or the tax department, just jealous women always trying to “get me”. (Unlike the drunken couch housewives on Facebook, I do not drink, (or really ever go out / eat out, nor have hungry mouths to feed) so I have money to spend on my garden and beautiful flowers– this really annoys them, such sinful jealousy .) And see how they leave the actual guilty rich people alone, and they only target people single women who don’t have much money anyway - this country has some truly dysfunctional people in it. Now that I think about this, I am fairly certain it has happened twice before aswell (?) I think Centrelink may now have a red flag next to my name stating “ this girl gets picked on by the community, she is not screwing us out of money, no need to do another audit” ! I do find it kind of ironic how most women have no idea how really stupid they are. If you are reading this and are woman: YOU have no idea how stupid you are. To further add to that, about people assuming I am a tax avoider, or pretend disability person, etc. I’ll give you another example; I invariably have to talk to my uncle because he is a great reference, as a renter, unfortunately you need numerous references, they are the bane of older adult life, when I was young, I did not need any reference at all, although I did have some, but I always got the rental and the job anyway! (Now there just seems to be QLD nazi rental bimbos) But anyway, my uncle is a retired magistrate, so he actually gives me a lot of credibility, as a single woman, I find I often do not have credibility. At one point I was having landlord problems and I was speaking to Chris, my uncle about it and immediately he jumped to conclusion, and implied that it must be my fault, and what have I done, and in fact the whole time we were talking, he really made quite a few suggestions of this nature. Quite offensively so, as typical of well basically anyone. But because we had to continually communicate, because he was helping me with this legal matter, it took me about 4 weeks of communicating via phone and via email, for him to fully understand, and it definitely wasn’t my fault at all, and it was most definitely the other persons fault 100% so! I did of course have to provide him with all of the evidence, like emails, - just as the same as I would provide the court, I provided him, before he believed me, it was only luck I had written proof. So, once he saw, NOT MY FAULT, he could easily help me write my Response, and the case was dismissed at the Bundaberg Court on Court Day. So, this is an example that I have to constantly battle, my whole adult life as a single female. Everybody assumes I’m to blame for any problem, I must be the criminal thief! I must be a drunk! I must be on drugs! And it’s always the other way around. ALLWAYS. It was the same when I was incarcerated against my will by the Bundaberg Mental Health greedy people, when I asked my uncle to phone and vouch for me. I’m pretty sure he assumed that if I was there, well then, I must be crazy. Back then, I could not put the time in, that it would take to prove to my uncle that indeed I was being victimised badly by the Bundaberg police, and mental health nurses and authorities - and basic bullies of society in Bundaberg. There is I think 1500km between my uncle and I, he has a life and a family, and I have my own life up here in Queensland. This situation, is another factor that has prompted me to write my blog, so people can truly see exactly what’s going on, and that in fact, I am not crazy, just single, and victimised because of this fact - mainly in the form of theft, but also by female nazi try hard wannabe bimbos in the form of verbal harassment. Also, I asked myself what is it about me that invokes all those people to “try and get me”, and I realized its mostly about other people wanting to be the hero; and to get rid of all the so called ‘badies’ – they are desperate for ‘badies’. But also its related to the girls who want to be able to discredit me as ‘crazy’ – as the attitude of “every one is out to get me” is considered a mental health issue, regardless of whether it is true or not. If you say that statement to a mental health worker, they would automatically not believe it as true, but something you have imagined IDIOTS. Plus if you are labelled with a mental illness, you certainly have no credibility anymore, and add further to that - this is kind of an understatement. Other people won’t want to be around you at all, let alone give you a job. It is total sabotage, and a discrediting, vindictive spiteful act to do. Just because I know all the dirty little secrets. And, Sharon Morgan is going to burn in hell. Staff at Hornsby MacDonald’s served up juice that had been urinated in. FightClub CopyCats HUGE problem. Actually, with that particular incident, Fight Club hadn’t come out yet. That problem was because of these idiots that hang out in gangs at McDonald’s, and they were walking into Maccas, a big group of them were walking in, and I drove past them (normally, actually there was a speed bump right there, so extra slowly) but, in my ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and I didn’t say hello or smile at them or wave at them in anyway, as I normally drive around; I didn’t know those people. I was just going to McDonald’s to get something to eat, and happen to pass a gang of young people. And those gang of ‘total idiots’, saw this woman in a ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and assumed that I must be the devil, and it was them that urinated in my orange juice, and fuck them, and I hope those Hornsby fucking idiots all get cancer and die. Stupid Stupid, honestly, it does not get much more stupid than that. (Those ones were probably the idiots who followed me at the Mt Anan botanical garden? And spat in my food, so I got sick – COMPLETE STRANGERS WHO HAVE NO LIFE and are scared of black) And blonde bimbo, pay attention here, this is an area of MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES IN YOUNG PEOPLE, this is another area that you could target alongside ‘stealing from people they don’t know’. Get into those schools and fix these little idiots. Why should I have a ‘ruined’ life, because of their stupidity? DO SOMETHING, stop picking on innocent mice types, and do something about those garbage people. (Btw, this was in the 90s before black cars were around {can you believe it} and I believe someone in the government was paying attention, and so put out a whole fleet of government black cars, in the hopes to acclimatise people to the colour black!) fuck, humans are stupid! Some clever people go about tackling racism on telly: they will bombard you with so many black people that you’re no longer be intimidated or scared or threatened by a black person. Same thing: people/cars!! lol Sushi sheets that taste like dogdo, Olive oil made from anything but olives, Over Salted butter (Because salt is cheaper than diary), Milk with all cream removed…the list of ‘costcutted’ foods goes on and on. Greed is fuelling the supermarkets. I took my car to JT Fossey Cars & Trucks in Tamworth, NSW for service – the mechanics cut my fuel line, placed a filter on it, so that when started, a portion of the fuel fumes was directed inside the car – stinking it up with fuel fumes – Seriously. (Still charged me full price, later I took it elsewhere to be fixed, I think they thought it would be funny - stupid idiots, they need to be sued, cocky stupid arrogant pricks – I am not interested – deal with it you little shit). Another time (see I had to take my car there because it was new, and you have to have specific services done by the specific manufacturer - because they charge a fortune) When I picked it up at the end of the day, he said he couldn’t fix the lights, (I am pretty sure they were not broken in the first place) so it was just after dark, and I had to drive home all the way to the farm, past Gunnedah, with no lights, how could they possibly think that was acceptable? In fact, I don’t even think it’s legal, and I am 100% sure he broke the lights specifically so I would not be able to see going home. On the highway to Gunnedah, I managed to just sit behind another car, obviously, they had their lights on, so I made it home no problems. (Btw, I’m still not sure if the person driving the car in front of me knew that I was there tail gating them, my car was black?) As I was coming home there was, what I thought, a bright star really low in the sky, burning super bright, it was so low, extremely low over my neighbours farm. Back then satellites weren’t really a thing, and I’m wondering what an earth it was, it was really to low and bright to be a star, possibly a satellite? I thought how could that possibly be a satellite, why would they put a satellite over my neighbour’s house like that. Then I thought it must be a star. No yes no yes, I couldn’t possibly conceive that it would be a satellite. But in retrospect, I can see it was definitely a satellite! Yeah – no, I still don’t know, maybe that neighbour somehow hoisted up a big light to show me the way!! This socially retarded behaviour by young male mechanics, doesn’t come down to a lack of disrespect on my part, (quite frankly) I’m getting tired of people telling me this kind of thing, is my fault. Fuck off, no it’s not - it comes down to arrogant men who get pissed off because I’M NOT INTERESTED in them, and so this is what they do, to retaliate, big head idiots - YOU’RE NOT GOD’S GIFT TO WOMEN YOU LITTLE SHITS. (I had to find an old man mechanic) Supermarket checkout chicks ripping you off at checkout - check your receipts over 12 months, you will see what I mean. (Big Hardware place does it too). Or maybe it’s just me they overcharge…. A lot of employers will not pay young people superannuation if they think they can get away with it, as a young person may not know their entitlements, they might not even get paid in full. (Female employers are the worst offenders) and what is wrong with secondary education – all that kind of thing should be taught in yr10, stuff about Super, Holiday pay, minimum wage, overtime. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS I CAN’T BELEIVE IT. Not to mention a fashion designer I once worked for briefly, she refused to pay my final 4 days in work there, and then later denied I had worked there at all, this was designer Jodie Boffa, an exclusive fashion boutique in Sydney’s Paddington (this was some years, ago, not sure if she is still there, and of course social media was not around) It is my experience that the so called ‘well respected’ members of the community are often the scummiest. There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. FUCK YOU fuck off you predatory bullies. {There’s also a restaurant, I think it’s on Oxford Street, sooo long ago, that has a huge window in the ladies bathroom; at night you can’t see what’s out there - it’s disgusting and not private.} Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being aggressive. I am outraged by STUPID women). (Thankyou to all the really smart women who have since been in touch!) So, a theory has been presented to me why blondes are completely stupid- turns out it’s not about the blonde hair, it’s about the big boobs. Young girls with big boobs are raped by their fathers- in the metaphysical world, at night when they are asleep (real). They grow up not wanting to remember, because it’s so repulsive, it makes them stupid. (Btw my dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world) I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, he also could influence girls, and manipulate them by putting ideas into their heads, without being present. He was most disrespectful single man, and he is one of many. If you can’t get within 10 feet of a girl during waking hours, then the same applies when she’s asleep. (Who exactly sent me that house – just so wrong, and it was the only option I had – the only house available in the whole of Queensland, if that person is real, boy they need a slap in the head. And SEE how I didn’t have any control in the situation, and it didn’t work out. I had a plan before, it was perfect, and working out fine, but someone threw it out the window on my behalf, out of pure jealousy. They did not throw my plan out “ all for the best” - things didn’t work out for the better. This has been a common theme in my life, other people’s plans for me DO NOT WORK OUT. If David and Brenda had of been truthful with me, perhaps if I had of known I would have to move out in 2018, then I could’ve spent that whole time planning and thinking what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go. But NO, David and Brenda were only thinking about my rent money - they felt if they told me the truth, then suddenly I might up and leave, and they wouldn’t get any more rent, and they would not have put anybody else in that house. They wanted that rent income coming in until the property sold. Greed fuelled dishonesty. So, this was their fear, and their fear cost me. Time and time again I see this. How people lie and omit the truth; if you see an opportunity to say exactly what your plan is, in a truthful way, you should take it, and relish it, because this will enable your plan to come true, it is this very fact, in fact, that helps you fulfill your will. You are not doing yourself any favours by lying. Anyway, I stray again, so, WAKE up, don’t be afraid, this is not a crazy thing. Pay attention, be aware. I believe Beethoven was most famous for his rape song, Moonlight sonata, the first part of this puts women to sleep, the second part is about what Beethoven will do to the woman by passionately ravishing her. I love the Internet - it is another example where I can see the hand of God fighting the bullies. Thankyou Tim Berners-Lee and all those guys before him that helped the formation of the web. I believe, aside from obvious information and communication issues, there were a number of IT people who created it for people of all walks to have a “voice”. Some of those IT people were targeted when they were at school, by bullies, they were victims, and ashamed, and angry. So, they saw the Internet as a way to stand strong. It certainly has been true for me, it gives people who don’t have a voice, a platform to say what they have to say. So, this was very true in the beginning of the internet, but a lot of the internet, pretty much has been taken over by the powers that be, now. They have figured out how to oppress online now. I’m a perfect example of this, as have been banned from many social media websites. So, for the first few years it worked. Brilliant. Pay Attention, be aware: There are highly contagious viruses at Nursing Homes, Hospitals and Child Day Care Centres, -Including occupational ‘asthma’ and the very serious Glandular Fever or some such virus (?), which I personally believe leads to inflammation of the brain - memory loss - Alzheimer’s/Dementia. Not to mention pneumonia – this virus is a silent killer, once you get it, that’s it, you have it for life, and your body’s immune has a constant fight on its hand – weakening you. I also believe this is why there are so many dementia cases now, - so called health professionals encouraging this virus amongst the population (80% apparently carry the pneumonia virus) in order to build up an immune, and different DNA reacts differently to it, I recall my mother getting this virus or some such virus at the Alkira nursing home, way before she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s at age 48. (Signs showing of memory loss, years before diagnosis, but after she got that virus) - I have a very clear specific memory of when my mum got sick that time, because she didn’t usually get sick ever, infact the only time I’ve seen her sick was when she had gallstones, many years before (which I believe was from drinking bore water out on the farm, plus all the spinach she ate – she went through a whole spinach phase, spinach pies….). She was a total ‘health nut’ as I deemed her, she ate very healthily, and exercised daily (I believe this is why she lasted so long after diagnosis, 12 yrs. If only she knew, she could have treated herself to all those sweets, in fact she could’ve completely thrown caution to the wind, no need for a lean balanced meal consisting of meat and 3 veggies, every day, at all - bring on creamy beef stroganoff, creamy fettuccine, fatty beef roasts, creamy Au Gratin potatoes, chocolate mud cake, chocolate cheesecake, chocolate mousse…...pork crackling! Anyway, that day, she was wearing a cowl around her neck, and I said to her in my severe condemning voice (no sickness in my family thankyou) “what are you wearing that for” and she looked directly at me and she said I have this thing, holding her throat. I kind of shrugged it off at the time, but I know now exactly what she had, because ,when I got sick at the nursing home, the same thing happened to me, I now own at least 10 cowls, it seems to be one of the side-effects, you get a really sore neck and throat when it’s cold) After I (was forced by Centrelink Nazi bimbos under their total scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program - forced me to sign a paper saying if I got sick I wouldn’t sue them, -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (total cunts who work at Centrelink – btw, someone suggested to me that it was only the staff from Centrelink who worked at Gunnedah, who are like this, but I possibly would not agree with that, as my experience at Parramatta, aswell as once in Melbourne, and one time on the Central Coast - all disgusting, females in charge. And one time, the female staff in Gunnedah, went and got a whole bunch of male thug types, to chastise a group of unemployed women, as a part of their so-called ‘activities’ for Centrelink. – Truly, you just can’t believe how disgusting these female animals are.) I know I am repeating myself here, but as you can tell, I was, and still am very angry about now being sickly. And this is exactly the type of evil thing that happens, when some woman (Centrelink) who is not listening, and is trying to control another woman, and who is squashing her ‘will’ – squashing my will. At the same nursing home where mom would visit, Alkira, (possibly evil, there, I recommend closing), I got sick, (age 34), and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever (?). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. {note, India is becoming more and more westernized now as greedy pharmaceuticals realize the potential of a multi-billion person market. } It is not normal to get sick every winter – this needs to be addressed. In my opinion this virus should be the number 1 priority by scientists to be eradicated. – {oh, here we are now in 2020, and I believe something is being attempted to do something about it, covid19, YAH} (Oh, and some vitamin / mineral supplements cause cancer, I believe my dad’s pancreatic cancer was caused from a $400 bottle of nutrient solution -it’s like fertilizer (wrongly fertilize your plants, they keel over and die, same thing)- who sold him those $400 bottles?? $400 – EVIL PEOPLE OVERCHARGE LIKE THAT) later, a birdy informed me, those bottles were given to him deliberate. Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers. If you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) I firmly believe no woman can physically handle more than 2 anyway, there is not enough hours in the day to tackle ALL a child’s physical and emotional needs, aswell as guide, teach, care and feed, it is only ego that drives people to have more than 2. So, stop it for the good of the planet, and the good of a balanced child . Really, I try not to ‘boss’ people around and tell them what to do, – but this is just so obvious, and hardly any mothers know it. BTW I would never chastise a mother being a single mother or for having more than 2 kids. They have made their choice, they have to live with it, their life will be hard enough. The point of this paragraph is to say to women, your life would make much more sense and be much easier, if you choose not to have any or no more than 2. Plus didn’t have kids without a supporting partner. Choose how to live. I suggested to Coles supermarket that they ought to be offering meat discounts for those women who don’t have kids – a just reward for saving the planet. My cat died from spot on flea treatment (Mast Cell Tumours) CANCER according to $400 biopsy and coward vet. Dentists will tell you all sorts of problems you have to get your money. (Same with Vets, Mechanics….) of course not all – they really need to put CCTVs on the ceiling at dentists to monitor work. And since I put this up, I have noticed mechanics - young boys, now overcharge bigtime - they stupid. Related to Telstra. Doctors are perverts (a child needs to be accompanied by both parents at Dr visit) -actually I would further say a child needs to be accompanied by at least 1 parent at all times, a parent who pays attention. (Including in the classroom, if you child is of slight frame and shy, he/she will be victimized by the teacher). Teachers get off humiliating kids (Debbie Croft, Tydd, Hill, Gunnedah NSW - they used to have staff meetings to come up with ways to humiliate me specifically) I honestly don’t know how teachers and some parents can get things so wrong in this day and age of information and education. (Public schools JUST SAY NO) YOU CAN’T USE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL POWER TRIPPING YOU twits. I am beginning to think Gunnedah has a problem, especially amongst the rich, that try to ‘outwill’ one another – a game. I have been attacked by dogs 5 times in my life (only 5 times by the canine species - countless other times by the human variety of DOG). I will describe one here; I ventured over to my country neighbours farm by horseback one day, about a horse – they knew who I was, I had been there a week or so before with my other neighbour discussing horses and kittens. I jumped down off my horse and walked the 4 or 5m under the patio to the back door, in that time, their dog was there and looking like it would attack, I called out to see if anyone was home, then the dog did attack. I screamed bloody Mary, and it released itself and ran away (I am a slight person (was), but I have a scream like you would not believe), but then I heard a voice, the owner, Mrs Finlay was just sitting at the open window literally 1m away from me, she would have seen the whole thing unfurl from the moment I jumped off my horse, yet she did not call off her dog. She used her dog as a puppet. That woman is plain evil and she does not deserve to live. (She’s probably a 3rd born). Must add for all the bimbos who read that, then accused me of being evil, the kind of evil that only a dog can see!! NO you idiots, those 5 dogs were not a good judge of character. THEY JUST HAVE EVIL BITCH OWNERS. Otherway around. By the way, that evil woman, still tried to sell me her horse, and when I went down the paddock with my bruised leg, the horse, I could see was like really old, he even had grey hair all over his face, like he was very very old, not just a little bit past his prime. Unbelievable these farmers, several hundreds of dollars she wanted. Although I was reminded of dad many years ago, when he moved to the country, after living in Sydney all his life, he purchased a couple of horses for the kids, and some farmer sold him a very old horse. Dad would not have known any better or probably just wouldn't have minded anyway, because he wanted quiet horse for the kids - but that horse, called Strawberry, died the following week. In my opinion, it was definitely a farmer scam knowing a city person would not know the difference. I know dad wouldn't have seen it that way. Just chance he would have thought. I bet the same farmers who sold him that horse whispered on the farming network to Mrs Finlay, sell her that horse, she won't know the difference, she's Dick Bieman's daughter! Well too bad!! I did notice the difference and you can shove your evilness up your arse, you disgusting farming people. He also bought another horse that was an albino, pink eyes and all, so weird looking. She did not last long either. 11. Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) I can’t begin to explain the monumental problems I’ve had when going to Centrelink. The girls that work there are the most revolting creatures I’ve ever encountered, worse than the electric companies and worse than the female staff at Melbourne hospital, so pretty bad. I’m sure I have enough dirt on Centrelink that I could close the whole thing down! I mean that bad. From stalking me, following me home, to excessive wait times (5hrs once, all day). Rude, condescending communication at the counter. One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, arrogant and powertripping gestapo nazi way, that I was determined to go there the next day and demand to know who wrote it. It was on my desk ready, only when I went get it - it was gone. Someone had actually broken into my house and taken this incriminating evidence that was sent to me (the girl later at Centrelink told me it was an automated letter– as if. Lying cunts). If somebody went and got a bomb, then dropped one on ALL of the Centrelink offices across Australia; I shall be laughing and singing; hooray hooray the witch is dead. The people that work at Centrelink need to be shot. They have no idea how to behave socially how to be respectful and how to do their job. Now, I always have my camera recording, this has made a HUGE difference, my life is somewhat bearable now. Infact one of the biggest area where body cams, and taking photos of people, naming and shaming them online, has been the most helpful and effective, has been dealing with Centrelink. Centrelink are such dodgy lying power tripping female cunts. It is beyond comprehension how they can live with themselves. They must be feeling soo guilty by now. But getting their photo and their names and preferably recording all interactions, is really an absolute necessity - they ideally need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically attempted murder. Also, that first day when I was at Parramatta, my passport was stolen, and at around that same time, my birth certificate was stolen out of my flat. So that was 1994, first items that were stolen. (Reported to police, they can’t do anything). I suspect those thefts were related to the types of people I was forcefully encounted with, at Parramatta Centrelink, due to having to wait there for 5 hours. Back then (1994) Centrelink offices were packed, for some reason the staff liked to keep all the unemployed together waiting in lines – total time wasters, infact that seemed to be their main aim, to waste low incomes people’s time. CONDASCENDING CUNTS {I am not excluding the staff from the passport/birth certificate theft, infact more likely to be them. DOG NETWORK who wrought the system}. One time I went there, parked in their carpark out front, (Gunnedah one) while I was in there, someone tampered with my car, so when I returned, it did not start, and those nasty bitches at the counter, refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic or a lift. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot, especially the ones from Gunnedah in the early 2000’s, {but I have had Australia wide problems at different Centrelink locations since the 90’s. They are all cunts. The people who stalk me constantly are related to Centrelink offices, somehow. Actually, that office moved from its original building OPPOSITE THE POLICE STATION, to this other strange place with a small 3 car park in front of it. I think that is the reason why they moved! so they could fuck up peoples cars; anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers who discriminate against unemployed people. I'm entitled to WHAT I'm entitled to - deal with it you stupid little 3rd born retards. I have very clear memories of the staff at that Gunnedah Centrelink, and it is without question that those staff were pure evil and definitely responsible for the tyrannical Nazi harassment, they should be locked up with the key thrown away. Later, I put in complaints about any tyrannical behaviour, but that made no difference, they ignore ALL complaints. And in QLD, not only do they ignore, but they retaliate with some sort of punishment for making a complaint. THEY ARE DISGUSTING PEOPLE. One time, after the usual ignore me complaint, I put in a complaint to my local MP about them, just relaying what they do. After that, the Gunnedah office again moved location, and got all new staff, at greatly reduced number of staff; from 50 young girls in the office to 3, and no young girls at all infact. Plus, they introduced Jobs Providers, a different situation for unemployed people; they changed the reporting format-instead of going to Centrelink now, jobseekers are made to go to jobs providers, but still the whole process is a power tripping exercise for employees of Centrelink, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system, on one occasion I had my $800 bonus stolen. {Incidentally since everybody else in Australia received that bonus of $800, including dad - dad purchased a $800 new LED big screen TV with it. And it wasn’t shortly after that, when he died, and I inherited his big $800 TV. But, a few years later, when I was relocating, yet again, and the TV was out on the Veranda for a couple of weeks, until I found a good spot for it, and in that couple of weeks somebody vandalised and broke it. I suspect it has something to do with jealousy, because it was a huge TV, and here I was, very poor, yet I had this big TV, it incensed somebody enough to literally break it.} Someone later told me, it was not Centrelink who stole the $800, but the bank, CBA; they just did not put it the money in my account or removed it - and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. After they changed the format, it was much better, but soon enough the jobs providers saw how they now could wrought the system too. I assume then, well I know, that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? massive problems from 2020 onwards with jobs providers stalking me. Again, with the weird phone calls. Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. {2024 harassment from Centrelink by phone, re medical certificate; fairly certain it was some little bitch from Gunnedah – stalking me at Mackay}. And I want to quickly mention here the total scam Work for The Dole- this is slave labour; there are no ifs and buts about it. Those people are unemployed, that means NO MONEY – yet Centrelink want them to work for NO MONEY. The most stupid philosophy ever. And, if you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional, DELUSIONAL, D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-A-L. It is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell – as I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs – that was their sole intention, to get me sick. There was someone stalking me when I lived at Tulcumbah, she was the main one who wanted me to get sick. I do not know who that blonde bimbo was, but I suspect she worked for a politician?? And was the same one who refused my Aus study when I was 18. At the same nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever I think it was that, it may have also been Epstein virus at same time? Or Pneumonia? Or all 3 -because of the ongoing side-effects from this virus, many years later, I was advised by some smarty-pants, that it's pneumonia. (Some non-thinking female workers let their kids roam-free there, so playground virus’s too). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Dementia or Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here at Gunnedah, I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. It’s like I developed an allergy to cold weather. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus (although pesticides are proving to be a big contender in that blame game). Looking back at this instant, and a few others when I have been sick, I can see the correlation between being treated disrespectfully, and getting sick. One seems to go hand-in-hand with the other. I wrote a whole story about it, somewhere on this blog. I was forced to move from Gunnedah as it was too cold for me; I blame Centrelink for basically ruining my life. I had it all sorted with my business of selling seeds and plants, I had spent a small fortune building it up; by now as I update, I would also be selling teas/ herbs and my essential oil. I just suspect the whole reason I had to move after David and Brenda sold their farm was because of Centrelink. I honestly don't know how those women who work at Centrelink can be so stupid…they treat other people who they think are inferior to them like they can make no decisions for themselves - they are beyond arrogant and stupid. BTW, I have just discovered that if you’re on unemployment benefits and that if you have a baby- they will put you on a pension for 7 years, this is an automatic thing, which means that you won’t have to do any reporting. This is why there are so many bastards and stupid bitches that steal from me, because what woman wouldn’t want to put an end to the bullying stalking and harassment that goes on at Centrelink by those bitches? - and they can do it just by having a baby. So aside from primary school teachers it is Centrelink who perpetuates evil in this world. {DO NOT HAVE A BABY FOR THIS POINT – THAT IS STUPID AND NON LONG TERM THINKING}. The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was 18 and entitled, yes, entitled, that’s what we do in this country, to encourage thinkers, because they had heard (there’s that Dog Network again), that I had gone to private school, so assumed that I must be rich, and not entitled to Aus study - PATHETIC, how naïve are those stupid bimbo girls that work there. 3/4 of the parents that send their kids to private school, are battlers - the main reason they are sending their kids there is ‘education’. Education is a priority - they pinch and string together their weekly budget so they can send their kids to good schools (everyone’s heard the tales of what goes on in the classrooms of public schools). But those parents are from the same community, work in the same sectors, as those who have kids in public schools, the only difference is ‘education’ is the priority. Obviously, there are some very wealthy kids aswell (this is a democratic country after all, well, meant to be). There are all sorts of types at Private school. Anyway, when someone is of age – 18, they are entitled to Aus study, regardless of what their parents income is. So, I hate to say it, but this is discrimination; prejudice and bias against those, who people think have money -and not necessarily do. A case of rumour has it. Stupid female Centrelink staff. Because, my parents DID NOT have a huge income anyway, Dad worked for the dep of Ag, and mum did not work (at that point, she was a nurse before she married and did a little more home nursing while I was school) – so, I would have been eligible to receive Austudy, but the stupid dog at the counter even refused (she was such a bitch) to give me a form to fill out and apply. So, Centrelink records show NO REJECTION. Now, at that time, I told my flatmate that Centrelink refused to give it to me, and she would have told her friend (the call-girl/David Jones make up girl, plus those 3 guys who hung around – so I believe, all those people suddenly thought I was super rich, as I could not get Austudy, and were involved in the burglary we had at that time, and possibly all the thefts from me – SUCH FUCKING STUPIDIDTY, FROM NOT ONLY CENTELRINK BUT my supposed friends – not that I classify those people as my friends (they are obvious scum thieves), but they were in my life back when I was 19, for a brief 6mnths or so. These thefts have ruined my life. I cannot do anything because of it – such irony, it is Centrelink who has prevented me from working. SURROUNDED BY MORONS. They need to be sued over this - but do you think any Australian lawyer will step forward - as if; those hopeless whipped cowards. And by the way, and this next part was deleted, I have had to rewrite it here again; my friend at Tafe, in the 2-year Associate Diploma fashion course, was from Hong Kong, her parents owned a prominent jewellery business in Hong Kong city. Her father and brother lived there still and worked it. Her mother and she had moved to Australia for the point of study, and were living in their own home in Ryde. She received Aus study. And I was not allowed Austudy, even though her family were quite wealthy, certainly wealthier than mine. Obviously that same stupid Centrelink staff who said no to me, saw my friend was Chinese and said ‘yes, you must be poor’ – you can get it. Stupid. The Australian government and Centrelink are an abomination. Burn in hell female bimbo Centrelink dogs. {The problems I mentioned here, don't anywhere near cover the number of other problems that I haven't even written about. I can assure you, my accusations are justified.} You can see from the very beginning of my adult life, nothing ever just worked out. And if you read all my blog, you will clearly see it gets much worse. I really hope by ranting and raving about this, it’s made a difference and that some girl who’s just like me with working class parents, who turns up Centrelink at 18, doesn’t get refused, so from the very beginning, she can have a good start to her adult working life. (I have heard, it has, there have been changes, whether that’s is true?) Btw – they are still paying for their mistake. Side bar, this assumption of wealth, is also related to people getting overcharged electricity each quarter, same thing, with people (bimbo women) assuming a certain family is wealthy, and so overcharging them. Basically, it is 2 factors that are the bane of my life, and its Centrelink, and the thieves, which for all I know could be the same people. You know Centrelink - you really should not be having this much impact on my life - it is not YOUR LIFE. Wake up. I would like to add as another little side bar here, because it’s not just girls from Centrelink, some of my friends assumed that my father must’ve been paying for me when I was living in Sydney, and he did agree to pay my rent when I was studying for 2yrs, and a $20 per week food allowance which also had to stretch to Course supplies. After 1 yr I asked him to buy me a futon, he agreed. I still have it, and love it. Most girls in same boat as me could receive rent assistance with their Aus study, but like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). $20! After I finished the 2yr Diploma course, I was on my own, no more rent money from dad, I stayed with my aunt for a couple of months, then lucky I got a job and found a unit – with my aunts help. I am guessing she did not want a hungry starved 20yr old hanging around! Although for my birthday that year, in October for my 21st, I requested Dad purchase me an aquarium for my unit at Pendle Hill near Bonds, which he did! (Probably should’ve asked him for a washing machine, but you know, young girls….) And a couple of years later I asked him if he would go guarantor for my car loan through Nissan finance, which he agreed to, so he didn’t have to pay for anything, but he just had to state for the record if I was unable to make payments he would cover the loan - but of course he did not have to do that, I am a responsible person and always pay my own debts. (Although Nissan finance and CBA totally screwed me with interest rate). Ended up paying $26000 for a $13000 car. (They included the first year insurance without really telling me, or me understanding; as under 26yr old, insurance premiums are EXTREME. OMG, when the next year came round I got a big shock!! What!!!) Some people have since compared my situation to the phrase “teaching someone to swim by throwing them in the deep end”. Then 30yrs later after both my parents had died, I inherited money from the sale of Dads house in Gunnedah, minus a few depts and fees, then divided by 4 (4 kids). I then just sat back and watched everyone steal it from me anyway, - you know there’s nothing I can do when people are overcharging me. And later if I needed to sell something, buyers would only pay like $2 for a $1000 object. Where were all these 2nd hand items when I needed to make purchases? – I frequently had to buy a brand-new. (Except at the Gunnedah Tip Shop – thankyou thankyou) but really, life is a series of years of being totally screwed. Fuck you all. You know that expression “save the women and children” – well, not me! Maybe it’s just been my life where nothing ever works out, I’m not sure. It worked out for my parents, except they both died young (I personally believe they died young because they liked to think of everyone in society as “good”, they refused to believe about evil wicked ways of people – they just wanted to be ‘positive’ all the time). This is ultimately NOT HEALTHY. I’m writing about it in the hopes to make people aware of the problems vulnerable people go through. BTW, I want to mention, the fact I went away to school, also stopped me from getting a job in the local community, at the Coop, they gave preference to candidates from the local High School - that business went broke a few years later. Private / Public, it’s a definite ‘thing’. As far as I was concerned, I went to school, and I was punished for going to school. I just thought of something that worked out - when I moved to Rangari, that first year I planted dozens of trees / shrubs / fruit trees/veges, and that year and the following year, we had massive floods all throughout Australia and basically, I didn’t have to water any of my plants for that couple of years, which was absolutely brilliant, and a total godsend - it was like I was meant to be there, and I was finally on track in life. Unfortunately, 10 yrs later, once again in my life, an interfering bully ruins my life - the property sold, and straight away I was asked to leave. Life snatched away. Money snatched away. Good health and food snatched away. My hometown snatched away. I was ‘Cast out’ of my life. This country is run by bullies and is just full of bullies. It is my experience that unemployed people are not the threat to this country by any means, it is the well-connected, well-paid bully staff there that have no respect for any of the people on welfare and treat them in most cases worse than criminals, it is them that are a threat to the democracy of this country, it is them who enforce oppression, which, by the way, is still huge today- it’s not just something that happened in the last century. Why they employ ‘dog personalities’ is beyond my comprehension -a dog will chase its pray until it is dead, they are not people that are fit to work anywhere, let alone at Centrelink where there are many vulnerable people. Also, Centrelink and government staff would have NO IDEA about the kind of issues I personally have to deal with – they are clueless of reality. CLUELESS. One thing I’ve noticed that Centrelink staff (or jobs providers) do, and actually this is not restricted to Centrelink department; I find a lot of government departments do this, but well I will stick to my personal experience with Centrelink here; in the past I have had to do various activities or workshops or meetings, something for Centrelink, always with the nazi threat “if you do not attend your payments will be cut”. (And they have cut it numerous times, without reason, I have had to FIGHT them, to get want I am entitled to. Antagonistic CUNTS). So, with those situations that I have to attend, or spend time doing, I never get paid - Major strong feelings of their wasting vast amounts of my time, getting me to run through RIDICULOUS HOOPS. But what mainly annoys me, and is the motivation of these people, all of them involved are getting paid a big salary. Yet I don’t get paid at all - like these dogs are using me for money, and I have no choice in the matter. It’s like they want unemployed victims, so they can be used to make money, and power trip over, it’s really a very sick cat and mouse game they play. They are sickoes who have mental health problems. Such irony. BTW, treating unemployed people with such disrespect, is not confined to Centrelink staff. I find the whole of general community of Australia treat unemployed people with such contempt and such hatred, as if the unemployed were serial axe murderers with a deadly contagious skin disease that they might catch if they show any respect towards them. The cluelessness and such willingness to jump on a hateful bandwagon is done with such a clear intention, it’s like they enjoy hating so much, and the desire to have a common enemy is so overwhelming for them, that they totally ignore common sense, it is shameful, I am embarrassed for them. I believe this attitude is mostly perpetuated because there are so many multiple child families in this country, and it's a 3rd born, 4th born etc thing. 3rd borns, especially female ones who have difficulties applying commonsense, always think that somebody else has it better than, and they are missing out. So, for them, they feel if they didn't have to work, their life would be better, so then seeing an unemployed person, its automatic envy - they're completely stupid, and everyone should start NOT having more than 2 kids. Honestly, it couldn't be any clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. And I think that mentality reaches out to all working Australians too, as I've noticed this thing in life, as an old adult now, when I encounter new people, the main aim of each person that I meet, is for them to tell me how hard they work, and that they hardly ever get any breaks, and they hardly make enough money, plus all the costs have gone up!! Pretty much every person and in fact, tells me this. It is their main aim to tell me, and make sure it is clear, that they work harder than anyone else. I think it is some sort of competition? To skyte about who works the hardest! {But I'm fairly certain, I mean, just a sneaking suspicion, in a lot of cases, it's not entirely accurate}, in fact in some cases, it's far from accurate I’m sure. But they fear being victimised like an unemployed person. Fear is their motivation. I have no fear.  You know in Papua New Guinea, that government pays whole communities to do nothing but breed. One man, I saw; 2 wives, 8 kids and no job! One woman; 25 grandchildren, no jobs in the remote area at all!! They don’t have to answer to any stupid power tripping Centrelink cunt. “Attend your appointment! Work for no money!” As if – it’s their culture!! {Maybe the Papua New Guinea government should explain to them about condoms. Maybe there should be free condoms sent out to all communities. Such financial costs, due to not wanting to talk about sex and condoms!!} Well, the Australian people ought to be grateful I don’t have any kids! I noticed there are certain individuals who work in Centrelink that do not want people on unemployment benefits to work part time, one day or two days a week. Because that money is allowed by Centrelink rules, there’s a certain amount of money you can earn before your deductions get cut off or reduced – most staff encourage this. And so, there’s other people (female ofcourse), who work at Centrelink, who don’t want recipients to receive any extra income. (Defying their own rules). Those particular staff members want unemployed people to be working without pay only. Their attitude is disgusting and some of them go to great lengths to get recipients fired, or they sabotage them in some way, so that they don’t receive any additional income other than the Centrelink benefit. They work in conjunction with QLD Police – stalking recipients and issuing fake fines to steal back any income made x 3. I’ve had female staff members from Centrelink follow me across town, and stalk me online -they are disgusting, not to mention stupid. They want people on unemployment benefit (which btw is $327 less than the Pension/ Disability Pension per fortnight, to only receive THAT amount, and no more) I believe these bimbos who follow me around and have sabotaged my eBay account so I cannot work my part time business there? They are absolutely tyrannical. They try to get politicians on board with them, and in Mackay – they have; stupid politicians. My uncle thinks it is lack of money that motivates the fury in my blog, I really never thought about it, I shall think about it now; and actually, not having money is NOT the issue for the motivation of this blog. I left the workplace due to bullying, and it was my decision that I would be better off being poor, then to have to put up with the revolting female dogs. It was an obvious choice, it was not difficult to make, it was an obvious right choice. No other path to tread. Back then, I don’t even think it was learning the ‘understanding of how the world works,’ and seeing how pretty much unfair and injust it is, even contributed to my decision. It was purely about the bullying. I was still paying my car off back then so had very minimal money – but not fazed by this at all, just glad to finally have some peace. So now, and especially since Centrelink realized this issue, and decided to pick up where the workplace bullies left off, (bully cunts), it is the stealing of petty items with little monetary value, and the torment via harassment/stalking, that I receive out in public, the sign people, that is the root cause of the fury in this blog; the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim are the main fury. - set off by Sharon Morgen and Gov mental health people. Such irony. But, since I have been on low income for many years now, I realise it probably is something I SHOULD BE complaining about! If I look up the pension and pension disability rates - it’s extremely difficult living on $327 less than the typical pension. I mean how many times do you hear pensioners complaining about how little money they have? (a lot). Compared to my income, a pensioner is rich! Plus, I know 2 women slightly older than me by a couple of years or so, who both receive disability pension, and they have nothing wrong with them. Considering how much they use me and my moral compass – it is blatant theft! I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {you try being forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and lose all horticultural items that I purchased with dads house sale…}. Theres nothing stopping me, I complain; but they try to stop me. Emily Ban-man. Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid selfish mothers.) When are women going to stop having more than two kids?? About the disrespect issue, as I know that there are people who are disrespectful if they just see someone as unemployed, thinking them as hopeless lazy losers, but I can assure you I’ve done monumental good things for this country, that most people will never know. I mentioned before don’t judge a book by its cover, I’ll say it again, don’t judge a book by its cover. When those people die, they will be able to look back on their life, and see, what fucking idiots they were. (hopefully!) I want to quickly mention the Jobs providers, on more than one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people – a game for the centerlink cunts). Btw, on the pie chart, the amount of money the gov spends on unemployment is a teeny tiny fraction compared to ALL other sectors. ALL! It is pensioners that take up the largest piece of that pie when it comes to tax payers money. Plus, there are many government departments who have workers receiving salaries, and they do absolutely ‘muckall’, all day long. I’ve had some people tell me that their whole entire department has been bogus, they all just turn up, then take-home pay-packets for doing nothing. And because those people have families/kids, and are in need of an income coming in, no one really does anything about it. Apparently, it has been going on since the 50’s. So, if anyone should complain about someone who is unemployed and receiving the very lowest of low incomes, just remember all those people on salaries that do muck all, all day long, and take home upwards of $80,000/yr. I just saw a story on ABC news; Jeff Hunt suspended with pay for 2 years while he was investigated for recruitment misconduct, at a Sydney College. He was found guilty and resigned. So, he was paid for 2 years on a higher education salary, for doing nothing, paid for 2 years for doing nothing. Nothing! Excuse me government, but I would like to be paid a high salary for doing nothing too, fairs fair. I think a quick mention here, for unseen work that I do. I do visibly sell my seeds. I have an ABN number, I lodge tax return evry year. I plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay much – but someone has to do it, and I have been elected. But there are people who work for the government who use me and my knowledge, my observations, and my skills. I can see my contributions reaching far across Australia, and nobody at the government pays me for those attributes. The greedy blonde dogs – steal everything. I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones). So, the fact that I was really healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this, my payment would be cut, the girl who gave me that paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned haircut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network, just like that other short blonde, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just the way life has worked out. I have an update on the Centrelink nazis; They have advised me yesterday that I can get a medical certificate which means that I don’t have to run through hoops for a jobs providers, meaning I don’t have to do their appointments and whatever else they want. So, they have done this, so that they don’t have to give me Disability Payment which is $330 more than my current income, so even though they have acknowledged my medical conditions (albeit asking me and my Dr to fill out incorrect form first (see – and pay an additional $150 at podiatrists – see their tactics, that’s what they do HOOPS whenever they can)) if you receive that medical certificate for 3 yrs, then, according to their own rules I would be entitled to disability. But they have come up with this loop hole, or changed rules, to get out of paying me that additional $330 more. So, I cannot work, and still unable to pay medical treatments. This is just another area in my life where I’m being victimised, and another area that I’m going to be pissed off about. They are true thieving cunts and I hope they burn in hell; my jobs provider is also to blame, who it was prob her that manipulated that Dr into lying about a fake breast tumour? And out of nowhere, a jobs provider called me, male, for once, and started harassing me for no reason, and cut my pay for no reason. But then on telly, they kept putting images of these two people, a couple that I encountered briefly when I was 17, from Sydney, showing them holidaying all over the world, and I don't know if it's them or someone that just looks like them; but the guy who called me and verbally harassed me on the phone, well it sounded like that guy? Their names were Christina, and, actually, I don't even know her boyfriend’s name - they could be married by now, Christina's surname was Alan. I don't know what they have to do with the price of eggs in China; but clearly more people who need to be told to fuck off? FUCK OFF. More hoops to get money switched back on. And then switched off again, to reset the “3 years”, that they ignore anyway. I just realised I’ve written all of this, and have not mentioned the phone calls; Monumental problems extend to phone calls; if I have ever needed to phone Centrelink over the years, OMG, pure vileness in their disgusting rude Nazi behaviour. Basically, a total abuse of power seems to be the common thing in Australia amongst not only government workers but the private sector too (little Nazis. WE AREA MEANT TO BE A DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country; the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. (I am not really a political person; I only occasionally ever watch the news due to all the furphies). Speaking of fake news, I noticed back in 2015 or so, if the movie industry was abuzz with their current movie inprogress, then the news people catch a hold of the story line, and then create a fake news, about that same storyline. This comes down to laziness – you have to get “out there” and find real stories! Now, I do not claim to be have special unique gifts that allow me to detect a lie, but as one gets older, things are way more easy to see, and one is usually less gullible. One morning watching the news, around the same time, there had just been an explosion in the street, in America, but then suddenly out of nowhere, there happened to be at least 200 people all wearing identical Fluro yellow shirts – now, I know, women can be organized, but there is not a chance in hell that within 10 minutes of a street explosion there suddenly would be 200 people standing by ready to provide support all wearing the same new coloured uniform. Fake news. The motivation here would have been employment for those 200+ people, just the same as employment for the fake news in regards to all those single mothers at the old Limbri school. The tv industry has so much money they don’t know what to do with it. Fake news, but still at the general public’s expense; it’s a disgrace – lying, deceitful perpetrators of evil. {There are heaps more, but I will not list them all} One more thing, I don’t know if it’s just me, or if anyone else experiences this but when I call any business, big business especially; the call centre person seems to always just want to muck me about, like put me on hold for 1 ½ hrs, or say one thing, then the next time you call, say the exact opposite, so lie and evade the initial query (honestly, some girls really appear retarded). In my younger years I used to listen to a song writer, Ani Difranco, her words to one song seem to resonate whenever I get off the phone from some such business ”Make them pay”. So, as I get older and more assertive, I realize I can actually do something about it and with the help of certain consumer departments here in Australia, I have done just that: Telstra $2500 x 3, CBA $300, AGL $200, Coles $155, and I’m only just warming up. (Girls at Harvey Norman, your next) (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) Lately I have noticed if each staff member has a mandatory survey at the end of the call, where the caller can leave feedback, then the call centre girl or boy usually goes out of their way to be nice and respectful, and solve the inquiry. So, I think all companies should do this. Save the planet and get a Bidet!! So here is a good spot to reiterate, how writing this blog has stopped completely or reduced whatever the torment has been. So, it’s been so nice not having so much harassment from girls in the neighbourhood at Gin Gin, although they still do it, in their way. In fact, I hardly go anywhere, I do most of my shopping online. I used to regularly go to the post office as a part of my business, but I use couriers now. When I went to the post office, I was having problems with them aswell, and when I started wearing a body cam and posting online, that problem stopped too, although they later banned me and called the police to my place with a written letter stating I would be arrested for trespassing if I ever attended the local post office again; how nazi putrid are they? {I explain later about that}. Anyway, this blog, truly the best thing I’ve ever done. You know, I’ve had people steal from me or harass me in some way, sometimes, I know who they are, and I write about it. Later that person will go out of their way to be overly nice, or maybe buy a packet of one of my native seeds for $3.70. – But then expect me to remove what I had written previously - well that’s not how it works, human nature does not work like that. Example; two people standing side-by-side, one person takes a baton and dongs the other over the head, and then they turn around to the person and say “oh sorry”. It’s like the person who donged them, now expects the other person to forgive them, and not grab the baton and dong them back. Maybe this attitude of attack/apologize/forgive, stems from childhood where siblings fight, and mother says “go and apologise to your brother (or sister), and so, then you can all get back to playing nice”. In my opinion this is bad parenting, the mother has to say something along the lines “look how much you’ve hurt your brother. Why don’t you grab the bat back now, and dong him” - I mean just as long as it’s not a baseball bat or something. Then each of them will experience what it feels like to be hurt, it’s a lesson for both, and no one is going to end up being a victim. Plus, the would-be victim, now knows how to stand up for themselves. (Although as an adult I’ve had a lot of people antagonise me just because they want that ‘fight’, and that reaction from me (some people never grow up). It is those people you need to recognise, and ignore, this ignores fact, really annoys them, and they soon tire of you.) Anyway, we don’t have some arrangement where you get to be disrespectful to me and then compensate in some meagre way (I’m afraid $3.70 just doesn’t cut it). I feel like a lot of the women who harass me, do so, aside from their typical power trip reasons, but are actually sexually oppressed, and desperate. And they take out their frustrations on me. So, when you look at it like that, they are kind of wanting to use me as a form of prostitution. I don’t know what the going rate for prostitution is, but I’m pretty sure it’s nowhere near around the $3.70 mark. (For goodness sakes, go and take care of yourself.) I’ve added this next paragraph in here recently, because it seems it’s hard for some people as in a lot of people to understand how someone who doesn’t work full time, and have no kids, isn’t a totally lazy person. I don’t think I would use the word lazy to describe myself at all, actually if you look at my garden you could see the person who has created this garden is not a lazy person. I am a self-driven, motivated person. I feel I have an attitude of ‘get in there and do it, don’t piss about’ whereas a lot of people I have come across, don’t have this at all, infact they tend to have the opposite attitude. Particularly men – men seem to be far lazier than women, and resent having to do any kind of work that isn’t directly related to their pay packet and belly. In fact, so much so I would consider most men lazy. I don’t think I’ve really encountered any men aside from dad, who weren’t lazy, well maybe 1 or 2. But, in fact, it’s a big repulsion, should I see a man who is lazy. I guess you can see their trait, when it comes to gardening, because a lazy person will have a crap garden, if any garden at all. And having a slight frame is no reason or excuse to be lazy and consider yourself a weakling. I have always had a slight petite frame, but my strength is greater than most of my peers. I had wiry strength. I think this is attributed to having a low-fat diet as a child and doing regular exercise, and generally being active, as well as not ever being sick, or coming into contact with the flu and flu viruses like pneumonia. And I’ve definitely noticed as I’ve worked hard, my body has somewhat grown, so instead of having pathetic pencil arms, I now have kind of normal arms; they have increased in their size and strength, albeit, now fairly tendinitisy. So that would be the same with a man who of who is a slight build, you know all you have to do is eat properly, regularly exercise your muscles, and over the years you will develop into a good-sized adult, who is capable of vast amounts of strength. Having said that I’m a huge fan of doing things the easiest way possible, don’t be deterred not to take shortcuts just because someone might think that you’re lazy; if there’s a good shortcut, take it. I have found when it has come to health problems, as a result of over use, none of the health professionals took me seriously at all and couldn’t even fathom the fact that I would have these extreme injuries as a result of being overworked, as I did not have an employer. Stiff Joints; At age 47 now, I have quite some difficulty with stiff joints, aches and pains, especially with the onset of cold weather or rain. I have come to the conclusion that it hasn’t just been the hard strenuous work that I’ve done around the farm at Rangari, it’s also a result from as a kid, I spent at least a third if not two thirds of my life in the pool. If I recall, I wouldn’t care if I was cold, I just keep swimming and playing, I loved it, you couldn’t get me out of the pool - if there was a pool, I was in it. Not to mention all the swimming training, hours and hours of it. I think using those young girly bones so much, without much muscle development (I was very skinny) may have been an issue (I think, I am not entirely sure, I mean is it possible to lift your arm up just with the strength of your bones, and no muscle?) but I think it was a little bit of a problem, it would have been better if I had better muscle development to exercise with. I’m paying the price for it now. So ideally, in retrospect, I think, if I had kids, I wouldn’t let them go swimming unless the pool is heated year-round, so I know that the temperature would always be maintained not to go below 26°C. I figure that temperature, they can probably stay in as long as they want. All these Little things I realise when I’m older, things that you have to know and do, to provide the best life possible for your kids – the additional money you will need. And not only for that, but things like money for extra tuition for any subjects they lag behind in, sports or hobby interests, or empowerment activity holidays, I mean I don’t think there’s any point in having kids unless you’re super rich. Dr Birdy told me the reason I didn't have any back problems my whole 20s 30s and 40s was because of swimming, in cold water, as a child. But since I developed the kind of ‘allergy’ to cold now, and don't have a pool any more, my fascia from the scoliosis is rearing it's ugly head. (If I still had my lap pool, I would’ve purchased a drysuit by now! 😁 Good spot for this next story; I became friends with a Chinese immigrant when I was 18 at Fashion Tafe, she told me one day, as she and another friend were having a lunch at my place, that she couldn’t swim. I was a little horrified at this statement, and in quite some shock (what on earth did she do her whole childhood?) pretty much straight away, I said “I can teach you if you would like” I really meant it, wasn’t just one of those ‘offhand’ comments or offers that I find a lot of people make on spur of the moment. Because, I mean, how on earth can you go through your life without swimming? - totally missing out as far as I’m concerned. However, she didn’t know what to say and my other friend chimed in, and said “her husband will teach her”. I realised that both of them were frightened that I should teach her to swim. Idiots. This was most definitely discrimination, even though there was no need for it. I’m not sure really what hope there is, if you’re discriminated against by your new friends. I guess, little did she know that she would have been in very capable hands, I was senior girl champion at swimming, back in primary school, with my name on a huge trophy and all!! Maybe she thought I was too ‘fast’ for her, she was a quite type of person, and you should have seen me on those Industrial sewing machines at Tafe, speed queen, I was dam fast! I did have the privilege a few years later to teach a little two-year-old not to be afraid of the water - I remember when I was young, I had a tremendous fear of the water (for some strange Spielberg jaws reason) I was thinking of teaching how to swim at the local Gunnedah pool later on as well, but the dogs did signs that they already had someone to do that - typical of the dogs, not wanting any competition over their existing friends jobs - and infact the most typical way companies go bust, not for lack of work, but bitchy criminal girls sabotaging due to injust rivalry, and ensuring no competition. They have no morals. - they don't teach you that at school. So to reiterate: I have women who steal from me, 100’s of small items. It's way more than nuisance at this point, it's like a total psychological declaration of war on me. their main aim is to cause psychological damage - utter evil women. They are really trying to oppress, and change me into being angry and crazy. Some particular thefts are taken if it is particularly good, like an expensive brand. And, I have put it together now, this is not because the stupid little bimbo who took it actually wanted it, she wants to “teach me a lesson” stating you're poor, so you shouldn't be buying good things like this. for example, if I buy the really good quality Band-Aids that don't fall off, she steals half the packet. It's the same person that stole my good silk cotton shirt. It's the same person who stole steals any particularly good foods that I have, like organic or if I make myself a good meal and there's some leftover, she'll steal some. It's a total punishment thing on her behalf - she's fully sick and has a major mental health problem. PLUS I AM NOT EVEN IN ANY KIND OF RELATIONSHIP WITH HER OR ANYONE. I can't believe after all my complaining, reports to the police, and online photos - nobody does anything about this stupid dog who steals from me. How much screaming do I have to do? 13. Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Local doctor in Gunnedah looking for the ‘squirm’ response on 11yr old. (1984) (this is worth talking about with your child - if someone pinches you, get angry. There are adults out there looking for kids that won’t get angry, for future prey, there is a network. Still a problem today, as it was yrs ago) Melbourne hospital breast mammogram – the female technician squished and pinched boob into machine, leaving it bruised. (2005) (Melbourne hospital = stupid bitches) Melbourne male doctor excessively (I mean really excessively) squeezing boob whilst removing cyst. (He also had a HUGE clear glass window in his operating room, for all the neighbours to see (2005) Gunnedah anaesthetist stabbed my vein whilst muttering profanity at me (leaving slight lump and pain) (Anne, zombie) (2016) Gunnedah dentist and assistant in cahoots to deliberately cause pain with wrong drill / 3 injections in wrong spot/ ongoing extreme pain and redo of work done needed. (Dr Sadik and ass. Larrisa, Gina Burn from NEGS {apparently, she was copying Charlotte Powell) 2017 There is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health centre that is deliberately kept awake at night, so she will be ‘zombie like’ the following day, then can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions. Powers that be. (They closed it down) Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. This is a problem done deliberate. Don't get me started on all the problems I have had with bimbo receptionists. I have NO problems naming names, from now on I wear body cam for all appointments, and I write down full name before appointment. It would probably help if I was accompanied for each appointment, that includes when I speak to receptionists, but I have noted recently, they are way more passive aggressive. I have a collection of bully receptionists on a Shared Google Photos account. (As soon as I put up 1 photo, I have had no more problems - but I wished I had started taking photos of them yrs ago, some have been DISGUSTING, and need naming and shaming for all eternity. Give me a chance to sue and I will, no bluffing here (although in Australia it is near impossible to sue against sadistic doctors as I have discovered -unless you end up a paraplegic or some such seriousness – but I will be making complaints to the appropriate bodies and using social media – I have had enough, no more deliberate pain you (health professionals who lack Common Sense) {plus, I have not met one man that has not been into that sort of thing – so stop picking on single women, making them into victims, and go find someone that is actually into it, –there’re a dime a dozen). Also, health professional is just like confused school principals who use pain to ‘try’ to discipline. – just my personal experience. (Mr Cone 1980, Limbri Public school, was it Graham Cone? who knows, I was only 5) there were others too, probably still are, as it is a taboo subject. Gotta talks about it, otherwise it will continue to happen. {I don’t think I have encounted 1 male Doctor who has been looking for someone to inflict pain on – WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL, no woman wants a man who inflicts pain on her, your stupid twits. (Since I wrote this, I had 1 women come forward stating she wouldn’t mind, But no woman, ).} I blame hopeless parents and teachers for the desire. 14. Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia 1995-2026 - all in red I’m 47 years old and inevitably I’ve had to visit the doctor on a few occasions (not too often thank goodness) but I really am compelled to write about exactly how hopeless the doctors and the Medicare system in Australia has been, in practice, in theory it’s wonderful but in reality, not. I recall my first experience (not Medicare related, but worth mentioning) was a visit to an ‘alternative’ medicine guy, Feldenkrais guy, or was it Alexander technique, or something else I think, a new one, it was new and experimental, I recall reading about it, and thinking that’s sounds good for my slight back pain (it was a total scam, not saying those 2 methods are a scam, but this guy was, and in retrospect it was probably something I read that was deliberately placed infront of me, as those desperate women know they could entice me into wasting my money. (Could be Charlotte Powell‘s family? Or maybe that family has dogs who help them; I’ve mentioned how Google search can be manipulated to hide or show results, I’m thinking it’s the same kind of thing, somebody put that article there so I would see it and waste my money) It was a hoity-toity pervert guy in a hoity-toity neighbourhood in Sydney, can’t quite remember the details, long time ago now) Young girls from private schools are Prey. When I was a nanny, (working for a liberal Politician in Sydney), the little girl kicked me in the boob, as a result I developed a huge cyst and have had them since, from time to time. I find it especially related to female bullying, whenever I am attacked by women, (Melbourne real-estate rental girl dogs) I seem to get lumps in my breast (?) So, at the time it was a bit of a kerfuffle with the doctor’s office, with a bimbo receptionist, but eventually I saw a doctor, and had it removed, it was syringed out. I believe it was a bulk billing clinic so I did not have to pay and the doctor, who was very proficient and professional. But, since then, that bimbo receptionist has followed me around and she’s harassed me, at I would say, every single doctor’s appointment I have tried to make since, (until I started wearing bodycam), and so she has stalked me up to Gunnedah, and has worked there at the reception, either she’s been put there by the dogs, so someone has like literally gone and got her and put her there, (a common thing) or she has somehow fanangled her way in, purely to harass me -I’m not kidding, this person is my own “personal bimbo stalking receptionist”. I had to start taking my camera when I go to the doctors, so she has disappeared (she is a coward, typical bully) -too bad I didn’t get her photo, because heck, she needs to be named and shamed big time. She was tallish and blonde with a pulled back piggy tail or bun, that is all I remember. I think I should mention here quickly, the monumental problems I’ve had with making appointments. I’m not sure whether this is all because of that stalking Bimbo blonde receptionist from Chatswood, but it seems that most receptions that I’ve had to deal with in Gunnedah, just make getting an appointment really difficult, as in, I was unable to make an appointment in advance, in fact what they wanted me to do was phone up at 8 o’clock in the morning when they open, to see if there’s anything available for the day, I found this really unacceptable, especially as I lived out of town and whenever I made a big trip into town it was a big deal, I usually had many things I had to do, I couldn’t just drive in willy-nilly for a Doctor’s appointment, so in the end I ended up having to go to the emergency unit at the hospital, any time I needed to see a doctor, because the bimbo receptionist refused to take an appointment for me and always said 'there’s nothing available today'. (Drs at emergency are pretty hopeless, they only take you seriously if it is a life-or-death emergency, they all want DRAMA, like on TV – most of them in Gunnedah anyway). I want to repeat that, as it is MONUMENTALLY stupid; The reason I have to see Doctor at the hospitals, was because when I tried to make an appointment at the local Doctors, the reception dogs always say - NO, there are no appointments left today, (they always said this, every time in Gunnedah) and as they do NOT take appointments in advance, for some STUPID reason, I had to go to the emergency section at the Gunnedah Hospital (I know the Doctors had appointments available too that day- could you please tell me in writing why those dimwit reception bimbos refuse to give me any doctor’s appointments?) girls, do they have a brain at all? NO – THEY DO NOT. (I did not right this blog until YEARS LATER – in case you’re wondering if this name calling is why. Those girls were unknown to me, and did not know me either. I am a respectful, honest and polite person). I’d like to point out, I didn’t start calling bimbo receptionist “Bimbo receptionists” until I started writing this blog in 2020, and can look back and clearly see the whole picture – STUPID RECEPTIONISTs. - I was always respectful, still am. So, the receptionists had no 'fuel' to make things difficult for me- that’s why I think that stupid bimbo from Chatswood was stalking me and manipulating the others (playing sides) not allowing appointments?? (Infact, I write about this in my Dogs who play sides photo story - they were on Facebook (before I was banned for Truth Telling), when I made a post about what happened to me (exactly what happened), I had certain people on FB, follow me from Group to Group, and write up contradictory things in the comments, it was really obvious that they were trying to play sides and contradict me and try to make me look like the bad guy, when infact it was their stupidity and bitchyness (but more bitchyness) that put them in the wrong in the first place (they still do this on any online reviews). And it was probably that stupid blond bimbo receptionists from Chatswood?? if thats her, she is CRAZY and ought to be incarcerated.} So now that I’m old, wise and very experienced, I have no problems writing about the real nature of most Doctor receptionists: “bimbos” they are truly disgusting, stupid and evil little girls, who need someone constantly watching over them so they do their job and make the right moral decisions - they are fucking useless. I have a personal nickname for them Blonde Bimbo Nazis, also known as the Bimbo Dominatrix – I did do a whole other story about that - but it was stolen, with the word ‘nazi’ - being one of the most all-time offensive word in the world. So instead, I wrote The Bimbo Dominatrix on p9. Its related, and I have never my whole life thought blondes any more stupid than brunettes, but now, after reflecting on this receptionist, I have changed my mind, they are stupid, but they want everyone else, not to acknowledge this fact – they try to cover up this fact – they want it kept a secret! (New location in QLD, same problem, even though there are at least 50 registered and working Doctors here, when the population is 500. So, plenty of doctors – just stupid receptionists.) Also, I know that trying to control and manipulate someone else in bully style, just for fun, is not only morally wrong, but is unhealthy, it’s like eating a bowl of sugar – just disgusting, and will, most likely kill you one day. Plus, I also realized, it is those women in this health area, who call, ‘bad acquaintances”, men, bad men, thieves, who then come down to the clinic and stalk me: so, it was the girls intangible plan (I suspect related to free health care (bulk billing) – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, the same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Happens all the time. 100’s of thefts. My latest doctors clinic is in a mall, which is a little odd. I think it would be greatly beneficial if doctors clinic had a special area onto themselves, with its own car park. I feel like those people that stalk me are territorial dogs? BTW, I got medical records sent up from that (now closed clinic) in Gunnedah, (that indicates how bad they were) and the name on one of the Dr reports (done by the receptionist!) was Lisa Sutherland – hopeless, SHE REFUSED to give me an appointment, because of her I had to go to the emergency hospital for all my appointments – Lisa Sutherland – you stupid stalking blonde twit – FUCK OFF. That clinic has closed permanently – this is the main reason – stupid lying thieving stalking bimbo receptionists. This was the same clinic that employ female Doctors who are manipulated by certain people for manipulated diagnosis and prescriptions, (the Dr kept awake at night, so she is ‘zombie’ the next day, and easily manipulated.) Infact after I read that whole record, even though the receptionist wrote it, the lying and bullshit that goes on is disgraceful and I now put Doctors right up there next to Lawyers in their disgraceful moral-less antagonistic tactics too. (Antagonism is the alcoholics disease - you are giving yourselves away). So, in Melbourne, which was revolting by the way, there are so many young female bimbos in Melbourne, it’s pathetic. I got more cysts in my boob, and there were huge problems at Melbourne hospital, the staff were so mean and bitchy, the woman who did my boob scan, caused so much pain and bruising on my boob, I probably developed another couple of cysts purely from that visit, and basically, they refused to do anything about it, so they didn’t charge for not doing anything, and they didn’t charge for the painful bruising scan. (They did not pay for it either) So, I had to go to a private Doctor -who was a total pervert male, who just wanted to look at my boobs, and who couldn’t do it anyway, as it needed to be syringed (some Doctors can syringe, most can’t – if you can’t, you are not worth your weight as a doctor, as far as I am concerned). So I went to this other Doctor, who could do it, but he again was another perv, he had this huge glass window, overlooking a park and houses/business that could most likely see straight in, he insist I lie in front of it, topless naked, made me feel very uncomfortable plus he squashed my boob and it was under the pretence that he was stopping the blood after he removed the syringe, but I don’t think so, it was extremely painful, he was pressing as hard as he could without leaving a bruise, and it lasted for at least five minutes, total perv (it later bruised). He charged $70. I strongly advise taking a friend or spouse into the doctors, every doctor visit, if you’re a young woman, or of course a child. If you don’t have any friends or not in a relationship, I would go so far as to say, find someone on Facebook, tell them, you’ll pay them to accompany you. (If you’ve been banned from Facebook, no suggestions, perhaps neighbour?). Then a few years later I slipped my disc, I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female. It was a Chyro who fixed my back in 2 seconds, in the end, after months of pain and immobility. (Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, but, before, he heard about my sore back and suggested I see a chiro. Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is he fixed it in 2 minutes, then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost, (not like 2022, quote for chiro at Mackay, $300 for first visit – as if) btw, after that Chyro in Melbourne, every time I got a sore back after that I went to the Gunnedah Chyro, Shane Riordon, and later when a Gin Gin Dr asked him of my back problems, Shane Riordon said yes I did go and see him for back problems, “she seems to think that it helps” that those were his exact words! But it was my pool that I invested in at Rangari to strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again, was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer. Gunnedah hospital. {and if I had of ‘laid flat’ at the time my disc slipped, it would have slipped back in, and after 20minutes, I would have been able to get up as if nothing happened instead of go through months of pain – nobody tells you these things.} Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. {I believe this is the SAME STUPID CUNT BIMBO DOG, who is still telling people contradictions to what I say, like at the Sarina clinic and Dr pal in Jan 2023. This not acknowledging symptoms maybe there are being manipulated by dogs from the ABC tv? In cahoots! {fuck off you stupid little dog}. And I’m going to write this bit again, because it is missing; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic for university students. Anyone could go there for a cheap treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing these stupid silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (stupid dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I just remember it quite well. So bad. Also, when I was in Melbourne attending RMIT, they were introducing new occupational health and safety rules, it was a big thing at the time, mainly because they picked out a Nazi type women to try and enforce all these new rules. It was summer, and I was forced to wear shoes and socks, fully enclosed footwear. And as a result of hot and sweaty feet all day, I developed this big toe nail fungus type problem. 20 years later as I am writing this, it’s still there - fairly persistent! I can briefly fix it by using tea tree oil, but I find it just comes back later, and also once I attended a homeopath for something else, and instead of curing that, she cured my toe fungus - only it did come back later too. So, it doesn’t really cause any problems it just looks like calcium coming through on my big toe nail, in fact I’m not even entirely sure it is a fungus, maybe its homeopath side effect? But I’m content to just leave it as there is no pain or pus. However, the fungus definatly came back some years late in 2026, this is time when I am mostly bare feet in the bushy subtropics, my feet generally often had dirt on them, so it may be another fungus rather than same one. It looks like a yellowing along either side of big toe, and this time both big toes have it, rather than before it was only my left one. According to google search today: Home Remedies: Soaking feet in vinegar and water, or applying tea tree oil may help mild cases. So, I think I will start doing vinegar Epsom salt foot baths and try tea tree. I got a virus at a nursing home, when I was forced to work there from Centrelink (dog bimbos, another story, deliberate sickness, I believe) I had many symptoms after that virus, and I went to the doctor and he actually didn’t believe that I still had all the symptoms, as it was two years later, but anyway he went ahead with my tests and it was confirmed I had glandular fever definitely, and maybe pneumonia, he could diagnose glandular fever because there are antibodies in the blood if you have had Glandular Fever, and I have not had glandular fever before, in fact I’ve never been sick as a child) I would like to mention, when I was talking to Dr Gittoes, about all the symptoms, I told him that I don’t drink or take drugs, and then this ‘doggirl’ barged into the office, (I told you – everywhere I go) and she just kind of stood there laughing at me, it was very odd, and the Dr and I kind of just ignored her, he later told me that one, steals his supply of Asma puffers. It later got me thinking, why did this little dog do that, did she think I was a drug addicted drunk? The bimbo nature of women never ceases to amaze! I don’t drink and I don’t use drugs. I never have aside from when I was 18 and got drunk (I glide) and I tried pot, I didn’t like it. I know this is a hard concept for Australian culture to grasp, but I don’t drink or do drugs. I will tell you one thing though, after my orchard was established, I had an abundance of stone fruit, and I put all of the leftovers in a pot outside, and I noticed that they fermented in the hot sun, so then I thought maybe I might try making some apricot schnapps, because I tried some of this when I was younger with my parents at a fancy restaurant, thought it was quite nice. So, after many trials, I actually gave up on the idea because, you have to buy an expensive Still, but I found if you soak apricots in vodka for a few weeks it was pretty much the same thing, and that’s quite nice having occasionally. Of course, my garden along with my orchard were stolen from me, so I can’t do that anymore anyway (I tried it with some dried apricots, that’s pretty good too) I miss my stone fruit, and curse the dogs who stole it from me. But also I have a damaged throat (hydrochloric acid burn from cleaning), I feel I should no longer have my schnapps, as it may burn more, or leave a ‘bad cell’. I have talked elsewhere about my burnt throat, I guess I should put it here too, even though I did not go to the Dr after it happened, and it may be out of order, timewise: In 2006 while I was living back at dads, my previous landlord, the Culls, suggested I should speak to the knappman‘s, as they had an unoccupied house on their farm. The Culls were friends with them, they lived nearby {I guess the high school teaching network, thought it may be best if I was NOT living with dad! Lol}. So, I did, I didn’t know the knappman‘s at all but my little brother knew the son. I would say because I was a friend of the Culls and had lived on their farm for 4 years, they gave me the house straight away, good price. I’ve talked about that house. It’s a very nice house. Part of the deal before I moved there, was if I clean the whole house, including the external bathroom, then she’ll give me one month free rent. So, I being young and healthy still, thought this was a great offer, and took it up. little did I know what would result because of it. Julie knappman specifically wanted me to clean the external bathroom, the external bathroom was a mess. It had never been cleaned, and they used bore water in it, instead of tank. So, there was a layer of thick calcium buildup everywhere, she said ‘the only way you’re going be able to clean it is if you use hydrochloric acid, and here you go’ – she handed me a big bottle.So, I put on all my protective gear: long thick gloves and long sleeve shirt, thinking I was totally organised, and got to work cleaning. It took ages, and heaps of acid. Now, on that day, there was no wind, and usually at this place it’s windy. {In fact, they could put a one of those power electric windmills to make electricity, no need for solar at that place, wind is the go} anyway, I didn’t really think much of it except noted it, as it was a bit stuffy in the bathroom, I had to close the door for some it. Finally, I got it perfect and clean. But then afterwards I had a bit of a sore throat, and then the following week, I had a mega sore throat, and I realised with hydrochloric acid, not only can’t you touch it, but you cannot breathe it. I should’ve been wearing a mask. I did not know that, and as a result, I had badly burnt my throat. No wind. I was just breathing all of those fumes in as if there was no tomorrow. (Someone later told me you can touch hydrochloric acid, nothing bad will happen, the problem is ALL breathing). Great, just great. So, this was the worst thing that I’ve ever done, because extreme damage has a resulted in the burning my throat, not only then, but still today, I have problems, because apparently, the first port of call for the immune system is in the throat. So, without that immune working properly, you’re susceptible to bacteria and viruses. Which I later on go to talk about extensively on my Blog as I started to get sick, and had never been sick before. (Especially at the Nursing home – many bugs there, mothers, kids bugs too.) Some years later I went to the Dr about it as I was just never the same healthy self, but he said there is no illness you could have got 3-4yrs ago, and still have. What did he know! So today for instance (update bit), 2026, 20 years later, I have been coughing lately. According to wiki it's a response from mould in the air or other airborne particles or a reaction to cold breeze. I have mentioned I have an allergy to cold weather, but I have just discovered (after doing YouTube research) and a “huff cough” exercise, titled ‘how to get rid of excess mucus’, which I almost didn't do because I didn't think mucus was the problem, as I didn't seem to have an excess mucus, or phlegm. Dry cough. Dry annoying cough. But I did the exercise and lo and behold there is mucus. So, more research, and this is a common thing if you burn your throat; damaged cilia. Cilla is the little throat hairs that push the phlegm up and away of your chest lungs. However, I really start coughing only when there's mould or bacteria like now in the extreme humidity or in an air-conditioned room / dirty Aircon filters. Also, I read, cilia captures bacteria and virus, as part of the immune strategy. Just by the by, when I saw Dr Armstrong re my sore boob. I mentioned to her about my damaged throat from hydrochloric acid, and she said, ‘even if I came to her immediately after it happened, as a Dr, she wouldn't be sure what to do about it - she didn't think anything could be done about it medically speaking. Although I am thinking, now, drinking fresh aloe vera would have significantly helped. That’s just one thing that comes to my mind, but I didn't know about aloe vera back then, and it makes sense that she wouldn't know about it either as she doesn't have any botanical knowledge, just pharmaceutical. (!) mmm Coughing is a bloody nuisance. And so; stupid infuriating dogs who keep accusing me of being a cigarette yielding drunk on drugs – this cough is not from smoking. See, if you read my “how to quit smoking” story – “willed” – they are trying to will sickness from inaccuracies. I don’t know who told me, but it was implied that I was given this sore throat deliberately. It could have been the “Christians” {group of people who are Christian, and they seek ‘Gods work’, so they try to see HIM in everyday life, see Gods plan – so they go around looking for unexplained or miraculous situations (!) – they sound like crazy house wife types!! Lol. Uneducated and operating on myth…..So, they reckon, some entity came round to do it deliberately, cause this weakness, as I had none and they wanted to see a weakness. Not sure if true, could be, could not be. Sounds very human, like mental health care people or Scientology people trying to tell other people they have problems. Oh, my Scientology story has been stolen!! Lol!! bloody hell, another one to do again. To cut a long story short – its a money making scam. Part of the pharmaceutical umbrella. I have just relocated, and again, I need to repeat I don’t drink ever, and never really have. There are some nasty evil women who spread rumours I am a drunk (drunk ones themselves) – this is a result of their bitchy behaviour; I was interested in purchasing one of those Electronic Bug & Hidden Camera Detector, as I'm pretty sure someone has put some sort of bug in my kitchen or just outside my kitchen or who knows, maybe they come and go? Because for the past few nights at 3:30 am it goes off, it seems to be able to make strange sounds as well as voice sounds, this is not an uncommon thing that people do as a form of harassment, along the same lines as how some truckdrivers harass people by driving out outside their house 50 million times. I had a look but I couldn't find anything so that's why I wanted one of those electronic bug and hidden camera detectors, only when I looked into it there about $400, so I'm thinking maybe someone's got one that I can lend? - It also makes like a bang click noise, almost like a mouse trap going off, it would be designed specifically to wake people up. Again, deluded (stupid and manipulated) people, thinking they’re helping. Anyway, so, I found this Dr, Dr Gittoes really clueless and uninformed about virus’s and the symptoms - the ongoing symptoms that is, basically the total change in my body that happened after catching this virus, and actually I can’t believe how completely incompetent doctors are when it comes to virus’s. So many different side-effects, and diseases are caused from viruses. (I believe in January 2020, the Australian government caught on to the virus situation, and there were huge worldwide actions in place trying to combat virus.). BTW the receptionist bimbos there, at the Barber Street clinic in Gunnedah, pickpocketed my snacknuts out of my bag when I was standing at the counter, with my Medicare card. That reminds me there was an incident at the Elgin Street clinic in Gunnedah, it was ages ago now, I can’t remember what I was there for, but it was so bad. I think I ended up leaving and not worrying about the issue, it wasn’t worth it. Bimbo receptionist. There’s also a really bad one in Chatswood and one in North Sydney, they’ve both closedowns. (Worth mentioning some ‘prick’ Drs will prescribe the more expensive medication, when the same thing is available on the PBS list) You know it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, I find it extraordinary how people‘s main aim is to be rude, disrespectful and discredit someone, and to fight, it is like their priority and first instinct. They are so completely wrong, you’d think their priorities would be to treat the customer with respectful, so they get repeat customers, but no! Australians are the opposite really, of what they should be. The older I get the more I can see how backwards people in this country are. It’s embarrassing. There was an Indian doctor at Gunnedah rural health clinic who I saw about my sore elbow, (btw, this was brought on by ‘knitting furiously’ when the pool guy did not deliver my pool after I had paid for it at the beginning of summer, so all summer long, sitting on the couch, extremely angry with that male chauvinist – John Kozur, and as a result of all that fast paced knitting, I developed ‘over use syndrome’, possibly arthritis, in my elbows, but, it gets worse, at the end of that summer and after 3 tribunal hearings later, when I finally had completed my 25m lap pool, because of elbow problems, I could no longer do freestyle! You can’t imagine how much more furious I was then, but I did manage to come up with a whole heap of other ways to get fit and have fun in the pool, so I didn’t regret building it. I loved it – highly recommend a lap pool for health. I should mention, it was not just the elbow that had a problem I guess, my whole arms seemed to be suffering from “being spent” – not sure if there is a medical term, I did not even speak to the Dr about my sore arms, but I noted some years later, after I had moved from the farm, and had a total break from doing anything too strenuous (no more pool construction or chainsawing or relocation), so like 2 yrs break, then my arms suddenly got better, they were no longer sore. I noted if I did anything more strenuous, like lift a box, or do freestyle in the ocean – the pain would return. I use diluted Pepper oil on them – this worked a treat. I tried to google this arm pain, the only thing I read about was “overuse syndrome” which sounds right, but still not sure that is a medical term – like I don’t think any Dr would sign a medical certificate for Centrelink saying I had “overuse syndrome” ! I recall some years ago, mum said she got RSI, and just from driving around - but it’s not like mum used to hoon around like I see those hoons do, not a heavy driver at all, far from it. And dad had arthritis in his knees, probably elsewhere too. Anyway, this Indian Dr, diagnosed my elbow problem straight away (olecranon bursa – due to repetitive strain), so that was a miracle, plus it was bulk billing, it was only the Bimbo receptionist I had to deal with. (I really can’t explain just how much a problem Bimbo receptionists are) Also I went to him another time re puffy eyes I got from eating Woolworths Corn Beef, but he had no idea, but had me do blood tests- there is a Laverty Pathology in the clinic, Anne, the pathologists, stabbed me with the needle and muttered incoherence (stupid dog Anne WAKE UP) Later I went back to that clinic for a prescription repeat, and saw a female Indian Dr Nadia, (btw, I find this is a TACTIC by receptionists, they do not ‘allow’ me to see SAME Doctor. EVERY Dr’s office has been the same– this is worth mentioning, as it is important to see the same Dr, they get to know you and your history, and they can vouch for you when the dogs try to discredit you, which they do. So, anyway, this Dr Nadia (who I had never seen before, ever), was absolutely hopeless, not only did she fail to give me that repeat, she went off on a tangent (actually it was like she was zombie possessed) and gave me prescription for antidepressants, when I never once told her that I was depressed, in fact it was her that told me that she couldn’t sleep at night, and never has, and she seemed very jealous of my excellent 7hr ‘sleep history’ - I strongly suspect she was actually depressed and she is a messed-up Doctor who shouldn’t be a doctor at all. The bimbo receptionist was there, and I strongly suspect the dogs were there working their evil on this doctor. One of them was laughing at me as I left the building to my car – it was a deliberate fake evil witch type of laugh. Quite a common thing I hear, and often from bimbos on telly too – like there is a deliberate plan of bitches, to try to falsely label me with “mental problems”. That Dr is clueless about that fact, because nobody talks about it- she probably doesn’t even know that mothers can talk to their unborn babies either; they can tell it to be careful of the umbilical cord when it’s time, to not to get it caught around its neck. Just a simple little thought that the mother can have been the difference between life and death (or at least the difference between a C-section and natural way out these days). Given especially this particular situation, I really can’t believe how stupid Sharon Morgan is, and those health professional at Bundaberg, FUCKING MORON BIMBOS, who are clueless about the reality of the situation. I just can’t believe they were “allowed” to forcefully take a completely healthy person, me, and accuse me of being crazy, and lock me up for 'tests' over 7 days, especially when it is such an obvious set up . It’s like times have not changed at all from the Witches of Salem, when jealous bitchy girls accused women who they don’t like of being a witch, so they would be burned at the stake. It is exactly the same, only now, its credibility that is being burnt, as there are MANY people, especially the stupid police, who think anyone who has ever even been to a ‘shrink’, are total liars and ‘can’t see right’. There have been no attempts of any type of apology or admission of guilt , from any of those stupid evil bimbos in Gunnedah or Bundaberg. And female Dr’s – so bloody hopeless. Just say no. Jealousy - such a problem for them. Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, 3/12/2015, I consulted with Nature care college at St Leonard’s Homeopathic college. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine { Rhus tox 30 to be taken twice daily} by the student physician and supervisor. No change. { I contacted the clinic and told them it didn’t work at all, 7 April 2016, I thought I was polite and respectful, but the big egos at this clinic, I guess the supervisor, Dr Ken instead said I should take a different remedy: Dulcamara 30., which I did, resulting in Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, AND MAJOR Heart palpitations and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot. (Basically, a mini stroke, the ambulance was called). I still have the Dropface on my right side today - this clinic is a total scam and should be shut down, actually they should be sued. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist – my bad! – although, the plantar wart may have been caused by the Rhus tox 30 - and to be taken twice daily is way too much in my opinion, these medications are often once off only – how could they not know that?). and later I looked up Rhus toxicodendron (poison ivy): is a homeopathic remedy derived from the poisonous plant, used to treat conditions involving intense itching, skin rashes/blisters, arthritis, joint stiffness, and restlessness. OMG Dulcamara btw, the homeopathic medicine is NOT a medicine, it is poison, it is from a plant: Solanum dulcamara - Bittersweet Nightshade, which is highly toxic, it causes nerve damage, hallucinations, heart palpitations then death. Any homeopath who uses it, is completely stupid, and you should walk away -too bad I did not look this up before I took it- not that they had all the good information available online back then like they do now. {before they knew, the Victorians used to use it as a recreational drug, but since so many people died, they eventually stopped using it!} And, I did try to sue the St Leanards clininc, but was advised by Shine Lawyers “there's not enough damage, so its not worth our time”. 👎 Btw, while I was waiting for the medication to arrive in the mail, (Dulcamara 30.) I happen to watch a show on SBS called Insight, occasionally I watched it; pretty much a forum of people who talk about their experience with certain life issues, it can be interesting. Anyway on this particular day they had a group talking about exactly this homeopathic medication, exactly Dulcamara 30. They showed a few people who had taken it, they said what happens is you get hives. It was like a forewarning for me, and I should've listened to them, because indeed I did get hives. I can't remember if they mentioned the Dropface/ Dropmouth, and heart problems - perhaps if they had of focused more on the heart and the dropface side of things I might have paid attention, but I wasn't really familiar with hives, at that point in my life. Not to undermine what they tried to do here in this situation. Due to the hives, and the fact that little bimbo girls think it's funny to see someone break out in an extreme itchy red rash, I think it was given as ‘revenge’ for saying the other did not work. However, the way homeopathy works, it can bring on the same very symptoms that are trying to be cured - so who knows, maybe they actually saved me from having a stroke? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence, and their active nastiness, turned out to have major hidden positive side affects - sometimes life can work like that! Then as my life was going pretty well (despite virus problems which they can’t do anything about anyway, except social distancing. And of course the general thieving and disrespect from the general community I was living in) I am of the firm believe that some jealous evil person, set out to handicapped me, they did it with workboots – a slight hole was placed in the centre of the sole, so if you wear them for 12 months your foot will collapse, it’s called Collapsed Arch, or plantar fasciitis, I was completely unaware of this problem and I thought the pain was just from the prickles and burs from walking around the paddocks in summer with flimsy shoes, also a knitting needle went into my foot, and prune thorn went through my shoe into my foot, amongst other things. At the time it was really weird, as to why I was having so many problems with my left foot. Eventually I went to the Doctor, Dr Gittoes who failed to diagnose the problem, but gave my foot an ultrasound (what the ?) I went another two years waiting for my foot to heal (still unaware and wearing the same boots), in that time I went through a terrible situation in my life, I had to move several times, I had been outcast from my community (for writing about exactly what happens and using real names). And I still didn't even really know at that point that I had a major foot problem caused by my shoes that I was still wearing. So, I also had what I thought was a back problem, and I went to see the doctor at Gin Gin, Dr Abass and he sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray, so no diagnosis, but I told him that the Chyro usually helps my back pain, so he put me on a care plan so I could go and see the Chyro. (I'm later updating this and I've since learned, 5 yrs later in 2025, that my back pain which I thought was my back, my spine, was not my spine, it's the fascia from my scoliosis(!) who knew!! I have a c curve, and the fascia has been stretching and contorting my back muscles in a painful way, and suddenly then as I believe it as ‘set off’ because I've had to move so many times on my own doing all the muscle work. So I guess Dr Abass just didn't know about fascia or couldn't see any contortions or twists (?) I know in 2025 I can literally see a huge big twist in my back, but come to think of it, Dr Abass didn't even look at my back. And he didn't even look at my foot either. {Just as a weird sidebar: Whenever I think about this situation, or write about it, update my blog, I have people who do signs saying that “they stole from me”, so I'm not entirely sure what they stole, or who exactly, (must be the dogs), but it must be related to my back? Maybe they stole my back x-ray? or my care plan?? Who knows, but I definitely didn't receive any medical attention in relation to my scoliosis at any point in my life – not until later in 2025 when watching youtube did I even learn about it enough to start stretches, and I still am noy quite sure I have ‘hit the nail on the head’}. So, at my 2nd Chyro visit, (chiropractor, Dr Mohammed) about my sore back (no more pool) while I was there, I thought I should ask him about my foot, he took one quick look and straight away diagnosed it as Collapsed Arch, and said to check my boots, which I did and of course I could see the problem (there was a hole the size of a 20c coin in the left one – deliberate, I suspect, as I heard them wanting to handicap me – I dismissed it at the time) So, I threw them out, finally. I was told it would take 12 months to heal. 12 months has been and gone and I can feel that it’s better than before, not as floppy, but it’s still very painful. I can’t walk still or do any exercise or gardening that I’d like to do, my butt is getting huge and I predict it will take another 12 months to heal fully. By the way this was not a negligent part on my behalf, I mean perhaps after that initial doctors visit I could’ve visited a whole series of other doctors to get a second opinion, but I really believed it was just from those things that I mentioned, and it was slow to heal, anyway because of this ongoing foot problem, and I had written about it on Facebook, - a story called “Could You All Please Prey For My Foot” -I believe there were certain members in the community of Agnes Water/Miriam Vale/Colosseum and Bundaberg (complete stupid bimbo people) who thought it wasn’t healed as I wasn’t looking after myself and I hadn’t been to the doctors, and so I must be crazy. There are Dr/Nurse predators on Facebook who look for ‘victims’ to play their ‘cat and mouse‘ games with. It was an ‘accumulation of thought like this, that contributed to the dogs then locking me up for seven days at Bundaberg Metal Health ward – prison (full on guarded prison), to see if I was ‘crazy’. Curse those people to death and I hope they get cancer and die (what a total bully 101 experience – all those Dr’s and nurses involved are guilty and should be shut down). Apology not accepted. {BTW, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak} Okay so after the foot diagnosis there’s a whole heap more problems, they said I could go on a care plan and a care plan basically means that the government will pay for five visits to either a specialists (it’s called Chronic disease management plan ). In theory that’s what’s meant to happen but that’s not what happens at all, both the physio and the Chyro charge an initial fee of $70 / $40, you get $15 back from physio and none from the Chyro, but then in my case the Chyro charged this fee twice (because he’s greedy) and the physio also charged me twice because she said the nurse at Gin Gin hospital, Nurse Annette, who made my care plan, made a mistake (BTW, when I was seeing that nurse at the Gin Gin hospital, I was harassed by at least 4 short female dogs (they’re often short, I call them short and stupid now) who were harassing me from the next room down, they also followed me after I left the hospital and when I was parked outside the nearby hardware shop, they broke into my car and stolen the forms that the nurse had just given me DOGS, this is typical stupid female dog behaviour – most women have no idea how stupid they are) And, again, at that hospital, there is a travelling physio that comes every so often that bulk bills, I was meant to see that one there, part of my care plan, but when I called them, the bimbo girl said they didn’t have any available appointment for 3 months. So, I had to travel to Bundaberg. This is very typical, those dogs favour their friends, and don’t give appointments to women they do not know or like. That girl was just being difficult, I’m certain she would’ve had appointments available, but she was carrying on like a dog; because I really wanted appointment and so she was doing the opposite, so NO, you can’t have one - it’s typical stupid dog behaviour. I can sense it a mile off. Stupid female dogs. WHAT THE HELL? WAKE UP WOMEN, YOU’RE EMBARRASSING. I must mention the first time I saw the Dr there, no problems (wow), although it is really up the nurse and receptionists to decide about my care Plan, the Dr has nothing to do with it except sign the paper work at the end. I am pretty sure it is NOT meant to be this way. Also, later when I tried to make a 2nd appointment with that Dr, again the receptionists said again, no you can’t see him, how about a nice intern? At this point, since I had been ‘abducted’ against my will by the dogs for 7 days, I knew then the importance of having the same Dr. So, I insisted I see that particular once again, first time I had insisted such a thing, they came up with all sorts of excuses, “he is out of the country, he is being detained, he is on holiday, he is on holiday again, we made a mistake with our appointments”, and anyway, 3 mnths it took, but I was finally able to see the same Dr twice! (This is really typical, all receptionists do it, I am never ‘allowed’ to see the same Dr twice - weirdos) And by the way it actually can’t be proved that you have a collapsed arch, you can only visibly see it when it’s at the extreme worst, and your foot’s all floppy, but as it heals, it no longer is so floppy, so you can’t see the pain, unless it is hot, and the inflammation is quite visible (your skin bulges). I saw my foot when it was at the flop stage, flop flop, and boy, I wish I had of videoed it, because I have not actually seen any videos of anything quite similar, when I scoured YouTube, even though there are quite some bad cases of collapsed arch – there are different types of Collapsed Arch. I didn’t see anything that resembled what my foot looked like. And so, because it can’t be proved, aside from the initial siting, which if the doctor didn’t see it, as in my case, then he would be fairly clueless. But going to work every day, would be unbearable – you really cannot walk at all, there has to be no pressure put on that foot, even getting up to go the loo, should be avoided! so it is unbearable having a collapsed arch. Because, what happens, you can walk around with only a little pain, but that activity makes it not heel, and if you keep going, pretty soon, you will see flop flop again, as your foot goes back to square 1. I’m pretty sure if they paid a podiatrist to find out the truth, they could get it if they really tried. So, I feel there’s really no excuses; exemptions should be given for people who have collapsed arch, and a disability pension applied (a disability is more than unemployment) I want to add, my case was pretty bad, and apparently a typical collapsed arch would only take 12 months to heal, but mine has been over 4 years and it still hasn’t healed, and it may be permanent, if you read my photo story about it, you will see why, I did serious damage to it. Plus, I had to move 5 times with a collapsed arch. And, I think there is another particular issue that you can see here: some people have a problem (a ‘problem’ being an understated word) with old people and UNEMPLOYED people receiving FREE medical treatment, (including dentistry) but that’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, 30yrs ago, and they have set ‘X’ amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. And btw, most of my medical issues that I have had to go to a Dr about, have been injuries brought on by other people anyway. I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia. EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for physio, Chyro, and massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t, especially, include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the physical body than a GP doctor. BTW, this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 30 years. PLUS, often specialists are required for diagnosis, if a GP can’t do it, and this isn’t even factored in at all. This was the problem about my foot, the GP couldn’t diagnose it, and so it went undiagnosed for 2yrs, and became a major problem, and now is possibly not going to heal ever, just because of the incompetence of the GP. That GP should have immediately referred me to a specialist, and the specialist should’ve been included in my bulk billing appointment. This is a total inadequacy, an adequacy on behalf of the Australian government. IT MIGHT HAVE HEALED BY NOW IF DIAGONIZED AND WORKBOOTS WERE REPLACED. Curse the gov. And so, the government pretends to pay for everything, but in reality, don’t. A physio and Chiro help, but they don’t cure my Plantar fasciitis at all, it’s just a matter of time and immobility, and probably massage from a gentle ‘alternative’ type person would help. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for five years now from this infliction, and I am unable to walk properly or do exercise, I am entitled to disability payment, that’s what it says on the disability Centrelink website. And disability payment is $300/fortnight more than my income now. So, it will be well worth my effort to apply for disability. So, I did, but because of the ways that it was diagnosed; A Chyro - chiropractor diagnosed it, Dr Mohammed - just at the end of a back session, I just said to him would you please take a look at my foot, it’s so sore. He took one look at it and said straightaway, you have got collapsed arch. So finally!! I had some sort of answer, I looked it up, read about it, I looked at my foot properly, and indeed, I could see indeed the arch had fully collapsed, it was all floppy. So, Centrelink refused my disability, because it hadn’t been diagnosed ‘properly’. Apparently, a chiropractor who diagnoses it, isn’t good enough, they don’t believe him, although that chiropractor Dr Mohammed from Bundaberg / Gin Gin, did refuse to put it in writing! So, then I had to go to all the problems of obtaining all my medical records back to 2018 when I went to the doctor about it initially. And it’s so happened as a part of my care plan, I went and saw a podiatrist, Paul Wang because due to all the limping I had to do on my bad foot, my other foot had some pain, pins and needles, and he diagnose that as “toe impingement”, and he could see the planta fasciitis on my left foot. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me, apparently, he has left the clinic. Although his name is still listed at the podiatrist place in Bundaberg and because I later went to that place “advance foot care” and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! Plus, Paul Wang didn’t charge me at all, as per the Plan, and I shouldn’t have been charged by Taylor, but she charged $150, so not only are they stealing from me, but possible wrong fully diagnosing my foot! Also, I suspect Paul Wang actually does still work there, but he didn’t want to see me because he knows that I have Collapse Arch, and they didn’t want to put it in writing (all the dogs were there) Later that day I went to the Dr, Dr Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, from walking that day, but instead of letting Centrelink know that I plainly cannot walk on my foot, or my leg swells up, he did nothing – he is an idiot. The woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass – so both of them arses. (Dr Abass, when I went to him for proof that I had a Collapsed Arch, he said he couldn’t give it to me.) Yet another clueless GP. I will keep persisting with an appeal. Still denied – Centrelink CUNTS, July 2022 – still cannot walk for longer than 10 minutes and have foot pain. So, I want to further add to that appointment, because that swelling in my left leg and pain particularly around my knee lasted for a couple of days, but what I noticed that the pain extended right up my left side and into my left boob. So, the podiatrist who, just before was poking, prodding, and rubbing the ball of my foot, for what seems like at least 20 minutes in painful manner, also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad - she did something to my foot which set something off on my left side. I TOLD YOU I CAN’T WALK ON MY FOOT. Or this is what happens. Dr Enzo had no idea what was wrong with it – NONE. I want to add, that bloody Dr, saw, blatantly that my knee was twice its normal size, I could not walk properly or bend it, yet, he completely ignored it, as like, “it never happened, I don’t see any problems at all” –‘I will protect that bimbo podiatrists with any lies necessary’. And this is at least the 4th time something like this has happened. Either covering up for another Dr’s fuck up, whether it be deliberate or accidental. OR a doctor just completely ignoring symptoms, if they don’t know what the problem is, OR, does not want anyone to know that I have that particular affliction – don’t ask me what their motive is in that case? I would say, 6/10 Dr Visits, this is the case – not good odds if you go to a Dr. Also, I have fluid and swelling in my whole left leg now, that extends into my left breast, and lymph nodes. And so, I went to Friendlies Hospital in Bundaberg, Sarah the lymphoedema physio, and omg TOTAL FAKER. I know for a fact, that she has no idea where the lymph nodes are located around the ankle and calf, in fact she pretty much ‘stroked’ the opposite of where they are located. She is a fake doctor. If this does not demonstrate her incompetence, then it demonstrates her total lack of respect for me, and desire to do the opposite of what she should be doing. She also tried to talk me into spending $80 on a stocking, and said she would bulk bill me, but then DID not, charging my cc $80 she is a thief aswell. And I told you, all physio and chiro can be bulk billed. If they charge, they are being greedy thieves. So, I recommend not going to see any more chiros or physios, or anything. A reflexologist has more of a clue about lymph’s than she does – bimbo. So, several months later, I’m still getting pain in my left boob plus it’s red. Maybe the podiatrist set off a pre-existing injury, as I was kicked in that boob several years ago which caused a big huge inflammation of the cysts, (which were removed), and that boob to, was also squashed brutally by a bitchy bimbo female lab technician at the Melbourne hospital during a scan. So possibly those two past injuries maybe the root of this new aggravation, or it could be something else like mould in my new unit? I am not sure; I’m going to have to make another doctor’s appointment to try and determine what the problem is. So, both that MPB Dr and the podiatrist, had no idea what either was doing. So, after trying to get an appointment in my new location, I eventually did, (no thanks to the local Lockwood Drs – more bimbo receptionists. {actually, later I tried to get a second app, and again, no luck, had to go to the hospital emergency outpatient unit, AGAIN, where I think I saw Emma Finylson, the thief. Just bloody useless. (And there are heaps of doctors here, with bimbo receptionists network who refuse to give me an appointment – I think they all must be all manipulated by that stupid blonde receptionists in Chatswood – the DOG NETWORK on text messaging.) Those receptionists seem NOT to realize just exactly what their job is; all they have to do is make the appointment, that’s it. They do not get to decide if the person actually needs to appointment or not – they are far too stupid to do that. So, I did make another appointment, a female, Dr Narelle Armstrong, she had no idea, so sent me for a breast ultrasound. (She did this to power trip as SHE DOES NOT KNOW WHY I HAVE SORE LYMPHS, PLUS, she does not know how to treat Planta fasciitis, she said after the boob is sorted, she will send me to an exercise physiologist – and there is no such thing) The ultrasound guy said I had no lumps. However, 2 weeks later when I saw her again (I could not get in sooner – I suspect bimbo reception problem again, even though I had to go for a tick on my head, but still could not get in and had to go to the emergency outpatient unit at the hospital. But Dr Armstrong said there was a lump in my other boob and I need a mammogram and biopsy at Mackay. But seriously – there is no lump in my other boob, I have checked and checked. I really think she made it up, just like how Abass sent me for a foot Xray and ultrasound – as they cannot see a collapsed arch from either, so it would be pointless doing. Anyway, I phoned the radiology all the way up in Mackay, and guess what, they want $70. So, this is what this is about - the money. The money and they fact that’s she does not know why I have sore lymph’s under my arm and on my right breast. So, she totally concocted some bullshit for her to power trip, so she would not feel bad at not knowing what the real problem is. She wanted me to drive all the way up to Mackay to have a boob syringed out only there was nothing to syringed out! THIS is the epitome of stupidity. I will not be going for a biopsy. Btw I did email her after they said they were going to charge me, and she emailed me back saying she has sorted it, and then one of the bimbo radiologist receptionists called me to say it would be bulk billed – so there you go, they can, and should have bulk billed ALL my appointments. The ones that charged me are greedy thieves, I am going to name them: Cody Amos, Taylor Tatarelli aka Taylor Wilk, Dr Mohamed Hussein, and Sarah Atkinson, all from Bundaberg. I later found out that this whole lymph thing, is a “thing” with doctors. There has been no intelligence about the lymph system and lymph problems, aside from women who have had lymph nodes removed due to breast cancer. This is now, the only area where they think it’s of concern - they don’t acknowledge the fact that one, can have lymph problems at all. But they are starting to recognise it, as we have new forms of communications, like YouTube and Facebook. And you know how women like to talk! By the way, I remember back in 1999, when I moved onto a farm near Gunnedah, I first noticed I had lymph problems then, I didn’t know that that’s what it was at the time - I thought it was just some sort of weird sex thing, because it was such a relief when the lymph fluid was moved! So silly! But I suspect actually this is the reason why there’s not much information on it either - people are very prudish (which is another strange weird phenomena!). So, lymph problems are not a sexual problem (!). I look at my situation back then, and the house I was living in wasn’t insulated/built well, so it was very hot in summer/cold in winter. I didn’t have much money, so I would’ve been eating properly, I was smoking, probably as a food substitute, but I was doing a lot of horse-riding, and I was fairly physically active and well then - although not as active as the prior 10 years, that I had been working on my feet all day long. So, it was one of those factors or maybe a combination of all of them to stir up trouble in my lymph system. Oh! not to mention my jodhpurs could’ve been too tight, or maybe I didn’t even have jodhpurs at that point, and I was wearing jeans, in which case, that would’ve caused problems I’m sure, having no stretch, so pulled tight over my leg muscles whilst riding. I should do the 40km drive up to Mackay for a lymphatic drainage massage, but all the medical professionals that I’ve seen over the past 5 years have been big fat fakers, so have decided not to waste my money. {I have since discovered a reflexologists on YouTube, Dr Adam Thomas, and he instructs how to self massage, well actually he shows other reflexologists how to , and so anyone can see how to – and you can do it yourself, as I tried it and – OMG, so affective, thankyou thankyou, and for free. And, just remembered, I did have some mild lymph pain before I saw that evil podiatrist, at first I remember it started with spa use – my spa, arms resting over the top, contacting some sort of bacterial infection? The next day my lid that sits on top where my arms went, turned black with mould. But then someone told me it may have been sewage being emptied nearby at MPB? Yuk, I am fairly sure it is spa? But then I did remember specifically after I did some freestyle when I first went to MPB, I HAD SORE LYMPHS, and I don’t think I had my spa back then, no, I did not. So maybe neither spa or sewage, but it’s just exercise?? Who knows. God, do they really empty sewage into the ocean? Backwards idiots. {I just reread my story “Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems”, I mention some woman I spoke to on the phone re my Lymphs – she may be the root cause of the podiatrists behaviour back at Bundaberg?} Sometimes I think Telstra muck up everybody's communication; they're so facetious and rude and disrespectful, and bitchy, to customers, so everybody's calls get rerouted or whatever, so no one can do proper business……. Btw, at the hospital when I had the infected tick treated, thieving dogs turned up while I was waiting (they sometimes wear pink clothes, same ones as at Gin Gin hospital who followed me and stole my Care Plan out of the car), they followed me to the Sarina chemist and tried to steal from me at the chemist (via PBS/non PBS prices - Sarina chemist are just as guilty as the dogs who manipulate them.) It’s a highly organised crime scam. By the way, when I complained about this to the health authorities, they got back to me and told me that “we’ll we won’t do anything about this, we will protect everyone who works at the hospitals and in the industry, over you, and will call you crazy if you call and make anymore complaints again” – well, they didn’t outrightly say that, they said it in a round about way, but that message was loud and clear. If I want to put a complaint in the future, then it has to be done anonymously. I’d say you can’t trust any woman who works in the health industry in Australia they’re all bloody dodgy. No ‘gay’ radar, a victim radar – we want money we want money we want money we want money we want money. Here is a good spot to mention, that female Dr, I felt, was in cahoots with quite a few other women, because I had women sniffing around me at that particular time - women who wear pink (hot pink – they seem to be related to raising money for fake breast cancer? They are evil and not ‘working for the good’ Olivia Newton John inspired little thieves) So, I felt like they were working in conjunction, to get me to go on this unnecessary trip up to the imaging Centre, about my boob. I felt like they wanted to treat me like a mouse, and play their “cat and mouse game” (they picked the wrong person). But I strongly suspect, and I have no proof of this, but I strongly suspect there would have been “boob removal” in the name of breast cancer, when in fact it was just a bunch of bitchy girls playing “cat and mouse” games. You should never underestimate how evil women are. I find in society, most people do. I recommend 5 opinions before major surgery – GREED I want to mention, back at Dr Enzo who took my weight and height, said I was slightly overweight and I ought to lose some. I felt he was totally right. I have always been slim, but now after 5 yrs sore foot and no walking or anything, not so much, I look normal, and for me, that is overweight. I specifically mention this, as I have dogs on Netflix who try to manipulate ‘forced feeding’ – this is actually really easy to do in the image world, all you have to do is present a food image, and voilà the person watching is hungry. They do it normally as in, a pre written script, they also do it ‘live’, at a big expense. It is a form of abuse. There are people also who do signs, saying that “I am blind” and thus lose my things, rather than admit to bimbos stealing them. {Wrong, not blind} Also, there are people saying I have dementia, Alzheimer’s, rather than admit BLONDE bimbos stealing from me - {Wrong again, and fuck off you stupid sign dogs, stop doing disrespectful signs}. I did get scratched by my cat badly after a tragic incident involving my Builyan neighbours. I went to Agnes Water Discovery Coast Medical Centre, Dr Scanlan, who gave me antibiotics, (the right one) and then a Tetanus shot, - the Tetanus shot, caused 15 months of major arm pain, unable to lift arm up – and I had to relocate in that period – oh what a joy.) Tetanus is NOT necessary (antibiotics work just fine on all related medical situations, even for something deep and serious) and any Dr knows it. This guy is just a prick who needs to be sued, as does the greedy pharmaceutical people who entice Dr's to give them out still – money making scam. Apparently that Dr called me, he said it was the Dr who owned that clinic – he called 15mnths later , like a week after my arm stopped hurting finally, and I could now lift it up. {Not a coincidence}. And he said, it is the girl who decides about Tetanus – tell the girl, he implied it was the girls who insisted I have a Tetanus shot, but I remember Dr Scanlan asked the girls to administer a Tetanus. Later, in 2025, I learnt about Fascia, as it is the fascia causing problems in my back, and possibly foot. Anyway, I suspect the reason I could not lift up my arm after the shot for so long, was because the girl twisted my fascia somehow, with the needle – and possibly deliberatley?? I did not know fascia was a thing before, but, a nurse, probably did know about it, and it was a nurse who administered the shot. They are such cunts. Also, I think it was that Dr, who I spoke to about Mylanta, I have to take Mylanta for heartburn, like every day, sometimes 2 or 3 tablets, (from when I was 18-20, studying and living off tomatoes and bread), and I asked him if I should take other medication instead, he prescribed something, I tried it, but felt it was not as affective as Mylanta, plus there was a risk to my stomach, apparently it has side affects of ulcers. So I switched back to Mylanta. Btw, Mylanta is bicarb soda ($3.95/kg), plus sweetner so it is palatable; and Mylanta people are charging $14-$18 a packet for “bicarb” tablets!! Scam. Not sure why China has not produced a non generic brand!! Plus Mylanta people change the ingredients list on the packaging, without changing the product. Maybe it was Dr Abass who I spoke to about Mylanta? I want to mention, a lot of Dr’s, especially now, rather than when I was younger want to do blood tests. I feel this a scam, especially if I have not told the Dr, I was having any specific symptoms that would warrant a blood test – I feel it as a moneymaking scam for new pathology labs. Plus, Queensland Health offers “The Spectacle Supply Scheme”;1 pair of glasses to healthcare card holders every two years. But it turns out only if you pay them $35 for the eye scan. Scam. Also, I developed arthritis in my knee when I was about 42. This was diagnosed by DR Nasma Rahman at the Gunnedah Rural Health clinic in 2013, when I went to see her about a cyst in my boob. However, she or, should I say Stephanie Huntly, the document recorder, failed to say what type of arthritis, or write this up in my medical records – oh no, that’s not going to cause any problems. Stupid. Actually there were 3 names on my medical records, Stephanie Huntly, Katrina Nowland and Lisa Sutherland, it was not 100% clear which girl did what, it certainly was not made clear at my appointment that it was being recorded. And part of the report was cut off. Maybe the ‘recorder’ girl took notes from the Dr afterwards? Who knows how they do their ‘shit’ – but I am thinking all appointments should be camera and audio recorded. Plus, I personally believe, I have knee arthritis that is caused from old injuries. And the only type of injury that my knees have sustained is from when I was at school (NEGS), and I was forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers in church twice a week, it was extremely painful at the time, and it was a ‘thing’ that not only the referend, but the school principal and girls in the choir who did not have to kneel, enjoyed inflicting this pain on the other girls – they deserve cancer. Every time I stand up, I am in pain, I can no longer ride my bike or do other things, only 47 now. I wish to sue the school, but the 4 lawyers who bothered to get back to me, refused. Lawyers are trained monkees in this country. (I had NEGS girls (stupid ones) pursuing me my whole life trying to inflict pain on me due to those church services) I should mention I was thrown from a horse once and hurt my knee, this is why that knee is worse, I am pretty sure. Although information about this type of arthritis changes every time, I look it up on google. I was diagnosed with arthritis in my knees in 2013 by Dr Nazma Rahman, however she didn’t tell me what type of arthritis. So I went to a local doctor here to find out, he sent me to have an x-ray of my knees (?). Then he said I don’t have arthritis. He is a bloody idiot. mmm all these years of imagined arthritis symptons! – yeah right. I absolutely do, but he said I didn’t because he wants me to go to see a physio on a care plan - which the government pays for, because you see, that clinic down there “Family Practice”, is run by receptionists who are wives and friends of other health related people, trying to make money for themselves. So, they want money for physio, and not money to treat my problem – see those doctors are run by receptionists. He also said I would need an MRI scan to see arthritis or my plantar fasciitis, but that is too expensive and they do not bulk bill. In Gunnedah they bulk billed me for brain MIR same at Bundaberg – that’s 2 scans wasted, when they could have done my foot to see the collapsed arch, or my knee to see arthritis. Not to mention Dr Abass sending me for ultrasound and Xray on my foot when only an MRI scan will show it. Idiots wasting my time and tax payers money. Btw, a little birdy told me the real reason they are denying I have arthritis in the knees now, is because there is a new cure, an expensive one, so they do not want me to be able to access that treatment, so they just deny I have it. The whole medical world is full of dodgy liars. Oh, in 2023, I came across a medical form from Dr Abass I think, he mentioned on my care plan I had arthritis, and listed which type, but I can’t recall off the top of my head what type it was, and don’t ask what form, I have so many on file now! But its there somewhere, in black and white. And the Dr who said I did not have arthritis, also said he knows “one can have plantar fasciitis, without it being seen by eye or detected machine” – so its like he has major common sense in this area, but none in the arthritis area!! I have a very old memory of when I was young, my 4yr old sister was taken to the emergency hospital at Tamworth for a BADLY broken leg, she was in a LOT of pain and I clearly remember the neglect we experienced at the hospital, waiting for hours and hours, and my sister screaming and crying the whole time. “We had to wait our turn in the queue”. SCREAMING hrs hrs…. Such bimbo lack of common-sense behaviour, I can’t believe it. GO AND GET THE DOCTOR. The lack of common sense in young women is scary. Actually, I believe that “waiting our turn” would have stemmed from no one being ‘allowed’ to be different or special; each person had to wait their turn. The more I think about this whole ‘special’ issue, the bigger the deal I realize it is. People especially in country areas, are really threatened by anyone who is perceived as special, nobody likes to think of anybody else more special than them - it’s a total ego bimbo concept. And, along the same lines as someone who boasts and skytes about how good they are at something; that person gets fully shunned from the group, or family, or school, or whatever the situation. I have seen it many times. This comes from a lack of pride, it’s a total tall poppy syndrome, and very common in rural Australia, which we need to evolve out of, because there are many special people. Although I heard after I wrote this it happens in the city too, to celebrities, young tv stars. “Oh, you think your special” punch! Stupid people suffer from this syndrome. But also with female hospital staff, their lack of common sense is due from “sleeping beauty” affect, which, is the governments fault, as there is a total unwillingness to ‘wake’ up young women, they like stupid bimbo women, the more stupid the better as far as A LOT of people are concerned, mainly men. It means no complaining about ALL the injustices going on in the world. See. You can't fix what you can't see. This was the main reason I was ban from FACEBOOK - let sleeping dogs lie. Another from mum - when my little brother was born, (4th born- always complications, really and truly I don’t know why mothers have more than two kids - they want to make things difficult for their offspring, so many medical problems always exist with more than 1 child. Anyway – my little brother, Tomas, when he was born, had something wrong with his ribs, I can’t quite remember the details, but it involved him throwing up, he could not keep down his milk. Mum took him to the doctors repeatedly, and the bimbo receptionist refused to give mum an appointment, she got to the point where she was an absolute wreck, because she knew that her little boy was going to die if he didn’t get some sort of medical assistance, so she really had to fight for him and get angry at the stupid bimbo receptionist in order for the doctor to see her child, and of course when they did, he was immediately flown down to Sydney for an operation, which saved his life. (Let me guess, STUPID DOGS DOING THE OPPOSITE – she really had to see a doctor so they said no, if she had of approached the receptionist: oh well, I might need an appointment, or I might not….”, then they would have made an appointment for her. Bloody STUPID female dogs. Also, from many yrs ago, when I was 10, the school I was about to attend required a medical check. The Dr at Gunnedah gave me one, I clearly remember he did a ‘squirm factor check’ – that is, to inflict pain for as long as it takes for the victim to squirm. I guess if the child does not squirm ever, there would be a problem, or possible future victim in the network of paedophiles. (Teach your child to ‘squirm’ when in pain or are uncomfortable) btw, I found in life, as a woman, this is one of the biggest things men do, to attack women, they enjoy making them feel uncomfortable – looking for that squirm factor. (Sidebar; You know, one that that really annoys me is parents and or Doctors who don’t tell their patient what’s wrong with them, they try to ‘protect’ the patient / child from devasting news – this IS SO WRONG I CAN’T BELIEVE IT people still do it and it is a part of ‘powertripping’ more so than having the patients/child’s best interest at heart. - not that I think Drs know about the virus correlation, but other health problems) Oh, and since I have no pool anymore for my back, (2023) sometimes I strain it, usually just 1 side, and I need to go to a Physio, but I can’t, it’s too expensive, some charge up to $200 for initial consult. And I cannot get a part medicare rebate for Physio either, like the people on a ‘health care plan' can, as my back only gets strained sometimes, it’s not a permanent thing. So I have to just lay in bed for 1-2 weeks until I can move again. Health care in Australia, what healthcare? And of course, I have to mention what a total scam the mental health industry is in this country, it’s a total moneymaking, job creation, female dominated area that is full of bullies/predators and cats who just want to play the Cat and Mouse game. It’s an area you should stay well away from-take matters into your own hands. (Including all medications for mental health - total money-making power tripping scam, in my experience, I find most nursing staff in a nursing home delusional about medication. Often people are there because they are in the process of dying, and there is no help that can be given, but a nurse has only the knowledge that they are there to help, so if they can’t help, then they can give them a tablet and feel then that they are helping. And this is also true in hospitals and mental units, where a person has been put there because they are scarring the pencil pushers, (often just for speaking the truth but in a loud ‘scary’ voice) so they are classed as someone with ‘mental health issues’, and thus must be put on medication. Just because they have a concern and speak in a raised voice! This is really a joke, and I can’t believe it has not come to light about the complete stupidity of this practice. That type of medication will do more harm than good. WAKE UP bims. Don’t get me started on the dentist visits either, there has been a whole string of bad ones. My main issue with dentists is doing work that doesn’t need to be done, they just want your money. (Plus, the teeth torture/NEGS time) All in all, it’s a good thing I’m a pretty healthy person, and had a fortunate childhood with healthy food and an intelligent mother who knew how to feed her kids, to make sure we were fit and healthy. Thankyou mum! 2024 - I need to update this, 2yrs later, I am now living in Sarina, and I STILL have a Collapsed Arch. 6 yrs. To cut a long story short, I have worked out I can heel it with cold, 3hrs cold treatment below the neck. (I write about it in detail on “Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis “ page 15). But now, so far, this treatment has been unavailable to me. And certainly, no Dr in Sarina, or Gin Gin, or Gunnedah, is aware of it. (!) BTW, having plantar fasciitis means that I can't really walk or do any exercise, because it just hurts and doesn't heal. You can't believe how much weight I've put on NOT being able to do any exercise for six years. So, every three months I have to go to the Dr, as I need a doctors medical certificate to give Centrelink. So that's what I've been doing, ($44 each time, what a waste of money), and then eventually Centrelink contacted me, and said “well we no longer believe you, you don't have a collapsed arch or you have to provide better proof, otherwise you now have to jump through our hoops” and went ahead and made an appointment with a ‘new’ jobs provider, after first cutting my pay, and harassing me by phone with multiple calls. (They said this, because if you are receiving medical certificates for more than 3 years, they put you on disability – but they do not want to put me on disability as it is considerably more money than unemployment’s. – They are screwing me (AGAIN). So if you have a medical certificate you don't have to jump through their cunt power tripping activity hoops. So I go back to the doctor and said that they didn't believe me and I need more proof! So then the doctor tells me, this whole time he's been giving me medical certificates for my back, and not my foot! Can you believe that! I’m thinking: You know, I have it in writing from you; COLLAPSED ARCH! What the fuck! –He said he will prescribe another ultrasound and xray (even though I already had done this. He also said I have a back problem which he will sort out (I never mentioned to him anything about my back (!) – he said my back problem is more significant than my foot problem! What the!! Now, I believe he said this, because, I mean, how would he know? No mention to him about my back EVER, (compared to my foot, my back, as far as I was concerned, was not a real problem, my foot was way more of a problem, as I COULD NOT WALK). But, they were doing a ‘thing’ in the medical world, about fascia - it's a new thing that they have discovered, which they thought before was kind of irrelevant, just the connective tissue holding muscle, but it turns out that you can have fascia problems. And someone in the medical world must have wondered why I was having back problems while I was at Gin Gin, looked into it, and made a discovery!! Yah for that person. I mean, I was and still am having problems; after doing laborious activities such as my gardening, I could not stand up properly. I thought it was from my long butt length hair, because when I wash it I am doing a repetitive brush to remove all the tangles, and it's quite hard work, I would exit the shower with a rapid heartbeat. But when I got my haircut in 2022, I found the problem didn't go away. So, Dr Eche, in 2025 told me, it's because of my scoliosis, the curve is bad enough to cause these movement problems related to the Fascia. (The Dr I saw at Gin Gin – no mention of the problem at all. NONE) I find it very strange, because I've gone my whole life without ever having any back problems, aside from sciatica from shovelling horse manure, and I don't believe that was because of the scoliosis, I believe that was from physical activity - actually even then, because at the time I got sciatica I was in my 30s, early 30s and still young, healthy, and fit. Looking back, I don't see any physical reason why I should've got put my back out - all I was doing was shovelling, and it wasn't like I was pushing myself for hours on end…. I have come to the conclusion the ‘real’ reason I got sciatica back then, was because of “childbirth” or should I say, lack of “childbirth” - you see, many woman have to go through it, this unbearable pain of giving birth. But, I don't have to! I can just blasé along life without experiencing that excruciating pain! Unfortunatly has penance for not giving birth, I instead was given the experience of sciatica – bummer. In 2001, I was heavily getting into creating my garden, and one day I was shovelling some horse manure out of the trailer that my sister (Penny) and I had just collected from the race track (not that my sister actually contributed to any of the work involved! she was the driver and the watcher!) So, all of a sudden when I was shovelling, my back kind of just went twinge, and was painful. I didn't understand what was happening and just kept shovelling till it was all done (whoops). The next day or maybe just a bit later, I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now, 25 years ago) So I was in an extreme amount of pain, my whole right leg swelled up considerably (or was it left?). All I had was some Mersyndol that my aunt had given me for when I had my wisdom teeth removed (which looking back I probably shouldn't of had removed as they weren't causing me any problems), so I kept taking these tablets waiting for them to work, but after 10 tablets there was no difference, that pain medication was pointless (it was from 1991, so maybe expired?) I did not take them all at once, it was over about 12 hrs, waiting, waiting…..so, I wasn't sure what to do, it was more than typical pain and bruise that one encounters in day to day life. So, I called dad and dad said he would come out and take me to the hospital. Now it was the wee hours of the morning by then, (tired and ugly) {not angry, still young and sweetly spoken}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain in my back, and I took Mersyndol for it, but that it didn't make any difference at all - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought (in retrospect, I can see they thought) that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) But I didn't know that this is what they thought, so what they did was give me some medication {which I thought would help with the pain}, but instead, it was one of those vomiting medications, and so I spent the next few hours vomiting every 15 minutes to the second. So, the pain in my back and leg was now topped with this having to get up every 15 minutes (I did not know they gave me this medication – if I had of known, I would have got a bloody bucket – how could they give me medication and not tell me what it was? What's wrong with those stupid nurses). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Not to mention my back pain. Honestly looking back on it now, as someone who is not so young and sweetly spoken; I can't begin to describe how angry I am about this cruel stupidity on behalf of Gunnedah hospital. All of the people involved in this situation have major problems. What? do you always believe the gossips: How many times do I have to say it: NOT ON DRUGS and PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY – you stupid bimbos. (This may have something to do with my little sister? Apparently she told all her friends that I was on drugs, so the girls at that hospital must have herd the gossip and believed it? My little sister is a little shit). So, anyway, the following 3 mnths I could not walk, luckily the rental had wooden floorboards so I could just sit on my office chair and glide myself around. I couldn't even put my foot in my shoe; my leg was still huge. So, one of Penny’s friend eventually, casually, mentioned to me, just by chance one day, when penny was not there......, ‘that doctor I saw at the hospital was two days away from retirement, I should see someone else’ (Like, on my blog, I have mentioned the receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refused to give me Dr appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward (they discriminate, it seems based on looks)). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those idiots. So, in those 3mnths I saved up a little money and went and saw a masseuse, I had 4 sessions, she kind of helped but not really, there's only so much a masseuse can do it with sciatica – not that she admitted as such, she was happy to take my money. I was still young and not aware I should have gone to a chiropractor. I didn't even know I had sciatica as it was never diagnosed. But eventually I could walk and it wasn't that painful anymore. I ended up leaving the farm and went down to Melbourne RMIT, when I was there I saw a chiropractor (not the ones at RMIT chiro school {I wrote a whole story about those female twits – probably from Gunnedah hospital}. So, this guy gave me an adjustment and it was kind of an instant relief. I was much better after that. So, at no point did anyone ever tell me I had sciatica. Eventually, years later just from hearing about what sciatica is, I realised “oh that's what I had”. I mean thank goodness we have YouTube now. The doctors, nurses and receptionists in Australia are 'stupids'. So, from time to time, I got a sore back, but then I got my lap pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately; like if I put my back out in pain, and then lie down perfectly straight on flat surface, and just wait, about 15 minutes, the disc that slipped out will go back in, and all will be fine again, no pain down the leg, no swelling. I still maintain that this back issue was not related to scoliosis, but some people reckon scoliosis is from muscle weakness, and some people reckon sciatica is from muscle weakness too. But after all my gardening I would have quite substantial muscles in my back. They think apparently the muscles have to be strong enough to keep the discs in place. So, I'm not an expert but I know that there are people out there now thinking that that's not entirely true. They're still figuring it out as far as I can tell. Oh, and when I was doing my freestyle, following the black line down the pool, all of a sudden I felt ‘click, click’ and my back realigned itself. Swimming pool – essential for anyone with scoliosis and or sciatica. Btw, I reckon that Doctor who they told me was two days away from retirement, would've had nothing to do with the situation, it would've been all stupid little girls who believe gossipy rumours that I'm on drugs and have mental problems. I can't believe what a witch hunt this whole area is, and how stupid women are. I will never see a female doctor ever, they are useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity, well, nurses. And note the narcissism "you don't have anything wrong with your back, it's all in your head." Rack off Cate Cameron you thieving little narc bimbo. As I read this, now in retrospect, I realise I will have to put in a complaint, even though it is 25 years later this is still completely unacceptable behaviour and they can't change if they don't even know what's going on, and so I did, (I noticed that they seem to have numerous departments you can complain to, and these departments seem to change on a weekly basis...). When I had to check the box 'what outcome do you want' I checked 'compensation'. Lol, as if these people are going to even admit what they did wrong, let alone compensate for it - why would they even offer that box?? But, I did get a response: “not enough evidence for an investigation and it happened too long ago”. Whatever. I complain here, it is way more effective than that gov department. Actually, a few years later, when I was at same hospital re facial nerve damage from homeopathic medication; I received the same form of discrimination by the nurses at reception (“no, nothing wrong here at all, all in your mind”) – even though there was a visible “drop face” on one side, still visible when I was there, – I could see that nurse looking at my photo of my mouth, on the day it happened when it was quite severe, and she was nodding her head as in oh yes, but then she was saying “oh no, not really anything wrong” – like she just did not want to deal with this issue, whether she did not know how, or just could be bothered, who knows? maybe they can’t do anything about that kind of nerve damage – not advanced enough?? Plus, she and her nurse friend got their male friend or acquaintance (male idiot) to steal something out of my car while I was there. They definatly need to be sued. So, back at Sarina, Dr Echhe said, I also have disc degenerative disease in all my lower L discs. I am to reduce physical activity and not do such labourious activities. (but I really like gardening and it's pretty much been my little business for the past 20 years, it is work that does not involve any DOGS (the main problem in my life- way worse than back probs, way worse than foot probs), and I would have no money at all if I haven't been doing it, since they refuse to give me a disability.) I reach a point where I can't stand up straight, and I can no longer walk, and I have to lie down, and you know the relief from just lying down is so great. You should hear me whingeing and moaning and heaving and hoeing, it's absurd. All this time I was thinking I need massage I must be tense, so whether that's true or not I don't know because I definitely can't afford a massage unless I went to Thailand. That's why I've had this secret dream of when I get the pension I'm going to just take my pension and go over to Thailand or some such country where they do massage for very cheap which they still do is like $10 for an hour and a half massage. It's extraordinary, and I'm thinking I need at least one every day to try and heal my tenseness, but since I have a fascia problem I'm not sure whether that will help?? Well, probably will, and I feel that's why, all these years I feel like I need a massage, it's because my fascia has kind of moved on my muscles and pushed them and pulled them, and a massage, preferably by a physio, would be able to help with that. Typical, got a health problem which involves the most expensive type of massage, and can't afford anyway.{Side bar: At the moment, updating in 2025, my legs are kind of looking like I have the measles or the chickenpox, and a severe case. I thought mainly it was from ingrown hairs, because I wax, and the older I get, the more my skin is getting “tougher”, but the hairs are getting finer, and so they're becoming ingrown, then I just keep scratching them until they're free, so it causes a big red sore. – But I recall, I used to have same problem when I was young, and noticed, I get bitten by bugs, a lot! I feel at this point that I'm getting picked on by a little bugs. I'm pretty sure most people won't have as many sores on their legs as I do. I remember going to the ocean when I was young and having no sores because the ocean saltwater cleared them up. I tried doing that here, but maybe I am not in the water long enough, but it does not work aswell. So, I think I've always been attacked by little bugs. You would think those bugs could be a little bit more grateful. I never use pesticides! I have written on my blog how beneficial massage is, plus atm, I'm learning about fascia and massage, I'm realising massage is just even better than what I thought and wrote. {I had permanent pins and needles in my mouth because of the dodgy dental work, but face massage stopped it!} Amazing. And YouTube has helped with the compression from my spine for degenerative disorder: stretching flat on back, simple and effective. Anyway, what I wanted to say about the bugs, is when the sores are healing they itch, they itch a lot, I get really itchy, and I feel like, God is a tight arse: not enough money for massage, so he gets the bugs to bite me so I inadvertently start rubbing all over in peculiar massage style! Lol} I was watching YouTube and they have a new idea that acupuncture can help with fascia and the needles inserted can stretch the fascia so maybe someone who knows what they're doing might help? I imagine though for acupuncturist it's a relatively new area as well I did look up local acupuncture in my area he says he has 30 years of experience and he charges $120 and it wasn't clear whether that was for the full session which was half an hour or for 10 minutes and each session last 30 minutes so like the website was implying that you have to pay three times $120 for a full session, which is just ridiculous, I don't know whether they were just being sneaky and smartarse or made a mistake with the 10 minutes? I remember going to an acupuncture when I was 20 at Hornsby, and it was free, I think they bulk billed? Back then anyone could go, walk in, walk outs all day, they had heaps of people coming and going. mmm, so yeah, at $120 acupuncture is definitely out. (Physio is $200, 1 whole weeks income). So all the time, after a while of doing anything strenuous, in fact like any work at all; cleaning or gardening, or making my planters, even dressmaking, and even sitting at a computer desk; eventually I would just get a sore back, and couldn't stand up properly, and would have to lie down. So, now that I know I have fascia problems (I used to call it “the Chinese stiff old man Disease from working in the rice paddocks”!! ), I believe, back at Gin Gin, when I was complaining of back problems they looked into it specifically, because I was unemployed, and I said that I have difficulties doing cleaning work, because of my back; and the fact that I was unemployed, plus the only honest woman in town, prompted them to look into why I couldn't clean; because rich housewives want someone honest who could clean for them. So, I believe God is aware of all the cunts in Australia and have given me this back problem deliberately so I wouldn't be roped into cleaning for some spoiled little rich stupid bimbo lol! too bad if your offended. You know back then at Gin Gin when I started having back issues, really I felt like I just needed a massage too maybe relax my back, or something, I wasn't really sure of anything, but I just knew a massage would prob help. I yearned for a massage. So I think looking back now as that was five years ago the main issue and problem and why it suddenly was a problem, because in fact, I've noted I can feel now, like there's a big twist in my back; if I put my hands on my hips and waist area I can feel my left side is normal flat back, but my right side literally twists, a big prominent twist in it, like that wasn't there before, so I think the cause of that, would be from having to relocate and lift all my furniture. I have quite a lot even though I've thrown 1/4 of it out and ¼ has been stolen, and another ¼ was left behind, you know having to move just your fridge for instance, it takes a lot of energy and effort, so I've had to do that 8 times in the past 7 years only 3 of those times did I have a couple of guys helping me {which goodness, made it so much easier}, So, yet another problem arising because I have to rent. I tell you it's such a problem, that people ought not be having kids at all if there's no prospect of home ownership - it's a total handicap and hardship. I latter changed my mind about scoliosis as the cause, and now think the ‘twist’ is fully related to walking on one foot, plus one injured foot. But again not sure. Plus I later again changed my mind when I put my back out in July 2025, simply bending over trying to look under the table (it was quite cold too), again I was confined to bed for five days, unable to walk or stand up straight, but I noticed that the pain whilst it was in my spine initially, possibly a pinched nerve? - in the centre of my back, it kind of moved over to the right, and this is where the curve of the scoliosis and the fascia problem comes into it, but then it affected my hips, my whole chest and underarms, plus my posture was really taking a dive, quite hunched by 2025 - so it would be all connected and related to the scoliosis, it's like a weakness brought out by the scoliosis. So, while it has seemed to take the medical profession a long time to work out the connection between scoliosis and fascia and general back weakness (diagnosed with scoliosis at school – but that was it, “you’ve got scoliosis“ – there was no mention of what that means, or fascia! They took an Xray, and told me the degree of curvature. But that was it. And then it was not until later in 2025 after searching “Fascia” and specific body part pain plus “posture”, on YouTube (thank goodness for YouTube, that I discovered techniques to alleviate the pain – also discovering the role lymph fluid blockages were playing, and was able to totally help myself through easy stretches; like lying on flat surface with towel under back opening my arm out and up, plus massage my chest lymph – total relief. I was able to go kayaking! And able to carry buckets of water without that painful twang and bedrest!! (There was a lot of youtubers talking about trauma and emotion causing these problems – and I say AS IF! Its all physical dearies! – a push to credit themselves, counsellor's that is! People who prey on the abused). Plus, I “fashioned” a relaxi sauna, its summer now, so look forward to it in winter especially. And also I want to say I get the feeling that there's discrimination at hospitals, DR’s and Centrelink; it's like oh you're born with this back problem so we will now give you a diagnose writing – a proven condition, we acknowledge this problem. But the foot problem, we're just going to ignore, no acknowledgement at all, because you either brought it on yourself from cleaning your pool, or the homeopath wrongly treated you giving you a big plantar wart causing big hole in boot, thus causing collapsed arch – we will NOT acknowledge that fuck up. Or my back, just happened to coincide with their research at the moment, on fascia; flavour of the month? They must not have done much research on plantar fasciitis, so they're just not going to bother dealing with it - I mean there's certainly been no attempts to treat it by the doctors. Actually same with my back, no treatment, just diagnosis. (Dr Eche did say I ought to get a proper chair to sit on (!) I do have a proper chair!) {Dogs: leave him alone. This is actually a thing, I don't think I've mentioned it before on my blog, in specifically this way, here is a good spot; anyone I mention, interact with, or even not mention but like if someone befriends me on Facebook, or something, then those people may have problems with the ‘dogs’ that torment me. Under the guise of “dogs who play sides” - there are definitely people out there who are trying to do this, and so if you say that you're friends with me, then they'll suddenly attack that person and make their life hell until they unfriend me. I deal with these dogs best I can, but I'm pretty sure not many other people will be able to handle them, in fact I haven't met anyone who could. They do exist, but are very rare.}. 15. Update on Plantar fasciitis 2023 (same as written “Life Stories” p1, Dr Experiences) (probably repeating myself a little here, sorry bout that reader) In December 2022, I felt my foot was actually really healing, it felt only slightly wrong, and I was perhaps only weeks away from a full cure. {HOORAY} But in late Dec, when the weather was so lovely and warm, I decided I should give my foot a final helping hand by going over to Armstrong Beach and walking in the soft squishy sand for a little, to stretch it out. I did, but after 50m or so, I realized the sand was rock hard there, not soft or squishy at all, I headed back, but too late, I think it has collapsed again, with heaps more pain, even a couple of weeks later. FUCK. I guess this means now, months if not years more of healing. Also, if I bother to go to the Dr and ask for a medical certificate stating I have plantar fasciitis, then I do not have to bother speaking to my horrible jobs provider every fortnight, (as you know how I feel about them if you have read my blog, (Centrelink Cunts), so I got one 3mnths ago, for the first time, (prob should have started in 2017 when it first collapsed). It certainly makes a decided difference to the quality of my life, not having to speak meet or call or hear from the jobs provider (even though btw, since I have my own business selling seeds, they have already stated I do not have to apply for the mandatory xx amount of jobs per fortnight; why I still have to speak with the provider does not make sense (rule made up by women no doubt.) Anyway, when the 3mnths expired I needed another one. That doctor who did the first one, left town, apparently, so I had to go to another. Now you would think, I would just present the medical evidence at a new Dr and get it, but nooo, the doctors do not like to make things that simple (they are fucked), here is the story: So I mentioned when I used to live at Rangari, and drove over to Tamworth, ‘they’ (the dogs) would place fluorescent council workers on the roads, even when they’re not doing any roadworks, - for the sole point of so they could have a reason to stop all the traffic, so as I would have to stop, and see those fluorescent council workers. They would wait for me to look - for ages if necessary, and connect with one of the road workers – they seem to want me to simply stare at some road worker (bizarre). If I did not, they would beep to sign I lose. I went on, and on, on my blog, to say how those dogs, and those road workers should go fuck themselves. As, their stupid game was - if I didn’t do it, then they would steal from me at Bunnings, and also from my house when I was at Bunnings in Tamworth that day. Please advise how do I get rid of stupid dogs who play stupid games like this? Anyone? So, when I had to go to the Doctor that day, (btw, we had a phone consult already, but then after I sent her previous Drs reports as she requested, instead of issuing the medical certificate, as per a normal Dr would, she said I had to come into the clinic for another appointment – that was Dr Pal Suparna. STUPID. So, at the Dr that day, it was EXACTLY the same as when driving over to Tamworth, only the fluorescent council worker suddenly appeared in the clinic, and a woman (a dog – I have seen her before, I think she is from Australian Television industry) came in and sat directly across from me to see if I looked. I had my camera on, but it was hidden behind my knitting basket, so otherwise I could put that dog, in particular, on YouTube – that is the only way to stop the dogs, in my experience, so far. {Of course, I’m not going to play their stupid game by looking – GO FUCK YOURSELVES DOGS. I was concentrating on my knitting anyway. You can shove your game up your arse. Go find some bimbo to play with, or better yet, why don’t you kill yourselves, the world would (literally) be a better place without you in it.} So, when it was clear that I was not going to look at fluorescent council worker, (again, slow learners), they did their usual beeping and tapping to say, you lose, (albeit very passive this time, as since I have written about the beeping, used as passive aggressive harassment, it has greatly reduced, greatly). (Do they think I am a dog? That technique is used to train dogs; reward and punishment. Although a savvy modern dog trainer does not need to use punishment, as they make the reward good enough. Guess what I am not a dog - YOU’RE THE DOGS. (Get a life, stop concerning yourself with mine). When I talked to the DR, eventually, Dr Pal Suparna, she said she’s going to refuse to do what I requested (the punishment) re my plantar fasciitis treatment, unless I had another (a third ultrasound), and as you can’t actually see a collapsed arch on an ultra sound, this tells me she just wants to make Medicare pay her friends, the local imaging people, for unnecessary ultra sound. ABSURD THIEF. This meant I had to go to a different Clinic, who of course had no problems doing the medical certificate via a phone consult, so I did not have to go into the clinic. So, this is typical of pretty much, at least, half of everywhere I go. There are dogs who want me to play their stupid dog game, and if I don’t, then they refuse me service or worse. This is beyond discrimination, not to mention completely dysfunctional. But I cannot do anything about it, mainly because people have really no idea what I’m talking about, mostly they just think I must be ‘crazy’. {surrounded by morons}. And, there is no actual laws been broken in this situation, I mean ongoing harassment can be dealt with, if caught in the act. But because they don’t verbally state that they’re going to discriminate against me, really there is no proof. I mean that’s the way the courts are set up too, so as to protect people from being falsely imprisoned, there has to be hard proof, pretty much in writing, one person saying we’re going to screw you over, on these grounds, and of course, that never happens . So as far as I’m concerned, this Clinic has got to be closed down. And even if the next clinic does exactly the same thing within a week of opening, it too should be closedown. These dogs need to learn, they can’t do this anymore, there are people out there (unlike the police) who can see this passive aggressive abuse, and will put a stop to it. As there seems to be some confusion amongst Doctors about the different types of collapsed arch or plantar fasciitis, I’m going to include some pictures and a few descriptions. In the first photo, of the flatfoot, this is a person’s foot who doesn’t have any problems, they just have flat feet. They can still do their activities, work and sports with no pain, and their feet, are not a sign of any serious problem like that caused by a collapsed arch. They just have a flat feet. Btw, most kids start off in life with flat feet, but the arch usually develops, just sometimes it doesn’t. It is seemed to be more desirable to have an arch, therefore someone with a flat foot is considered to have a problem, but there’s no problem. It’s just the way they are. I do not have this condition. The 2nd photo along shows a heel spur, which is sometimes described as plantar fasciitis, because it causes inflammation and is painful. (The lattin words ‘plantar fasciitis’ translates to inflammation of the foot, which can include many different conditions). This spur problem most definitely can be seen on an x-ray, although often the x-ray doesn’t show the full condition. And, usually not visible to the naked eye. The spur develops in response to damage and strain to the heel area. This by the way, is not what I have either. The next image along, shows pain that a runner can experience, often described as plantar fasciitis. Usually, the whole band of tissue that runs from the heel to the toes can become inflamed and painful. This cannot be seen on an x-ray or ultrasound, and usually is not visible to the naked eye. It is similar to what I have, but it is what I have, and my condition was not caused by running. The final picture shows a ballerina who spends a lot of time on her tippy toes, and her condition which is often not visible to the naked eye, is a result of spending too much time on tippy toes. This includes flexor hallucis longis tendinopathy - pain that runs from the big toe all the way along that arch muscle, and up through to the tibialis anterior, in the shin, with the most pain being felt along the arch. I have this condition. My physio described that, as separate from the ‘collapsed arched pain’; as in, in my situation, I had two different factors contributing to my plantar fasciitis, one which was a hole in my work boot, which caused considerable pain, then shortly after that and at the same time, the other was walking on my tippy toes whilst cleaning my 25m long lap pool (for hours every day). I describe my foot akin to a tragic king tide storm event like that you see on the news from time to time; where as a result of a king tide, a big storm, the results are major flooding and . At one point when I looked at my foot, I could see the arch ‘collapsed’, flat and floppy – but it would not have shown on an Xray or ultrasound as anything unusual – it cannot be seen by machine, but it was visible to the naked eye. Possibly, I’m not sure whether anyone on the planet has ever experienced a double dose of plantar fasciitis. What makes it worse is, I was told by a little birdie, that the hole in my work boot was done deliberately, to handicapped me, an act of sabotage. Not quite sure why they would think it necessary to do it deliberately, when I have no problems, creating such problems on my own, like the tippy toeing down the pool, although, I am fairly sure, my foot would’ve been to handle the excess tippy toeing, if the existing ‘hole foot’ problem from the work boot, didn’t happen. You can’t begin to understand how infuriated I was when I discovered it was done deliberately. It is reminiscent of the foot binders in Japan, who encouraged women to bind their feet, telling them that it is ‘beautiful’, when really it was about handicapping them. And when I heard initially that they were going to handicap me, I just wrote it off immediately and gave it no more thought “Handicap! - as if, I am strong like bull” – little did I know how evil people really are. And how stupid they are. If anyone knows is responsible, please let me know - and their motives? – I mean surely it could not just have been merely from my garden?? Create your own goddam garden you idiot. And this ‘king tide‘ situation, explains why I’ve had the condition for six years, with only in December 2022, seemingly there to be a light at the end of the tunnel. (April 2023, still has not heeled from the re-collapse.) Photos found online from very helpful legit medical sites. In feb 2025, I went down to the local quiet hotel that has a pretty much unused pool, to see if I could cold treat myself there- the blonde behind the counter (which btw, was a hotel reception/ come Bottle O, pub/bistro!) refused to allow me. Pub people – they fucked drunks or use fucked drunks! Not my scene! I have to update this, maybe I've done it, but in 2025, either my doctor or someone on Facebook in the plantar fasciitis group sent me some shoes, well they put them in my path, for really cheap, so I had to have no option but purchasing them, and these shoes after wearing them caused severe spur pain in my heel. I think they did it deliberately to show me ‘see, you actually do have the typical plantar fasciitis with spur pain in the heel’. So, I guess that is true, but in 2026 I went to a Physio and he said I have got the same spur problem in the front of my foot, which is why I usually have pain in the front of my foot and not the heel. He was very savvy, considering no one has been able to do anything about it for 8 years, certainly no podiatrist either. He advised me to purchase a metatarsal dome to wear in my shoes which hopefully will splay out the muscles either side of the spur and will reduce pain in and inflammation. He also told me to stand on my tippy toes repeatedly as an exercise stretch - this really hurts, so I don't know if it helps or not? When I was looking for my metatarsal dome, I saw something else to put under the base front of my foot, which had kind of foam surrounding a hole, I figure that that will be actually be better, ? so, I bought that as well, and I'll try them both. I got a lump on my head in 2025, thought it might be a tick but wasn't sure, and we have a skin specialist in Sarina who bulk bills. I went there, he said it was an ingrown hair, and it was full of pus. Dr Voytek; one of those annoying idiot doctors who likes to play the "bad guy". (More waiting, more dogs – btw it was because of that Dr, that I had stupid bogans at my neighbours “cook” my fish, in my outdoor aquarium, at night. A case of “Oh well if that guy treats you disrespectfully and badly then we're going to treat you disrespectfully and badly too” - taking their cue from him like stupid little kids do - only they weren't kids out there harassing me that week at night, they were grown adults - people in Australia they are so fucking stupid it's unbelievable. THEY COPY EVERYTHING {because they are stupid}). The lump on my head actually persisted, it kept on coming back, so I wasn't sure whether it was an ingrown hair, as he said he got the ingrown hair out(?), maybe it was a pimple, mole or skin tag? But I got a new fancy salon hairdryer from Facebook marketplace for $30, and after I had dried my hair with this intensely lovely hot contraption, it went away!! I believe the heat has cured it. (I want a sauna). And specialists? What do they know. At the same time I also got him to remove a mole which had changed when I was living at the Sarina unit (it would've changed because that unit was full of poison, I can't believe how stupid rental girls are with their compulsory fumigation. After I moved in there, my mole changed (on my chest - -I got badly sunburnt when I was 17), plus, all my hair started to fall out – big clumps. Anyway, a whole other story about how stupid rental girls are, along with property developers who leave holes and gaps in the units for bugs to get in….. I'm not sure whether I needed to have my mole removed but he said once they change it's a good idea to, so I did. {well, actually, he said ‘usually if it changes we recommend it to be removed but really it’s up to you’ – which I thought was a little odd because I’m not a skin specialist, how should I know? After he removed it, he burnt it, he burnt it badly; I couldn’t believe he did this - considering the mole was caused from sunburn! I just thought it was a stupid thing to do and lacked common sense. It was very painful for months afterwards, and hasn’t really healed, there’s a kind of big raised lump there now and has affected my fascia – since I had 2 removed at the same time {he also removed a mole on my knee, as it used to agitate me), but he did not burn that one and it has healed in a different way and it’s much better, no pain, and no raised lump. Was he experimenting? First time? No mole has ever been removed before? That guy was an arshole, then I had a whole heap of stupid facebook teenages try to copy his arshole personality. So I guess, no – don’t bother having moles removed ever. I don't usually put dental visits here, but 4th Aug 2025 Sarina dental hospital, I had dogs before I went there, and it affects the whole rest of my day – they cause trauma: Okay so before I went there I had to stop off at the Post Office, and some ladies house, to drop off a FBmarketplace item. And the whole time I was doing that in Sarina, driving around, I had dogs doing nuisance signs, they were completely annoying, either helping, or blocking my way, depending on, I guess the mood of whoever was doing it. CONTRIVED. People placed in the situation – a “contrived” situation. Many people watching me. {I must remember, whenever this happens: forget what you're doing, immediately, just go home, and do all of those activities later when they dogs have gone home, usually they vanish after lunch} weird they only do it at Sarina, and not when I used to go to Mackay. They did it in Melbourne a lot. Same people probably; car hoons. Car harassment persecution. STILL. SOME STUPID BIMBO'S KIDS, HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT. All problems can be traced back a to a bimbo mother. But ultimately stupid young men. I mention this because it affected my whole day and trip to dentist. Trauma from power tripping car stalkers. {Little did I know this was just the beginning of the Trauma from that day} Actually, I will put that dentist one here: at that visit, my tooth was extremely sensitive, the young female dentists said there was decay under a filling in my back tooth, but she couldn't remove the existing filling as previous filling was too deep to work on, (bad dentists at Gunnedah, who I wrote extensively about on this blog, and btw, still operates today in Gunnedah at the Children’s clinic - yikes), so it was too sensitive, touching the nerves, and she said she would have to remove the whole tooth, there's no other choice in such cases, they there, as the public dental hospital cannot afford $5000 per person to do other dental work in order to save the tooth. {As you can imagine, I wasn't too impressed to hear this news: I only have two back teeth on either side, and I need both of them for chewing! – some female dentist back in 1997 removed my back wisdom teeth (?)} But then she said that she could try injecting the decay with silver fluoride, and sealing it in; it might work or it might not, if it doesn't work, again, she said they'll have to remove it. {Not stressed out all at hearing that, repeatedly…} So, she did the silver fluoride – I could feel it under my tooth when she did it, it felt very strange and intrusive, like she used too much? A few days later, after some inflammation complications, {I was later told by an oral surgeon, that this blow up inflammation is normal when there is an addition. As in your body goes through a process to accept the foreign entity, and that was what was happening with all the inflammation in my cheek} so, after the inflammation died down, it started to work, the sensitivity stopped, the decay was healed!! Few! BUT, because I believe she might have used slightly too much, double the amount needed (?) it feels like I now chew with a ‘pebble’ under my tooth, so that causes problems, I now have permanent ‘pins and needles’ in my top lip, that soon enough spread to bottom lip too, aswell as area around the mouth and it affects my taste buds, plus I am pretty sure my throat area, as my throat feels restricted, at one point I was having difficulty swallowing. Also, I believe the tooth had kind of shifted, and now it sticks out into my cheek somewhat, plus chewing anything harder than a hardboiled egg is a little uncomfortable, pretty much sore. It seems to go in a rotation over a few weeks to very saw but with minimal pins and needles, to then not sore at all but with extreme pins and needles where it feels like my lips are being electrocuted, I have to apply wool fat 5 times a day, and still my lips crack and peel, plus the edges of my mouth peels too. Infact it reminds me of my foot situation, after the planta wart/hole in my boots, I then developed major foot problems, and still after 7yrs am unable to walk properly. So, I am hoping that I will not end up with those kind of long-term problems from this ‘pebble’ under my tooth. – and, I can't go back to the dentists, because they'll just take it out!! {Also, it was indicated, that any other dentist, aside from the one I got, may have just removed it without trying the silver fluoride, as silver fluoride is not a typical technique, and is usually only used on children}. But someone else said, no, they did this deliberate to give me permanent tooth / nerve problems because I wrote about Dr Sadik from Gunnedah on my Blog….(I will not be removing that story or any, he is a bad dentists and should not be allowed to practice dentistry.) I complained at the time – NOTHING WAS DONE. So, my Blog it is. Same as how everything in this bloody country is dealt with. Not. Btw, I bet Aus gov could afford the $5000 if it were not for all the political corruptions perpetuated by the general public sector. Tooth Update; just after this happened, I had put in an application to Centrelink to receive disability pension {since I have been receiving a medical certificate for the past 8 years, with being unable to walk properly because of my plantar fasciitis}, and so, wishful thinkingly, I was making a note of things that I need to purchase if I got it, and the first thing that I put on my list was DENTIST, because on “unemployment”, you literally cannot afford to go to a dentist, that's WHY they have a public dentist. {The 2nd thing on my list was cold treatment trip to cure my foot}. Anyway, so, after I wrote my list, the following day {not a coincidence, bloody Centrelink perverts} I got a call from Mackay Hospital dentist, and they said the waiting list that I had been on for the past five years for a check-up (as opposed to an emergency appointment with pain), I was finally at the top of the list, and I could go there for a checkup, so I'm thinking, alright, I went there, and the young girl didn't notice anything wrong with my tooth that had just been done. She took an x-ray of it too. So, whether there was or wasn't a clear problem, I don't know, as one thing I noticed they do (the main thing), is that they try very hard, to save one another, and they certainly will never admit to making a mistake, ever. And their supervisor dentist, who was just as young, said my pins and needles was from an allergy to toothpaste!! So, he was a totally nievae or in denial, or flat out lying – although I suspect un like the dental surgeon, he simply did not know about the process a topth goes through when accepting foreign objects. But, even a basic google search will tell you that pins and needles, numbness in mouth is caused from any recent dental work. I am sure Sensodyne will not care for his accusations!! It seemed to me they kind of ignored the main problem, but she said that I had to do another filling in a different tooth, which unfortunately I told them to go ahead, but in retrospect I did not need another filling, I was not having any pain, and the girl completely did a bad job - it was like she was using me to practice, as she was a student. Lord knows how long that one will last before it starts to cause problems…..Anyway, so I made another appointment about the pins and needles a couple of weeks later - I thought it was just the bite, as in the silver fluoride had pushed the tooth up and out so my bite was off. I could just get them to change shape to match the bite below?? So, she said next available appointment was 5 weeks away – AS IF – TOTAL CUNTS. But, at the appointment, the new young girl refuses to believe that there was anything wrong, and no the bite was fine she said. She had the audacity (the stupid audacity), to even say the pins and needles would be caused from a lack of minerals and vitamins, as in a medical issue. UNBELIEVABLE. But, she said they can get their oral surgeon to look at it in Mackay (oral surgeon is for tooth extraction). So, I DON’T THINK SO – you bloody cunts. {I did leave a phone message on my phone in case the dentist actually calls, saying after ‘leave a message’: ‘if this is the dentist, NO, I will not be having any more appointments with them and they all ought to be ashamed of themselves’.} And yes petrol has gone up from $1.89 to $3.15; you have to be nice to the girl or bad things will happen. And Centrelink refused me Disability Pension, so I am stuck with numb mouth, and pins and needles, for the rest of my life, all because of hopeless public dentists, and mainly that stupid dentist from Gunnedah Dr Sadiq, with his two NEGS girls dental assistants. {I guess I should say aside from the them and the Mackay hospital people, all the other people in this sector have been very professional and helpful}. Oh, and I should add; I was watching YouTube one night, and they had a woman doing voice clarity massage techniques, I thought well that sounds interesting, I’ll try it, even though she was aiming for singers, she was a singer and she was talking to singers!! I don't sing ever, but I thought my voice probably could do with some more clarity {although this is something that needs to be done with teenagers in my opinion because they're the worst communicators ever}, but anyway I did her hands on exercises, and after I did that, I had extreme improvement with my tooth, it didn't heal, but it stopped the pins and needles, and did something else - I'm not entirely sure what happened, but I felt like it did good. I did have mole on my forehead that when I woke up was bleeding black brown gunk – so it may have been some of the excess silver fluoride?? But it did not fully fix it, it is still problematic now, I mean, that may have been what causes the rotation of what happens over several weeks going from pins and needles to sore?? I'm not really sure what's the best treatment, there is bound to be something, I think massage is good and thankgoodness for the Neem tip – I use Neem tea to rinse my mouth and or use in the water pick, extreme good results with no pain from decay ever if I use it. IT IS BRILLIANT. September 2025 After I wrote my bee allergy story on FB, I was stung, I will put it here: I was saved by a Bee once; I remember the rental house we lived in before mum and dad’s house sold so they could purchase one; it had a small aboveground pool, about 3m in diameter. In dads half-hearted attempt at keeping the water clean, as it was usually green, he put in a whole heap of chlorine to kill the algae, so the water was stark white (good on ya dad). All of us kids were in there playing away, and meanwhile I got stung by a bee that was on the pool edge. As my hand swelled, it was determined that I had an allergy to bees, so had to get out and deal with it. I am of the pure belief that the sting was a definite message from mother nature “get the fuck out of that pool. It is fucking disgusting”. My friends the bees. (I bet if I was stung again today, I would not get an allergic reaction, not really allergic! lol) So, it wasn't a bee that stung me the following month, but I got bitten by a tick. I have been bitten quite a few times on my head by ticks, usually I just scratch them off my head, the head gets left behind, and later gets ejected, and that's the end of the matter. However, this time, I got an allergic reaction with the typical swelling. It was awful. This time, I had applied tea tree on the tick, and the tick gut really stressed out – I totally mucked up the extraction process as I could not see it. So then I developed the allergic reaction- I believe it's the stress - because if I recall when I was stung by that bee back in 1981 or whenever, it was stressed because I was squashing it with my hand. It seems I'm not allergic to bees or ticks or wasps, but I'm allergic to the stress from bugs: they must release stress hormones. You can call me a Bee empath! And by the way you should've heard the cookers when they saw me when I went out to the laundry they were laughing their heads off because my head was about to swell up the size of a balloon! God amusing the birds. And, it was a predator tick; it was waiting down there because I saw it the day before and I got rid of it although I thought it was a spider but in retrospect it was the same tick and it was a big one. -if I had of had a steam inhalation than it would've been a good idea, I think the essential oils could've cleared it up way before it did clear up. In a google search it said sometimes it can last weeks so I imagine those people have weaken immune system or something and can't look after themselves properly. So next tick bite – go to hospital and get the nurse to remove, stress free! Oh, I almost forgot, as this worked on Tulip: just eat a meal with 3 garlic cloves, and it should jump off {although it'll prob jump somewhere in the house} (You’ll be pleased to know that my pool, my lap pool that I put in it, was Crystal clear all the time, it was unbelievable how clean my pool was! And, btw Bees can't handle pyrethrum, its lethal for them (nor can cats). So to that flying arsehole, who was showing off, spraying over my house and paddock with pesticide that didn't have any visibility or smell - which must've been pyrethrum (plus I had nets) - He is a bee killer. Never ceases to me amaze me how stupid some humans are. In the summer of 2025 and 2026 I developed this awful thing in the middle of the night, it's called CHOLINERGIC URTICARIA ; a heat and allergies activated hive reaction; I wake up in the middle of the night hot because of the summer weather and a scratch a mozzie bite or something on my leg, and then suddenly on my arm, on my other leg, and it just kind of builds up into this intense itching over my whole legs, and often arms, and sometimes back, ribs and stomach - but mainly it's my legs. And my legs are covered in red bites. I am thinking most likely ant bites, but I noticed if I go outside sometimes in the morning I come back in and I've got these big white lumps on my legs, not even sure what it is. I did put up a mosquito net just in case mosquitoes were coming in at night, it hasn't really made much difference…. I think it's mainly little ants. I've just noticed that when little bug is stressed, it releases specific stress hormones as it bites and it's these stress hormones that I allergic react to. It's like an allergy to insect stress that becomes really itchy, my legs turn red, reminds me of the time when I took that homeopathic medicine and I got hives - and it's the same kind of itching – intense. I wouldn't be surprised if that bloody homeopathic medicine that has triggered this response?? And I am not someone who throughout my life has moisturised my legs ever, even at school when a lot of girls did, I really couldn't see the point, however now I have at least 4 bottles of lotion ready on standby on my bedside table including two aloe vera ones one lemon which is meant to act like an antihistamine - not sure it actually does..... One of my creams reminded me of calamine lotion I remember seeing that in grandma's house and I was researching this it said it recommended, calamine lotion. All the lotions worked by cooling the skin. A few weeks ago I was experiencing a STINKY PEE! like it was a really bad smell. After a week or so of experimenting with foods, I had a feeling that it might have been the coffee beans that I had switched to. Someone whether by chance or what, (?) recommended milk thistle tablets; a natural herb that absorbs any toxins in the body. (I can only hope the person who recommended it to me wasn't doing some sort of science experiment on the homeless). So, I did try them, $10 for a little bottle, and they totally worked, cleared up most of the smell if I took 3 tablets per day. If I only took one or two tablets, it would not work. So then I switched coffee to see if this was it, with no tablets, (I am on a budget, so throwing out $50 worth of coffee beans is not really an option -most people do not get what it is like on low income). So my new order of coffee beans order arrived and I switched - and that was the end of the stinky pee. I didn't have to take the tablets any more, which confirms that it was definitely something wrong with the coffee beans from Coles, they were the budget packet, seems I have to pay more or be infused with god knows what - I could only assume that the coffee beans were from Indonesia, because Indonesia is one of the worlds largest supplier of coffee beans and Indonesia is one of the worlds biggest polluted countries at the moment, it's polluting the rivers too, and it's disgusting, there's a big textile industry that has opened up over there. I thought it worth doing this story here, and about the stupid Indonesians who are polluting their country, and all the stupid bimbos who are buying too many clothes to fuel the greedy textile industry.…..By the way I still have clothes in my cupboard from the 90s, the key is to purchase cotton, it's natural, is comfortable, it biodegrades, and it lasts for years. I actually had cotton fabrics printed up at an environmentally green printers in 2016, and it's now 2026, and they're just coming to the end of their life, so it's definitely worth investing in natural fibres. Do you think Coles deliberlalty got toxic coffee beans for low income people? I wrote a story about it on my blog, how at Bundaberg Coles, they were having cruel fun playing “class”. I will include heartburn peptic ulcer probs here. I developed heartburn back when I was 20 after consuming an excessive amount of tomatoes – poor diet. That was when I was studying, the government refused to give me Aus-study, when I as entitled to it. So I pretty much spent two years living on bread and tomatoes. And then, and still now, I have this awful heartburn problem. Every day I usually have to take Mylanta tablet. But as I'm now getting older {and kind of taking stock of things}, I'm eating way more (I figured now that I can't walk or go anywhere, food is the most important thing to do in life now: eat as much as you can without getting obese! {Ofcourse after having safe house to live in}) Anyway, so heartburn much worse now, I'm taking 2 or 3,4,5 tablets at night, as the bile rises up into the back of my throat - sometimes it's really awful, I feel like I'm going to vomit. Once I did. Back in 2023 I was driving up to Mackay (to go onto the wildcat trying to have a cold treatment, second time) and as I felt something was strange in my stomach. Then on the boat I got seasick and I vomited; I noticed there was blood in the vomit, and I thought this was something to do with my stomach so I went to the doctor, he did an ultrasound, and he said you have peptic ulcers, nothing to be worried about, and that was it (!) That's the GPs in Australia typical medical issue resolved in this matter; As long as the imaging people get paid then all is good. So I figured those ulcers are from stress because I was really very nervous about going on a wild cat the second time, because I knew I would get seasick, and I HATE getting sick. Plus, the driving issue was an issue now, I had to put the seat right back so my large pot belly could kind of not rub against my large rib cage. Which seem to work, no more blood for a bit. Actually, now that I think about it, stomach issues started when I moved to Colosseum, strange noises – I knew at the time something was wrong. All that stress of relocating “A FUCKING AGAIN”, and arshole neighbour at Builyan/Violet situation, plus no food, no money, no house security. Definatly diet and stress related. Btw, without a Vege garden someone receiving study allowance or unemployment payment from centerlink, DOES NOT have enough money to be healthy – those people are going to cost centerlink more in the future with health bills. So but in 2026, after a double visit to Mackay with stressful POLICE CUNT STALKING and 3rd speeding ticket, (Facebook dogs setting up entrapment – to steal- Lisa Lynch same police involved from Gladstone - the police are seriously stalking me, they were also on the roads every time I went to the red letter box at SB (I had to change my drop off time to evenings when most people drink, so can’t drive and follow me), plus one called me re my google business listing.......Poor Lisa doesn't have any water at her place, and I have water at my place. Police are jealous! She doesn't think I deserve water at my place; she doesn't have any, so why should I. {All Lisa’s: 3rd born Idiots; mothers could you please start thinking, and stop breeding, I'm sick of your stupid little offspring stealing from me – I am a long-term thinker, same as my trees I plant. 3rd borns today cannot be saved, but the future can be.}). So, plus great expense at Mackay with new tyres, and dentists re heart burn – acid coming up to back of throat lying down, dentists watching it for 1 ½ hrs amusing herself {she has not learnt; be kind to the other women, or bad things will happen; petrol gone from $1.79 to $3.70/L – it is her and Mackay Hospital, Mackay Police fault – the whole of Australia is paying for their ‘bitch’}, - plus I think over eating, and a general revolting community up here, one that seems to run on bullying and stealing (and complete stupidity) – they are all slightly retarded up here..... So, I was kind of coughing up blood again - just the taste. So youtube time!! After a few, I came across this one https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMCqBfS0zjM Does seem to have conflicting information for me like he says if your heartburn actually stops when you eat then you most likely have an ulcer. If it gets worse after you eat then you just have a pH imbalance and need to have vinegar. So for me, mine does get better if I eat, but if I eat vinegar then I don't get heartburn, if I don't eat vinegar I do get heartburn so I think it's BOTH I think I have an incorrect pH balance probably from all of mylanta that I've eaten, as well as stomach ulcers from stress and generally being overweight with my stomach rubbing on my rib cage when I'm sitting down and or driving. Because my stomach is so bloody pot big. So I bought some Malt vinegar and put 1 tsp in my meal- AND GUESS WHAT no heart burn that night!!! WOW So I definalty have to add vinegar to my meals – which is a little yucky truth be told, vinegar is not that pleasant. Also I found immediate relief for peptic ulcers: So treatment : aloevera juice (remove sap first in water – juice with cabbage, carrot), also bone stock / soup with shredded chicken and cabbage. Plus smaller meals more frequently? I put this problem in the "just getting old and fat" medical category 😁 Btw, the Dr said I should have ultra sound, blood test and a breath test for H Pylori (a bacteria which may cause them), and I had the blood test, but then she said if I wanted to go ahead and get her to do the Breath Test aswell, it would cost an additional $80 – which ofcourse I did not have. But she is meant to bulk bill everything. So basically she, bimbo, at Sarina Pathology refused to give me the test for H Pylori. Maybe she thinks it would not be H Pylori, so that’s why she did not do it? Maybe she thought it would be too difficult and she was too tired to do it?? Maybe she just wanted to steal $80? (this has happened before at the Gunnedah Pathology lab at the hospital, the girl there did steal $20 – little girl.) Or maybe she knew it WAS H Pylori and did not want the truth to be revealed??? Who knows, but all other Patholgy labs in Mackay BULK BILL this test. March 2026. I have to go to the doctors to get a medical certificate update, so I thought while I was there I should ask him again about the blood, coughing and peptic ulcers, (because before he said there was a problem, and then when I spoke with him he couldn't explain anything), so I thought well, must be something I'm missing? So he gave me the medical certificate, but he implied if he wants to determine anymore, I would have to get one of those endoscopics (?) a camera that they shove down your throat, and so I kind of changed the subject because there's no way I'm doing that! So I get home and remember the vinegar I took the previous week with a good results, and I was very confused, like I should try and learn and establish why I'm so confused about the vinegar working when I have been told that it is the opposite, and the mylanta is what I should be taking (bicarb), and I found an incredibly helpful video by a channel called Real Logic and this is the conclusion: Stop taking Mylanta immediately, and start taking vinegar. Heart burn is from not enough acid. Take mother vinegar: with straw, 10-15 min before main meal, then if you feel you need it, before bed too; 1tbs mother vinegar in 200-300ml water, drink with straw so as not to touch your teeth. IT TASTES DISGUSTING. Raw naturally brewed Brown Malt vinegar or Apple Cider Vinegar will work. You have heartburn because you have a lack of acid in stomach, not the other way around – this is why this whole thing hasn't made any sense for you and probably why you've got bleeding stomach ulcers now, from all the Mylanta (OMG! had heartburn since I was 20, been taking Mylanta for 32 years - no wonder I now have stomach ulcers bleeding, and still with the severe heartburn! The very opposite of what I should’ve been doing. I am starting this resume today. So, the vinegar will block excess sugar being absorbed (if eaten 10-15 min before meal). It will also help your gut bacteria so that you don't have a candidate behind your ears. It will help your acid sphincter stay closed so you won't get heartburn – gives the sphincter a signal ‘acid in here, stay closed’ – so it does!! Not faulty at all! It will also prevent gallstones, and aid kidney function. It will also aid food digestion, and give you the "full" signal. So, you won't feel as bloated, and you'll feel lighter, and your belly fat will shrink. You should wake up feeling less groggy. There will be less farting, burping and whooping – it may help with your cough. Your ulcers should disappear. If you get the vinegar water on teeth, rinse with bicarb solution The company behind Mylanta was Johnson & Johnson, but they sold out: In the United States, Mylanta is distributed by Infirst Healthcare Inc., which licenses the brand from McNeil Consumer Healthcare, a division of Kenvue (formerly Johnson & Johnson). So these people would be FULLY AWARE that heartburn is caused from not enough acid – but they still push their “ant acid” medications on all. evil. Possible law suit here. CAN'T PATENT VINEGAR. At this point, I have been receiving a medical certificate from the Dr for 4 years, and it has been 8 years since I collapsed my arch and have not been able to walk properly or for extended amounts of time. Plus with the Scoliosis and fascia problems affecting mobility, and a few other health issues like the degenerative disc disease in all lower L’s, plus Lymph issues, Compromised immune with acid burnt throat, Allergy to cold weather with onset of dizziness and lethargy if exposed, Chronic heartburn and peptic ulcers made worse with driving (not to mention am handicapped by mass amounts of stupid dogs who harass and steal from me everywhere I go), – {btw, the medical certificate is so you do not have to jump through hoops with Centrelink’s and Dep of Education’s and Workforce Australia’s Job Providers (dictated to by 3 different departments), as you are deemed too unfit for work, for more than 12hrs a week} but it says on Centrelink website, if you have been receiving a medical certificate for longer than 3 years, you are entitled to a Disability payment instead. So, I put in a claim for Disability Pension – {you can still do part time work on this payment, if you can, I could except the government seems to be stealing any money I make from my seeds…..}. So, the Dr said he would support my application and provide the health assessment. He did, I uploaded it to Centrelink. 3mnths later Centrelink got back to me – after a “quack” interview with one of their dogs, in conjunction with YouTube videos – they like to communicate via television for some reason, and use dogs to do so. They dogs. No wonder this country is so fucked – run by stupid dogs. Anyway, they said we reject your application, as your conditions have not been diagnosed and treated. Which is total bullshit. They are stealing from me. Mind you, I did have all the “poor me” people out in force, showing me all their handicaps – pathetic- put your own application in. And at this point in my life, I need certain foods to stay healthy, and on unemployment payment, you cannot. {It's like the same thing I described at the Bundaberg hospital; the food they serve to patients is just not healthy, its budget, like their standard is not good enough and slightly unevolved. Same with the budget for unemployment payment; they would assume them to be eating “budget” – which I am pretty good at doing after all these years, but with old age and no permanent housing for food growing, comes additional requirements. And I can just hear people say (dogs from Centrelink) oh well you just bought a new vacuum so you should have used a broom instead, and bought food with that money. This is literally they type of control they try to exert over my life. They are dogs. This is not acceptable, you need some sort of enjoyment in life, and vacuuming rather than sweeping is not asking for too much. Albeit I was having problems vacuuming with my back, so instead of a normal vacuum, I got a robot one, and brilliant I will NOT need one of those Disability given cleaners that recipients get for almost free (if you're good looking!) to do the vacuuming, because I have a robot cleaner now! I wonder how long it will last…..but you know what, they do this all the time, like my mattress; I was waking up in pain every morning because Coles refused to provide me with bleach, stating out of stock, so I could not kill the mould in my futon, so it got really bad, and I had to throw it out, and use the veranda sofa mattress with a big inverted crack, while I somehow saved for a new futon (futon is best for back problems plus is FULLY BIODEGRADABLE (cost over $1000), I mean, this is simply not budgeted it on a unemployment payment – and since the police stole all my money I made on Facebook market place, plus all the retailers are also stealing from me, plus my neighbours are stealing from me, I am in the red, and being able to eat is pretty much near impossible, let alone being able to eat specific healthy foods. Ok, rant over. I live near the beach in a house with big garden……. I will include the next paragraph, but it doesn't involve going to the doctors, it involves a doctor on YouTube, who states that starving yourself has good health benefits. So, I don't buy this theory at all, in fact the Doctor who was talking about this, has not got a very good reputation in my opinion - as he does ‘popular opinions’ videos rather than factual based. I think there might be people who have seen that video, and taken his word as gospel (since he is a doctor - some humans fall victim to the “doctor worshipping” syndrome), and so they are trying to starve me in order to ward off dementia – Centrelink related, idiots who work at Centrelink? So maybe they are stealing money under the pretence of doing that, so called “helpful” - but really they just don't want me to have any money because it's a form of punishment that they are getting off on. I mean ultimately that's what starving oneself is. Body punishment. So, I definitely DO NOT BUY THIS THEORY whatsoever - it's a pathetic human dysfunction thought philosophy. Along the lines of offering a dead virgin to the Gods, as a means to have good luck…. So, on the contrary, I actually believe when you reach that age, as a woman, when you miss your first period; that's when you got to start increasing your appetite, and eating as much protein and iron rich foods as you can; you want to extend your period for as long as possible. I definitely believe if I had more money, and no stupid punishment monkees on my back - I would still be menstruating today. {They are using the police and physio to starve me}. My neighbours keep signing, no, they punishing you for being single, its about sex. March 2026 I had a smoothie with Celosia leaves; next day I had blood coming out of a mole on my face. I wasn't entirely sure it was from the Celosia, but the next week I had another smoothie and it happened again -and I've just found out via youtube, that Celosia is also used to treat blood disease - so I'm thinking if I had a little bit of blood disease, I don't anymore thanks to this plant. I thought maybe I was just having some sort of reaction so I haven't had any more smoothies since, but I probably should have some more until the blood stops? I'm thinking? I'm not an expert in this area and there's not much information about how to use it as a medicinal plant. There also is a possibility that it is getting rid of toxins from my blood like the silver dioxide that the dentist injected into my tooth to kill the bacteria? I think she used too much and it's causing problems in my mouth with pins and needles and numbness in my lips. I have been doing massage to help with that, and it really does help, but I think the massage I have been doing has been pushing the silver dioxide out of the area and into my blood system?? I found this list inregards to Celosia: The following is a list of everything it can potentially help. bloodshot eyes cataracts vision blurring relieves poison from snake bites!? headache sores ulcers eye inflammation skin eruption painful menstruation carpal tunnel syndrome uterine bleeding bloody stool bleeding hemorrhoids spitting up blood Flowers help diarrhea Leaves are used as dressings for boils and sores Seeds are turned into a poultice for broken bones! This plant is not toxic to cats, dogs, or horses, so you can safely grow it both indoors and outdoors. Cockscomb has been said to be the world's most beautiful vegetable. It's used all around the world, especially popular in Africa and India. Every part of the plant is utilized and can be used just like spinach. Stems, leaves and flowers are used in stews, soups, salads, sauteed with salt and pepper and thrown into smoothies. Harvesting it just before it starts flowering is the best time to harvest (when you are cooking it, unless you want the flowers of course) so the stem and the leaves won't be won't be stringy and chewy. -Hollie Yang, https://youtu.be/5kAWP9mJyG0 Knowing this now, triggered a whole herbal medicinal ‘thing’, and I started adding cooled herb teas to my coffee machine, {as, I love my morning coffee}, so now I have extra added benefit with herb teas! Although some do cause headaches if too strong, especially in the wee early hours of the morning – I mean that could just be dehydration, not enough water, or not enough protein to carry the minerals / vitamins to needed areas….I am again completely broke due to thieving QLD police, cost of living, neighbours and facebook, (and Centrelink cunts refusing me the pension; eating is on credit – I don’t usually complain about my money situation, as it really irritates people, and I have a really good spot here, but it is related to good food and thus good health). Scoliosis proof hard to obtain from Dr’s; like trying to get water out of a stone As I update this in May 2026, I have been trying to obtain my back scans for scoliosis information (Centrelink requested it). It was in 2019 that I went to the Doctor at Gin Gin, and said I'm having back pain problems, I sometimes can't stand up straight, I also could not lift up my arm beyond my chest and was having problems cleaning, and vacuuming (actually now that I think back, vacuuming has been a problem for years, 2006 I was having difficulties vacuuming for extended period). That doctor sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray. At this point I had completely forgotten that I had scoliosis, as I was told about it when I was 13; “you have scoliosis”, they told me the degree, gave me the x-ray, and sent me on my merry way. Since then, I've had no problems from my back, a side from the sciatica incident which I did not believe was related to scoliosis. (although in retrospect, from about 2016 I started having restriction of movement – I started to do a lot more knitting). So, I think back to that scan in 2019, and the doctor never called me back in, so I assumed that there were no problems. Just old age. Infact I termed it “ old Chinese man syndrome from working in the rice paddies” !! good one Dr Abass! So since then, I must've just kept complaining to the doctor ‘I'm having difficulties moving’, and so they keep sending me to the scan people (as long as the scan people get their money everyone's happy -everyone except for me!) so I had back scans done again at the beginning of 2024 and at the end of 2024. The first one, that Dr did call me back into the doctor, she told me I had to generative disc disease. So that was all she said. No advice, no treatment… she didn't mention scoliosis either. So, I went home and looked up ‘generative disc disease’, it said old age problem. So, I gathered this was not actually the cause of my back problems? Again, grin and bare it. But in 2025, I started getting into YouTube health videos, and I have obtained a lot of really good information from YouTube about all sorts of things, then once I started ;looking up back issues, it all started to unfold for me, ah yes, I have scoliosis!! Actually, it was Dr Echa who mentioned the fascia problem in regards to my plantar fasciitis, so when I started researching fascia, well, OMG that’s it!!! That’s the problem I am having in regards to my back – THE FASCIA. So now, I am trying to get proof of my condition for Centrelink. I contacted the Bundaberg scan people and they said they have my scans and my report, I can view it in their little portal, which they set up, which was great, and I read the report, and there's absolutely NO mention of scoliosis - even though I can see clearly from the scans that there is scoliosis, a C curve. I thought that was a bit odd, if that radiographer who did the report had done his job properly I would've known the problem is from the scoliosis and the fascia? BUT maybe they didn't know about fascia back then?? How it pulls the muscle and contorts the spine. It's all about the fascia, rather than the spine - according to YouTube. There are some really smart people on there, they have doctors doing their own channel. I later contacted that clinic, and told them the problems I had at that time was related to my Scoliosis! I’m not really a cheeky person. So, then I get the reports and scans from 2024 (which btw, was a monumental effort and took months, such obstruction to acquiring proof). I was reading reports, and the first one at the beginning of 2024 said I had moderate scoliosis, and there's a whole blurb with medical terms. So at least they didn't ignore it this time, it was only the Dr who ignored it and failed to tell me about it. JUST WEIRD. Dr Pal - another doctor that just completely ignored scoliosis. Then the second scan, at the end of 2024, the Dr’s report {I think they may have changed from a radiographer doing the report to a Dr doing the report for all scans?), he said I have significant scoliosis! So, I don't really feel like it's severe, I mean you can clearly see from the scans a big C curve. But I feel like it's bad enough that it affects my day-to-day movement, it affects my work, I'm having difficulties working for longer than 20 minutes, and after maybe 5 minutes, I suddenly have extreme difficulties, like everything is a major effort, it's really like a halting of movement rather than pain even. Although the pain does come at night when I try to lie down flat, it's a monumental effort just to lie flat and straight, it takes me about five minutes to get into a comfortable flat position, so then I do my stretches - which I feel really helps, I learnt from YouTube. I was starting to turn into the hunchback of Notre dame, so the stretches have helped straighten me {muscle woman pose!!}. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I have a sore back at the inner C curve; it’s like I can feel the muscles there being stretched. You know when you do a good stretch, and you can really feel that you're doing some good because the muscles stretch out in that slight pain – well, it feels like that but all the time, without me stretching, and it doesn't feel good. My electric roller vibrator massager from kmart really helps a lot with that pain. And yesterday I purchased an electric cupping device for $11, to try pulling on the fascia!!! Might work. I will include the report conclusion: Significant scoliosis convex to the right with mild/moderate multilevel intervertebral disc degeneration and right lateral endplate degeneration at L5-S1 in combination with mild bilateral L4-L5 and L5-S1 facet hypertrophy. These changes result in evidence of impingement of the bilateral descending L5 nerve roots, more prominent on the right and mild impingement of the bilateral descending S 1 nerve roots. Further impingement of the exiting right L5 nerve root also noted. So, the current Physio, that Centrelink advised me to go and see, hasn't mentioned fascia, and in fact he thinks that my back has been cured due to the stretch that he gave me last week! A little weird, it's like he doesn't know about scoliosis at all, and he doesn't know about fascia at all. Maybe it's true, maybe it is a new thing - I've certainly never heard about it before YouTube in 2025. Well, actually, they were talking about it in 2023, but I still did not know that my scoliosis was the fascia issue. No connection there – typical of how I think. So, when my physio when went to university, maybe they did not teach about fascia about scoliosis? One of the little short videos that I found on YouTube describes what fascia does to the body and how it restricts movement. So, I'm going to put it here. Meanwhile I'm going to upload my x-rays where you can clearly see a big fat curve - to Centrelink; if they want proof, and don't want to take my word for it, or read the reports, here's my fucking x-ray you fucking cunts. Infact I will put one here too!! {Scanned, Dec 2024} https://www.youtube.com/shorts/HaJtDQqsDl4 I'm going to include the x-ray of my left foot. Apparently it is typical for collapsed arch not to show on a scan, which doesn't show on this scan. A recent Physio has suggested to me that I have Metatarsalagia too. But again the doctors report couldn't find anything wrong with the left foot (They did actually say they were 2 spur problems on the right foot!) anyway, I can't see anything weird - all the pain atm is in the second metatarsal, as far as I'm concerned I have enough pain in my foot to warrant some sort of proof under a scan! so it's a little baffling to me as why it just looks normal when there's so much pain? In 2021 I got a blocked ear from using earbuds that were designed for old men who have huge big ears! So, this was the first time I ever had a blocked ear in my life. Apparently it's quite common. I tried to find out the best way to unblock it, and the definitive answer was sticking a stream of warm water into your ear. I thought I could go to the doctors and get him to do it, or I could do it myself, I opted for myself, and I put the shower hose up to my ear, and eventually it did work, and became unblocked. However, I feel like my hearing has been impaired ever since. And in 2026 it became blocked again, this time I went to the Dr, he prescribed eardrops which had turpentine oil in it, I tried this, I think it worked in the same manner as the water jet? But, shortly after at that time, I fashioned my sauna tent {I was having sauna cravings in the previous winter when it gets really cold}. After a lovely long hot sauna, and over the next week or two, I had these strange feelings in my eardrum, I wasn't really quite sure what was going on, but something was happening. Then over the next few months, slowly but surely, I had a whole heap of wax, and disgusting off coloured wax, rise up out of my ear! It kind of tingled and so prompted me to clean my ears, I felt like my narrow cotton tips that I now had, weren't good enough for this excess of wax, so I purchased a stainless-steel ear cleaning kit from Temu, for $3 - and honestly it's the best thing I've ever purchased! It does a great job of scooping out all of that excess wax that was now coming up, because of the hot sauna. So, my advice to you; don't unblock your ear with a stream of warm water, it just pushes the wax further into your ear, and might cause damage. Lucky in my case, it did not, and lucky I had a sauna. I feel if I did not have that sauna tent, my ear would never have unblocked and it might eventually cause deafness. I've never heard of a doctor prescribing hot sauna to unblock an ear - but that's the definitive treatment. You may be wondering how are you going to have a hot sauna if you do not have a sauna; you may be at that time in your life when the concept of having a sauna isn't really real. Well, you'll just have to get a sauna tent like I have, it's the cheapest way. In fact I fashioned a growtent, it was even cheaper than a sauna tent, all I had to buy was the steamer, and a good deck chair to lie on. {I had to add that growtent bit, otherwise the stupid thieves think “sauna” she must be rich, “let’s steal from her” – so blame the stupid thieves for all the extra details}. I should add, the eardrops with turpentine oil, may also have helped in conjunction with the sauna because it wasn't too far apart when I did both. But definatly the sauna was the key. I would try that in the future if needed and not the drops. Back out again 24th May 2026 unable to stand up, walk or lie comfortably I'm not sure if I have made it clear about my back problems, aside from scoliosis. I mean it's probably related, but it doesn't seem to be as far as I'm concerned, because every now and again when I'm doing something strenuous, I put my back out. I have talked about it before; how if I lie down for 15 minutes, the disc pops back in, and I can get up and walk away, no problems. But if I don't, do that, then you know, it's painful for days weeks. It seems, because I have written about it and I'm a bit savvy about what to do now, another problem has arisen; it's kind of along the same lines, only this time it's not a definite “at the time” disc out or sharp pain. It's more like a discomfort in my lower back. I can still walk around and function, so I don't really worry about it – here in lies the problem, over the next few hours, it gets worse, and worse, particularly if I'm sitting at a desk, or doing more strenuous things. And by the end of the day it is unbearably painful, I can't walk, I can't stand up straight, I just have to lie in bed and wait it out. It seems to take a few days to feel better. When it first happened, it took at least two weeks for me to be able to stand up again and walk around. I've since done it another 5 times over the last 3 years, but this time round it only took four days for me to start walking around and standing up straight. I do still have a back pain but it doesn't seem to be in the lower back anymore, it's progressed to the scoliosis area, it feels like a big stretch is going on even though I am not stretching it. I've also started using Angelica essential oil, diluted of course in a carrier oil, but I've had tremendous results I'm sure of it, because of the Angelica, it like speeds up the healing; instead of two weeks, just 4 days, I'm pretty sure that was the trigger of the faster healing time….. Anyway this time it happened I was undergoing my treatment plan at the Physio (5 medicare appointments. So I thought, thank goodness I'll be able to go to the physio right in in the midst of this pain, with not being able to walk properly and stand up straight - he'll be able to see what's going on? Because so far nobody has given me any answers as to this problem, and centerlink refuse to beliuieive there is a problem – (stupid cunts). So I tried to get an appointment on Monday (back went out on Sunday), but of course I couldn't, he only works on Thursday in Sarina!! Oh how typical and convienient for the dogs. I did take a photograph of my back a couple of days after it went out (leaning over – an arial shot), actually I wanted to check the curve, because I'm aware that I have a C curve on my right, in fact I've measured my hips, and they are 2cm raised, so I'm I know where the C curve is - but the Physio said it's the other way, C curve is on my left. Very weird. I don't think - so my measuring skills are not that bad, plus my pain is always on the right side. So I took a photo just to be sure. And indeed, I can see for certain that the C curve is on the right, of course. I might take my photo and show it to the Physio and see what he says ..........{ofcourse when he did say he saw my c curve, I was wearing my shirt and bra – he did not want me to undress – such a high level of perceptive care in rural Australia}. The photo also shows some discolouration in my lower back, it was kind of like a red bruise, so I'm not sure if that was from this latest injury, or whatever? As it may be from the cupping I had done a couple of days prior......(which did not help). The red bruise did not look like a cup shape, but you never know, as it was a couple of days old it might have faded in patches, I will put the photograph here too. Thursday came around and I was able to walk all I could do is explain what happened to the physio, and he said this back problem that I recently had, doesn't actually have a name or a disease name it's just something that happens, he said! So no diagnosis!!!! Lol dear God, such organization in the medical spine arena!! He said even if I had come in on the Monday when I couldn't stand up, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it, it's just something that you have to wait out...... He did however tell me he might be able to release tention in my scoliosis stretch pain, that the lower back pain seemed to turn into scoliosis pain. {Note after a few days that did go away when relaxed}. So he seemed to just rub that inner c curve, I'm not sure at the time whether he was doing any good, stretching it out or anything, but later that evening I had some cramping, so I felt like his efforts made a difference, somehow. And he pretty much said, it's more a situation where I have to just stop doing those strenuous things where I put my back out. Know your limits. So, this time round, I wasn't planting a tree, I was trying to lift my fish tank, because the table leg had broken, so it was a little awkward and immediate, I really had no choice but to do it or see my hefty 380L tank fall to the ground. I did fix it thank goodness, even though I put my back out. Also, the next day I realized I had “Plantar Plate Injury”, which is ‘tenderness under my big toe’ due to straining it too much with that upward strain exercise, one of the plantar fasciitis physio exercises from you tube – so I do need to know my limits ‘better’. {Goes back to lifting those hay bales at school…..} This is just a temporary photo until I get a better photo, don't you just love the quality of Apple iPad 3, it is literally like they put a filter on every single photo. You can clearly see the C curve at the bottom and mid back, it kind of disappears in the middle, as it must twist -it hasn't really been properly scanned to determine the level of twist, which pulls on the fascia. You can also see some bruising in this photo, but it might be just the shadows, and you can see my birthmark in the top left. Birthmark {My anomaly} My birthmark is pretty huge. Actually, I have never really seen it like this. I remember trying to look at in the mirror when I was child, sometimes I could not see it at all, and sometimes it was a lovely shade of olive brown, sometimes it was pale brown, then sometimes it as bright red! It seemed if it gets agitated, the whole thing turns bright red, rather than just a kind of a skin discolouration. It's a little weird. People always used to go “ooooh what's that on your back” when it was beetroot – back when I was usually wearing cosies all summer long! But now if I wear something backless, and I'm slightly rubbing on something, maybe the back of a chair, or car seat, it will turn red. I wonder if it turns red when I am angry? Probably not. If I have a really hot shower it'll turn bright red too.I don't really notice it much, pretty sure I can’t feel it, although it may be a little hot – if someone puts their hand on it, they say it’s hot. Other people notice it cause it's kind of a ‘stand out’ if it's red. I did look up why people have marks, and they don't really know. They know what happens in within the cell structure, the pigmentation, but the reason and causes, unknown. {I do have also have one foot slightly bigger than the other, which is a little annoying, one shoe is always harder to dislodge. oh, and I have huge big disproportionate unusually large ribs from swimming when I was young, holding my breath under water. (literally a third of my childhood spent in the water). When I was in my 20’s and would lie down flat, my ribs would stick up bigger than my boobs! I actually looked quite weird, I have a bit of a weird body, with very narrow shoulders, but largish legs (and a huge big butt) – apparently, that is from swimming too. But, in my later years, sitting on the computer probably hasn't helped my butt situation. Something strange did happen with my birthmark when I moved into the Sarina unit: it kind of took off! Seemingly growing from my back, under my arm, and around onto my boob! I took a photo, but as it shows my boob, I will refrain from putting here. You can't see the front of my boob in the photo, but the whole front of the boob is also covered with this dark blood red birthmark. It didn't last though, it kind of crept back to its usual spot! Now, the factors surrounding that time: was mould: extreme mould in the unit and humidity, due to extreme weather and plumbing issues in that horrible unit. Mould just grew everywhere, on all the surfaces - seemingly including on me! But also, because of the damp, any wood in the building was rotted, so there were holes which allowed bugs to get in, so instead of fixing the holes, they heavily fumigated. when I moved in I copped the full brunt of heavy fumigation on all the surfaces {unbeknownst to me of course} - and which is just absolutely disgusting on behalf of the real estate, Ray White, and landlord with no wait time for residues to expel. Plus, as well as that happening when I moved in, I had a big chunks of hair fall out, plus a mole that sits on my chest (it happened after I got badly sunburnt as a teenager at school), well it changed shape and grew bigger. So that's all the contributing factors that changed my birthmark; pollution in the environment, either chemical poison or bacterial mould. (stupid real estate girls trying to inflict cancer on low income residents). Plantar fasciitis update I need to update this because there might be a little bit of light at the end of the tunnel! After near 10 years of not being able to walk properly and having a sore foot. My metatarsal dome arrived from ebay, it was $15 a pair. But when I put it on my foot, it was really painful, I thought this is not going to help at all. Then I looked up metatarsal domes, did some research and realised that there is an option called metatarsal pads, and that would've been better, because it's not as raised, and doesn't quite feel like a stone under your foot. So, I got some of my adhesive foam that was left over from Cody Amos, and cut myself a metatarsal Pad. I also saw from watching quite a few videos on YouTube {by actual Podiatrist who know what they're doing as opposed to the ones in Australia}, - in fact there was some very good information, and I realise that I should have known about this before, and why when I went to the Podiatrist in Bundaberg in 2021, and saw that stupid woman Taylor Tatarelli at Advance Foot Care / MyFootDr; why didn't she tell me that I had metatarsalgia? From looking at the videos, it's a really easy diagnosis, it's where the pain is specifically, on the metatarsal bone, and I told her, that is where the pain was. But she didn't ever talk about metatarsal, it's like she wasn't actually a real Podiatrist at all. Anyway and you meant to put it in a very specific spot and not where the pain is but before the pain so I did that and I also saw that you're meant to Cushion that area because it's often caused from a lack of fat in that area and that would be exactly what happened with me because of the big hole I got in that spot from the planter wart so there was no fat there so it was maybe even this was the initial problem and not the collapsed arch and the collapsed arch just happened because I kept walking for those years on the shoes that had the hole in them anyway 22 problems but the collapsed arch was still a problem when I went to the doctor in 2023 I could feel it then but I'm not sure if it's still a problem or it's just only me Tata. So they always talking about the right shoes and of course the right shoes that you know $200 and I cannot afford $200 for a new pair of shoes so what I did is fashioned a little cushion in insert made out of bra inserts which I cut in half and have stuck six together and I've put that in a little band that I've wrapped around my foot which is not too tight it just holds them in place as well as done that I did a metatarsal pad made a foam with a big hole in that whole bowl area so it's very well cushioned and of course I can't fit my foot in the shoe so I put it on top of the shoe and just strap the front in and if I walk slowly is fine and also I purchased some well it's called like an inner support for the heel and so I did some research on that and the it's like an orthotic but a mini one for the heel because they did research saying if your heel is supported it's just much better for your foot so like if you wear thongs your heel is not supported at all and if you wear sandals like mine are they're not fully supported even though my shoes are really good the Eco ones so I bought this half orthotic over-the-counter you don't need specially designed specially fit ones so you can just use over-the-counter ones which cost $3.50 from team U and that also supports my arch so it's very good when I stood on that not only did I have instant relief in my metatarsal area but it just felt good cushiony and supported and it did remain to feel good for about five minutes of walking around but then suddenly the slow Rovner of the metatarsalgia came back and progressively got worse as I kept on walking and standing in the kitchen that day but I've kind of persisted with it all week and I try to wear the cushioning like if I get up to go to the toilet I tried to put it on and I feel like it's made a difference my foot doesn't hurt as much at night so maybe if I keep doing this it will heal I don't know if this is the case I've still listed my gum boots for sale on marketplace thinking that I probably won't ever be able to use them ever again but I put a high price on them $50 just in case my foot heels by the time the next rainy season that's how much time I'll give myself if it doesn't heal by the next rainy season nothing's going to work. Also as I was learning about these things that I have to do for metatarsalgia I was getting more and more furious at that stupid woman in Bundaberg at Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg 20 minutes and so the whole left side of my body was swollen and you know all the damage I've over these years when I could've had the right metatarsal dome and she's done irreversible damage as far as I'm concerned. So, I looked her up on the medical register, Aphra, and guess what no such Dr as Taylor Tatarelli! So, I contact the clinic, they said she has changed her name to Wilk. So, I put in a complaint to them, plus to Aphra. Both ignored me completely. No response. So, then I put a complaint into a lawyer, but they were extremely dodgy in my opinion, in fact I don't even think it was a lawyer, she sounded like an actress? eventually she said “no we can't help”. So, then I put a complaint in to the QLD ombudsman -now they are not in the business of getting money for compensation factors, but I just wanted to put a complaint about this woman because she was obviously trying to “product place” herself in sadistic manner. And this is not the first blonde bimbo to do so. I never heard back from them either. So, I'm going to include the complaint that I put to them on this website with a photo of this stupid bitch, because it seems nobody is going to do anything about these absolute revolting woman who hound me in such a manner, so I'm doing it myself. Photo of Taylor Tatarelli apparently now Taylor Wilk – fake podiatrists, aka blonde bimbo monkey from “on my back” RIGHT BACK AT YOU (i will give them 4 weeks to respond - they won't so, stand by, i will put the complaint here though) Complaint to QLD HEALTH Ombudsman re fake podiatrist Taylor Tatarelli, aka Taylor Wilk Notification about registered health practitioner of : • poor professional conduct • sub-standard knowledge, skill, judgement or care • lack of suitability to hold registration • impairment • breach of the National Law • breach of a condition of their registration • other issues of concern. I went to the Podiatrist at Centrelink’s disability team, request re my sore foot - 16th Nov 2021, 2:00pm This clinic was ‘Advance Foot Care’, but sometimes known as ‘My Foot Doctor’ – 2 names - dodgy reason I am guessing. It cost me $150. This podiatrists, ‘girl’, a young blonde, name Taylor Tatarelli, -not entirely sure that was her real name, because when I checked her credentials on Aphra, no such person, then the Clinic later told me her name is Taylor Wilt. I complained to her of pain in the front pad of my foot, and told her the circumstance, the collapsed arch… -instead of diagnosing it as metatarsalgia (and collapsed arch), {turns out I have 2 conditions), the young female blonde podiatrist squeezed pressed, poked, prodded, and rubbed, it as hard as she could, under the pretence of some sort of massage (?), for about 5 minutes, could have been longer…. She also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad (the tool used to steal $600 in unnecessary orthotics from MANY other people too), for 25 minutes - - which all later and shortly after, resulted in my whole left side of my body swelling up, especially my knee, left chest, left breast and left underarm - for about a week (don't ask me what's going on there with the swelling – I’m sure that Dr could not tell you either….) And of course, I was left foot undiagnosed for several years, which had very detrimental effect – near 10 years now unable to walk properly, and not knowing about Metatarsalgia which requires very specific foot ware / padding. Btw, there is a Taylor Wilt who is a registered Podiatrist in South Australia. It may not be the same one - as that clinic, as it is clearly run by women who will be trying to cover their arses, save themselves “weee don’t get desperate women in our clinic pretending to be Doctors trying to “win a sadistic date””. Check out their link with hordes of Drs: https://www.myfootdr.com.au/about-us/meet-the-team/ Oh, Taylor did say the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was “walking funny”. No mention of Metatarsalgia AT ALL – the most common condition with pain in the front pad of foot as I described. A monkey could have diagnosed it. And then she wanted me to pay another $600 then and there for an orthotic. So, overcharging ($150), plus wrong to no diagnosis, plus wanting me to pay for unnecessary orthotic, plus sadistic pain infliction. Later that day I went to the GP at Moore Park Beach, Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, SWOLLEN LIKE A BALLON, from Taylors pressing, squeezing, poking, prodding, and rubbing, of my metatarsal bones, but instead of acknowledging it when I described what happened – HE IGNORED IT. Completely ignored it, changed the subject. (Later a woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass, my GP at Gin Gin – so I would say all 3 incahoots – some sort of SICK sadistic GAME, at my expense. l cannot walk for longer than 20 minutes I have foot pain. Then and still now. Ultimately caused from over use – WORKING (bingo, acknowledgement of my condition proof of working). I put this complaint to Aphra in ‎February ‎2023, ‏ – they ignored me. More women trying to save each other. I later requested the medical report/notes from Taylor Tatarelli; she had clearly used a medical report made by her colleague Paul Wang, who I later saw about toe impingement on my right foot. The report is so lacking plus with lies, I will not be giving it to Centrelink disability team or Centrelink’s compensation team. Because they ignored it I had a similar situation later in Mackay at the dentist. $3.13/L Diesel, wake up gov. After doing the physios stretches, I got a tender big toe. I googled it: Plantar Plate Injury in my big toe from the doorway stretch: tender under big toe due to straining it too much with that upward strain exercise. And since I had such good results when I looked up and a toe tenderness, I thought I should look up exactly what happened that day back in the pool in 2016: "second toe sticking upright"; it says: commonly known as a hammertoe (or "floating toe"). It occurs when the toe bends abnormally, causing the middle joint to stick up" So that's what happened in the pool that day something weird happened to my foot and I stuck my foot up out of the water and the second toe next to the big toe was literally sticking up vertically straight up in the air. So then it described all the reasons why this would happen and none of them suited what happened to me or was a little vague with a previous injury..... So that toe sticking up resulted in the metatarsal bone problem, it is behind that toe, which connects the toe to the foot. I don't think they have a condition for it, they just call it metatarsalagia because it affects the metatarsal bone. I love the Internet - Truly, changed my life, helped me greatly, thankyou thankyou. (I remember the day Google came into existence. I was there, I was just thinking; I need a plain simple search engine that doesn’t have any adds, and is easy to read, understand and see results. And wallah! I clicked the button, and then there was Google! – the most magical day of my life!! A new era has begun.) I should mention of course there are some really dodgy people on the Internet, I mean extremely dodgy, they now have everyone tracked, they know everyone’s IP address, they know what information you’ll be sharing and looking at, they know your profiles, your acquaintances. They dictate what information you can see and can’t see by hiding web pages, (“the server cannot be reached at the moment…”) and they hide webpage results in Google search, and even present webpages with concocted information on it, specifically for a targeted individual. And I mentioned before how secretaries and reception girls are the biggest perverts, well possibly for the exception of computer nerd IT people. An example, I just download another browser the other day, {I have 4 browsers now}. And in the set up, it asked me “can we collect and use your data” UNBELIEVABLE!! why would you even ask me this, HOW could you possibly think in any person's circumstance that it would be ok for you to monitor all their browsing?? What planet are you living in? OFCOURSE NOT you idiots. Another example; way back around 2010 or so, I was out in the garden and came across a Praying mantis, at that time, I was not sure if this was a good insect or bad, so I went inside and looked it up, the web results said – all bad, they eat the leaves of your plants, so I went back outside and chopped it with secateurs. It was not till later when I thought about it, the name “Praying” suggest it hunts other insects and DOES NOT eat the leaves. So, a few years later when I saw another, I rechecked it again (by this time, there is an abundance of information on the net – {I have been around since there was hardly any info on the net!}, and sure enough, it clearly states “predators of arthropods”. So, some computer nerd had seen my situation back then, and falsified the results to trick me, (or they did not know), perhaps they thought it would be amusing, and perhaps making fun of some girl who was inexperienced in the garden (I bet it was a Telstra computer nerd), so meanwhile that poor little mantis died for no reason, just because of that stupid computer nerd. See how evil they are. It’s easy for a computer nerd to do this, I’m not saying acting on their own, or working for anyone, I wouldn’t want to encourage government conspiracies, but it’s easy for them to brainwash / manipulate someone through concocted information on the Internet. I have seen it also on another 2 occasions with 2 other people – so not me and my IP address, but people I knows IP address. Then there’s all the targeted marketing ads and so forth. My computer has frequently been hacked. I have emails that go missing, I have documents that go missing. Once I noted a video on my PC camera had been changed – as I was using it, whilst checking playback (I use it as a security camera too), btw, I believe they do this in order to protect the stupid bond bimbos who steal from me at my house - it’s like old men trying to protect pretty little girls who fuck up; I’ve noticed this is a recurring thing – outside down the street, if I am about to catch a dog red-handed stealing from me, there’s always some man who’ll step in my way to block my view, to make sure I can’t see what’s going on. It’s unbelievable how they ‘save’ these stupid trashy women. I’m thinking maybe they feel noble to do it, them thinking, ‘oh that girl is just young and naïve, and is making a mistake in life, she can’t help it, as no one has taught her any better’ or ‘ oh, well, we like the thief better than we like Emily, so, we will save the bimbo’. The reason I know they absolutely do this, is because when I was 18 and just moved to Sydney and had to catch the train up from North Sydney to Hornsby every day for TAFE, with my $20 a budget per week; a weekly train ticket was $12.50, if I recall, so that didn’t leave much money for food or Tafe materials, plus other modes of transport. One week I realised if I wanted to eat anything that week, I would have to not purchase a weekly train ticket, so I could eat (not that that is an excuse; if people had that attitude, then there would be chaos). But I actually was young. And it was back in the day before there were turntables at the train, and hardly any train staff about due to off peak travelling. So, I took the risk, and was sitting on the train almost at my stop, and of course, that day, they had a conductor come round and ask for tickets! I started squirming in my seat, and then the guy in front of me started talking to the conductor, and then it was my stop, I hastily got off, so I didn’t have to go through that process of humiliation. So, this is what men do. They knew perfectly well I didn’t have my ticket. That’s why they put the conductor on, and that’s’ why they put that guy sitting in front of me to talk to the conductor - and pretend to save me, FAKE SAVE, after setting up a near calamity in the first place. It is arshole behaviour. There is a whole network of them who continue to do it. Similar set ups and saves have occurred since, only ofcourse regarding perhaps embarrassing situations, but not theft, as I have mentioned, I am pretty much against theft of any kind. And that’s why they save those trashy bimbo female thieves who steals from me. To save them from humiliation – as I would press charges, no matter who it was or how old (that’s if I did not strangle them first and they were still around). But you see, the thing is, those ones that steal from me, are WELL past ‘young and naive’ stage, and the whole ‘well we did not know’ excuse; they now would be well into their 40s / 50’s plus some, aswell as being quite wealthy in comparison to me. Yet those men are still saving those bimbo women, no matter what age they are, and knowing how wrong and evil they are. At this point, those women really need to be held accountable. The fact they have not been, is why they still continue to steal from me. STUPID MEN. SUCH SUCKERS FOR A PRETTY BLONDE. This is exactly what happened when those girls stole my physio appointments and my Care plan; and you know, a young naive, 18-year-old skipping on a train fare one time, is a little bit different from stealing Hundreds of dollars’ worth of physio appointments from me, then also hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of craft products/stuff/ glasses/food…repeatedly and repeatedly…...Those stupid men obviously can’t see the big picture. And one of them at least works at Microsoft, as my PC camera is all Microsoft. They are going to also have to pay. Ha ha! Also, PC related hacking; I have words and sentences being changed from documents. I have words and sentences being changed on my website, as well as photos removed. { I find the way a sentence is worded, can be extremely important, and can make the difference between belief and disbelief, or to actually make the point you’re trying to make. Just one word is all it takes for a reader to be sceptical of what you’re saying or to miss the important part of what you’re saying. I believe that there are certain people who know about this and who have changed sentences and omitted important keywords, and I also believe they not only do it to me, and my blog, but they do it for important documents like for court or articles on wiki etc etc}. Also, I have had my uploaded YouTube videos, edited too. Basically, everything is editable on the Internet, and that’s why if you’ve ever attended court (for unpaid rego….), when you provide documents, they all have to be printed and sent because, everything can be changed and manipulated if it’s digital - but you also have to watch the person who takes the court documents because, then, again is an opportunity where something can be manipulated or removed, I have witnessed a girl tampering with my documents in a court reception - whether she was doing it deliberately to try to trick me, or whether she actually removed something, I still do not know (I won the case anyway – but the stress involved in having to go to court is unforgivable). (She was the girl covered with tattoos). And of course, they can track you easily on every single website and can block you, which they do I’ve been blocked from Facebook and eBay. Australia pretends to be a democracy, but really, it’s not. Someone suggested to me, the reason I was harassed when I went out shopping back in the late 90’s was really done deliberatley by computer people, trying to build up the online shopping computer world, as in, if someone gets harassed when they go out, they would be inclined to stay in, infront of their computer. Which is most definatly true, I feel online shopping has saved me from major harassment. Whether the part about nerds setting harassment traps is true, I do not know, there was one incidence at a computer shop in Hornsby, that leads me to believe it may be slightly true? You know I’ve been followed around on the roads since I was a young girl and this is not a conspiracy, this is a fact, maybe something that only happens to women or certain targeted individuals? I can’t speak for other women or other people. In fact, I can only assume though, if it happened to other people, they would talk about it more, so I assume that it doesn’t happen, or most people aren’t very observant like me? I remember on the roads when I was, probably 15 or so, I wasn’t permitted to sleep because my friend’s father who was driving the car would be one of those people that would fall into the category of ‘couldn’t tell the difference between a projected image and reality’ Powers that be know me well, and know about this secret phenomenon, and they don’t want any car accidents - I have to say those people live in fear and have no faith. I do not cause car accidents. Not ever. But once in Gunnedah, those evil stalking dogs created a car accident to make it look like it was my fault, I think they did it in Sydney once too, so they could try to prove their point and validate themselves, and I suspect, to get funding to continue to stalk me (creating jobs for themselves) – they really are evil and human rights violators, they have no respect for me or anyone else. They just want to try to control me, as in a personal power trip, and see me as their meal ticket, they are USERS. They are truly disgusting who act under the guise of “oh but we are important people who know about these things, when most people do not know, or understand, and so, “we are helping people - people need to be warned about you”. But they are not helping at all, they’re power control freaks; self-aggrandizing action undertaken simply for the pleasure of exercising control over another person. They’re self-declared important people, whilst making my life difficult. After 9 years of Drought, finally, I am seeing rain at Gin Gin. OMG, it is so devine. Thankgod its finally raining. I swear a lot of neighbours (and dull-witted council workers) "act out" because it's so dry and no one has enough water to live life. (There must be some explanation for the stupid thieving nature of the people who live in this Kookaburra Park community? - I was later advised, not rain related, but most people at that park were pot smokers, I was advised I was surrounded by potheads. Including my landlord. Life Stories P2 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2( this) , LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 2 Another Foot Stabbing By Passive Aggressive Bimbo.jpg METAL PARFAIT SPOONS - 2 STOLEN, MAY 202 retailers overcharging me still.jpg Purslane stolen by neighbours or landlor photo of all my knitting equipment layed tree guard stolen from near front gate.jpg Birth certificate STOLEN in November December 2021 sometime, Gin Gin, QLD, kookaburra Par Watch and Wait - Little idiots waiting till I go outside.jpg reading glasses stolen.jpg SEED STOLEN Acacia baileyanna - Cootamundra Wattle.jpg Russel Pattersons seed of Eucalyptus sideroxylon STOLEN.jpg ILikeSeeds rip off.jpg bloody chiro.JPG kookaburra park road entrance and lake.jpg Fisher and Paykel stealling again.jpg companies stealing via google search results showing my name.jpg ebay thieves.jpg Green long horizontal aluminum tube STOLEN.jpg Legal Courier theft going on by Pack and Send, and Just Freight Bundaberg.jpg PVA woodworking glue STOLEN, from locked house.jpg stolen because they can.jpg brahmi tea stolen.jpg tap valve replacement STOLEN FROM INSIDE HOUSE KOOKABURRA PARK, GIN GIN BY DAVID HOOKERS S strange world.jpg Items that have been stolen through Australia Post.jpg Page 2 NEXT 1 2(this) 3 4 5

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 3 aquarium plant stolen the day I received harassment for money, from employment provider in Gin Gin, massive Road works, street beau Cooktown letter to their council.jpg I love my sweet treats!.jpg SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb 2022 THEY CANNOT BE CONTACTED.j another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing.jpg 2 Hakea seedlings stolen Gin Gin QLD november by neighbours at no 9 village lane kookaburr danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet .jpg Canefarmers polluting my air.jpg more reading glasses stolen jan 2021 from inside house while I sleep YUKKKKK.jpg Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer.jpg Telstra charged me for phoning 13 number to Optus.jpg Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff.JPG food stealing out of locked car - blonde bimbos do it.jpg optus, why do they bother.JPG pkt of futon screw bolts STOLEN from my tool cupboard 2020 - 2021.jpg light bulb people overcharging in the name of eco.JPG is this a LOOKALIKE car.jpg irrigation poly stolen by measn of sabotage.jpg date collection via printers.jpg apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad.jpg 2 women lurking around my house this morning, pretending to weed.jpg car people stealing at mechanics.jpg Car cam stolen, later returned, then later my TF card for car cam stolen.JPG harrasment from airport biosecurity - they stealing from me.jpg 29. Companies Tricking Customers into Product Early Retirement so you buy another: Mouse. The company that makes this particular PC mouse is stealing from its customers; by creating malware which they insert on people’s PC and it causes problems with a mouse after a set time, usually about 8 months or whenever they feel like it. So, you think that there's something wrong with it, it's come to its end of its life, and you have to purchase another one. BUT in fact there's nothing wrong with it - it is just a greedy thieving hacker making you think that there's something wrong with it. If you do buy another one, keep the old one, and then after six months try the old one; you'll see it works perfectly fine. by the way, this is a special smaller size mouse for people with petite hands; women, possibly children too. You would think that there would be quite a few you could choose from, but actually there's limited smaller sized PC mouse, and this one's probably the best, it's the smallest and most ergonomic. I have not seen any other competition for it. Just, unfortunately the company who sells this appears to be evil. It’s along the same lines as how Apple installs device updates that reduce the running quality a little bit every time, as punishment for having an older device. A bad community. 30. IT Telstra girl who stalks me online and bans me from social media Telstra switched off my Internet two weeks ago, I’ve been trying to speak with them and get it fixed but I just seem to get little Ditsy bimbos every time, no one really knows what they’re talking about….{this was pre-2026, they seemed to have somewhat evolved in the meantime after I wrote this, initially.} I record every single phone conversation that I make and when I played this one back I realised this is the same girl I’ve spoken to her several times and I’m pretty sure this is the IT bitch that stalks me online and ban me?; somehow persuade Admin to ban me or close my account? I can’t access any social media sites, she did it in 2021 and I am still ban from eBay, Facebook, and a couple of others. I mean it is pretty hard to identify a person just from their voice but this one is unusual because many of the IT people I speak to are usually Asian this one is not so she’s more easily identifiable. I mean you could look at it a different way, and think they’re just trying to product place iPads and Sims for cellular mobile? I don’t really condone product placing someone else’s stuff (especially if I don’t get paid for it), although personally, I believe you have to be a fool not to have an iPad anyway, I love mine! I mean how can you get around if you can’t use Google Maps! But it seems to me that there are certain personality types that form online obsessions and this girls one of them I have many articles that I write go missing from my blog some of my other accounts online and my PC and the person doing that would be a computer nerd who knows what they’re doing and this girl would fit into that category I can only write about it, so she can see her dysfunction, and get on with her own life. On my first page I wrote about Bogan Immigrant Theory. I feel this definitely includes Telstra employees, because Telstra are UK based and I think they have sent all of their worst thieving employees down to Australia, and as a result Australia is a backwards country now. I truly believe it's mainly related to Telstra and these communication problems that happen in Australia. Although I was since advised, one lady I knew in Gunnedah, and was friends with her and her daughter, used to work for Telstra, and this would not surprise me, she is a “talking person”, and she would definitely fit into that cliche of a gossiping ladies who talk with everyone; she was a very nice person, very smart too. So because of this knew information, I suspect there was a group of women who worked at the Post Office, because when I looked up the history of Telstra, it started at the Melbourne Post office and they came up with the telephone for their local area in the late 60’s early 70’s (not very long ago), - realizing the problems that come about due to a lack of communication – since they all were such talkers!! lol; and eventually that sector of the Post office branched off and became telecom {that's what wiki says}. Page 3 NEXT 1 2 3(this) 4 5

I have women that follow me around and are obsessed with me, I call it the Little Girl Problem. Their main aim is to sabotage everything, like manipulate the situation to make me look bad and get me kicked out – I mean kicked out of my house/ community groups, kicked out of Facebook, Rav, eBay, you name it, whatever they can do to sabotage my daily life they will try and do it – they have an unhealthy obsession and they steal, and it has been going on for 20 years, going back to NEGS girls. (Not 1, Winnifred O’Hare and the Witches of Salem Life Stories P8 - The Banging and Tapping page 5. Dry view from Front door looking over veranda at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin 6. My kitchen at 8. Pellaea Rangari ovata Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 15. from Sibling Friend Jealousy I named this page “The Banging and Tapping” page, after I was being driven mad by a few of my neighbours. It would seem every time I would go out onto my back deck at Kookaburra Park, the old man neighbour there would start making a loud banging noise. What incensed me, was when I was inside, just on the other side of the flyscreen door that led out to the back deck, there was no banging – this guy seemed to only start his banging – {I assume he was putting in star pickets with a post hole banger}, it seems, he would only start doing it as soon as I opened that flyscreen door and stepped outside. So, when I was inside watching Netflix or something; but could still hear all that was going on outside NOTHING. Step outside - bang tap bang tap. ?? Plus, after I got so annoyed about this phenomenon, it seems some of the other neighbours would start the same noise if I went out on to the front deck. Mimicry - a sure sign of mental retardation. And, at a previous address in Builyan, the same thing, with one of the hick neighbours making this constant tapping sound on metal. For hrs, every day, he would do it. So, it turned out that the old man at Kookaburra park was building things in his big garden, and not just banging to annoy the crap out of everyone. I can’t say the same thing for the guy at Builyan? But there does seem to be a ‘thing’ involving banging and making loud noise, by backwards people, just to annoy others, and I am fairly certain that same guy (who used to fly a prate flag on his veranda, used to make barking dog sounds – just to annoy people, as dogs were not allowed at Kookaburra eco village. 1. Winnifred Hoerr and the Witches of Salem This is Winnifred Hoerr (Win), he is my landlord (right) Cate Rogers‘s friend, and X, who lives a few houses down from me. (Cate left him, and lives with another man now in Gin Gin). When I first arrived here, he showed me around the park, he introduced me to his friends across the trees from me, Beeke and partner. I have since spoken to Win a couple of times over the past 12 months, but really, I do not have anything to do with him, I personally find him a little unpleasant, disrespectful and insecure. However, it has just come to my attention that this whole time I’ve been accusing the couple across the road Mat and Naomi of dodgy behaviour whenever something of mine gets stolen, like “we know someone just stole something of yours, we heard them,” (why they don’t call the police is beyond my comprehension (you know the police can actually do something about, believe it or not). So, I have just acquired a bicycle, and have been riding around the park, AND I realise, it is NOT Matt and Naomi‘s house, it is Wins friend’s house, Beeke Smith, so perhaps it is actually Win, Cate and his accomplices stealing from me? Got me thinking, why would he be harassing me? So now, I have a story to confirm my suspicions about him; the almonds – which I notice, that photo story is now missing from my blog; so, I’ll recap here; Woolworths deliveries were doing a phase of stealing my food one way or the other, like not delivering an item that I had ordered, or removing it from my cart just before checkout (IT Nerds). (They have stopped doing that now, thanks to this blog). So, in one order, I had ordered 2 packets of almonds, and I saw them when they delivered it, and put them away, thought nothing of it. But I went round to Wins house later that day, it could’ve been the next day? And Win was behaving very strangely, one of the things he was behaving strangely about, was, about some almonds that he had, he was kind of using that sarcastic voice that women sometimes get when they’re vexed about something, he was going on about these almonds, he had some almonds, and I could have some of his almonds…. I’m like, well no thanks, I don’t really feel like any almonds. I felt, no, I know, he was under the passive command of his part time girlfriend who was there from Berlin, Ursula (Berlin, another German!) - she gave me these little herb pots from Woollies, as I as leaving, and I guess she thought that would make everything okay. Of course, it does not. Some people think this is how WW2 started, with Hitler under the command of his mistress and later wife, Eva Braun, who was a blonde, and had a dislike of certain other women who happened to be brunettes. They seriously think this is what happened. Women are to blame for everything. Btw, in Gunnedah, the woollies driver there used to stop at my neighbours for beers before he delivered my order, he was always late!! So, anyway, I left, determined never to return there again. But the next week I got my almonds out to do some cooking, and I noticed that 1 of the packets had been opened, and a quarter of the almonds were missing! So, remembering Wins strange almond behaviour, I strongly suspect, either Win knew that my almonds were missing, and or he took them, (possibly incahoots with the delivery boy?) - did my neighbours and the truck driver have a secret meeting before delivery? to determine a theft? Who knows?? But this almond incident makes Win guilty, and even if him just knowing about the theft and not him stealing, makes him guilty. This plus my later recollections of that man on 3 other occasions, in a train at North Sydney, Tamworth Art Gallery with all the girls sitting around him, and in the school library; makes him extremely guilty; I have mentioned that story on my blog about how Win looks like the guy that hung out in the NEGS library, all those years ago trying to engage young girls (the library staff specifically invited him; why NEGS staff let men from Armidale do this, is beyond my comprehension, that last bit needed to be brought into consciousness; they really do it, alike pimps.) But it gets worse, as Wins friend, my then landlord, who, I am pretty sure, is, infact my school friends, older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, (another German) now is Cate Rogers), she was involved with the library at that time. She was friends with Win back then?? So, I think she and other older NEGS girls, plus house mistress Cathy Goldman, may have had something to do with all the stalking and harassment I have experienced over the last 25 years, including all the thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house when I was at Bunnings. By the way, she, Cate my landlord, told me if I tell anyone what has been going on, she would tell everyone that I have mental health problems – she is plain evil, and seriously, she should be shot, what a stupid dog. And can you see how the Mental Health Industry is a total scam – it’s just like the Witches of Salem. WAKE UP In case you haven’t noticed I have zero tolerance for thieves. I wouldn’t have thieves in my life. I would never consider even talking to someone who shoplifted or did petty thieving as an act of revenge; because they didn’t like someone, or whatever their motives - I would never consider someone like that a friend, ever; there’re pathetic and not good enough to walk this planet, let alone be in my company. This has always been the case with me from an early age. Deal with it. {I should add, also now, zero tolerance for stalkers or harassers - zero. Too bad if you made a mistake in your youthful naivety, zero tolerance.} Just so you know, there’s an old man, who gardens, who lives next door to Mat and Naomi, who put up at (one point) a pirate flag – in my experience, ‘self-declared’ bad people are just that, with thievery being the biggest dysfunction (although not as big as the ‘fucking idiot’ problem), so it could well be him too, doing the annoying harassment sounds? But also, I know Mat and Naomi got wind of the fact that I thought it was them stealing from me, so they could have typically quite possibly taken revenge, and did something really nasty and bitchy, which happens a lot – people are so spiteful (which I belief they did, and cannot discuss). Also, Cate insisted repeatedly that Mat and Naomi were innocent, but she has not said that about anyone else in that park, or anyone that I accused of theft or harassment – like she knows people are stealing from me, herself included, so she knows FOR SURE that Mat and Naomi were not. People give themselves away eventually, implying that Mat and Naomi were actually the ONLY ONES in the park not stealing or harassing me, automatically implicating herself and Win (and the old couple next door, the Elders, and the Hooker family across the RD) the guilty ones. Possibly Win might be a case of, seeing and hearing about everybody else steal from me, and or doing SIGNS, and so, he wants to do it too “me too me too I’m a bad boy”. Or, I have deduced that people do SIGNS basically to make themselves feel important and so they don’t go crazy with boredom, especially ones at Kookaburra Park, as none of them work. So, Win who would have a sharp mind, (did an engineering course at uni, just has never worked), would be a typical person to fall under the spell of wanting to do SIGNS, not knowing he inadvertently is disturbing the peace. Cate told me Win has managed to go through his whole life without ever working - isn’t that amazing, but he did build his own home which is fairly nice, so he must’ve inherited enough money to do that. Just imagine going your whole life without ever working, and he would be in his late 50s now, so I do find that quite extraordinary, to not even experience a fulltime job, working for someone, and earning money – what that’s like? Btw, I don’t believe Cate did much work either, but I recall Rachels sister, the Wainberg girl did work briefly at a small architecture office as receptionist. Well, so if it is her, she is now on Disability pension and is not sick, she is someone who has a lot of friends, they give their friends the pension, and people who actually have a disability miss out, such is the nature of this stupid country. {The perfect Centrelink recipient – a dog}. I suspect that group are indeed were from real nazis in Germany, as there was a big settlement of nazis after the war ended in South Australia, and that is where both Cate and Win are from. Possibly trying to be funny at someone else’s (me) expense. FUCK OFF. I hope those BIMBOS involved get cancer, and are tortured, see how they like it. Also, I got wind of the fact that my stories sound so awful, that they could not possibly be true, and as I am a creative type, I must be making them up – I CAN ASURE YOU, I AM NOT. I am just writing down what happens to me in my life. Also I’ve heard some people talk about creating your own destiny, and don’t just let things happen; take charge! I’m definitely all for that. I’m a fairly independent person, and I have created many situations in my life, which often have worked out. (Nothing would ever happen at all if I did not make plans and goals. But then of course some little jealous bully comes along when they see it WORKING OUT and destroys it. This is mainly what happens in life. And this is the part, I have no control over. And it is like a continuing theme, all my adult life. I’m at the point now where unless I had a lot of money I just can’t carry out my destiny, let alone my will. 2. Sleep Stealing and Female Doctor Manipulations Do you know how clever your body is? Honestly, its 2020, and it’s like most women have no idea what really goes on. For instance, when we sleep, we process everything that has happened during the day, so if you have interrupted sleep or no to little sleep one night, it means you will have difficulty remembering that day’s events the in the future. You will also be part zombie sleep deprived unless you are well disciplined. Did you know when you are lying down, signals are sent to the brain for body organs to relax (and heal if needed), - that includes your bladder, it is typical for a human to be able to sleep the whole night without having to get up and go to the toilet, even if they need to go – they can ‘put it on hold’ so to speak (obviously unless you have had a few drinks just before bed, there is only so much your bladder can put on hold). As I do not drink, aside from coffee and water, and the occasional squeezed juice, I DO NOT NEED TO BE WOKEN UP IN THE NIGHT TO GO TO THE LOO. So, for all the little people who have taken it upon themselves (WHO THINK THEYA RE HELPING, delusional) to wake me up at night, – could you please GO JUMP IN THE LAKE, the world would be a better place without you. And btw, I believe there is a deliberate misconception (purposely perpetuated) that I am a drunk, so these dogs, can work each night, all night to wake me up, it is a paid job, they are so selfish, greedy thieves, plus inconsiderate. My neighbour across from me on the highway at Kookaburra Park, has just moved, because they are so loud, - eventually THEY REALIZE, no it was not a bird, or a chance normal sound – they are deliberate people making noises in order to wake people from their sleep. truly UNACCEPTABLE behaviour - PERSECUTION. And, there is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health Clinic that is deliberately kept awake by certain paid people so then the next day at work she is ‘zombielike’ and can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions, this is the powers that be in Australia, the powers that be, know about this phenomenon. After I posted this, that clinic was closed. The government does not like to think that there are “powers that be” that run this country, aside from them!! Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. Trust me, this is a problem. - you need to remember your dreams to help figure your life and the people in it, out. While I am on the subject, lately (2021) something I can’t explain happens to me, around 9pm, I get extremely sleepy, EXTREME, Then I usually wake at 1-2am with many helpful thoughts/ideas bombarding me? like reminders of things I need to do in the garden, errands I have to make, things I have to clean… and such. - Sleep - so mysterious. And often I feel my mind is being used every night by people while I sleep for her first few hrs, and when they’re through with me they wake me up. Plus, that coward truck driver that wakes me up at 1 or 2o’clock in the morning by continuous noisy driving up and down the highway - a little birdie told me that this is some guys ‘act of war’ as he hates women, and since he is a coward, he targets single women/low income, to take his rage and personal anger out on, in society by being a nuisance in his truck/car. Why the police don’t do anything about these bastards is beyond comprehension for me. Seriously, they drive up, turn round, then drive back, repeatedly, sometimes all night. No one does anything. Not sure if it is the same truck driver, I suspect so, but they drive by Kookaburra Park and sometimes fires a gun, or the like. Loud bang. This usually happens daily. It’s not a shotgun because it’s not loud enough, but it is pretty loud, so some sort of gun, perhaps a starters gun for a race. They set the birds off, then the birds squawk for a good 20 minutes. After I posted this, that stopped. Sleep deprivation causes problems, biggest one being long term memory retention, and loss of focus. They still waking me up at my new address in 2022; Car horns are a form of noise pollution. It does state in the Drivers Handbook, that car beeping is permitted to warn pedestrians of oncoming cars, or to be used while reversing, to warn pedestrians who maybe crossing the footpath, behind the vehicle. You may not be aware but car horns are not to be used for anything else, because it falls under the category of noise pollution. Disturbing the neighbourhood, people and animals, or giving innocent pedestrians a fright. I am sure you could understand not everyone works a 9-5 job; some people sleep during the day re night shifts. I need to mention, you may not be fully aware of the nature of certain people, (I find in life not many people do, especially housewives) so I’d like to bring this to your attention; if you disturb somebody with your car horn during the day, that person may take it upon themselves to start beeping their horn in the middle of the night, to disturb not only the person who did it, but in fact the entire town, to spite you. For a heavy sleeper, they may not even wake up, and have no idea of this little war, that some irate night shift worker has commenced. When I write about it, it sometimes stops, especially on the same night I write about it, which is why I am updating this photo story and re uploading. And, another update: Trucks driving past at 6 o’clock in the morning on Sunday morning. This is Nuisance people on the road. The alarm bells should be ringing if you are someone that pays attention. I’ve had extensive experience with truckdrivers, and one thing I’ve noticed over many years, is friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday morning, truckdrivers are usually resting, asleep, or partying. And at these times there’s peace on the roads. So, this morning Sunday morning 11th Dec 2022, is a constant barrage of trucks at 6 o’clock in the morning going outside my old unit on the old highway - alarm bells alarm bells alarm bells. Why don’t they do anything about Nuisance truckdrivers who are polluting our roads ? 3. Old men in Trailers driving in Circles For some unknown reason I have old man in trailers who follow me around now in Gin Gin. I used to have boys who followed me around, and then I had girls that followed me around (the dogs). And now I have old men harassing me. The main thing they seem to be wanting to do, is commentate my life. I can only assume this has been learnt from sitting on the couch watching sports and drinking beer. (Seriously, try switching to documentaries you never know what you might learn). So, I feel those non-thinking idiots -I say non-thinking, because anyone with an ounce of common sense would know that commentating some girls life is completely inappropriate, disrespectful, and retarded behaviour -they can’t seem to see you that my life is none of their business. They literally need to be told to fuck off. So, fuck off you stupid old men. 4. Sound Harassment when I Exit my House I had noticed at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, whenever I went outside, suddenly my neighbours would either yell out, or make a loud noise. They hear me open my metal frame door open, and respond with louder noise - like a primitive monkee. There have been times when the sounds of the person who yells out, when I leave the house has sounded like a little boy, but I’m not in entirely sure if it was a child, because I know that there are women who actually sound like little boys, somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson. And I’m pretty sure that they have been deliberately pretending to be a child, as in to trick me, implying that there are bad little boy behaviours in play, as in, when you leave the house, someone is going to steal something from inside, while you’re not looking, which in fact happens, and has happened for the first two years that I’ve been here at Gin Gin; plus happened at Rangari frequently. Once at Rangari, I heard one of the dogs say that my house was like an art gallery, she couldn’t but help take something from it, when I wasn’t looking. STUPID, *&^% off. Although lately, when I have left the house, I have not had anything taken (oh, except, my birth certificate was taken 3 weeks ago, so there you go, still happens) - I haven’t left the house much because I can’t really walk, I have a Collapsed Arch. (Actually, I should not have left the house the whole time I’ve been here doing my gardening, because I agitate my collapsed arch and it hasn’t healed, soo painful. But I just can’t help myself, I am a gardener, plus I need to be able to do something. But gardening is kind of a waste because the landlord will just ask you to leave at any point, which she has done, making all the time and effort that you spent, a complete waste of time and effort). Landlord user. Labour user. Lazy greedy landlord. So, it’s either that “stealing sign” or this woman is yelling out because the opportunity has presented itself; she heard me, and then has responded with noise herself, like some sort of weird primal communication attempt, I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with her, there’s something wrong. Maybe she’s a musician and feels she has to communicate loudly all the time with her voice? Sometimes it’s not a human voice, it’s just noise, so maybe that times, those noises are literally from animals, it is kind of an ANIMALISTIC RESPONSE in my opinion, and I do live in an animal friendly environment? Who knows, but after writing this blog it stopped briefly. I want to further state today, now at Sarina, that ‘dumb dog’ back at Gin Gin who made loud sounds whenever I went outside; I am fairly certain it is the girl who repeatedly reminds me, that I live in “Cates house”, and not ‘my’ house. – Well, der! She has some major issues with territory- she is full on dog. I recall, I was harassed online in such manner, there were dogs targeting me, wanting me to talk about money, and housewives or something, they were on Facebook – they are truly greedy and evil, always wanting something from me – like desperate monkees in the jungle. They still hound me today. I have no money for you – you stupid retail thieves. Actually, in retrospect, this may have been my landlord Cate Rogers and her minions? {Formerly Rachael Wainberg’s older sister, she changed her name} – as I mentioned before, she is possibly the person hung up on ‘class’ re she thought I could not get Centrelink payments due to the fact that I was rich, when in actually fact that was not the reason, the reason was because Centrelink are cunts. Her fiend “Win” who lives nearby was also hung up on class. But actually, as I know all my harassment problems I have, are usually female, I suspect maybe in this “going outside” case, due to the extreme territorial land issues, my harasser here at Kookaburra might be male, and OLD, old man?? I remember David Heywood used to suffer from land territorial issues, as did Steve Carter, its definatly a male thing. Women also suffer from territorial issues, but not usually so much land related. They have whole other territorial issues going on with relationships and human interactions. So now at my new location, I have the same problem of harassment from neighbours when I go outside, by the child next door. It started off as the child, but now, the whole family harasses me. They are beyond a nuisance. They - that whole family, should be in jail; the bloody mother should CERTAINLY not be allowed to breed more dogs. What the hell is wrong with society when you are letting bimbo people breed more bimbo dogs?? This is the root of the problem, so cut it off at the base. I made it known that I was being harassed, and so the mother I suspect tried to do something about it, but seems to have simply joined in with an app that plays sounds – so typical. And also, a little bungalow was built in the vacant plot infront of their house, - I believe for the SOLE POINT OF HARASSING ME, but I suspect the person harassing me at Gin Gin, is the same person doing it – they travel up and use it for a holiday spot? -I saw an old man there when he was harassing me via tooting his car, it looked like the same guy that lived in no 1 on the corner there at Kookaburra Park, the one with all the fruit trees. He must think “oh I can harass some girl from afar, and not get caught – woohoo woohoo – get her, get her!” IDIOT Actually, it is not always neighbours making sounds when I go outside, also, people who drive past harass me via tooting, many times when I go outside; toot toot. Like yesterday, I go outside to feed my fish (as I do twice daily), and some idiot drives past and beeps - they do this repeatedly; go outside; they make noise - constant harassment. Someone told me all harassment is sexual harassment, so, what?- can’t they handle my sensuality when I go outside?? Juvenile bogans. Btw, when that show the Simpson was on; that crew are disgusting and cowards. Other people can see how discriminatory and humiliating they are, and I personally believe, that’s why they put that divine chocolate ‘Homer Hudson’ ice cream in my path at the supermarket, to try and make up for their revoltingness. (And only because other people could see – they typically have no remorse, people like that. It was a type of ‘peer pressure’ apology – this happens a lot. Still. All the time. {How could you think that would possibly make up for it you stupid little dogs}. Although exceptionally good ice-cream. I have a lot to say about people who torment me – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. Photo shows a bit of my living room wall with my art at Rangari 5. Finally, some normality when I walk outside into the garden Today when I went outside to feed my chook, I went out, did it, and came back inside. I can’t begin to explain what a joy that experience was, compared to how it has been, I’d say for at least the first 16 months of living here. Before, whenever I went outside, every single time, there would be some person either yelling out from one of my neighbours, or who would start madly tapping, as in banging a piece of metal or something. Perhaps even they would start revving their car. It is a fairly quiet neighbourhood, aside from the constant hwy traffic. But I suspect they can hear my metal door when I unlock/open/close/lock each time I enter and exit. I’m not sure what the proper reaction should be from having this ‘noise harassment’ every time I go outside, I mean it doesn’t really physically affect me, it isn’t abusive or offensive insults. It’s just extremely annoying, and basically antagonistic - I can tell you after experiencing so much of this ‘antagonism’, it does affect me in a very negative way, as I am extremely pissed off about it, and hence, you will have seen the anger come across in this blog. And why I dedicated a whole page to “Banging and Tapping”, see p5 And so, after writing about this phenomenon on this blog, I now enjoy experiences like today when feeding my chook. I haven’t been accosted in anyway and it’s just been so pleasant I can’t believe it, and still every time it happens, I think it’s a miracle. So, it just goes to show that writing about it and writing this blog in the public arena has been invaluable. Of course, the thought did enter my mind, that the person (who I’ve only just discovered, takes photo copies of my blog and puts them in peoples mail lockers - they may have put one of my writings in just the very person’s locker who was ‘sound harassing’ me. They’ve actually read how bloody annoying they are, and this is why they have ceased? I can’t say for certain. Maybe it’s just the spectacle of having me in the neighbourhood, and finally, after almost 2 years, worn off? I mean how could anyone think it’s acceptable to make noise every time a girl appears outside? What’s wrong with them, are they slightly retarded? I would also like to say, I suspect maybe the people responsible, who have stopped harassing me, now think intern, that they deserve to be removed from my blog - and I would like to take this opportunity to say NO WAY! What goes on in my life is being recorded by me and this blog, it can’t be erased, life cannot be erased. All those memories have been formed, and has gone into my psyche, to shape who I am today. So, I will not be removing any information about any details of the things that have happened to me in my life. I might rewrite it later and tone down the language but that’s about all. I did have one person email me, asking me to stop posting my blog in peoples lockers, and stating I was lying. AM NOT! I told her I am NOT putting photocopies of my blog in peoples lockers. She was rude. And there is no such person listed on the residents list, plus she said some other things that contracted what she previously said – her emails did not add up, I suspect she was one of the dogs who was trying to ‘engage me’ in conversation to try to ‘trick’ me – she seemed really stupid and juvenile, perhaps a school person, maybe a sabotager? Possibly my landlord, fake name – when she emailed me that times in with Cates whinging. What a liar. Her email breakasweat2021@yahoo.com – breakasweat – that is Cate, fear mongering, that is what she has been doing. 7. INTERNET AND Telstra plus prime video working together? I keep getting Nuisance emails sent me on a daily basis by different companies, but I suspect it’s all by the same person, a .com person Telstra, and fake companies. I have noticed, I have some stupid girl (dog) telling me that “she’s here” and she’s spying on my activities; maybe this is just her way of saying “I’m still here”. Well gee, I have an idea, why don’t you go jump in the lake you stupid girl. Am I the only one that can see the problem with this pervert girl? I am wondering what is wrong with her and the whole of Australia, when I have some stupid dog harassing me in this constant anonymous manner, and everyone thinks that it’s fine. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU ALL, WAKE UP 8. Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern This is the sweetest little fern. And it looks so good in my glass beaded hanging basket. I included this photo on my Blog, as I was somewhat advised, that some bimbo girl had stolen my photo and claimed it as hers! Not true, mine! I started my fern collection when I moved to Gin Gin, QLD, Australia, I have had a long love of ferns, but was unable to grow them in Gunnedah, well, except for Fishbone fern ofcourse. But at Gin Gin, they grow exceptionally well, especially on my deck that had 2 translucent panels in the roof. I purchased this one from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see any sun, because it was facing south. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. (Or maybe it just liked my ‘bathroom song’!). I had a good home-made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser, and Blood n Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. Plus I sprayed every 5th day or so, with diluted Power Feed – it loves this. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about, and eventually died (same problem as my celery). It seems it was not too happy about its new spot. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! So I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this further more, and put a photo up! 9. Some Councils know how to do it 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint 9. Some Souncils know how to do it This shot of Google Earth shows 2 towns, one is a part of a town called Millicent in South Australia, the other is a part of a town near Bundaberg in QLD. Now, these 2 council planners know how to do it! In my opinion every house in Australia ought to be set out in this manner on a bush block. Caring for flora and fauna. So, you can see why I feel Australia is completely way over populated. 10. Scenic Rail Route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new Underwater Scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. Why hasn’t this been done already? Proposed scenic rail route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new underwater scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. {Stop wasting money on space related nerd activities and be more practical! Not to mention, the “mass” wasting of money, done by MANY local councils, in their fake roadworks projects – OMG, stop giving away all that money to little spoilt arsholes and their nagging bitchy wives who demand they bring home bacon for them. Such wroughting going on in Australia. Just because you have the “infrastructure” for those kinds of employments – does not mean you should create ‘workstuff’ to be done in this area; that DOES NOT NEED TO BE DONE – they are as bad as dentists who make up problems on your teeth, just so they can get the work, only councils are way more prevalent. I am obviously not familiar with all councils, but this ‘fake roadworks’ and or ‘un-necessary roadworks’, with multiple people standing around in fluorescents doing muck all, happens in Gunnedah, Tamworth, Gladstone, Bundaberg, Sarina and Mackay, so I suspect it is, ALL COUNCILS.} There are way too many other things that ought to be done instead, like burying the power lines, or tree planting – street beautification, and ofcourse A Scenic Rail Route.} Btw, the new underwater scenic part, has big translucent panels, so passengers can see the ocean and the occasional fish, perhaps even a crocodile or two. Like I said on my proposed new EastCoast Express story - ought to start acquiring land for it now gov, and secretly, otherwise you will not be able to afford it in 2084!} 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint By the way, the reason I wanted my car windows tinted is because I have people that follow me around, they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked. ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons, bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) Btw, my windows were tinted after I left Rangari, but they should have been tinted before I received the car at point of purchase, as I believe in Gunnedah, it would have been greatly beneficial to me if no one could see who was driving that Ute. Plus, when I finally had some cash to get them done, I had to go all the way up to Gladstone, 2hr trip, as no one in Bundaberg would do my tinting at a reasonable cost. The 2 guys who do car tinting in Bundaberg wanted $1500 minimum. The average price for window tinting is $250. Thieves in Bundaberg. But the guy in Gladstone who quoted me $250, and ended up charging me $250, at some point inbetween, his bloody wife tried to overcharge me another $100, it was only because her husband was PRESENT, that I was not overcharged in the end there too. You know most people don't have these kinds of problems in society. And these are exactly the typical daily problems that a single woman has. It all pretty much comes down to a lack of respect for me, and the really strange phenomenon, of the desire, an overwhelming need and want, to be disrespectful to me. A common enemy. 12. Ficus benjamina - Weeping Fig planted 1916 at Miriam Vale; along Station St, near Gladstone, QLD This big ole beautiful tree has withstood all the ghung-ho chopdown councils that have come along since 1916, which I think is amazing, and a miracle. Even though it is not native to Australia, I think there is a place for it here, due to its vast shade canopy, and its beauty. I could see some of these planted along Broad street at Sarina, so if any one has any house plants that are getting to big, and need to be planted out – plant them at Sarina! Or contact me. 13. Spot the Dog – what the really annoying adults do This extremely annoying game has been going on for years, the Radio National girls used to talk about it, and named it ‘Spot the Dog’, as it was such a prevalent amusement GAME for all the narcissists. Basically, it’s a tactic of annoying someone (me) in order to get a reaction from someone else nearby (who they call dogs). This is related to what I've mentioned before on my blog with certain people, behaving in a certain unusual way, like, if I'm upset, like stressed or angry, then they can sense it. I'm upset; she cries. And some people can do way more than just sense it, they really feel it, in their body, physically, and some of them can hear, loud and clear, my thought process if I am upset. Some take pleasure in it, (the narcissist), and others try to resolve the stressful situation for me, so they don't have to feel uncomfortable either. So, there are a group of people, who know, that if they make me feel "uncomfortable", then suddenly there's going to be other people appearing out of the woodwork, to try and do something about it. In the past I often felt like, you know, why do I have people out to get me? But in this situation, the point is not to antagonise me, that's just something they do in order to suss out who the 'dogs' are - they use me to do it, the fact that they are making me angry or stressed, they don't even care about that, they have no thoughts or regards to how I'm actually feeling at all. None. They are the epitome of selfish, deranged, unhealthy, weak and pathetic. Now, I'm fairly certain they won't refer to those people that they are trying to see, as dogs! This is something I've associated them to be, because some of them are so annoying, and follow me around like dogs. Maybe "leach" would be a better word to describe them, but after 30 years of this shit, I pretty much have had it up to here with the dogs, and the people who are trying to see the dogs, so I pretty much call everyone dogs. {And interestingly enough, the girls at the ABC must have also associated them to be dogs, as in, Spot the Dogs have been around since way before me. So, some of them are not leeches, as not all of them follow, stalk and harass me; some are very helpful, in trying to reduce any kind of stress or anger that I might be feeling. It kind of makes sense for me, as to why they would be helpful. But there are a lot of such people, who don't have a helpful personality, (they had a crap upbringing by crap parents), and these people cause problems against me, and for their own problems, in my opinion - what they hear and feel has nothing to do with me, it's like trying to blame the messenger! (That's just an expression, I do not think I'm a Messenger!) And there are a lot of people who can't handle what I have just described above, they think it's crazy or nuts, a mental health problem, but it is not any of those things, it's just the way it is - and it's human. It's not a disease or illness. Obviously a person in any situation above is going to have some problems in a community, but trying to deem those people as sick and mentally ill, is absolutely ludicrous. But I know there are many savvy people who do understand it, and have termed me as someone who lives in a glasshouse, (they suggested that I shouldn't call anyone names, in my thoughts lol! As you can see from my blog, I don't really adhere to that philosophy, I don’t believe in living an oppressed life for the sake of the stupid bimbo dogs. It's a good thing I have somewhere safe to live.) And above, I described people going out of their way to try and make me feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable is one word, but really their main aim is to totally piss me off, and the more pissed off I am, the more other people can sense it. It just so happens that my personality type is very cool calm and collected. And so, what they've had to do sometimes to piss me off has been extreme, if it happened to some other people, well, I don't think those other people would be able to handle it. But because it's been going on for so long now, they're organised, they know me fairly well, and know things that I don't like, such as waiting in queues in shops or malls (because I get harassed a lot at malls - I've written a whole photo story about 'mall dogs'. They're just a huge problem, I cannot go shopping at a mall if I don't want to be harassed. You know it is those people that harass me, and can't handle me - they are the ones that need help, mental health help. Maybe they need a mental health person to tell them that they can't discriminate in public, because that's what they do, deliberatley. I know Telstra dogs try to piss me off by switching my Internet off, so that if I'm out driving, suddenly my Google Maps is not working, so I'm in a difficult situation, not being familiar with Mackay, stressed about not knowing where I am or how I'm going to get to where I need to go, in the middle of traffic. (I'm never lost you nasty clueless Telstra dogs). But as soon as someone appears - literally some person just appears walking down the street towards me, well, then they turn it back on). Such annoying behaviour from Telstra. Oh, but guess what, a few days later I go onto the Telstra app to see if my complaint has progressed, and there's a link saying I have 27,000 reward points! I'm thinking how on earth have I got reward points? I don't know anything about it, so I clicked it, and I see I can get a whole lot of different free products by paying with my points. So, I go ahead and purchase something - it worked! Then I realise, that this is Telstra trying to apologise for pissing me off, by giving me something for free. And also, trying to turn the situation around on to me, by rewarding a dog. I would like to see a show of hands: who thinks by giving me something for free, this makes up for pissing me off, for the previous two months that I've had no Internet? Well, I can tell you for sure as hell, I don't think it's fair at all. It has been scientifically shown that stress is a direct factor in physical illness. So, anyone trying to “stress” me out, is trying to put me in Hospital. Why don’t you deal with that you little supposed tio regulators. BTW, Heath Barwick tried to do this at age 16, whilst I was on my “date” with John Peterson at the movies. Why don’t they talk about the dogs and these revolting games at school? image above (as its related Why are there televisions blaring in every single waiting room in Australia? Possibly the thought hasn’t occurred to those receptionists who put TVs in; we don’t want to hear or watch TV, while we wait for you or the Doctor. and, we certainly don't want to hear any DOGS. {EVERY bloody DR waiting room EVER.) Curse those revolting, evil, weak and pathetic receptionists. On my Pinterest account I have a created a Board called “Doctors Waiting Rooms”, and so far, I have 1 pin in it, it shows as lovely well-lit courtyard, with lovely manicured green trees and shrubs, plus a padded seat in between 2 topiary trees. – Now this looks PERFECT as a waiting room. learn how to live you stupid receptionists. Less little screaming brats, and more peace and tranquillity. 14. Another dog following me, is this one of yours Prime TV (now Channel 7)? There was an image with this story, it was a police webpage screenshot, describing laws regarding nuisance behaviour in Australia - it really is unlawful to be a constant nuisance, and the police can do something about it, if a complaint is made. So, I’ve written that I get harassed by the neighbour that lives across the road at number 108 Range Road, and lately the mother has stood in her driveway when I leave and return, like she wants me to see her, so I know what she looks like now. I think she’s aboriginal or islander, she has long curly hair. I have not seen any kids with her, so I’m still not sure whether she actually has a little boy or she is putting on voice and pretending to be a little boy herself. Because her aim is to harass me, and yesterday when I had to go into the doctor, she was there harassing me from afar in the car park, with that little boy voice winging, plus beeping, - a constant barrage of beeping, people who work in the area will wonder what the hell‘s going on, and they will have no idea that I am being harassed by stupid dogs. So, again I saw her when I left, and went up to the imaging place, she was there in the waiting room talking to what must be her friend, the imaging receptionist. So, this person is stalking me, and not only that, but verbal harassment every time I walk outside my unit (was, after Blog, greatly reduced) – But they can hear me. It would definitely fall under the police category of “behaviour that causes a substantial unreasonable annoyance or disruption”. I believe the reason she wanted me to see her, is so I put it in a complaint with the police. And, as the police get work out here, if called, they want that, friends with police?. So I’m definitely not going to be putting in a complaint to the police especially (with my experience with the Gin Gin Police - absolutely useless), instead I’m just going to write about it up here on my blog, and next time she presents herself, I’ll make sure I get it on camera, to add a photo with the story, by the way I have seen her car, it’s a blackish SUV with the words prime written on the back window screen amongst other words that I couldn’t make out. They seem to beep their car horn a lot – so annoying. I have had problems with certain people on prime television back when I used to live in Gunnedah, whether it’s the same people, who have followed me up here, I’m not sure. But she doesn’t seem to have any common sense. At the moment that whole family are pretending to be schizophrenic they are ridiculous. And not funny. Telepathic. (The thing no-one talks about, the taboo subject – fraid its real, morons, not a ‘crazy’ thing) te·lep·a·thy ( P ) Pronunciation Key (t-lp-th) Communication through means other than the senses. Communication from one mind to another by extrasensory means. The ability to know what is in someone else's mind or communicate with them mentally, without using words or other physical signals. People in the Television industry, are famous for te·lep·a·thy Channel 7 are the ones who inflated their strawberries, when it was heard I had a craving for Strawberry ShortCake. – to $30 a kg (normally $10) DOGS. And they especially like talking about ‘coming of age’ memories - like they are total perverts. I’ve noticed since I’ve started taking photos (screenshots) of the bimbos who do that, it’s greatly stopped, and OMG I should’ve started doing that years ago. I have to say, it’s mainly unknown actresses who do that, I don’t usually have many problems from the big names, only occasionally I can see they in not very good hands. Previously 2 different addresses, I’ve had issues with the neighbour’s dog barking incessantly. They (council) had given me a form to fill out, and I was to write down every time the incident occurred, what type of noise, and then they dealt with it. And so, I feel, this is what needs to be done with this family - this little dog family. Someone advised me that this family is known to the police, but I do believe diplomacy should be used when addressing the issue with the family. Just a ‘word’ is often all it takes for someone to ‘toe the line’. 15. Sibling Friend Jealousy I can recall at least 4 instances now {there have probably been plenty of others too}, where the sister/brother of my friend has been a big problem for me; The first one I have talked about on my blog extensively, so just another quick mention, my friends name was Rachael Wainberg, and her older, (2nd born older sister) was the problem. As it has turned out, she has been unhealthily, darkly, obsessed with me and followed, harassed and stolen from me over many years. I still can’t remember her name. And it’s like the bad sister, is so used to sharing everything with her siblings, that she cannot handle to see her sister with a friend - who is friends with them and not her - and so they’re jealous of their sister, and act out, like naughty child – still when they are fully grown adults. And of course, there is seeing another younger person with their younger sister, and they immediately think stupid prey like their stupid sibling. This is how Australian mother bimbos raise their families – with dysfunction. You know, there has been a lot of progress, development and evolvement in the world since cave man days – I do not see why there cannot be progress, development and evolvement in the family situation too. I forgot to mention “control” this is the main issue with her, she wants someone to control, {in the pretence of being “helpful”} - so a younger girl is her prey – she does not think to find a husband – well heck, there are heaps of stooopid ones who need a woman’s guidance. I noted, that girl, in her 50’s now, who has changed her name to Cate Rogers, has an adopted son from India- she now uses him. To control and ‘boss’ about. She is fully dysfunctional and sick. Then there was the time my flat mate and I’s unit was ‘cleaned out’, turned out it was an older brother of one of the Lebanese’s guys we had met socially. (Someone told me my theory of the ‘bogan immigrant’ being manipulated to leave their country and live in Australia, was applied in Lebanon too! lol -mm, I think it worked, Lebanon is now a very peaceful country, no wars there!). The other was a friend I met through TAFE, an older woman with a son, can’t remember her name now, she said her sister was selling a sewing machine, an overlocker. I was looking for one and so purchased it, but it didn’t work at all. So, her sister was trying to sell a broken machine for as working, - just thought she’d take advantage of the situation and her younger sister. I did reprimand my friend for having a bad sister, and she later got my money back! J You know this doesn’t surprise me, I mention numerous times how mothers with only one child make the best mothers, and any more than 2, a typical mother will not be able to handle. Well, this just reiterates that doesn’t it? Stop breeding and having multiple kids you silly mothers; you cannot look after them and raise them properly so to be without dysfunction – especially the jealousy dysfunction. Oh, I may be remembered another one, well, not so much remembered, but it may be him, the hoon: In 2024, I remembered my good friend from primary school, who I haven't seen for many years, had an older brother, John. I recall one day some guy came up to John, who happened to be within earshot of me, and said “John Xidas, I don't know how you can drive around all day like you do, I just don’t see the point”. So, not knowing John very well, I'm assuming he was one of those bloody hoons in Gunnedah that literally just hooned around all day. That's what they do - they just drive around, all day long, sometimes doing burn outs. {I personally believe it’s because they are bloody hopeless and can't think of what to do, so they just drive around}. So, since today, and for many years, I have had problems with hoons constantly driving up and down and outside my place; maybe this person is still one of them?? I would find it a little strange to believe that, as I recall his sister, my friend, was smart - so there can't be that much deviation between the siblings??? You know, I remember that son who tried to smoke me out of his mother’s place when I did that craft workshop – maybe he too is now one of those stupid hoon stalkers? “See a single lady, and just start stalking her"?? Considering I am secretly willing him and that family to get cancer and die, it seems odd he would still be hanging around… I guess here is a good spot to add; the issue of young men especially and their absolute (secret or not so secret) disgust for women who are not “pretty”. I noted my brother and his friends, at 16-22, when they talked, it was very clear that their bias and discrimination in this area is a problem. Also, I believe one of my friends older brother sabotaged my car, due to the fact that I was not a “pretty” girl. The old photo above shows my grandma/grandpa, - back in the day; Gweneth and Bill Flood, with their eldest, Diana Flood (my aunt), and their adopted 3rd child, my mother, Fran Flood. (Louise the middle child is missing from photo). The old photo below is one that I have previously uploaded, but it has gone, so I am attaching it to this story. It was a photo in the local newspaper who just so happened to spot mum in the park, and asked for a pose! I think I was at preschool at this time, they were waiting for me, however I have no memories of preschool, so assumed I did not go to preschool. But later dad insisted that I did go, so maybe, as, someone, told me, and I know this to be true, that a lot of memories are formed in the very young if there is trauma, abuse, shock, negativity… so perhaps my time at preschool was unlike any other time in my schooling, and I had all normal teachers/carers with no negative experiences!! Well how about that! (That was the preschool in Tamworth attached to the Calrossy school). I only remember going there once when Daniel was there 2yrs later, it was a family day; I remember I did not want to go outside and play games with the others, I wanted to stay inside by myself and play with the colourful felts that I had only just discovered! I don’t really recall my younger sister Penny, and I, had any jealousies going on, but I do remember in 3rd grade, with evil teacher Debbie Croft, she started playing sides with other teachers, against me, (she was pure evil); and so, I learnt, how people play sides, and can manipulate, which maybe Penny experienced later with our friend Amy?? Not sure, as I know I am not a bitch unlike Debbie Croft. But I am fairly certain Penny does not, did not harbour any jealousies, she had plenty of friends too. Our family was pretty functional compared to what I unfortunatly encounter now in the general community – it really pays to get you family situation RIGHT. 16. Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL (far top, 3rd from the right) I recall at Kookaburra Park, my landlords boyfriend, one day banged his car as he went past the bit on the driveway, where all my trees had died (9yr drought). That was a common thing that those locals did; banging metal, in order to do signs. ‘You lose, your trees are dead’. They were huge on doing it at Gin Gin. Trucks used to do it outside my house, and other cars too, who drive past, at certain times, they always did it after my neighbour, David Hooker and Sharon Millet - or their kids – or their annoying guests left in the morning (I mention before people from the community would stay there, for the sole point of annoying me – I swear, it’s true, sounds crazy, but no, unfortunatly that’s what they really did, it has been a ‘thing’ for many years. Also, I must have talked about it before; the winning and losing signs? Can’t remember which one now, but it seems when 1 person does something, someone sees them do it, and thus wants to do it to. So annoying. It’s like ‘all the little kids on the block’, copying. You know; driving past my house constantly for hours, is ironically what a loser would do. So, you’re always a loser, so don’t come around here calling me a loser, as it’s the pot calling the kettle black. (love that expression!) I have major harassment from people in cars who drive up to my gate. There was a blonde who pulled up in the same car as my car, as I was putting the rubbish out. This is so typical, some girl who comes to my gate when I go outside. Or they make a noise when I go outside. And so, she banged her car somehow too, more metal bang noises - big on loud noise. There are no lumps in the driveway it’s all very smooth, there’s no reason why the car would make a banging sound, so it appears she came in to the unit complex car park, just to bang it. All I was doing was putting the rubbish out. Bimbos driving cars it’s an ongoing issue I’ve talked about it number of times. I used to have them just come up to my gate, beep the car horn and then drive off. Repeatedly. It’s the same thing now, but since I started writing about it and telling people what they do - they no longer beep. So, it’s not really obvious to someone who’s watching or visiting at my place that it’s happening, that I am actually being harassed by stupid airheads (that somebody has given them a brand-new car to drive around with). I talked before about “signing before signing”, like people who are smart and bored like to do signs, not only to amuse themselves, but they think they are being helpful as they can warn people about what’s ahead, or what’s going on, maybe use language that a ‘lady’ would not speak, and all without ‘the boss’ hearing. The unspoken kind, not everybody can see the signs, but I can assure you they’re real and it’s people who are creative do it. Sometimes they have been helpful, a lot actually, but there are a lot of bitchy women who do nasty signs, really rude, ones that cannot be spoken or just want to bully someone. Bullies. Mostly, I find the whole thing absolutely ridiculous, and cowardly, you have something to say, say it to my face. People who do signs are disrespectful, but mainly cowards. Half the time, if what they were saying was said to someone’s face, most likely, they would get a punch in the face. So, if you think you might get a punch in the face for saying something, then you probably ought not to be saying it in the first place - you idiots. Plane noise harassment, and deliberate targeted poison spraying on me regular flooding on farms with leaking troughs andfarmer polluters just really good NATIVE hybrids 17. Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Photo showing 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW - they used to fly around and around, generally being a total nuisance for hrs and hrs, on a weekly, if not daily basis, over years and years. The local Prime news, at the time, one evening, said that the planes flying overhead in my area were from the Northwest flight school, owned by the army, however one day, when I was particularly fed up with all these planes flying over my house on the farm (in circles) - you know, that constant mmm noise, it’s pretty annoying. So, I phoned them up to speak with them personally, to ask them why they were only flying over and around my farm? The person I spoke to was an old man and he seemed very grateful that I had called him, like I was doing him a favour? He did not seem to have any explanation about the planes? Who knows if I was speaking to the right person, sometimes I feel Telstra put me through to just anyone, and not the right person at all. Just after I wrote this I sat down and watched the news, and in the finance bit, the guy said, Prime tv, had just been taken over by Seven, at a price of $131 million. You know I really wonder if they just make it up as they go along, does anyone actually know what’s going on? Little birdie told me they were doing fuel signs, as in “YOU ARE GIVING THE STUPID DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU AND BULLY YOU” If that’s the case – piss off stupid non-thinking dogs. Start thinking for yourself. As I live on my own, do not talk to anyone, pretty much, except dad before he died, nor, at that point was their social media. So exactly how they thought I was giving them “fuel” I can only assume they have delusional mental health problems. Ooohhh, did I park outside your shop and not purchase anything? Or, oh yeah, did I not say hello to the stranger who walked past me down the street? and oh yeah, this one, did I not smile enough at the checkout chick?????? Fucking bimbos. This photo story has been deleted multiple times; I have had to re upload it at least 3 times now. Scared pilots. And update, since I moved to QLD, the plane harassment pretty much stopped. Although when I wrote this story and the aerial spraying story, while I was at Gin Gin, they started up again, but only a little bit, usually in the evenings. Living now in suburbia – it would raise too much attention “what are those planes doing flying overhead constantly in this area”. They are such cowards. 18. 2 planes flying over house and paddock, and yellow one aerial spraying poison on me I have had monumental problems with small planes following me around, and flying overhead around me, for years, (and years) they were especially a problem at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia. But they also followed me when I went anywhere like down to the central coast for my grandmother’s funeral. I occasionally still hear them, but after I wrote about them on Facebook in 2019, there has been a major reduction. As my area, and actually most areas in Australia have fruit fly, I use netting, which is BRILLIANT, BUT HERE IS A STORY THAT CONERNS YOU ALL: Each year my Strawberry Guava tree produces f ruit, but it is always riddled with fruit fly, that’s why it is in the chook yard – for the chooks, as the fruit are ok, but not worth spending money on to put fruit fly netting over (unlike my delicious plums, plus others that have a whole netting tunnel) Anyway, one year there was NO fruit fly at all on my Strawberry Guava, and I realized that the plane flying over my house a while back was spraying - they sprayed all over my house / roof – which collects my drinking water – I have one occasion on video; (there were heaps of other times) You’ve got to be a halfwit if you think this is acceptable. Note, my house is at least 2 km away from nearest paddock/neighbour that partakes in BAD UNORGANIC poisonous aerial spraying (Tony Tydd). I contacted the local Gunnedah Middlebrook Air Service, that guy says it is not his yellow plane, he only has a white plane, but he like everyone else does not want to know about it, and said I was just causing trouble – COWARD SON OF A BITCH. And once there was a white plane flying over the neighbours, obviously him, spraying, when he saw me on one of his turn arounds, I was out the back of my place on a hill, he came right over to the house and me, and sprayed, the air was full and thick of the scent of pesticide. It all would have settled on my roof and next time it rained – into the tank drinking water, not to mention absorbed by my skin. THIS IS WHAT CASUES CANCER CELLS TO FORM. It was a little boy opportunist attack, I thought. Stupid pilot. I contacted EPA, local police and NSW Poisons Information Centre, and my landlord, none of them took me seriously, even though I caught plane spraying on camera - see above footage from my YouTube. The Gunnedah police said, they nor anyone else can do anything about the planes, - they think I am crazy and sent dept. of mental health out to my property (what century I am living in?) The EPA phoned me to discuss it, but that was it, he was patronizing and useless, the Poisons Centre said they were telephone information and advice service only with no regulatory power and cannot help with complaint. The 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. BTW, neighbours are meant to notify all neighbours of Aerial spraying, I never received ANY notification ever. Such is the disrespect of farmers. Why are people so stupid – those chemicals really do cause cancer, it’s not something that is said to fear monger. They leave behind a chemical residue in very small amounts, but it is still there. All the fruit you purchase in the shops will be sprayed with poison unless grown certified organic. I think some farmers out here have a problem with organic – they do not want to change their farming habits. (Even though they will make twice the money) It’s super easy to go organic, non-farmers (everyday people) should give it a go, start with cleaning products, cheaper, cheaper cheaper. GET NETTING YOU FARMER BEANS FOR BRAINS. So, aside from the aerial spraying, sometimes the planes just flew around my farm, or above Heath Barwick’s, in circles or do loop de loops – just being a typical little boy nuisance. They are joy riders, and I think people from Hollywood/ tv industry is involved along with local Flight School program. Also, fruit was taken off my trees that are protected under fully enclosed netting tunnels (before it was ripe) and then left outside on the ground, so I have no idea what is going on there (?) but someone seems to be determined to mess about with MY fruit trees. Could be a territorial thing by David the landlord? Oh, and a few years back I (being a way too friendly person) mentioned to the landlord David and Brenda Heywood, that if they want some nectarines, they could have some as they were ready, couple days later I went into town for the day, came home and the WHOLE tree was stripped of its fruit, literally 100’s. Oh, and my sister used to work for a local lawyer who said they get clients who try to sue aerial spraying companies, for spraying on their land. So apparently it is a common thing around Gunnedah for little boy pilots to spray where they are not paid to spray. My sister said it is impossible to sue without proving physically loss of stock, and considering the nature of how chemicals work, this may be impossible in most cases to prove, but she said, there was one case where they could prove it, a horse died, and so they won the case. I was told later, apparently, the pilot spraying toxic chemicals over me was a stupid dog playing sides – not sure whose side they were on, or what the horrendous fight wanting me dead, was about?? They don’t bother informing me of such information???? Those cocky arrogant pilots need a bullet to the ear, in my opinion. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, it states; Landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises. I had complaints about harassment (noise, petty theft) at that farm (604 Bridges RD, Rangari - and my landlord, David Heywood, paid no attention, even though he knows all the neighbours out there, and was he himself plus his daughters most likely guilty also) As I write about monstrous things that people do, there are people who are curious, because they haven’t encountered someone like me, that has had so many encounters with evil people, they keep thinking I must have done something…. like most of them don’t believe me or did not believe me (hence why they sent out mental health workers – they are such stupid people…) it’s not until I really start writing about my whole life here in great detail, they can slowly see and understand what’s happening. And this particular incident, about Middlebrook Air Service poisoning me with toxic pesticides; there have been some people looking into that, because even though I alerted the authorities at the time, no one gave a shit. But there are other authorities who most definitely do want to know about these things, and those people frequently inform me of outcomes/reasons, things that I just couldn’t see at the time. And I was advised by such people, that the person who was solely responsible for this aerial spraying was Tony Tydd, who was my second next door neighbour down from me on Bridges Road. And he did it because his dog ran away, and was at my place and it killed one of my chooks, and I called the pound, the pound took the dog (I do not know what happened to it after that). I didn’t know that the dog was Tony Tyde’s, I assumed it was bloody Heath Barwick’s. NO ONE was looking for a dog at the time, and it had been there at least a week. So, Tony Tydd, did this poisoning of me, as an act of revenge. Stupid zombie farmer Tony Tydd - what an idiot, don’t blame me if you can’t look after your damme dog, and you’re in for some very BAD luck on a spiritual level. Stupid man. Although, he later came up and told me that he didn’t really care about his dog, he tried to be as ‘uncallous’ as he could, it was strange. - I’m thinking maybe he could actually see, eventually, what was going on, and thought he should come up and tell me that, inorder to get the war happy monkees off my back; because someone on his behalf, was seeking revenge, someone who was trying to play Big Brother – Fucking idiots that don’t know how ‘out of control’ they have become. I have noticed this is a thing, perpetuated by the TV show, Big Brother. Bimbo people are involved. I could give more examples, but not here. And even Tony Tydd could see how wrong the situation was, I seemed to be being targeted, so he intervened best way he could think of. The only people I know that are arrogant and stupid enough to do that would be Steve Carter, or the politicians of the time, one of them was from Gunnedah, and another one of them was from Armadale, it was when Turnbull was in government, and I know his daughter went to my school she was in a year or two above me (there is a whole big network of them). But the news people reckon it’s the electricity people, in Gunnedah, Essential Energy, who run ‘the show’ and ofcourse all the coal mines there. And have done so for many years now, which is why the politicians were trying to introduce gas to the area, but they were beaten down before it went ahead, and you can still see the empty gas pipes lying on the ground that haven’t been laid down. And indeed, there are definitely electricity problems in Gunnedah, if you read my photo story “solar panels not contributing to Electricity Bill by Essential Energy” on my About page, - I talk about how they overcharge people that they think are rich (but that’s what Centrelink girls do with pension/welfare – government department) And the electricity people don’t acknowledge solar panels (my bill went up after I installed a $14,000 5kilowatt solar panel system, UP) They are a scam. Thieves. A little birdie told me that apparently, they’ve done something about that in Gunnedah, whether they have a not, I do not know. But they did say they will close the coal mines down, which they can, so they probably did do something about it. (?) But being so out of control as to fly over me when I am down the paddock, and spray me with pesticides – is such disgusting stupid bullying behaviour, that only comes about from no discipline, so obviously still in need of a parental disciplinarian as an adult. MENTALLY ILL – that’s what mental illness is. Why don’t you bang the door of this man’s house down, and drag him off and lock him up in a mental institute – you fuckin bully police. And turning into bullies after not being ‘kept in check’ is a human flaw, one that is founded mainly on greed, and is found particularly rampant in rich men. Business men. Btw I have mentioned that I do not really follow political stories much and I have not been a big tv news watcher, but now, after not being able to walk for the past 5 years due to my foot, sometimes I watch the news, and they tell me the Gas companies have now formed a Cartel. So that’s bad news I guess. Plus, it is a little tiring, hearing farmers complain of job shortages, when everybody knows farmers only pay peanuts. If they paid people properly, there would be no shortages at all. This is definitely my experience in Queensland; as I had to put an ad up for a removalist to help me, if I did not mention money, or only offered what I could afford, I do not get any response, but if I put an attractive price, I get at least 10 people contacting me. All the farmers I know are rich. Filthy. 20. Hickleberry IRRISPONSIBLE farmers Not only are there mass water leakages on farms, all across Australia, but I can’t believe how many hickleberry farmers I have personally known, in Gunnedah and QLD, that burn rubbish on their properties, including volatile toxic plastics. Do they have any brains at all? It is them who are destroying this planet. Someone needs to come along and kick those farmers arses into gear. Btw, this story was stolen off this website, and all my other farmer related ones too. I redid it, shame on IT nerds that protect famers. Farmers are not Gods. Free image photo below from wiki; burning rubbish is a 3rd world problem, not a problem that should exist in Gunnedah or QLD. Wake up. I did personally write a letter to Gunnedah council advising them that in QLD, all areas are serviced by weekly dump trucks, including remote farms – and so that has helped combat the problem of people dumping their rubbish in QLD (bar all the stupid hillbillys that live around the Gladstone area), and so Gunnedah council should service all the farming district with bins and weekly picks ups, otherwise, farmers will continue to burn on their farms. Incase you did not know, there are heaps of non-thinking twits in the farming community. Mongrels. 21. Wilderness story and the real problem of kerbing population I remember as a child, my grandmother used to make donations to the Wilderness society. I stumbled across their website one day, quickly read their front page. Sounded good. Signed up for the newsletter. Over the next few weeks, I received a daily email, maybe it was every second or third day… In it, were issues that were kind of annoying. Like, “eating meat is bad, save the forests and go vegetarian”. And, “you’re not allowed to build in certain areas”, and “no air strips on the island”, and “we want more land regulations”. They were proposing some really restrictive ideas. You know, if I wanted to build my dream home, {well, if I could}, then I would want to build in a pristine area, it certainly wouldn’t be in a dirty treeless suburban area! So, I was ticked off by their newsletters, because they were nowhere near proposing a real solution to all those problems which is kerbing population. So of course, I contacted them, and said “if you want to save the planet the only thing that’s going to save it is to curb breeding, why don’t you start a STOP BREEDING campaign?” Of course, they never got back to me. Nobody acknowledges the real issue. And it’s the number one issue in the whole world. Nobody except for me, seems to even acknowledge the problem. I do also love watching nature documentaries on Prime or Netflix. Did you know Madagascar has cleared all but 3% of its forest. Stupid Madagascans. I could have applied diplomacy here, but I feel diplomacy could have only been applied anywhere up to 40% of cleared land, any more clearing after that deserves utter frankness. You know, for every tree you cut down, you have to plant 3 in its place. It’s a common fact. Little behind Madagascans I am going to tell you a secret; immigration in Australia is not due from war, like we were taught in Grade 10, and like we are shown on television. Immigration in Australia is due from over population in other countries, and those “powers that be” wanting to get rid of their undesirables by sending them off to Australia (and America). PLUS, wealthy people in Australia wanting their investment properties and housing prices to go up. So, they want as many people overcrowding Australia as possible, to skyrocket housing prices, and that is exactly what is happening right under the noses of the Australia public, right now! This is one of the biggest injustices that is going on in Australia, and I don’t think hardly anyone can actually see what’s going on, let alone do anything about it. People fully believe what the news television people tell them. Blinded, by liars and deceivers. This is another reason why I have been ban from Social Media, and excluded from certain broadcasters - I can see through their bullshit. (eventually…). And btw, quite frankly, if you’re a woman, you’ve got to be an absolute twit to have more than 2 children, in today’s world, of all that we know today, as opposed to the past. In 2018, 8 million babies were born via IVF treatment. I could not believe those ridiculous figures when I heard about it. Newsflash; if you can’t have kids, then DON’T! Can’t you recognize a real sign. The pressure to breed and have families is absurd, STILL. You know, looking at this from a psychological point of view, a possibility and in my opinion, most likely cause of why a woman can’t have kids naturally; It’s like those women know that they’re not equipped to have children because they still feel like children themselves, so they have to seek permission from doctors in order to have children. All psychological deciding the physiological. True. Also, did you know this industry (IVF treatment), is not regulated at all? It’s run by doctors, mainly women who want to make money and not only make money, they want to be rich, because they are ‘doctors’. And despite my personal thoughts of how this industry is stealing thousands of dollars for treatments, from wannabe mothers, with repeated false ‘negative procedures’, there has been many problems related to this industry in the news, so you know there’s going to be heaps more problems that you don’t know about. If you can’t have a baby, then don’t. Wake up and stop bumbling, along like a flock of sheep. 22. Old Man Problems Old men wondering why I am not like them. They, who had hopeless parents and bastard father’s. So, as I am not like them, they create situations to try and turn me into someone like them, in really passive aggressive ways too - I can assure you, they don’t want to get caught. This particular instance I’m thinking of, was so passive aggressive I can barely even recall it now. It was something to do with my dishwasher. They didn’t like the fact that I had it on at 6 o’clock at night. (As I mentioned before on my Blog, the unit complex, I’m living in now, for some reason was built without any soundproofing whatsoever, and everyone can hear EVERYTHING that everyone does). There are 3 old men in the unit, so, they thought it was too late, and so they decided to take revenge on me (totally just like how a normal healthy person would think to do. *“NOT!”*). I think they might have taken something from my seed table, a plant, or knocked over my tiles, for delusional revenge. Oh, no I think that time, it was waking me up 3 times during the night, yes that was it. I was really pissed off about it, and decided that I should put the dishwasher on at 6 o’clock every night (it only goes for 45minutes) - do you see, that act of rebellion, stemming from bastard behaviour. It’s like what happened to them as a child, so they now want to pass that behavioural dysfunction on. It’s a major major problem in Australia amongst hopeless families who are just let loose to do as they please; fuck up the kids as much as they want. Leaving them ready as an adult to create problems for other innocent people, like me. I am going to add to this today, possibly the girl next door is the reason why I am having old men problems, they are trying to save her, save her from my 6pm dishwasher! So they took revenge, as in like a punishment for doing the dishes at 6pm (only happened once btw), by waking me up 3 times in the middle of the night or stealing something. But when my pink netting was taken, I heard someone walking about outside that night when I was doing my washing, someone who wore thongs, and later I saw my neighbour – she wears thongs, same noise I had heard. I think now, it must have been that girl (she has not given me her real name – as she is a thief), and she took my netting as punishment for doing my washing at 6pm. Could she be any more STUPID? She is friends with the old man down a bit, and they are egging each other on do it – to be mean bullies. so typical of coward people. You do not get to decide, when I do my washing you delusional idiots. And the real reason I have old men problems is because there are so many bimbos, who hang around me trying to steal something, and stalk me - so the old men hang around me to try and save those stupid thieving stalking dogs. 23. Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Since my blog started off as a means to do something about all the stealing, but also as of late has progressed to include a lot of other topics and stories about my life. I thought I should get back to my original reason, and continue my fight against thieving dogs. So, this is a whole new photo story to tell you about what the girls at Spotlight used to do. There was a spotlight at Tamworth. I had to make a special trip over to Tamworth to get cat food every couple of months or so, inevitably I would stop off at the fabric shop - I couldn’t resist. They often had something cheap in there that I could purchase. What I noticed after shopping from them a few times, when I got home and laid out my pattern on the fabric, it didn’t fit, and I would measure it, and I could see the girls at Spotlight had cut my meterage short, by sometimes up to 10cm. 3cm – 10cm short in the meter! And, on EVERY purchase I made. (And this was before it was washed). Maybe if it happened just once it would be a case of dipsy salesgirl, but on EVERY purchase – this means deliberate sabotage. THEFT. I’m pretty sure one time when I went there, a girl from my class at fashion school some years before, was serving, I’m not 100% sure, only 99%. If it was her, this would be another occasion where Cathy Goldman has gone and got ‘dogs’ from my past, and put them in my path, just like this, and, they have stolen from me. Yet another instance, I’ve already talked yesterday about the fruit shop, and the girl Cathy got, who stole my eggs. What the hell is wrong with that stupid bitch? Seriously? she needs to get a life and fuck the hell off out of mine – YOU ARE NOT INVITED you stupid ignorant thief of woman. Her mother must have been a failure. Oh, and no one tells you, but when you’re in college, with your class – get the names of everyone in your class, write it down, we have cameras now, so get photos to go with names. In 30-40years, you might be thankful. Oh, one time in Spotlight, I ventured down into this corner section with the knits, and it was really dusty, so after picking up a roll, I could not help but sneeze, and it was sooo loud, I really could not believe it, not only the whole big store would have heard me, but the entire carpark and block outside too. Scream Sneeze. I kind of looked around to see a reaction from people, - and there was that short blond bimbo staring at me – the one who steals, so maybe it was her telling the spotlight staff to shortcheat me?? Who knows. Fuck off stupid short blond bimbo thief. btw, also when I went to spotlight, something sewing related would be stolen from my house while I was not there, like my glass bead fringing. Same as what they did when I went to Bunnings in Tamworth. And by the way, after I realised what was going on, the next time I went to Spotlight, there were no girls at the checkout - there was a young male serving (I have never seen the likes of a man at any checkout before ever!). So, it’s not like I put in any complaints about the ‘shortcheating me’. I didn’t even have a phone connected when I lived at Gunnedah. Do you see how the dogs operate; they are such pervert’s and such thieves to go along with their personality trait. Btw, just before that guy served me, he reached into his pocket, and did this kind of, ‘cowboy’ manoeuvre, to remove his scissors, alike drawing a gun from his belt with a little scissor twirl rotation!! Like how they did it in old American western movies! J Quite humorous, a nice change from thieving dogs from my past. Fuck of Cathy Goldman And, btw, since then, dealing with spotlight, I seem to often get girls now with ‘attitude’, so bitchy and annoying. Don’t blame me for your stupid stealing antics. But I did buy a rug from them last year, and honestly, it has been one of my all time favourite purchases! - such lovely colour, and functionality; being right near my bed on a wooden floor. Here is also a good spot to mention I’ve had major problems whenever I’ve gone into those other little sewing shops. You know the type, that sell sewing machines and haberdashery and sometimes fabric. They are like a dying breed now, I think. But I had monumental problems with the little bitches who work in these stores - like they refused to serve me, and were rude. It was blatant discrimination of some sort; at the times I had no idea why there were such bitches. I realised today why, and it was not the ‘ugly’ factor that I experience from little bimbos at the Dr’s, who cannot handle communicating and looking at such a person. But it was the ‘Dog network’ – and those girls knew, that I have other dogs who follow me wherever I go, and those dogs see what I see, so if I see any dodgy business practices, they could be closed down. Like another textile company I worked for, who used to put all their over purchased unwanted ugly fabric rolls in the factory spot, where it used to rain and flood, so every time it did, every few years or so, they would claim insurance on all those fabrics that they did not want any way – the business was later closed. You really should not scam insurance companies! So that’s why those little bitches tried to get rid of me whenever I go in such a store. I think, or it could be discrimination of some other sort? A birdy told me it was someone at Greenfields who was stalking me, trying to manipulate sales girls into not serving me?? Not sure what that was about? Or who, don’t know anyone at Greenfields. Dodgy girls. This is yet another example of how stupid women are, and how they have no idea how stupid they are. It reminds me of some of the cunts I have from Centrelink, or they say they are from Centrelink, who knows, if they really are, but they're just dogs who like to hound people who they think are cheating the welfare system, possible wannabe vigilantes. Some of those people are so evil, their whole existence is just complete antagonism, disrespect and to be a mean bully. I'm pretty sure I've had one girl on my back for years now, until she finally realised she was in the wrong. – it takes them years to comprehend things sometimes. And so, she just stopped, I mean all of those years of torment and harassment from her, then stopped - no compensation for her evilness, no apologies. Just “oh whoops” - just like a stupid bimbo. But, you know, that was her “excuse” to be a bully. She was looking for a reason to bully someone, so she just made up in her head “oh she’s a welfare cheat”. This is what I find so many women do in life; they come up with excuses in their stupid little heads of why they should be a bully. Like “oh well she's on her own, so she's asking for it”, or “she smells, so she's asking for it”, or “she's a possible shop lifter, so she's asking for it” – or the most common bimbo one of them all “oh well, we are trying to teach her a lesson”. They seem to come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons to be a bully and go power tripping, like, they have no control in their life unless they are being a bully - THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY. Furthermore, I said above so many women do it, but really, it's pretty much every single woman I encounter, is like a specific female dysfunctional problem, some men do it, but not all. Whereas all women do it. Well it certainly feels like ALL of them, because there’s been so many, and they often work in packs, like dogs. Bimbo related; this was why women did not have the right to vote for so long. And somethings still have not changed. One time, back in 2017 or so, I saw on the news that one person had wanted to “herd” all the bimbo girls, to ‘exert’ their will and control over them (whether this was male or female “herder”, it was not disclosed. I suspect it was female). But they managed to get a whole bunch of women, young girls, into a big hall, it was like a community hall, and then furthermore, they got all the girls to take off all their clothes, and then they were left there, by the “herder” for them to come to their senses! And so, the camera showed all these girls running out of the community hall, screaming, without any clothes on! Lol. You know it amazes me how this issue is not talked about in schools; women need to be told about “sleeping beauty phenomenon”. How they need to be woken up, to be aware, and why people don't like to talk about it and to wake them up: so they can be easily manipulated like those naked little stupid girls. The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) 24. Dorm Snoring Story I have written on my blog, about how I used to be a fussy eater, I was very petite. And well naturally petite, my mother was petite, but then due to a series of events, I increased my appetite, and put on weight, and I guess it was kind of rapid weight gain. Now, a part of being petite, was having slim air and lung passage ways. So, the extra weight around my face, and throat meant, that I started to snore. And it wasn’t like I was at home in my own room, I was at boarding school sharing a dorm with 3 other girls, and I would frequently wake up to a whole collection of shoes around my bed, as the other girls in frustration threw shoes at me, to try and get some sleep! I actually wasn’t aware of this at all and would just wake up wondering why I was surrounded by shoes! It wasn’t till one of the girls got her friends to sneak in one night and listen to me, who woke me up with their giggling, when I could hear the snore, as I woke up. So, I intern told my parents about this situation, my parents took me off to a doctor, and the doctor said that I had to remove my tonsils, then the snoring would stop. So, I did, I went off to the hospital, had that painful operation, and no more snoring. Problem solved. {well actually no more snoring for some time, but when I started to put on more weight in my 40s, the snoring again continued - however as I do not share my bed with anyone, it is not a problem.} - but oh that cup of coffee in the morning is good to soothe my dry throat. And I would just like to add, the girl that mostly threw all the shoes, and went and got her friends to acknowledge the fact that I was snoring, was a lovely girl by the name of Anne, and I know how annoying and frustrating it is to be woken up during the night. Sidebar; one weekend I was going home (we got two weekend outings per term) and on the previous outing, I had met some friends of mums, the Beggs, who were starting a snail business, is in, escargot for the restaurant trade. I told Mrs Begg, in Armidale at our school garden, there were heaps of big fat snails, I said I would collect some if they wished, and they thought this was brilliant. So, on the night before I was due home, I had a whole ice cream container full of fatty snails, on the bedside table, but, during the night, the snails escaped! And they ventured all over to Anne’s side of the dorm Lol!! (The Beggs later had a successful business and were starred on that good food show on SBS) 25. Daily Glistening Rain Drop Spectacle I have a memory when I was, maybe 13 or 14, it was when my bedroom was outside of the main house, a kind of lean-to addition. It was a great bedroom, there were 3 windows looking into the garden. It was holidays, I was home on holidays, I remember lying awake each morning, over a period of possibly 2 to 3 weeks, and every morning I awoke to see raindrops sparkling in the morning sun on the huge melaleuca outside. It was slightly freak weather; we had a little bit of rain every night, and I would get a kick out of seeing this glistening spectacle every morning. Every morning I would race to pull up the curtain to see if there had been rain again!! Actually, I used to ‘yearn’ for electric curtains, so I wouldn’t have to raise myself up, to pull the curtain. ClickClick, I wanted! Here I am 20 years later, and some genius has sold me an automated blind, all I had to do was plug it in, and hang it. Every morning now, I just have to press the button, Click! and suddenly I can see my beautiful fern collection on my back Veranda , with the morning sun coming through!! - you know it’s little things like this which make all the difference in life. Guess how much rain we had yesterday, 92mm! finally!! after four years of living in Queensland, and before that in Gunnedah with no rain since 2015 - finally, I get to experience normal rain and extreme humidity, with my dry towel on the Veranda now wet, just from the air. Hallelujah! 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 27. Reference from Robert Cull 2-2-05 "Bulga Station" Gunnedah, NSW,2380 Australia 02 67432225 Dear Sir, Miss Emily Bieman has been an excellent tenant for just over 4 years now. She was more than a suitable tenant, caring for the house and the gardens. And always paying the rent on time. Don't, hesitate to call me if you would like to speak further. Robert Cull 28. Small Responsibilities I have just noticed another little story that has been removed, stolen or deleted from my Blog and PC. It’s one where I talk about how responsible my dad was! So, I’m going to put it here again with more details. (Ha!) And by the way, I was kind of prompted to write this because, I came across a woman who, well, there was just some areas in her life that she completely neglected, and wasn’t responsible for at all, like keeping her end of a fire trail boundary line clear of obstacles….plus heaps other things. I put it down to the fact that her father must not have set an example or shown her, how to be responsible about certain things. I don’t believe she had an irresponsible father, but perhaps he was busy and wasn’t around often enough to show by example or teach her these things. So, I guess what I mean by that, if you’re going to be a father - you have to be a father, you can’t just check in every once in a while, you need to put time and effort into it, and “hang out” with the kids. And just know your kids are watching EVERY MOVE YOU MAKE. It’s just as important a job as your career is. If you think your career is more important, you ought not have had kids. You FAILED life. So, some of the things that dad did, to show us {subconsciously} how to be responsible were; Driving slowly and carefully – he never speed’d, not even a little bit when the lights changed (I have had to rewrite that 3 times now!). He really didn’t. Being respectful, polite and friendly to strangers, council workers, everyone he encounted infact. Ensuring any outdoor activity with the kids, like collecting firewood in the trailer, or camping, or Barbequing; that all safety rules were followed, and there was no mess left. Making sure none of the kids left their bikes outside at night, or any other toys and games for that matter. I should mention discipline here. On my “Good parents” story, I say to use money to discipline; that is, give your kids pocket money/ allowance, so they can buy whatever they want every now and then. Then use withholding money to discipline, as it's more effective than spanking or grounding or anything else in fact. So dad didn't really have to discipline us (because we were good kids), but I mean, getting us to pick up our bikes for instance, he would just keep asking us until we did it without him having to ask, so he would just keep kind of raising his tone up every time they were left out, to make sure we understood that he was serious, and well, to remind us, as that was something a child forgets. Eventually we all understood, all we have to put our bikes and stuff away, and so did without being told. So just a matter of persistent verbal communication. Dad would and certainly never did any physical abuse (physical punishment); any man who would strike a child or a partner should not have a family, they're not deserved, and they have mental problems. They ought to have put the time and work in before the child was old enough to be naughty. I believe parents who don't get the discipline part right, they raise kids who develop all sorts of kinky sexual problems, hence why there is a market need for dominatrix prostitutes. A whole sex industry evolved due to bad parenting. (Actually I wrote about this at Gin Gin, and the story is missing, stolen, must be hitting the nail on the head). Kids not raised right also developed stealing problems, like the reason I have people stealing from me is because they have had hopeless bimbo parents – the damage lasts their whole life. I have had so much theft from my house (and harassment), I can’t begin to tell you how satisfying it would be to catch a stupid dog red-handed, and blow her/his fucking head off right then and there; it would be beyond cathartic. and would end a 30 year period of petty theft and harassment. SO, I want to make a distinction here between “punishing” someone for doing these things, and what I said “putting a bullet through their head” there's a difference. It's all or nothing with me. I'm not going to fulfil your sickness, just because you've been raised badly; I'm not going to give you what you want. It's weird how they still persist – waiting to be punished. I guess that thief will have to blame my parents for getting it right. I also believe there are girls out there who heard my quite severe stance on such people, and have implied “well, you can't do that, because you don't want to go to prison for murder”, so, then they send me certain types, and “take your frustrations out on him”! So, girls, NO, stop doing that, try doing something about the stealing instead. Besides, just ranting on a blog how you want to blow some strangers head off, is COMPLELELTY different, than doing it. Bravado and innuendo are essential in life in showing someone how you feel. CLEAR COMMUNICATION. { I note if I say “I want to kill that stupid bimbo girl for stealing from me”, I get a completely different reaction from certain dog types, than if I say “I want to kill that arsehole boy for stealing from me” – like there is discrimination amongst the “stupids”, as in ‘you can’t say that about a girl – girls are sweet and innocent’. Stupid assumption! So, possibly gay women in the police, dog type personalities who would say such remarks? Or non thinking media people? People who take things literally, and can't see the context, the big picture, the tone of my blog… computer nerds who are ‘on the spectrum’? So, this is now a thing, since I kicked up such a stink about being BAN, so much so, in fact, they do fake new stories: that shooting at Bondi, total fake story, and it's all about “we could've prevented it by seeing someone's blog, and if there was an implication that they were going to shoot their head off, then we could have imprisoned them before they do, and then the shooting wouldn't happen - and we would have saved all the girls and children….” So that whole news story was bullshit, with actors. They're trying to save themselves because they can't read the situation. Anyway, my blog is really not about exposing stupid media people and stupid anti privacy police, with fake news stories (there’s been HEAPS). My blog is about stopping the people who steal from me and harass me. I don't want to carry the whole weight of the whole world on my shoulders thanks very much, (even though I can see my blog has made a huge impact on the way of the world, for the better). Truth telling works. {I won’t way in on the debate about parents abusing their kids with “puberty blockers” – that is: raising them in a manner where they learn never to grow up, as its easier for the parent to have ‘control’, if their child remains a child.} Also I've had girls come up with some weird ideas about my father, so they blame him for the fact that I'm single and not married - which is not exactly true at all -if you read my whole blog, you may understand this for yourself. But aside, he was not a “punisher” type person. Remember, I was raised by healthy parents. Weird how so many parents are not healthy, and fail the whole ‘child raising’ thing. SO MANY. Dad would always keep the garden tidy, including the verge outside. When we moved from the farm into town he would also clean up the litter outside our house; we had a little laneway, called Little Barber Street. This little laneway was surrounded by our high hedge on one side, and the neighbours very tall vine covered fence on the other side, and so when certain people turned down this laneway (like other kids), well, it kind of feels private for them, and secret. So those people take this as a sign to litter, because they don’t think anybody is watching. Dad would spend hours out there every year, for 40 or so years, picking up little pieces of rubbish; bottle caps, chip packets, cigarette buts, infact the whole of the service station down the road, confectionery department, would’ve been scattered outside our house at one point or another. Although, I tell you, if I was the homeowner, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t want to pick up all that rubbish constantly from outside my house. What I would do, is make a big huge sign, so that they couldn’t miss it when they turned into the lane, it would have a huge big beautiful eye on it (sexy) maybe with the words “I’m watching you right now” or something like that. I am pretty sure that would work, subconsciously. Here is a good spot to mention the rubbish in my new town; littering! Certainly, in Gunnedah, there was no major litter on the streets, I mean small amounts scattered here and there, but here in Sarina, there is bucket loads of rubbish, the canal near the mall is full of rubbish – it’s disgusting. People leave the shopping mall, and must toss packaging out the window. IDIOTS. I've noted there are a lot of islanders in Sarina, so I put it down to Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders with no discipline, and who have overbred on their beautiful island, so now come over to Queensland looking for work - many in this particular town – they just litter away, in nonthinking absurdness. Plus, they also do not know how to drive properly. Bad drivers in Sarina, in fact of all the places I've ever driven around; Sydney, Gunnedah, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Tamworth, Central coast, all over the place, I have never encountered such bad drivers like they are in Sarina; no signals, wrong signals, red light ignore–ance, not looking, driving out in front of other vehicles, breaking suddenly - oh man, so many problems. I can't believe how bad the drivers are in Sarina. Not sure if they are all Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders? But there does appear to be an overload of kids on the street, Islanders. Over breeding a problem. I think one of them in a hoodie tried to sell me drugs at the intersection just after leaving woollies one evening. I ignored the parent’s dog body. His parents have failed. Having said that above about the ‘littering Islanders with no discipline’, I have since been up at 6 o'clock in the morning several times, and several times now have witnessed the local garbage trucks on garbage morning, they drive from bin to bin, and if there is some distance in between, then they get a little speed up, and the wind picks up the lightweight rubbish from inside the truck, and blows it out onto the roadside. When I witnessed this, it wasn't just like one or two pieces of rubbish, it was more like one or two pieces of rubbish every second! So, this would definitely account for the extreme amounts of rubbish on the side of the road here. (Poor Islanders with no discipline, sorry bout that!) I have put in a complaint to Council about this (after I did, an item of mine was stolen from my car, it could be related; Council garbage men don't like receiving complaints)? And nothing was done about the littering trucks, they still litter all along the side edge of the road. Then the council mower men mow the litter into many 1000’s of small pieces. Stupid. Here is a good spot to mention; only a non thinking selfish twit would purchase balloons! With all the information we know about plastics, and the problems balloons can cause with wildlife, you would have to be stupid to purchase balloons. Many are made from polychloroprene, metallized plastic or a nylon fabric. I have since learnt some balloons are made from rubber or latex, which do eventually biodegrade, like many years, but so still don’t purchase. If you must buy balloons, make sure they’re latex. Marketing dogs: stop marketing them. Stop making them. And, I should mention the rubbish pile at Freshwater Point; in a little nook off the road, in the mangroves, maybe a fishing spot, I saw a metre high pile of ash and pollution. It absolutely stank of toxic chemicals. It was so disgusting. I can’t believe how moronic people are, putting in plastics, and God knows what else, into a bonfire. It most likely is a teenager hang out spot. There seems to be a need for education in the rubbish and recycling area, and pretty much in all nature related areas, in schools. 29. Dim women don't know that you have to do right by people It astounds me how people (women in particular) don’t know that you have to do the right thing by people, all the time. You have to be on guard to do the right thing. If you don’t, the guilt will drive you nuts! I have people who have done wrong by me 20 years ago, and are still following me around trying to fix it -there’re such idiots. (Seems, so often those perpetrators are always the ‘dim’ ones). So, I thought it worth mentioning here; try doing the right thing by people, don’t screw them over, so YOU can be happy and free. 30. Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Doctor Receptionists According to Google this girl is Lisa Sutherland from Gunnedah (no cameras back then). Lisa Sutherland is one of the stalking bimbo receptionists who are a part of the mental health industry - witches of Salem group. Their bimbo motive is “We are going to teach you a lesson” They are a group of bimbo women who target women who they don’t like or do not know (perhaps do not like their hair), and tell anyone who asks, in this case, she wrote a doctor’s report, on behalf of the doctor, but decided to deviate from what the doctor and I discussed, to, her own personal opinions with me, formed at reception, stating that I was “agitated with mental health problems”. (Yes, she really did that). Thus some 6 years later, creating a whole heap of problems for me with the stupid Gin Gin police. When really, she was just being a vindictive stupid lying bitch, refusing to give me a doctor’s appointment because she discriminates - exactly the same situation as the Witches of Salem over in America, all of those years ago who had people, other women they didn’t like, burned at the stake. It is exactly the same. The stupid police and the stupid mental health workers fall for it Hook, Line and Sinker, not only that, they encourage stupid little bimbos like that receptionist. Good little doggy. {Also, this receptionists reminds me of the one who refused to give my mother an appointment some 30 years prior, in Gunnedah, when newborn brother Tomas was dying of a rare rib deformation – it’s like they have not changed a bit – fucking STUPID receptionists. You know as a receptionists, all you have to do is make the appointment, that’s it – YOU DO NOT GET TO DECIDE IF THE PERSON NEEDS AN APPOINTMENT OR NOT – you stupid control freak retarded little girls.} Am I surrounded by morons, yes, I am. Burn in hell yourselves. Actually, someone ought to wright a book then movie, to bring this issue to a forefront – A Modern version of “The Witches of Salem”, with the now, the witches being the female dominated health and mental health industry, wanting to declare women they don’t like or do not know, mentally ill, and wanting to put them in mental health treatments. I can assure it is a huge oppressive problem today. (Read my whole story on my blog, re page Life Stories, down the bottom with the medical stories.) Worse too, what I'm noticing there are people out there who are being kind of brainwashed by these people "oh yes I do have this problem, I am slightly mentally unstable in this area, and yes you're so right I do need that medication for that"! Even really smart people get brainwashed by these manipulators; they target wealthy people who can spend money on expensive drugs – men too. THE REASON THOSE DOGS do this bad behaviour is because no one ever calls them up on it – every single bloody Dr’s receptionists should read this. And, FYI, if there is a range from 1 to 10 to explain peoples level of anger, 1 being low to 10 being EXTREME. If you saw me when I’m angry, I would fall in at number 1, and so on this day in question, I was at no 1 - so most people would have no problems AT ALL in dealing with a number 1 angry person. The reason why she was so ‘shocked’, I suspect {if it wasn’t because she been manipulated by the blonde stalking bimbo from Chatswood - I have mentioned her on my blog too}, but, is because I’m not pretty, and she was looking at my face as I was talking, and it was so far removed from hers and her young friends, that she was literally offended by it, so much so, that she went ahead in her report. STUPID BLONDE BIMBO. Why she was writing a report in the first place – lazy Drs??) created all of these problems for me. So, in fact, OTHER WAY AROUND - she is the one with extreme mental health problems. FUCK OFF. I should add, it was not just 1 receptionists who had issues with me, it was pretty much all of them: just before I moved from Gunnedah, there was one bloody bimbo (this one wasn’t a blonde) I was trying to get an appointment to see the resident podiatrist about my foot, and she implies that because she recognised my name, Bieman, and knew my little brother, Thomas, she said she’ll give me an appointment, no problems. Now, you think I would be grateful upon hearing this - but I am not grateful in the least. I can’t believe this stupid woman had the audacity to only give an appointment to me because she knew my brother, thus knew where I “fit” in society. I was thoroughly disgusted: You have to give appointments to everyone, no matter who they are. I mean maybe they are having a problem with tourists getting free bulk billed dr appointments with friends cards?? Possibly? Maybe there needs to be improved id for Australians. {probably does as I think some girl stole my drs Xray to get pension – she did it in cahoots with Dr receptionists and nurses}. But I think more likely in this case she was being discriminative…. Although there is a problem with tourists stealing in this country. Life Stories P8 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8(this) , LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. LIFE STORIES P1 View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love My Garden I Love My Grden June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life 3. June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is the house at Piallaway near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia, where I had my childhood. I absolutely loved this house and growing up on the farm (“Holwood”) We moved here from Tamworth, where we had our family house at Limbri, on the market, and we stayed in this Holwood house until that Limbri house sold -which was 5 years! 5 years, can you believe it - no one wanted to live on acreage at that point! And we rented this house from a wonderful family who lived next door across the paddocks, at “Clifton”. We were often over at their place playing with their kids and swimming in their salt water pool. They had horses! Occasionally the farmer would slaughter a beast and give our family plenty of cuts- can you believe that? What a landlord, they don’t make them like that anymore!! While we were living on that farm, in Australia we still had cracker night. A time when you lit a big bonfire, and set off fireworks. You could buy them at the local shops, the newsagency sold them if I recall, it was a long time ago. Apparently, too many careless Australian bogans were setting off firecrackers and injuring themselves, and so they ban it. But, it was awesome, every year for a couple of weeks prior, the farmer landlord would collect logs and branches with his tractor and pile them at least 4m high, in a big bonfire. (Now I've definitely written this story before goodness knows what happened to it - not on my PC). I loved watching all the fireworks go off, dad and Prue would buy heaps, my favourite was the little parachute one; after it went off, it dropped a parachute, and we'd all race and get the parachute.... Such happy memories. Oh and the sparklers, weren't they fun! Too bad about the careless Bogans, they ruin everything. In this photo our cousins were staying (the Bones), that’s me in the red parker standing next to dad. My room was on the very corner of the house, you can see my double doors on the veranda in the photo. By the way, both my parents were from Sydney. I was born in Sydney, at mum‘s hospital where she worked as a nurse, Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital. When I was 2yrs old, mum decided that she wanted to raise her family in the ‘clean country air’. Dad got a job with the Department of Education and so we packed up and moved to Limbri. When I was seven mum had met a lot of friends who were actually from Gunnedah, the next town over from Tamworth, so she asked dad to put in a transfer to move to Gunnedah Dep of Agriculture, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married and like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was deliberatley excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. I will NOT be playing that role – (same as mum). I no longer have bullies in my life. Good riddance. But , I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed, as I know what they're were like. I'll give you a little example; when I was young, we were all down at the beach one Christmas holidays, all the family, we had Lilo's that year, and all the kids were out on these lilos, at least 3, maybe 4…we kind of put them together to make a bit of a raft and we're having fun jumping off into the water….. so suddenly there was this commotion on the beach, we saw the surf life savers buggy hooning down the beach (the beach was very long, at least 1km down to our end), the guys in the buggy were waving us in, and shouting. We were a long way out, I didn't hear what they were shouting, but my cousin I think it was him, said “shark shark, there’s a shark!” So then suddenly everyone jumped off the lilos and started swimming hell for leather, - leaving me stuck with all the lilos!! So, I had to swim in, somehow managing to pull behind me, infront of me and alongside all the lilos!! I went as fast as I could, but, I am not so sure there was a shark – I did not see a shark, and I know what those surfies are like, hooning down the beach in their buggy is fun for them. Well, at any rate it was a kind of lesson: your family will leave you for dead in an emergency situation, they cannot be relied on {pretty much has been proven to be true}. I’m always on my own, and I’m more than capable enough to handle everything. I found in my 30’s, back at Gunnedah, my sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke , which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. VERY HOT DAY. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually, I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So, they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. So, anyway, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back to me at the table, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, but as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ I was somewhat reluctant, but he persisted. He took me into the living room that had a fire blazing, “look” he said “pretty e-lily, pretty” - and there I saw, a HUGE burning blazing red ember log, had rolled out onto mums thick woollen handmade rug below the fireplace and was smouldering away in that wool, getting ready to burn the whole timber federation house down. Tomas, must have remembered and knew about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! I do like pretty things! And soon after my scream, dad was there to rescue the house and put the log back. I should mention that rug, was one of those long shag pile rugs that you make with a latch Hook and place each individual length of 12cm long wool yarn into the base rug. We would all tease mum about making it, because the rug was about 4m x 5m, and we didn't think there was any chance she would get it finished, and she used to give us each a latch Hook and ask us to help her! After about 40cm across, she realised it was too big, so she gave up and folded the unfinished rug bit under the part that was done, and put it in front of the fireplace! Lol. Also it would've been probably a few weeks before this incident, when I was going through a ‘Can-Can’ phase, I might've been 12 or 13, I can't exactly remember my age, but I was doing the Can-Can in the kitchen, I was seeing how high I could get my leg, and I got it so high, that I fell straight down on my butt, it bloody hurt, I let out a huge scream, and little Tomas was in the next room, and he would have heard just exactly how loud my screen is Lol! Actually, here's a good spot to mention; in our family, everyone was involved with their own situation, as in, their own individual lives, everyone was busy, and we all had friends, and a lot of ‘life’, going on outside the family unit. So, no one was really too preoccupied at any time, with what somebody else was doing. I mentioned that, because it seems that there are many people who don't know what this is like, they seem to be so far removed from themselves, that they can only concern themselves with what other people are doing. So, for those people that form obsessions with other people, (unhealthy obsessions), I blame their parents for not encouraging them to be active and involved in the community as kids. This is where all the leeches were! 7. The Leech Story - the above photo shows where t he leeches were! Cockburn River at Limbri - such happy memories of picnicking, well barbecuing, b y the river, as a young family. The house was about 500m up the road from that spot. I want to share a little story, as recently I was trapped by certain bullies of society and this story is for them. When I was a little girl I was fortunate enough to live on a farm that had a river running alongside it. One weekend we were down there as a family swimming -the thing with this river, is there were giant leeches all along the shoreline, and you had to swim out to where it was flowing quite fast if you didn’t want to get eaten by leeches. And me, being a little girl, wasn’t too pleased with this arrangement and one time when everyone was out the middle of the river swimming and I was still on the shoreline, I saw 2 of these huge big fat leeches (there about 12cm long) and so I kind of trapped them by building a little circle out of rocks and dirt, they couldn’t get out, they were just swimming round and round. So we left and that was the end of that, it was a distant memory, only some years later at school, on an outward bound excursion, we had been walking quite a lot, and we found ourselves sitting down in the forest resting, and all of a sudden this huge giant leach jumped onto the crotch of my jeans and was wriggling about in a very menacing manner - all the girls screamed, including me. Lucky one levelheaded girl emerged and removed it for me. So I believe this leach ‘leached’ onto me purely as a result of trapping those two leeches many years before. Such is life and the way it works. Watch out SM. The photo next to that is our Bieman family from 1988, we were in Sydney on holidays staying with Grandma Bieman; 8. Bieman Family 1988 with Story to try and Tackle ‘Quality Inhibited’ parenting in Australia The older I get, the more I figure how naive my family, and most families are, about certain fundamentals. (As savvy as my parents were). Countless times I’ve observed parents (actually not thinking of mine here) berating their child to me, because they might be embarrassed about them in front of someone else, and by berating, I mean, putting down, implying that their child is stupid or inadequate, and hopeless, behind the child’s back. They do it in the hopes that the other person (me) doesn’t think this, before they say so. This comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fears of inadequacies (which they probably are anyway), and so this is inevitably projected onto their child. This is really wrong, I can’t believe so many Australian parents do it. Have some family pride, learn pride, teach pride to your kids. You have to try and raise kids that aren’t hopeless, that’s your aim as a parent. It’s your job to do so. Also, the importance of discussions (and I am thinking of my family here), discussions with your kids about ‘bad’ things that happen in life, is important – if it happened to you, chances are, it will happen to 1 of your kids, that’s how it works. Encourage discussions. If you get an opportunity to tell your child an ’honest-truth’, take it, relish it. Lying does not protect your child, get gritty and grimy. Also discuss money, how much money the family is earning, talk about the family budget, really teach kids about money from an early age, and personal finances, private family money matters, and why they can’t spend money on toys all the time, or talk about finances to their friends. Friend jealousy. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away, out of their childhood community, lose in my opinion. As there is more of a chance that launching their career within the community where they were raised, will result in happier souls with a sense of place and community. My parents sent 2 of my siblings off for 12 months on exchange in high school, one went to Finland the other went to Canada, and well, neither of them had anything negative to say about the experience, but I personally believe it’s not a good idea to send your child away anywhere - a child needs its family for various reasons one of those reasons is protection against unseen forces. The metaphysical world. The world that you can sometimes see portrayed in the art world. Those real human ‘forces’ can see someone that doesn’t have their family support around them, and will go on the passive aggressive attack, just because they can. I know as an adult I have experienced such situations, so I know the importance of keeping your child protected. Some people believe this is a religious thing, like if the child is “confirmed” then he she will be protected anyway. And, having now witnessed many different family situations. I can’t tell you how fortunate it was as a child, to not have a broken family, to have stability and not have people coming and going all the time, knowing that when I got home from school, mum would be there getting dinner underway, and dad would be home later. That kind of security I had growing up, enables a strong sense of self, and inner assurance. Also, if someone is attacking you (not a family member) but a bully, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, they are not only having a go at you, but they are having a go at your whole family, as you’re all related with the same DNA, you think similarly. My family and many families I’ve met, don’t get the whole concept of ‘you’re from the same place, therefore you’re on the same side, and you have to stick together, have one another’s back so to speak, in order to win FAIRLY in life. (Same with a childless couple - you’re on the same side). I put FAIRLY in capital letters, as unfortunatly I have seen many people try to win unfairly. Stupid thieves. Anyway, I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t get this, you’re UNWISE, and you need to rethink your whole thought process. Note in the photo in the bottom right corner, there, lying on the grass is a Listerine bottle, I had to laugh when I saw it – Dad used to rinse his mouth every day with Listerine, he never had to go to the dentist ever!! So much a part of daily life, it somehow got caught in the shot!!! Dad btw, worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. {Its ALL about punishment (and still is – the Australian police cannot lock me up so the give me fake speeding tickets 3x$500 – punishment for “name calling” – idiots.)}. So, dad was the inadvertent fly on the wall – NOT a spy or informant. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then a few years later the Department of Agriculture. It's a little ironic, and reassuring that dad played a somewhat small but important role in the closing down of those disgusting mental health institutions. Our family just doesn't like them: they are cruel and unfair. Lol. And ha ha corrupt power tripping police in Queensland. I wanted to mention dad, because I've had major problems with people stealing from me as you know from reading this blog, and one thing I've noticed, these girls think that I'm really rich, "I'm repeatedly hearing it, especially between 2020 and 2023, and before at Rangari "oh you’re really rich" it's like a dog call, those bimbos on television the ones on Netflix who steal from me I believe, it's one of the main reasons they steal from me without any qualms, they think rich people deserve to be stolen from, since the bimbo dogs are poor, (obviously they're stupid). And it's a little bizarre why they would think I am rich, since I haven't been working full-time since 1999 (if you don't work you don't have any money - der fred!). So, then I thought these stupid dogs maybe thought dad was really rich? So, I want to mention what dad did for a living; he had a government job as an accountant. He was not a business tycoon. Lol. He used to collect stamps. He became the manager of his division after 20 years or so. He died with 1 house that still had a mortgage. The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside?}. The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now! J - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, worked a couple of years, I went to a friend’s house for a holiday who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. But I do feel Travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story, I want to show ‘recognized issue’ example: I’ve heard counsellors winge of the same phenomenon. They frequently get men in to see them, because their main anger/issue in life, is that they don’t have a girl/partner/wife, somebody, that they can boss around – So the fact of not having a girlfriend or wife, is NOT the issue, the issue is that they don’t have somebody that they can boss around AND CONTROL. (!!) (btw, I expect that’s the reason a lot of mothers have kids too, WRONG REASON) Plus, this particular female councillor said, they will actually try to ‘boss’ her around during the session, as like in, wishfully thinking she was a bimbo wife, or dogsbody. I might say to such person, hey start gardening, you can control that, plus reward yourself with a good garden and food - start cooking for yourself, or for other people; gives you complete and full control. Or get a dog! – but I have seen those woman who put their ‘trained dogs’ on show, you know, have them jumping through hoops and the like -MAN THOSE WOMEN ARE SICK – fully dysfunctional, but they and anyone paying money to see such a show, would have NO IDEA exactly how mentally retarded they are. Having said that, I have encounted a lot of bimbo women in my life, I have talked about it - the dogs go and get them deliberatley, so they can use them to manipulate while they ‘sleepy’, they show off. Like how I mentioned the Wainberg girl (dog), manipulated her sister that day in the park, same thing. I don’t know if they are getting these bims for her, so she can use them to have a go at me, or perhaps there is a whole spate of dogs in rotation? But I have encounted a lot of really clueless women in my time as a result of their trying to impress (impress someone?) with their manipulation tactics. So those men who are so adamant in trying to control a woman – go and find one of those bim types, they will need help in everything they do, you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness, same with that timber planter order guy in Mackay, which ever dog that was – so many now). Anyway, so, I have people in the street, total strangers to me – perhaps they are neighbours? Perhaps they are bored council workers? Perhaps they are old school girls? Perhaps they are all the sister/brothers of my friends?; who try to control me, as I am single. STUPID MORONS. And I say stupid morons, because that’s what it comes down to; an absolute total lack of respect for anyone else, thinking they are superior and can make the best decisions for somebody else. AS IF, AND SO OFFENSIVE, so condescending. And thinking that they know better than everyone, and therefore are entitled to boss around other people. The whole thing is vile and disgusting. Bimbo related, only someone who is stupid would do this to someone else. No compassion, no empathy, no morals - stupid. This is exactly where the whole nazi problem in Australia stems from, this exact phenomena, and it’s not just single men who do it, there are plenty of women to, married ones especially - honestly most women have no idea how stupid they are. Plus, I believe it is even an issue that kids too, they suffer from this phenomenon, due to their own nazi parents, they too, look for someone to try and control. So, a lot of people looking for someone to control, rather than looking for someone to love. So mixed up and dysfunctional, it is BIZARRE. BTW, wanting to have control is not a bad thing, but trying to control someone else, is the issue, especially a complete stranger, someone that does not ask you to interfere in their life at all – or gives you permission. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMSISSION. Control yourself. So, this is how they ‘passively aggressively’ try to control me. I’ve mentioned before I have people on phones doing signs (read my story about flash mobs pre flash mobs just below). So, if I go into a shop where they don’t think I should go, then they verbally shout out at me from across the street (out of sight) - harass me, or do something like start banging something really loudly, as in, like what a child would do throwing a tantrum. But if I go into a shop where they think it’s okay, like if I go into Vinnies, then that would be okay - going into Vinnies is ok, because I’m really poor, so I belong in Vinnies, and they don’t harass me. (Vinnies - it’s got to be a woman doing it) But if I try to go in a hardware shop, forget about it. And you wouldn’t believe what happens if I go to a doctor for some sort of medical problem (I did describe what happened one time when I was at Gin Gin medical Centre - stupid dogs, read my “Red Rubber fulcrum for physio” photo story) and I have written about it before when I walk past a restaurant or coffee shop – I always get verbally shouted at by unknown people if I venture too near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; one time I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry , a craving. I went down to the Chinese take-out, and there was a family, husband, wife and a little boy sitting in the cafe. And they started talking about me and how I shouldn’t be there ordering food, it was quite strange. They all three were total strangers, I’ve never seen them before. I do not know them, I do not believe they knew me, why they were questioning where I was eating, I can only imagine it was because I was on my own. When most people when you see them out at a restaurant they’re not usually on their own - so this whole family couldn’t handle the fact that I was there ordering (not even eating) on my own. STUPID PEOPLE STUPID FAMILY. (There is the possibility that they are dogs from entertainment industry, knew I would be there, and so arranged an attack – a personal attack on me?? – like a coward) But, really and truly, this is the kind of bullshit that I have to live with every day, it has been this way ever since I can remember in my adult life. You might not think it's that bad; hearing someone just yell out verbally, out in public. But I can assure you, it is! It is akin to a dog barking at me out in public area, constantly, like obviously that person thinks that I shouldn't be there, and starts barking, like a territorial dog. It's REALLY OFFENSIVE, and it doesn't just happen at once or twice, it happens every single time I go near a food place! And if I say that that's what they're doing; being verbally aggressive and yelling out obscenities, then that's what they're doing!! Someone suggested that it's just because there's girls in the food places, laughing at me as I walk by, and I just think they're laughing at me, as in, a psychological problem! WELL NO, wrong completely. I'm aware of normal typical restaurant sounds thank you very much, I have no delusions about anything, and can see quite plainly what it is going on. If I say they're yelling out to me in aggressive manner like a dog barking, then that's what they're bloody doing -if you too offended just by hearing me describe what they do, imagine what it’s like for me all the time. (After I wrote this, I happened to have to walk by a food court, banking related, and there where about 6 old men standing around, ‘placed’ ! – trying to curb all the stupid dogs!!! Lol – it worked, no harassment, other than 6 old men staring at me!). So, but, as you can imagine by now at this point in my life, 52, I don't really go anywhere near food places, try not to. Drive-through Maccas is my favourite place to go because it's relatively peaceful (although I frequently have someone in a sleek black car following me there?? – I think they are from Woolworths, same car from Gunnedah Woolies?). Like, even when I used to shop at bunnings, and walked past the bunnings cafeteria; abusive dog yelling out obscenities – most of the time it is not legible, but like aggressive grunts/yells, reprimands. So in 2025, I have a theory as to why women yell out at me in this aggressive dogbark manner: (aside from the fact that they are non-thinking dogs), it relates to me and my “immense liking and enjoyment” of food. So just my personal thoughts of some foods, can evoke a thought reaction that may sound sensual; “mmmm” – if you’re a pervert DOG. And so out in public, if some stupid dog thinks she hears something sensual, she without thinking, like, in a confused state, gets angry, because “you can't have sex on the street, that's wrong, so clear off” (!) - without fully thinking the whole thing through - DUMB DOG. Fucking wake up. Btw, when I was younger, say in my 20’s - it didn’t start off like this, they were more like ‘accompanying’ me, so if I wanted to go somewhere then they would do signs to like ‘clear the path’ so to speak, actually traffic light people were involved, I’m not going to get into that though (all green lights – yah!). At those particular times, I was just amused at such antics that people, total strangers, get up to, and was not concerned about these people at all. I didn’t consider them a nuisance or intolerable. But over the years instead of like ‘accompanying’ me or ‘helping’, they have evolved into being ‘nazi dictators’ under the pretence of “helping and guiding”. They are unbearable. It’s like they have grown to have big egos and be selfish, in the same manner bullies become bullies, because nobody stands up to them, and thieves continue to steal because they never get caught. It’s kind of an odd concept for me, acting in such a way towards total strangers, I really thought about what motivates people to do bad over-controlling behaviour like this, and I think it all just comes down to stupidity. Like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was peabrain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! So, I would be way smarter than people who are trying to “help” me, which makes it so ridiculous, ludicrous and ironic. I don’t need someone to tell me what shop I should go into, and what street I should go down to get there. NEVER HAVE. I do believe it reached a point where they would set traps, so if I didn’t go down the street, then they would send their council friends to block the street off with fake roadworks. So, then they could say ha ha, you should’ve listened to us, and done what we said, as in, played our ‘Simon Says’ game. (There most definitely has been quite a few fake roadworks that I’ve passed by, although Council has more money now, and even the fake ones put out their expensive machinery to make it look like they’re actually doing something.) And you know what, I have never seen this kind of manipulative behaviour in a movie – and I have seen 1000’s of people’s life stories in the form of movies. But once when I was watching the news, they were doing a segment on Whitney Houston, in her later older years, it was a live ‘unprepared’ interview on the street. And I could see she had the dogs, plain as day, you could hear them from afar, on the camera. Anyone watching would have thought it was just the Press hounding her like that, but I am not so sure – just reminded me so much of the dogs that hound me – and I certainly do not have Press that follow me around.) By the way in the past, usually it’s always women (little girls) who have done this “trying to control me” behaviour, some people have coined an expression for it – “Ride her like a horse”, (people on channel 7), but I think the boys are copying the girls, as now I hear male voices yelling out, verbally harassing me from across the street, in the past it’s always been female voice that shouts/yells verbal harassment. {Actually, at the moment its either some girl or a toll truck driver following me, and I’ve noticed often, over the past few years, lately, that they have been trying to manipulate the situation in order that I will ‘lose’. If you read my photo story called “bank staff trying to unempower customers”, that’s a pretty good example of what I mean here. It’s like they’re trying to change destiny, and the way that things are meant to unfold, and they know that’s what they’re doing, and that’s what they’re getting off on, ‘playing God’, this again goes back to the girls I went to school with, in church, who later work at Bunnings and Mitre 10 - all girls trying to play God, there’s a big cult of them, the dog network, as I call it. Those girls are really stupid, they don’t know that they’re going to get their comeuppance.} I have a right to be single and go from A to B without being harassed. Do you see how fucked this country is STILL, I recommend not having kids. I know I would never have kids in such an ugly world. BTW I find most women don’t like being around people they can’t control. And by other people I mean other women. They actually get pissed off, if they can’t control the situation and then cause conflicts. They even have the audacity to take it further- in my situation at least they do; because they can’t control me, they then blame me for the conflict that they’ve created - because they’re so pissed off that they can’t control the situation. I find most people quite absurd. I’ve had a lot of experience with women like this, my grandmother was particularly like this, but also her daughter my aunt and my sister all want to try and control the situation and none of them realised that none of them were smart enough to control the situation anyway. My Grandmother especially used to get very upset if her perception of reality was contradicted, like she always thought men to be smarter than women, but when I came along and proved otherwise, she was so angry, she smashed her glass into the kitchen sink!  lol! However, my grandmother seemed to have major passive dysfunctional problems, the biggest one, in fact, was to try and create ‘the common enemy’, so she and whoever she was talking to, could have something to talk about. She couldn’t ever talk to someone without bitching and ‘playing sides’ like that, for her, that was the only way she knew how to communicate with her friends or family, she did not know how to be ‘equals’, she subconsciously thought there should be a ‘hierarchy’, and bitching about someone made her feel important and superior, actually very sad, and it’s too bad that nobody pointed out this to her, when she was alive. Although she did start having a go at my little brother, when we were talking one-day, and I pretty much stopped her in her tracks with some curt comment to save Thomas, then I didn’t have any more problems with her regarding my brother, but I don’t think she fully understood what she did; her personal dysfunction. And you know, this is why I have such happy memories of going over to the beach, because grandma usually never accompanied us, it was so nice not to have to listen to anyone bitch about another member of the family or friends (or neighbours). And, someone told me, a guy named Billy Baxter was doing Simon Says, he worked on the radio, apparently. He was from Gunnedah too, I never met him, but I think I saw him in Melbourne when I was there, he was surrounded by about 10 young girls (I would say 10 young bimbos, possibly thieves?). Maybe he wants to be “Billy the Kid”. RACK off. Another theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, some T staples which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me, so I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. It may be just a conspiracy theory but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. You know, if you feel you need to “help me” when you see me, perhaps you could send donations to my PayPal account; emilycbieman@gmail.com - that would actually be helpful!! Or buy some of my seeds or fabrics. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Or my bathroom needs cleaning, toilet could be due for a scrub! GET REAL!!! I know just writing about nazi behaviour has reduced it. 22. Australian building practises, its renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS This is how I am dressed atm inside my rental (2021). At night, I can literally feel my head shrinking because of the cold, and the lackadaisical building techniques that Australia allows. Really every single residential home needs to be brick, preferably double brick, in Australia brick has insulating properties that protects people from heat and cold illnesses, and those illnesses are silent killers. Living in a well-insulated house is how to protect yourself against many diseases. (Not to mention the flu virus) The photo showing me all 'rugged' up was taken at Gin Gin in winter, surprisingly, they actually get an occasion mild frost there. But you ought to have seen what I looked like in winter at Gunnedah - literally 7 jumpers, I looked like a sheep ready to be shorn! (lucky I am a knitter). This cold weather allergy is all Centrelink’s fault with forced work at the Nursing home {still affecting me 15yrs later - do you think I am entitled to workers comp HA AS IF}. It is also part caused by substandard housing with little insulation. As this story has had such an impact on my life, I want to repeat myself; about the total scam CENTERLINK Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional - DELUSIONAL - it is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, (first time in my life due to a burnt throat the season before) and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (those women at Centrelink ought to be SHOT) at that workplace, a nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever. 3YRS of mild fever too. Here is a good spot to mention; a few years earlier before this incident, I saw an ad for a Pat Parelli Horsemanship workshop, out past Coolah. (Do you see the dogs). At the time, I thought well that sounds fun, I love horses, so I went, drove down there, but little did I know, out past Coolah (can’t quite remember where it was now (some girls farm)), it was much colder there than in Gunnedah, and from the moment I got out of the car, I was basically freezing - the whole day, freezing. FREEZING. I wanted to stay on though, and hear what they had to say. Because I had a great interest in horses, eventually I left, went home, and had a hot bath. I didn’t get sick, not the flue, nor a cold, nor even a sniffly nose, after enduring 4hrs or so of FREEZING. This tells me, I mean, I knew it already, but this is proof, it’s not the cold that gives you the flu or pneumonia, it’s literally a contagious virus that is the problem. (That horsemanship day was scam, I bet it was Charlotte Powell’s property, Amy Powell was from Coolah – I tell you, obsessed with me) And, in retrospect, the seven games of natural horsemanship is a great philosophy, and there are elements of people out there who really have no idea how to behave around animals, and in fact they’re quite cruel, and they don’t have a caring nature, but they still want to go horse-riding; Pat Parelli’s seven games of natural horsemanship is for them. It is for people who need to learn how to be caring. It would be for Charlotte Powell. I can definitely say, I needed not have bothered to go, this is not something I needed to learn, I already had those attributes. Anyway, why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. Actually, as soon as it drops below 20°C, I can feel a change in my head, I become slightly lethargic, that feeling you get when you’re an immune is fighting, it may be confused with feeling hungry/slightly dizzy. So, some people reckon that it’s just an automatic immune response that doesn’t actually mean anything, that your body has been tricked into reacting in a certain way, it’s the same reason why they believe asthmatic people have asthma attacks, it’s just an immune response. I am not sure about this? maybe virus has somehow got in, found your weakness and somehow has made a permanent place for itself in your immune? and when feeling giddy, it is a serious attack on the body and your immune is fighting it. That’s why you can feel it. So, the experts don’t know what exactly your immune is fighting, and why cold weather triggers some sort of bad reaction (try sitting in a waiting room under the air con – what a disaster! - of course my burnt damaged throat allows the ‘badies’ in) Although, at least I’m not in Gunnedah still, it’s much colder in Gunnedah - at night, at times it got so cold I could literally hear my brain slowing right down, my thought process was in ‘slow motion’, it was quite bizarre. Later I was told that this happens in Antarctica; a couple of researchers were down there, and they experienced the same thing when they were outside doing their checks. It’s a known phenomenon that happens in cold weather – although obviously the Gunnedah temperature would be considerably warmer than Antarctica, which tells me, there’s definite weird problem going on, as far as I’m concerned. It was triggered by a virus (100% sure about this), plus, I believe it was given to me deliberately (that last deliberate part, may be debatable, some people in high places said they would know about it if that was happening, but I am not so sure….) - signed the form so I would not sue them. They knew at least if you work there, you will get sick. Not sure what they were so worried about, no lawyer in Australia would sue Centrelink anyway, lawyers in Australia are all way too whipped. Did Centrelink think I was going to win the lottery, so I could afford a fancy $50,000 lawyer to sue them? “That girl has definitely got a chance of winning the lottery…..“ lol, well, you know what there’s hope then, if the government, thinks that I might have a chance of winning the lottery, there’s hope!! I have to update this in 2025 because I found a place further north my head no longer gets giddy in winter although I do still have to sleep with a beanie on in winter but it is a fantastic spot and I can't believe my luck and fortune. So in Gunnedah and all other rentals since, (since it is cheap rentals that have the worst insulation ), those homes did not have sufficient heating, and this probably perpetuated my 'cold allergy'. Plus I also realise that food and diet has a lot to do with coping with illness, the better you eat the better, the better your body can deal with sickness. And from looking at my little pussycat; the better you eat, the longer you will live, regardless of what's wrong with you. I do suspect my mother who was adopted at age 2, was nutritionally starved before she was adopted, and this played a role in her illness. And in fact anyone who has dementia I suspect it can be traced right back to from when they were in the womb and pour nutrition, particularly people who went through the war, and went through periods of starvation. Just a feeling and somewhere along the lines of Socrates. 23. Poor Renters in Australia 🎻Monday, 7 August 2023 (I pretty much update this every time they steal something precious to me) As I watched my current landlord farmer one Saturday (2019) drive by my cottage in his cattle truck, down the hill then back around past my house again, REPEATEDLY – ALLDAY, (what a nutter), I decided, as a lifelong 45yr old female renter, I would compose a list of hardships that renters have to endure. Aside from that kind of obvious car nuisance harassment. 1. Landlords coming around when it pleases them to go on personal power trips about irrelevant issues, male landlords especially. (Darcy Ward, Steve Carter – not even my landlord). Female ones wanting me and everyone to be like her child, so she can boss them – weird. GO AWAY. 2. Once I had a female landlord (not mentioning any names, Julie Knapman) that kicked me out because she only wanted cash (she was screwing the government), and the other main reason (as I WAS paying cash, {I just did not want to and asked to do it (nicely) by bank transfer – same as how EVERYBODY else does it}), was because I was happy. It really ticked her off every time we spoke, so she kicked me out, jealous! She reminded me of Tina Sparkles from Strictly Ballroom - psychotic jealousy. As I was moving from their house, she was in a car and she kind of chased me down the driveway and pushed me off the road into the paddock, what a total dog nutter. LITTLE GIRL Plus, I’m 100% sure she and her daughter went in to the house when I was in town, as one day orange lollypop men put a traffic jam on the road with fake roadworks (not a COINCIDENCE), so I had pulled up behind Julie and her daughter - she saw me, there were only 2 cars on the road, hers and mine, and as long as it took for those lollipoppers to hold up the traffic, was long enough for her to decide she wanted to go and stickybeak in the house, since she knew I was in town; she did a U-turn right there, even though the bridge is just before town on a ½hr trip into town, and went back. Manipulative lollipop men. Plus I know she was in the house, as my cat was totally freaked out when I got home, and they killed the unusual and very large spider who lived at the front door. 👎 I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. At that house, I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this – I had not started my seed business at this point either). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). Btw, that little girl-woman also never notified me of neighbours aerial spraying pesticides – by law they have to, so the neighbours doing it would have advised them, but then in turn they did not advise me their tenant – such is the disrespect of farmer little girls. 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”-I wonder if they’ve changed it, edited it….) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after t hat encounter with her, I won various awards at school and in Gunnedah for fashion related projects, it was expected that I would work in the fashion industry. {Although I suspect there may have been some manipulations going on, as in year 10, I was contemplating leaving at the end of that year and attending the famous Ryde Cookery school, as I did love to cook, even went down there and checked it out, even enrolled. But after I started Textiles and Design in 3rd term of year 10, and did so well at it, I decided I would stay on – so I suspect this may have been a bit of a sinister plot on behalf of the school, who wanted paying customers to stick around. Possibly in retrospect it would’ve been better for me if I left at the end of year 10 - but really who knows. When school finished (1991), I would have been quite happy just to stay at home, in the family home in Gunnedah and see what panned out, (probably would have just remained unemployed…{I did have a woodworking project going on, consisting of building a large dolls house – not really sure why, possibly the only thing really on my mind – I want a house!, and yes, I should have been an architect…Do you know, if someone had of told me back when I was seven years old or something, that the only possible way you’re ever going to be able to build your own dream home when you’re older, is if you become an architect - I’m pretty sure I would’ve set about becoming one. But anyway, back then, and when I was 18, the concept of being an architect was not conceivable. But after school my mother would not hear of me staying in her house, she packed me up and basically dragged me down to Sydney, enrolled me in the Fashion Production course at Hornsby Tafe, and set me up in a flat in the wannabe hoity-toity suburb of Chatswood. Little did she know that the couple she selected me to live with were hard and fast potheads, and were totally addicted to their lifestyle consisting of coming home from work and sitting down to consume 30 hits of the bong! - then doing it all over again the next day, and every! It was quite an introduction for me into the Sydney adult world. The couple were very lovely, and seemingly very normal, (no tattoos!), and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion was their motivation (this would stem from nazi parents, nazi school teachers 100% over controlling, power tripping ways of raising children – such stupidity in this area, still). I did ask them why?, and he said, “so he could feel normal”. I wondered well, if you feel normal, then what’s the whole point - kind of seems like a big waste of money- paying some exploiter all that money, just to feel the same as you always did and do!! – you know, one has to step back and apply common-sense in every situation you find yourself in! Btw those people who sell drugs, are predators, looking for victims. You would have to be a sucker to indulge them. They are just as bad as mental health care workers or musicians - looking for victims – they all want the same thing – YOUR MONEY. Btw, I'm fairly certain I had dogs from the ABC (triple j) follow me around at this point, they seem to be obsessed about the whole drug thing as well, they then went on to create a section on triple j, radio station for young people, their audience, could phone in and ask questions about drugs. I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘lack of commonsense’ situations by desperate for ideas dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as it’s easier for musicians to get money from people a who are not fully paying attention! Radios: total scams. And btw, after living with my 2 new flatmates briefly; I did not become a drug user. I had relatively savvy parents. Fashion school was ok, I was good at the design side of things, there were a few nice ‘originals’ types there, but also quite a lot of shallow fashion bitches. I won’t put the story I have with one of the girls, actually, 2 maybe 3….well, one of them, was unbelievable, she was such a bitch! The bitch antics that small women do, that one did contact me relatively recently, after all these years skyting about her fancy university teaching job! Isn’t that typical; giving the bitches the well-paid job. One of the girls was from Honk Kong, and a couple of years later, I stayed with her and her family in Hong Kong, we got on well enough. My fashion advice; chose comfort over style, every time. But I didn’t last too long at Chatswood, and later moved in to a flat with a flatmate from school -which also didn’t last very long - actually I want to mention that living with a flatmate will / would never really work out - people just aren’t designed to live that way, amongst friends, or flatmates. People are designed to live within a family unit, where there is an underlying theme of love - which will get you through all the fights, torments and nuisance behaviours, that you experience when living with someone, if you don’t have that underlying theme of love, it’s not going to work out. And this makes things really difficult, because basically accommodation is so expensive you have to share or be prepared to have a considerably reduced lifestyle - which I have decided is the better choice, rather than unhappily try to share with someone. It’s bad enough when you’re young, around other young people, but when your older, sharing is way worse, as people have scars from life; we don’t want to have to share a house in our 50s with some complete stranger who is most likely an arsehole as a result for the bruises and scars they’ve received as a single person….hear me? (This part about flatmates and love was deleted, I had to rewrite it. Dogs probably stole it. BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE). I find it strange why this fact is not acknowledged by governments, and why there is not better accommodation suited to singles (and no not small, we ALL want a proper house thanks very much – not a hotel room). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. I don't think I'm asking for too much here, or being too precious about accommodation. I know there's some people who say ‘well you know that's the whole point about life and working, having somewhere to live, your own home’. But, it's just, you know, it doesn't work out for everyone, or there's many people that I've encountered who lose everything - everything that they have worked for is snatched away from them; many divorced situations, many tragedies can happen. So, I think like the safety net of housing needs to be taken way more seriously. I want to say, all my life so far, 3 proper meals every day – no exceptions to that. Then suddenly at 18, I was thrown into this world with no job, no money no food, no proper home, only study (no Aus study, just $20 a week cash for all expenses, from mum, then when I winged, at least explaining to her about the weekly train fare of $12.50, she raised it to $30). Very weird, my mother, I think was clueless about money. I did spend those 2 years studying, eating tomatoes on toast and near starving, I developed heart burn from all the tomatoes, still have it today. My parents were opposed to welfare to. I would have been eligible to receive it. Such snobs. Such vanity. Plus, if you do not have stability in your home life, then work life is not going to work out, firstly, you do not have a sense of permanence at your address, then there is no motivation to make an effort to make things work out at work, there is no point, as you will have to move anyway, especially if the money is minimum wage. And secondly, feeling like you do not belong in the community around your home and work place will be the determining factor to leave it too. When I first moved to Pendle Hill on my own after I left study, and got my first job, I lived in the main street of Pendle Hill, on top of a BBQ chicken shop. Inside the unit was okay, nice and clean with wooden floor boards (but not an ideal location). One day I ventured across the road to the bank, there was an ATM, and the ATM was off the street some, you have to step up a ramp to get to it. So, I was up there waiting, and this girl was walking along with her dog, a big fluffy German Shepard, and she saw me, looked at me directly, changed sides of the pavement, and walked over to me. I felt like she did it deliberately when she saw me on my own, because of what happened; When one comes across someone with a dog, right next to you, one usually would want to pat it, (well in the past this what I did) and so I attempted to pat this dog, but I was unable to because it tried to bite me - I was able to react quickly enough to not let it really cause any damage, just a minor scratch, my hand was quickly retracted with a slight shriek, but then this girl just left, she didn’t say anything, it was like she literally came up to me as she knew her dog would bite me. Dogs rearing dogs. Mmm so this what the women in the western suburbs of Sydney are like. This girl, same age as me prob, blonde hair, without having any motivation, as I had just moved to Pendle Hill, I didn’t know anybody in the area at all, just simply attacked me in her in her passive aggressive manner. In my experience, this pretty much sums up the personality of all women of the western suburbs of Sydney, they want their dogs to bite me - they are fully sick in a totally dysfunctional way. (Note there was a woman in Gunnedah who did this too; Mrs Finlayson, I wrote about it on Life stories, somewhere). Total ban of all canine dogs please. Plus, I have noticed over the years, there are many other women who do this with other females, in fact males aswell. So, they use other people as ‘weapons’, just like those two women were using their canine dogs to bite me -puppet dogs – it is exactly the same manner. In fact, this is such a common thing and exists everywhere I've lived, I can't believe I'm the only one that has ever talked about this issue, as I've never seen it mentioned anywhere, rarely implied on TV / movies either. My neighbour across the road uses her son or daughter in the same manner. I think the Real Estate uses that family too? Or the landlord -someone who poisons my trees – or some idiot trying to play big brother or big sister – this is a common problem I have in life with dogs trying to play big brother – they are sheer evil and have NO COMMONSENCE. Major 3rd borns. And I've seen movie produces do it, and boast about it, like skyting about what they can get other people to do, some even without their knowledge. Zombies. You know whilst I think those two dog owners deserve a bullet to the ear, I have noted that there can be situations in life where this skill, can be of help. Some people are just really stupid, and other people can see what's going on, and so they can use someone, in the moment, to rectify a situation, solve the problem, or end the conflict - in effect people using their powers for good. HOWEVER, I don't think I ever witnessed this ever, I only see people using other people for cowardice reasons, mainly to chastise somebody else. People are pathetic. I tell you, hardly anybody is going to be going through those pearly white gates after they die. See Ya! I note there has been a change in that suburb Pendle Hill now, in 2023, if you look it, it is full of immigrants only, mainly Asian, with hodge podge extensions and renovations. Shanty Town. Too many people to quickly – slow down you bloody greedy immigration policy makers. Actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish; while some parts of Sydney is a fairly good place to live, like where my parents grew up, but if you do not have a familiar community, a place where you belonged, and who are too, familiar with you, then there are many despots who will try to latch on and take advantage of young single women. And, especially when it comes to public transport – a young woman is a walking victim. Unmarried girls really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone. You need a strong support network at that vulnerable age. No one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you. (Why was that, when they are just SO prevalent?? Am I living in bizarro world suddenly? I had 18yrs of normal life, then suddenly after I left the family nest, I get bimbo ‘mirror girls’ plus ones who do twisted mirrors! What the hell?) And the thieves – OMG, desperate greedy selfish bitches, married and singles, rich and poor, does not matter - they are thieving scum, so prevalent all across Sydney. Actually, I should change that, as the targeted theft from me, did not start until after I had left Sydney. It started after I got back from Melbourne, when I was living with dad briefly. So it is Melbourne people who are the biggest thieves I would say, way more than people in Sydney. WAY MORE. But then there’s all the copycats. All the ‘stupids’. By the way, someone told me the reason why I had never encountered stupid people who do reflections before, was because we hung out a lot, with our neighbour, and this woman, married to a farmer, an extremely good cook, was one of those eccentric types with an overt big jolly loud personality, and she has a tendency to wake the people around her up! Which I definatly think is true. (Akin to Mary Murphy’s excited scream!) Although this doesn’t really explain school and the school environment, I mean you’d think I would’ve noticed people doing reflections, maybe it happened and I just didn’t notice, I mean it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really started to understand why I would have these problems, and how often I felt like I was having a conversation with myself when I talked to certain people, with women in particular, as well as talking to a third party, instead of the person in front of me, who may actually not be present - and learnt about ‘empty shells’, I’m pretty sure if I had of known about this before, it would’ve made my life less confusing, more understandable. You know, in some cultures, some religions, (including Christianity - which is predominantly the religion in Australia), they believe that people who allow themselves to be ‘utilized’ in this manner - have sold out their souls to the devil, in other words, they have done something that is so bad, that the devil now can use them to play with, and have his evil little way with. Now, whilst I did go to church twice a week every day for six years not to mention Sunday school as a child, I’m not an expert with the Christian Scriptures, but in my experience, it is not the devil that does these things, it is real people, who do these things. They are people who like to play the devil, instead of the usual game people play; Playing God - something also evil. But the ones who want to Play Devil are much worse - they are real and disgusting. I recall asking both my parents why they moved from Sydney, and I was a bit annoyed with them, as they had told me, it was because they had not liked it, and wanted to raise their kids in the clean country air. But I mean, if they didn’t like the city, why would they think, (their very own flesh and blood) would like it?? Gunnedah life for them was really a little like fairy-tale world. It was like a bubble world that they, and our whole family, and friends, were living in. Quite different to what goes on in cities, and in areas where there’s mass population. But they were both from Sydney originally, they both grew up there. I guess they didn’t hang out in the inner-city suburbs or Western suburbs very often. I am not saying it is only these groups of people who steal, oh, no way! But us growing up, we just did not experience any of those ‘primitive’ problems that I encounted in Sydney, and still do with scum followers. I also noticed, there were a lot of same age, my age, ethnic people that they used to hang out in gangs, especially at shopping malls, in the inner and outer western suburbs. Not sure if they still do. I did find it a little odd because I never saw any white people hanging out in gangs, it was just an ethnic thing that happened. And if you’re one person, walking past a big group of people, who all stared at you as you went past, sometimes making snide comments at you - it just makes you feel uncomfortable, and leaves a certain impression of that ethnicity. I believe in my opinion; people hang out in gangs because they just want to fight. They want to live in gang world where they don’t have to be respectful to anyone unless they are in their gang. Plus, they get to fight, little boys love to fight, not just the alcoholic’s disease. They don’t have to live in the real world that way, where they would have to show an ounce of decorum and respect to all others; living in the real world so to speak. A case of “Lord of the Flies”. {I have heard it to be the other way around for certain ethnic girls encountering groups of western men, but were I heard that, the source was a known liar and trouble maker.} Anyway, life does not really begin, until you start gardening! Image above is my fabric Design E Design. It would've been good to have a photo of at least my end of year fashion parade design, which featured in the finale, but there were no phone cameras back then. So I have chosen this "E Design", which comes in many different colours, and slightly different patterns. I specifically chose it because I had some unwanted childdog on my back, about this design, not being my design - when in fact IT IS MY design. I designed it -but I did not draw it; I manipulated the letter C, by joining them together to get an ℇ in Adobe illustrator, then manipulating it until I got the shape that I wanted. I think the font I used was Tahoma- it's my favourite font. I have mentioned before on my blog I'm not an illustrator, I can't draw to save myself, yet look what I can do in illustrator! Love it. And well, I really like this design, maybe because it's just a little personal to me with E, E for Emily! 😁 27. The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Now nearing age 50, so far as I can see about life in Australia, for a working person, is those who go on to graduate from university, usually get the well-paid jobs. They can work their arses off for the next 10 years (or not in some cases), but then have enough to be able to buy a house, at least 1, if not 2, or for some put down a mortgage - by the end of those 10 years. And it’s expected to be this way, by “the powers that be”; it’s expected that people who do not go to universities, get minimum wage jobs; they work their arse off for this 10 years, and usually don’t end up anywhere near owning their own home, if even been able to save a for a deposit, and will be most likely renting in a crap house. What makes this so bad, is that the university thing, is often not so much about being highly educated, but it’s about supporting university staff, and especially, cushy research careers at uni (research about life) – which, I grant is important; but the whole way this works is so totally BIAS and DISCRIMMINTRY, I can’t believe they are allowed to do it. I know with my little brother; it was the same for him on minimum wage in his first job out of school in Sydney. But then his company offered him a wage increase if he went to uni part time in the evening, relevant to his field. Which he did, and he got paid, so far as I can gather, 3 times as much. Plus, he was doing the same work after, as before! (I ought to mention he got married just before the offer was made – I personally suspect this has something to do with it – more discrimination against singles). In fact, I recall when I was working at Bonds, after I had finished my 2yr Associate Diploma Tafe course; there was a new guy who started working there; we were talking one day, plus another of my colleagues, and he started talking about his salary, and he was telling us, he couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He was fresh out of uni, first job, a young 21yr old or so, he had no experience. But he implied, he was getting at least 3 times as much as us – we were on minimum wage more less. Extraordinary isn’t it! But, {the kicker is}, now get this; his role, his job, - well, he actually did not appear to have one! Like, we all had our individual set tasks, contributing to the production of the famous Bonds Singlets! But, his ‘job”, it seemed, was simply to make sure everybody else was doing their jobs!! So, he didn’t really even have to work as far as I’m concerned; it’s not like anyone there was naughty or rebellious - everyone did their job as far as I could see – which explains how he could hang about and chat with us about salaries!! So really, if you happen to be someone who is blessed with common sense, then that situation, just does not make any sense at all, and quite frankly I don’t know how I lasted the whole 2 years there before I finally told them to shove it up their arse (politely ofcourse). But, having more experience now, that company was one of the better ones to work at in Sydney!! And it was really bad – bully nation. And you know what, I think those “powers that be” expect someone working on minimum wage for 10 years, to totally lose hope, and possibly even drop out of the workplace altogether, or take other negative life choice options. It’s like a standard of normal that is perpetuated by greedy universities. I would even take it further and say that some of those “powers that be”, possibly ones in the education system, pick and choose who those people are, they pick who they want to win, and who they want to lose. When I look back at those 10 years working in Sydney for near minimum wage, it was just a total waste of my time. The only good thing I can say about it, is, well at least I know what it’s like working a 60-hour week for minimum wage Lol, mmm, maybe I learnt compassion!! yeah, it waasss reeeally good. If I had of known about the way it works, there’s no way I would’ve worked so hard for those 10 years, if at all. NO WAY. (I have mentioned on my blog how I got a 2nd job in the evenings, and it still was not enough to save for a house deposit after rent and bills). I want to add here, I didn’t drink, nor do drugs, nor ‘party’ and go out. I think even back then, I must have had dogs hanging around, trying to come up with ways to steal my money. The more I think about this, the more I realize how naïve my parents were. Maybe it’s different for other people, like I was thinking about the brand Palmolive, and how this is a huge brand in Australia, with multiple products. I have purchased them over the years from time to time, until finally I realized exactly how crap all Palmolive products are, there are, by far, better and superior alternatives out there. So, I am thinking well they must have a lot of friends in Australia to have that big a market share, with such crap products. Perhaps it’s the same thing, the more friends you have the more money you get, only it is expected uni-grads to be nerdy and friendless, thus they automatically get the good money; a total bias towards university graduates. Maybe they don’t expect non-uni graduates to work these things out? 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I need to mention it was dad who jumped off the bemo in Bali, at one of the stops, after a Balinese man had grabbed his son, (my little brother) and dad raced down the street after this man. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, Life Stories P17 1. After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me One morning I had to pop into the local little shop down the road, as we had run out of milk. I was eating my cereal, and was wondering why it tasted sooo good, and I realized it was the milk. The label said Peel Valley Milk, and the address was Tamworth! I was quite surprised about that; one does not associate Tamworth with dairy industry. But they had a farm on the lush river banks South East of Tamworth. I was so impressed with this milk, I had not tasted anything like it, and it was just plain full cream milk, so I called the business and asked where else I could purchase from, they gave me the places and I told them, best milk I had ever tasted. And that was that. But since, I have been followed/ hounded and harassed by, I assume it was the son of the owner of that business? I mean talk about social retardation. I’m pretty sure he did something to the milk once, he sabotaged it in some way, can’t quite remember the details now. I recall later there was blue cheese in the milk. But looking back, this has been typical behaviour of a lot of business’s, and their disrespect and arrogance has crossed the line too many times, and I am now expressing my total loathing of these morons doing this bizarre behaviour behind my back. None of them bother to even speak to me, they just follow me around and do retarded things. Once I heard a girl defending these idiots, stating, “Well it’s just natural predator behaviour”. I can assure you stalking a woman and acting like a socially retarded buffoon IS NOT NORMAL. I mean, maybe it is normal for the typical Australian non-thinking young male - but that’s what I am saying, it should not be accepted behaviour, and only goes on because of inadequate child rearing. And btw, this socially retarded behaviour is not restricted to men, I have witnessed many stupid women acting the same way. If you don’t have anything to say to my face, then fuck off - don’t be such a socially retarded buffoon. Btw, after I moved, I was no longer able to get this milk, and now all the milk from the super market is disgusting, not sure what they have done, I suspect they have simply removed more cream than they should, (as it sells at a far greater price) Although someone told me it is a PH thing, the balance has to be just right, and if it is too acidic, it has yukky after taste. Can’t remember the last time I had a decent cup of coffee, and I have given up completely eating cereal. I find now if I purchase additional cream and add a teaspoon to my coffee, this greatly helps. 2. Pro a Purring Nation Every flaming movie; either a car, a boat or a train, BEEP BEEP. Why does the movie industry have a complete obsession with tooting horns? ‘Especially at the very beginning of the movie, during the starring role credits, or just after. Not only cars, but boats, trains, buses and ferries. I have noted such an over use of the car horn in the movie industry that I’m beginning to think Sound editors who work in this industry have mental health problems, or at any rate perhaps have reverted back to their childhood, for it is a child who likes to go round blowing horns, blowing whistles and generally making loud banging noises - particularly little boys. We are sick and tired of hearing car horns in movies. By the way, when you’re learning to drive, it says in the little RTA book “car horns should be restricted to use of when warning pedestrians of oncoming traffic”. So that’s it! This implies, that at no other time, should a car horn be sounded. (Although of course commonsense or to be applied if for instance, a car started crossing over into your lane, beep beep). But really and truly, the beeping that goes on in the movies, happens just so we know that it’s a street scene - you know, we are not morons. We do not need to hear a car horn to see that it’s a street scene. So please start using some thoughtful and creative sounds. And encourage viewers, the common man, to not be willy-nilly beepers, and to have some thought for other people and surrounding animals, who, like peace, quiet, and tranquility. Pro a purring nation. 3. North Queensland, first week Impression North Queensland. I’ve moved up here recently, and it’s like I’ve stepped back in time 20, 30, maybe even 40 years; people still smoke, there’s not only 1 tobacconist in this small 500 persons country town, but 2! And, Queenslanders; we no longer put our septic overflow into the local creek! Do you not have any thoughts about the local wildlife or flora? {I have to add, if you choose to be organic, that is, don’t put any chemicals or rubbish into your body, or down the toilet, or down the sink - then the overflow of a working septic is pretty healthy, and most plants will flourish in that water (no-where near drinkable though, and most water animals/insects will not flourish there either). But I recommend, if you have your overflow, flowing into the local creek, as the set up here in this rented block of units does, do Australia a favour, and go organic, it’s easy and cheaper overall. All you have to do is choose the low phosphate washing powder (Biozet), throw all your chemical cleaners out, and purchase tea tree oil only, use that as a cleaner instead of everything else. Vinegar too is useful. Simple. I also encourage to avoid processed foods with artificial preservatives}. Also, Landcare volunteer groups still haven’t ploughed throughout the land clearing all the exotics, so Queensland is rife with exotic plants, like Lantana – huge patch of it just outside Rockhampton on the HWY. You know, all they have to do is wait till it flowers, - March/April is often a good time, then send out council mulching trucks, have one person saw the bush off at the base, (easily spotted, because in flower) and another responsible one, paint the trunk stump with glyphosate, then mulch the bush in the truck, then take it to local landfill for composting. Simple. Maybe Rockhampton council does not have mulching trucks – have you seen them – they are brilliant, they had them in Gunnedah; basically, any size branch they cut down, (like gums under powerlines (der fred)), they feed into the truck, and it mulches all of it, ready for composting or garden mulch. But then it rained here! And rained and rained and rained, all bad things forgotten…. And, look what I saw as I was finding a photo of a mulching truck: Electric trucks – awesome, I can’t believe it! I am so impressed with Victoria - Clean trucks! You know, I think I have developed an allergy to unleaded petrol exhaust fumes, so toxic (more toxic than cigarette smoke btw, way more, yet no one is doing cancer warning on fuel caps). Read about them here https://www.casey.vic.gov.au/news/electric-waste-trucks-arrive-casey https://www.sea-electric.com/ https://photos.app.goo.gl/Ri5HketZD2Sz954v9 4. BBQ Chicken and used Oil story I put an add on Gumtree with this chicken asking if anyone knew where to get one, as according to Google search, there is nowhere up here, in North QLD area, that sells BBQ chicken! I recall at least every second weekend our family and friends, many other families, would grab a barbecue chook and some fresh bread sesame rolls from woollies, then off we all would go to the picnic spot of our choice for that weekend. Tasty and cheap for the whole family! I think people are definitely missing out up here in North QLD, because there is nowhere you can buy a BBQ chook. Nor are there sesame rolls in the local Woollies or Coles, not even poppy seed rolls either! Perhaps no one picnics up here. BBQ Chooks proved to be so popular in our town in fact, that there was a little shop that popped up across the road from our house, called The Tender Hen, where they would sell purely barbecue chooks! I think after our family dispersed; the shop had to close down! What I did notice, up here, instead of barbecue chooks, there are a few take-aways that sell fried chicken pieces. I just wanted to write this little next bit, because I don’t think many people know this, or if they do know about it, they don’t want to know about it, so tend to forget it. So, this is a reminder; when you repeatedly heat oil and cook with it, the chemistry structure of the oil changes and it becomes “yuck”, really you can only reuse oil twice, and then you have to throw it out (or recycle it -I believe there are home enthusiasts who can use the oil in a ‘home fuel set up’ {?}). I know if I’m tempted to eat a takeaway with fried food, I suffer majorly from heartburn after eating it. And I know I should not be eating it at all. Also, it is my opinion that using well used oil causes other major problems associated with heart, and dormant skin cancers like skin moles, and possibly dormant cancer cells too which can sit for many years without developing into a cancer. So, when they say cut down on fast-food, you should actually not eat ANY fast food that has been deep-fried, unless you know the oil is fresh, which I bet it’s not, because who can afford to put a fresh batch of oil in after every fry. In case you’re wondering how they cook barbecue chickens, this is the method where they put them on a skewer, and then they are rotated in an oven that has hot air blasting through it over charcoal. And it creates a lot of oily smelly fumes that come out of the air vent, which people in a built-up area would be opposed to, but I’m pretty sure they could come up with filters to combat any smelly fumes. I lived over a chicken shop for 2 yrs at Pendle Hill when I was 18 working at Bonds, and that’s how they did it. No filters. I had to wash my clothes at night after work, once they had turned off the oven, as the clothes line was directly under the chimney stack. It was pretty stinky and yuk. Update: A couple of years after I wrote this, I saw somewhere, (maybe Facebook), that Woollies STILL SELLS BBQ chooks! All stores still do! (I always order online, and they are not available online for delivery, dam it!) So I made a special trip in store - (which I never do, not since online deliveries started), just to get a BBQ chook. But I decided I don’t like their stuffing, it permeates through the whole chook, and makes it taste “processed”. Nevermind. 5. How to quit smoking; I’ve did it so many times I know how to do it. This paragraph was stolen, I have to rewrite it. First of all, go and buy some chewing gum or bubblegum, get a flavour that you really like. (my preference was orange). Actually, I recall I’ve written this twice now, and twice it has been stolen off my blog. Twice. So, for the third time this is how you do it; (it’s still really difficult, even if you know how to do it) So, second of all, you’ve got to actually want to quit, you have to see yourself in the future not smoking, and being clean and sweet smelling. Most people try to quit smoking, and so they go for a few hours, maybe a day or two even, without smoking, then they start having cravings, and they just start thinking about cigarettes all the time, until they finally give in. So, the key turning point, is that initial thought, that tells your brain that you want a cigarette. You have to recognise that thought, straight away when it occurs, (learn to pay attention to your thoughts), and then you have to change that thought into a different thought. So, I found it helped to say, well, to yell to myself, at that point STOP!! (Not out loud!) It’s really all about mind control, and basically you have to be totally Nazi with yourself. I found that I couldn’t think of anything else, when the urge to smoke was so great, so I had to write down 2 other things that I could think about when I needed to think about something else (so I wouldn’t have to think too hard of something else at the crucial time, you want to try and make things as easy as possible). Actually, it was so long ago now, I can’t even remember what I thought about, I think it was a nice family holiday memory that I had in the past. So, when I really focused on this method, it worked, and I think by this point I had tried at least seven times to quit for real, it was a case of ‘practice makes perfect’. If you have a spouse who can also turn into a Nazi, if you feel like having a cigarette, I’m pretty sure that would work quite well too. If your spouse smokes, forget about it, it’s not going to happen for you - you both have to do it. There can’t be anyone around you smoking. Same with friends, you have to dump them, or give them the ultimatum, they have to get out and leave if they want to smoke. It’s time to toughen up. I wouldn’t stand anyone in my life, who smoked. As soon as I uploaded this, I noted my other neighbour started to smoke too! Perhaps a girl rebel! I did notice at one point some years ago in Gunnedah and Tamworth, girls would come up to me and light up a cigarette, then not smoke it, they just wanted me to smell the smoke – cunts. Out of curiosity I just looked up the price of a pack of cigarettes on Google, and oh my god, I nearly laughed my head off; $25 a packet expecting to reach $40 within a matter of a few years if not months. Well, you just got to be a plain sucker to smoke now, don’t you? stupid. DO IT And by the way, if you smoke, medical people and the annoying powers that be, later, ‘use’ that against you, and may deny you medications, even if you used to once smoke but have not for years. And if you get cancer due to workplace contamination, and there is a big court case - you won’t be able to get compensation because you’re a smoker. So, for these two reasons alone, it’s probably a good idea, not to smoke. To add to that further, there is now discrimination by the “Miss Goody two shoes” type; like in primary school, you remember those girls who were teachers pets and good little girls? So, some female doctors especially who were like that back at school, are today like “well your smoke, so your bad, so you can’t have any medication” - primary school mentality. This really happens I have experienced it! And other people have experienced it too, but in more serious circumstances, like lifesaving transplants and the like. (I personally image, if your overweight and or not attractive, like old, there will be discriminations there too. Little girls in the health sector discriminate against everything and anyone.) I should probably say, when I started smoking my 20s, I wasn't really heavy smoker just one or two every day for about 10 years. Usually after work on my drive home. Then in my 30s I kind of increased a lot when I didn’t have much money to eat. This was before price hikes, so they became food substitutes. (I hate to tell you; high prices possibly could have been my fault!) So that also prompted me to quit. So, I don't think I was even a heavy smoker for more than 10 years. I had planned to stop after seven years anyway; in my 20s’ I determined that its long-term smokers that will do long-term damage to your health, so I estimated that it was 7 years. Safe to smoke for 7 years! So, 7 years came and went, but I still felt healthy, I guess only 1 or 2 is different from heavy smoking. But it was a little more after that, I think in 2006 that I recognised a slight change in my breathing one day. So, that was the final straw: I am to quit. Image above; I rem ember at school one time, trying to draw a love heart, and my attempts were completely pathetic, out came this totally mis-shapen, ugly fat uneven heart. It was quite surprising what little drawing skills I had. About, I guess it would’ve been 20 years later, I needed to draw a love heart, oh that’s right, it was for a design going on the front of a canvas beach chair. I drew it up, I guess thinking about it with a little more clarity and focus, than what I had when I was teenager. I stood back and I was quite surprised, I loved it! Quite frankly, I thought, I’d gone from the most pathetic drawer of love hearts, to one of the best! I love the shape of this love heart! (And no, I am still not gay). The design inside it is from my textile “clouds” collection - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. Youtube video that I will put here: Rental house conditions; Smokey Fireplace https://youtu.be/5kAWP9mJyG0 It seems I have these stupid bimbo dogs who contact the doctor before my appointment, on my behalf – without my permission or knowledge, and tells the doctor that I am a smoker. And then the doctor, then tells me that I’m a smoker and will mark it as so, without asking me. (It was not me morons). They do this because if there’s any treatment you need down the track, if you’re a smoker, they won’t give it to you. It’s discrimination. They discriminate. Not only is it discrimination, but the stupid doctor, Dr Pal Superna, who listens and take heed from stupid bimbo dogs, is beyond comprehension. Is she related to Dr Abass? (Why don't you neglect to acknowledge my scoliosis, and plantar fasciitis too - bloody Drs. Not to mention dental work that does not need to be done.) And by the way, NOT a smoker, I quit smoking 20 years ago, and when I did smoke, I wasn't a heavy smoker, I would have a cigarette on my way home after work, as a method of relaxing, and one after dinner, that was pretty much it - for 10 years. Over the next 10 years I did smoke more due to not having money, and smoking was a substitute for food. But, after 10 years I decided that I was smoking too much, and should quit, which I did, (it is extremely difficult most people won't be able to do it at so hard), I wrote a story on my blog about it, how to do it. https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog, I also personally believe, because I had quit smoking, and was unaffected by cigarettes, so still very healthy - but because of Oprah, and all her musician friends, "if you smoke you'll get cancer" - they have "willed" this extra part in my life where I was exposed to smoke in my house - so that I would developed lung problems - (I developed some sort of weird allergy to air particles and mould), direct correlation most likely from this smoke and a virus caught in the hospital. Maybe if I had not smoked, my lungs would have been able to handle the smoky fireplace? The final straw. Coughing now in “airy” conditions is a nuisance. Although in the scheme of things, if pneumonia develops, maybe it's better than having 15 years of drawn-out dementia: dependent on bimbos is terrible life. 6. Demure and Respectful Not Winning I have noted in Australia, a lot of loud mouth bully type people are allways the ones who win, as in, get the job or promotion or are picked to be ‘as right’ when someone is pitted against someone else. It is a little odd for me to fathom, as in my experience at school, those loud mouth types of people, were really not the ‘thinking’ types. At one point in my late 20’s I did some sewing alteration free-lance work around the central coast Retirement homes. I visited pretty much all of them in the area, and one thing I noted, was the old women in the ‘nicer’ type homes – more modern ones, filled with light and comfort mod cons, always had that personality type of being loud and confident, whilst the women I visited in the more older style ‘dungeon’ type units, were really very demure, respectful, and without a fighting nature. A sad but true observation. But and not wanting to seem ungrateful, as I look around at my dark and moldy unit, (all 36m² of it – really; 5m x 7.3m), I think, maybe I’m just not loud enough! J {I am thinking of campaigning for a big glass sliding door and patio out of the back wall…. – would make all the difference, as at the moment that beaut garden view is totally wasted with only a teeny high window (?- what were those builders thinking). Although, perhaps this place could be 2 straws short of being condemned, and most likely is in the need of an investor to purchase, for a complete reno to replace the entire crumbling back wall. See my wishfully thinking quick (out of scale proportion) edits above. It is obvious to me that this complex was built with greed and not love. Unfortunatly rentals are so hard to come by, landlords don’t have to do anything anymore}. I noted this happens in politics too, one term a ‘nerdy’ type wins, then the next a ‘loud mouth’ type wins – very odd. I think this comes down to fear in management, fear of people who are loud and are willing to make a scene, and so management just gives them what they want in order to avoid a scene. If you can see any situation in Australia that’s completely backwards and wrong, this would be a number one reason why. I guess what I observed most in the workplace, is those women who are bullies and work in packs, like dogs - they’re the ones who win, and people who stand on their own, and can think on their own without being manipulated and influenced by others so easily (I say so easily, as everyone is manipulated by everyone sometimes, it is human nature), but they are the ones that lose. This is a very true phenomenon that I’ve witnessed over and over and over again, I have experienced it, and have seen it happen with other people. However as soon as I write this, in fact as soon as I have observed this to be true which was way before this point of actually writing about it, there are dogs doing a whole big thing about how easily manipulated I am. So, they take whatever I say or think, and do the opposite to try to discredit me, but I can assure you what I said above is pretty much the way it is, or at least has been, I guess there are many workplaces out there, and so I’m hoping there will be some that don’t function in this dysfunctional way that I have witnessed. Oh, I did see the dogs try to do this aswell, to my little brother. I was talking to him once, a long time ago now, and he was telling me about one of his co-workers who was bloody hopeless, and was someone who always wanted to sit back and let everybody else do the work, would try to get out of doing as much as possible, but still wanting to take the credit. And the next thing you know, there were dogs on the ABC, saying ‘oh this person works hard as hell, it’s not true what my brother said’. I had to laugh, because my little brother is not someone who would just make up a lie for conversations sake, he wouldn’t see the point of making things up - unlike the dogs on the ABC who do ‘stories’, all the time for money. They were trying to protect that slacker, he most likely had a wife that worked at the ABC or she was friends with someone at the ABC, such is the way it goes in Australia, by going on television and stating my brother lies, to the world. STUPID DOGS. And I think those are the same DOGS who did signs to my neighbours… ones that, manipulate them into stealing from me by saying I steal things. As if I do. So, they ‘egg’ my neighbours on to steal from me. I think there is a little fucking blonde stupid bimbo who does it, meddling mary who can’t mind her own fucking business, and she’s been doing it for about 20 years, and I think it’s the same dog that manipulated my landlord into closing my shop at Grave Attire. SAME STUPID BIMBO. Fuck off your stupid 3rd born dog. She could be from JJJ radio – never listen to the radio. And I guess I should mention also winning and losing, is directly related to a second person. So, if I’m negotiating with someone at market, and I say ‘you can have it for XX amount’, and the person says ‘no, I only want to pay X amount’, so no sale, but, if there was a second person standing next to me who said; ‘no, no it’s worth XX’, then I would always make the sale. So, if that second person is missing, then I wouldn’t make the sale, and this is the same in many situations in life, not just at market selling goods, but you really need 2 people, in order to win anything in life. I want to say, this is also not a ‘weakness and strength’ thing, you can have one solo person strong as bull, it does not matter, you physically need that 2nd person – perhaps showing them an image of a second person might work!! Lol. This is my tried and tested experience, especially, if you are someone that has dogs that follow you everywhere you go, and tries to sabotage and make you lose in a lot of situations – like I do. Well, I am pretty good at standing on my own 2 feet, that’s why they have to do dogs, they specifically don’t want me winning. Its discrimination for being single, and not allowing a husband, the use of a wife at night. Discrimination for not allowing myself to be violated. Also, I was advised there are a lot of unemployed girls from my specific backwards school, and this is why; they were so busy trying to oppress the girls into being ‘ladylike’ and obedient, that none learnt to fight to win. I am not sure if this true, but I was advised they are now teaching the girls to fight. But I can assure you, a lot of ‘non thinking girls in my generation, of what they learnt, is what they expect of people still today (hence why I was ban from so many things), and what they will teach their kids, and on and on it goes. Slow progress only. But there is progress. 7. Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley The photo above is a little bit of a garden that I created when I lived at “Tulcumbah”, near Gunnedah. The reason I included it, (is not related to the below story of 2 little girls) but is because, as you can see, from the Couch lawn, it is bone dry, middle of summer, middle of a drought, yet all the plants that I’ve planted in the garden are green and thriving; because I chose Waterwise drought hardy plants. They are still quite young, and have got a bit of growing to go, but it won’t take long to fill the garden beds completely. So, I wanted to show people how easy it is to create a garden without water, just have to have a little bit of savvy, (like the person who built that house btw - I rented it) I hardly remember these girls, I definatly do not know them, or know anything about them. I think they must’ve been in my brothers year, who was 2 years younger than me. The reason why I mention those two girls, is because there are people telling me they did something bad, in bully form, and not just lately, but quite a few times over the past 15 years or so. I have no idea what they did. Maybe those girls are the thieves? Like I said, don’t really remember them, or know if they are still alive. Although, I have had quite a few people weirdly tell me their names are Dannielle, when actually they’re not. So, I’m not sure whether that has anything to do with Dannielle Wheatley, who knows. On my Life Stories page, I describe one of the worst days of my life where I was harassed at Melbourne and Sydney airports, and I can just recall, those two girls from Gunnedah, were the two girls in that story; fucking stupid little dogs, following me around Melbourne and then the airport, verbally harassing me. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS. I hope they get cancer and die. I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR APOLOGY. The only thing I remember about them in primary school, was they were attention seekers, and one of them, I think it was Penny; her mother had a horticultural business briefly, and we went to her house once when I was young, I don’t believe Penny was there. But I do remember her on a bus trip once - she was a total flirt, as a young 10yr old or so. I vaguely remember Dannielle from the paper, she was into sports. I do not know those girls, just know of them. (So important to have a community newspaper, the one in Gunnedah “The Independent” came out on Tuesday and Thursday) There is none in any of the places I have lived in QLD. NONE This photo below is the girl from the “Big Bang theory” tv show, this is exactly what I remember Penny Awgayer (it may be Penny Allgayer, after doing a google search), looks like, pretty much exactly like that, as I recall, that 10yr old, looked like her. That show, did this deliberate, to let me know it was those 2 following me around like dogs, harassing me, in Melbourne, and no doubt stealing from me. Do you see what the dogs in the television industry do? Ahh, probably not – you imbeciles. 8. New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 From my experience, if I start talking about something, then this attracts people, and I am not really sure whether Sarina can handle a whole heap of people. But I figure the weather is a safe topic, (I had a photo of the garden here, but have replaced it with a photo of another cunt from Centrelink ) and it would be safer too if I uploaded after I leave Sarina, if I ever do, who knows. But I can’t wait. As soon as I uploaded this, there was a truck drive past the block of units making a banging noise, and then someone on a motorbike hoon past in the opposite direction; these are the dogs, telling me they don’t like my review, and I shouldn’t have done it, and they’re most likely going to steal something. Now you might read that bit, and think, this girl’s totally nuts; inventing signs like a motorbike and truck harassing her! But I can assure you, I do have dogs harass me in this manner, motorbikes and trucks, being the most favoured mode of transport for men. I also have female dogs in cars that harass me too. I have written about it, extensively on my blog, but I like to remind people that this is what I live with every day, people harass me every day, and not just a few of my neighbours yelling out occasionally or beeping at me, but a large amount of people harass me, all the time. They also wake me at night (atm it’s 1am). And by the way, this is the main aim of a lot of them, to force me to talk or write about it, so I do not go ‘nuts’, after all its beyond annoying to be harassed by strangers. So, intern people will read what I think, and then think I am nuts. One of their favourite lines; it’s not about you! are you sure about that? It seems for a lot of Australians, it’s a big thing to try and discredit someone by implying they have a mental illness, it’s a form of bullying. And it’s huge in this country - it’s disgusting and I can’t believe people fall for it Hook Line and Sinker. It reminds me of the situation, where you’ve got two people, usually women, women are the worst offenders in my experience; so, one of them does something nasty and bitchy, to provoke the other. But she does it in a passive aggressive way so a third-party person didn’t actually see the first person provoke the second person, but the second person gets totally pissed off, because they’ve been victimised by this number one bully, and chucks a hissy fit as a response to this nasty bitch, and the third person just sees the hissy fit, and thinks “they’re crazy”, when that’s actually not the situation at all, quite the opposite, with the one who’s being the perpetrator, usually the one that has mental health problems. I mean obviously they want to try and discredit someone, that in itself is a dysfunction; they are suffering from feelings of inferiority, so much so that they have to try and discredit somebody else (who they probably secretly suspect is better than them.) Anyway, back to why I think the nuisance person driving outside my unit was banging, in tantrum style, was about the unit itself, with more attention meaning, more likely some bitch will come along (in todays overpriced and hard to find rental world), and try to steal my unit. Although I’m not terribly concerned, as this is an old motel from the 50’s built with asbestos, each unit (13 squashed in here) are teeny tiny, overpriced and not suited to home living, obviously, being a motel. First of all, I had to add this bit; The dogs who hand out viruses, (passive aggressively) were at my forced jobs appointment, at into jobs, Sarina, Community Solutions Sarina. They gave me Glandular Fever, sometimes confused with Mono or Strep Throat. I saw the dogs there who hand it out, medical little girls. But that woman above, was not wearing a mask, she also kept me waiting 30 minutes – and the whole appointment should have been phone appointment and not face to face. STUPID. This was done deliberately; they think it’s funny, playing NAZI. Stupid female dogs. This is the 4th time they have given it to me at a Jobs place. Btw, you can catch this via someone’s breath, or through the air con, it resides in the filters. But also, via touching contaminated doors or counter benches, then touching your skin like rubbing your nose or eye. I am putting a photo of all the Centrelink nazis up, this is the latest one. I have written extensively about what they do, they are the biggest bullies in Australia. So here was a good a spot as ever. Since I put up this one and the last one from Gin Gin, who looks like Heath Barwicks bimbo mother, I have not had any other “forced appointments”. Anyway, my review; I’m finally getting around to writing about the QLD weather, the reason why it’s taken a few years, as I moved to QLD in 2018 and it’s now 2022, is because until this year, I had not actually experienced a rainy season, we were in a major drought, (the whole of Australia) that basically lasted 9 years, and even though there’s meant to be a rainy season each year, in 2019, there was no rain at all, none. It was that dry, and people were literally desperate. Desperately mad, from no rain. So now that I’ve actually experienced a rainy season, OMG, it’s been so wonderful. The weather here is BRILLIANT. When I hear the rain outside, joy just takes over, all negative things are forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire from hearing the rain and being excited whenever it rains. Albeit, rain is often accompanied by the unfortunate stench of all the neighbours septic (no town connections here, slack). I always put my saucepans out now to catch my drinking water, I have it all sorted, as the Ute tray sticks out the back into the rain, so water collects on there, then drips down the centre back into my stockpot! First time I have had no tank water since my brief Sydney living. (There was a whole Sydney water thing then at that time, 90’s, remember? No one was allowed to drink the water…!) Up here in Sarina, the winter is very mild compared to Gunnedah. When I get dressed in the morning, instead of freezing my nipples off, it’s only slightly cold, I only need one jumper on. Plus, after a cold spell of 1 or 2 days with scarf and gloves needed, it warms up again, and back to mildness – no sore throat!! Hooray. In Gunnedah, once winter came, it was there for weeks. I found there is humidity even if there is no rain, and it does take some getting used to in summer, for instance; I needed to do some drilling on the Veranda, last summer, I go outside, I can literally only do it for 5 - 10 minutes before I am covered in sweat, and all my clothes are drenched, sopping. And this started at 10:30am, so basically you can’t really function properly after 10:30am. Usually there’s some respite once the sun starts going down, but sometimes not, no respite at all, it’s the same way, even at dusk; covered in sweat. Explains why a lot of Queenslanders are up at 4am in Summer. I’m not sure if I will get used to it, as in “acclimatise”. I’ll keep you posted. I have noticed a lot depends on your housing, a unit built in the 50’s has no insulation at all, a more modern one, even a cheaper modern dwelling as superior insulation compared to an older building. This makes a huge difference to lifestyle and comfort. Heading into month 3 and the Sarina Rail crew have just started tooting in the late evening and early hrs of the morning - are the rail workers waiting for me to put in a complaint against them? None of the petrol stations in Sarina have proper air stations, so I’m unable to deflate my tyres to the correct pressure. I had to guess! The petrol station when you first enter Sarina, they were doing signs, something about cows - disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I won’t be going to that petrol station again (one of the girls who lives here, works at that servo). The girl at one of the other petrol station tried to overcharge me when I was paying cash – she failed. The other servo is excellent. There seems to be an extreme amount of council Utes on the roads, everywhere I turn there is another one, and another, and another. Especially in the first month I was here. My next-door neighbour tends to do things when bored, like yell out and then get his friends to beep the cars next door - just weird stupid things like that. Plus, there are no second-hand shops in Sarina. Again, what is wrong with people? Also, the BnB across the road has some awful girl there, the dogs at Mitre 10 were doing signs, the opshop was too awful and overcrowded to shop from (only clothes really anyway), the pet shop did not have any of the 3 things I was after, the tip was closed - supposed to be open, the girls at the Rej shop stole .75c by overcharging, and tried to steal from me by way of crap wax. I will definatly try to stick to online shopping. Although still, I cannot sell any of my 2nd hand goods (I sold 1 thing, socket wrench set for $10.) I tried to join the local native Sarina Landcare group, but they refused, stating I will need to be “approved”, but they also refused me the newsletter and the 10 free tubes with registration. Bitches, - happy not to be a part of bitches. And this explains the exotic weed problem in Queensland. I find the general community in all localities now absurd. I will be happy here if I keep to myself. Although the thieving here does not seem to be anywhere near as bad as the thieving in Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park. Probably landlord related. The landlord and friends poisoned my trees. Also, later, I don’t remember this happening last year but this year there has been quite a few fires and they have been really stinky, and lasting all night. This putrid smoke smell happened 3 or 4 times now. And it wasn’t smoke from a fireplace and woodburning smell; it was toxic putrid smoke, so I think it might’ve been smoke coming from Freshwater Point; there’s a little area where I drove down, the old boat ramp I think, there’s a whole heap of rubbish there, so I think someone has lit it to burn it instead of picking it up and taking to the tip. It is disgusting. It was all plastic and glass, and then what’s more I think they lit a fire in the scrubland nearby to disguise it. Men up here are really sneaky and dodgy, they appear the old-fashioned type, they haven’t been ‘gentrified’. Then the smoke all day today and tonight is just wood smoke, so that’s probably sugarcane burning, but I can’t believe they still do it because there’s much better ways to take care of your stubble than to burn it. It’s totally irresponsible and selfish it’s like the whole community is getting polluted and smoke is very bad for lungs. My throat is really sore. I’ve taken a slippery elm tablet doesn’t hasn’t had much of an effect. I can’t sleep because it’s so revoltingly stinky. I think this community is still bloody asleep at the wheel; you should be doing something about this, get those farmers to stop doing it, there should be fines for them. WAKE UP. 9. New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The place I have just moved to, was basically the only rental available, no choice but to take it. They accept cats. Rentals at the moment are disgracefully overpriced, particularly in Queensland. In North Queensland there are a lot of hotels/motels converted into 1-bedroom units, and they’re charging outrageous rent prices for those ridiculously small places which are NOT intended for peoples permanent homes. Anyone forced to live in a “converted” hotel room, is not living a proper life, and is being a severely OPRESSED victim. (It gets worse, it is clear this complex was built with greed, and not love.) Before I go on, I want to mention, first, the petrol people; they put the petrol up during the week I go to leave from $1.45 to $2.20/L!! (I reversed into an ironbark as I was so stressed about it). But then the hire truck, place, OMG, they gave me a truck without telling me it goes into low gear if you do not know how to use their special gear stick they put in all their trucks!!! Hey don’t bother mentioning that at all…. stuck with what I thought a faulty truck. Disaster. Plus, at the counter there was a STUPID blonde girl – SHE IS JUST ONE OF MY STUPID LITTLE DOG ZOMBIE BLONDE IDIOT WOMEN WHO STALK ME - taking a video of me, like really getting in my face and covering my whole body, at the counter (?) what the?? FUCK OFF you stupid little dog. Where is your master as you need a leash. Stay the fuck away from me. I'm fairly certain I saw this girl later at Sarina Beach on Facebook, her and her cohort stole my large pink hat out of my car while it was parked at the Sarina Beach car park, locked. I confronted her on Facebook and she said she doesn't know what I'm talking about, and that her “cohort” was her son. So that woman belongs in jail, and I'm assuming the police do fuck all about this situation, because she has a son; AND they're not going to put a mother in jail; they are such fucking cowards. Her FAKE name on Facebook was Brooke Tamara. To sum up – this place was unbearable. But in detail: So, anyway, my review; when I arrived, IT IS TINY. The photos on realestate.com did not quite capture the situation. A hotel room basically. (7m x 5m, including wall space, tiny). Plus, neighbours 10cm away – you can hear everything. What, is there a shortage of space in Queensland? come on! I mean, is this New York or France? Absolutely absurd living conditions for Australian standards. I mean with a small tiny window in the back room, I feel like I'm in a prison cell! What kind of person would build accommodation like this? I feel like it was built by someone who's a non thinker? Why am I living in a building built by someone stupid? I was later told I was being “punished” for being single. Well at least it’s nice and clean, but after a short while of living there, my hair started to fall out, big chunks were coming out, and I had a big rash flareup on my back, around my side, chest and breast, plus I had a mole on my chest change and become bigger! At the time I did not make the connection that there may be something wrong with the place that I moved to, I thought it must be stress from the move, as it really was a big ordeal that I did on my own and it "took the life out of me" -total exhaustion, like I have not known, I thought it may take at least 3 mnths in bed just to recoup from the move (I later realized it was my Scoliosis that was causing the back problem and energy crisis on such a long haul – I guess too bad if I wanted to be a truck driver; just cant do it.) Wake up Physios in Aus. After a few weeks my hair stopped falling out, the mole was removed, and the rash died down. But after living there, and realising what they do to deal with the old building and the holes in the wall, instead of repairing the walls, they fumigate. Units aren't constructed very well, and insects can get in, and so they are heavily sprayed with poison at the commencement of every new lease, plus whenever during. And, when I moved in there, the real estate girl was kind of hurried, and the carpet was still wet from being carpet cleaned, which meant it had only been done that day or the day before, which also meant the fumigation would've only been done that day or the day before - you are meant to wait seven days after a fumigation. Like, if I had a weaker immune system, I would've got cancer for sure, and it would solely be because of those selfish real estate girls. (There was also mould in the unit due to damp walls from a plumbing issue that the landlord failed to fix for many years). It's just weird how that it only seems a small segment of people take the whole "organic" thing seriously, everyone else seems to just ignore the fact that these harsh chemicals cause illness. But I bet if you went round to those real estate girls homes, you wouldn't find any fumigation products or harsh chemicals. I had to pay at end of lease for fumigation too – total real estate thieves, why should I have to pay for their poor construction? Why should I have to pay for the next tenant to be poisoned too????? Wake up RTA. (Rental Tenancy Association, up here it something else) This poisoning is unacceptable -and no one is doing anything about it. Someone later reading my blog implied to me, a possible connection between blonde bimbo at the counter and deliberate poisoning? Did not think it at the time, I guess it’s possible. I did not have any “alarm bells” before, but people can be really evil, and I often forget this due to my happy upbringing. At any rate, my body and I gave those blondes the birdy. It pays to be healthy. {This may explain the reaction I got after standing up for myself on FB, (narcissistic reaction) after pretty much all dog women accuse me of being on drugs – the “baddy” on drugs, Oooh the ugly baddy.} I’ll try not to bragg, but “Sit and rotate, no cancer for me”. Back to review: It does have a large 2 car-port area that I can hang my fern collection in (thank goodness, although most of them died anyway, they don’t like it here for some reason – caterpillar problems in a rainforest, and too dark). At Rangari I had a 3bedroom house, and every room was full of my stuff. So, the carport was mainly storage, although I had “lost” at least half my stuff either by ‘stolen’, ‘did not fit on truck’, or, ‘managed to sell on Gumtree’. Such a waste and I still need all, and find myself buying things again. STUPID. So, no other rental, not one, would accept any pets – OUTRAGEUOS NAZI REALESTATE bimbo behaviour. (And thankgoodness it does not have carpet in kitchen and bedroom.) After 3mnths of peacefully living here, {with the drought breaking rain!!!} and 1 good neighbour, plus recuperating from the ordeal of moving on my own; the good neighbour left, the stealing started here, and the trains started tooting at all hrs of the night SUCH DISRESPECT FOR OTHERS. My other neighbour, an old man bikie, every night so far, (12mnths) has strange coughing fits, he sounds like a sick ferret. The garden surrounding the place is a beautiful rainforest garden, and it backs onto a creek, so if I ignore the fact that peoples septic overflow runs into the creek, it’s actually quite beautiful. There are even ferns growing wild. So, the pretty garden was actually quite surprising, and is really nice, I do enjoy walking slowly out the back with my camera, albeit I should not, so my foot can heel. The town water is majorly chlorine, (plus sourced from the pioneer river which has rural septic overflows too I bet), so I have to leave all my buckets outside to collect the rainwater for drinking and watering. I can see the creek outside from the toilet window, it’s very nice. (For some weird reason the window on the back wall in the bedroom is only 35cm square, so tiny, and I cannot see out unless I stand on tippies – what a waste of a view). I could swim in that creek if people did not use it for their personal waste. Unfortunately, it’s situated on an old highway, and it’s still busy. I was hoping for a quiet spot this time, but least it is not as bad as the Bundaberg Gin Gin Road. But there are hoons, trucks and beeping, not to mention the earthworks business just up the road with heavy trucks. (sigh) From being raised on a remote farm and living for much of my life on a farm, it’s now pretty awful living so close to other people. I can hear my neighbour when he yawns too. The walls are thin, and the windows are not airtight, thus not sound proof (the dividing walls in the car port do not go all the way up, so one can hear any noise, conversation coming from next door, from my bedroom). I have a thing about being woken during the night I HATE IT!! It really pisses me off. I can never get back to sleep.…. So, I do not get proper body rest and memory allocation from the previous day. I have as yet, not been “allowed” to sleep the whole night through since I got here. Actually, I recall it was the same at Kookaburra Park, with me being woken up deliberate, but after I wrote about it, it ceased some – after I wrote this, I got 1 good night’s sleep the next night, but that was it, back to being interrupted at least 2 or 3 times every night. I think it is deliberate, by old men). Anyway, I think really, the only word to describe such close proximity is ‘revolting and repulsive’. Even as I sit on the loo, I am thinking, with that echo, the whole block must be able to hear me! I believe they have laws now about the sound proofing between apartments, but they were only introduced in the 90’s. This one was built in the 70’s, it is complete with asbestos, I think it was the 70’s they started using asbestos, maybe it was the 50’s?? so just to be clear; I hate living in town amongst neighbourhoods. I can hear everybody, hear they're comings and goings, their cars revving, smell their stink. Hear their conversations, hear their screaming kids, their bored nuisance kids. Can hear 'party animals'; teenagers. Can hear drunks. Smell their drugs. Give me the peace and quite of nature any day. I miss my farm. But, so, I’m trying not to complain too much, and to be grateful, as after all, this was the only place on offer for me. No choice. Least cleaning is a breeze, and no lawns to mow. And I’ll just ignore the fact that in the shower, I’ve got to stand kind of skew turned to one side because the cubicle is so small and I’ve got buttlength hair, washing it is kind of an arduous process. So when I first got here, the word dungeon came to mind because it’s very dark, there’s hardly any light coming in, at least someone has had the sense to put in a bright cool led bulb in the bathroom. I leave it on all day to try and remove the dungeon feeling (usually all rentals I move into, have extreme low wattage lightbulbs, I really don’t know how anyone can handle such low wattage, and usually the first thing I do is go round and swap out all lightbulbs for the brightest led ones I can get). Also, whenever the neighbours come and go, the ones with ‘bomb cars’, that stink out toxic exhaust fumes, I have to race to the door and shut it, as all the fumes come inside and loiter, (my neighbour thinks his car is really good, but really it’s just a stink bom), same if anyone lights up a cigarette, and I can’t believe how many people smoke still up here – its sooo disgusting, I have to hold my breath and race to the door, then put the fan on if any came in, plus I usually start coughing just from that loitering stench. (The bomb cars btw, often stink because they have not had regular oil change, I told one guy who helped me unload on the first day I was here, (life saver, he totally saved me from utter exhaustion), that his car stunk – he happened to be taking it in to the mechanics for service that day, and the mechanics fixed it! Now it is kind of normal and not totally putrid. But the car next door to me, that btw, does not look like a bomb car, but is, by far the 2nd worse stinky car in the complex. He works for the government from home by making phone calls (I bet he gets paid a motzer for those 1 - 2 phone calls he makes, usually in the morning for about 10minutes – I can hear him, he is only here temporarily until he can move into his new house at Mackay. (I personally can’t believe as I get older, exactly how unfair and “democratic” some people’s lives are – they are so easy, compared to other peoples. He told me he did not bring any of his furniture up with him when he moved, he just threw it all out, and will purchase more for his new place!! Lucky for some! (I will add here; I met a couple in Moore Park Beach, just before I left, both in their late 40’s, about my age, I asked them both what they did for a living (as beautiful huge house and huge garden, opposite the beach in a serene neighbourhood – really idyllic), and they both said, neither of them worked!!! They used to work together for a large company, but both were paid out large renumeration packages to leave! Can you believe that? Half their luck too; no company I left ever paid me to leave! Luckeeee! You know, I bet they both worked there, not as a couple, at first, but when they hooked up, and became a couple, that’s when their luck changed, and they were offered all of that money!! Plus, they can’t talk about it, it’s taboo subject, for fear that what they got, maybe taken away from them. Such discrimination against singles. Anyway, again back to my review; I strongly know that I’m over paying for this unit, but landlords know about the rental crisis, so know they can overcharge – and do! And, same old same old; I also am harassed by the neighbours who live just next door up the hill at 108, I’m not sure why the neighbours are attracted to me so much, they can’t resist me, everywhere I go I have problems with neighbours, and at least 4 items have been stolen already. Like, are they waiting for me to yell out and disturb the whole neighbourhood with “fuck off you stupid dog”? Do they really need a good yelling at?? Well, no, I am not going to do that ever imbecils. The whole time I have been here, 2 yrs, major dog problems from them. Major- they are seriously messed up in the head. It amazes me how some women and kids have no ability to think for themselves, maybe it’s a genetic thing – why are they allowed to breed? Plus they work in cahoots with car hoons – possible police in plain clothes? Sharon Morgan and jealous Lisa Lynch?? She and her husband were and still are stealing from me. I had to put in a complaint to get them to leave (they stalked me to my next address later aswell – I am not sure of the exact situation in regards to them and the police who stalk me, so far they have stolen $1500 cash from me in false tickets). Plus, I suspect neighbours are somehow stealing food from my online orders (meat) – dog related theft. On the first day I moved here, I heard a woman yell out to me, it was after I had unloaded the whole truck, and Nev my neighbour had taken the truck back to Bundaberg, (ANOTHER LIFESAVING MOMENT), but she yelled out “ohh, you win”. Great I thought, another fucking dog neighbour who yells out verbal harassments at me, perhaps she was being manipulated by my last revolting landlord? I need to add, their house at 108 is hidden by trees, so when someone yells out from up their (steep hill, probably their house sits 7m above my unit) I cannot see anyone – such a typical way that dogs harass me, verbally and hidden from site. Such cowards. And, I think that household may forget, due to the trees and shrubs, that there are actually 13 other units down here, who can all hear them, plain as day, (those bully types don’t often let themselves get heard by other people when they victimize me). Maybe their parents, are trying to recreate their childhood, when the only time they received any attention from their mum, is when she yells at them for doing something wrong? I felt like they were a bunch of complete morons that haven’t evolved and don’t know how to even raise kids. Out of the 13 units, only 4 of them go to work, and only sometimes. Everyone else is pretty much here all the time. I guess that’s good security. Although sometimes someone gets periodic work in the early hours of the morning, and so we all wake up when their alarm goes off, and can hear them up and about, and when their car leaves. We hear everything in this unit complex. Not sure if the new girl next door was stealing, or the absence of the good neighbour next door was the reason why someone was now stealing from me after 3mnths?? Also, I filled in one of those dog forms for Council; the forms that you go through the process of reporting a noise complaint, that is recording every time they bark. So, I did this in regards to my next-door neighbours who were harassing me verbally, like dogs barking at me, and sent it off to Council. LOL, so after I did this, then there was a new little kind of shack built in the vacant plot in front of those neighbours at 108, it's not even listed on Google Maps, but you can see it on Apple maps now, and then I had someone harassing me who was living there now - but I think they were just like holiday people or tourists of some sort because there was not someone permanently living there. It is akin to how I had people verbally harass me at kookaburra park from the neighbours, plus at 18 Henry st Gunnedah, they harassed me from Ivan the mechanics vacant plot next door that had an old shack on it. One day I went round there, when they're harassing me, and there was an old man there, he was like sitting right next to his car in a canvas chair with the car door open, so I suspect he was listening to the radio, (?) and then just leaning across and beeping on que? I'm not entirely sure, but he was most definitely harassing me with car beeping. He may be the same old man harassing me at Gin Gin, the one on the entrance corner. But I know I have cunts who harass me on the radio too. And why do they employ cunts on the radio? I mean it's a public arena; start employing people who aren't dog cunts, entertainment industry. I never listen to the radio anymore, too many thieves, too many bullies. Back when I was inquiring about this unit, the then real estate girl said these units were predominantly elderly retirement units, and I guess that was the intended use after the motel shut down, because they’re so small and low maintenance, better for an older incapacitated person. So, the fact that there are only 4 elderly, out of 13 people here, tells you something about the scarcity of rentals and the desperation of ordinary everyday people. And those 4 also do not fit the stereotype of elderly, they are all active and drive around regularly. I have been contacting governments about this housing issue, because they seem to be a bit oblivious to the housing crisis in QLD, and I was shown a housing accommodation they were doing; it looked like about 50 small bungalows set up on a patch of land. It looked like maybe a school holiday camp, or perhaps if there was a conference for a company, and they wanted to send all their employers to it, they would stay somewhere like that. So, this was the kind of accommodation that they were thinking of turning into housing for people! So, I was outraged by this, and told the politician that she should give up her home and all her possessions, and have to live in one of those! A little later, I saw that project was shut down. She obviously got in touch with her ‘empathy’. Hooray. But the issue still needs to be addressed. I mean there most likely will be people who would be happy in a small bungalow, maybe unemployed man on drugs??? But even “poor” people want a proper house or unit, I can assure you- and are deserved of one. They are trying to do Rental Scheme; NRAS, but as far as I can see, all those rentals are priced exactly the same as the private market. There needs to be at least 30,000 NRAS homes built all up the A1 in North Queensland, at least. There has to be government housing due to greedy landlords. Most of my neighbours in the complex are pretty good, I think there may be, 3 bad ones, with thefts from inside my unit, I saw one possibly steal, one day, this guy was sneaking back in to their unit, he could be a possible lunatic from Gunnedah who follows me about?? Stealing small items: it’s like a bored game for them. But one time the Handyman was here, Merve, and we were talking about the hot water, I didn’t know where it was, and he showed me, it was round the back of the units, I was out the back talking to him, when I remembered, I had forgot to shut and lock the front door. And I could hear at least two cars from the hwy hoons, pull up outside my unit. I suspect those car hoons who I am always winging about on this blog, saw an opportunity, door left unlocked, and drove into my complex and took items. Plus, I definitely think it’s kookaburra Park related, because one of the items, I acquired for free, when I was living at kookaburra Park; there was a community centre there, you could leave things that you don’t want. Someone had left something I could use, a nutribullet cup, so I had taken it, and had used it for the last 2 yrs. It was an item that was stolen out of my unit. I believe whoever left it, took it back. As in, Indian Giver. And whoever this person is, is a hoon that follows me around in their car, looking for opportunities to steal. I don’t know why the police don’t do anything about the hoons. It’s like so obvious, that they’re the thieves. Its like, instead, the government pays them to harass me and steal from me – the jobs providers get unemployed people to do it, for “job creation” – what a cushy useless job. I personally suspect that this person, actually, I think there are several, but they also, change their cars frequently by buying and selling 2nd hand cars – they probably dabble in car mechanic stuff, fixing and selling. Male and female. Or, even the woman who has now left, just down near the middle unit; I discovered she was a woman from Enmore – yet another thieving stalking blonde bimbo. OMG. Seriously? what is wrong with the women in this country are they all completely stupid? (read my Tomato Bread Roll story). Turns out the lock on my front fly screen door, only appeared to be locked; if you kept fiddling with it, it could unlock. So, the thieves knew this and they were coming in while I slept at night unbeknownst to me and helping themselves. (I wonder if I was targeted to live there so they could steal?? -they knew the lock was broken???). Half the items taken while I lived there was food, I had just over 150 small items taken while there. I hope the thieves get cancer and die, I believe aside from bad neighbours it was Australian radio/television/movie industry related, Netflix. Anyway, there are no kids, which is great. (Such a privilege not having kids around). Could all my neighbours please quit smoking, this is not the 90’s. Get with it. I have new neighbours who seem to chain smoke in the morning, all morning, it is DISGUSTING. The wind here blows south to north, always, - I say wind, but that is being far too literal, more like slight air movement, always wafts south to north. And I am north of those new neighbours. So, whenever they light up, I get the smoke; it directly goes into my car port then through my front door, through the kitchen and hall, and out the toilet window. If they sat next to their door, the smoke could be channelled through their front door and out – instead of MINE! I can’t go outside and do my things I need to do out there anymore in the morning, and that’s the best time I can do it, as its cool enough. So hot and humid here. Or I have to keep making mad dashes inside holding my breath till I reach my bedroom, the only ‘bad fragrant’ free space. Seriously I think I am allergic to petrol fumes and cigarette smoke, I start coughing with brief exposure to either, and it lasts all week. TOTAL HEALTH HAZARD. Now I can’t hold the realtor responsible for the wind situation or lack of it, but I put in a request for a ceiling height partition between our units, so far the relator has ignored the request. IGNORED, not acknowledgment, no declination. IGNORED. Ray White. It’s like I am getting stalked every time I go out to my little car-port garden – if I don’t want to be accosted by anyone, I have to check to see if no one is there, poke my head out, it’s like they take it in turns to stalk me! One old man from down near the end seems to be trying to engage me for the point of admitting guilt to something I didn’t do – you know, like how in the movies the police try to intimidate someone to get a confession – it’s a thing, ‘under duress’ I think it’s called – so he is deliberatley trying to copy them. He has mental problems. The fire alarms (3 in each tiny unit!) go off without smoke. Maybe the mould can set them off?? Major mould problem here. They are all connected by Bluetooth, and I suspect remote access, someone wanting to play God. Not appropriate. Someone told me they are waking up other drug people in the complex, life or death situation? I think they are doing it whenever someone steals from me. After they have stolen from me. I figured out how to switch mine off in the end as they were so frequent. As it is very sheltered my washing takes 3 days to dry in winter, then it still feels damp anyway. There is mould on the timber cupboard in the car port, aswell as on my sewing tables, kitchen tables, and inside my bedside drawers - on shoes, on belts, in the back of cupboards, in food – it got into my vegemite! Plus, on the ceiling ofcourse. There is mould permanently built in everywhere, even if you clean the whole thing every week, with bleach, it grows again from new spores. I can’t leave Tulips cat biscuits out at night as mould colonizes on it and makes him sick. It was disgusting. It turns out there was a big hole in the outside plumbing, just outside the back wall, and it was keeping the whole back wall permanently moist, which is why there was a mould problem in this whole unit, and which is why the window frame in the bathroom was completely rotten. (Update; after I eventually realised this problem, I politely demanded they fix it, and within two days of the demand, I was asked to leave, they did however, fix it as I threatened them with court action, it cost them $2500 plus labour. Disgraceful landlords, willing to let tenants get sick from mould. The previous tenant died here; it was probably from the mould. Not many people have the kahunas to threaten court action with the intention of following through. We have had 2 rental inspections so far (every 3mnths) – you know how I feel about that you stupid little rental cunts; see my YouTube video of my previous landlords intrusion. On the third day here, I was looking at Google Maps, and noticed that I was only 11 minutes from Armstrong Beach, so being from inland, I immediately, excitedly packed up, got into the car and went over there, but I was kind of disappointed, because I can’t swim there, it’s got stingers and crocodiles, plus it’s really shallow for a long way, there’s no waves, plus its cloudy and muddy. I have to do some more exploring in the area. I think the couple I spoke to at 38 Melba st, Armstrong Beach, may have had something to do with the theft of my swimmers from the back of the Ute – blue top with fringe. What is wrong with people? Flaming idiots – raised by bimbo mothers. The local Posty delivers ALL MAIL to my door or letterbox! OMG Woohoo (if only they would collect too – evil conspiracy that they don’t, as I have to drive down town to box, and they do prearranged signs.) Sigh, bugger off. The weather is great, my head does not feel like it is shrinking too much in winter, like it did further south. When I am sitting at my desk (which is basically right at the front door), and it’s raining, I can look out and see the rainforest garden, see the rain coming down, here it, smell it, and I can just sit there and sip on my coffee, eat my choccy biscuit, and really nothing else matters - after nine years of drought this rain is pretty much heavenly bliss. – It rained and it rained, and it rained, all bad things were forgotten. WOOHOO, I AM HERE (too bad my garden is not here with me ) 10. The Seed Saving Industry Some brilliant person from Melbourne, has come up with a new online business selling seeds. They have called it LocalSeeds.com.au, and he encourages anyone who grows plants to save their seed, and sell it on his site. He takes a 22% profit. Since I’ve joined, my seeds are finally selling again, after being banned from Ebay for the past two years, I’ve had almost no sales, except for some on Etsy, but Etsy overcharge for their fees, so I don’t really make profit on Etsy, plus they take out tax before I’ve earned over the taxable income, which I’m not too impressed about. Tax bitch is stealing from me! The other way around since women are working now. At least there is a new business on the block, and they are making an impact. I did start off selling my seeds for only $2 a packet, but I was selling so much, I thought I’ll be out of stock in a few months, so I put my prices up, and they’re still selling! Although I have run out of 3 species, I did try to rope my brother Tomas, to go sweet talk the new resident at my old garden, near Gunnedah, (1400km away), and collect some replacements, but I got no response. Guess he does not want to do it! (Even though I thought it may be a fun adventure for him and his kids). But btw, I have since seen my species available as seeds elsewhere, and not a mix of natives, but my specific natives I planted only, so maybe someone else has sweet talked the new residents? (Not mentioning any names, but DOGs). So, I’m going to be on the lookout for interesting plants growing around the streets, and maybe in peoples gardens - I’ve approached a few people, and I find people are very generous and will always give me exactly what I’m after if I ask for it. So far, I’ve added five new species to my collection as a result of doing this. I know how people love doing signs, so if you see anything interesting or worthy, sign it out for me as I’m driving along!! A worthy sign! (Although, nowadays, the only signs the dogs seem to be doing are stupid courier ones – no one cares about what the couriers are doing). Although this statement now explains, I see, what the courier van was doing outside my unit complex over the last month or so. Geez. Loiterer. I have found in this business, it is important to sell plants that you have growing in your garden, the ones that thrive in my garden are the biggest sellers, that is my experience. And it takes about 10 years to build up a garden like that. Again, there is that feeling that I am surrounded by completely stupid morons. If I wasn’t Cast out of my home and Garden at Rangari, my business now would be absolutely thriving, customers would love me because I would have so much seed, I could be overly generous. And I would have way more of a variety of seeds by now. As well as showcase of all the drought hardy species, so people can see what could grow in dry areas. It is an absolute tragedy that I had to leave, the whole gardening world will suffer, and has been set back as a result. I would go so far as to say this year, I would have earnt more than the allowable income, before taxes is withheld. So, the gov and the tax department loses too. 11. Rental Crisis in Queensland Could someone please go and tell the local politician, that she has to throw out most of her stuff / furniture, and go and live in one of those lodgings. Indefinitely. That’s practically what had happened to me, I was lucky enough to find a unit, albeit an old hotel, tiny, and lease (for 6mnths) 6 mnths of living guarantee – how lucky I am. (I later saw they stopped building those lodgings, but blamed the greens for stopping further housing development in parliament). In fact, this is actually quite common the more north you go in Queensland, especially up near Cairns and Townsville with a lot of hotel/motels been converted into long term accommodation -since they’re too old to attract tourists. Except that accommodation is not designed for peoples permanent homes. Maybe, if they were charging $50 or something per week, it would be okay, but they’re not, they’re charging huge exorbitant rents on these often one room now units. Units that don’t even have a proper kitchen, bedroom, not to mention laundry wardrobe space, or any kind of outdoor living space. Seriously, I saw one being advertised for $240 a week, and it didn’t even have a bedroom, it just had a pulldown bed from the wall in the one room, absurd living conditions for Australia. Australia is meant to be a wealthy country. Well, I can tell you there’s not much wealth going on up here in North Queensland – as its all being taken by greedy landlords, who are most probably foreign investment any way. You know Polly, you really have to do something about it; it’s not like “make a wish” when people ask politicians for things; things they wish they could have or wish for ways they wish it could be! This is different, Pollyies; you actually have to do something about the out of reach living rental crisis. If you have been following the rental market, as I have been doing since 2020 on Realestate.com and Domain.com, you will notice that there are a lot of houses on the market for sale, but hardly any for rent, it’s like most people don’t want to rent out their house, they just want to sell it and get the lump sum money. In one area I looked at it was quite extreme, there were 60 houses in a 4 block radius up for sale, and only 3 homes/units up for rent, and those 3 were extremely overpriced, like 5 times higher than expected market price. Ridiculous price. So I brought this to the attention of some of the powers that be in 2021, and I feel, their way of resolving this was to increase rents, so more people would want to rent out their 2nd home (probably inherited), which makes sense; only now rents are so expensive, that anyone on low income is spending well over half their money on rent, which means no savings and reduced living. And that’s if you’re lucky enough to find one of the cheaper options. The average weekly rental is more than my combined weekly income – IMPOSSIBLE. If you look at the moment, you will not be able to find anything within a budget, if you’re on a low income. And with my low income I can complain easily, but if I were receiving a minimum wage, and saving up to buy a house, I would want the absolute cheapest rental I could find too, and with the rent prices as they are, even on the cheapest one, it is impossible to save up for a house. That’s then continuing, a circle of poor people, remaining homeless. It’s really disgusting how it works, there’s really not much hope it all, and that’s why I talk frequently on my blog, about if you can’t afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18, don’t have kids. You have to provide real hope. 12. Choose Friends Wisely, but don’t be a Rude Snob This is one of my key points in my “good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I want to further add to it because it’s kind of the root of a lot of bullying amongst kids, particularly women. As a child, in the early 1980’s, I recall when our family moved to a new town: Gunnedah. My parents were very social people, they insisted on having a lot of friends. (Sometimes it amazes me how different I am from them both). So, in a new town, a small country town, you might think it could be difficult for them, but not my parents, it didn’t take long at all before mum was being introduced to new people, new acquaintances, and making many new friends. So, before, she established her group of good friends, she met a lot of different people from different parts of town, and different “networks”. One time we went into town to meet some new friends, who had a lovely home on the outskirts of town. They had young daughter, just a little younger than me; she welcomed me into her home like we were best friends! Just good natured. We swam in their pool, and laid on the pool filter watching clouds! We had a lovely afternoon. We all became good family friends from that moment, and shared a lot of BBQ chickens over the years!! Around that time, on another day, we went across to the other side of town, another family, a large wealthy farming family. They had 3 young girls there for me to “befriend”, but unlike the previous encounter I had had, those girls were kind of like the opposite, they were horrible little bully bitches who did not want me in their “group” at all, and let me know about it. I won’t bother getting into the little girl exclusion antics that little girls do. But this is exactly what I mean when I say choose friends wisely. Try to avoid that latter types of families, and it’s best not to cause any fighting or conflicts – don’t declare war with them, or make it known about your feelings - just keep your feelings to yourself, and avoid people who are just plain “not very nice.” - that’s who they are, it’s not going to change, even after they grow into adults, they will remain the same. It’s their mentality. Their family mentality, and it will stick around all of their life and into the next generation as well. I personally believe this “good natured” personality trait is formed from intelligence – high intelligence. It is the non-thinkers in life who just want to fight and play sides. (Having said that mum ofcourse remained friends with the farmers on the other side of town, and attended a few parties with them!) There was no stopping her on her ‘friend accumulation’ mission! She had many many friends, most of them genuine, the ones around Gunnedah especially, although and I don’t think my parents fully understood what it is about them that attracted certain types of people. It wasn’t friendship. It was the perception of money, they were a little bit blind to this fact, and as a result were used sometimes; they lost quite a bit of their inheritance from the sale of dads mum’s house. On the other hand, there’s some people who could see how many friends my parents had, and thought, ooh, they must have a lot of money with all those friends! My parents were typical, average income middle-class people, dad had a government job, mum did not work but was a house wife until she did a bit of freelance nursing work briefly, when I was at school. They both had a postitive outlook on life, and thought that everyone was good, the notion of someone using them, would not even have entered into their minds. But, make sure the people in your life are worthy (they do exist). Someone told me it is Centrelink who do not want people to have friends, and so go about manipulating the situation so no ‘ties’ are formed – they work at doing this (stupid attitude, and they brainwash people like Victoria Keene’s mother). My design above shows my love of bright positive colours, still. – I attribute my love of colour from my happy childhood. It is “EarthGroove 2020” in bedspread doona from RedBubble 13. Fake farmers markets, Troubles with selling my produce , Cooking, and School food I just watched a YouTube news clip about farmers markets selling produce that was not grown locally from a farm, or organically – as the stall holders claim. But big multinational companies were selling their goods instead at twice the price, using on sellers, sometimes peeling off stickers (caught on camera) and lying to buyers. Shame on those dodgy fruiterers. This reminded me of when I tried to sell some of my organic produce direct from my garden at a corner store in Gunnedah. I didn’t really sell too much at first, it wasn’t until I happened to mention it at a funeral to family and friends, when suddenly I went there the next day and all had sold out! Shortly after that, the store closed down, unexpectedly. I realised it was solely because that store owner was willing to sell famers foods, - the powers that be in Gunnedah, don’t want any farmers markets, they don’t want people buying direct from the farm, they don’t want people buying organic - don’t ask me why this is, (well, ok, ofcourse – ITS GREED from established networks). A definite manoeuvre of the powers that be in Gunnedah, in the farming community. (Actually the same, if it's not the very same people in Gunnedah: this is the reason why you can't purchase solar powered units, as in, the complete setup. Because you need not just the solar panels, but you need a converter (to convert the solar power into compatible electricity for our plug-in devices). So you can't purchase this ‘all in one’ ready to use, just apply sun. that would be too easy, would it? I mean you can make it up yourself, you can go on YouTube and see how to do it, it's relatively easy, you've just gotta purchase the 3 components including compatible cableing, and make it one weekend. But, you cannot buy ready to go. OUTRAGEOUS why you can't buy the whole unit in one?? I can tell you most women, do not want to mess about out in the garage with electrical components. If you could just buy the whole thing, they would be sold all the time - so convenient. so the reason we can’t, and I don't even think it's cost related (because it is fairly expensive), but the main reason is the existing electricity companies, they want you using their power, and not FREE power. Anyway, it just goes to show there’s definitely a market for organic, direct from paddock to stall, but people aren’t aware (no Facebook then). And I think I might have mentioned this before, but I had to hire a channel dirt digger from Gunnedah high shop, and they had just been taken over by a new owner. I happen to have some spare fruit (out of my 16 fruit trees!) and so I thought I’ll take a basket in for these new owners. When it came time to pay the bill at the end of the day, they charged me for the digger, no problems, as arranged, but they also then charged me an additional $100 for their old bom Ute that was required to take it out on the special trailer, so I wasn’t too pleased about that, especially as that morning, I had just given them a whole huge basket full of perfect and fresh ripe organic produce - there would’ve been at least 30 huge stone fruits, with about 6 different varieties. Cream of the crop. Including the basket. This was Gunnedah Aghire, and I thought I saw Victoria Keen there, which was a little strange because I don’t believe her family owned that business or were the new owners either? I am way to old fashioned friendly and nice, when most retailers now are just plain thieves. Like I said before on my blog, every single business in Gunnedah was stealing from me, I hope they all get cancer and die, no more Miss Nice. In Gunnedah there were markets every Saturday, but they did not do much in the way of food. I recall my farmer landlord saying one day, he reckons all the farmers markets he had been to (so not sure where?) but, were all fake – all venders selling food from the supermarket. There was a little shop opened up in Gin Gin, selling farmers produce, I tried some strawberries from there, because the ones from the supermarket are crap, C-R-A-P, and indeed the strawberries from that shop were fantastic, they definitely would’ve been from a homegrown garden, not the hard as rock giant ones from the supermarkets. However, that business closedown after 12mnths, it may have had something to do with the fact that the owner was dishonest. It seems everybody needs to be reminded: you can’t lie and rip people off - they find out sooner or later, and you have to pay for it. (After I posted this, I saw a clip for premium strawberries grown locally now available in the supermarkets up here, but they wanted $30/kg (total rip of), but I tried them anyway, as I was having strawberry cravings, and, they were just the same as the other ones, the tasteless giant hard as rocks ones – farmer thieves at Coles and on the local Mackay 7 news TV – can’t watch live). So, I think it’s a dam shame, that I can’t get fresh organic food unless I grow it myself, and unfortunately being forced to move into a tiny little unit now, with no backyard, this is fairly hard. Before when I was near Bundaberg, they spray their paddocks with poisons, the poisons go everywhere; you’re driving along and you can see it and you can smell it, when you get closer to the spray tractor, you can see it all over the road, and you drive through the mist. Plus it goes across to the next paddock, plus it goes down to the connecting road which happened to be a highway where there’s multiple cars going past. Those farmers are completely careless about spraying poisons. They don’t give a toss where it goes, as long as they’re crop gets sprayed. This is why we need strong governments in charge, so they can lay down rules for these strong willed greedy lazy careless farmers. I’ve noticed there are some things now appearing in the supermarket that are organic like the apples, but they are twice the price, and considering I purchased 2 Apple trees at my Rangari garden, I really have a lot of contempt now for spending money on such an item. Same with all the vegetables infact, I used to grow many, and was near self-sufficient (aside from meat). I try to be healthy still, I keep a bag of kale in the freezer, kale is said to be the healthiest green you can eat, but society is dictating to me, that I can’t be too healthy, because I’m not married to a rich husband. This misogynistic passive aggressive attitude, by the way is driven mostly by women, (who work at Coles), and not men. Update in 2025, since moved to a spot where I can grow veges, thaaankgoodness. Also, there are now even more organic options in the supermarket, unfortunately still a little bit too expensive, although that doesn't really stop me when purchasing carrots; there's nothing like just going to the fridge getting a carrot and start munching on it - if you don't buy organic you can't do this, you HAVE to wash it first. And I've personally noticed with apples and berries that aren't organic, they give me spine pain, I'm fairly certain it's from the pesticides (?), so I think there should be laws; can't grow berries in this country unless they're organic, you have to do it under nets, can't spray poison on them, there's just too many insects to do it outside of a double entrance tunnel. And no imports unless organic, including other products that contain berries. {Acceptable nazi area}. Also, I want to add when I left home at age 11 to go to boarding school, I have talked about how I was a very fussy eater, and there was a whole process I had to go through to fix that issue. So, after that phase, my next phase, I guess, year 10, 11 and 12 - I would just come home for school holidays and my 2 term weekends, and I would cook. That’s all I would do, I would cook all the family meals, I would go through all the woman’s weekly cookbook‘s. I would’ve cooked every single recipe in the Chinese cookbook, as well as Cakes and Biscuits, the Italian one, and of course my very favourite, the French cookbook. Mum had purchased the whole set of woman’s weekly cookbooks for me, as I had shown an interest in cooking from an early age. I remember mum bringing home that little Show Pamphlet every year; Gunnedah had an annual show, and at the show, aside from all the rides and show bags that everybody loved, there were different pavilions, one consisting of food, and one of crafts, there were probably others too. I recall I had a whole shoebox full of awards and ribbons for all the cakes, biscuits, and crafts that I had put in to the Gunnedah show! As a child, the winning prize money was something like $.75 for first, $.50 for second and $.20 for third! I’m pretty sure I was the only young eight-year-old baking in Gunnedah – so there wasn’t too much competition, no wonder I had won pretty much every category I entered! Lol. I remember one year I was so cocky and confident with my baking I decided that instead of doing a typical cake, like a sponge or a teacake, I would make up a cake, without following a recipe, I can’t say it turned out exactly as I planned - I’m not sure I got the whole concept of a raising agent, and the cake was bright pink, which none of the old lady judges seem too impressed about! Never mind I had fun. Anyway, those woman’s weekly books were a tremendous inspiration for me, they had pictures with every recipe, and were just fantastic, written by some talented and organised cooks. So, it seems being on a fortnightly rotation of school meals, may inspire cooking. (I have to mention, food served up at school on the weekends was atrocious, I basically starved every weekend, lunch consisted of a fried piece of tinned pineapple, served on a weeks left over bun or stale flatbread, with an optional piece of tomato and or cheese slice - really unappealing for me, for some reason I didn’t like fresh tomatoes when I was a child, of course now do, but my brother refused to eat tomatoes as well and apparently, he still does. And I’ve heard other kids don’t like tomato’s too – too vinegary, I guess. I recall every Friday night we had battered fish and chips which sounds good in theory, but was basically soggy potatoes, really awful, I don’t think you can actually call them chips they were so bad, although I did like the fish because it was mostly tasteless, and I liked the batter, it was really thick and unhealthy -this was appealing to me as mum was not there to monitor things! She was total health freak. And I want to mention the Butcher in Petersham (again – another little didi that was stolen, or at any rate not showing in microsoft search on my PC), it is the Talho Portuguese & Spanish Butchery on New Canterbury RD, when I first went there, I was blown away, there was food everywhere hanging from the ceiling too, I had not seen anything like it. The service was outstanding, every one there was nice and the food quality superb - best butcher I ever been too. They been there for 30years according to wiki. Sometime before that I went to a butcher near Dulwich hill, - so bad, the guy behind the counter basically refused to serve me, he looked at me and treated me with such disdain, I wondered how he could be in business at all – some people…. (what did he think I was going to do that might so offend him?? – too ugly to serve?? Just didn’t like women???). 14. This is my Hair Planter! Unfortunately, I only had 600g of hair (saved from every shampoo and conditioner shower wash over 10 years!). So, I was 200g short, and had to use eyelash yarn for the top rim. I was a little bit disappointed of being short, but have started saving some more; I suspect in a couple of years’ time I’ll have enough to rip out the eyelash yarn and finish it finally with some more homespun hair yarn! I used 2 strands held together, so it’s actually really thick, and it doesn’t really need a plastic liner, but I figure it will last 10 times longer if I use a plastic liner. You can see the plastic liner in the photo, still waiting for me to trim it off. All in all, hair makes a perfect plant liner, and I’m glad it was so difficult to buy a peatmoss liner, which is how I came up with this use for my five balls of hair yarn! By the way, when I pulled each tangle of hair off my Afro comb, I put them aside until I had 50g worth, then I put the 50g through a Carder machine, and I do have really long hair, so it didn’t do a perfect job of aligning the fibres, meaning when I spun it, it turned out of thick and thin, like it was pretty impossible to get a fine yarn from my course hair, but this is what makes it perfect for the thick liner. The yarn itself is very strong, I couldn’t break it with my hands, it had to be cut with scissors. Well worth the effort, and I have written the knit pattern, and put it on my website, if anyone wants it! 😁 Btw, 80g of my Home Spun Hair, was STOLEN! Update: after 15mnths, I had accumulated another 200g of hair to replace the rim, BUT, when I went out to get my planter, I discovered little bugs eating my hair planter!! They had already eaten the whole bottom part, the part that was often wet. Ah shucks!! Thus ends my hair planters. L I took a photo of the bugs; 15. Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your own Horn I can see, thank goodness, today, times have changed slightly, and people are no longer afraid of tooting their own horn! (I am not talking about Car horns here, don’t get me confused when you read that heading - I am deeply opposed to people tooting their car horns, disturbing the quiet enjoyment of the neighbourhood, like my stupid neighbours at no 108.) But it is really nice to see someone revelling in their own achievement. I’m not sure why people have had such hang-ups on this issue in the past; (and I am not talking about screwing someone out of something by stealing – and feeling like you won – fake won). I remember well from school, the girls school, I attended, there was an issue about being self-assured, arrogant or cocky in anyway. It was specially frowned upon for women to be proud. Even if one, was outstanding at some task, you were still not permitted to say “hey I’m the best!” or something along those lines, because it was considered in extreme poor taste to do so. And if a girl dared, do it, she would be chastised by everyone in a dogpack manner; in the mean and passive aggressive ways that women have, to ‘put them back in their place’ so to speak. I believe just from experiencing life, that this has a lot to do with again, wanting to be English and of Polite Society, they are taught specifically to be “a quiet achiever”, and if you raise your child, or the children in a school, in this way, then you would be considered to be of “polite society”! So, it was an attitude associated with money, so it was something people, women, wanted to adopt so they would be associated with “polite society”. That’s one reason, the other is because (little) girls are threatened by another, who maybe better at them for something – when, that girl is perceived to be of lower class – little girls are really stupid. And there was definitely a double standard for girls, versus boys. Boys were allowed to be cocky and arrogant, but not girls. And in my experience, it was always the girls allowing the boys to be cocky, but who would chastising women for exactly the same thing! Growing up, most of the boys I knew don’t give a toss if you’re cocky or not, in fact they would probably prefer a cocky girl, they could relate more, and feel more comfortable around, someone who is fully self-assured. Although I found this does not apply to older grown men, I did come across quite a few grown man who definitely didn’t like self-assured confident women. This applies in the work place too. And this applies to women who control the conversation. I guess this is a good spot to mention this phenomena. I found in certain situations in life, I have to take full control, like if I’m moving, and I’ve got to talk to the removalist, I mean there are plenty of situations, but this is a really easy one so you can see what I mean because it is the person moving, who knows where the boxes have to go, and which is the best order to unpack your load. It is no problem for me to take control and make sure everything goes smoothly, however what I noticed at the end of the day, is that men really have issues with this lack of control on their behalf, and they’re very aware that a woman has been telling them what to do all day long, and in fact, they’ve got a kind of reconnect with each other and talk about ‘male’ things. I was thinking about this, and I noticed that with a group of women, this is not a problem that women suffer from, in my experience. I mean mostly they don’t suffer from this problem, mostly they’re not even aware of who is in control they just following the flow of the day. However, men are very much aware of this. So rather than women having to ‘wake up’ in this case - it’s more of a “men need to realise that women are allowed to be in control”, and things are not going to work out if they’re not. I’ve also noticed this is a thing in relationships with men not wanting to engage in conversation with his wife unless he dictates what the topic of conversation is, or when they do certain activities or chores. So, the only advice I can give to a woman who is suffering in that kind of relationship is to make their husbands aware that they’re being over controlling in the moment, so call him a big fat arse if he gets an ”attitude’ when you change the conversation, call him up on his bad behaviour. And don’t be afraid to jump in with your comments if someone is manoeuvring the conversation, they might not be deliberately doing it to ‘squash’ the other person, so say what you need to say. However, I’ve seen some women control everything in their marriage, but make it look, to the husband, like it’s his decision. She was very clever and her husband was basically a big doofus, but if he didn’t perceive that he was in control, their marriage would’ve ended in divorce. I personally believe this is big fat ego and I definitely would not put up with such shenanigans from a man, same as I wouldn’t consider being around anyone who has ever stolen from me, or stalked me, lied or harassed me in anyway - there’s just not a chance ever. I think I might have high standards compared to most women, because there’s so many women who are married, and I know the calibre of men is not that good. I guess people do certain things for love don’t they. Or wait, is that money. So, technology, and YouTube, are evolving peoples consciousness. The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is being fought against. People can put out their own personal stories in public view, rather than a story or person, who has been chosen by the powers that be in the media. People are allowed to toot their own horn now. So, I say, go for it, if you’ve done something outstanding, or even just a small little victory, like growing a good crop of veges, tell the world about it, we want to hear about it! (Mum used to hide zucchini and carrot in the Bolognaise sauce, we never knew!) { Oh, and tricking or manipulating your next door neighbour into doing something, something they otherwise would not be doing, - is not a victory.} My design above “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101h ” on wallpaper from Wallsauce 16. Dog Directors and Dog Writers I am going to keep a list You know, there used to not be any ‘dogs’ in the movie industry, I would only have dogs who hung outside my house, or followed me down the street, but now they have taken over the movie industry - since they couldn’t harass me on my remote farm. (Although I was advised by a little birdy, that they have been targeting people in this manner for many years, not just as of late). The directors and produces that let these people get away with what they do; are completely clueless, as to exactly just what they do. Attention seeking rude morons. The women who organize this are truly despicable and evil creatures, it’s all a big dog game for them, they use the movie industry to ‘punish’ or ‘reward’ certain people that they are victimizing, just like some people do when they’re training a dog. Hence dog game. So, if the ‘dog’ did something good, they put in a funny little bit, they make edits, or if the ‘dog’ did something which the evil women didn’t like, then they edit in something mean and bitchy. But there is a whole heap of people that can see or read signs, not just the intended victim. Wake up movie directors, and get rid of those stupid fucking evil female dogs and their stupid condescending dog games. I also am harassed by TV industry using 'empty head' people, there are heaps of them. {Exactly just why are there so many 'empty head' type. What exactly was their lineage? Were their parents just complete hopeless drug addicts? or is it a genetic DNA thing that runs through families? Why hasn’t anything been done about these genetics, we don’t want a whole lot of 'empty heads' running around; they are exactly like zombies from that movie Zombie, I guess with just a little less raw flesh and blood. It won’t be too hard to get rid of the gene if you make people aware.} Movies with Metaphysical world problems from Hollywood, Bad crew, Rapist; The Master (Incidently a movie about a man subconsciously searching for a Queen Bee) 17. How to be sane when surrounded by evil , with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection This still happens at my new address. Sometimes, that is, not always; whenever I walk outside the house or unit, suddenly there is a commotion, like cars turn up at neighbours, or cars leave neighbours, people yell out, sometimes phone rings, they turn their music on, up to 11….all manner of different things happen. Comotion. It happened at my last place at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park, and it sometimes happens here - usually on the weekends, especially when I just moved in. I have no idea why my neighbours carry on in such a manner I can only assume it’s because they’re retarded and make a noise whenever they see or hear a girl, like a monkey. After writing this, I awoke next morning after a good nights sleep (for once) with – not kidding, a monkey or ape / Gibbon, hair stuck to my skin in an almost unmentionable spot. DOGS I cannot do anything about what goes on while I am asleep, I have no control – and see how evil people are. You are not welcome in my house at anytime you wannabe hypnotist. If I saw you, and had a gun – I would blow your head off. (They have done that sleep theft/ interference before, infact I think it goes right back to 1998 when I was living in that horrible suburb, Petersham. They definatly did it at Rangari and Kookaburra Park too, a few times when I awoke to discover unexplained things, like door open that I had shut, windows too open with flyscreens lying on the ground, my watch off and tampered with, necklace off (with key on it), - my knitting; at Rangari when I was waiting for my pool to arrive, I did a lot of knitting, and I started noticing things that were a little odd; when I started knitting from where I left off, it was not quite right. So, this one day, it was just really niggling on my mind, so I made a point of fully remembering where I was up to so, I could resume the next day, and sure enough the next day, there were two additional rows that had been knitted from where I had stopped. Plus, what’s more, the knit tension was the same as my knitting. So, somebody has come into my house when I’m asleep and have knit those 2 rows - and the thieving dogs who can break in to my house without waking me, have found someone who has the same tension as mine – a highly pre organized plan. Somebody suggested I leave my knitting in front of the cameras, because I did have security cameras at Rangari (not that they did much to deter criminals, power off). However, the strange knitting phenomena did stop after that comment. There were a few other mysterious things too. Criminal, immoral and disgusting. Fuck off Simon Baker and that whole crew, could you be any more inappropriate. Or their copycats. Someone told me there are people who can put you into a deep sleep by gentle persuasion. So, if they cannot hypnotize you while you are awake, to steal from you (there are people who prey on ‘sleeping beauty’ types), so if they cannot “get you”, then they can do it when you are asleep, by tricking you in that dream like state - gain your trust and convince you to, for example “go underground – where you cannot hear anything,” difficult to explain, but I have awoken from such places, and know it happens. Well, while possibly my neighbours or TV people are very negative, I can only surround myself with positive things at my place, like my new flowery coffee cups that I purchased from the post office, aren’t they gorgeous! 😁🌺 Actually, here is a good spot to mention something else the dogs get up to, I haven’t mentioned it before, and they’ve been doing this particular ‘antic’ for years. I think if I wasn’t a very healthy sane person, this would deeply affect me in a negative way, so I’m going to write about it because it probably affects other people who are like me, but maybe not feeling as ‘sound of mind’. People, opportunists, in the neighbourhood or situation, latch on to something I am doing, and imply that “it’s too late - you’ve missed out”. When in actual fact, it’s not too late, I haven’t missed out at all, it’s just they’re trying to create fear and antagonism. Like if somebody does the wrong thing by me, which happens all the time, I will give you an example; there has been someone from Centrelink call-centre stalking me, and I go to put in a complaint about him, but my neighbours imply “it’s too late, you should have done it at the time it happened, which was several weeks ago.” OK, so how would my neighbors know if it’s too late, and as if it would be, one can put in a complaint at any time, and I did. I can give you another example, slightly different, when I was late at the Melbourne airport to catch my plane, there was a moment at the check-in where I was told it was probably too late, but I can check to see if the boarding gate is still open, so I was in sight of the gate, and there was suddenly an old man, in his 40’s or 50’s probably, beckoning me to run so as not to be late, but then I could see next to him, the gate was already shut, fuck people are weird; so that guy was an opportunistic arshole, who wanted to see me panic and run only to find out that I was too late after all. I hope he gets cancer and dies. As I was writing this story, and thinking there is a lot of evil, the words ‘Evil Knievel’ popped into my head, and I remember from the 80s, this real show, I think it was American, starring a daring bike rider called Evil Knievel, and all the kids, the little boys, thought he was soooo cool, and wanted to be just like evil Knievel and ride a motorbike. I think Evil Knievel is responsible for this retarded behaviour in grown man today, it’s like those idiots are a by-product of Evil Knievel. Do you see entertainers; how you have to be responsible. They copy everything. 18. Nurses Force Feeding Patients I have written about this on my About Page Blog, but the lack of common sense found within the female dominated health sector is so bad, I am compelled to write a separate story for this topic. They still use disgraceful ‘Nazi’ ‘Gestapo’ tactics to power trip over victims. What happens is force-feeding in mental health wards, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with ‘pressure’ involving looks/stare, threatening remarks and humiliation. And if one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person (adult) to get them to comply (exactly like how a pack of dogs targets its prey). It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. Or well, their motivation is a powertrip, and NOT what’s best for the patient. And their victims are adults and can make their own decisions when it comes to food. This is a form of abuse. They know, say, speech impediments are a direct result of using humiliation tactics to manipulate a person, {usually a child, as they are easier to dominate than an adult, but these nurses and Dr’s have found a legal way to humiliate and victimize adults}. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst a rebel type personality or an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age 7, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. (Having said that about childish instincts, most adults that cross my path are still like that, even a nice (very smart) Dr I saw years ago about my arthritis; I knew at the time I had a slight temperature, and after she took a reading, she was reluctant to tell me what it was, because indeed I did have a slight temperature, I had to pry it out of her, because she did not want me to be right, because I was sooo sure I was right – and she gets to make the diagnosis, not the patient! – see, rebel personality!) So, if you just give patients some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (Same with raising kids btw, this is the very reason why there is a huge network of petty crime; these over controlled over disciplined kids, over ‘yelled’ ats, grow up to jump on the first rebellious band wagon they come across, which in Australia is petty crime – huge network, akin to the fight club in the movie FightClub, only petty theft is the chosen activity.) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. (Btw, I believe they are trying to get hospitals now to be more ‘health’ conscious about the food they dish up.) I can’t believe places like this are still in operation. Change only comes about from naming and shaming; Bundaberg mental health hospital staff - Manager: Katie Rogers. Teresa, Annette, Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex MClymont, Rosalind, Reggie, Dr Menosha, Lisa, Fred, John, Karen, Shas gee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (she force feeds people, god help her is she has kids, in fact god help all the kids of the women that work there, they are all totally dysfunctional, and I suspect that is the very reason they work there – they are the ones with mental problems) -those staff can’t help anyone, if you are not feeling 100%, take matters into your own hands, no one else knows what is best for you. Sometime after I have written about that mental health ward, 2 of the nurses that work there have been charged for unwarranted medication against patients. I have heard that nurses in hospitals use the same tactic if a patient is winging, or they just don’t like them, or are afraid of them (all the poor men with tattoos- you had better watch out – silly twits (male and female) get afraid over nothing, so tattoos would be very scary for them) Although, there was a Dr that I witnessed, who was the main guilty person, who ‘sets’ the bar so to speak amongst the nurses, - it is her you have to get, her name was Menosha. I would like to touch on that “setting the bar” issue, as this happens a lot in life, I’ve noticed. It’s like people can’t seem to respond in their own language and ways, they have to take cues from the person they’re speaking to, so if I’m speaking in a nice pleasant manner to the person, they are going to speak back in a nice pleasant manner. If I speak with a hint of sarcasm, intern the person I’m speaking to, will speak with sarcasm. The same with any other array of emotions like anger, hostility, “sneakiness” or even if I use an accent like slang, or certain body language. It’s bizarre and happens all the time. It’s like everything you do is mirrored back to you all the time. So particularly a DR and someone in a position of power, somebody that is looked up to, they have to be especially good, and set a good example. And I noticed after writing about force feeding, there are certain types of people out there, who are trying to also force feed women, by using images of food (they heard that being overweight actually increases breast size, so they have an extra motivation to manipulate women in to being fat. STOP DOING THAT OR YOU WILL GO TO HELL. 19. Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Gunnedah Landcare refused to serve me because I was a single woman. I suspect the person in question, was the ‘dogs’, who drive a white SUV, are afraid I’m going to seduce and whisk away, was the owners son, who is probably the owner himself now, Josh, and, is also probably married now. I went to horticultural school with him, and he used to ‘use, as a tool’ the slightly retarded boy - his mother told everyone he was retarded, (his mum was doing the course aswell) although I do not believe that he was retarded in anyway, aside from being slightly socially retarded and slightly deluded about other people who he held in awe. So, Josh, would use this boy for reflective purposes, to basically have a go at me – verbally disrespectful – he would ‘egg’ him on’ - this happens to me a lot, see another example in my “water cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery” photo story. It’s amazing what people get up to when they think no one is watching. Usually, it’s woman I have this kind of problem with, older arshole woman using younger woman in the same manner, but not this time. Josh was an arsehole because that’s what arseholes do, and they’re the worst kind of arseholes, because they’re cowards. So, you see little girl in white SUV, there’s not a chance in hell that I’ll be seducing your husband and running off with him. Wake up stupid bimbos. You may have been fooled by your man, but I certainly was not. That boy Brandan, I was advised he had Asperger’s disease, and I don’t know if you’re familiar with the French language, but Asperger is the French word for asparagus. So, I’m thinking the doctors have encountered someone like Brandan and put their hands up in the air and said “fucked if we know what’s wrong, we’ll just call it Asperger’s”. Or maybe it’s related to eating too much asparagus each spring when it is abundant! who knows the thoughts of people who try to be funny, or try to ‘box up’ people who they don’t quite understand, as to why they don’t function exactly the same as everybody else. Although my personal opinion of him was one of an environmental circumstance, I could see even though he didn’t speak much, he certainly wasn’t stupid, he paid attention, and could read the situation. He was raised by his mother only, no father, so no strong leadership or discipline, and I would say limited social interactions especially when he was younger, and thus limited skills in this area as a result. Although if you read my blog, I often talk about sleeping beauty syndrome amongst women, I’d say he would be suffering from this as well, especially when around other boys who are bigger better stronger faster, and I personally believe this is not a direct lack of brain cells or function, but maybe a lack of stimulation and empowerment; as kids need to be woken up with encouragement, excitement, activity, inspiration and restraint. And I know the women in Gunnedah, tend to raise their kids in a Conservative manner, so basically their kids end up pretty much oppressed, and as a result, they act up, in rebel mode, in situations when they think nobody‘s watching, it’s like they do the opposite of what they’ve been ‘trained’ not to do, as a direct result of a ’leash’ that has been too tight in one or more areas. Giving a child the ability to make the correct decisions and be responsible, is something a lot of parents don’t know how to do and it’s the most important one. Infact often when I encounter teenage boys, my main mission is to get through to them how ‘useless’ girls are, so they in turn have to be the ‘responsible’ one, as most of them are deluded about girls, and think they are all the straight A teaches pet responsible type – and well at school they might be, but it all changes out in the real world, that’s why boys have to be the responsible type and not the rebel type – and once they understand this – life changing – they totally step up on the right path. I would also tell a young man, if he was thinking of asking a girl out, because he wanted to get ‘partnered up’. He ought to go and look at Adam Thomas’s youtube videos, and practice how to do Adams “desert” massage, {he calls any massage that is not specifically targeting an organ - a desert massage!lol}. The reason why I’m writing about this boy is because I suspect he has been another one of the people who have been harassing me particularly online, I can’t say for certain if it’s him, but it’s someone who goes by the name of Brandan, and if it is not Brandan from horticulture, then it’s someone who wants me to think it is, and I would say, write about Brandan, so this is the Brandan story. 20. Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Enough! Fuck off you stupid bitch. I’m goddamn sick and tired of having these stupid little nonthinking pervert monkeys on my back; fuck off and get a life, mind your own business, you are not welcome in my life. Stop trying to make me feel guilty, about things you have absolutely no understanding off, you stupid little girl. This revolting person has been trying to do this for 20 years, they are truly evil and should be shot, I would gladly do it, maybe then I would actually have something to feel guilty about, but I doubt it. Also this reminds me of behaviour from some marriages, where, before she married, perhaps before they met, she had a relationship/s with other men, and the husband constantly reminds her about the relationship, and teases her - it’s just another disgusting form of bullying and revolting antagonistic behaviour by someone trying to dominate the relationship, and most likely a drunk. This is exactly what those stupid bitches are trying to do; get it through your thick bimbo heads; we are not in a relationship. 21. Widow Pension OMG, COME ON!! I have just discovered this. This is a payment given by Centrelink to ANY woman who was married, but their husband died. It is the most sexist thing I have heard of, after unequal pay for same work. It’s like reward for getting married to some barbarian. The government is saying “well, you, got married to an Australian yobo man, and for doing that, after he dies, when you are single again, we will reward you by supporting you with a generous fortnightly pension, so you don’t have to worry, and be treated like unemployed scum, like all the other single ladies get treated – we will elevate you.” I can’t believe they do this. I am single, I have never married, (save your own child goat – you bimbo mothers), and I am pretty sure I would have way more ‘societal’ problems than a woman who is a Mrs. Infact I know I do, if you have read my Blog – Single Lady Persecution – you will see that I do. So, if that woman is entitled to pension for now, being single – GUESS WHAT, so should I be. Stupid and unfair Centrelink. I would go further and state most women by the age 40 – are a right off, they can no longer work due to “FEMINE BODY WEAKNESS”, yet Pension age is not until 65. (I later discovered I may be a bit bias due to my scoliosis: infact I have to update, as not “femine body weakness”, although I had termed it “Old Chinese Man Syndrome from Working in the Rice Paddies!”, but movement problems caused by Scoliosis, and my condition is considered severe! lol although I have seen severe cases, and it gets way worse. – And btw, it was never treated or acknowledge by any Dr after my 40’s- due to being unemployed, (discrimination yet again): apparently my Xray was stolen by the female hospital staff at Bundaberg / Gin Gin to give to their friend for disability payment - thus stealing my disability payment). Ah the health sector in Australia – total inbred female thieves. However, if you check the scientific facts about women, Centrelink: I was advised that after a woman goes through menopause (menstruation stops), she undergoes rapid degenerative decline. ALL woman that is. It’s like it’s a secret – ‘oooh well, we don’t want anyone to know that an older woman may not have all her faculties’. A secret due to pecuniary interests! What are they meant to do in that time between 40 and 67 if they are not married to a rich husband? This current society still does not have common sense. Women are not looked after. There needs to be an option of retirement after menopause. Btw, don’t think that some wives won’t send her husband off to a fake war in the hopes he gets ‘off’d’ and she can get the Widow Pension. Real. And, since I know of 2 women who receive a disability pension, and have no disability, but after getting to know the personality of such women, those women have certain traits, like being easily used and manipulated, will not cause any problems or question anything, will lie in order to aide oneself; it those traits that make them the perfect Centrelink recipient – dogs. You know if I were selling an item, but thought the item crap, there is no way I would lie to the customer and state this is the best item ever, you should buy it – but Centrelink favours those women who do just that. Liars. In Australia it does not pay to have morals – it is a weak country. I want to add to above when I said treated as an employed scum, - such an irony, because there’s so many industries, receiving government grants or subsidies, way more than unemployment totals WAY MORE. I’ve heard of some farming families, receiving $20,000 a year, total subsidies, so that doesn’t include the profits from what they actually grow. So, you see, those people are just the same as someone receiving unemployment benefit. The only difference being they are greedier and have worked out a way to legally steal money. AND THE STUPID BANKS recognize them as responsible and someone on unemployment as unresponsible. Such irony. They really pick and choose who they want to have money and who does not. Now you may be wondering that my grudge against Centrelink is too severe, but I think I have done a pretty good job outlining on my blog, about the evil that they do- true evil scum at Centrelink. But here is yet another issue: I have a medical certificate from Centrelink, due to degenerative disc problems as well as collapsed arch that 2 Drs did not acknowledge, just like my Scoliosis for the past 8yrs, just ignored it). But I first received this medical certificate in 2020, {a medical certificate is so you don't have to run through employment hoops, and more importantly be treated like 3rd class scum with their tyrannical nazi activities that they force recipients to do}. I did apply for a pension, but they denied me – apparently both feet have to be out of action to receive a pension. (Again the “pick and choose”). In 2023, as obviously I still have all of these conditions. I applied for a pension again, as it says on Centrelink that you can receive a pension if you've been receiving a medical certificate for illness you have had for three years or longer. But Centrelink, being who they are, cynts, refused me the pension again. So, in 2025, I suddenly receive notification from Centrelink that they're going to ignore my medical certificate, now meaning I would be forced to jump through their CUNT hoops. Ignore! That's pretty much what they said, word for word! Now obviously they can't do that, and obviously it was notification sent by some Centrelink cynt, playing "I want to be a tyrannical thief" game. So, after a lot of bother, I get a different person, and they said "oh yes we see you have a medical certificate from the doctor, so you don't have to run through employment hoops". – plus, they give you $5 pharmaceuticals allowance. So, I don't know if you can see what's going on here, but they did this so that it would not be recorded, as me having a medical certificate for 6 years. Because I'm entitled to a disability pension and they basically refuse to give it to me. As they are CUNTS. Now I know there are probably people with far worse conditions than me, but it is up to them to complain about their situation – I am complaining about mine. This is my song! (People imply to me that I don't have to do anything, stop winging. They say "all I have to do is eat!"), this is not actually true - I still have my seed business, I have to make sure I have a continuous supply of seeds, which involves manual gardening work. I still have to lodge my tax return every year, albeit always under the “tax free threshold” non lodgment. (People who earn less than $22000 do not have to pay tax – although they changed that this year so NO additional income after unemployment, can be earned without submitting tax form {what a bloody nuisance}. I personally believe they did this as I have stupid people who steal from me thinking I owe gov tax, as I did not have to lodge tax form when under the “tax free threshold”. SUCH IS THE STUPID NATURE OF THE DOGS IN THIS COUNTRY. So, I still have bills to pay, rego to pay, omg electricity bills (I would have medical bills too, but since I can't afford those, there's none!), and besides, whenever I start to feel lucky, something always goes wrong, I get sabotaged: it's like those dogs try to make people feel guilty for being content. "You're not lucky you've been totally screwed" be miserable ha! Actually, as I update this story, there was a bit missing, I will repeat here: last time I put in a complaint to Centrelink about being harassed by some woman from Centrelink - she kept calling me and leaving messages {I think she was from Gunnedah?}. After I complained about that, that’s when they stopped the medical certificate. It was like a punishment for putting in a complaint. So, this TYRANNICAL behaviour is a big no-no; even in organisations and retailers (who hate complaints), they make a point of letting all their customers make complaints, because if customer does not get a chance to complain about their grievance, then they'll do something to retaliate, like steal from them. So, my written grievances here, probably have a lot to do with the fact that I can't actually complain to Centrelink about how they mess up, and how evil they are. Also, and I don't know if this is true, but someone told me it was the Dr’s receptionist who stole my back x-ray 2021, to give to her friend, so they could receive the pension. It most definatly sounds like something the thieving dogs would do – especially those ones down there at Bundaberg and Gin Gin. I believe it, and way worse things they are probably doing to wrought Centrelink. Well, I am sure the government will simply turn a blind eye, like they do to all the stealing that goes on in this country, and instead pick on innocent single women – this is what they do and have done - it is not a “rule” that I am now concocting as something that will happen. So, on my 3rd attempt at my Centrelink pension application, I come up to where it says "businesses you're associated with" and I see my business there: Farm Plants and Seeds, (my successful money-making conglomerate of $10 a month! ) Under my business, it says Business that I'm involved in: “Bieman family trust”, however I am NOT involved in a business called Bieman family trust, this was an account dad and my sister created, and I am not really sure why. Dad must have put some money aside into this account, about $50000. So, when he died that money was used to pay off some of his mortgage, so I never saw that money, it really had nothing to do with me, aside from when his house sold, less was taken out of the sale price which meant slightly more a ¼ share of inherited. He was an accountant, so maybe that’s why he did? -Centrelink refused him full pension and only gave him part pension, they screwed him, so maybe he, as an accountant came up with a tax loop for that $50000 that he had! Lol – brains for revenge! The only thing he did in his retirement was sit around reading the newspaper and listening to the radio. Maybe that’s why; saving money to pay off mortgage. But what this has to do with me: I'm thinking, maybe some young Centrelink staff (I was later advised it was an old Centrelink staff), have seen "Bieman family trust" on my profile; and thought trustfund!; maybe that's why they are around hounding me and harassing me and stealing from me because they think I have money from a Bieman family trust!! This is probably why I have stupid dogs on Netflix and Prime video telling me how rich I am, so it is ok to steal from me – STUPID LITTLE DOGS (unemployment activities in the television and movie industry??) Dad worked for the department of agriculture, I mean how much money did they think they pay their workers? I seriously have had so many problems from Centrelink; how many stupid young people were there, to read my profile and then start harassing me?? HOW FUCKIN MANY? I'm going to be calling them on Monday and getting them to remove it: Yes, so I tried to do that, but of course they are Centrelink, and they are cunts, I could write another three whole pages of the problems I had in trying to get them to remove it. To make things even more complicated I was actually contacted by them, this woman said her name was Kerry, now I recall that name Kerry, I have dealt with her before years ago in Gunnedah at Centrelink I think - I can't quite remember, but also I recall dad mentioned this woman Kerry…I didn't know what he was talking about and I didn't ask him what he was talking about…maybe they were acquaintances? I think Kerry is the same stupid blonde dog that I have been bitching about on my blog who was on the ABC when I had a bath, harassing me? she was in the fabric shop in Sydney harassing me? The dog woman who attacks younger women? Most likely this was the person harassing me at Tulcumbah too? Anyway, she said that a “complex officer” will look at the request, then makes a decision about the removal of the name “Bieman Family Trust”, from my profile, then she said it will take 6mnths, and then they will not be removing it anyway. I think she was trying to ‘will’ it out of spite. I‘m thinking she is one of those female dogs who would've sidled up to dad back in his day, like father like daughter. Dad would have no problems befriending her (or the other way around), but me on the other hand, that stupid dog stands no chance, she cannot befriend me, I have no tolerance for stupid dogs who attack other women for no reason other than sheer jealousy and stupidity. I think she and her cohorts at radio national are playing “punishment” for dads smarts. Punishment for a smart plan he had. Same as how I came to win that race back at school, not by being the best, but by coming up with a smart plan to win. Women in the Australian government are stupid. Jealous and stupid. I mean should I make another complaint “could you please get rid of all your stupid blondes?” Btw, I think the reason she called was because I put in a complaint recently about something else; 2 things, 1, they gave me a pension card, without giving me a pension! The nerve. Btw, when I was going through difficulties with the unit at Sarina, who refused to fix the plumbing issue, causing all the mould, I had to put in a dispute at Qcat, if you are receiving a pension card or a healthcare card from Centrelink, then you can put in an application of fee wave, and the judge will see that you're on low income and will waive the fee, so this is what I did, otherwise it would cost me about $400 - which of course just doesn't make it worth it, nobody else would pay that {I actually personally feel it was my duty to take them to court to get it fixed, because nobody else is going to A not only pay, but B take the time to do it. Anyway when I gave the court my pension card and my copy of my income from Centrelink, with my Job Seeker payment - they contacted me, which they don't usually do, she phoned me up and said “your Centrelink income isn't enough it, they are not paying you enough”. I heart heartedly agreed with her - but there's nothing I can do about that? I complained, I said you know you give me a pension card and not the pension, and they ignored me as per usual. I checked the Job Seeker payment online, it stated same amount. But so if someone at the court thinks that I'm not getting enough money you can be damn sure that I'm not!! The other thing was about workforce Australia, harassing me for the past 6 years – their jobs providers following me around, verbally harassing me, and stealing from me. So, they emailed me and said they would phone me for more info, I told them to GO AHEAD and CALL ME. So maybe this woman decided to call me under the pretence of the pension card issue, (which she said, thats just the way it is), then the business name issue, instead of addressing the real issue about the stalking and stealing – being 100% GUILTY? Offering no apology or no compensation. So typical of a women to not stand up and face the fire. Useless women, what the hell are you doing in the workplace?? And, later that day, Centrelink put a new message on that business and asset page: “you must tell us if your bank balance goes up by $1000” I think passively aggressively implying I did not tell them about dads inheritance back in 2012 – even though I specifically went in to Centrelink at Gunnedah and told them about it – they nice man in there said “put it in a bank account and keep it for a rainy day”!! (very wise advice - Of course, I did not, I purchased a new 2nd hand Ute and food, and more food, finally I could eat properly. plus other things like bed linen, bath towels, fabric to sew some more clothes……..plus mainly horticulture stuff to aid my business, and part of that reason I did not keep it in the bank, is because I know Centrelink would steal it, like they tried to steal Pennys savings – they stealing cunts. My blog proves it. (of course I did not know about housing shortage in the future, nor that they would steal ANY AND ALL of my little items that I ever purchased for the rest of my life, 10’s of 1000’s they have stolen – stupid little wishful thinking dogs – I TOLD YOU. I advised you. I have people telling me it is Centrelink stupid bimbo cohorts who are stealing all these little items of me, as they think I did not advise them of any inheritance or are not declaring my seed business income; just see me in big dual cab Ute, dressed nicely to go in town, and think I do not dress like an UNEMPLOYED GREENIE. Could the Australian government be any more stupid?? If this is true, then they owe me $1000’s of dollars. And btw, yes, you do get tricked constantly, (because you’re so stupid) BUT NOT BY ME, the only honest women in this whole country, and you steal from me and treat me like scum, FUCK YOU, CURSE YOU- I HOPE TRUMP EXPLODES YOU!) That woman, I can't believe she's still alive, she still needs a bullet to her ear: fuck off you stupid blonde {the epitome of a stupid blonde}. As you can see, I do not have very good feelings about Centrelink, and the coward female staff who work at Centrelink. Only made worse by the fact that yesterday, I collapsed my foot again, after it was nearly almost better (??). II did originally have a photo above of Sydney Opera house in a storm, a free image online, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers – (they said that photographer specifically stole from me), but also there are a lot of really stupid “artists” - they have been showing me them on YouTube – unbelievable ‘beans for brains’ devising these thieving plots – possibly total narcs showing me these people; but they take things a step further and send me any artists whose work hangs my house, free or PURCHASED, and not in a good way, there’s like an underlying message of “be careful what you hang on your wall – you might ‘will’ it in to existence, or be stuck with an odd ball artists haunting you”). mmmm, so you know, despite ‘saving nature’ – and several other good deeds. I have replaced it with my fabric design “Silver Gum Leaves on Whipped Cream with Brown Sugar f1efe2”. This design is an Australian Native plant design. It is currently not available anywhere, as I have been ban from selling, so this is the only place you will ever see it! Unless someone steals it – I am sure the QLD police will help you if you want to steal it. (I am going to try putting these Eucalypt designs on ebay available as bulk cotton voile purchases – I’ll see if it works out….} 22. More Bloody Beepers, I am never going to be friends with you, stupid girl YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN MY LIFE. Not ever, not today, not tomorrow, not in 50 years. Go fight yourself you stupid empty head dog. What, are you waiting around outside my house for me to give you a peptalk? Put the car in your garage and goddamn motivate yourself into action thanks very much, you bloody zomby. Someone outside beeped at me. Someone beeped at me at the post box, and sure enough someone beeped later at the post box. Then they beeped at me again last time I was at the post box, they beeped at me just after I got fuel the other day. In fact, whenever I go into town, and where ever I’ve been in my past - they beep me, several times on every outing. I have actually seen 3 of my neighbours beeping at me while I’ve been parked here, so possibly it is one of my neighbours following me down town at Sarina? – that’s what my neighbours at Kookaburra Park did, stalk me where ever I went! Empty head sickoessss. I don’t recognise any of those cars at Sarina, and it could’ve been someone from behind the trees on the other side of the road beeping, who knows, who cares about stupid people who beep, just go away. YOU’RE A NUISANCE. They also beep whenever I talk to someone on the phone – they drive past on the hwy and beep outside the unit????? Twice this morning again. DOGS – get out of my head little girl. And by the way, I believe someone read this, and said well why don’t you ask them nicely instead of swearing and being angry, and I would like to point out - it’s not up to me to sweet talk some empty head bitch who has been, and still is harassing me, – and knows perfectly well their behaviour is INTOLERABLE. It’s exactly the same thing if, there were two people standing side-by-side and one of them was smacking the other on the head with a stick, and the other person being hit, was screaming at them black and blue, to stop, and telling them to fuck off. And then someone coming along and observing the 2 in the situation, and saying to the person who was being beaten up “well you should ask nicely, and don’t swear”. -the person who said that to me on Facebook is STUPID. A stupid human, a perfect example. Can you not see your condescending absurdity in asking me to be polite, to a criminal cretin who is being an ugly unlawful perpetrator - it’s the most ridiculous argument I have ever encountered, and the person who said that, you are so stupid you should never speak, ever again. BIMBO HOUSEWIFE I BET. Btw, I had the same response from some person (it could have been the same stupid narc) from Agnes Water, when I was on the Facebook forum, telling people about how I had someone in a plane harassing me, and spraying toxic poisons over me at Rangari, NSW, Australia; they saw the letter that I wrote to the authorities about it – I put it online, and this person said I should’ve been more “sweeter”. IDIOT – spraying toxins, poisons right ontop of me and my house with tank drinking water. If I had a shotgun I WOULD HAVE SHOT THE PLANE DOWN; and your complaining about not putting more sweet phrases in my letter – you are a stupid person, as stupid as the person flying that plane and as stupid as the person who read my letter AND DID NOTHING. {btw, the letter was fine, quite respectable}. PHOTO above I quickly took with phone camera when I heard that car beeping me, ofcourse looking at it, I don’t know which car it was, or any of those cars. Also my title “More Bloody Beepers, I am never going to be friends with you, you stupid girl” – this reminds me of Lucy Bingle at school, this annoying 2nd born, who did something nasty (she is bully 101), so she felt guilty about, and so would pester me, I continually had to tell her, (politely back then) to go away. So incase this girl has no life and is still pestering me 30years later: FUCK OFF YOU STUPID WOMAN. 23. Finally Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me So, the other day I went to sit down and eat my lunch, and watch some funny cat videos on You tube, they started with these very 2 offensive adds, which I suspect they can now target individual browsers, as I certainly have not seen those 2 adds before or since. And this reminded me of one of the reasons I no longer watch commercial TV, the antagonistic moral-less advertising people doing predatory offensive adds. Could all the ADD people from YouTube – who, I suspect maybe the same ones as from Channel 7 GO AWAY, leave me the hell alone you perverts. You do not get to decide what I watch and when. Comprehende? Who do you think you are? Get the hell out of my living room. (I really love YouTube, just not the pervs) AND you must obviously be adults who needs to be reined in by a parental authoritarian, so consumers don’t get so offended and riled up by your antics of such juvenile antagonistic and DEPRAVED behaviour. Grow up and get some morals. And while I’m at it, this reminds me, another thing those same people seem to do, and have done so for many years now, it is, they do something which does not quite make sense, then sign “you gotta start again” they have done it so many times, I no longer pay attention, but I remember Rove McManus started doing this years ago on his show, he was the first, but it seems now he has a whole lot of retarded monkey copycats. I notice, since I no longer watch Commercial TV, (since they have “teleban” me!! Lol – NOT FUNNY {little girls playing the exclusion game, channel 7 especially - they don’t want me watching to see what’s going on, like, between the lines, the actual truth, and tell everyone on my blog}) -it’s computer nerds who also have found a way to do it. They all seem to need to be literally told to vamoose - get it through your thick little heads, stop harassing me and leave me alone. Plus, I have no idea what they’re talking about, or what I should be starting again? If anyone wishes to discuss this with me in a respectful manner instead of doing DISRESPECTFUL SIGNS, (who are the only people that seem to find themselves clever, amusing or fun), why don’t you contact me? Run boy Run. Coward – the irony of it. And btw, whatever you are talking about and constantly repeating: I’m not going to be starting again, I don’t have to start again, or do anything that you desire. Comprehende? I’m living my life the way I see fit, and some overcontrolling wannabe invisible big brother sister, does NOT get a say in it. Only if I were married would I consider advice from another person, everybody else; my life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. I am the one that would know best about my life, better than you, I have had 49years of experience. Quite frankly, the fact that you’re still doing it after all these years tells me, that you do not actually have anything really important to say at all, you are just a pathetic attention seeker harasser who thinks oneself as a clever know it all. You are not my personal dictator, dumbass. And get lost Toyota ADD people, you are way too cocky and your cars aren’t even that good. You have created nazi cars -trying to take the control away from the person driving, and in the process, made the whole experience not actually work properly. And WAY TO SLOW on EV mode. (I don’t know how that last sentence got there, I have never driven a car with EV mode, nor do I know anyone with an EV…...) J but I will leave it there, its prob true. lol I know for a fact, that these people, have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with me, (just slightly), and these people have money, serious money. And I suspect it is them who arrange all the cars to follow me when I go out anywhere. Even in a remote spot, I would have at least 10 to 15 people who present themselves around me or infront of me, so that I would have to speak to at least 1 or 2. Sometimes they drive up to me and stare, or get out of their car and just stare at me, - very common, has happened to me all my adult life, but does not happen every time I go somewhere, just mostly, and somewhere good, means more people, but say somewhere mundane like the post office, only 1 or 2 people! But then what always happens, is after the strange people have all finally left, and it is back to being quiet and peaceful, somebody (I have no idea who) apologises to me. Every time. I have no idea why they arrange for 10-15 people to stare at me, or then why they’re apologising for it – EVERYTIME. But why they continue to keep doing it, when they just always apologies for it? it makes NO SENSE. I CAN ASURE you I deeply resent having 10-15 follow me to a spot, then simply stare at me. It is really stupid and annoying, and it would fall under the category of harassment. I didn’t have time to get a screenshot of the exact two offending ads on YouTube, that really annoyed me at the time, when I wanted to watch a cat video, and I suspect I won’t see them again. So I just made a little collage of an annoying thing on YouTube, so you get the gist. Btw, I do not know anyone associated with YouTube, aside from of course all the videos that I watch that random brilliant people upload. So, I don’t know any computer people who run it, who founded it or are admin or associated with YouTube at all. None. I don’t know anyone at all. So, all of them are complete strangers. If you want to obsess about someone, I suggest you get a wife or husband and obsess about them. And, as you know from my blog I’ve been ban from heaps of social media sites, but, YouTube hasn’t ban me, and I notice people are looking at my vids. But if I make comments below on certain someone’s video, they pick and choose what they will show to the public. For instance, a printer video showing how to refill ink cartridges (instead of replacing the whole cartridge) saving you a lot of money; I made the comment that Canon have figured out how to stop people from doing this by putting a computer chip in the ink cartridges, which I was outraged by, and expressed so in the comment, politely. Plus mentioned people ought to buy the Epsom refillable printer where ink cartridges don’t even exist (all you have to do is tip the ink in a little slot when it runs low saving about $50-$90 every three months). And so that comment was not shown by YouTube See what mongrels there are on the Internet. It is no longer FreeSpeech anywhere. 24. Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is This woman (Elenor Riese) died from the medication TREATMENTS, that so called ‘mental health ward’ staff, force on to people, mostly woman, who, they want to play cat and mouse games with. That screen shot is from the movie “55 steps” with Hilary Swank and Helena Bonham Carter, with the biography portraying an American civil rights lawyer trying to get them to stop FORCING patients to take their medication. In Australia – they still force medications, on involuntary patients. STUPID, those staff are murderers. I was later told nurses in hospitals also do it, if they have a patient they think is causing trouble (like even asking a question – oh no, not a question), they will force a syringe into them. Can you believe that? They so need to be sued. Anyway, the woman on the right is a real-life hero woman named Collett Hughes, who is a lawyer, and is aware of the injustice that is going on in mental health institutes. As far as I know, she’s the only person that is aware of the injustice. She is trying to do something about it. It was portrayed in the movie that she got them to stop forcing patients to use antipsychotic medications, however they still do this in Australia, so I’m not sure whether she actually won or not, it was not clear. It is said after the movie, she focused on trying to get mental health wards to stop restraining patients in isolation. There was a line in the movie that really resonated with me it was when the lawyer was discussing the case with her colleague and noted that Elena had realized what was happening to her body due to the medication; it was killing her, and she was so furious about it she was willing to fight with a lawyer to get them to do something about it. This is how I feel about my life and what I’m trying to betray on my blog, the injustice of all the thefts, the rich (and poor) people in society who like to play cat and mouse games, and try and inflict pain and injuries, and fear on other people, the stalking and verbal harassment, the Centrelink cunts.…all causing stress. Then including my seven-day forced lock up in a mental health ward to “determine whether I was crazy or not”, so many injustices, and so many things out of my control - all accumulating into making me furious, especially, how all those people just get away with it, and what’s more most of them think that they’re “helping”, like those stupid mental health workers in in this movie, who are real, who have ended up killing Elenor Riese with their stupid money-making medications. I want to add, aside from the pharmaceutical industry wanting people to put on drugs – so they can make money – it is the police who aid and abet pharmaceutical industry by using mental health wards. The police love locking up anyone they don’t like, or rubbed them the wrong way, plus of course total drunks or whatever etc. etc., so the “mental illness” is the perfect ruse for them, otherwise if they don’t break the law, they can exert their power tripping ways over them. So, the police love the power mental health professionals have – and I assure you they have way more than the police too, even if half the time they are dealing with dipsy nurses. I did google this story, according to google it is most definitely real, based on real people. I double checked it, because Helena bottom Carter’s previous movie was about pickpocketing, and it was at that time that I had heaps of items pickpocketed from me at Gunnedah – I felt the whole ordeal was movie related. Maybe people of Gunnedah copying the pickpocketing on screen? They also copied her previous movie with fightclub. I think she must have a lot of fans in Gunnedah. They copy everything they see on television, so movie produces really have to be responsible people. 25. Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story When that movie Fight Club came out, and, for many years after; the whole of Gunnedah was copying it. There were made up fights breaking out, there was contaminated food left right and centre. It was truly a disgusting time in the history of Gunnedah, and in my opinion the beginning of the demise of Gunnedah. When I left in 2018, everybody in Gunnedah hated everybody and all the retailers were stealing and overcharging, it was really a horrible place to live, and I believe there was a mass exodus, with people coming to the realisation and that there are far better places to live, not only culturally but weatherwise too! Do you see that milk seal, this is what Coles had to do, to stop young people who work in the milk industry from contaminating the milk. They are disgusting (not to mention stupid). Every single milk that I would receive from the supermarket (around 2015) had already been opened, there was definite sabotage going on, and one of the sons from one of their local milk companies was harassing me, and so this is what Coles have to do now, to their milk, so to make sure it doesn’t get tampered with. You know, the Dutch dairy farmers have invented something called “Fierljeppen”, which basically translates to River Pole Vaulting. So that’s what those farmers get up to in their spare time; come up with ways to jump the little rivulets that run through their farms, and they turned that game into a National sport. Compare them to the Australian farmers; you can really see how backwards Australians are, can’t you? Shame on Australian dairy farmer mothers for rearing backwards kids. This Australian behaviour is not going to change unless it’s talked about and dealt with (you idiots in charge who don’t have the guts to talk about this bogan behaviour). So, stop banning me from social media and let me get on with doing what needs to be done, so Australians can evolve into a somewhat “unretarded” nation. {That includes the Australian police; get off your arse and stop worrying so much about comradery, stop using the law to destroy people‘s lives, instead of getting rid of the real “Bogans”.} 26. Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller This PayPal seller , is one of those dodgy sellers on Pinterest, who advertisers’ popular products for only $26, then later states; actual cost is 10 x that amount. She is dishonest, and she may or may not be aware, that it is against the law to sell like that. Products must be sold as advertised cost. You cannot deliberately deceive the customer like that. She sounds like she is from China – where they do not have any consumer laws. So could someone please tell her, what she is doing is against the law. And I know, nobody in Australia would do a dishonorable thing like that, otherwise, they would have the Department of Consumer Laws, on their back. I believe there have been victims, who have paid the $26, and have not received any product. 27. Scam Podcasts Podcasts are a total scam, they’re all about product placement, and they have your IP address, and they know what you’ve downloaded, and who you are, so there will be targeted ads for you - they are sneaky bitches who are masters of manipulation. (Except ofcourse, Stuff You Should Know). I should mention this was back in 2015 or so, when there were hardly any podcasts back then. I was advised there are 1000s and 1000s now. But oh, I did have a problem with the bimbo dogs – they couldn’t but help themselves when they knew I was listening, to insert irresistible product placement Greedy Bloody Women. I can’t listen to podcasts unless the podcast is male, or joint both – yinyang, but certainly not any that are solely run by female, they are so irresponsible - so disappointing. ☹️ Same with audiobooks, some of them are really good, but most of them, I can tell, had been changed from the original, like classics – been changed. And some were specifically targeted at me, and not always re product placement, it was like some people just wanted to talk to me, they were disrespectful, like 12year old boys, only they did not have a childs voice. It was really odd and unwelcome invasion of privacy. 28. Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths New rental, new toilet set up!! Gone is my compost loo, but now, it is quite nice at night in the dark, when I get up in the middle of the night…not to have to worry about compost bugs biting my butt! I have arthritis in both of my knees (and fluid on one of them, whatever that means), So the issue I was facing was pain when I stood from a seated position, including the loo. For some reasons the toilets in Queensland are really low, and one has to squat to sit on one. They are quite4 absurd: built for little girls only. So, I have raised my loo by 15cm. 15cm! I did it with my old wooden toilet seat – 5cm, then, with a Homecraft Raised Toilet Seat – 10cm. So much better, so easy now. Why don’t they make all toilets this size in the first place!! I recall visiting a public toilet in a park in Bundaberg last year, and OMG, it was like the ladies’ loo was built for a 5yr old little girl – setting a new record in how low can a toilet go. Tiny teeny, ridiculousness! Such wishful thinking on behalf of some pedophile council worker in charge of toilet blocks. So then on mine, I attached my handheld bidet, I use it with cotton dry cloths instead of toilet paper - NO TOILET PAPER, less trees to cut, and soo clean – BRILLIANT! Quite frankly, I seriously don’t know how so many households in Australia survive without a bidet. After being totally used to using one now; at a new address, I had to ‘go‘ before I had a chance to install, (I was busting), so was forced to revert to old-fashioned ways and use the traditional Australian loo paper. And OMG! talk about awful! Without getting into too much detail, if you only use loo paper, you can still smell traces of urine. Like it’s 100 times more hygienic to use a bidet. 29. Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports One time my sister and I decided to have a game of tennis. We went up to the local park that had at a tennis court (that anyone could play on - no charge, no one there to monitor it, - and what a really good idea ). So, we played. Now, while I did have tennis lessons when I was younger, I certainly didn’t claim to be proficient at tennis in anyway (chicken arms), and given my fairly uncompetitive nature, I expected my little sister to beat me easily. I wasn’t in it to win it. But what I noticed interestingly enough, as the tennis court was in a public area, there were specific people coming and going nearby, trying to distract me at key times, (yelling out, banging and tapping….) to try and get me to lose. I’m not even sure they would be friends of Penny’s, I’m thinking they were just dogs who play sides (I have mentioned them before, they were on Facebook too, they follow me, and are obsessed with me, and want me to lose in every situation. – unfortunatly not a figment of my imagination, and they have always been female, although this is changing). Then, there were other people, who could see the girls trying to make me lose, and they intern would try and stop them. At this point in my life, I know how rotten people are, so this kind of unsportsmanship like behaviour, didn’t surprise me at all. What did surprise me, was they thought I had a chance to beat my sister in the first place! Lol! And this reminds me of a story I saw on TV with a famous soccer player talking about what he did; A skilled soccer player, was about to shoot, had a clear shot into the goal. The goalie recognises the fact, that at that moment, the contest, was a battle of wills, because both of them were equally skilled, and so the goalie had to do something to interrupt the kickers train of concentration, and thought process, and imagery. So, he cleverly came up with a tactic to distract, and that was to do a little unusual dance just before the kicker made the kick. Goddamn sneaky, and smart, and very affective, and I wonder why nobody has thought of it before, albeit extremely sportsmanship like, but I guess when the steaks are several million dollars, players aren’t really thinking of sportsmanship like tactics. And another one, that I found extremely hilarious, {I was laughing about it for weeks}, and still do; a famous basketball player would use his “image transfer” skills, to show opponents he was going to take the ball left, but then in reality, he turned right!! So, they were already headed left, and he was off, clear path down the court!! Perfect use of his skill! For history buffs; James VI and I (King of Scotland), and VI King of England, and King James I of Ireland – {all the same person}, who wrote the book "Demonology", and caused unspeakable carnage for 100’s of women. YOU LOOSE. The intangible is not evil. 30. Bush Turkey at Sarina Can’t blame the Bush Turkeys. Why do the rail workers think it is perfectly acceptable to beep their train horns multiple times at 3:15 am in the morning? Yoo Hoo – IT IS NOT. They would wake up the whole small town of Sarina. Are they socially retarded? Yes, they are. And are they trespassing on all the sleeping citizens with their imposing behaviour. Yes, they are. {When I first heard them, I thought they must be beeping at all the wandering drunk loosers to get off the tracks. – 5 pubs in this small 5500 populated town. 5, 5 pubs.} Every night I am woken up, if it is not the rail workers, its something else – I am so sick of being disturbed during my sleep. (aaahh – yelling really really loudly) Finally after two years, I figured out a way to get rid of the train problem, and it was by simply stating on my blog, after I'd mentioned that I've been banned everywhere online, as bullies do not want the public to know what I have to say - so after that, I said “apparently the rail workers read my blog with great interest, and toot with every new story – they like to say whether they like they story or not like it!” and ever since I wrote that, I haven't heard a peep out of them! Lol Plus, I've just discovered my new thieving neighbours who have stolen food from me since when I was living at Colosseum/Miriam Vale, are moving in 2 months’ time - so thank goodness, because chain-smoking is truly disgusting. Every time they light up, and 1 is unemployed, so here all the time, bored and smoking, the smoke just comes directly into my carport area and then into my desk space, and kitchen, and then out through the toilet - it is truly disgusting. I have to hold my breath and race to shut the door. And I start coughing if I can’t hold my breath long enough. I mean talk about "poor conditions", and living in a "poor" area. In my opinion, this is truly the epitome of "poor" - having to put up with somebody else's chain-smoking smoke - it's disgusting. I put in a complaint to the real estate to extend the carport petition all the way to the roof, so the smoke wouldn't come in next door, they said no. In fact, they didn't even say no, they didn't bother getting back to me, and I had to ask them a couple of months later as to the outcome of my request. NO they said. Ray White Real Estate this is. Not sure if it is related to this smoke story, I suspect it is – old man related (socially retarded non-thinking old man who don’t like women related, rebellious kind, like maybe the kind you might find working on the railway? {Suck it up normal ones who work there, it’s for the greater good} ). So all next month, there was burning at night, every night, and it has been a putrid smell, of toxic plastic, so not bush fire smell. Absolute disgusting people burning off disgusting pollution. Perhaps I ought to have updated my blog with this story at the time….. I have had not had any more problems from the Bush turkeys digging up my plants after writing this either! Life Stories P17 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17 (this), LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

emilyconstancebieman, life stories, About P2, Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers, if you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) About P2 Ok, so now I will continue with my photo stories; 1. Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women Sydney Australia Fashion House Bims: I went for a job interview here (Image Clothing/Howard Showers) and you wouldn’t believe what these bimbos did; before they got the person who was interviewing me: they got some stupid leech dog who was following me, (they allowed her) literally stalking me, across the city, I assume she must’ve been from Centrelink, (she was – a continuous problem, she had brown hair, freckles, kind of short), to interview me. They pretended she was the supervisor (what the?). This girl was nothing but a total pervert, she went through my whole resume and asked me 50 million questions most of them really quite personal, especially interested in money, she was offensive and invasive, and then after she’d finished, they passed me on to the ‘real’ person who was actually doing the interview, btw I got the job and worked there for 14 months. I have since left and have worked elsewhere. It is only in retrospect that I can see clearly what happened, and it is no wonder Image Clothing has closed. How dare they set up a fake interview with some stupid little leech dog that works at Centrelink (or worse, she's probably one of those stupid little dogs that steal from me? maybe even a neighbour at Petersham?? I can't believe the stupid women at image clothing would do that? fucked girls fucked women.) See, I am surrounded by morons. (One woman who worked there needs special mentioning, she was pregnant with brown hair, I can’t remember her name - brainless woman BRAINLESS.) -and no, not the 7mnth pregnant one downstairs that smoked – see, surrounded by fully dysfunctional people in the fashion industry). Actually, I want to mention a bit of a secret that went on there, I suspect it did in a lot of others to; the designers would travel over to Europe and or America each season to see what the latest fashion trends were, they would buy a whole large suitcase of clothing, come back and copy it all, perhaps they might change a colour or a button or something. But it was really a bit of a scam in my opinion, as a young designer. It was basically about having a shopping holiday for the designers, and you know their own ‘personal lifestyle’. So not only did the designers in this company have the cushiest job, and the easiest job, but they got paid the most. This whole structure just didn’t make any sense to me, it still doesn’t - although I think it basically goes back to oppression in Australia, not thinking that they’re good enough to do it themselves, and not being encouraged in schools. I know in my public-school education there was certainly no encouragement for creativity or design, in fact it was kind of looked down upon. And a fear of being creative and different was instilled. However, the designers in that company were all from overseas anyway, perhaps a Tall Poppy thing, but really, Australian education does not prepare one, for those kind of roles, it’s like, there is a pre-existing social structure, and a typical girl from Australia is not going to be even considered for a ‘money’ job. Actually, I recommend not working in the fashion industry. Women in the fashion industry are uncouth bitches anyway, private school does not prepare you for such a world. I did wonder in retrospect at my parents encouraging me to go into the fashion industry, when they just spent all that money on a private school education, and people that work in the fashion industry and notoriously the lowest paid females, not only in Australia, but in the world. It just doesn’t make any sense at all. Having said that, I feel you could be successful in the fashion world, as in your own business, if you have a mentor. Someone from the industry who is very familiar with how things work - the rag trade has a certain way of working and a young graduate is clueless about how it works. One would need connections in China too. I want to mention, also, I worked in a different fashion company, Gazelle near Botany Bay, there was a ‘mousy’ girl there who was my assistant for about 3 days. One day she gave me a lift when I had car service and she charged me $2, she was very odd and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole some mambo labels in a very sneaky bimbo way, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her several times working has a checkout chick in shops that have stolen from me in Gunnedah, either at checkout by putting items through twice or pickpocketing from my bag, plus my 10 white 500ml coffee cups were stolen by someone in the fashion industry, and it’s possibly her? High bimbo dysfunction, can’t remember her name unfortunately. I think she followed me up here in Queensland too, but since I’ve written about her in this image story. I’m pretty sure she’s gone, can’t say for certain but just a feeling. One of the fashion houses I worked at was Discovery Clothing, the girls were very curious about me when I started, they were not quite bitchy, but certainly wary, threatened and a little hostile, but the main aim was to find out how much money I earned. When I told them (that’s the kind of frank and honest person I am, btw - way too naive in my 20’s) and it was relatively low, like minimum wage, more or less, around $22000/year) So then suddenly all the girls relaxed and were nice to me -so it seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, they are nice and respectful to you. Can you see how ridiculous women are? How stupid they are? How LITTLE they are? By the way, also that company, the women in charge of payroll, didn’t pay me the first week I was there, when I asked, she said they will pay me 2 weeks, next week. But after 2 weeks, still no pay-packet, I went and asked, oh, they forgot, next week they pay. So, this went on until after one month and they finally paid me, but they only paid me for one week, and they said when I leave, they’ll pay me that additional 3 weeks’ pay. I would just like to say a big FUCK those accountant girls, they are thieves, I hope they get cancer and die. I would also like to add, management was snobby and unapproachably bitchy, and I would say most definatly knew the little game the payroll girls were doing– fuck all of them. By some miracle, that company is still in business, I guess since they actually paid, more than some fashion houses…. Here is a good spot to literally talk about the meaning of fashion; if you’re a woman in her late 40s and no longer slim trim like a woman in her 20’s, good luck trying to purchase clothes from those big clothing manufacturers; it’s impossible, it’s like they stopped at size 16, so if you’re an 18, forget about it. It has occurred to me and why they did this, and is because young women who are skinny, size 8, 10, 12, 14 and 16, are the only women stupid enough to buy fashions each season, so the retailers take advantage of their naive shopping habits, and make money from them. They don’t make enough money from sensible women who are happy to have the same T-shirt for three or four seasons or whatever. 20 years. Anyway, back to the point of this photo story, and that is LEECHES who follow me around, with my clear example at Image job interview. These leeches have been following me and stealing from me for over 20yrs. How totally inadequate are the Australian Police, how inadequate is Australia? Is this what they do in other countries?? I really want to know, are there leeches who follow single people around all the time in England and America?? What about Vanuatu? I have complained so many times, so many times they did nothing, I had to literally take matters into my own hands; get a camera, take photos of these stupid bimbos and put them up on social media, and name names – it is the only way they will stop – %&$$& little cowards. Leeches: non-thinking DOG people who latch on to me, because they have no brain to speak of, and will chase, attack and will not stop until target is dead. Just like a dog chasing a smaller creature, same thing, they are animals. Leeches is probably the best word to describe them, sucking my blood, wanting to know EVERYTHING about me, stealing my ideas, doing the opposite of what I was thinking in a rebellious manner too - there are some women, especially in the fashion industry, particularly from Bonds, who later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) {as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT} Anyway, so those bitchy insecure women try to come up with plans/ways to make it look like, it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, (they go to great lengths) that they have a lot of people fooled. (Hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, fucked government. I really do recommend NOT having kids. BTW, what happened at Image as I explained was probably not the worst thing that happened while I was there. I was put on a salary ($20 more each week than the minimum wage) then expected to work 12hrs overtime every week, with no overtime pay (50hr working week) and work the occasional Saturday without pay - which IS NOT ACCEPTABLE WORKING CONDITIONS - and yes, I do know about what goes on in India (they try and make you feel guilty to get you to work harder. {Actually, I have to mention a despicable thing that goes on in India, is those trashy Indian mothers have kids, for the soul point of getting them to work for them; be their slave so to speak as soon as they can walk, it is bad there, so I saw on the ABC}). Anyway, the owner of that company Image, was Allen Green. But all the people involved will be in major karmic dept. (I left the fashion Industry shortly later and became a nanny - better money! Seriously, I had 2 full time nanny jobs for about 12mnths, that both paid better than my fashion industry wage, plus no stress there, no stupid bitchy colleagues either) I have to say, looking back, what an absolute waste of my time and energy working at that company. And perhaps, better off being unemployed than being used in this manner. Although I did get a good insight into the way the fashion industry in Australia works, back then the sewing piece work, was still done in Sydney. And after that nanny experience, it was confirmed, that my feelings about the fact that I did not want kids, was set, I really do not want kids, and from witnessing those parents and families, I was assured I was not going to be missing out on anything, quite the contrary. Also, I feel not having anywhere to live while I was working down in Sydney, as in my own home, in my own community, a place where I felt I belonged - was probably the number one detriment and the reason why I didn’t last in Sydney for longer than 10 years. (I guess aside from the LEECHES. I mean, what, do they see a single woman on her own and immediately just start following her? Do they have a brain at all? As that one at Image was not the only one, there was heaps). Anyway, I’m not quite sure why this connection hasn’t been made in society. And why people think it’s acceptable to send young girls off into the city to rent and think that it will just work out - maybe it does work out for other girls, but from where I stand looking, there’s no chance it would or would’ve worked out for me. IT IS NOT OK TO FOLLOW ME AROUND YOU STUPID BIMBOS I mean maybe there is a large sector of the community that think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and normal? There seems to be so many people who do this, female especially, I can only assume that they do think it is normal behaviour. Well guess what – ITS NOT. There is no invitation to follow, stalk, harass me, never was, never will be. So, unless I actually invite you to follow me verbally or written, then DON’ T DO IT. Incase you have not noticed from this Blog I love being on my own, I relish the peace and quiet. I seem to be different than most other people in this respect, they seem to think being around other people is a good thing – well I do not think so, and I know it must be hard for people with big heads to grasp this; but I do not want your company. 2. 2nd image: School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one At the all girls boarding school I went to, there was no tolerance for stealing. In my year, there was one girl caught stealing, and she was expelled immediately. I am going to put that story here; It was year 8, or maybe 9? (1988?) We were away on a school excursion for a few days; I can’t actually remember all the details. But in retrospect, I believe the trip was because some of the house mistress’s knew that’s some girls who attended, came from circumstances who did not have typical “family life”, and so they wanted to give those girls, in particular, and everyone I guess, a sense of a family holiday, and joy. {I found later, people from public schools, have preconceived ideas about the type of person that goes to a private school, they are usually completely wrong, and that above, should give one a little insight to the varied and different kinds of people and reasons, that kids attend a boarding school}. So, anyway, they can’t really justify taking girls on a holiday during term! so I recall they called it a cultural trip and we did ‘cultural’ things, like an art gallery. I really can’t remember most of it, I guess because it was fun! But, one day, one of the girls stole another girls necklace, I think it was a necklace, and somehow the chaperone knew who stole it, (guess who, Miss Goldman infact - messing in our lives the whole time we were there). Anyway, that particular girl was expelled immediately and sent back to her parents right then and there on our trip. I feel, as a result of this zero policy, that was why there was hardly any theft at all, at that school. Zero policy. Good policy. But I would like to add further to that story, how did they know who stole it? Did they get a confession? I mean that particular girl who was expelled, if I recall, I don’t think she was well liked, so maybe someone knew how to manipulate the situation, to get rid of her. The sinister nature of women, and little girls, is becoming more known, the older I get. Although possibly that girl had to come up with something extreme, so as to get herself out of the negative situation, she was suddenly in? knowing full well the consequences “oh well if I have to leave….” As in her sneaky plan, because it’s not good for her mental health if she’s in the situation where she’s kind of shunned by the other kids, so it was her plan to save herself as she knew she would be expelled if she stole something? So, in my 6yrs there, that girl was the only one in our year that got into trouble, most girls just didn't get into trouble at that school, there was no such thing as detention at that school. Actually, there was 3 forms of discipline; expulsion, being the most severe, then suspension, and then a discipline card. I don't remember anyone being suspended, no one was suspended in my year, and I don't remember anyone in any other years being suspended either, it is a kind of gossip if anyone gets into trouble, the whole school knows about it. However, my friend and I got a discipline card, and it was for ordering a pizza! There was a new rule in school, they had been talking about it all week "you are no longer allowed to order pizza at any time, except on the weekends". And my friend and I we just heard "pizza", and so we decided that we should order a pizza, (!), and of course we ordered it for Saturday night, at 8 o'clock. We not stupid. But unfortunately, the pizza place delivered our pizza on Friday at 8pm. For some reason we ordered it on Friday arvo, (I'm not really sure why we did that, young girls not knowing the rules of pizza ordering either!), the pizza arrived when we were not there, we were in the middle of prep, so the pizza guy disturbed the teacher with our pizza, the same one who imposed the whole rule in the first place! - also we had to pay for it, but we never got the pizza; guess who scoffed it down all on her own? yes the very same teacher I've mentioned previously on my blog for numerous inflictions: Dr Scarf (actually not a teacher – she seemed to do nothing but was Chief Dog with personal vendetta against Emily Bieman {maybe she was used by other teachers to have a go at me - as dogs are used}). Mmmm first dog problem!!! So, we got into trouble, even though we didn't even order it for Friday night! And a discipline card involves taking this 'bad' card with the bad thing that you did, to every class, and getting the teacher to acknowledge and talk about your “badness” then sign your discipline card. It is a form of humiliation punishment. Infront of the teacher and infront of the whole class. School teachers are big on humiliation. They are hopeless people. Clueless about it even how to discipline. Humiliation tactic is a big no no when it comes to disciplining a young person. Although I liked their zero tolerance for theft – the rest of Australia could learn from this technique. I tried to find out whether they still do this humiliation tactic, and there were a whole series of rules for discipline listed online for that school; they now have detention! I still saw the word “card” and “discipline” but not exactly together, it was a little vague, I'm thinking that they would still do it, they're very old-fashioned. But I noted that there's a whole heap more rules they have about discipline and it's seems to be quite different from back in my day, like I was reading it and feeling that a lot of girls must get into trouble now, whereas back in my day not so much. And I also got the feeling that the tactics that they said online was pretty much a load of bullshit, like it was just what you would want to hear, but what they do in reality would probably be different. I have some experience with many different sectors of people now, so far as women looking after children, it gets way worse, way - there are a lot of really hopeless people out there in the public sector, people who don't have any discipline whatsoever, and all sorts of abuse is going on. Many times, it’s simply from not knowing any better. I mean my next-door neighbour’s grandson would be in the public school system at Sarina, and talk about useless, they thought it would “fun” to turn my veranda outdoor aquarium, heater up, so it cooked my fish. Boiled them alive. Funny they thought. Harassing me all week long at nights, with a fire in their backyard. That's the quality that the public system and bimbo mothers in my neighbourhood are producing. So, I can't complain too much about humiliation tactics by powertripping women of 40yrs ago. Glad I did not go to a public school or co-ed. I suspect now, as a woman nearing 50, I think there’s like a whole network of older NEGS girls who try to act as big brother (big sister), they’re really like interfering, and are often not very nice. I believe it’s come about because a lot of the girls that went there, had family who didn’t really give a shit about them, and so those girls latch on to the school community with extreme ardour, and still do when they’re older. I believe this was encouraged repeatedly at school assemblies by Anna Abbot later the school principal, she would often talk about “the School Family”. She was a bitch. So, here is another theft story, with a school girl who never got caught. She never got caught because her victims were not other school girls, they were retailers (!). There was one disgraceful girl at school, who I’m pretty sure, would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars from the little shop across the road. She was completely unhealthy, that girl never used eat dinner, she would just go back to her dorm after dinner and eat candy bars every day. And one time we were shopping in Tamworth on a Saturday morning outing, and I didn’t know it at the time, but I was used as a distraction while she stole from the shop. It’s unfortunate how you can only see things in retrospect later after the event has happened. And I only went out shopping with her twice, and on both occasions, I inadvertently saw her shoplift. I believed she used other girls in this manner too. That girl really needed to be held accountable at the time, right there and then at that age, is exactly when she needed to be scolded and reprimanded, and she needed to be scolded by me, her peer since obviously her parents were failures. She really needed a good yelling, to point out to her how unacceptable, unfair and wrong her behaviour was. So, while I didn’t even know what was going on at the time, and so a part of me doesn’t feel responsible for this girl, but another part of me does, it’s like, my fault that I didn’t reprimand her at the perfect time in her life when she fully needed to be kept in check, because certainly at a boarding school, nobody else is going to do it, - not all girls had house mistress’s who were OBSESSED with them, (and isn’t odd how some people can get away with ANYTHING their whole life, whereas others, like me, not only can’t get away with anything but they get done for things they don’t even do!!}. Your crazy! Anyway, also because I was not fully awake back then (sleepy beauty) I didn’t say anything, and she most likely has gone on to steal more and more, and used other girls in the same despicable way. I think she may have even turned another good girl, Ally White, into a bad thieving companion friend? She continued to do it because she’s always gotten away with it, she probably still continues to do it today, 30 years later. What a hopeless mother she must’ve had. This girl was friends with everyone, people like her (often a common thing amongst ‘badies’ – they know how to play the game, and be popular). WE ARE NOT FRIENDS – I would never be friends with a shoplifter. Here is a good spot to mention this story: in year 7, in the first term, all parents are required to drop their girls off, then leave and not communicate with the girls at all for that month, or was it the whole term? I can’t remember now!! But this was the tradition, to teach the child that their new home, their new family, their new connections, are at the school now. Their ties to their parents are well and truly broken. I recall 3 weeks before that first term ended, my bag was packed ready to go home for school holidays. No one else had packed yet. It was basically because I didn’t like the school. Ripped out of my family unit like that, how could anyone. But it’s not like I really complained or told anyone my personal feelings; I was perceived as a happy normal healthy child who had made some friends already too. You know, I don’t think even I fully knew my feelings, we were always kept so busy – and then there was horse riding…… Looking back, I am not sure what my parents were thinking really. I can only assume mum thought someone else would take over all; caring, nurturing, responsible, loving duties, in order to continue the raising of a child. OMG - she was nuts! Possibly delusional, as if that is going to happen with someone else’s child. Such wishful thinking. That school is a business, it is run to make a profit and to provide a number of woman, staff in the Armidale community a good income and a certain ‘status’. STATUS. Throughout the 6 years, in fact, looking back, if there was ever an opportunity to do an activity outside the school, no matter what it was, I would put my name down to do it! I found myself sometimes in some strange situations, like once I was singing as a part of an Armidale Community choir, (I really have the worst voice in the world, just ask the girl standing next to me!! J) Oh, that reminds me of another story that seems to be missing, I was actually kicked out of choir in primary school, all the kids with bad voices were sent to a room, and gets this, to sing songs! Mmmm, yeah, that makes sense. That was Gunnedah primary school – such bad standards – Teachers with NO common-sense at all). Anyway, strange situations; I guess, that’s why I did rowing. And there was that time where I helped the school principals husband, Dr Gross, do his cemetery research at a cemetery in Glen Innes! There were probably quite a few other things but I can’t remember them! I really do have natural instinct to “ To make lemonade out of lemons”. I put that down to a loving family environment, and mums “Life Be in It“ attitude!! But really had a quiet loathing of that school, and that is even before the other cruel things that happened there came to light. A bunch of girls all living together – as if that is going to work. DER FRED. I’m going to share another little story, even though it’s a little embarrassing for myself. When I was about the age of 3yrs, still young enough that family and friends, when they saw you would come along and pick you up and go weeeee, and twirl you around in the air. So, we were at this party and my young cousin and I had been relegated to the attic space to play. In amongst the owner’s gym equipment, there was a big glass jar full of shiny coins. I wasn’t old enough to grasp the concept of money but when I saw those pretty shiny copper and silver coins, I just had to have them, they were irresistible, so I stuffed as many as I could in my pockets and sleeves. A little bit later when we were downstairs ready to leave the owner saw me, he came over to me picked me up to say goodbye, he twirled me around, and went weeeeee, and guess what, all the shiny coins fell out onto the kitchen floor! Everyone was standing around, I was completely embarrassed, as immediately, I knew I done something wrong, because they weren’t my coins, and even though nobody said anything implying that I had stolen them, everyone knew that I had, or at least the owner certainly did, he must have. I was so humiliated and embarrassed that I’ve never stolen anything since. (of course, later and now, not for embarrassment reasons, (in case you haven’t noticed, I pretty much don’t give a dam what people think of me), it is just so wrong to take something that does not belong to you, not only on a moral standpoint, but on a spiritual level). I had a mother who knew how to raise a child who doesn’t steal too; I remember being young and I was standing in the shopping trolley cart as mum was taking us around the supermarket, and we got up to the baking aisle, my favourite aisle, (even as a young four-year-old or so J), I decided that we should get some food colouring, so I got a red one of the shelf and put it in my big front pocket of my new home made apron, instead of in the trolley, not really thinking, but glad to use my big pocket - certainly not meaning to shoplift it. But we both forgot about it by the time we got to checkout, and on the way home, mum noticed that the red food colouring had leaked all in the big pocket of my new apron, and she said this is exactly why; it’s because we forgot to put it through the checkout - bad things happened to those girls who steal, a sign from God! I still believe her, and this is part of the reason for my Blog - so many stupid women with hopeless mothers who steal from me - SAVE YOURSELF SOME PROBLEMS AND STOP STEALING. 3. No photos of the next one, no camera back then! Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan One time when I drove down to Sydney, I was doing a course for a part of my job’s provider thing at GJS Group, Revesby (Screen Printing course). Since I had time to spare, I stopped off at The Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan, and had a look around – huge, and not yet very impressive, it was still too young then, plus staff there persecute single ladies that attend on their own. The guy at entrance was just plain rude, plus he followed me around in his work Ute (the place is huge). It amazes me how people can’t handle a woman on her own; get a grip and deal with it Australian simpletons - they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons? bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) While I was there, I also had some weird girl following me around (? – actually that happens a lot wherever I go, I call them DOGS) and also some devious looking skinny goth guys with black hair that were all dressed in black (BOYS IN BLACK) and seemed to be ‘angry’ about something (?) and certainly not the kind of people you would expect to see at a botanical Gardens, they didn’t even venture into the gardens; they were lurking around the carpark near my (black) car (they probably can’t handle women who drive black cars either). Later that day I got really sick with Flue, and I believe one of those guys broke into my car and spat in my food that was just sitting on my front seat in my car. (I believe they made a changed movie about it; Men in Black with Will Smith. The real story is what unfurled that day in the gardens. Will Smith, who then later, much later, did signs clearly stating he was going to help the blondie steal from me, I assume he was talking about my landlord, and, yes, this is what they do, certain people with way too much money and time on their hands, and influence over other people - play sides. They gang up on someone their ‘victim’, and they do despicable things, and since I am single, I am their perfect target - this was the reason why I had planes flying over my house spraying toxic poisons, this is the reason I have so many people stealing from me, THIS IS THE REASON THAT one of my water bottles was contaminated with urine, this is the reason why any meat I purchase from Woolworths is spoilt, this is the reason why my garden was stolen from me. It’s because of idiots in the movie industry, MORONS Well, I definitely have to mention, there are many many really nice super ones in the television/ movie industry too. Actually, now is a good time to mention this: there is currently some stupid bimbo in the TV/Movie world who is on a rampage and personal bimbo mission to do the opposite of what they’ve done in the past, so if they have been nice in the past (helpful) then they’ll do something disrespectful, like steal from me. Or if they did something nasty to me in the past like those fuckhead boys in black, then they’ll do something ‘nice’, their definition of ‘nice’ is usually putting on a good movie, and so the whole of Australia ‘wins’, which is why there’s a reason for treating me disrespectfully, so they can watch good movies. (I suspect this is also the reason why they stole my Celosia flower seeds BIMBOS) It is a game for bimbos, but like how I got rid of Heath Barwick and Cathy Goldman, I will get rid of stupid bimbos in TV/Movie world – actually, by just writing about what they do here, has so far pretty much been key. Not sure why, I can only assume they are coward bullies who thinks no one can see what they do (nuisance trucks still have not stopped) (Twice I got sick when I have travelled, and I have only travelled twice in the last 30yrs – not a coincidence – evil is prevalent in Australia) Australians are really backwards. WHO exactly is the STUPID RETARD responsible for those people harassing me like that? WHO! COWARD Persecution. I believe it may have been Centrelink related, stupid bimbo nazi dogs that work for Centrelink, who were following me to see what I was doing. All involved (if it were up to me) would be severely fined. See, I told you, truly persecuted all my adult life, just for being single (I AM NEVER GETTING MARRIED YOU IDIOTS deal with it). But this incidence has really affected my whole outlook on life, I no longer can go to Botanical gardens – or ones that I can’t stay in my car at, and I love gardens. I want compensation. BTW, since I wrote this and asked WHO, the next day I received a strange email with a list of about 10 names, but when I went to find that email again, ofcourse it was deleted, and the only name I remember was Nick Cave, but there were also male politicians names mentioned, so I am not sure if some girl was sending me a joke, as I know it is mostly women who harrass me, and not politicians. Plus I did see 2 older women acting suspiciously, who I would say would be more likely responsible, 1 in the gardens, near the swings, and one at the hotel the next morning. 4. Got carcam shot at next Botanical experience: Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 25yrs later, a second attempt at a Botanical Garden - another example of persecution DOGS FOLLOWING ME AROUND, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Try not to jump to crazy conclusions as you read this, infact you may have to read my whole blog before you can understand it and realize what’s going on. And writing about it, is combating these tormentors, this is my aim here. Persecutory Dog hiding as I drive by, so I do not see her properly and get her/him on camera - this is one of the dogs that follows me around wherever I go, waiting for “fuel” I told you – I literally get followed around wherever I go, and have done so for the past 30yrs. So, I know exactly what they are like, they are extremely predictable if you can see them (most people cannot). This time she was waiting for me to take something out of the botanical garden, like seeds/foliage or duck weed, - but since I did not, she does NOT get a shiny new car, she only gets that bomb you see. Piss off. Get a real job you stupid greedy bitch (half those people seem to want to kill me, the other half seem to want to torture me into perfection I DO NOT STEAL – EVER! Those people do not need fuel, they are haters, and will find ANY excuse to persecute, like how I mentioned before, “well she did not smile at the checkout chick, or say hello to some complete stranger on the street” – it is persecutory game for rich people and or board housewives, (how should I know how they find these people?) and they work in the TV industry too, I mentioned before in my ‘banned google reviews’ about that blonde old woman from Tessuti fabrics who was harassing me, she later appeared on ABC TV harassing me when I had a bath (as in I should not have a bath as there is not enough water. FUCK, what business is it of yours if I have a bath or not, you do not get to decide I how I use my tank water you stupid stupid stupid little dog, fuck off). Anyway, back to this particular day - SO, this does not mean whenever a girl drives past me and beeps in a shiny new car, that I have stolen something, it’s the opposite, meaning the shopkeeper/sales girl has stolen from me in the form usually of overcharging at checkout. Also, I should mention, while I have these types of Persecutory Dogs, it means I do NOT have other types of zombie bimbos harassing me at that place, some kind of weird ‘trade off’ – way out of my control. If you read my “Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan” or my Petersham photo story, you’ll see my usual typical problem I have in public spaces. At these Gladstone gardens, whilst I could not walk around due to my Collapsed Arch, I did get out of the car to eat, and I was not harassed that whole time (except there was heavy machinery work going on nearby). I think they may work in the radio industry too, as I have persecutory truck drivers that drive past my house and beep their horn, especially on Sunday mornings – radio related, they stealing something, not sure what. Possible stories from my blog? They are idiots. If you have something to say to me, then bloody say it to my face – DON’T BE SUCH A COWARD. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s was because I had a charcoal Daewoo hatchback, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse, as in cat and mouse games. I truly am living on a planet filled with idiots and morons. Also, I sense they feel they are doing a ’public service’ as in being righteous and helpful, they can’t see that they are being predatory, controlling, invasive and nazi unwanted. 5. Next image is of a sword yielding school teacher; Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Public School Teachers - (if your child is small and shy, he/she will be victimized by teachers, it is a given, moth to flame situation, powertrippers can’t help themselves, teach your child to be outspoken in preparation for school) This is how they teach at Gunnedah public school: (Public school tactics) the teacher will find someone in the classroom, usually the smallest kid in the class, often female, and pick on them. Every time they get a question wrong, they will humiliate them and make a big deal over the issue in front of the whole class, and often too, the teacher will go to lengths to set the child up to fail, asking questions they know the child will not know, and then chastise. The teacher will do it over and over again all year long. They do it for the sole purpose of scaring all the other kids (mostly the boys because they’re so bloody lazy) in the class to do their work, otherwise they will be humiliated like this child (otherwise known as the ‘Whipping Boy’ – this happened to me in grade 4 by teacher Debbie Croft at Gunnedah Primary School, scarred for life, (also, with this teacher it is a little complicated, as she was completely stupid, so thus was manipulated by the little boys in the class, BTW, if those boys get away with that; then when they are adults and much stronger, they do all sort of extremely passive wicked things to women and children) Teachers think there so smart, got all the kids figured out, but they don’t. They don’t take into account unseen things like a child’s ‘will’ and how they can bring their intention to fruition. Also I suspect, actually, I know one of the reasons why she enjoyed humiliating me so much, aside from her ego power trip, was because I had a happy childhood, and very healthy - my mother knew how to raise a child, she stimulated and taught us before we started school, so I was self-assured, and smart, in my own way (I was still pretty hopeless at maths due to my previous school) But it was this self-assurance that she didn’t like, particularly because, (1) she could see my clever mothers influence, and (2) I was hopeless at maths, and (3) I was also hopeless at Gym, and she taught at the local gym centre, and (4) I wasn’t one of the cutesy types. It’s a case of “how dare she be so happy and confident” (like to point out, I was not an outspoken type who would annoy the teacher with attention seeking antics. I was quietly assured.) This teacher had an issue with little girls who aren’t cute, cutypie, cutsie, yet still confident - and this was another reason why she chose me as her whipping girl - this particular teacher, and I am sure there would be many more, particularly female, who would note this appearance factor about a child, and won’t let that child ‘shine’ -they will favour and empower the pretty little girls, and be quite passively malicious to the not so cute girls, insinuating that a plain girl is not as “worthy’ as the cute little girl. If you note, with some teachers, like this one, the marks for those girls who aren’t “gorgeous” looking will be lower than those that are considered pretty. I can’t believe no one has noticed this and done anything about it. Department of education; you’re a bunch of bitchy little girls who are asleep at the wheel. YOU HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT TO TEACHERS IN THEIR UNI COURSE. Also, whilst teachers do this, some of the smarter little girls in the class pay full attention to this passive social dysfunctional norm. And there were some little girls in that classroom that I have later had experience with as an adult and a whole “you’re not worthy” issue. It is because of that stupid bloody teacher and ones just like her. I need to point out, there are others, many, that could not see what was going on, and who weren’t the chosen “whipping girl” and saw Debbie Croft in a “golden light” they have no idea what she’s really like, in fact I think at one point, later after she retired, she was awarded some sort of teaching award by the Australian Government. You can imagine how that outraged me. She should not have been a teacher, or around kids. She did not have any kids of her own. I feel Debbie Croft may have experienced this when she was a child, and has passed it on to the next generation, due to the total ‘unawareness’ mind set, of that generation. I believe that generation came from a generation where the cane was frequently used, and ‘misused’ by powertrippers. Religious schools were particularly hideous when it came to psychological abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse. My uncle has told me some grave stories indeed. I only wonder why it has taken, (is taking) so long to get this part of people’s lives RIGHT You have to talk about it. The silver lining; a BIG thankyou to Debbie Croft, as she has enabled me to be one of those girls who is NOT the ‘teacher’s pet’ type, and has NOT that ‘need to please‘ that a lot of women suffer from. Also, because of her, whenever I speak now, I say what I think rather than what I think the other person wants to hear. I find now, a lot of adults when speaking to me, say what they think I want to hear, they lie, it is 2nd nature to them. Which is silly. It is a plus in life, saying what you think, it leads in the end to personal happiness. People who were humiliated as kids, grow up to not give a shit about what people think about them. So, it’s a huge plus being free to do as you please rather than concerning yourself and restricting your actions because of what other people might think. (Good thing for you I am not an axe murderer). BTW, that teacher left in 3rd term to travel and we had a substitute teacher – another example of Gods hand stepping in (finally). And I should mention this teacher may have had a problem with me because of an incident that happened with another teacher at Limbri School, when I was five. So, I had a distinct distrust for teachers - and I believe she picked up on this fact and resented me deeply for it, as she wanted to be worshipped by the young girls – a lot of adult females who take a jobs around children, suffer from that inflection of wanting to be worshipped by the young girls – in my experience. (Unmarried women should NOT be allowed in the classroom – I believe they are putting in teacher aids now, well that’s something I guess, but, this teacher used to co-conspire with 2 of her colleagues (Tydd (single) and Hill (married) ) to come up with ways to humiliate me, not kidding, staff meetings on humiliation tactics, I have a few other stories, but I will leave them out) Plus, I think Debbie Tydd is stalking me, I saw her at Gladstone (could have been a look alike? Have not seen her since I was 8, she had dyed blonde hair now and made a reference to how ‘poor’ I must be.) – but I think she, amongst a group of women is one of those cunts who tries to “teach me a lesson” any opportunity they can get, like those power tripping fucked in the head mothers who have a “project” child; like those women at Bundaberg court, trying to show me how to ‘win in court’? Possibly she is alongside Amos, I can’t remember her first name, she was the singing teacher who booted me out of choir!! {Is this a "thing" I mean a weird thing that teachers do; stalk and follow past students to see what they're doing? I complain on my blog about seeing Cathy Goldman who was stalking me; house mistress from school. I saw Dr Scarf at the bank apologizing to me. I saw the reverend once as well, stalking me at this fabric shop in Surry Hills, Reverend Wern, he was the school Chaplin. Just weird. Actually, there were some other few bad things that happened that year in Primary school, my sister almost died in a choking incident, it was horrendous. Later at the Christmas party, I choked on a lolly in the classroom. I was also sexually assaulted in Wolseley Park by one of the boys from the B class in our year. And I believe it’s all related to Debbie Croft, ‘willing’ misfortune, because she was single. Like I, who am single; and I have dogs that follow me around everywhere I go. I have people who drive trucks who follow me around – total socially retarded types. So, as I do, so did Debbie Croft, and it’s these entities that also wreak havoc, but I am aware of them, she would not have been. She was not. As people have heard about my choking stories, other choking stories, come to light about their kids choking, and when you stand back and look at the big picture, it’s truly like there is some sort of evil unseen entity going around choking children. So, I’m not really sure if that’s true, or maybe children just need to learn how to eat properly, and not move about whilst eating. Watching my cat, I know she never walks around eating, so I’d say that’s possibly more the problem, but you never know. J I want to mention 2 other wicked things that teachers do, the first one is someone else’s story; the teacher started picking on a kid who was fat, just a little, but the other kids picked up on the ‘tone’, and so then started bullying the kid too. The teacher set the ‘bar’ so to speak, as before that, the kid was totally accepted for his size, by all the other innocent 6yrs old. And; some teachers handicap kids -the smart ones, ones that are good at sport, they handicap them so the ones that never win, can have a chance of winning. I feel this is really disgraceful. Handicapping someone who is fully capable- has dire implications that is far-reaching into that child’s future. I was too young to fully remember one of the examples that I’d like to tell you but they definitely did it. I noted it at least twice in my Primary school. It also teaches kids, it is OK to handicap someone (I was later handicapped in my left foot by a deliberate act - my boots were deliberately made faulty to cause Collapsed Arch - unable to walk/exercise for 5yrs now, age 48) (my garden was amazing, you silly little jealous twits) And along the same lines as my ‘gold star dog’ theory, if you’re familiar with that; Teachers brainwash kids into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. (CBA staff do it big time in the banking world too) They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid and brain washed by ridiculous primary school teachers. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off the most. So, they ‘handicap’ other people who are winning in life, they copy the teachers. {old men do it too, ones that hate women, you know those men from the 80’s} People handicap other people, in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but ridicule and gossip, is biggest way amongst women. Btw, my mother at the time knew something was wrong at school, she didn’t know what, she didn’t know how to approach the issue at my school, she couldn’t approach the school, let alone stand up to teachers. Women, mothers, weren’t empowered to do such things back then. Also, the school system was very ‘anti-parents’ at the time - as in ‘we are the teachers and we know best, so stay out of it’ – they are so cocky and arrogant from all that power tripping and lording over kids. I’m not sure if it is still that way, I suspect so. The only way she knew how to deal with the problem was to become involved with the school, and she became the school secretary, the rest of my schooling was changed for the better after this happened. But my mother played a big role in my education as she noticed, along with this incident, and another incident that happened when I was 5 at Limbri school, I had issues with listening to teachers, and she help me greatly especially with reading, spelling and homework in general, lucky for me she had a private school education {BTW, we were tested at age 5 for IQ, I scored extremely well, my parents thought I was some sort of genius! (such wishful thinking, I think!), but apparently due to that Limbri power tripping teacher, I developed a FUCK YOU attitude when it came to learning} So, my mum, truly, mother of the year. She is worth mentioning as I suspect, like me, she too probably had dogs trying to ‘discredit’ her at every turn, and she runs rings around most other mothers/teachers. I later found a letter after mum died, in the family filing cabinet, it was a letter of thankyou from Miss Tydd the teacher and then the whole class, I will put it here and here is original: To Mrs Bieman, Thankyou for your help during the year. Miss Tydd, and Tina Brooks Angela Xidas Christina Kilpatrick Stewart Brady Grant Worboys Anne Horwood Rachel Davis Daryl Clark Hayley Barling Ian Hausfeld Peter Schofield Tania Gold Carmen Scully Susan Pryor Darryl Gray Emily Bieman Jason Brydon Carl Doring Elizabeth Donnelly Kirrily Clark Leigh Lamey Nigel Green Rebecca Evans Fiona Pine Melinda Underwood Karen Birchall Andrew Breckenridge Mandy Withers Trudy Cully Lachlan Heywood Simon Parkes It was so amazing when I found this letter, it was like 30 years since I've seen or spoken to any of those kids, and reading through their names, I can picture every single one of their faces, and I can remember each person - some of them are a little vague, but I can still remember them. And 3 of them; Christina, Fiona and Melinda, went on to the same school as me for secondary education. Mandy was the one who saved me for when I was choking and went on to become a nurse. Angela was my best friend at primary school, but we kind of lost touch after we went to separate secondary schools. I remember Jason was a total flirt. he loved women, wonder if he still does or if the reality of the world has sunk into him as well! J I have no idea what any of them are doing now, but it would be interesting to know. They were all a bunch of really good kids, no thieves amongst them. Although Angela later warned me, to stay clear of Simon Parkes, he is a definite bad ass ! BTW, teachers are amongst the top 2 paid female professions in Australia. And I personally believe this is the case, because they winge and moan, so the government gives them more (they are teachers, they can come up with tactics to get more money) But, they winge and moan, not because they think they really deserve more - they winge and moan to try to validate their bad teaching behavior, and all their social discriminations, social dysfunctions, that public school teachers have inflicted onto the next generation of sweet innocent kids, - ruining them. A lot of teachers I’ve encountered are in it purely for the money and the power tripping. They’re not in it to depart knowledge, wisdom, information, or education. If given a choice between working as a teacher or staying at home doing what they please, most would take the latter option. But of course our society dictates we need to make money, so this is an easy profession for a lot of women. This is what the real-world dictates and I know if I had kids, I certainly won’t be sending them off to school on their own at age 5 -would you send your five-year-old off into the real world? that’s what you do when you send them to school - with teachers from all sorts of backgrounds with all sorts of motives. It’s not like a school is some sort of magic environment where everything is wonderful and perfect and your child can have the best chance of life possible, and I’m only talking about the teachers here, don’t get me started on playground antics. I want to add Debbie Croft is the same teacher who had a bee in her bonnet about teaching the whole class ‘big words’. And so one holidays, my cousin Sebastian and I, were having a fierce spelling competition, and ofcourse I whipped his butt due to Debbie Croft’s personal mission, but it was grandma who couldn’t handle the fact that I, a mere girl, beat him, (precious Sebastian, her favourite who was going to be a lawyer when he grew up). She was so upset she stormed off to the kitchen and smashed her glass into the sink. Sneaky Sebastian…. possible sore loser…. 6. No image on this one; Everybody needs to read this – Harassment Laws I have been harassed so much in my life, and the stupid bimbos doing it, would not even know about the legality of what they are doing. Such is the nature of stupid women in Australia. IT IS ILLEGAL TO HARRASS SOMEONE HERE IN AUSTRALIA This is taken from SAFEWORK.NSW.GOV.AU (but they keep changing their wording slightly), also a lot of gov website describe Harassment as something only associated with sex or race, but IT IS NOT, it applies to any situation, inregards as to what you are being harassed for. All my neighbours need to read this, aswell as my landlord, plus Australian politicians, TV network industry and old men. It seems most people I encounter needs to read this. (Can you see why I often feel like I am surrounded by morons?) HARASSMENT What is harassment? Harassment is verbal or physical behaviour which is unwanted and unwelcomed. Verbal harassment may include: Repeated suggestive comments; Jokes or insulting remarks; or Persistent personal invitations or requests. Physical harassment may include: Deliberate physical contact; Persistent staring or rude gestures; Displaying sexually graphic or offensive material; or Destruction of personal belongings. How do you deal with harassment? Don't ignore it! Do something to let the person know that you object to their behaviour, and that you do not want it repeated. See your teacher, or another senior officer on the Campus, and discuss the matter. Harassment and the Law Harassment has been made unlawful by the NSW Anti-Discrimination Act (1977), on the grounds of: Gender; Race; Marital status; Physical, intellectual or psychiatric disability; Sexual preference; or Age. 7. Next photo across above, shows my family with our cousins, the Bones; Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids (endeavouring to rid myself and other victims from bullies) btw, I did temp nanny work briefly, I worked for many families, and I would say out of all of them, only 1 mother really knew what her kids were like! The others just saw what they wanted their kids to be like! This is an area that needs help. Evolutional help for mothers. Talk about family budget. Teach about the value of money, give them an allowance and use it to discipline (more effective than spanking, or grounding, and do not use FEAR to discipline. ‘Free reign’ goes a long way, don’t keep your kids on a leash, do not 'ride' them, then you’ll see, they will be able to make the correct responsible decisions, and won’t need to act rebellious). It takes skill to be a parent. Teach them not to steal. How to save for what they want. Not to be jealous of others; stick to their own plans/goals, not be concerned about other people‘s business. Make sure you can provide at least a deposit for their own home at 18. Choose friends wisely, but don’t be rude. Be involved with child’s homework and generally keep tabs on what they’re doing and making sure that they’re understanding everything as they go along each year (preferably home-school them but not all parents are that savvy!) You have to answer all their questions! Ensures by the time their child is ready to leave the family home, has at least 4 or 5 tasty healthy dishes up their sleeve. Knows how to iron their own clothes, clean own space, and clean up after themselves in any situation, without being told. Encourage the child to find, then do what interests them. But push them into something if they can’t find anything, certainly make sure they do a sport of some sort, if not 2 or 3. Make sure they read every day, and have a Library card. Encourage them to dance around the house, teach them how to be happy and how to see the funny things in life, how to make a witty joke; how to ‘fly’ - I don’t know, maybe install a flying trapeze setup! Don’t be a “no you can’t” authoritarian with them all the time. Teach them to communicate, be honest and say what’s on their mind – start before they can speak! talk to them about life in general, how you feel that day. Surprising how bad people are at communicating. Encourage them to stick up for anyone being victimized. Don’t laugh at them or they’ll feel like a loser and develop overweight problem. Teach them how to be respectful, polite, and well mannered, how these tactics are used to get what you want in life -it is a game. Teach them the difference between strength and bitchiness. Gradually make them aware of politics and how the country works. Teach them, not everything you hear on the news, is going to be true, because everyone has a hidden agenda. Don’t hide the truth, ever, they can handle it. Treat kids like small adults with respect. No ‘pretend protecting’ them by hiding information, I see TV shows with parents hiding conversations from kids. Indeed, I remember my parents once closing the doors off so that the kids couldn’t hear the phone conversation that mum was having, at the time my grandpa, mums dad, passed away, and she didn’t want any of the kids to find out, or really no doubt, to see her emotional, which I feel is really ridiculous because you’re placing shame on emotion and teaching shame. Be honest, don’t lie, this includes illegitimate kids (no inbreeding in the future!) When they are young before age 5, especially make sure you play with them, sing with them, inspire and stimulate them - this will ensure that they do well at school. Get them to read to you. Make sure they are outspoken in preparation for school, and not shy. When you make the decision to have kids, your life is now 100% about them, till they leave the nest. Of course, make sure they’re getting the right nutrients, 3 meals every day and limited processed foods. Teach them the value of why they need to eat properly, their body is a temple. Eating healthy is an area that low-income people can do too; thus, you can elevate your child’s ‘abilities’ into a high-income arena; so, they can compete on an even playing ground. Teach them about marketing people, and how they’ve got young people brainwashed through television ads, billboards, school and social media conversations. Don’t be a marketed sucker (or a fashion victim). Children are not to go on Roller Coaster rides. (bad RC experience!) Awaken your kids; the world doesn’t need any more sleeping beauties. Teach them about human connections and people who do reflections. The importance of ‘sound mind always’ as they will need all their wits about them, to be successful. Teach them the Psychology of bullying, teach them empathy, to ensure they don’t bully other kids or animals. In brace people who are weird and different. And how to care for the planet. Teach them how to be a good loser. Especially teach young boys how to be respectful to girls / women concerning sexuality. Teach all about sex, there is to be no shame. Teach empathy. Avoid using your kids as a power trip; having a bad day? don’t take frustrations out on kids by yelling. Your job as a parent is to ‘empower’ them, so they can grow up and do what they want in life, be responsible for their own actions. But, speaking loudly is important, to encourage wakefulness; yelling gets their attention, your allowed to yell, let them be loud. Teach about adults/ teachers who will want to use them to power trip, how to best deal with them. Make them be always aware, if they’re feeling uncomfortable or in pain, in any situation to say stop, and get out/ leave/deal with the situation. Make it your job to find out what your child is interested in so you can help them determine what career best suits their personality, be very involved in their transition from school / college to the workplace, make sure they have an understanding of workplace conditions, wage, super, holiday, sick pay, etc etc. Teach about the wicked ways of the world, wicked people/employers/lovers, who will want to use them. Teach them about power. Teach prudence, and or abstinence. Encourage contraception, and the importance not to have children unless you have a committed partner, proper income and a caring nature. Children are NOT for everyone. Be warned, after creating such perfect kids, you yourself will have problems with other jealous parents and teachers! And btw, if you’ve had your kids on a “leash” you read this, and suddenly “unleash” them - it’s not going to work, you’re going to have all sorts of problems! Hence why some kids act out after leaving home. I recommend reading up on how to raise kids, before you have kids. And if you were abused as a child – do NOT have kids; you will subconsciously pass along abuse behaviour whether you want to or not. 8. Lastly, that final image across that row above is an image of my 'sabotaged' work boot; Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot After two years of living with a sore foot, and the doctor was unable to tell me what was wrong. I decided that I should put a posting on a Facebook forum (this was before I was ban from Facebook). This is what I said; For all the people who are concerned about my health - Could you please pray for my sore foot. (Note the people on this forum had previously accused me of having mental health problems when I put photos up of stolen items – they stupid stalkers). This story is really tedious, only a very patient person would be able to read the whole thing. There was an accumulation of events which has caused major injury – like those ‘King Tide + big storm event = extreme circumstances and damage’ that you have heard about on the news. About 3 Summers ago I started feeling some discomfort in my left foot. I just assumed there was some little pebble/stick/seed/dirt that had got in, between my left foot and my Crocs holy shoe, causing some irritation on the bottom of my sole, so all summer I was forever taking my left foot out of my shoe, scraping it on the side of my leg to try and remove any bits of debris - I didn’t really pay much attention. One day I was inside the house in bare feet standing around the table by the big window in the living room, and next thing you know I felt this sharp stabbing pain in the side of my left foot and I looked down, and I somehow had managed to tread on a size 3.75mm knitting needle, it went straight into my foot about 1cm deep (strange bird behaviour from outside the window?). So, after a few limpy weeks, the injury on the outside part of the left foot healed, there was still a little inflammation on the inside or maybe fluid retention- I’m not an expert on injuries. But just as it was healing nicely, I was outside in the chook yard collecting some plums from my plum tree when a chook distracted me (strange bird behaviour again), and I managed to tread on a pruned branch/twig, and it went straight through my croc’s shoes and into the sole, about 2cm away from where the previous injury had been. So, this double injury became some sort of internal fluid mess, it was very painful I couldn’t really walk properly. Then the agitation I had experienced before that, what I thought was a summer seed, was getting worse and worse and finally I realized on the sole of my left foot there was a big lump and it was really painful, so then I assumed, it must’ve been a seed callous from those little bumps on the croc shoes, but it turned out to be a reaction to the homoeopathic medicine I’d taken, and it caused a big huge planter wart to grow (I was wrongly diagnosed by student/supervisor homeopath at the St Leonard’s Institute – whole other story). So at this point, my foot was quite a mess. Now to top it off, at this time I had my 25m long lap pool up and running (my pride my joy, to sort any back problems, and it did). But I had a low-flow pump on it, this means I had a lot of cleaning to do by hand, so I would spend at least 30 mins every day that summer walking up and down the pool sweeping up any dead bacteria to one end, ready for vacuum – I actually enjoyed doing it, any pool related activity was fun, but, as after about 15minutes or so, it did get a little cold, and I found myself walking up and down on tippytoes, and it was this stretching of the foot, plus my initial injury (still unsure at that point about what that was – but later I saw it was a hole in my workboots, a 20c coin sized depression on the inside sole, plus all the other stabbing injuries, suddenly my foot said NO! NO MORE, and it totally spasmed out, like the middle toe stuck right upwards, there was all strain along the arch, I was “what is going on with my foot?” as I stuck it up out of the water. It threw its final tantum in the pool. I did visit the Doctor, a few months later, as it had not heeled; taking advise from my new landlord (I did have to move twice in the meantime on my sore foot) and he had no comment about the sore foot – he did not notice the problem. Dr Gittoes. But he did advise me about the planter wart - and taking his advice I applied Salicylic Acid to the planter wart. I watched it eventually fall off and then grow back. (Salicylic acid does not work at all on planter warts, why doctors would suggest using Salicylic Acid? It just doesn’t work.) DOES NOT WORK. I knew from experience when I was 17, the only thing that rids a planter wart completely is actually homoeopathic medicine. As I now no longer trusted homeopaths, I did some research myself and came up with Thuja, so the pain from that 2yr old planter wart stopped after a week from taking Thuja, thank goodness, (I did not have that lump that whole 2yrs) but it’s too early to say whether the whole thing will disappear. (It did after 2 weeks or so – I have to add, I took 4 little balls daily after dinner for 4 days, in my experience that’s the way to do it. However, the instructions on the thuja bottle (from the chemist) said to take 4 balls, 5 times a day for 4 weeks – which is WAY too much, and you will most likely give yourself long term side effects if you took that much of any homeopath medic.) So, update at this point; a little birdie later advised me, that the hole in my shoe (that was causing that initial irritation), was actually caused from the planter wart penetrating into the memory foam of my work boots, and leaving an indentation. If you ever experienced a plantar wart, you know that they are full on rock-hard areas. At the time I heard this I was a little skeptical, thinking that someone had sabotaged my work boots because there was a big issue about unemployed people receiving free workboots (a jealousy issue), so someone had sabotaged my boots. But I think after thinking about it over some years, the indentation theory is probably more likely because it would be quite hard to put a hole in someone's work boot like that. So in the meantime the rest of my internal injuries was still prevalent, and to add to the 2 stabbings, I again trod on a big tapestry needle into the same spot as my initial knitting needle stabbing (that only went .5cm – again, strange bird behaviour), and also, one pitch black night when I was out chasing the cows that had got into the garden, I trod on a wire basket that had been moved by the cows into the middle of the yard, again in the same spot on my left foot, and again adding to the fluid and inflammation that was already in there causing pain. So, I have had five consecutive injuries on my left foot, and in the middle of this I had to re-locate houses 6 times, YES 6 TIMES, so my left foot hasn’t had any rest and hasn’t been able to heal properly. So, this is why I posted a picture of my left foot, so I can ask everyone out there please pray for my left foot and that it gets better soon, and no more injuries occur. Many thanks So that’s what I put up on Facebook, almost, without the updates. I did not really get any response. One girl suggested I should go to the Dr. I did not explain to her, I did already. (The fact that I wasn’t diagnosed and treated properly had something to do with the fact that I didn’t have any status in society, as I was viewed as single and unemployed, very typical if I ever go to a Dr – there’s no point.) Also, I have to say something about the bracketed strange bird behaviour – talk about spotting a weakness and picking on it. Five consecutive injuries – not a coincidence. But 1 yr later, I was at the Chiro re my sore back, (no more lap pool) and I thought he seemed quite savvy, why don’t I ask him about my foot, so I did, he took one very quick look, and straight away he said “Collapsed Arch” or “Planter fasciitis”. I should check my shoes for any problems, which I did, and lo and behold there was the hole, the size of a 20c coin in the left shoe, 4mm deep, right under the soft pad part of the foot, and slightly to the left. This hole is the number 1 cause of the foot problem from the beginning, and as the pain started 8-12mnths after I started wearing those new $250 Mack Boots. So, a few months of walking on a ‘hole’ sole, created a weakness for walking on my tippytoes, which is why it could not handle the walking back and forward – my other foot with no hole, was fine with the tiptoeing. In retrospect, just before it all started, I recall hearing someone (still unknown) that they were going to handicap me. I heard this and wrote it off, “handicap me, as if” I am strong like bull! It was along the same lines as I heard them say they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle – again, I wrote that off, as I had totally forgotten that I had not paid my rego, and they did get me - $5500 fine – arss. I am 100% sure this was sabotage by the shoe company incahoots with others. I believe it was done deliberate to handicap me, mainly due to my garden – I won. People don’t like to see single women win. (There was also a possible stilhetto issue, see page 2, aswell as Centrelink Jobs provider issue, re “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, aswell as a gumboot issue, see at the bottom) So, I have left my previous assumption about boot sabotage, because that’s what I felt at the time. And I did literally hear that they were going to handicap me. A pervert old man thing. So, at the time when this happened, my garden was really taking shape, I was starting to eat all my own fresh organic vegetables, my fruit trees were producing stone fruit, I was picking flowers for the kitchen, I was exercising in the pool, feeling really good and trim. My seed business was taking off. I was really very happy and pleased with myself, because this, as far as I'm concerned, is what life is about. I mean if you want to make things difficult for yourself by all means go ahead, but this is how I wanted to live my life, and I was doing it. I really suspect that this is an underlying issue for many people, they don't like to see women win, and women be happy. In fact, it reminds me of this documentary I saw, about gay men in the 17th century or some such time in the past, and they were really vilified in society, and the main reason was because, there was this group of men having fun together, and not having to go home and look after women at the end of the day, not having to look after kids; and this was what really what upset all the old man in the community, it's like “how dare you have fun and be happy when we all have to go home to the ball and chain”. You know, it’s not like the planet needs any more kids! Only a ¼ of women are suitable to breed in my opinion anyway, the rest are too hopeless, they just want to get out of work, and have someone to lord over and control, or, appear normal; not suitable reasons to have kids. I’ve been unable to walk properly for 6 years, (so far) or do any exercise. I used to walk around my garden at Rangari, in the evening, my favourite thing; once I was so happy, I started humming to Julie Andrew’s ‘These are a few of my favorite things’ and thinking to myself, NOW I, have my own favorite things! Including the Story apricot tree as I walked by…. (‘happiness’ drives bullies mad, and they do despicable things to such people – such jealousy). BTW I know there are some people out there thinking I have depts, and this is the reason why I was handicapped! THINK AGAIN - I never have any kind of DEBTS. I am the kind of person when I get a bill I pay it pretty much straight away, always has been the case - Miss Perfect - that’s who I am. That’s why they did it…. (It is not politicians running this country, it is Bimbo Cockaninnies that run this country) HELL with THEM - my garden was gorgeous! Oh, someone else, no names here, said I was handicapped, so that I would sit on the couch and watch my fav TV shows – the more I watch, the more work they got. (6yrs now, a lot of couch tv watching, SYTYCD.) So, I didn’t throw my workboots out until after Dr Mohammed the Chiro diagnosed me and told me to check my boots. So, basically walking around on the cause of the problem for 4 yrs! Major damage MAJOR, which is why it still has not healed (it’s only meant to take 12mnths to heal, but there are at least 2 different types of Collapsed Arch, I had the type similar to what Ballerinas get, have written about elsewhere to enlighten Dr’s, as some are not familiar with it). I did actually request a new pair workboots when I moved to Gladstone (move number four), as by this point, my boots were looking a bit tatty, and as part of my job’s provider, they’re meant to provide workboots, but this one in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk, refused (she was the one that looked like Catherine, from image clothing, where I used to work, that was closed, curse her.) I believe it was her; the jobs providers get people, bullies from my past and insert them in as “case managers”. They are fucked cunts who want to play “nazi”. People handicap other people in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major; psychological torture. Usually ridicule, is biggest way amongst women. Guess they felt they needed to take a more physical approach with me, as the ridicule seemed not to be working. Sticks and stones as mum always told us! I guess they did not want to see a whole lot of gardeners in this country. Stick to the couch, football and booze, NO THANKS. Btw, I also had some difficulties later with diagnosis ‘in writing’ and treatment. The chiro refused to put his diagnosis in writing, and there was only 1 other medical professional who could see the problem, a physio, and he also noted the big toe muscle problem, the muscle that runs from the toe, under the arch and all the way up the leg – basically he was the only person that could see the problem, everyone else thought I was making it up to get out of work, - and overcharged me as a result, or, were stupid, really STUPID, or fakers, fake doctors; fake podiatrist at Bundaberg – stupid women – I will never see a so called female Dr ever again, they are useless, fakers. (None of them btw, could see the lymph problem either) That 1 other medical professional could see it, was a physiotherapist, by the name of Cody Amos, from Bundaberg, I would say, the only professional in Bundaberg, aside from that waxer (never see a female chiro, podiatrist or female doctor of any sort for that matter, they are clueless – they have no feel for their field. Oh wait. I remember a female Indian/Australian doctor I saw in Gunnedah once – another genius) I only have my experience to base my conclusions on. Having said that about the physio, later, it turned out, he was helping the dogs steal my care plan physio appointments for back. Apparently, my landlord stole them Wainberg aka Cate Rogers. At one point in 2022 it started to heel after an ‘accidental’ cold treatment when I was stuck in the ocean for 3hrs, but it later collapsed, in my gungho excitement. I also feel the lack of diagnosis by a GP, is not only to do with inexperience, but possibly knowing about the whole sabotaged boot, as in Drs ‘in the know’, and wanting to protect the “powers that be” who did it. Fear of upsetting the “Powers that be”. Such is the coward nature of most people I have thus far encounted in my life, when it comes to this exact bully situation. Very seldom does someone step forward in a large bully situation and speaks against the bullies, infact I have never seen this happen, ever. Same as playground, adults, still the same. I remember when I was at Rangari, planting all my trees, building fences to protect them, tending the vege patch; Occasionally it would rain, and felt I needed gumboots. At the time, I could not find any women’s gumboots. The only ones I could get were pathetic flimsy chin high boots. It’s like the material that the boot was made out, was probably about 2 or 3mm thick, and the soul was made from the same material and same thickness, more or less. It was ridiculous. I thought if I trod on a stick, it would just go straight through the boot into my foot, I may aswell be wearing bare feet! I remember complaining about it to myself, thinking how absurd those boots are, I thought it’s an area that “women’s liberation” hasn’t yet discovered; Work Gumboots! Now I believe that, all that ‘personal’ complaining about that, to myself, {you know, it’s not like I wrote a formal nasty letter bitching about lack of female work gumboots to anyone !! lol}. So, I believe this response from me, has triggered the “stupid dogs”, to be outraged by my complaining. Somehow it is the fault of the DOGS, that they did not yet make woman’s work gum boots – this is what they must have thought? And this in turn may have prompted them to sabotage, my normal work boots, with a hole in the sole to create a collapsed arch. As I must be an ungrateful person? Now listen here DOGS; don’t you tell me to be grateful about PATHETIC workGUMboots, that weren’t designed for working in. If I want to complain about something, (TO MY SELF FOR GODSSAKES, about anything) then I would have a legitimate reason too. I don’t complain about stupid things. I’m a very aware and grateful person. So, you yourselves go eat humble pie, and fuck off. And if you want to be such perves, then you will get the ugly truth, suck it up. 9. Mothers to blame for a thieving offspring Adjustable pipe wrench STOLEN Similar to this one, taken from farm on Bridges Road, Rangari, NSW (near Gunnedah) By, I suspect, Heath Barwick - no conviction. I’ve had about $10,000 worth of stuff stolen since I moved there, one item at a time, plus I was harassed especially at night with noises from my neighbour, my neighbour was Heath Barwick. (No other neighbours in the vicinity) He had been friends with my little brother at school many years ago, Daniel told me that he used to steal from him back then - why was he not charged back then and jailed? We were never and are still not friends. So, Heath Barwick‘s mother, I hate to burst your marital bubble, but you stupid bimbo failure of a mother, I hope you rot in hell, have you any idea of how much of a thief your son is? How much he harasses and stalks women, how he has absolutely no respect for women at all? His attitude is totally retarded. This is your fault Mrs Barwick, this is no one else’s fault but yours Mrs Barwick, hopeless woman, you should not have had kids. I want my $10,000 back plus compensation for psychological torment. And bunnings bimbos copycats who think “I want to play to” - you stupid little thieving dogs. I wrote this in 2020, after one of my jobs providers, I am fairly certain was in fact Mrs Barwick (?) She did not have the same name, but I was just reminded of Heath every time I went there: she seemed to have the same mannerisms. She did confess to me at one point she used to be addicted and on drugs. My landlord then prompted me to write down what I ought to say to her, if it was her. And, just above, that's what I came up with. 5 years later I need to update it, because, back then I did not realise the full extent, of how mothers are the main problem, the root cause of all these problems I see in other thieving annoying people; it's because of the way they were raised. Someone told me that Mrs Barwick was from the 80s, and she was a hippie on drugs, and that’s why she's a total bimbo and hopeless mother. But this is not an excuse for being a bad mother. Obviously if you're going to take party drugs you can't have kids; only a stupid person would have kids if they are a drug user. Actually, I feel the same about alcohol too, but considering how many drunks there are in this country, no one would be able to have kids if they followed that piece of wisdom. And back in 2020 when I was ban from Facebook, I realise this is a real reason why; they don't want me talking about bimbo housewives, they don't want bimbo housewives to deal with negative issues. They don’t want to upset bimbo housewives. You know it's this very particular philosophy of not wanting to deal with negative things, that makes women bimbos! Such irony. It's not like they are born bimbos; it's over the years they become stupid because they don't want to deal with these HARD things. They become ‘sleeping beauties’. (Unfortunatly some women are never awake in the first place). Now, I can’t compare Heath’s mother to my aunt, as I do not believe I had any of the sort of problems I have had with Heath, with my 2 cousins. But I imagine, in Australia, a relatively wealthy country, this is a common issue: Wealthy housewives with one or two kids, and a husband that takes care of all financial burdens; so, if any ‘uncomfortableness’ crops up, the wife and the husband expect the husband to handle it, so the wife does not have to ‘worry’ about anything. They get into the mindset ‘oh well that's negative, we only focus on positive things - for the children’. They're clueless and oblivious to what they're setting their brains up for: which is bimbohood! They think they're doing the right thing for the kids, but they're not. I call this phenomenon complacency. Housewives get complacent because housewives generally refuse to deal with negative issues, and this very fact makes them stupid. And you might think stupid as in, they just not wise of ways of the world, or how other people live…well, I am talking about that, but I'm also talking about their brain changes, so that they are mentally unaware and part zombie. As an example, one of my aunts is quite wealthy, happily married, looked after and cared for by her very astute husband all her adult life. So, she would have little knowledge of the kinds of problems a single woman for instance has to deal with on a daily basis, like neighbour harassment, {side bar; last 4 days my neighbour has harassment me with extra loud music after I complained about them revving their car to try and get me to garden: playing God….}, having to install security cameras to stop petty thefts, locking all the doors and windows whenever she goes outside, like to do some gardening or put the washing out. Body cams! I bet the thought has never occurred to her that, she should put a camera on when she leaves the car out shopping, because some little idiot is going to break into her car and steal something while it's parked out in the car park?? (Actually, I am not sure she even drives – I have never seen her drive.) So, I guess I'm saying, it's this extra caution and alertness and worry and stress, that makes people more awake and aware. I'm not sure about the long-term benefits of worrying and being alert and stressed! I'm fairly certain it will take its toll. In fact, I have noticed as a general rule of thumb, people who have an easy life, and don't work; live longer, albeit, maybe in a state of zomby. And I also know it's related to control, one person wanting to control the marriage, the other person not having any control, and so it is this factor that puts them to sleep. Marriage is meant to be equal, there has to be equal respect, equal control - for fairness. I will stop now, but I feel there is more on this subject of bad mothering. Compulsory parenting classes for all pregnant women. All. 10. Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Female staff at Harvey Norman Tamworth stealing it from young customers. So, I just had a realisation about who is stealing from me and where they are from (2019). There seems to be a short blonde girl, I guess now she would be in her 40s, but has been following me around stores, mostly in Tamworth, especially Harvey Norman and Bunnings. In retrospect, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t actually work for them but she has friends who work there (how could she be the sales girl at both Harvey Norman and Bunnings) but, let me be clear, Harvey Norman are as guilty as can be - they allow her to basically steal from me in the form of overcharging at checkout. 20 yrs ago I recall paying $5000 for this massage recliner, back in 1998, or thereabouts, at Harvey Norman in Tamworth. There was a little short blonde sales girl, I have a fairly clear memory of her and what she looked like, although I don’t really pay much attention to sales girls, unless we have a specific conversation, but I do remember asking how much was this chair, she clearly said, the cost of this chair was $5000, it was reduced, as it was a showroom chair. Which at the time was half the amount of money that my grandmother had just given me, (she sold her house and was going into a nursing home, she gave each of the grandkids $10,000) I had decided that I would treat myself to this massage chair as it would last my whole life and I thought it would save money from going to a masseuse. At the time I didn’t have a credit card (that’s another story about Commonwealth Bank unempowering low-income women – Goldstar Dogs) Anyway, my sister and I had pre-arranged that she would pay for the chair on her credit card, and I would pay her later in cash. That’s why she was there with me, because I didn’t have a credit card. I naïvely did not check the faded fine print on the receipt at the time. BUT because just recently 20 years later due to an extreme unfortunate series of events in my life (due to more thieving bimbos) I’ve had to really relocate for the fifth time in more or less 12 months, so enough is enough, I cannot keep moving my big huge recliner, my arms have had it, so unfortunately I would have to sell my fantastic massage chair, the only option (which really defeats the whole reason why I purchased it, because it was meant to last my whole life and the chair was still in really good condition and would have done so, but, really, no choice). Anyway, I dig out the receipt and finally read it, and guess what it says $2700 plus $100 delivery! So, this is when I realised what had happened, and in retrospect, that short blonde girl, I’ve seen her numerous times in different shops where I’ve been ripped off, and I’m thinking she was in cahoots with my sister, but I’m not sure because I haven’t seen my sister at any other place, I’ve only seen this short blonde girl, (I mean maybe she penny’s friend Amber, or maybe it was Cate Cameron from my school? – I did not really get a good look – maybe she a prostitute?) she particularly used to be at Bunnings later. And if she can’t overcharge at checkout, she watches what I put through checkout, and if she wants it, she follows me home and steals from my house. I keep a track of everything that has been stolen from me and if you go through the list of stolen items, you’ll see I talk about some short blonde girl (goggles, dust brush….) so it would be her it. And the reason why I have so many items stolen from me is because this girl at Harvey Norman all those years ago got away with it, $2200 profit, that’s a huge incentive to continue doing it. I used to not really don’t pay much attention when I’m at checkout, so now I wear a camera, bodycam, so I can catch anyone on camera, and of course this girl has suddenly disappeared, but I have moved over 1000km from Tamworth. Also, so far, I have caught 2 sales people stealing from me on camera – it’s on you tube, go see. (My chair eventually sold for $400 on gumtree, no-one wanted it, now that young guy who bought it for only $400, will have good quality massage chair for at least 30-40yrs if not more – life really sucks, on numerous occasions) I would like that blonde bimbo to; stop making my life hell, fuck off you stupid little girl – then drop dead. 11. Bunnings Bimbos at Tamworth stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game So, after years and years of thefts, I (with help from certain police) have just had a realization about who is stealing and where they are from. Here is the story. I would categorise myself as one of the “good girls”. I was raised in a loving family, where fighting and bulling wasn’t allowed. I went to a private school where there was a lot of discipline, certainly if anyone was caught stealing, they would be expelled immediately, and I believe in my whole time I was there, there was only one girl caught stealing. Although I do know of one other girl in retrospect who stole a lot and she was never caught or disciplined. But I am definitely opposed to stealing, I would never shoplift from a shop, or take something from somebody else’s house when I visit them -such as I have witnessed other girls do, frequently since. I also do not torment people, and bully them like a lot of women do, wanting to go on power trips, one girl told me I should try it, it’s fun and it’s a good way to lose weight. Seriously that’s what she said – she is FUCKED, fucked in the head. I’m a respectful person. A lot of those “bad types” of bitches would categorise me as ‘Miss goody two shoes’. And the thing about those bitches, if they see someone acting so perfect, it irritates them, it’s like they think “who does that girl think she is” and so they try and come up with devious ways to entrap me. I’m pretty sure there has been a lot of situations where there has been temptation put in my way, but like I said, I really do fit that category of a “good girl” – which was defiantly a good thing I was, as I did not know, but when you’re young, 18 and in your 20’s, and 30’s for that matter, actually, my whole life, especially if you’re on your own a lot, well me! - you have people that watch you, all the time. They are especially intrigued by girls just out of school, alone in a new city (actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish, but that’s just me and my experience.) So, back to my Bunnings Bimbos story - these bitches were so frustrated by their attempts failing to entrap me, - like it really annoyed them that I was not a shoplifter, - after all their following of me was to no avail – they could not believe it, and could not accept it, so much so that they just persisted even harder, and hounded me, and there’s a big gang of them who worked like a pack of dogs in Bunnings; they would follow me around and try to set me up, - it was a competition for them, they really hated the idea of me, some girl out there (single) who was alike the ‘Virgin Mary’! It incensed them! (Someone later made up a joke for me, that those girls must have been so frustrated for following me around for 20-30 odd years trying to catch me shop lift, and because I never did, they most likely have mental health problems now, and they should seek counselling!!!). And, "Stop trying to turn me into the bad guy, you television cartoon superhero raised Superhero wannabe twits". In one such instance, btw, I didn’t know this ‘competition’ was going on at the time, I wish I did, I would’ve done things a little differently this day - when you have a gang of wilful people trying to ‘will’ you to something, only a very strong young woman would be able to not be led astray; but on this particular day at Bunnings, there was about five women, and they knew I needed to purchase some clamps, timber clamps (they dogs). I needed some help as the clamps didn’t have their pins, and this is when it started, the dogs were playing some sort of tag game, getting me to walk up and back from one end of the store to the other, no one would help me, they would hide, and run if they saw me coming, if you’ve ever been to Bunnings you know this could be kind of exhausting, (this was before my collapsed arch, thankgoodness) so actually, I can’t remember the details, but, this blonde guy came down and gave me a pin (I don’t think he even worked at bunnings - in retrospect I now recognize him (practically albino) – he burgled me and my flatmates flat in Sydney in 1992 (how stupid if your albino to enter a life of crime – stand out like a sore thumb). Side bar: So, this is a fully organized crime ring, run by women who get ‘thugs’ to do their dirty work, and I suspect they have connections to the private school I attended, in fact I think I recognised some of the 5 women as old NEGS girls; some NEGS girls have a specific way of dressing. They have money. Maybe someone at that school got wind of the Bonds story below, and advised the school network, who then preceded to think they had to do something about this “atrocious shoplifter” ?? I mean that would be totally stupid, so I guess it actually may have happened, given the nature of most women. Make no mistake these people are real; they also try to steal from me anyway they can. I later recalled an incident at a previous work place, Bonds, that may have triggered it, as those women who worked there, are a part of the dog network. I will now include that story: one day at work I was wearing some white double muslin pants, but being only 19 still, I had overlooked my orange underwear, so one could vaguely see bright orange showing through! – my boss quietly suggested I go down to the sample rejects room (bonds underwear that did not make the cut), and find a somewhat wearable white underpant, off I went. There was some difficulties finding something that was not too badly cut or whatever the flaw, the only thing I could find was a white thong, so I thought I would try it, as I had not tried one before (and, soooo bad – so uncomfortable, all day I felt like I had a wedgy!! Never again!). Anyway, I suspect the other girls that work there thought I had stolen the thong. {Women being stupid medalling jealous gossips as they are}, and this factor may have triggered the dog pack who follow me around? - I know at the time, I certainly was discriminated in the Pendle Hill community, where Bonds was located (by women). I recognized one of those women, I vaguely remember her from bonds, she still has the same short haircut, quite tall and slim still. She was like a territorial dog, (you know, the stupid kind), it was most likely her that thought I stole the thong, and has since arranged a dog network to steal from me? But I saw her later, she was the one who stole my gumtrees that I had planted on the Keepit Dam rd, she was the one who delivered my planters from bunnings and stole my Petunia seedling. I am pretty sure I have seen her countless of other times too. If anyone at Bonds remembers her, please let me know her name, or the police, she needs to be locked up. Fancy harassing some young girl, (at first) for the next 25 odd years. She has a total screw loose. I’m serious, there must be someone who knows from back in 1993/4 exactly who I’m talking about (she did not work in the Design/sample room). You need to speak up so other people are saved from this stupid woman. They picked on the wrong ‘small frame’ girl. I am going to get ya! Btw, these people and the thieving blonde sales girls at Harvey Norman made sure they silenced me by having me banned from Facebook – any new account is automatically deleted within 12hrs, NOW that’s oppression. But I persist, persistence is the key, for people (the actually good ‘thinking’ people) who listen and do something (but since they can’t even get those greedy mongrels to pay taxes, there is not much hope, still, the thieving at my house has slowed considerably since I do not go to bunnings anymore. Back to my Pin story; I did some more looking around and got all the other things I needed, and I somehow ended up with another pin. So, suddenly I had 2 pins, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to walk all the way back from the trade checkout to find the bloody girl and give 1 back (btw, that girl I saw, I don’t think she worked at Bunnings either, she was there to set me up – brown hair, skinny, freckles, she could have been that bimbo from Centrelink that I talked about in my “Bims in Fashion” story or Charlotte Powel?). So, 2 pins stayed in my trolley, and I got home and I had two pins. I did not want 2 pins; I was just exhausted and frustrated by that point I did not think to just leave one behind (wait a minute I thought I did – tucked in the cement rack before checkout? Maybe I ended up with 3 pins??). Anyway, it’s not like I could return 1 the next day when I had recouped, Bunnings was 100km away. SO, I defiantly believe those girls set me up “entrapment” so that I would inadvertently steal a pin, so they could finally be “rest assured” that I was not the ‘Virgin Mary’. Possibly this is the reason why they stole about $10,000 worth of my stuff, and followed me around and harassed me, because of that pin?? (Btw, I would have spent about $40,000 in Bunnings at that time). They suck, I hope those involved, get cancer and die. I later suspect my landlord with a different name was involved Wainberg? And, when hearing my story, someone suggested I ought to have stolen something many years prior, just to get those persecutory dogs off my back!! A joke J. And, that pin was later stolen, then returned to me by Mark Kesby after I moved to Long Cottage, but then was stolen again. Just weird. At Gin Gin, I listed those 4 big 7ft iron clamps (with only 3 pins) for sale on gumtree – an old NEGS girl purchased them at a bargain. NEGS girls persecution. Disgusting school. You, know, who knows, maybe those girls were trying to get rid of old men who hover about in the hopes of finding the Virgin Mary – religious nutters. I wanted to share this story inorder to warn other young single ladies of the sharks out there that are trying to ‘get ya’, and will try to entrap you, so they can have something to hold over you, and someone to prey on: “We want to #^$% with that girl” – a power tripping exercise but, with a pretty young girl. A cat and mouse game, where everybody wants to be the cat – its nazi behaviour. (As you can see, there is no point trying to hold this over me I have told the world J). I was also later advised, re that ‘entrapment plan’, that they do the same with young policeman. They try to get them to do something a little ‘untoward’, so then they can hold it against them for the rest of their careers, building on it even. This is how police get ‘bought and paid’. It’s a huge thing, apparently. And I believe perpetuated by the fact that nobody talks about and warns young people of organized ‘older persons’ tactics. People are caught off guard, then trapped. BTW, the very last time I went to a Bunnings, I was at the checkout que, and they set up this thing to make it look like I told the people in front of me, where to go, so I could go to the front of the queue! (Queue jumping) So, I did not do that, they just made it look like that’s what happened. Not saying that I could not have done that should I wish, but in this instance, I didn’t do it, it was a set up plan. They are big on Set Ups there. I work on a ”as needed basis only”. But you will have to ask the dogs at Bunnings, what their motivation for their setup. And by the way, doing this is not a crime, there are no laws being broken, (unlike theft and pickpocketing which is what staff do at Bunnings – I want my reading glasses back!) - there are no morals being thwarted, and just not morally wrong in any way either (unlike raping a sleeping beauty…). In fact, half your luck if you can make the queue shorter for yourself - if people have been ‘tricked’ into being outed from a queue - it serves them right for being sleeping beauties when they are awake; wake the fuck up. {stealing from someone who is half asleep is morally wrong – can’t you tell the difference bimbos?} you can’t ha ha ahahahah ahahah. Btw, a bird police, told me that they caught that Albino, he is now in jail (even though he was being controlled by other people, women). Betta wake up bims! I want to come back and add to this (2024), because I was advised there are a lot of police who have issues with capturing women, as in they think all baddies are mainly men, so they have no problems in hounding men, capturing them, kicking the shit out of them, if necessary. But they won't go near a woman, even if the woman is completely guilty, they also have got an “automatic something” ingrained in their minds, to leave a woman be. They just won't chase, incarcerate or have anything to do with a female suspect. Maybe this is how they were raised by their mothers? {Never punch a woman}. So, this would explain to me, a lot of the problems in society, especially the ones I have, as it is mainly woman who steal and verbally harass me. I can assure you, of all the evil encountered, there's always a woman behind it. That thinking by those police, is old fashioned thinking. Plus, I need to add, due to my Blog, and all the written ranting and raving, a lot of those stupid women, are waking up to the fact that they fucked up - they're starting to realise that they're guilty (just the beginning, ha). But, so now they're starting to save themselves “oh well she stinks, so she deserves it”, or “oh well she wasn't respectful, so she deserved it”. Neither of course is true. and how dare they try to justify stealing, harassment and general bullying. And it is Bunnings Bimbos, who is also trying to save the evil tart wretched thieves, by telling the world (or anyone whose listening at any rate!), that it's my fault, that those bimbos steal from me. WELL, it sure as hell is not my fault - I'm not responsible for other people’s stupid behaviour. How dare you even suggest it. Just say no to bunnings and all the bimbos that work there. And see how women are such a problem in my life. Following me around for 20-30 years stealing from me because you thought I may have stolen something. You know, if I opened a café that sold really good gourmet lunches – I would make it MEN ONLY, women miss out due their bitchy spiteful thieving little girl ways. Women it is clear to me at any rate - that you are the losers, no matter how many times you drive past my house or follow me down to the street and declare to the world that you won – WRONG, YOU ARE THE LOSERS. And this is not going to change anytime soon, since you do not want to know the truth. Women:Bimbos 12. Thala Resort in Port Douglas refusing service and calling customers DOGS That person who said those vile words a male florist, had someone, a woman, standing right behind them, so the person speaking, in effect, was the puppet, of this other woman. I’ve seen her a few times in the background, she follows me around too, like Cathy Goldman does. She’s kind of plump, not fat, with brown long hair, and I think she’s really rich as she dresses so - well she must be, because she has nothing better to do, but to follow me around, and use unsuspecting innocent people as puppets, to chastise me - this is her main goal in life, she is very sad as I don’t know her, we are not friends, maybe our paths have crossed, I did work in a shop for a brief period meeting many members of the public, I did attend school where many people crossed my path - but she doesn’t know me, so she couldn’t possibly have any ‘beef’ with me, and I make a habit of not doing the wrong thing by people - unless they steal from me in which case I would have no problems putting a photo of her on my blog to name and shame her. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of her. I find interesting about these puppet women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. Little birdy told me, this one in particular, has issues with me being single, and being able to take care of myself, this bird also told me, these women do not usually let me see them, this incident was unusual as I saw her in action. There are multiple girls following me around trying to use their puppet skills onm sleeping beauties that cross my bath – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS, and sleeping beauties WAKE UP. (for my sanity!) Also, when I was updating this, my emails that I was sending through from my device to my PC via the Mail app wasn’t working all those emails I sent disappeared completely. I’m pretty sure this has something to do with the dogs to try to sabotage me -there’s one living next door to me in Unit 2. PERSECUTION, I know one day she’s going to get her comeuppance. Also by the way, I was in my mid-30s at this particular time, and this was the first time I had ever heard someone referring to me or anyone as a dog, actually, now that I think about it, I do recall in one of my favourite movies, Dirty Dancing, there was a reference to dogs, and I assumed they were talking about women that they didn’t find attractive. But this particular woman at Thala wasn’t referring to a woman who was ugly. She obviously has some personal hangups and issues that she should deal with - somethings just aren’t up to her. Who does she think she is. Deal with it scardycat. That paragraph I wrote just above, as well, was deleted, I had to rewrite it; yeah like I have nothing better to do this Saturday morning than rewrite a story that I’ve already written, fuck whoever stole it, hope they get cancer and die. (There was a bit to the story that I can’t quite recall, it was important though, so I’m a bit annoyed I can’t remember it, something about warning young girls about tactics….) 13. Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs I just noticed another piece of writing that was removed from my PC. And that’s where I talk about flash mobs, and it doesn’t surprise me that this was removed, because there was always a big thing after they did it, of telling me, that were going to deny that they ever did it “it never happened”. So, I’m going to do a whole photo story about flash mobs. This started many years ago, and it wasn’t the flash mobs that you know today, and see on YouTube, where a bunch of people from the crowd kind of start singing or dancing or playing a musical instrument - that kind of comes from a place of peace, love and entertainment. It would’ve been some girl, who saw what happened to me, and has decided to change the situation for the better, and created the “flash mob”, and the term that you know today. But it started, NOT FROM A PLACE OF PEACE AND LOVE, but with people harassing me, as I have mentioned on numerous occasions I have “dogs” who follow me around, sometimes, I would have hordes of people harassing me, like if they didn’t think I should go into a particular shop, or if I was going into the wrong street, perhaps took the wrong turn. Literally dozens of people would follow me around discreetly, and descend on me in this vile over-controlling manipulative nazi way. It was about control. Those people were absolutely disgusting, and this is why it has been removed. I can assure you it was organized, (most of the times) those people like to boast about how well they know me, just from following me, watching, stalking me. They know their actions were completely wrong, they were behaving in a total bulling manner, and they’re probably going to cancer and dye. There were a lot of people involved especially female, and also radio and TV personalities. All of those people are fucked. YOU DO NOT GET A SAY IN ANY DECSIONS IN MY LIFE. They know perfectly well who they are. I loathe you. Burn in hell. (It is those people who also steal from me if an opportunity presents) BTW, they still do it, just not with extensive amounts of people like before in Melbourne, they no longer wish to be obvious. Because they know they are causing stress on my life, they know their actions are wrong and falls under the category of HARRASSMENT, AND IT IS AGAINST THE LAW TO HARRASS SOMEONE. Every time I go down the street, I have to be worried about being flashed. I heard one girl on the ABC Radio National talk about it, and she said, it was gang mentality, they kind of lose their thoughts in the greater mob, and do stupid and unthinking things, which I guess looking at the situation in retrospect, that seems to be what happened/s. But I do find it hard to conceive that people would stop thinking just because they’re around a lot of other people, and have probably been manipulated, by one person. I can guarantee you, I would never lose my head in such a situation, and I can’t believe how many stupid people there are in Australia. It’s embarrassing. And, by the way, I certainly am no genius. At school I was an average student, and if I can keep my head in such situations, then there’s sure as hell no reason or excuse for anyone else to lose their heads, and do stupid evil twisted things. You know, now if you have a speech impediment like a stammer or stutter, or even, a jilted way of talking, they know it’s purely from being psychologically abused in some form as a child. The reason why I’m writing about this, is because a lot of parents/nannies/carers/school teachers, have no idea that they’re abusing their child, they just think of abuse, as sexual or physical. But psychological abuse is huge in Australia, it’s huge in the classroom, it’s huge within parents and siblings. And I definitely believe there needs to be an awareness of psychological abuse; like forcing someone to do something that they really don’t want to do, in an iron fist way, is a form of abuse. Basically, this is where my term ‘Nazi’ stems from, from people trying to control other people in underhanded, mean, dictatorship ways. And kids are an easy target – they are prey. But make no mistake, they try to do it to people of all ages. I still see it, and I am 47. This still happens today; it is not something from 1939. Rack off you non-thinking nazis. I mean maybe down there in Melbourne, I should have unwound the car window, and yelled out as loud as I could, “rack off you stupid dogs”, as I drove by, but I really was not raised to do such forms of communications. And like I said those dogs knew already, that they were doing something untoward. So, someone, or a group of people, I’m not entirely sure who, has seen what was going on, I would say, seen it back when I was in Melbourne, because there were a lot of people involved at those times, a lot of people around watching, about 2006 that was. They have taken the idea of strangers from a crowd descending on someone, and have twisted it and turned it into something positive. There were quite a few segments on the Ellen Degenerates show, {Ellen Degenerates problems, bugger off} and of course you can see many flash mobs on YouTube now. If you hear or read anything contrary to this story – its bullshit, those people are trying to save themselves and discredit me. This story, is related: So, at Rangari, I mentioned several times now, how I had problems with Heath Barwick, next door neighbour across the paddock, however the postman claimed that Heath Barwick moved, and there were some other people living in that house, I actually didn’t believe that, as I saw his friends there at one point, but then one time, there were some cars there that beeped and the beep had a tune, a little ditty, instead of the beeeep noise. Also, it played dog barking noises, and they had a 2nd car, that played kookaburra noises. I also saw those cars on prime television news. So maybe, instead of Heath Barwick, I had problems with Prime television people? maybe they were incahoots with Heath? Maybe they took over the house when Heath left, maybe Heath was travelling, who knows? BUT, at my new place here (and, infact, every place I’ve been since Rangari) I’ve had problems with the neighbours harassing me - just like at Heath Barwick, but worse, given the close proximity. So, one day, I walked up to my next-door neighbours, not the ones in the unit, the ones that live above me on the steep hill, because I wanted to see if they can actually see into my unit from the house, it sounded like they could (read my “STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away” photo story). I wasn’t sure whether they were home or not, I waited until I thought they were out infact, as I do not like having revolting people that harass me, in my life. It didn’t look like anyone was home, but there was a car in one of the car spots, and guess what it said on the back of the car; it was Prime something or rather – it was scroll writing and I did not have my glasses, but I thought my cam was on, but later saw it was not switched on (?) so definitely the word Prime!, so, now I am thinking maybe I’ve still got Prime Television people following me around, which is a little bizarre since it’s a regional network for Tamworth (1500km away from here), plus, I believe they have been closedown and taken over by someone else.?? So, the reason why I mention this, is because this morning I went for a walk down the other end of the units, and my Mulberry tree I had planted was gone, simply gone, I looked around for some clues, and guess what, there it was sitting in a bucket outside the girl who lives at no 8! She was home, said she thought it grew from seed so had dug it up (I would say to sell!!) I said no, it is there for everyone, so I took it back and replanted it. It could have been a genuine mistake. As we were talking, suddenly I heard the neighbour who must have sneaked down into the car port area, quiet as a mouse, and they played a beeping noise, as we were talking – now, this, is exactly the type of shenanigans that Heath, or Prime, or whoever, would do in Gunnedah and Melbourne. It’s going to be hard for some people to grasp this, but there are certain dog type people who do signs, it is very common, and most people know about them, but some do not and are clueless, and think that if anyone sees signs, they must be crazy. Well, quite frankly, other way around. They do designs to encourage people, or not encourage people, or say yes, or no, on a certain topics that are being discussed by OTHER PEOPLE, or to say you win the conversation, or you lose, or you win the “power” or you lose the “power” - there’s a whole host of little games that they play, most of them are completely stupid and certainly very disrespectful when you’re talking to somebody else (the fact the their conversation, is none of that persons business, does not even enter into their stupid little heads). They sign in numerous ways like shining lights, playing different sounds (beeping of course – actually beeping is the most common, and the most annoying), but also placing people and or cars in various eyesight, - there is a whole heap of creative things they do, to get their message across. I guess it just must be something that bored other people do, because for me, I would never do something like this. I think it’s bloody stupid, and only stupid people would do it. It is harassment. I mean, is this what most people do when they are bored? sit around concocting signs for their neighbours, with this activity being so prevalent, that the local television network helps out whenever they can? I just assumed I was targeted as I’m single, but maybe married couples do signs for one another all the time? Do they? I don’t remember growing up in such a world, and my parents had a lot of friends. There were no signs, only real conversations. So, I took a photo of all the people who were here this morning, and have noted that number plates, and the next time I see them drive past, I’m going to get their photo. Allthough it did occur to me that the beeping noise came from 108 and not Sams direct neighbour? – people wanting their neighbours to fight? 14. No image with this one; The internet and social media - hand of God. Facebook deleted my account. I have been banned. Every time I try logging in to my account or creating a new one, it is deleted within ½ hr, they have turned me into their personal IT Nerd Cat and Mouse game. (I have created countless accounts and my profile on both Facebook and ebay after my account was deleted, and without fail after every new replacement account, they deleted it. So, I have given up creating any more accounts – they are time wasters. Facebook; run by oppressors and little girls in high school who have overcontrolling domineering mothers/teachers, and of course lazy drunk bitchy housewives who spend all afternoon perusing the Facebook forums whilst sipping martinis. When someone steels from me, no matter how small or trivial an item, I decided way back in 2015 or so, to call the police (I realized I was being organized targeted, and I would need help) - I do follow the correct course of action by reporting crimes to the police - actually, I tended to drive the police a little nuts about all of those petty little items. But, well at first, in Gunnedah, the police didn’t do anything, that’s why I’ve relocated impart - apparently, it’s because everybody likes the thieves and knows who is stealing from me, (my neighbours) -but as they are popular and rich, they’re allowed to do as they please and get away with it. But posting online has made a huge difference - thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards. Cowards don’t like attention being drawn to themselves, so I’ve noticed a big reduction in the theft and harassment since I’ve been posting online, especially photos of stolen items – so before when I did nothing, items that had been taken remain stolen, but since posting on social media and kicking up a stink, naming suspects, many of the new stolen items have been returned, especially items that are unique and easily identified. On certain forums, in certain communities, I did get quite bad reactions, when people saw about my stolen stuff and my complaining, they really took offence about that fact that I was trying to do something proactive to combat the thefts. Some community‘s got so offended by my whingeing about stolen trivial items; whole conversations involving quite a few people evolved into a mass kind of bullying, and picking on me. I don’t know if they were trying to get me to stop posting online, but I wasn’t concerned about these people picking on me at all. Even though there was a lot. I just kept going, on my mission, I’m not so easy intimidated by online anonymous idiots. But it was so bad, and in such a public view, that one day, I had the police come round to see if I had committed suicide! They were literally scared because the people on the Facebook were so revolting!! I laughed and told them not to be ridiculous, and actually those people trying to harass me and torment me, didn’t realise it, but they were helping my cause, by attracting attention to it. The police wanted to know if I was crazy for putting those trivial items on when I was getting such a negative reaction - those police were not able to see the big picture. Probably did not believe anyone was stealing from me, infact the Constable did not, he flat out told me! (One of the others later told me he had his head so far up his own arse, he couldn’t see anything!!!) By the way the worst Facebook group was the community at Calliope - oh my god, such haters (and I suspect all stupid female bitches). Social Media was another instance in my life, where I can see the hand of God stepping in to counteract powertripping bullies. But I have been ban, and can no longer go on Facebook or ebay. {It seems to me it is way too easy for some little bitch to come along and destroy someone’s business /reputation/life, in the form of making a false complaint to admin. Having said this, I make a lot of complaints and my complaints are never false. But what I want to say, if someone in position of Power receives a complaint, (and there are many different types of complaints, but some are so blatantly bitchy), that person of power, instead of doing something, just has to shrug it off, and not actually fire the person, or ban the person, or do an investigation, or, do anything major. I mean maybe you can take them aside and ask them about it, but it does not have to be a major reaction to every single bloody complaint - it’s not up to you to control the whole world, and be a dominating nazi. If you’ve been reading my blog, you can see it’s not just one person ‘picking’ on me. All retailers in Gunnedah and Tamworth were stealing from me, all retailers, in general stealing from me, neighbours are stealing from me, they think it’s a game and they all want to play, they have no regard for anyone else, for me, for my feelings about the situation of being picked on. They are completely stupid SELFISH, and all will be burning in hell. But since there are so many people that have been stealing from me, and I have started to name names - a lot of people who are guilty, are popular, well-paid people in the community, who have a lot of friends, not to mention popular people from the entertainment industry, who have extreme amounts of money, once I think I saw young prince William driving just ahead of me in the Hunter Valley (I have a personal nickname for him now “Wombat killer”) And those people, I would say, they don’t want to be named and shamed by me (because I don’t care who you are, I don’t care how old you are, if you steal from me or harass me in any way, I’m going to put your ugly mug (if you’re pretty I’m going to make sure the photo is blurred or something, showing your ugly side – there are heaps of pretty young women stealing from me), and your name on the Internet, and it’s going to be around for all eternity, and for everyone to see. And you have only yourself to blame; if you don’t want to be named and shamed in such a manner, then don’t act like a stupid thieving bully. So, there have been ‘people in play’ who follow me online and make sure I’ve been banned from social media, especially Facebook, as Facebook reaches, practically the WHOLE COMMUNITY – it is very powerful way to get you message across. (So affective) The main way they go about it, is complaining about me to admin, and admin just go “oh okay” and then ban me! - they haven’t really given any thought to my content they just hear the complaint - they are so completely stupidly idly led and manipulated by whoever is complaining, that they ban me. So, even though now we have the fantastic internet and ‘social media’, (rather than only 1 oppressive news source) -really nothing has changed from the heretic days of burning the witch at the stake, only now, instead of burning or stoning; exclusion and theft is the ‘punishment’ for being outspoken, honest, different, and AWAKE. But exclusion in itself is not a bad thing, if you can live your life out of the idiotic community, then half your luck. I just also want to say, before I was ban on Facebook, I was on the Agnes Water forum, how dare you tell me that I’m crazy, under the guise of mental health - you’re nothing but a bunch of stupid bullies. Same goes with Bundaberg bullies, in fact after my brief time in some of the Bundaberg forums there is no way I would choose to live in Bundaberg. While I am a huge fan of exposing the truth in public, naming names, (and I do) I hear that people have been taking the whole ‘burning the witch of the steak’ in other forms on social media, like humiliating them for accusations of racism. So, I imagine that would happen, humiliation is by far the number one way to punish someone, as no one wants to have anything to do with someone who is being ridiculed and humiliated, they will run a mile to be as far away as such person (treated like lepers). I’ve heard people get fired because their employees don’t want to be associated with someone who is in the process of being humiliated - such weakness and coward management behaviour, btw they have no right to fire someone for this reason, and they’re definitely opening themselves up to a lawsuit if they fire someone who’s been ridiculed on Facebook. There are truly evil people out there who know how to manipulate Facebook to get what they want and those ones that are still on Facebook, they haven’t been banned. Powers that be only pick on easy targets like me. I also have to say when I first started writing on Facebook, I didn’t really give too much thought to my style of writing, it’s only over a little bit of time I have realised that so many people are watching, that my writing should be improved. So, Facebook has helped my writing skills! By the way, I no longer call the police about stolen items, as their patience has run out and they no longer want to do paper work for small stolen items, (lazy) particularly ones that are returned 3 months later (they think them lost; they have no idea about passive aggressive bullies, and people, who think it is fun to steal small items with the intent of psychological torment.) Infact whole other story involving disgraceful bulldog police Sharon Morgan abducting me and incarcerating me for 7 days to determine if I am of sound mind – which btw, I AM. Total human rights violation. Starving cat. I also believe people from Facebook who wanted me to shut up, were incahoots and manipulating naive Sharon Morgen. Not to mention, a stupid short blonde bimbo who I have previously mentioned on this blog. Later someone else also told me it was Sharon Morgan tracking me online to make sure I was ban from all social media sites? I believe the police would be able to do this?? That one had a bee in her bonnet about me – a dog with a bone situation. Idiot. Later I was told the police wanted me to ‘band’ together with someone, and become a vigilante, to go and hunt down the people who were stealing from, and beat them up in order for them not to steal from me again - take matters into my own hands, and leave the police out of the petty thefts (Well forgive me for thinking, I thought that was the police’s job.) Anyway, on Facebook, there were too many female hall monitors playing the exclusion game and just being basic bullies, I really think Facebook Groups are the epitome of female bullying (this particular personality trait of women BIMBO needs to be brought into consciousness) – I want to name and shame those ‘nazi’ admin, as excluding someone from their local group is a despicable form of female bullying banned me FOR NO VALID REASON (aside from the DOG NETWORK - the grape vine of bitchy women). Classifieds banned me, so now I have nowhere to post my 2ndhand items for sale (except gumtree – but there is something weird going on gumtree, all the people that contact me from gumtree possibly are thieves? Definatly liars, they pretend to be interested – really not sure what that is about, Jo, Lisa, Rebecca Sims, matrymcgown, Tim, Veronica Daniel, Lorikeet, Brendon, Andrew, what the?) So, not being able to sell my 2nd hand goods, as been extremely wasteful (I also consider that a form of theft – Facebook theft) So, stop this female manipulation of dogs banning and bullying someone by picking on them, as if they were Jewish and the time of Nazi regime (or a lepper from back in the bible days). Has anyone been to Hong Kong and been to those big marketplaces that they have? imagine if they were females policing them, saying to members of the public “you’re not allowed to come in here because we don’t like you”. That’s what they do on Facebook - they are truly nonthinking stupid women and it is such despicable behaviour that I can’t believe it goes on in 2020. So, all in all, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s actually best if I do not go onto Facebook, because there really are some stupid people in the community, who can’t see what’s going on and how they’re being manipulated. In fact, I strongly feel now that I basically, I ‘win’ if I don’t go onto Facebook. Same as how I ‘win’ if I am out of the community in home and work. Dealing with bullies, thieves and tormentors through social media (using cameras too) is a VERY effective way to cut them down. Most people wouldn’t have a clue about the bullying that I have experienced, in the form of theft, and verbal harassment on the street whenever I go downtown as I am followed (and in my neighbourhood at my home) most people are clueless about this type of dysfunction, so to be able to do something about it through cameras, internet and social media is absolutely a brilliant GODSEND. I truly can’t thank the Internet and body cam enough. Even though most people do not like to hear the ugly truth, (I blame morning show television for this, their target market is mothers, and they should be telling stories to show them human interest stories to show ‘the truth’ – the negative things that happen to people, (like the strange personality trait of majority of women who exclude people they don’t like) rather than happy good vibe stories like weather stories all the time (even though I do like a good weather story!). So, I will persist, they messed with the wrong small framed girl! (Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!!) - btw, before I was ban from Facebook, I did bring 1 thing into consciousness, and that was the housing/shipping container phenomenon – shipping containers are UNACCEPTABLE form of housing, Oven Oven, Icebox Icebox!! Also, there was an element of ‘thieving old women’ on Facebook too – they disguise themselves with a “nice family” photo of themselves, but it is a fake photo, they prey on people in the hopes to steal from them, so be careful. Also, I strongly suspect there were ‘little boys’ who started this company who had issues with ugly women, they only wanted pretty women on there, and so wouldn’t let ugly women create an account. I think they’ve changed ownership now. 15. The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request I have finally got around to writing about the Hello Bimbos. These Australian people are a disgrace, they’ve been harassing me for many years now, and they usually attack me in some very passive aggressive way, and then they send in a bimbo who says ‘hello’ at me. As if to say you would not have been attacked just then if you had of said hello. They always do it in an ‘afar’ situation, so I can’t reach out for their necks and throttle them. ‘Afar’ as in hidden by a huge hedge, or something ALWAYS hiding. The attacks are mostly verbal abuse and theft by retailers, but also parking tickets, speeding tickets – real targeted attacks on me, anyway they can in the situation at hand - it is radio related too. Major dogs on the radio. Radio National, probably JJJ. ABC related. Thieving stupid dogs. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police, radio powertrippers, and other such desperado ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s was because I had a charcoal Daewoo, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse! I truly am living on a planet filled with idiots and morons. And btw, you know in the big picture of things, there’s just so many things really bad things that people do that go unregulated. Why don’t major polluters not have to pay any fines? Who’s going to stop them and give them a ticket? Most lazy Australians need incentive for them not to pollute. If the police applied as much vigour in their “monitor of pollution”, as they did with car related activities - well this country would be 50,000 times cleaner and 50000 times better. And while I am on the subject of fines that need to be paid – why the hell are there no fines for parents whose child breaks the law? I cannot believe this is not a ‘thing’ - THEY TRULY NEED INSCENTIVE. A fine is that incentive. (If I were PM, I would introduce parental fines for way more than just breaking the law; Parental fines for child bullying on the playground and on the streets. Parental fines for child harassing and ‘following’. Parental Fines for child being a nuisance. Some people grow up and have NO IDEA that they are even a nuisance, its like no ones has ever told them or reprimanded them in any way. FINES FOR PARENTS THANKYOU. Anyway, maybe just reading about verbal abuse, you think, oh, no big deal. But when this passive aggressive attack happens to you on a weekly basis, and on a weekly basis you have these bimbos coming up to you and shouting out ‘hello’ over DECADES, the only way to describe it is PERSECUTION. And there’s been so many different people involved over the years, literally 100’s, if not 1000’s, I wish all of them dead, I wish all of them had cancer, and I will be willing them to die from cancer. All they do is inflict hatred, they are scum of the earth, and they are not deserving to be alive living on this beautiful planet. I WILL NEVER BE SAYING HELLO TO YOU. And fuck off you condescending stupid bully bitches, WAKE UP. Their antagonism, just alone, means I will never want to form any acquaintances with anyone ever again. Monumental dysfunction in society. In retrospect, I think Cathy Goldman is responsible - this stupid dog from school, a house mistress, that formed an obsession with me due to her personal incompetence. I think her name is Cathy, I don’t even know her, she is literally crazy. She should be severely fined, I reported her to the police, the police do nothing. No idea. I think she ‘sweet talks’ people and brainwashes them? This story is related: One day I went to the nursing home to visit my mother, and I was walking down the wide corridor, I saw 3 people coming towards me, I didn’t know them, I just moved to the side and kept walking, after I passed them, the girl in the centre of the 3 started whingeing “NO! she didn’t say hello, NO! she didn’t say hello, NO! she didn’t say hello”! I found this very strange, I’m thinking, I do not know those people, why would I suddenly stop and start talking to them? And if they were so hung up on me saying hello - why did they not say hello? So, actually, this same situation happened to me in various locations, multiple times, it happened a lot at that particular time in my life - dozens and dozens of people, who I have no idea who they were, would ‘present’ themselves to me in this manner, and then start harassing me. I remember the girl in the hallway quite distinctly and in retrospect she did look like a Maltese girl from Bonds. (In retrospect, I see everything) I’m not sure if it was her but if it wasn’t her, maybe it was a ‘lookalike’ – apparently, they are dogs, and this is a common ‘dog game’ that bimbo women play in the entertainment industry -casting agencies have books with thousands of faces on file for movie casting. So, they can match faces and send me ‘lookalikes’ of people who cross my path. So, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. Cathy Goldman has something to do with it – a stalking house mistress from school who is obsessed with me, as I have noticed everywhere I go there seems to be older girls from school, borders ‘placed’ in the situation. I want to talk about this too: I’m not good at recognising people, especially if they have a different haircut or different coloured hair, or are wearing a hat, (often I can recognize someone from the way they walk or even stand, their voice, but not their face) and if I encounter someone I don’t recognise, and therefore don’t really acknowledge them, they get offended, and not only do they get offended, some of them have such big egos, that they seek revenge and they plot and do these nasty things to me, meanwhile, I have no idea that I even encountered this person. I wanted to write this down because I have mentioned before, if you’re so hung up on wanting me to say hello to you, then put your big fat face in front of my face and say hello, so that I can see you, otherwise I just don’t recognise you - you’re all pretty much the same looking to me, I hate to tell you. And put your egos aside, why is it so important for somebody else to acknowledge you if you recognise them straight away? say hello, and don’t be such a coward. BTW, someone told me this is happens because they don’t have any power in the friendship /acquaintance, (apparently, I do!!) this to me is absolute bullshit. BULLSHIT Here is a good spot to also put another of my concocted theories (which I have written about before, but seems to be missing, yet another of my, Train of Thoughts……gone.) So, this one explains why some people that you encounter look the same as other people that you have previously encountered. And not only do they look the same, but they seem to have the same mannerisms, the same voice, and even the same personalities. Because, I’m not too good at facial recognition, it is all of these other areas that are the queues I take from, to form identity and memory of a person. So, it’s really strange for me to see different people having the same mannerisms. My theory is to why this is, is because they look similar, and so in their formative years, at school, they get treated by others in a certain same way. So, an easy example is a child who is really pretty and cute, will get treated by the teacher with smiles and a sweet voice, but a child who maybe looks as if they have a permanent scowl on their face will get treated with a scowl from the teacher in return. If you have read my blog, you know that I have a fairly low opinion of primary school teachers, well in particularly, public school teachers, as their lack of education and awareness, would allow for this to occur. 16. 2008 Virus after affects-12 yrs later in 2020 (Contracted at Gunnedah Alkira Nursing home, most likely Glandular Fever, pneumonia) I want to mention, I was aware completely when I caught this virus; I was at the nursing home with this old biddy (forced to work there by bimbo nazis at Gunnedah Centrelink, was not being paid – I hope they get cancer and die). Anyway, I had been cold that day, as I forgot my jumper, (usually nothing happens when I get cold, I would typically not get sick just from being cold – and there have been times in my past when I have been way more cold for longer periods of time, and nothing happens, no cold or flue…I’m healthy!) This day, mid winter, suddenly at about 5 o’clock in the afternoon, I was hit, BAM, this big wave came over me, it nearly knocked me out completely, it felt like my whole body was punched. Body punched. I had to kind of stumble for a seat, and I sat down and tried to recoup. In retrospect it was definitely that feeling of when you’re immune is fighting. I was sitting there thinking what the hell has just happened to me, nothing like that had ever happened before to me, not a sickly person. So, it was from that point on that I became a changed person, with a compromised immune. (And, I had burnt my throat/lungs badly the month before cleaning with hydrochloric acid – that’s how the virus got in then, and not before – and still gets in 12yrs later, my throat and lungs have not recouped or repaired properly. That hydrochcloric acid burn is the worst thing I have ever done. [At least I know how it is for many other people who get sick now, as someone who never used to get sick, I can tell you – IT SUCKS]). So, these are the symptoms; Mild Asma, Mild Hay fever – I insisted these symptoms piss off, and they have, so long as I don’t get too cold (amazing how mind over matter can win) – but this is a direct result of a virus, allergies don’t just happen out of thin air, it was brought on by virus. Running nose when eating. (So annoying) Runny nose when cold, and sore throat. Flip out when cold: giddy, slowed mind/thought process, aching limbs, Inflammation in blood/swelling. Weak upper body/chest/arms, loss of strength. Tired. Susceptible to colds/flues, sore throat especially (this maybe burnt throat related only – compromised immune now). Weakened memory. Exhaustion/ inability to sustain exercise. Breathless when talking. Weight gain due to feeling giddy, from immune response (and not lack of food, so overeating as a result of feeling sickly weakling now). Reduced sleep (this may be related to something else). Mild high temperature constantly in winter, more so when cold, but this stopped after 3yrs. Body seizes if I get cold – stiff back, shoulders, legs, arms. Unable to sleep if too cold/hot. So, I have gone from Superhuman healthy, never sick (which is actually normal human health, how it should be), to now weakling - OVERNIGHT, just from catching a virus. Little pussy! Also, I want to mention when I have been to the doctor since then - they generally think I’m healthy, there’s nothing wrong with me, they don’t really acknowledge any of these not so visible changes in my body. I’m not sure whether they think they can’t do anything about them anyway, so don’t care about it, or since I won’t be dropping dead tomorrow, they don’t worry, or they don’t actually know about these effects that the virus caused, which wouldn’t surprise me. But I do believe nurses know about these long-term effects, and maybe there is intention amongst certain health sectors to hand these viruses out to imagined ‘enemies‘ or with the intention to build the populations capacity to fight them off with healthy immunes??? I’m sure you will remember the Thalidomide babies; I’ll just do a reminder; in World War II scientists in Germany were working on ways to deform babies in pregnant mothers as a biological weapon. A form of attack. And they did it, they came up with a medication, Thalidomide. But then the war ended and instead of that / those scientists admitting their 5yrs of research was for nothing, they handed out this medication to pregnant mothers in England, under the pretence that it will help their babies. As a result, there were heaps of people born with deformations and limbs missing. They were named the Thalidomide babies, it was documented to be the case, interviews with those scientists have admitted such happenings. So whilst that is really hard to believe, and people today would like to turn around and say, well you’re just being paranoid, of course no doctor or scientists would do that (which happens a lot when it comes to negative issues, I know it does.) But I believe there are other cases where the doctors are handing out medications, to not only pregnant mothers, but women in general, that have no proven side-effects, but do actually cause problems - but there is no correlation that has been drawn, because there’s been no studies, and cases are so random, each DNA reacts differently to medications and situations. I was talking to one woman who had scoliosis, and she believes girls born with scoliosis are a result of their mothers taking certain medications (maybe not when they’re pregnant, but before pregnancy, and I am not ruling out recreational drugs or birth control drugs either) and I’m inclined to believe that woman. So, it is unintentional harm, but perpetuated by the pharmaceutical companies wanting to sell their drugs to make money. I will put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink- I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), so, infact I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m was not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones, which I personally believe was from drinking bore water out on the farm, but have since found out it was from the spinach dad grew in the vege patch – she was trying to save money). Infact I will give you an example of ‘no sickness’, about how I never got sick. In my early 20s I stayed at my aunts place in Gosford. I hate to say this on the internet, but her kitchen was thoroughly disgusting. She had relegated the washing up to her 13-year-old son who was completely incompetent at the task, and as a result her kitchen was filthy. There was a layer of thick grease over absolutely everything. It was yuk. One evening, my cousin, the 13-year-old son brought me out a drink in a glass, he said try this, it is the new vanilla Coke. I had one little sip, I didn’t think much of it, not really a fan of Coke anyway. I shortly thereafter went to bed, after about an hour of lying down I suddenly became all hot and I had cramps, there was something wrong, I didn’t know what, nothing like that had ever happened to me before. I thought I should get up and go and see my aunt and tell her something was wrong, which I did, I told her what was happening in my body, cramps, hot, dizzy, pins and needles in my arms, then I vomited, she called the ambulance then. By they time they got there I was ‘seeing stars’ and on the verge of collapsing, the officer told me to focus on my breathing, in out in out, which only after doing for 20 or 30 seconds or so, I felt better, and I wasn’t about to faint anymore and she told me I was experiencing ‘shock’, your body can enter into shock, and you can actually die from shock. So, after I was no longer in shock my body could address the sickness, and as I had already vomited, it was not too long when I felt near normal again. So, the cramps and the sickness were from the filthy glass that I drank that vanilla Coke from, just a case of mild food poisoning. But because I had never experienced sickness before, my body went into shock! and by the way that simple breathing technique you know basically saved my life, so everybody should know about this simple breathing technique, if there’s something wrong with you, concentrate on your breathing, then your body can deal with the sickness, or you’ll have time to get medical attention. Above I mentioned mind of matter, infact I have a whole other story about that, I could not find it on my blog, so I will put it hear again. I recall when I was 5yrs old, for some reason this school day, I felt unwell, I told mum, she said to lie down on the couch, she gave me a yellow bowl and said if I was going to be sick, I should vomit into the bowl. I was sick, mum saw that I was sick and she was annoyed, as she must’ve had plans that day, so now she would have to stay home and look after me. She wasn’t overly irate - it’s just I was a pretty savvy 5yr old, and noticed how she was feeling about the situation. I decided that being sick wasn’t really much fun, and since it was such an inconvenience for mum anyway, I would not be sick again ever. And indeed I went through my whole childhood not getting sick, so it might be a case of mind over matter, although sceptics tell me it’s just because my parents were so healthy, they passed their good immune on to me…ofcourse living out of town, away from people, I would say had A LOT to do with it. I would like to say that I was not really superman healthy! I did recall as a child I was outside in the rain one summer holidays; we were singing in the rain - having a tremendous time, relishing in the rain, and I got a slight sniffle after that for about 3 or 4hrs!! And of course, when I left school and moved to Sydney, and came into contact with everyone on the air con trains and in the air con workplace, who was sick with flue, I also contracted it. But I was raised on a farm, ‘out of the mainstream community’ so to speak, that helped greatly. I mean, I attended school and mixed with other kids, but at the time, I remember all the other kids were healthy too, in fact, in Gunnedah primary school, I don’t remember anyone being sick ever, there was no such thing as “flue season” back then. I do recall at high school in Armidale, there was a flue outbreak, once, supposedly everyone got it and was sent home, all but 8 girls, and I was one of the 8. So, it seems living in the country has great health benefits that city people can’t help to avoid. Anyway, back to my ‘mentally retarded blonde bimbo psycho stalker’ story – a further continuation of her evil antics. So, the fact that I was REALLY healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho dog. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this form, my payment would be cut (the form stated if I got sick, I would not sue Centrelink) – total nazis (burn in hell), the girl who gave me paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned hair cut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network who try to sabotage me, she is guilty, just like that other short blonde, and she used intimidation tactics by getting in 2 thug looking guys to stand by her while I signed that paper. There’s quite a few of them that work in cahoots to arrange this (I am certain a house mistress from school who is obsessed with me, Cathy Goldman, has something to do with it?), so I would get sick, and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan. TRULY. Most people are not aware that such goings on occur – most people are completely naïve. Those girls are truly evil. I have to kind of spend a few paragraphs explaining this whole sickness thing, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, one involving little girls being hung up on “class”, and clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia, as a result of “class” issues. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just a coincidence, and the way life has worked out. So, I personally believe, people also get sick due to Nazi bullies -a side affect. It’s a way of not combating bullies, so when one or some of them tries to push their will on somebody else, sickness ensues. I’m pretty sure, if people weren’t such Nazi bullies (again, not talking about people from WW2, but an attitude (that mostly stems from emotionally abusive parenting) – most women I encounter today, are complete stupid bitchy Nazis, especially in Australia, still). Anyway, if they did not try to rudely and disrespectfully dictate a way of life, ‘lord over’ someone else life, which totally does NOT concern them, etc…there would be hardly any sickness in the world. It’s related. I will update this in 2025, because I have just been through a series of major bullying from my neighbours, next-door, AND on Facebook, same ones; trying to steal from me and in fact successfully did, BY LYING. Inadvertently, casually, advertising, by word-of-mouth, on a post, for a product that they know I want. Only discovering after I received it that it's fake; and there’s nothing I can do about it short of paying a laboratory to test it, and then a lawyer to bring the case before a judge - which of course I cannot possibly afford. So that's $80 they stole from me. And the week prior, they had stolen crockery and essential oil from my locked house, when I was with my landlord just 50m up from the house; they broke in, as I made a point of locking it. I did not have the cameras on though. Anyway, so now guess what? I am lying in bed with a head the size of a balloon!! There appeared to be a "predator tick" at the laundry yesterday and I got badly burnt! Suffice to say if I get another tick I shall be going to the hospital to have removed so it does not get infected again. Quite painful. But in bed sick, not a coincidence after all of the bullying I have just received, (by the pure weakness that I am surrounded by). WEAK. 17. Deliberate not Deliberate I have mentioned in my virus stories, virus’s has an effect on your whole body and the general weakening of your body. I do know for sure that there are people who know about the long-term effects of viruses, and just possibly, it is handed out deliberately to victims. Now I’m not really sure if these viruses and flues are handed out deliberately, or if someone who is sick has been sent to ‘contaminate’ the air I breathe? But if they’re not handed out deliberately by people, I’m not ruling out the fact that they’re handed out, just not by people. I mean maybe there’s certain situations that you put yourself into, where you make yourself vulnerable to not only female bullies, as I have talked about, but bullies on an intangible spiritual level, who can sense when a person is out of their depth and in a situation where they have no support, and thus can inflict their menacing viral properties on to someone? I’ve noticed a direct correlation between being victimised by women and being victimised by viruses. 5 times, I experienced this. Under attack by women, get sick. And if you think of the proverbial little weakling on the playground, who is constantly being victimised and bullied, he’s/she’s also a sickly person. I would just like to say, that I don’t think I knew anyone who fit this stereotype in my primary school. There may have been a girl in my secondary education, she wasn’t obviously victimised, but maybe she was victimised by her parents? who knows? BTW, if your child is being bullied at school; remove them from the school, they will always continue to be bullied whilst they’re around those people - whole new start is required, unfortunately. Or home schooling. I feel some women who do not know me assume I am not paying attention out on the streets. It may not look like I’m paying attention, but I can assure you, I can pretty much see everything that’s going on within 180° radius – that is the ‘big picture’. I have excellent peripheral vision and my long-term memory is greater than anyone I’ve ever spoken with (except that guy who implied he could remember back to being in the womb – but I think he was lying). 18. Correlation between being bullied and getting sick I have to further add to my Deliberate not Deliberate story above. It’s where I mention a side-effect of being bullied, and in my experience it’s mainly female bullying that has resulted in sickness, but actually I don’t think sickness will discriminate between male and female bullies) There’s certainly no medical reason why this should happen, but I can give you five examples of the five times in fact that I was sick in my life, and all coincides when I was being directly attacked by bullies. I did mention in my Doctors Experiences, on my Life Stories page, I developed benign cysts in my boob, it started as a direct result of being kicked by a little girl, but then later more cysts developed without being physically attacked, but I was verbally attacked by typical passive aggressive females, this happened two more times. I mean it could just be a coincidence but at the after the third time it happened, I felt it was no longer a coincidence. Another time I got the flu; was when there was a girl outside my resort bungalow on my holiday when my brother got married; she was pacing up and down outside my private bungalow. For most people they probably wouldn’t consider that girl or a boy (I say girl because they were wearing stilettos, and making that clip clop sound), but would not consider them a bully, or attacking me, but I certainly do, what the hell was she doing walking up and down just outside my room - it was a secluded hotel, it was midnight or so, she should not have been there. At any rate she was a nuisance dog. The other time I got the flu was when I was attacked at the Mount Annan botanical Gardens, I did a whole story about those revolting people (could have been musician related - there are some fully retarded musicians in Australia, who have no idea how annoying, and what a nuisance they are, and have no idea how unwanted they are). Someone later told me it was the politicians at the time, they had banded together to try and make a joke, there was certainly nothing funny about that day, it was one of the worst days of my life. And, don’t politicians have anything better to do that follow a young girl around? GET A LIFE – YOUR OWN LIFE, AND LEAVE ME ALONE. Possibly my plantar fasciitis happened around the time I was being badly bullied by neighbours at Rangari, in the form of theft, so it may be related or may not be, I mean having to sit on the couch and do nothing, might be my body‘s way of saying stop working so hard in the garden. But in my Collapsed Arch story, I always maintain, that I felt like it had been done deliberately, as I heard someone tell me they were going to handicap me. (Maybe it was somebody else’s way to get me to stop gardening, maybe they’re very anti-gardening people?) {they don’t know, the secret to longevity, is actually gardening.} And then of course the other time was when I was bullied by Centrelink and got glandular fever at the nursing home, (possibly pneumonia as well? could even be the same virus, who knows). And a couple of years later in fact I was further bullied by Jobs Providers, I got sick again, and I basically felt it was a second dose of the same virus from the nursing home, but it did have a slightly different effect on me the second time round. I definitely feel it was given out to me deliberately. So, whilst that last one wasn’t really a direct correlation between being bullied and getting sick, like what I’m implying with this story. That being, if you’re picked on and feeling, not so self-assured, and not so confident as you usually are, then you’re leaving yourself open and susceptible to sickness. So not only does bullying have a psychological effect on your psyche, it has a physiological affect. 19. Monumental Problems with Receptionists I’ve had monumental problems with receptionists in Australia. I would like to name and shame a Dr's receptionists at Gin Gin - unfortunatly I do not know the little girl’s name, but I got a kind of photo from my body cam. Now, it's not in my nature to try to humiliate a girl just for being stupid. Unless, they're "stupid thinking" involves trying to bully or steal from me -SUCH AS THIS GIRL -she is a disgrace, and one of the worst. She is not the first, - but this one takes the cake for being the biggest dog bully of them all. I’m not entirely sure what their problem is, with me. Infact, it seems to be the opposite of a ‘problem’, they seem to want me to actually stick around in the waiting room, with them. Or, I mention in my Dr Stories in my Life Stories page, that I have some other stupid blonde dog who goes around trying to tell, I guess, whoever will listen, (the dog network), that I do not have a specific infliction, so I guess that stupid receptionists believed her (OMG), and did not think I had any problem with my foot, and thus I should not have been there at the Drs}. NARCISSIST. And not just 1 or 2 receptionists, heaps, and they have kept me waiting for literally hours and hours and hours. PERVERTS. It’s one of the main reasons I started knitting, so I had something to do whilst I wait. This particular receptionist at Dr Mo’s Currajong clinic Gin Gin was the worst I have encountered; (I forgot my knitting), she was absolutely revolting REVOLTING - bullybitch. This girl was the final straw, as far as stupid receptionists go. From now on I will get photos of any revolting bully bitch receptionist, and will upload them onto the Internet, and name and shame them. After 20 years of their bullshit, there is not going to be any more mercy. YOU STUPID LITTLE GIRLS. I was kept waiting 1 ½hrs, people were coming in, seeing the Dr, meanwhile I had to wait, repeatedly, like every 10 minutes, a walk in - and only waited no loner, as I was about to yell her head off. She was getting all her bitch blonde friends from the community, Gin Gin, QLD, to come in and pretend they needed to go to the DR. They did not even have appointments. She would have kept me there all day if I did not get up and yell at her – stupid little THIEVING dog. Of course, I have switched clinics. Btw, the Dr at that clinic, the Chiro, Dr Mo, was actually the first Dr to see and acknowledge the fact that I had a Collapsed Arch – Plantar fasciitis. Knitting story re-waiting; by the way, I started knitting because I found receptionist at the doctors kept me waiting for hours - once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. (I had forgotten my knitting on that particular day at Dr Mo’s) Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Although I did have a problem with girls stealing my knitting needles. Once at Centrelink at Parramatta in 1995, I was kept waiting five hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of those bimbo receptionists. DESPERATE FOR MY COMPANY. Desperate for my ideas. BTW, this ‘desperation’ personality trait, also is apparent when talking to certain call centre girls. So, a theory has been presented to me why blonde receptionists are completely stupid (now this is going to be hard for some of you to digest, especially the common housewife type) - Turns out, it’s not about the blonde hair, it’s about the big boobs. Young girls with big boobs are raped by their fathers- in the metaphysical world, at night when they are asleep (real). They grow up not wanting to remember, because it’s so repulsive, so it makes them stupid, a learnt stupidity from passive abuse. (My dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world - I have to add that, because after I wrote this story, in particular this story, I was accosted by mental healthcare workers. Apparently, you're not allowed to make such accusations in public. (Not the whole stupid blonde thing- it's only stupid blondes who have problems with that accusation), but the ‘getting raped in the metaphysical world’ statement - It seems this is somewhat of an issue, an issue so taboo, that you're NOT allowed to talk about, otherwise, if you do, your will be accused of being crazy - well they'll try to accuse you of being crazy, of course if you're not crazy, sooner or later they will realise. Whether they realise the whole metaphysical issue, different story. I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, being able to seduce a woman, so he would feel it is not rape. He also could influence girls, and manipulate them by putting ideas into their heads, without being present. He was most disrespectful man, he hates women, like a young male child hates ‘girls’, he is still stuck in 10yr old boy world. And he is one of many. (He was friends with the thieves at my next house at Colosseum.) There are men on Facebook aswell who do this by connecting with women online. Also, men in the entertainment industry. Despicable. But also in non-despicable ways, like the gaming sector – not everyone knows they can hook up and play video / pc games online together. Btw, there were at least 2 other people I encounted at Builyan who knew what that guy was like, and one of them was the local visiting female nurse – this really struck me as odd, as most women HAVE NO IDEA what men are really like, and what tricks they can do. But that woman knew. Who put me in that Builyan house? At the time, I had no choice but to take that one, as it was the only one in the whole of QLD for my budget. The only one. And how should I know the next Colosseum house was owned by a liar. Both just soo wrong. So, wake up, don’t be afraid, this is not a crazy thing or a witch thing. Pay attention, be aware. I believe Beethoven was most famous for his rape song, Moonlight sonata, the first part of this puts women to sleep, the second part is about what Beethoven will do to the woman by passionately ravishing her. I love the Internet - it is another example where I can see the hand of God fighting the bullies, even though I have been ban from most of it. It’s amazing how people would prefer to think of me as crazy rather than acknowledge the truth. Sometimes I feel like I’m surrounded by complete morons. Btw, when I was dealing with that arshole from Builyan, I also had to deal with his mother, and the police re thefts. And they, the whole community in fact, decided to kind of ‘side’ against me, when it was probably that guy who was stealing from me. And the “little girl”, Real Estate rental girl then tried to steal my bond, resulting in wasted court days, and further theft from police via tickets, and ongoing years of harassment from same police - so all those problems were caused by that arsehole and his mother. Yet I was the one who basically ‘copped it’ in society, while that arsehole didn’t cop anything, infact they probably promoted him to town president or some such crap. He is the one that should’ve had to be dragged through court over 2 days. He’s the one that should have been fined $800. In fact, I personally believe he belongs in jail. And so does his mother. But he gets to walk around in society like nothing has happened at all. Like I said I’m surrounded by morons. Oh, back to receptionists problems, later I was advised I have problems with young female receptionists, because they cannot handle looking and dealing with old ugly women, so they are hostile towards me. I believe the kind of hatred and antagonisms they have for me, would still stem from being abused by a supposedly trusted parent. Especially that one at Gin Gin. And, a lot of them have this thing where I have to say exactly what they want, like their perceived conversation ought to go in an exact manner that they are comfortable with, and if I deviate, like if I don't say everything perfectly the way that she would like the situation to go; her perceived social interaction, then she and her reception friends, start their little pack of dog antics, usually involving a phone; speaking into phone, hanging up -this is a common occurrence, and no, she is not actually talking to someone else on the phone. This is a real bully tactic that; little dog girls do. Furthermore, then if she gets pleased with the progression of the conversation (usually if its mega positive), then she does some stupid perceived reward thing, this can vary, but usually involves sending me someone who is not from the pack of dogs. Although 9 out of 10 times that person is a thief. The person is always a different person, but they often give them a ‘johndoe’ name, usually “Daniel” the fact that this persons fake name coincides with the name of my brother he is a little disconcerting. Fuck off with your stupid games you stupid little dogs. If you don't like the way I talk: tough fucking titties. Don't be so fucking disrespectful and intolerant. {I don’t usually swear when talking to people!! Lol } I note, its an area of bad breeding. I do not have these problems in certain situations. And better to be stinky than in the company of thieves. 20. Not absolutely everybody!! I have spent many, many hrs, designing fabrics, and selling them online via Sflower. But, there is a non-thinking housewife who works at Sflower; Kelly M (I call her The Sflower Nazi) who has deleted my account because she is a Nazi sympathiser, and she was offended by my reference to a “bitchy nazi” comment to another member (what does she go through all my emails?) The other member, I suspect, actually was her, a faux member staff that just doesn’t like me, and came up with a plan to delete my account because she was sick of seeing all my designs – jealous. Banned under the pretense that I used the word “NAZI” - what is wrong with her? In fact, deleting a whole account because I use the word Nazi, is so preposterous, that it could have been saboteurs, as I’ve mentioned on my blog numerous times now – my very own personal saboteurs, and they know the people that run this company, (could be channel 7?) and have asked them to delete my account, and so they have said “sure, you are a God, and we will do whatever you say” (in typical bimbo fashion) and so came up with this cockanninnie plan to delete my account. I did tell The Sflower Nazi, the reference to nazi was purely a bullying characteristic, the same actions that rule bullies today, the same characteristics that she was showing., and not a reference to Germans - a characteristic that comes from a place of complete stupidity. She did not want to hear it, or communicate with me at all, she just went ahead and deleted my account, off with her head – just like a stupid NAZI. I had that account for 6 years and sold heaps of my designs through fabrics/wallpapers. It was deleted without any communication at all, even after I persisted, none of my tax information was available either. (they since send me fake tax statement every year, when they realized they fucked up about that, but since I do not have an account with them anymore, what’s the point?) I find this quite unbelievable, completely communistic, as I have contributed an extreme amount of growth to this business in Australia through promotion, not only that, those girls who work there use my ideas for their design challenge, and steal my writings, so much so in fact that I’m really not sure what they’ll do without me. Anyway, their fabric quality is really bad, a lot of fabrics I received, the colours have faded straight away, and some of them have arrived looking washed out to begin with! Their website is a scam because they offer $5 for a swatch, with a condition that they’ll sell my design (or anyone’s design) so I’ve spent about $300 in swatches and they’re not selling my designs, so they’ve not held up their end of the bargain; they should be sued; they are online thieves who use tracking cookies and female tactics to find victims they can steal from. I have since found another printer in the UK (poor Australia still have not come up with a viable printing service) and thus have created my own website for my designs: https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections And they are sold on RedBubble as products: https://www.redbubble.com/people/emilybieman/shop I will never be selling or purchasing from Sflower, ever again. 21. Cleaning Up the Trash of Society - I will try to tone my language down for this one, so I don’t sound too much like an axe wielding maniac, but you can’t begin to imagine the anger, this stupid girl has provoked. Often, I find when I am complaining about these weird and bizarre bimbos that follow me around and torment me, I get the comment “well it’s political” and I always wonder what an earth they mean by that, how could it possibly be political? - it is not political in my point of view. But, as I get older and think about things more, I’ve decided what they mean is; these particular bimbos who follow me around, are literally stupid, not literally retarded, not a prostitute, just stupid, and it is a result of hopeless parenting and hopeless teachers in Australia - they are raised to be trash. Therefore, saying it’s political, well, I want to know which is the political party that supports the stupid bimbos please? Because the stupid bimbos who follow me, harass me, and steal from me and make my life a living hell; and the whole point of it is, that they’re stupid, they shouldn’t have this much power in my life? So obviously this political party should be thrown out the window. I’ll give you an example of 1 girl. I moved to Petersham in around about 1994 or 1995. I was working at a shop in Enmore called Grave Attire, designing cloths for romantic gothics. I’ve mentioned before in my “dream watches” photo, at Petersham I had a lot of people gathering outside my house at night, and it was for the specific point of ‘seeing images’ some of you may know what I’m talking about here, others may not, I’m not going to get into it right now. But one day after work, I walked through my gate, and suddenly someone was yelling at me, they were verbally abusing me from the street, I turned around to see who it was, and she was this short blonde girl, she looked a bit like Marilyn Munro, but a miniature version, she would’ve been probably the same age as me in my early 20s, it wasn’t anyone I knew, or have ever met before. I wrote her off as completely nuts - which she was (stupidity is the root of all evil). By the way, I have since seen this girl at least 4 times since then over the years, in Gunnedah she was harassing me when we went out to see the Christmas lights one year, it was about an ebay item? I’ve also seen her in Melbourne, she was pretending to be my flatmates girlfriend (she may have ended up as a prostitute) and I saw her in Melbourne at an Internet café, she was harassing me about some guy in the café? And I’m pretty certain I’ve heard her on many other numerous occasions in the same verbal abusive manner, but haven’t actually seen her, because one of her tactics is to yell out from places across the street, or in a car, or in a building, or at the neighbours. Unfortunately she’s not a figment of my imagination, she’s a real life bimbo BITCH, and I’ve always maintained over the past 15 to 20 odd years that I have seen her harassing me, I have no idea who she is, or why she is harassing me. But as things come to light, as they do when you get older, things that you couldn’t possibly know when your young (unless someone tells you these things, which, btw, no one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you – no one warmed me that a young unmarried girl really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone). So, I realised today, 2021, why she has been harassing me, and it’s because I was thinking one night, (it must have been when all these hordes of people were outside my rental house at Petersham)(inner city suburb of Sydney), that I would like to get a cat, but then I thought I won’t get a cat here, because it’s not a very good neighbourhood – too ‘restrictive’, and then I got to thinking, it also would NOT be a good place to raise a child in my opinion. And this was my personal thoughts that I was thinking about, one night after work while going off to sleep. (I was raised in the country on a farm) Anyway, that stupid young dog bimbo, heard me and she’s taken great offence to the fact that I didn’t like her neighbourhood, and that’s why she has harassed me, and verbally abused me from afar, also it was most likely her that stole my bag one night, and left it by the new litter of kittens at the neighbours (with no money left) – and why she continued to harass and sabotage me for years later -she is the epitome of stupidity in Australia. If I see that stupid bimbo again, I’m pretty sure I’m going to get x xxxxxxx xxx xxx xxxx xx xx xxxx xxxx, same goes for any other stupid reflective bitch. IF YOU DON’T CLEAN OUT THE TRASH IN SOCIETY, I SURE AS HELL WILL. (little birdy told me later that girl was a musicians prosi) By the way I don’t have any problems from any of the bimbos in my neighbourhood here at the moment; apparently, I have woken them all up! With this blog. And, Petersham – such a disgusting neighbourhood. Case in point. YOU ARE NOT WORTHY. I believe some of those young reflective bitches from 20-30 years ago have grown up and finally realized their bimbo ways (I guess by stalking / watching me for so long, they finally realised how stupid they’ve been in the past, why I would have the attitude of them not being worthy. And a lot of them blame me, like ‘willing’ them to do stupid things, stupidly, of course, (although that does happen, I have seen other older women do it to younger ones (twice I saw a man fall victim too) – I would never do such a thing, and have never, although one day when I was feeling crap at work, because it was the time when I was doing housework, I am pretty sure I ‘willed’ the mother to tell me I was pretty, to make myself feel better! – that’s how I think, I don’t do things to deliberate humiliate a girl – I run rings around most people. BTW, there’s many people that know about this phenomonen around me, and who muster around to watch; there’s been quite a few times where the situation has been made to look like it was me calling the shots in a passive way, and I most certainly wasn’t, like they were trying to paint me in a bad light. They did it once at Bunnings – the bunnings bimbos at check out. And it’s happened a few other times as well (it is something that cannot be so easily proved) Considering how much I keep to myself, and haven’t really expressed any of my personal thoughts or feelings until this year 2021 with this blog, so bearing that in mind, I find it really strange that I have so many enemies and people wanting me to look bad. What’s wrong with them? Do they not have a life of their own? Unfortunately, in my experience I have to say most women are plain evil, it’s very rare that you come across a woman who has another woman’s best interest at heart. (Of course, today I would like to xxxxx xxxxx xxxxx any stupid bitch that tries to have a go at me in this reflective light, like the bimbo at the Drs office at Currajong clinic, Gin Gin, - apparently if you take a photo of them when you enter, it wakes them up, and uploading their mug onto social media, actually seems to be working) So, now there’s a big gang of them, a gang of stupid bimbos (a lot of them are in the TV/Movie/Radio industry and are famous, and rich, Judy Dench) who now try to make it look like it is my fault, they blame me for their stupid behaviour - they come up with all sorts of plans and devious things to do, to sabotage me, get me kicked out of various situations, my house, for instance, my business, ebay, Facebook…The deliberate virus - they are truly EVIL. This is the main reason why I am writing my blog. To show people what EXACTLY it’s been like for me as a single lady who has a private school education, further tertiary education, is smart, and creative, and who did not have hopeless parents (possibly 2 or 3 really bad school teachers – I’m doing something about that too) but on the whole, a healthy young person and with a healthy young mind who does not do reflections of total strangers they encounter, or anyone for that matter, or behave disrespectfully to anyone. These are the kinds of things that I have to deal with; the trash of society. It’s like I did everything I could to thrive in society; work, become a contributing member of society, I don’t (didn’t) drink or use drugs, but due to the total dysfunctional of hopeless parents and teachers, I simply could not last in that situation at all. I had no choice, but to follow other avenues in life. It’s like they saw how I was built to thrive, and as a result of pure jealousy, did everything (and continue to do), to want to make me completely powerless and without any money or position in society so that they can turn around and say “we’re not trash you are”. Btw, they tell me, a lot of those reflective bimbos become prostitutes, and later on in life, get married (sure thing I guess) and they in turn breed, creating a perpetual generation of bimbos. I honestly can’t believe the stupidity of society in Australia - it is ridiculous and I strongly recommend not having kids at all. 22. AM I LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD I want to take time to mention the factor of certain people in society, (certain bullies) wanting me to state for the record, that I lost something rather than tell people it was stolen, or to say that I had some sort of mental problem, rather than blame them for their bully actions. AM I LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD? No bimbos, this is not how it works. I can’t believe how arrogant they are in asking me to take the blame for their fuck-ups LITTLE narc DITSIES! I didn’t lose it, it was stolen! And it wasn’t me trying to break the toilet wall down - it was you. Really and truly, some of those dogs think that we have some kind of arrangement, where they get to be disrespectful, or stealy thieves, or sadistic bitches, (“dogs doing opposite”), and then afterwards, purchase my seeds for $3.70, and think that that makes everything okay (or even worse apologize on TV, and think that makes it OK). I can assure you; you little stupid dog, this does not make anything okay. We do not have any arrangements where you get a treat me badly, I WOULD NEVER MAKE SUCH AN ARRANGEMENT, FOR ANY PRICE. And because there has been no arrangement made, no matter what you pay, your debt is never going to be settled. You will have to take it up with God. Re “dogs doing opposite”; when I was 5yrs old, I was tormented, tortured really, by a teacher who was threatening to inflict physical pain on me. So, throughout the rest of my childhood, I obtained an attitude of “thou shall not peg me, under any circumstance!” I was quite the little queen, and in fact I recall every summer instead of playing cricket, whenever I was playing, I insisted, we had to play French cricket, which involves bowling under arm, so there was no chance that I would be pegged!! This attitude is part of my nature, and I strongly suspect (I know) the dogs senses this attitude, and that’s why they do the opposite, and try to inflict pain on me, it’s been a problem since high school, basically with sleepy little female dogs, who haven’t been woken up, because of hopeless parents and teachers in Australia. WAKE UP YOUR GODDAMN LITTLE GIRLS, SO I DON’T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THEIR STUPIDITY I was late reminded of this story in 2026 after I had put in a compensation claim with Centrelink, which by the way, I did not know you could do this before - and what a shame; every little slight I've had I would've put in a compensation claim! Lol It might be a way of getting them to actually acknowledge the problem, rather than just completely ignore it…. but anyway, the reason why I put in a claim was in reference to my boots that had a hole in them, I asked them for another pair of work boots, because under the Jobs provider agreement, a job seeker requiring work shoes for work related activities, or job interviews are given vouchers to buy shoes (this is how little unemployment payment is – can’t afford new shoes, a known thing). So, I was definitely within my rights to ask for some new work boots, but they flat out refused, two girls responsible back then- I've written about them, as one of them was a big faker from image clothing, Catherine, but she said her name was Tanya. The hole in my work boot resulting in metatarsalgia. I was reminded me of this story because, even if they paid me compo, I would still be pissed off with them, because I have been unable to walk for nearly 10 years. It was like they reminded me, as, ‘there is no point in us paying you compensation, since you’d still be pissed off’. Such cunts they are. The whole reason those 2 girls refused me would've been because they thought I wasn't working, (aside from them keeping it for themselves and or their friends), and the fact that I have this foot injury, is kind of contradictory and proof, that YOOHOO, yes I am you stupid little dogs. CENTERLINK told me they can't process my claim because it was not made by them, it was made by Jobs Providers, who work for the Department Employment and Education. So, I have to put in a claim with them…. but of course, they don't actually have a process like Centrelink with an actual subdivision for compensation, and easy forms. I find that fact a little strange, the Department of Education is the main root cause for all problems in Australia!! I mean how many teachers have fucked up? There has been a lot, a lot that are psychologically abusive, they are power trippers, most of them are in it for the money and certainly not for the “departing of education” on young people. not to mention the stupid copycats- who as an adult spend their whole life copying those backwards teachers, trying to teach other people a lesson – this happens to me ALL THE FUCKING TIME. LIKE POISONING MY TREES, or mowing them over or $1500 police monkees on my back, the list is endless of all the stupid people in this country wanting to teach me a lesson – just read my blog, pretty much the whole thing describes people are try to “teach me a lesson” in punishment form. FUCK OFF you UNEDUCATED clueless idiots. (If I had a child there's no way I would send them off to school). I mean, my biggest compensation claim could be for “NOT waking up all of these zombie women that I have so many difficulties with”! - it's your fault department of education, your teachers do such a hopeless oppressive job using threats of Corporal discipline – man – they are still so backwards, still using the “where going to teach you a lesson, using punishment to teach – UNBELIEVABLE STUPIDITY. 23. 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT Electricity companies stealing money by overcharging - yes, they really do it, depending on who you are. Essential Energy / AGL / Country Energy (they not used to social media, why was I ban.....) Some PM, at the time, or a bit later, after I had left Gunnedah, told me that he had fixed the electricity problem. But I will go ahead and put my story; Btw, why should some people pay $.14 a kilowatt, and then some people have to pay $.34 a kilowatt!! - it’s all a total scam! Everyone should be paying the same for electricity. But I think in Gunnedah, they take it a little bit further, and anyone who is perceived to be wealthy, they overcharge and steal from those people. But they don’t check bank accounts for obvious reasons, they just base their ‘money’ judgements on rumour and reputation. I really believe these people who send you the bill, do exactly that. (Exactly like Centrelink when I tried to get Austudy - MORONS). 5kw Solar system that I finally managed to put on the shed at Rangari (Gunnedah NSW). I had all sorts of obstacles; landlord was using delaying tactics for answer, then, no thanks to the local Gunnedah electrical business, (Neville & Bev Mammen Electrical Contractors) who just refused to do business with a woman. So, I had to get the mob from Tamworth to install Max Frost – total cost in the end $14000 ($4000 it would have cost if I lived in Sydney) I hope those thieves get their comeuppance. I should point out, probably a lot of people won’t understand the meaning of 5kW. A 5kW system is an extremely large amount of electricity. For instance, I was living at one place. There were two houses running off grid entirely on a 3.5kW system. So a 5kW system, should cover all my electricity uses easily, you would think. But anyway, I want to tell you mainly about the theft by electric companies. Something is afoot in electric company world. After I put my panels on, I waited for my next bill expecting a major drop in price. But guess what, my bill was way more than any other bill I’ve ever received from essential energy (now AGL, formerly Country Energy) I was told by my installer it was because of the additional freezer and .5HP pump I had installed. So, talk about disappointing. And a waste of money. TOTAL WASTE OF MONEY. 4 years later I was forced to relocate. After 3mnths at my next address in Queensland I waited patiently for my bill, expecting the worst, as my last bill was $445 so I thought without a 5kW system on this house, my bill would be astronomical. But when it arrived, I was surely surprised. Guess how much. Not anymore but way less; $341.34. So as far as I’m concerned there is most definitely electricity theft in Gunnedah by Essential Energy, this that would match their customer service too – scum. I should point out at my next address in Queensland (forced relocation in rentals, unbelievable…another story for later) I got rid of my big LCDTV / DVD recorder, Big Hot water, and several other appliances; and my last bill was $120, which matches my appliance cutbacks. So maybe Ergon get it right and are not thieves unlike the girls in Gunnedah who run the electric company. I found a lot of people stole from me when I was in Gunnedah, a lot of retailers, and all of them actually, not just 1 or 2 ‘baddies’. And my neighbours and community in general stole from me while I lived at Rangari for 10yrs until 2018. Major petty theft problem in Gunnedah. Fucked people. THEY ARE ALL GOING TO HELL. So, I now know at my last address in Gunnedah, that electricity company, essential energy/AGL (was most def stealing from me, not only by overcharging each bill, BUT by covering criminals ass when they turn my power off, so criminals (from retailers, I’M TELLING YOU ORGANIZED PETTY THEFT IS HUGE IN THIS COUNTRY, Harvey Norman and Bunnings have criminals that work for them that prey on certain people, certain people they don’t like, or are not a famous celebrity). So, they would turn my power off to gain access (turn the cctv off) and steal, when I was out, which was only every 2mnths. When I called Essential Energy to see if there was a power outage or if someone just turned off my electricity, the girl always said “oh it was due maintenance” - due maintenance every time I went into town every 2mths or so – I DON’T THINK SO. They are total crooks. (So far, no blackouts here at new address until last month, power out for 15minutes on Sunday – my secateurs were stolen off the back deck – again I phoned Ergon, a boy this time - covering thieves again, due maintenance on Sunday – AS IF). Btw, you should have heard them when I called them up to cancel my electricity when I moved from Gunnedah, as I moved to off grid- they were like; what, we are going to lose $600/quarter, they were like really DESPERATE, like how a greedy desperate woman sounds, asking me all these questions. This girl could not understand that she was about to loose $600. If you can live off grid or get Gas, you should, they are stealing from vulnerable people. They also steal off prominent families, like if you are perceived to be wealthy in the community, they overcharge. It pays not to drive a nice car. Of course, they do not know the actual financial situation of anyone, they base their theft on perception. They are incredibly stupid, like most small-minded people in Gunnedah. Especially women. I have known some prominent families to leave town, and this is a big factoring reason, I bet. BTW, back when my dad was alive, I would regularly visit him, and I saw his bill one-day, and it was $865 - and there’s NO WAY he used more electricity than I (mine was $450 then) and he lived on his own, like me, and his house didn’t even have an Aircon or a split system. It had a wood fire for heating in winter and gas hot water. And, you know he barely did anything, hardly any cooking either, he spent all of his retirement time just listening to the radio and reading the newspaper. Yet, $100’s more than mine. Maybe they were doing a family scam! It is definitely a big scam. (He did have a deep-freeze, – I recommend chucking those out if you have one, get a new modern one) But, I’m telling you there’s major electricity theft going on in Gunnedah – by women. Stupid ones. Ooh, the stupid little thief; did you make a mistake? You probably can't tell my tone of sarcasm for that final sentence, but I heard the girl realise what she had done, probably that stupid short little blonde girl "oh whoops, oh well”. Steal from me for 30 years, steal everything I have. “Oh well”. Women, the epitome of stupidity. (And no, I am NOT talking about hearing myself!!) Plus, at my new address, I am still having people break into my house and steal items – a little birdy told me it was Ergon who was stealing, so that I would have to put my cctv cameras on, it costs $100 a quarter to run them, so they are stealing $100 a quarter. I am not sure about that bit about Ergon, just a theory. (More likely in my opinion to be Ebay stealing from me, since I was banned from ebay the theft has greatly reduced – Chinese thieves). My last bill was $220 at Gin Gin, it’s gone from $120 to $220 in a quarter! (5 yrs later it went to $600) Electricity companies are the biggest scam of the century. Mind you, I don’t think the people who sold it were innocent, Max Frost – I did ask them about it, as it was like the whole system was not really connected, it was like they pretended to connect it. Like it made NO difference to my bill, except a possible RISE in consumption - they had no comment. I should point out, the system was showing on my bill, so on paper it looked legit. You know, the fact that this WHOLE Gunnedah community was stealing from me (main reason I had to leave) could possibly be because of 1 person who has brainwashed them ALL into stealing from me. That little short blonde girl I have mentioned previously. Who the hell is that stupid little coward bitch? – no forget that last sentence, I don’t want to know her – I wish she was dead. After I wrote this, updated it, in Bundaberg, while I was living at Gin Gin, there was a big push of the sales of Solar Panels across all medias. So if you're a well respected person in the community, by all means go ahead get solar panels, that will probably save you money. But if you're someone who is treated badly and disrespected; if you're on low income, if you're single woman, if you're on a pension, if you're unemployed, probably if your gay, if your ugly, if your fat, if you're having health problems of any kind - definitely don't get solar panels because electricity companies will discriminate against you and steal from you. They 100% do. Do those boys who installed it know that they are a scam? Or is it just management? Those boys who installed it, charged $2000 to install it, took them less than half a day. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP!, so sorry if I repeat myself, I am still editing this and doing rewrites and uploading reedited photo stories, I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted or photos removed, so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed, {possibly it is the same person who steals them, (!) then sneakily let me know I need to redo?} There is a lot of info now. If you want to see any updated photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ 24. Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) This next one is still here! Little sidebar for it; I'm not going to remove this after I wrote this naming and shaming (quite some time ago now, several years). Some of the parties that I named were so pissed off, they did other revolting awful things involving me getting banned from not only Facebook but many other places online. Please note to all of those revolting bullies who have such A BIG EGO THAT THEY COULDN'T BELIEVE SOMEONE WAS ACTUALLY CALLING THEM UP ON THEIR BULLY BEHAVIOUR - I haven't taken this down, I'm not intimidated by you, so HA. Unlawful Facebook Groups (talk about bullying 101 on FB) there are too many hall monitors playing the exclusion game and just being basic bullies- its them that are the bullies, not the people so much engaging in forum discussions. Make no mistake, they are young nazis. Miriam Vale Classifieds - removed me from my own local group for no reason -I want to name and shame those admin, as excluding someone from their local group is a despicable form of female bullying: Astrid Allison, Lesley Cain, lyssa Kuepper, Jacob Keogh and Rachel Klepiak). THIS IS NOT KINDERGARTEN lyssa Kuepper and Lyn Murphy also removed me from Gladstone gardening group (Gladstone QLD gardening only – which I was NOT a member, but they blocked me, and Gladstone Plants/Produce/Garden Items Sell Swap Buy Give Away in Queensland did too – a admin collaboration. Australian Native Plant Enthusiasts forum - This one refused to post any of my appropriate posts Thumbs up Thumbs down Gunnedah – did not post my family farm photo (I am afraid you silly stupid twits, I DID grow up on a farm). Also Australia through the years – deleted my farm photo with gang of big boobs bully story and kicked me out!! Outrageous. Gunnedah Art Gallery kicked me out of their group for no reason. Plus facebook then excludes that group from showing on my account. So all of those exclusions, and the reason why I am kicking up a big stink about this and naming names, is because these people ganged together, contacted admin and told them to kick me out, in 4 cases, before I had even joined the group! – so NO offensive posts, as I was not even in the group – so some girl contacted admin in advance, and told admin that I was bad or whatever?, no valid reason. The admin took their word as truth, could not see it was a personal witches of salem mission of stupid dog, or that it was deliberate ‘dog network stuff’ as in girls banding together in the gossiping manner that they have, the girl grape vine, and ganging up on someone, ‘common enemy’ stuff, it’s disgusting, bullying 101, those girls are disgusting, and I won’t be removing your names - you made your bed and now you can lay in it, no matter how big a bully you still continue to be, harrasing me here at Kookaburra Park and in Gin Gin - YOU STUPID LITTLE GIRLS with fucked parents. In fact here all the names that I noticed of people who were basically out to get me. And, if they couldn’t ‘ban’ me because some admin actually have common sense and common decency, and are not apart of the DOG NETWORK, said “well no” to their request, then they would try to entrapped me on a forum, to get me to say something wrong, like swear or something, or say something offensive, so that they would push me off - here are all those people; {you know I pay attention, I’m someone who notices things, if you think you can just be sly around me and behave in that atrocious manner and get away with it, think again}. OK, HERE ALL SOME OF THE NAMES who were obsessed dogs on facebook that sabotages me – they use fake names, they are cowards. Jason Heart Reggie Felangie (remember Regina Felangie), that girl btw, Lisa Kudrow – blond bully bimbo bitch (I am pretty sure all these fb blondes are copying her, that's what young blondes do.) Teagan, cowgirl, (I bet same twit Teagan girl who harrassed me at Kookaburra Park - ought to be locked up) Astrid Allison, Lesley Cain, lyssa Kuepper, Jacob Keogh, Wendi Guy, Naomi Mcintosh, Larainne Greco, Berta Lindenberg, Mark Manchester, Gill Muller, Bernie Farrell – these last 3 men were trying to save the blonde bimbos Louise naturelover Sorenson Rose Rea or someone from Bundaberg? (in messanger), she went out of her way to do this whole big thing to try and get me kicked out, she does not deserve to live. The list goes on and on – they have many dog friends, but since my facebook account was deleted by facebook nazi gestapo (including all my Messages in Messanger???, I do not have record of others – but there are heaps, whole networks of obsessed nazi dogs. – all female, most women have no idea how stupid they are. The ban was lifted in October 2024 – so a 4 year ban – by some STUPID IT bimbo. So, I ventured back on. I did have some difficulties joining local groups, especially gardening groups, a lot of them just refused to accept my membership, I tried to find out why, one of the admin told me that it's not up to them it's up to Facebook! Another one told me that they only accepted people who have had an account for over 12 months. Most of them just didn't bother getting back to me. So, I went ahead and created my own gardening group! I have 53 members but, not many are active, it's pretty much a non-gardening community I would say. I did join the local Sarina food exchange one, only again I had problems with obsessed dogs following me around and doing weird condescending thieving things, so I had to leave that group. And then guess what, my local Sarina community Facebook group ban me after yet another stupid obsessed dog from Campwin Beach (Cassandra Hayes), told them to ban me, so they did! I have name and shamed those 4 Admin on Facebook but I guess I can do it again here: Lee Ross, Aleesha Birch, Kirstie Ross, Katherine Oake - Naming and shaming them for being so easily manipulated by a stupid dog so as to oppress me and exclude me. DISCRIMINATORS. So, I did come to the conclusion, that there are some groups where it's not appropriate to put some of the information that I wanted to put on, like about my stolen items, because most groups are just kind of advertising groups, so I created another group “say what you want” group, and I have over 100 members! But again I seem to be the most active! I can only assume it's because most people are oppressed. 25. This is a post I had on FaceBook after I encounted mass bullying: (they lose, not having me! ha ha) Ok, for some reason there seems to be a form of automatic dog bully attack on Facebook where people make comments in Group posts, accusing them of been crazy, with comments like “did you forget to take your meds today dear” This is bullying 101. You know, just because you’re offended by someone’s tone or language, or they are communicating in a different way than how your friends do, doesn’t make them crazy. (some women think Facebook is Kindy - btw, I was banned from Facebook and Ravelry for speaking out with the truth, this country and America has major oppression issues still in 2019). If you want to know what crazy is, I’ll tell you what crazy is. Crazy is: Girls that follow other girls’ down the street and back to their home. Territorial people (dog like) over everything not just their backyard. People who have more than one child on a single income. People who have more than 2 regardless. Someone who doesn’t put a floor drain in the bathroom/laundry wet area. Someone who refuses to have timber furniture in their house because they’re afraid it might get eaten by white ants! Adult girls who do others reflections (and men occasionally too). Building a house out in the bush without putting in 4 huge (70000L each) cement rain tanks. People who clean with harsh chemicals in their home. (try TeaTree Oil) People who think someone will clean up their rubbish/pick up their tab…. People who think someone else is going to look after their child. Backyard owners who don’t have veggies and perhaps a chook yard. Multiple dog owners. Overzealous partners (flirting is healthy, but not compulsory!) People who volunteer - have their good nature taken advantage of and are suckers. People who are jealous of others life/ Medal in affairs that do not concern them. Women who are suckered into adopting another woman’s mess. Girls who verbally abuse other girls that walk past them in their street or from the neighbours house. Councils that charge people to dump their rubbish at the designated area (tip). People who are disrespectful towards animals. Church in schools. People who use spray poisons against bugs in their home. Mothers that buy kfc for their kids. Not checking your receipts. People who use dry cleaners. People who take medication because some Dr has told them they are crazy. Going to live animal shows. And cruel little boys who keep reptiles as pets. Liars, and people who don’t garden. Girls and truckers who laugh at other girls and harass them from their car - car hoons/beepers, stalkers, followers. People who are so easily manipulated by peers. Sending unmarried women in to teach in schools. People who work in jobs that inadvertently harm others/not taking responsibility. Shoplifters and petty thievers (Bunnings and Harvey Norman staff) Homeowners who have a car but no garage, especially in coastal areas. Building your house in a flood zone. And a house that doesn’t have ‘green’ features. Parents who don’t teach their kids about sex, ALL about sex and RESPECT, no shame . And ones who overprotect. Parents who don’t treat their kids like young adults, you know the next generation is allways smarter than the previous. Just a few little things that come to my mind this Sunday afternoon. 26. Read about my experience with the pea-brained Australian Government below. I started my Blog after this happened: I AM DOING SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. Don't be scared, and don't jump to conclusions , I am NOT mentally ill in any way - read the whole thing, some people have a, completely wrong take on what 'crazy' is. Oh wouldn’t it be nice if every time we heard someone talking about something we didn’t like, we could just write it off as crazy. "Oh, they're just crazy, we don’t have to listen to them”. That’s the point of the police dogs and dogs who work at mental health wards (although those ones its mainly about making money from medications – they really work for big pharmacy, - SH it’s a secret). But it is a disgusting form of bullying designed to DISCREDIT PEOPLE, WOMEN IN PARTICULAR. And there are people on Facebook looking for people to victimise, so nobody has to listen to them ON SOCIAL MEDIA - absolute bully oppression 101 - I AM STILL BAN FROM SOCIAL MEDIA (allowed to have a FB account after 4 yrs of being ban, but in a different name). A legislation challenge urgently needed -perhaps, sit down with a cuppa, my story is long if you want to really see: I would like to share a little story with you, first one, that ties in with my own experience: at one point in my father’s career, he worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. Its ALL about punishment (and still is). He was the inadvertent fly on the wall too. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then Agriculture. I can see now in 2020, people tend to forget the atrocities of what goes on in an institute, and the common abuse of power by everyday people. Today, still, it is possible for someone who is showing no signs of mental illness or violence, to be taken against their will by power tripping police, using force if necessary- without warning or notification, and be locked up for a period of days, victims have no rights (or no one to enforce them), and what the doctor/nurse says goes until the victim can establish and prove themselves to be of sound mind. (Which by the way, consists solely of the ability of being able to speak in a complete monotone, and preferably with the ‘Barbie Bimbo’ smile on your face - if you speak with any type of emotion, i.e., stating how angry you are for being locked up against you will and for no reason, they declare ‘you need to be locked up, most likely crazy’. Even though this is unlawful; irrelevant. Mental health people are completely and 100% oppressively WRONG) This is an abuse of power. Total lack of mankind respect. So, this is what happened to me, one afternoon when I was in the middle of processing some fibre on my carding machine, at home, shoes off, watching Netflix too; The police came knocking at my door and in a very aggressive manner and insisted if I didn’t come with them, they would use brute force to push me into the police car and take me to Bundaberg hospital. (Which I believed as the constable was totally ‘wound up’ and ‘ghung ho’ – little did I know, if I had not let them in, they could not legally break my door down, and they could not have taken me – I always keep my gate locked now). BTW, I started writing this Blog after I had been through this experience. Fuel. Previously (and actually currently) I had been a victim of many petty theft, hundreds of petty thefts in fact - I was trying to do something about it, and after each theft I would report it to the police -the police got fed up, even though at my new location, I had only reported several items -to the chief police at Gin Gin Sharon Morgan, I had also had a fight on the phone some months back with her, she didn’t want to know about any of the trivial items that have been stolen. Note, since I started posting images of stolen items on the internet, and naming names, some stolen items have been returned to me, some months later, especially unique items a that are easily identified, also the stealing has been greatly reduced. But it is the result of reporting multiple petty thefts at my house, that provoked this officer into taking drastic and unwarranted action against me, to lock me up in a mental health Institute for 7 days to 'see if I was crazy'. I was given no warning. She told the Doctor/tribunal (lied to tribunal) that I was hearing voices and delusional (when in fact, once I told her I heard my neighbours talking and sometimes yelling out) – and, on the way over to Bundaberg in the police car, she actually said, she has better things to do than look into my complaints. This is a total violation of my rights. I was not a threat to anyone or myself, there was no indication of violence, (I am not a violent person, in fact I rarely even get angry -I’m a cool, calm and collected person, who thinks things through and applies common sense – unlike the police) all I did was put in reports of petty thefts, this officer didn’t want to deal with the paperwork, and she abused her position of power under the so called 2016 legislation of mental health act. I wish to also complain about the judge who authorised the ‘involuntary treatment authority and admission’, held under the statutory requirements, under the Mental Health Act 2016, for me, (Emily Bieman) by the testimony of police officer Sharon Morgan from Gin Gin. My exact complaint is, the judge took Sharon Morgan’s word as truth when it was not, she lied to the judge, to imply that I was delusional (such a treatment authority cannot be issued without the implication of this mental illness {the crazy factor – the bully factor}) and therefore the judge could grant the treatment authority -she lied about this “delusional” factor to have me locked up. I had told her I could sometimes hear my neighbours call out, and she interpreted this as I was hearing voices. She interpreted incorrect information because she was “wishfully thinking” because she didn’t want to do the paperwork for the petty theft crime in my neighbourhood. To me, it seemed she was also too concerned about what her fellow male subordinates thought about her, and keeping up with comradery. She made it clear, that this was her punishment for me, for yelling at her over the phone about petty trivial thefts. She is sick, and NOT welcome in my life. (I personally believe she ‘tricked’ herself and possibly has her own issues with mental health {imagine how many people have been wrongfully convicted of crimes and sent to prison in such a manner}). Also, btw, I do not believe she could see the crime here, as items stolen had no monetary value, or little, but the crime is the persistent torture nature of the thefts. I deeply resent what happened to me, and I feel this judge needs to imagine what happened if someone just came along grabbed him out of his life and work and placed him in a mental ward prison for seven days to “see if he was mentally ill” This is bullying 101, and it was perpetrated by Sharon Morgan, and enabled by the judge. Bundaberg court later refused to give me the name of that judge. It is unfortunate that I am the victim of petty theft, but being a victim doesn’t make me mentally ill. I do not have a mental illness; I am capable of making my own health decisions. I am not a physical threat to myself or others (these are the 3 stipulations needed to incarcerate someone, and I do not fit any, let alone all 3 -so not only did the police violate my rights but the doctor and psychiatrist assessing me (Dr Alex McClymont and Dr Ali Ali-Tiae and side kick Roz Watson) did. And, there was no one there at the time to stand up for my Rights) once I was brought into the hospital, they failed to see the truth because they just wanted to please the police officer who was extremely gung-ho and worked up at the time, she knows how to apply pressure). Also, btw, at the time of the initial assessment, when I was ‘abducted’, - I have it on audio. I recorded it, sneakily, as I tried to video it, but was shut down by Roz Watson and Alex Mcylmont (they should be totally ashamed of themselves, and actually you CAN record whatever you want,- and upload it to social media, as long as it is not of a personal nature, like sex or children’s change rooms), but, so, the recorder was still on – if you listen to it, you can hear plain as day, me, a person of complete sound mind, cool, calm and collected, NO reasons given to detain and incarcerate. NONE. (In it, afterwards, you also hear my phone calls to lawyers - man, lawyers are hopeless in this country, they are all whipped by the powers that be and can only handle deceased estates, none could help me because of the 2016 Mental Health Act, -that’s what they said, however, if I offered one $20000, I am pretty sure, suddenly they could have done something (one lawyer later said; $50000 and I would be released immediately). And later I saw you can contact your local Member of Parliament via their online website, for a face-to-face meeting, they receive the message straightaway, and even though they are very busy – this would be something a politician is empowered to do, and they know it, not many other people would be. I am confident, that, would have been a good option for me when I was incarcerated wrongfully. So, even though there are numerous violations here, I still had no way of having my rights upheld. These people are begging to be sued, if any lawyer can step forward pro bono, and sue them - then there’s money in it for you. Or is that only something that happens in America, or in the movies? How an earth can Australia be a democratic country if lawyers don’t sue people like this who violate legislation? I believe they’re called Civil litigators’) Newspaper did not want to know anything about this either (The Australian) they were however interested in reporting about all the prostitutes on Facebook, gofigure. (True – on certain forums at about 830 in the evening, suddenly a whole lot of ‘busty women’ would appear). Isn’t it strange how people will accept prosy’s on Facebook, but they will not accept an angry woman. While I was imprisoned at the hospital, I had to do and say whatever I could to be released as soon as possible - aside from obvious reasons, I have work responsibilities at home, and animals, which nobody cared for, and my cat, when I got home was starving, (no food or water) he ate 3 huge big bowls of meat. Even though I REPEATEDLY explained about my starving elderly blind cat, and also my uncle told them, she has a cat – they did not give a dam. (So also, animal cruelty goes on at this so-called Hospital (which fits in with their personality types, cruel). It makes a difference if you have family, they only pick on people with no family, my do-good Uncle (retired magistrate) told them, he had not spoken to me in 20yrs, NOT HELPFUL. But in retrospect, some years ago, I did have some minor problems with his wife, zombie related problems, so I can see now he was protecting his wife’s honour “my wife is not stupid; your crazy!” I have had this problem before with 2 little bully bitches who “toilet attacked me” – for no reason either; “we are not stupid toilet zombies – you’re crazy” – same thing, and just like the Witches Of Salem. My Uncle did help in the end by being a good phone support, but he is a fearful man, whipped I would say, by the powers that be. I believe when talking to me, ‘sided’ with me, but when talking to the DR, (I asked the Dr to call him, thinking it would help) he ‘sided’ with the DR, my uncle is a coward, and wrongfully assumed since I was there, there must be a problem.) My family are clueless about my situation, it has been yrs since we spoke, we have all gone our separate ways, and they are all married with families, this makes me different from them, a single, and they cannot handle it, they have no idea about the thievery or if they do, encourage it, by not doing anything. I think my sister stole my bag once, and she along with my brother, imply to people that I meet, that I am on drugs, it is their passive aggressive way to be disrespectful towards me, it is a game for Penny, 3rd born. I am first born, {the only one that can see what’s going on}. At one point, my stupid 3rd born (manipulated) aunt accused me of being on heroin, she had all this paperwork and information - I clearly told her I wasn’t on heroine or any drugs, she just ignored me and went ahead citing off all of this garbage that she had printed off the computer. GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK HEADS - NOT ON DRUGS – AND NOR DO I DRINK. GOT IT. SOUND MIND AT ALL TIMES, GET OFF MY FUCKING BACK YOU WANNABE SELF RIGHTEOUS FOOLS. Always has been the way, except at schoolies when I was 18, I went through normal teen stuff – and at that time, in no way was my mental health ever put in danger, really – completely healthy, and more so than most. Not being compliant to you, does not mean on drugs or has mental health problems, you big fat egotistical clueless 3rd borns! My family would NOT have helped me in this situation (they are raised to be manipulated, not to ask questions and to have Barbie Bimbo smiles). I should add, if family/friends had of turned up, demanding to know why I was held against my will, imprisoned (and generally asking questions and annoying the crap out of all the staff, especially the Doctor) – it would have helped me greatly, I would have been released much sooner or not held there at all overnight, but most people do not have supportive understanding family who know how to; ask questions, stand up to doctors, and generally recognize the situation. That’s what these bullies count on – that’s their game. Its bullying 101. I can’t believe they’re allowed to do such things, and get away with it, even when rules and laws are broken and or bended to suit their whims - it was the most disgusting form of bullying that I’ve ever encountered in my life, and I have encountered a lot of bully situations, this one takes the cake. There is not a single note of “help” in this situation – they are the opposite of helpful. Note, I suspect at least one of the Doctors, Menosha, spoke to my little brother Tomas, as she implied it when we spoke, actually she kind of said it in a way that made me think that she tried one brother, and didn't have much success, and so then tried another! I thought this would be typical of Daniel, she probably tried to speak to Daniel about me, who told her to fuck off - and then called Tomas, and Tomas, as a 4th born, wouldn't understand something like this, unlike Daniel, he wouldn't understand if someone asks those kinds of questions, you have to tell them to fuck off! Tomas did not ask me if he could discuss personal information about me, he did not bother contacting me to see if I was ok with someone prying into my life, or to bother finding out what happened to me. And it sure as hell IS NOT OK for him to discuss me in such manner. They also pick on ‘ugly’ women, or women with no makeup, they assume they don’t care for themselves and are on drugs, I was drug tested. I found this happens a lot, I never wear makeup and I am not the best looker of the bunch, (since I am not on the market, I find wearing makeup a pointless notion (same with high heels) so I often get accused of being on drugs. People are really STUPID in general, I find. Suffice to say, I will not be putting in a police report ever again. In fact, some may say I am way too bold putting in a second complaint against Sharon Morgan (which I did with the police complaints ) after what happened the first time, but I have principles, and just because I can’t offer any proof or physical evidence (or only have very little) of harassment /theft, doesn’t mean it’s not true. I know that Sharon Morgan was acting in a non-thinking dogged way, instead of being responsible and applying common sense and instinct. (Yet, another woman, so busy trying to control the situation that they can’t apply common sense – common theme, I’ve noticed, unfortunately) I should add, on day 5, the doctor advised me, the only reason I was there was because of Sharon Morgan. He later tried to save himself and the police, whilst also, releasing me from hospital. And btw, the reason I was detained for so long before being released is because of the nurses, this is what they do: Nurses write false claims in their evening notes, stating “she was angry and aggressive” (for example) and really, I was not saying anything or doing anything at all. They do this deliberately as then the doctor reads the nurse’s notes every morning, and then says “oh she’s not allowed to leave, she’s angry and aggressive.” They literally lie, it is a cat and mouse game for them, they take pleasure in the power of incarcerating someone. Then they take pleasure domineering over people, ordering them about, and treating people badly, disrespectfully, and like a child or dog. Those nurses treat their role as someone who ought to inflict punishment, (because it is a prison, there are guards making sure no one can escape.) One nurse in particular was constantly making accusations about behaving like a child, and so that's how they she ought to treat the patients – like her excuse for being disrespectful. The bimbo dominatrix. (or maybe she just gets a lot of 'crazy children like' people in there!?) Plus, all their nurse Nazi rules like, no phones, food or television in rooms. The bimbo dominatrix. They have the added bonus of being able to get away with it. Power Tripping. The nurses who work at these places are truly despicable people. When I actually was released, I asked one of those nurses for a copy of those notes I told her, by law I’m allowed to have a copy, and you should have seen her, oh my god, it was her worst nightmare, I thought she was going to faint. LIARS. Most people have no idea what these institutes are like, they really should be shut down. Although patients’ rights were re-addressed in 2016, with new legislation brought into protect patients, (God knows what it was like prior to 2016) I strongly feel, it hasn’t gone far enough. There needs to be compulsory ‘notification’ given to a person, before a person is taken by force by police to a mental health hospital, (if you can't shut them down, which they should be) -notification in order for the person to voluntary seek help and talk to a councillor, and realize if they don’t, they will be taken against their will and imprisoned, it needs to be made clear that this is what will happen (so to avoid forceful institutionalization, which obviously will later lead to strong feelings of resentment. Australia is a democracy, not a ‘communistic dictatorship’ as I have experienced) - And by notification, I mean a formal written letter from the Department of health, sent by post to the persons known place of residence, I would further suggest a phone or email attempt of communication by the person who has started the process of institutionalisation, which is usually a police officer. BTW, people that work at the Bundaberg Mental Health Unit actually DO NOT know about human rights and they don’t know about the violations that they make. They just do as they please from day to day. There were at least five violations that I read in the little pamphlet that the Independent Patients’ Rights Advisor person gave me (even though I did not have my reading glasses even…). You know when you give a little bit of power to someone, sooner or later, they take a whole heap, it goes to their head, and unless they are kept in check, they ‘power trip’. Staff at this hospital are as cocky and arrogant as they come, they are not kept in check, and as a result they are revolting and they violate other people’s human rights. Actually, I got the sense that they were a weird cult. Rules unto themselves. Well, now I have firsthand experience of the abuses that go on by police and in institutions - and indeed they still should be closed down. The whole Mental Health Industry is a total scam, it’s about bullies praying on people who they deem ‘weak’. It seems every day people just can’t help but go on power trips and abuse their positions of power - this is true from the very well paid, to the nurse’s assistant on minimum wage - little things like withholding dental hygiene, withholding electronic devices, which by the way, are allowed in any Institute in Australia. {btw, the doctors decide for each patient about certain things, often they don’t really give a shit about certain things, like electronic devices, but it’s the nurses who frequently come up with these anal nazi rules, in typical female form. But if the doctor says its ok, that’s how it will be, what the Doctor says goes, he gets final word – so people should know about the little girl nazi nurses, they don’t have the final say.} I happened to take my iPad with me, with modem, (it goes everywhere I do – google maps!) So, much to the annoyance of the nazi nurses, I was given ‘verbal’ permission to use my device (even though by law, I would still be allowed to use it – see the rights violations. And bloody thankgoodness, 7 days without being able to do anything - now that is something that might make you go nuts! Also, nurses tying the armband too tight and withholding medication to intentionally inflict pain, being ‘tricked’ into taking their medication (I was told I was given a sleeping tablet (doors bang in the corridors all night long) but it turned out it was an antipsychotic drug (when I was not even psychotic. YOU SHOULD BE SUED (‘mental health’ medication, a whole other scam btw - Lithium; this is what is used to make good quality batteries. There is only one word to describe you if you think you need to take this as a medication; STUPID. Wake up. - Some psychologists reckon mental illness is caused from the inbalance of chemicals in the brain -this is a load of absolute bullshit, do not let anyone tell you, you have an imbalance of chemicals in the brain – it’s all cat and mouse game). Plus, they don't even know about proper sleep medications, they only know supposed antipsychotics) and lying to patients to ensure distrust and anxiousness. My room had a camera directly above my bed – disgusting. If you have any questions while you’re in there, about the process and procedure, (as it is all quite strange - because they lie and are not honest about what is going on and why you are there) and so ask the nurses questions - they really resent that. They do not wish to answer any questions, and will add to their notes that you are a nuisance. They’re really only interested in their routine, or any cat and mouse related activities where they get to be the cat; As well, the staff try to antagonise, so they can use their authority to overpower, particularly if they are bored in the evenings (I sum that up in 1 little sentence, but what that implies, the damage they do to people who are not like me, and will fall for their bait, is despicable, and I would say, would be physically abusive. (Another reason why it is important for Devices to be allowed in there, as no one gives a toss what the nurses are doing if they watching a good movie.) one day the nurses manipulated the cleaning girl to come and accost me, she was a horror! { If you ever accosted by a cleaner, you can say to get rid of them, “I can see you’re on a path of redemption”}. I describe the nurses here, but as I re-read it to myself, I am also describing my landlord Cate Rogers, who looks like Wainberg girl; give the dogs a little - they take a lot. So, every day little things are a problem, (not so much physical abuse or sexual violation in my experience), except once the Doctor, who whilst testing reflexes, was banging my knee and foot multiple times in order to inflict pain and get ‘kicks’ from seeing the reaction, (I have very sharp reflexes) and indeed I couldn’t walk on it for the following 12 hours - that was the initial doctor assessing me, Dr Alex Mc Clymont (from Facebook), who I put in a separate complaint with health ombudsman about him. {Btw, I say he’s from Facebook, because there is a whole heap of so-called mental health people, that go on Facebook, looking for victims, in effect, looking for customers. And they know that they can have the means to abduct someone under the guise of “we need to determine whether they have a mental illness or not” (apparently a new rule, they invented after they realized they wrongfully incarcerated me) - total outrage! And I know for a fact in my particular instance, three of them at least, and I say at least, worked together to incarcerate me, as they had blonde hair, and on one of my Facebook stories I had previously mentioned about the problem I was having with a blonde bimbo who was stealing from me – they took offense and helped concoct an incarceration plan (the irony of stupidity here). When I first went there, all the nurses had blonde hair, and she made reference to it. (Oh no, that girl has a brain and can think for herself, get her get her get her) When they got me in, anyone could see plain as day that I do not have any mental illness, and in fact I am probably saner than all of those people that work there, combined. But because so many people were involved in ‘trapping me’ and getting me there, it turned out they had worked over at least several months, actually I suspect much longer, because I started complaining to the police many years before about the thefts. So, most of them could see I shouldn’t have been there, I guess half of them said I should go home, and the other half insisted that I stay a week and do all the various medical tests, because they all had put so much time and effort into getting me there and concocting their evil little plan. So, you can see furthermore, common sense fully goes out the window when it comes to mental health workers – saving their own face.} little girls. Back to everyday things, I’m just talking about every day little power tripping things to make life unacceptable for an involuntary patient. The nurses unfortunately seem to have lost sight of the big picture, (or never knew it to begin) you know you’re allowed to be “stressed” at times, you’re allowed to be “angry” at times, you’re allowed to be “sad” at times - these feelings are normal, healthy, a part of life, and DO NOT REQUIRE MEDICATION – for goodness sakes - can you please apply common sense? For a nurse or Dr, to come along and imply that you are mentally ill and should be locked up and possibly restrained in those times, is, well, do I have to spell it out, STUPID. {I had to come back to this paragraph and add again; I really can’t emphasise enough, you’re allowed to be upset, angry, negative, or even depressed, at times, it’s completely 100% natural and if you were not this way sometimes, I would think there was something extremely mentally wrong with you, in fact I would go so far as to say that you were a psychopath. And ‘shunning’ someone, as they may appear ‘negative’ is just plain STUPID. Life is not chocolates and roses all the time, but guess what, when it’s not, we do not need an asylum or medication. One’s existence is not going to be perfect in the win/win struggle of life. So don’t be intimidated by these asylum Doctor types, not to feel angry or sad and express it (in a non-violent manner preferably ).} I need to mention there is also a “care volunteer” and what a scam this person is, I can’t stand what they’re doing here, not only in the work situation, but across many sectors - this is bloody Centrelink -they’re putting unemployed people into doing unpaid ‘activities’, and so they put them where they don’t belong, they shouldn’t be there, they cause more harm than good, but these gung-ho dogs at Centrelink /Jobs providers, go on these power trips trying to boss around other women and trying to play God. They are just as filthy, and they make me sick, and I am fed-up with how they get away with doing it too. There was a woman that came in to the ward, that had been drugged so badly she could not speak, (Dr Menosha I bet), she was someone who was there because she ‘winges’ – like a baby, she is ‘over empathetic’ of other people, their mere attitude affects her she had been their numerous times. And so, their solution (whoever brought her in) and the non-thinking nurses, was to fill her with enough drugs to shut her up. – SO WRONG. That woman could HEAR ME, she’s not crazy at all, she might have a difficult time dealing with it, who wouldn’t. She does not have schizophrenia, the doctors in there are idiots. I can assure you, many people can hear me, (actually everyone can, they just don’t know it) but they can handle things just fine and aren’t in mental health treatment. Btw, she can hear me, if I am upset - she screams! {Someone made up a joke for me a few years ago, and that is, my scream is so loud, only the dogs can hear it! Lol}. But, it is the same thing as what a young baby does, if its mother is upset, the baby will be upset. But in my case - it really has nothing to do with me, as in I do not command her to scream, infact 9 out of 10 times, I am not even aware that person is nearby. And, those ‘types’ get things wrong all the time, interpretations and twisting’s happen frequently, some like to manipulate the situation, and ‘blame’ me for bad behaviour, or say I am upset or angry, when I am NOT – they (some of them) are extremely manipulative and evil, and use me to get what they want. It actually is the opposite of what you might think, if someone has the ability to get someone else to scream. Some of them have no common sense, I mean NONE, some of them have extreme amounts of common-sense and can figure out the difference between just a passing thought and then an intention, some can't, and jump to fearful conclusions (AliAtae, Sharon Morgen). A lot of them are ‘police’ type people, and they can’t; incredibly naive, some of them. I suggest you read my blog if you want to know more on this taboo issue. And for the privilege of reading about this particular ‘non-spoken’ topic, or talking to me about it; show me some goddamn respect. You can’t lock me up and imprison me to obtain this kind of information. It’s almost like they don’t quite understand what’s going on, due to their personal naivete; like they think something is going on here, “we just can’t work it out”, and so try to extract information from their ‘victims’ on how the world works, how different people’s minds work DIFFERENTLY. And instead of just asking, they use either manipulative coercion or brute force, plus imprisonment, bullying, intimidation, and oppression. They are purely disgusting. Shame on all of them. BTW, that woman, I later remembered was a girl from my school, in an older year, back then she had long white/blonde hair, I never paid any attention to her or any of the older girls, so I do not know if she was ‘influenced’ by me back then? I suspect she was in the same year that Wainberg girl was in, that goes by the name now which is that the same as the manager of this Ward – Katie Rogers "Kate Rogers" – more about her later, and NOT a coincidence. Possibly a whole NEGS girl dominated sector, looking for victims to pay their salaries? Talk about an unhealthy obsession, such irony. And btw, I would put money on the fact that 9 out of 10 people who came into that ward, would want one thing and one thing only and that is a sympathetic ear. It’s a little strange that the staff make it so complicated and want to come up with all of this ridiculous treatment, when all they need is a sympathetic ear. It’s basically pure laziness on behalf of mental health care, workers. They don’t want to be forced to care, and listen to all the problems that people face. And would simply prefer to put them on “treatment” which is actually just medication, to oppress them. It’s a pure disgrace. It happened in the 50s 60s 70s and it still happens today in 2020. I can’t believe nobody has woken up to how sinister mental health care workers are. All anybody wants in life is a sympathetic ear – it’s like validation for who they are. Those staff do the opposite and try to un-invalidate who they are – evil staff. I felt like with the Dr’s in there, it’s like their philosophy is “If your personality/abilities/gift/personal quirks, impedes your ability to work, therefore you must have a mental illness” (such stupidity). Illness/disease my arse. Possibly disorders can develop, (for every action there is a reaction). But NOT disease. Not to mention, I had only the clothes I was wearing, I had no toiletries, and had to be escorted to the local chemist to buy them, it was only lucky I had money in my wallet. It was also only lucky I happened to bring my phone, as I had assumed, I would be escorted home later that day (police told me I would be escorted home) I had no lip balm….they lied to me, again. Never trust a police office. While I was at the hospital, I was discussing some of the reasons why they are so strict about certain things with one of the nurses (and like why I was not allowed to floss my teeth (yuk yuk yuk)) and she said it’s because of suicidal patients. When I asked her if she actually had any suicidal patients in there, she said no. For me, this says it all -this whole facility was a total waste of money, and the other 2 patients in there were elderly, they had turned it into a nursing home, to make up numbers, so they could keep the 10 or so staff members that work there in a job. (btw, I had a piece of meat stuck in my teeth from my lunch just before I was abducted, and it remained there for 2 whole days, as there was no floss, so, what I had to do, I managed to get one of the paddle pop sticks, and bite it, kind of fashion a sharp blade edge bit on it, so I could use that to insert it in between my teeth! - the irony of the situation of me having to fashion of a sharp tool in this prison type situation, like what are they trying to turn me into?) All the staff that work there are bullies by nature, there is no exception. I would say the real attraction of why certain people work in a place like that, is because they themselves have mental issues. I want to list their names, it is only by naming names, that change can occur: Manager: Katie Rogers. (No coincidence, but my landlords name is Catie Rogers?? - She by the way came across as really the only kind of sane person that worked there, (sweet talker) although the fact that she has a whole lot of, basically, lunatics working for her, who rule the roost so to speak, is what doesn’t make sense with her, I’m figuring she must be one of those people that laughs and giggles herself off to sleep every night too. Although I feel she is weak because she allows the ‘powers that be’ to lock up INNOCENT women. Weakling.) Teresa, Annette (another blondy from Facebook who looks for victims, and inflicts pain from doing the arm band as tight as she can do it on blood level checks – which are done to patients 3 times a day) , Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex Mcylmont (Facebook doctor – could be a faker), Rosalind, Fred, Moses, Reggie, Dr Menosha (psychopath – wants to enforce drug taking by forced injections without patients permission – just hoping and wishing that she can force an injection on someone, her main aim, personal mission and fun, is to force a needle on someone. DISGUSTING, stupid dog, are you from the last century? She belongs in jail, btw, she looked like Jessica from Suits, and dressed the same too {I'm not responsible for hiring or firing}), Lisa, John, Karen, Shashgee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (little cunt who force feeds people, another example of someone who actually does have mental health problems but working within, rather than being the patient, which she should be, same as Dr Menosha. Why should I be forced to be exposed to their inexperienced, incompetent, naive dysfunction? I am not your guinea pig you stupid little girl.) Do they have any idea the anger they inflict on someone by incarcerating them against their will? Any? And note, most of these people are female, this whole industry is run by women, not male misogynist, but female misogynist. Btw, that young disrespectful girl who instigated the force feeding, came and sat with me just before I left, like she was trying to make everything okay for herself – make nice. As if I'm going to forget what happened you stupid little dog. And no, I don't forgive you, you do not belong in the work place you clueless little girl. -Young girls seem to be worse, I guess it's their stupidity still, have not learnt yet basics…- but that one was so arrogant in her confidence, of being a bitch - she didn’t think they’d be any consequences for her, she felt totally protected and safe in her bimbo dominatrix manner. I was later told; this is because of her belief in “class”; she really feels superior to the people brought in, or in there, voluntary. I had observed this factor of most of the staff, but I guess the younger ones are less inclined to know how to hide their belief. In retrospect, I personally think she was placed in there ‘personally’ for me, to annoy me - they are CUNTS, copying Shauna. Oh, and by the way I should mention, I got the distinct feeling that one of their main aims was to get my life story, and record it. Really and truly, they wanted my whole life story omitting no details. Actually, I think that was for the sole point of being entertained, they want your life story – they don’t care about you, how could they, total strangers, but they wanted to be entertained at work with a story. They want stories at work. At the time I thought, well if they get my life story, they will be able to see more clearly, I’m a normal person, I had a wonderful happy childhood with 2 loving parents etc etc. But now in retrospect I should’ve told them where to shove it, my life is none of their business (total perverts) and anyway they only got the skimmed version - if you kidnap someone, hold them prisoner, you’re not going to get the truth or trust anyway, infact, you’re just going to get someone who wishes you to be DEAD (and you should be careful of the people you pick on, some are very wilful.) – there was a young Chinese so called Dr that suddenly appeared on day 7 just before I was released and he wanted to sit down with me and have a discussion about my dreams – what an idiot, after holding me against my will, as a prisoners for 7 days, letting my cat starve, he wants to have a sit down discussion – COMPLETE MORON and you know, I could not say what was required in this situation – like FUCK THE HELL OFF, because my goal was to leave, so I had to play these bizarre cards I was dealt – and not fall trap into their Cat and Mouse game. As I know Doctors too, can be very wilful. I want to comment: Psychologists focus on providing psychotherapy (talk therapy) to help patients, they are not Doctors. And Psychiatrists are medical doctors, who prescribe medication, diagnose illness, and manage “treatment”. So, in Assessment time at that ward, which occurred Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings (was meant to) there was no Psychologists. Infact there were no Psychologists who worked there. Only Psychiatrists whose main aim was to get as many people taking drugs as possible (mmm gee I wonder what could possibly be their motivation) also there was the inevitable feeling that those people thought themselves superior to the patient, the other motivation for them being there, feeling superior. Also, if you read my blog, if you take the time to read my blog, you’ll see that on numerous occasions, I write about the ‘dogs’ who follow me around, as in women who literally see me, and start following me, either by car or by foot - this is actually a real phenomenon. It’s been going on basically all my adult life, people have different reasons for following me, some to steal, some just looking for opportunities, some want to be nosy, and see you where I live, who I talk to, others are just completely bored and have nothing better to do. With some of these people, actually, most now a days, it’s a power thing; they don’t want me to ‘win’ in any situation, they want me to lose. And so, they know how to, not only interrupt my train of thought with distractions, but they know how to manipulate the people I’m talking to in order for me not to ‘win’. These manipulators, are the ones with mental health problems, not the other way around -you stupid little naive doctors. And you would have to ask them why they would not want me to ‘win’ in life. Someone told me it’s because they think I’m gay, (they’re discriminatory) someone else told me it’s just because I’m a woman, (and it’s all old men trying to set me up to lose (old men from the 80s, who hate women) Someone else told me it’s because I’m a Greenie! Whatever the reason, it is a result of mental health problems. It’s just for some reason, people in the mental health industry, and the police, are completely blind as bats and can’t actually see what’s going on, either that or they know perfectly well what’s going on, but it is their game, to say that’s that IT IS NOT happening at all. Either way, they would like to victimise young innocent women who have no-one ‘on side’. They truly should be ashamed, and if it were up to me, they would be incarcerated, as they have been victimising women like this for many years. (I want to mention about the power thing, some people are born to lead a certain life path, when you mess with it, like those manipulators do – you not only change my path, but you mess around with a whole lot of paths – in my opinion, you are responsible for the backwards nature of Australians). Plus, later it came to my attention that back in Gunnedah in 2016 or so, I had some difficulties with young bimbo receptionist trying to get a dr appointment – they refused to give me one, and I ended up going to the emergency at the hospital several times. but one day I walked into the clinic and demanded an appointment - I yelled at this young blonde girl, not severely and in fact, I didn’t even yell, I just raised my voice, insisting I have an appointment {I’ve mentioned before on a scale of 1 to 10, 10, being extremely angry and 1 being mildly so; when it comes to me, I would always fall into the number 1 category on those rare occasions I show annoyance. Especially back then, now, approaching 50, and after experiencing so many stupid people, I could possibly reach no 3!) but it was because this young bimbo receptionist had to look at me and my face as I was raising my voice to her, and I don’t wear makeup, and I’m not the most pleasant young and beautiful person to look at, so, it was this factor alone in my opinion (and others so I am told now), that caused her to believe that I was furious at her. For some reason she was writing the doctors report (medical records), and she added after the appointment notes, that I was agitated, and most likely had mental health problems. So it was because of this stupid bimbo, who can’t handle ugly women (or plainjanes), that possibly contributed to being locked up for seven days in the mental health asylum to determine if I was crazy or not. I can’t believe this kind of thing that can happen. Get your arse into gear government and get rid of these dogs in health and mental health industries, picking on ugly women. {Also, note, I believe it is men mostly who have the issue with ugly women, but bimbos girls like receptionists, pick up on it, and pass their dysfunction on, such is human nature amongst young women. By the way, if anyone has cause to possibly consider cosmetic plastic surgery, it would be me, but I can assure you there’s not a chance in hell I would ever consider plastic surgery. That is ridiculous. I was made exactly the way I should be for a specific reason. (Albeit, bringing into consciousness, this stupid bimbo behaviour of picking on ugly women.) My face is one of my best weapons. Anyway, my point is re being followed and harassed, if you tell one of these doctors that you’re being followed, they will immediately diagnose you mentally ill (young naive Dr Alex Mc Clymont). They have absolutely no concept of what it’s like to be a single woman and followed around by stupid dogs. NONE (Dr Alex McClymont, how could you be so stupid?) so naive about life, I’m embarrassed for their stupidity. Who the hell pays these idiots? Also, that Dr failed to attend my assessment, so I could not be released after all the blood work and tests had been done on Wednesday. A GP is required for release – he knew I should not have been there, so he just did not turn up, as then he would be wrong. I had to wait till Friday. He should not be a Dr; he is not a responsible adult. (He also gave me the finger as I was released; no idea why, we hardly spoke, guess he was just proved WRONG by me – and they are so sure, so adamant that they are right. I think that’s was one on FB who was stalking me? I put my dentist story on public group, about how I punched the dentist in the face due to an automatic reflex when he drilled into my nerve (arshole dentist), but so Dr McClymont spent at least 20 minutes doing reflex checks on my knees when I was first was admitted, I got a really sore knee and could not walk – one arshole after the other.) By the way, one of the tests that they asked me to do was a brain scan, and this is the second brain scan I’ve had in the last three year period, as when I briefly lived on Sarah Ferguson and Peter Longs place, I had several items go missing, which I would speak to them about, because I know that both of them are not innocent, nor were their adult kids, and they insisted that I was forgetting where I put everything, and insisted I go and have a brain scan to check to see whether I have Alzheimer’s - and I did, as I had to see the doctor anyway about my collapsed arch, the results came back of course, nothing wrong with me, no tangles. They also advised me nothing wrong on the second scan, so the fact that I’ve had to have two expensive brain scans, because people refuse to believe that someone is stealing from me, and would prefer to think of me as forgetful or crazy, is an absolute disgrace. FUCKING DISGUSTING - stupid humans! It is so such an obvious bullying thing that’s going on, and I’m bloody sick of being a victim of these stupid bimbo bullies. Hence my blog and I tell you, IT WORKS. Another thing that happens is force-feeding, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with manipulation, pressure and threatening remarks. If one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person(adult) to get them to comply, like a pack of dogs. It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. STUPID. Working like a pack of dogs in order to control patients who are, by the way, adults and can make their own decisions. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age seven, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. So, if you just give them some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (there were elderly patients in there) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. Quick mention about the food; it was quite palatable, but I do find it a little odd that the hospital doesn’t produce food that is 100% totally health-conscious food. There seems to be a total lagging in this area. Don't they listen to current medias about food? Food nutrition; what you eat is related to good health. And so, a hospital, goodness me, you should be the number one place in the world that serves “healthy food”, all the time. I mean, I enjoyed the chicken Mornay, but would definitely not classify that meal as healthy, hence why I needed my heart burn medication. (Which they withheld) I had issue with the ‘set’ meal times too, not everyone likes to get up and eat straight away…………and one of the other girls stole my good breakfast items off my tray....and on the 3rd day, I asked for some prunes – and the Manager didn’t know what I was talking about when I said was having some digestion problems, we had to have like a whole kind of back-and-forth conversation about what a prune actually is, (!) she couldn’t understand why I want prunes and how are prunes, relate to good digestion for someone in an alien new environment (!) - and finally she understood. I found this quite bizarre. How could she, the manager a supposed smart person, not know about this extremely basic thing? Her solution, she went on to tell me was “we have tablets for that”. What a joke those people are. How absurd are they? Brainwashed by pharmaceutical company. Don’t get me started on the showers either. OMG on the first morning I was there I had to wash my hair, it was a total disaster, not only was there no conditioner (I had to walk up to the chemist as a special escorted trip to get some, plus I left my diary on the chemist counter……….….) But the shower itself was kind of an exercise routine, where I had to squat, and lean against the wall, so I could put my head underneath the minuscule deformed showerhead (what were they thinking?), with the most ridiculous water pressure you could possibly imagine. But eventually, as it took ages to get all the shampoo and conditioner out of my butt length curly hair, so by the time I had finished, not only was the bathroom flooded (there was something wrong with the drain it was blocked). And after I had finished, and was dressed, outside, they check vitals daily: pulse checks/heart rate/ blood pressure, and, mine, after that rigorous shower was absolutely through the roof. The nurse said she couldn’t possibly record it because they would call the ambulance and take me up to the hospital, it was that bad, and this is purely from the major exertion I had to go through by squatting and leaning, huffing and puffing, moaning and groaning, to just simply wash my hair! Really unacceptable showerheads. Also in regards to those daily checks, in there, if you do have any health problems, like physical symptoms, then the nurses go about their business in addressing it, and it’s really weird, as someone who seldom goes to a doctor, and then even when I do, for an issue, it usually doesn’t actually get resolved. So to have these people asking you questions and paying attention to what the real problem is;it’s quite bizarre, and the doctor, at one point, implied to me, I should really talk about any health issue with them, as they can help greatly in that area, like, they know that health issues go unaddressed at your local GP. A known thing. LOL. Ofcourse I did not discuss all my health issues with them, I was too upset at being there, and not have anyone to feed my cat. I was too angry to recall all the issues I had. In retrospect, I bloody should have in regards to my back and scoliosis, as all Drs seem to just ignore the fascia problems. But ofcourse I did not know it was scoliosis causing the problem. And later I saw a documentary, well, they showed it to me, deliberately, about a older woman who was diagnosed with a terminal disease, and she was on her own life, she didn’t have any relatives or friends, and it was just her story of going to hospital and waiting there until she died. It was just kind of a matter of fact, like, this is what happens, rather than a sad tragedy. One thing she really portrayed, this woman as an actress, portrayed how bizarre it is having nurses dotting over your health, asking about all of your health concerns and how you’re feeling; when you’re a single woman, you don’t usually get looked after at all, and I know in Japan they have elderly people breaking the law deliberately, so they get sent to prison, where the prison doctors and staff look after them. A worldwide thing atm. Maybe they should put nurses in with the GP’s? And quickly something else, I have to mention it because I was pretty annoyed about it at the time, when I was there that week, that was the week we finally had drought breaking rains and I’m talking about drought that had been going on for nine years. So basically, nine years since the last heavy rains, so here finally it started to rain. BUT I couldn’t go outside when it started, or barely even hear it even on that roof there, I was locked in. I was very sad about not being able to see the rain. I have put in various complaints to various departments about mental health violations, telling them just because someone is personally angry about petty thefts, does not give anyone else the right to imprison them (talk about oppression, 2020, and such unbelievable stupidity in QLD) While I was being held against my will for those seven days in that Bundaberg mental health prison, if you were watching the news and had being paying attention, there was a story coming to light about an unknown art dealer named Glafira Rosales, who screwed a famous art house, and rich art buyers, out of just over $110 million worth of fake art over a 10yr period. She was sentenced to time served, meaning she didn’t actually serve any time in prison. So, me, who didn’t screw anyone out of anything, had to serve seven days longer than that woman who screwed people out of just over $110 million. True. Puts things into perspective, how innocent people get screwed, and the rich get away with everything. Thoughtless officer Morgan can’t get the big fish, so she picks on small people like me who are innocent. fuck her, fuck them, this country is fucked - way to inspire anger and hate Sharon Morgan. BTW, that was not the only story coming to light at that time, guess what the other one was? – COVID19. Back to my formal complaints process -The Department of health has an ombudsman, the ombudsman refused to do anything about this, stating it can only change, with change of the 2016 legislation. They failed to acknowledge the fact that the police lied to the tribunal, thus violating that 2016 mental health act in the first place. The Department of health is run by little girls who did not take me seriously, and infact where totally condescending on the phone when I spoke with one, in particular, and who took my incarceration as meaning; this person can be totally written off as crazy, and not someone you should listen too, – she was an idiot. This whole thing is little girl related; this is the main difference between men and women. A man would apply common sense here and just know this kind of “Incarceration behaviour” is unacceptable. This is a continued theme I’ve noticed throughout my life, and I am doing something about that, believe it or not but I am a feminist. Wake up Bimbos. Bundaberg hospital refused to do anything about it, they were just dismissive when I was contacted once by someone named ‘Laura’ after my complaints (it seems being held in a mental health ward instantly deeds you ‘not credible’ – they are bullies (this is how they make money, as if they’re going to do anything about any complaint ever received) More on the now lack of respect due to be labelled as “crazy” – its like they use it as an excuse to be disrespectful, dismissive and prejudice - as a direct repercussion of Sharon Morgan, and her laziness, naïveté (and stupidity), I have since had multiple businesses in Bundaberg (ones that are run by women), whispering to each other on the dog network; “ Oh she’s crazy no one will believe her if she cries theft, so we can steal from her”, by blatantly overcharging. Sharon Morgan is doing the opposite of what she’s meant to be doing, she is encouraging thievery. (And not just in the area after it happened, the whole incident follows me around.) I believe the Mental Health legislation should make sure an Independent Patients’ Rights Adviser is present on admittance (and do more to make sure the Independent Patients’ Rights Adviser is actually Independent (the one I spoke to was most defiantly not, or at any rate, she knew they would not release me the following day after admittance, and/or could not do anything about it (she refused to speak to me about it )), and written notification is given - if notification was given then this whole seven day imprisonment would’ve been avoided. (Which, still, btw, is giving me negative dreams, and just something else in life to be angry about.) I further want to complain about afterwards. I was released – my ‘treatment plan’ ended, but I have still been harassed by Gin Gin Hospital, Roz Watson and Dr Ali, who insist I see them. They both want to be ‘schmoozed’ and ‘charmed’, like I should pull out a bottle of champagne for them, and I believe they are paid if I see them, as like the hospital is paid if I go there, (go figure, no wonder) I know now, it is my right not to see either of those people ever again, so I have had to get a new phone number to avoid (I suspect it was Roz Watson) harassing me by phone?. And I now keep a padlock on the gate. I have a life, I have work, I do not disturb other people, I would appreciate not being disturbed by bullies in positions of power, btw, a hospital is for sick people, I am not sick, so leave me alone and stop wasting tax payer’s money. AND btw, that Dr, Dr Ali, is beyond belief; I just know if I said to him (or if anyone should say to him “sometimes I can hear voices”, (not that I hear voices) but he would diagnose you with a mental illness called schizophrenia; and he’ll pump you full of medication. I really can’t believe how ill-advised and naive these university graduates are – trying to fix something that is not broken. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women. Women, note, mostly women.) If you’re a woman, you should be greatly offended and threatened by these people. This Dr and Dr Menosha are truly shameless and are without morals of any kind. A government that would pay for such an asylum in today’s time of information is SICKENING and deplorable. So, after this experience I am very inclined to think the whole mental health industry is a total scam; no such thing as "mental illness". Lawyers have come up with the term schizophrenia to get guilty persons off crimes, it is a make-believe term, perpetuated by the movies – they also push “mental health medications” – they brain wash people, they have been so affective, they have whole hordes of people on medication. Infact I strongly suspect the staff in these institutes have strong ties to the marketing television/movie worlds. Actually, I'll give you a perfect example here about the confusion between "mental illness", (if indeed it is an actual thing), and simply "lazy selfish thinking". Some people, if they don't feel like they're in control of the situation, especially when they are used to being in control, then they start using manipulation by tantrum throwing, mood swings, little freak outs, even kind of 'crazy' behaviour, until they have the control that they want. It's just a tactic to manipulate the people in their lives to gain control over them. So not an illness at all, they know exactly what they're doing, apparently, some may not be fully conscious of their evil antics, (because no one has ever bothered to call them up on their bad behaviour), but it's not a mental illness AT ALL, it's just pathetic selfish bullying power tripping laziness. So why don't they close down "mental health clinics" and open up "power tripping clinics" Also, when I got home that 7th day, after finding my starving pussycat and sorting him out, I realized that the front door must have been left open for a period of time, as my bathroom was full of blowflies (quite disgusting, dozens of them flying around) {it was locked when I left}, plus my fridge had been moved slightly - and so then of course I checked my cctv – and my system had been switched off for 4 of the 7 days (can only be done at the outside power box)– I strongly suspect Sharon Morgan, searched my house without my permission, incahoots with Dr Manoosha, looking for stolen items (they did not know whether to believe me or not). I should add, when Dr Menosha was questioning me on Wednesday, some of her questions did not quite make sense at the time, but when noted my cctv was switched off on that Wednesday, they made sense, TOTAL law breaker, no regards for privacy. Also, silly me, before I left, I switched my cameras on, but unfortunatly the monitor was on, so Sharon Morgan saw all the cameras, I noted she made a sound, noting them. So, if the monitor / screen did not come on then, then I bet I would have caught her red handed going through all my stuff, illegally. Possibly my landlord may have been in cahoots? She knew about the cameras. I would say all staff knew about the search, not just Menosha. Them, and the police are disgusting, they have way too much “authoritae” - and they abuse their powers. I should mention I did not commit any crime, so, no charges in question, no murder investigation, she just didn’t like me because we had an argument on the phone the month before, so she used her powers against me, she is disgusting. Imagine what they would do if there was a murder involved or charges been laid against someone – in my opinion due to this experience, they would have no problem falsifying documents or evidence. The word of any police person cannot be taken as fact ever. BTW, I told my cat later, how sorry I was for his starvation, I told him the dogs had me – I think as a cat, he understood. SO HOW MUCH MORE VIOLATIONS DO YOU WANT? That unit has to be closed down. I want compensation for being victimised, MY time wasted / stress / spoilt food in my fridge, and animal neglect. And, of course, the stealing is real, btw (thieves are cowards who don’t want attention drawn to themselves) and I get verbally harassed by them too, which is what I’m working on at the moment via online resources. And naming the stores I visit where items are stolen from me, (Bunnings has a whole huge network of petty thieves who target young single girls - they follow them home and wait till house is vacant and then ‘help themselves to small items’ (Harvey Norman are guilty of stealing too, by way of overcharging). And, one more thing; Little birdy told me, the sisters did it, as they assume if I catch some little shit stealing from me 'red-handed', they assumed, I would most likely kill them, because they can see I am angry about the thefts. And so now, they could save me, as I could plead crazy. ABSURD (I am not a violent person, never have been, I don’t drink – I am just angry – in a controlled manner) Also, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, (contrary to what you might hear in current medias) Actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak. I advise anyone in a similar position to get the name of anyone who speaks to you posing as a doctor, first and last name, and look them up on the Register of practitioners - https://www.ahpra.gov.au/About-Ahpra/Contact-Us/Make-an-Enquiry.aspx Also, since it happened, I have been brought to attention, the revolting practice of husbands incarcerating their wives into mental asylums, and sometimes daughters. God, I can’t begin to imagine just how wrong and unjust this is, bully husbands, who don’t want to deal with their angry fed-up wives, those women, who now in their 40’s are beginning to see the worlds with way more clarity, and question things) And the authority’s side with the husband, and imprison innocent women, or fathers who have abused their daughters then call them crazy and have them locked up – JUST DISGUSTING. SHUTDOWN MENTAL HEALTH WARDS, all of them for good. I put in a complaint about 2 of the Drs at Bundaberg Mental Health Unit as they were a direct threat to my health. But really their needs to be a complaint made about all the staff that worked there. The response from AHPRA, was ‘we will forward your complaint on to the Ombudsman.’ I just really can’t believe that those bullies have the power to lock up whoever they want with no just cause and no law breaking, it is unbelievable, and if these units do not get closed down, the whole of mankind loses. These places are prisons for people who do not break the law. They are prisons for people who authorities just don’t like, and want them out of the community. They are absolutely disgraceful and barbaric. I can’t believe the general population allows them to exist. They should ALL be burnt to the ground. As yet I have not received an apology from any of my captors, nor has any of my complaints to various authorities been addressed. I hope they all get their comeuppance. 27. I have an image of the medical complaints I put in, but I will not include them. I did make them, but they were NOT addressed by the medical people . Note, there was no Dr listed registered by the name of Dr Menosha. Big sadistic faker. So, this concludes my ABOUT. I continue with LIFE STORIES - some are interesting and comical, others you will find plain tedious, but that's what happens when you stick to the truth. 28. Wainberg child (now in her 50’s) So, after you’ve read this little ‘About’; things that go on in my life, and then in the above experience in Bundaberg, you’ll notice a name pops up Cate Rogers, who is the manager of that mental health ward, as well coincidentally the name of my landlord (2 separate people). Now, I have written about it before, I thought, on this About page, but it seems to be missing; So, over the years, I’ve come to realise that a lot of these problems are caused by this person. Her name is not really Cate Rogers it’s Wainberg, she was the older sister of my friend, Rachel, (not the eldest sister in that family, the 2nd born. 2nd born (stick to 1)). I can’t even remember her first name, because I didn’t really know her that well, we interreacted briefly in North Sydney when we went on a picnic in some park, and a triathlon situation. Plus, she lived with her sister, and I was good friends with her sister, we hung a lot. Plus, their family moved to Gunnedah when Rachael was in year 10 – there were 4 of them, 4 girls, they were all new to the school. Before that they lived in South Australia. This sister lived with Rachael in North Sydney before she moved to Mackay QLD. I know she worked as a receptionists for an Architecture briefly. I also know she had an affair with a married man, and later I met that married man’s family, the wife, and their 2yr old son. She has no morals whatsoever, and had CRAP IRRISPONSIBLE PARENTS. I noticed when we were at the park that day, she was able to manipulate her little sister Rachel, in sneaky feminine ways - she thought she was magic. Basically, she manipulates her sister, and ‘has a go’ at people via her sister. I assume jealous that her sister has a friend, and she does not. As you will read over in my photo stories over the next 20 pages or so, you’ll see she pops up over the years invariably stalking me and stealing from me in different situations. She knows a lot of people, and has some same connections that I do. She’s pretty much got a screw loose. And she’s basically a little Nazi - I’m constantly calling this person who is OBSESSED with me, a Nazi; I did not know it was her harassing me at all, as she is a coward, and harasses from afar. It turns out, that, that family are actually Nazis. There was a big immigration settlement in South Australia after the war, so I’m pretty sure she’s not a practising Nazi in the literal sense, but it’s a game for her, as her ancestors were, she too wants to play Nazi. Maybe she thought I was Jewish, and she wanted to continue the persecution? Wrong, not Jewish, although I do enjoy a good brisket, thank you! So, not Jewish and not Nazi. Infact, I don’t identify with any human ‘gang’. I stand on my own, always. Strong like bull. And HAY! Special message for not only this dog, but ALL dogs; Hay! It’s none of your business what I am doing right now. {Such a waste all of those Nazi killings; they could've done such good, imagine a world with no dogs? Such bliss….. Picking on the Jews- what were they thinking?}. So that girl, I will refer to her as Wainberg, as for some weird reason I still cannot remember her name – so strange, usually I have little birdy who tells me everything. This very fact about her name, created the first alarm bells I had about her. Possibly she being one of the little birdies, and she does not want me to remember her name. Wainberg, ends up being my landlord in 2019, she roped some pervert (stalked me in Sydney when I was 18) she knew into building her house in exchange for favours. Actually, it was a really good house, open plan, simple. A few little problems…. And so, over those 3 yrs there, plus another year at my new address, I slowly realise who she is, her fake name, and all the problems she has caused, her part in the overall big picture of the complete unforgivable frustration and extreme anger of my life, that I feel due to being followed and harassed everywhere I go, and of course – the thefts. She is a spoilt little self-entitled brat. Stoopid little blonde bitch. You know all my life I thought pretty much no difference between blondes and brunettes – until my realization of the actions of this stupid woman, now in her 50’s. My whole perception of a blonde has changed. Really – there is such a thing, as “stupid blondes”. {One person, or perhaps, many, implied the whole stupid nazi war from 1939—1945 is a direct result of blonde stupidity. Well now I believe it. Wainberg: you are revolting stupid woman, and the whole world would be a better place without you in it. You are the epitome of a stupid blonde. You have major disrespectful control power tripping issues, and you use everyone around you for your own personal selfish satisfaction, including your son. Why do I have to work out all her psychological problems?? I believe it took 2 years of me living there and writing this blog, in extreme detail, for her to realize the results of her selfish plain evil actions. Then another 2 years for me to realize why she was SO obsessed with me, and I think it was due to 2 REASONS, no 1, she is DOG and can hear me. No 2, Centrelink. As back in that time at North Sydney, was when I was studying fulltime at Hornsby, I was refused Aus study by Centrelink – the stupid cunt of woman behind the desk would not even give me an application form to fill out – so I would have been eligible to receive, they just REFUSED to give it to me. So, I would have told my friend Rachael this, who in turn would have told her sister, {or maybe she overheard our conversation?}, so her sister thinking I was refused Austudy, because I was rich, and not because the girl behind the desk was a total bitch - I am not sure what her problem was, but she SHOULD BE SHOT. Or perhaps Wainberg heard that about me, and was ‘dishevelled’ somewhat, as she, is actually rich, her father was a doctor, they are extremely well paid. Maybe it was a little bit of “I’m richer than you” – like a spoiled brat response? Who knows? So, big picture here though, all problems get traced back to a stupid woman at Centrelink. What do I have to say about her – YOU STUPID CUNT; I AM GOING TO COME BACK AND HAUNT YOU FOR ALL ETERNTITY just like that blond stupid bimbo Wainberg, has haunted me for the past 30 years stealing from me. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE telling me NO, to something I was entitled to? The stupidity of woman who work at Centrelink never ceases to amaze me. Anyway, I go on to further explain other situations and people involving Wainberg; read “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, and “Bike stealing in Boganville Australia” . I just remembered something in Jan 2024, I have not seen my friend Rachel Wainberg since I was studying my Fashion course - some 30 years ago now. But when we did hang out, I remember experimenting with hair colour (thanks to dogs on Pinterest and YouTube – for reminding of this story!) so Rachael said I had to first put hydrogen peroxide in my hair, if I wanted to dye it pink, which I did – just the front section!! Although there was no pink left in the store, so I got purple instead. I had no hair dyeing experience or knowledge, so I thought it was a good thing Rachael was there. So, I had this hydrogen peroxide in my hair - and when it was time to rinse, Rachael was trying to fuck it up, and get me leave it in for as long as possible so my hair would fall out – lucky I rinsed it just in time, to hell with her directions anymore. So, now, I see; she's a totally fucked up person too. And this would explain why I'm no longer friends with her. Her whole family must consist of just revolting little girls (with absent father and bimbo mother). You're not welcome in my life. - I only have friends who are nice! Btw, the bimbo mother had 4 girls – all blonde. I remember the father, I met him once, he was near albino. Apparently he was a Doctor. I am beginning to think everything I knew about that family was a lie. And talk about another perfect example of 3 too many. Stop inflicting your family dysfunction on me. {If you ever meet anyone from a family with 4 female siblings – RUN} In 2025 on Prime Video, I'm watching a mini series called The Better Sister and guess who it is about, they had an actress they said her name was Elizabeth Banks, and she was made up to look exactly like Weinberg girl, back when I was 20, I mean spitting image. I don't believe the story on the whole was about them, but she definitely was a bad sister. I don't know why they do things like that? But they do it regularly, no doubt they're probably trying to save her, trying to blame the problems on somebody else, some imaginary guy, which is a very common thing, maybe they're just trying to accuse me of being crazy so they can save her? Accuse me all you want television industry, but she's a bloody stalking thieving dog and she belongs in jail as far as I'm concerned. They also did a sideline, about how ‘my money’, is going to go to somebody else in a wheelchair. This is the kind of bullshit things that they do; incredibly annoying and manipulative and stupid. About P2 NEXT About P1 About P2(this), Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), Life Stories P4 2009 Emily Bieman at Tulcumbah 1. It all comes down to pure food jealousy This is the kind of activities that gets you kicked out of Rentals. It all comes down to pure food jealousy Usually, Female thieves are a result of stupid mothers who have more than 1 or 2 kids, it’s a 3rd/4th born jealousy thing - it carries through their whole life. BUT There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I have little dogs who are jealous of my food/clothes/things/fabrics/whole life, and try to sabotage them, they do it on any item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a gold star dog problem, that is taught by primary school teachers (particularly in Gunnedah) who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely stupid. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) – do your kids a favour and home school them, and keep them out of the general community. By the way little birdie told me when I eat really good food, I’m kind of verbal about it, as in I may sound, actually, just a bit, like I’m perhaps, on my way to climaxing! And so, it was this particular part about the whole good food situation, that they especially didn’t like! (I outdrew them all.... misogynist 101 - Misogynist, men who hate seeing women WIN (and women)) I want to add, I have noted on my website, some foods that I definitely know have been stolen whilst I was at Rangari, a lot, actually. I’ve done photo stories about them. But I strongly suspect that they were lots of foods taken that I didn’t really notice, I mean it’s not like I kept track of everything I picked, harvest, preserved and stored. But if there were things that I did notice, there’s bound to be many things that I didn’t notice. And you know what, the people who were stealing from me, are ‘dumb’ people, I was surrounded by neighbours who couldn’t think to do things like grow their own good food, then they see me, someone they have no respect for, enjoying these good things, {I ought to add, I don’t drink or socialize, so I save a lot of money this way, and can spend it on extra good edible plants and flowers}, I really was on a “food” journey. I recall saving my money at one point (this was very hard when not working) so I could try some new cheeses, (cheese money!), as they were doing a cheese special on my then fav show “food lovers” on SBS, and I realised so far in my life, I hadn’t really had any good cheese, ever! So, I managed to purchase about 5 different cheeses, it was pretty good, I definitely enjoyed those few weeks of trying good cheeses. But then after they ran out, I had to go back to my budget cheese, and Oooh, yuk, so horrid I could not eat it. It took about 5 years before I could eat budget cheese again! I was also inspired by The Cook and The Chef on the ABC; I could just go out to my garden, pick what was ripe, and do a little variation of what they had shown on show! I really learnt to appreciate fresh food and flavour, they actually talked about “peasant food” how it was thought of as not very good, when in actual fact is extremely good, very healthy and fresh - gourmet. Anyway, back to food jealousy story; because they think I am “no one” - not even married, I’m just a single woman out there on my own, the jealous dogs help themselves - they are so disgusting, but more to the point their stupidity, is what really comes across to me. Like, they are showing me exactly how stupid they are, I’m basically getting this message of “stupidity” shoved down my throat, all the time. By the way, one time I found myself at one of my neighbours, I actually heard my neighbour tell her daughter when I was at the door, “who is it mummy? it’s no one dear”. And I just want to say about that, I mean I don’t care if that silly twit woman thinks that I’m ‘no one’, she’s obviously one of the stupid people I’m talking about, (related to Tydd), but by saying what she did, I believe, it goes into the collective consciousness, and it’s a statement that works adversely for me in the future. It’s kind of like cursing someone. 2. 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story I don’t gamble: not even scratchies, I’ve always thought the pokies was just this ridiculous concept and one would have to be ‘dumb’ to hand your money over to a machine, plus everyone knows, the ‘house’ always wins. Although every Christmas I buy a million-dollar lotto ticket, for my dream house. So far, I haven’t won. I have a scratchies story; every week my dad came home from work with scratchies for the kids (he was a bit of a lotto buff, as some yrs before, he actually won the big one! How bout that - on a scratchy! (Off to private school for me, and a new Ford Falcon for the family!!) Anyway, every week, us 3 kids would scratch our tickets, and my sister and I, we would never win, maybe once I won $5, I think, I don’t think Penny ever won. But Daniel on the other hand, not kidding, he won every single week, $5, $10, $15, $25, or even $50! Talk about lucky!! I’ve always thought Penny and I were his lucky charm! and mum was dad’s lucky charm (just our presence). That expression ‘miss lady luck’ it’s really true, I’m not sure why or how that could possibly work, but, true. I’m thinking if you want to be a lucky bastard, get married. Oh, and Daniels luck also applied to any games we played, like Monopoly – you should have seen him, it was amazing, every game he landed on Mayfair and Parklane, plus all the Utilities, he always won, it was unbelievable. Actually, I do believe his luck when playing Monopoly was due to his thought process; he would always sit on his haunches, rubbing his hands together, waiting impatiently for his turn to come along, totally excited, with a beam in his eye at the anticipation of beating his siblings, his mindset being “I am gonna win”!! Whereas I, on the other hand, would be like, ‘oh yeah, whatever, hurry up roll the dice’ - winning wasn’t that important to me. I believe that’s the difference between winning and not winning. It’s like God is listening, and passion is the key. 3. Family Photo with Big Boob Story The Bieman’s: Dick, Fran, me, Daniel, Penny and Tomas. Also, my cousin Sebastian Brandt and his mum, Diana (mum’s non biological sister). I did have this posted on Gunnedah Facebook Group too, ‘Thumbs up Thumbs Down’ (which I thought was one of the best groups on Facebook, except the admin removed it, as she got complaints! What a discriminatory wussy little girl - have some guts admin, how are you going to make the world a better place when you don’t even want to know what’s going on) a few months after that I was ban from FB due to such honest frank speech like this one. Pathetic Australia. It was posted as “Thumbs up to my completely dysfunctional family” My mother was adopted when she was very young, she landed into a family of women with huge boobs. I mean giant boobs, huge. But my mother was petite, she had a small frame. One wouldn’t think this was relevant, but as an old, wise woman now, I can tell you it certainly is relevant. Women with small boobs have completely different personalities than women with big boobs. I’m no psychologist, and I’m not even sure if this phenomenon is even recognized as a factor, but I can assure you it is definitely true.) So aside from that genetic difference, the other unfortunate circumstance that was thrusted upon her is the fact that the mostly female family that adopted her, at certain regular times, were unfortunately a bunch of bully bitches that worked akin to a pack of wolves or dogs targeting its weak prey (or akin to Cinderella and the three ugly stepsisters) The sad thing about those big boob women is the fact that they had /have no idea that they are /were bullies. It’s just something they INSTINCTIVELY do – target the smallest in the room, to create a common enemy. I have noticed in life, a lot of women do this (as a woman, I sadly have to admit, this behaviour comes from a place of female non thinking stupidity) As a child, at holiday time with family, I witnessed this behaviour - it was disgusting, and often this little gang of boobs would bring my mother to tears, which went totally unnoticed and unacknowledged by the whole family (except it seems by me). But there is a silver lining to this story, well for me there is, as I believe, it was because of this dogged behaviour, that my mother then went on to grow up, and create a family for herself (she was actually saved by my father, saved from her family (prince charming!!) She created a family environment where there was absolutely no bullying or dogged attacks at all in my youth. I was the first born, before three other siblings and we grew up in a wonderful loving family thanks to my mother. She also became a JP - Justice of the Peace. I feel she is mother of the year! I’m compelled to write this down because I feel like the main reason my mother inadvertently created her adult life was because she knows how rotten it is growing up in a family of passive aggressive bullies. So, if people just knew straight away how awful it is, and how susceptibly weak ‘big girls’ are, to inadvertently victimize others, then one would not have to experience it to make sure it doesn’t happen. And I believe it is called ‘power tripping’ (the main cause of all fights - including WW2, ( I have nicknamed it nazi behaviour) or was WW2 just about hair colour? J) Plus, I have found with women, once something stupid has been brought to their attention, they can do something about it, and become a savvy woman. Apparently, this story was ban, because all the housewives on Facebook are completely blind as bats and oppressed, and oppressive, and want to keep it that way. Women, the root of all evil. 4. Change of life to include Gardening My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (Water at Rangari). When I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, FoodLovers, and Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets by seed, by swapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now, I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are truly amazing; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because I seem to have spent in eternity just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, COME onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (Actually, there was not even any online native seed retailers back then either!) So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more, and get more involved in my plants. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother). But in the end I moved back and out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees...... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner retired and had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, it had been. I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed, I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW.) And btw, I recall, at Bulga, the back flyscreen door never closed properly, it was always slightly ajar, so even though the back door was literally open - I still had nothing taken at this address!! Can you believe that? That reminds me about a little tragic story; one day walking around the little paddock there, I came upon a little bird, all in a terrible agitated and exhausted state, tangled up in the wire and hey bale string that Robert Cull had left (big mess down the back fence line, typical bloody farmers). And this bird must have been so grateful that I saved it, so after I put him down in a tree branch to rest, unbeknownst to me, he must have followed me up to the house. And the next morning; my morning ritual consists of getting up and going straight out to the back door and opening the heavy wooden door (which did have bolt on). On this particular morning when I opened it, my cat lil happened to be by at my feet, and when I opened the door, there, standing right outside was that little birdy, - I think he knew my morning ritual too. And in that split second before I could say “birdy!”, of course, Lil darted out and got him, then gone 2 seconds later. Just like that. Plus, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak (a rare treat). It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived at Bulga, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl. I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. NOT IMPRESSED - this is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner, with David Heywood copying Robert Cull, but upping the game). Landlord related problems. O h, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page full of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia ) Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them (probably more). Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count - although important to get that part right if you do). By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardener, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). 5. Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Another thing I have thoroughly enjoyed in my life, and is one of my favourite things, was horse-riding. In 2000 I rented a farm house at “Bulga”, and the landlord leased the paddock adjacent to my house, to a racehorse owner, who put 12 horses in the paddock. I was told if I wanted to go for a ride, I was more than welcome to, so I observed them and picked out one, and off we went. We had some good rides, galloping through the paddocks. I was later told by the horse owner that the horse that I had picked out was only two years old and hadn’t been broken in! - such a good-natured horse, and it was like, he was so excited to be picked out of the bunch, and wanted to please me as best as he could! I felt like he was bragging when he got back to all his horse family, about how lucky he was, that he could take me for a ride! So much so in fact that some of the other horses got a bit antsy, and started to bite him on the rump! They are just like third graders!! Btw, I have been saved by a horse on more than one occasion, (I have many horse stories) bless them. The house photo, is the one I rented for 4yrs, not sure I should have left this place, it was good, it worked for the most part. You can easily look back on things, and see why you made decisions, and I believe I was manipulated into moving out of this house, and purely because there was somebody else who wanted to move in, - People from the entertainment industry moved in – acrobats. Let me guess, I bet they were from Channel 9. What a bunch of thieves. (they destroyed the lawn with their activities!). Well, they can’t fool me twice, now they just target my naive neighbours and landlord. The paddock next to it, the landlord told me, I was free to do what I wanted with it (I mean I guess I could have got a couple of sheep and breed them for market, but as I did not know anything about markets, I opted to plant it full of trees! (Btw, I had just gone through 18 years of schooling in my local country areas, and was not at ANY point, taught about the local markets, - the way they work, or anything for that matter about market, cattle yards, and making money. Is it just me, or does this seem absolutely ABSURD? Wake up school curriculum.) The trees you can see in the centre are drought hardy carobs, I planned to make a big circle to act as a coral, as in a horse coral. Such ambitions I had. Actually, carobs are perfect for paddocks with livestock, as they provide a good symbiosis for the grass to grow underneath and around it, plus provide shade, and even food if you wish. I may have left that place too early for it to come to fruition… (Kurrajongs do the same) When I was at this farm, I dug out a pond (no camera then, sorry no photo, it was excellent pond!) I purchased a solar powered pump, with dressmaking money from Karen Cull – she had me cover her family sofa, so I made a pretty little waterfall with some old oil fryers from the tip shop (my favourite place to shop in Gunnedah!). Anyway, because one day when I went into town, and my solar powered pond was working beautifully, but I came back from town, and it wasn’t working. I feel (I know) someone had gone to my garden while I wasn’t there, and lifted the pump out of the water to have a look at it, because solar was still a bit of a talking point back then (2001/2) So they broke it, pump outa water! I was very disappointed, dressmaking work – pointless. In the end I gave it to my brother Daniel, who was doing engineering at uni, actually he incorporated into his end of year project. Well, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Daniel that would’ve gone out there and broken it for an evil plan of later obtaining, but who knows. As I reread this later and update it; well well well, does this or does this not seem reminiscent of exactly what has just happened with a few plants and QLD police giving me fake speeding ticket? Absolutely pointless working: as the dogs steal all my money and then some. Although more likely to be Culls son, such is stupid country hic behaviour. And do you see what I mean about being a “poor renter”, how I mentioned, how people think that they have the right to come and snoop around my home when I’m not there. And I don’t think it’s just the landlord or the landlord‘s kids who do this. I suspect it’s also people in town who have just seen me around and are curious, or you know, there are countless number of people that it could be, as there are so many meddling Marys and nosy pervert‘s. I think, every single house I’ve lived in has been the same, maybe except the one at Pendle Hill, I do recall that landlord was very respectable. And I don’t think the landlord at Rowan Leigh would have come and snooped around either, but problems with other members of the community at that house. The only word for it is PERVERT, so it’s not the creepy guy in the trench coat who does it, it is someone seemingly normal people. I have fairly happy memories living there, as aside from the solar water feature, nothing else was stolen. Which in turn meant I had peace of mind. So that peace of mind is a very under rated thing. So I am not sure what went wrong after here, but from that point on, the stealing started on a regular basis. Whether it was RMIT female students, or channel 9; as they seemed to be stalking me in Melbourne, or just Heath Barwick at Rangari – ? like no motive was given, I was just plodding on as I had previously been doing; probably all of them involved? Single lady single lady get her get her. So as I update: I have had it up to hear and beyond with people prying in to my life. RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF you bunch of stupids. Oh, my Bee story is missing! Another story deleted from numerous locations on PC, by computer nerds hacking my PC. I'm not sure what page I had it, on but I'll rewrite it here: I was out gardening up the paddock one morning at Bulga, I had a row of Eucalyptus coming along up the fence line, from the house to the big tank. Suddenly I noticed a few bugs around, more so than usual, and then I heard this strange noise, I looked up and around, and there, coming down the fence line, was this mass swarm of bees, millions of bees. So, I raced inside the house, and closed all the windows, got the cats inside too. And I was just watching them out the window, and they got to my yard where there was a smallish to medium size Ornamental Pear tree, they seem to like this tree. They stopped there and made one of those big swarms around the branch – their new home. It was quite spectacular. I happened to be talking to the Culls a bit later and mentioned the bees. Within a matter of hours, some guy turned up at the doorstep, said that he'd been talking to the Culls and he was here to collect the bees. He took all bees, said he was going to add them to his commercial hives nearby at Keepit. Next day he came back to my house, said he'd just been up to the Culls, to give them a litre of Honey, to say thank you, but the Culls were not home, and so he'll give the litre to me instead! So, I was pleased to get the Honey, since I was the one who mentioned the bees in the first place! Not that I was a huge fan of honey back then, who knows what I did with a whole litre of Honey (it was probably stolen? I've had heaps of Honey problems since then, with Honey being stolen, in fact I think this time now, 25 years later, is the first time I bought some honey from the supermarket, and it actually wasn't stolen! Apparently due to overpopulation, and the use of pyrethrum in popular modern agriculture, there is a major shortage of bees, and honey. So at least 50% they reckon, of Honey, on the supermarket shelves is fake, as in glucose syrup with food colouring and a touch of honey! Total scam going on at the moment and it's all down to stupid humans over breeding and NOT CARING FOR COUNTRY. 6. Batman (writing backwards - before Bulga) Batman In 1999 or thereabouts, I had moved out to Rowan Leigh, a farm 30km out of Gunnedah (my little spot of quietude and harmony), and a biggish old farmhouse all to myself. Hallelujah!! By the way that rental came about through a Real Estate agent, but when I spoke to the agent and told her the state of the place, she gave me the landlord farmers phone number, said to speak to him directly. So, they were asking for XX amount, and after the farmer and I had our friendly chat, he said he would accept X instead of XX (which was $70/week for 3-bedroom old farmhouse) which was basically half what the agent was asking, so it does pay to speak directly to the landlord rather than a (try to get as much as possible real estate agent) although, its usually better to deal with a real estate rather than a female landlord – they are clueless and dishonest, as all hell. The previous renter, turned out to be an acquaintance of dad‘s, a young mother, she had left all her rubbish piled sky high in the kitchen (which had carpet!), including her babies dirty nappies. Plus, I assume there might have been a fox who got into the rubbish, and it was literally like someone had stood on the veranda and thrown all her dirty babies nappies off the Veranda, because they were scattered all over the yard too. Disgusting. I later kept on discovering piles of “Water Crystals” all around the garden – now a what, million dollar industry due to female dog pervs at that time – radio national…. Anyway, after clean up, that place was perfect for me. I could not have written the script any better myself! And much to my delight, the farm came with a horse, not just any horse, but a beautiful appaloosa. Since I did not know the horse’s name, I named him Batman; he had a companion, his ‘chum’, which was a sheep escapee, from one of the neighbours, and so as they were always together, (heard animals) I named the sheep, Robyn! (How lucky was I?). He was a stocktrained horse, the farmer/owner, left him there for the occasional time when he would visit to take his cows to market (ah – such an easy life is the cattle farmer’s!) So, one day I was helping out my old Italian neighbours - best neighbours I’ve ever had; those Italians know how to live!! (it’s all about food and gardening!), so, their cows had broken the fence and got into my paddock. Now, normally when I ride Batman, {he is was an older gelding, a good easy ride, nice and slow, experienced and not easily set off or spooked}. But, chasing cows on Batman, was quite different, an entirely different experience, he was what I would describe as, completely “wild” around cows, something in them triggered his ‘flight response’ and when he was off chasing them, he wasn’t so easily stoppable, it was full gallop all the way, and he was fast, - strong burst of energy. Not that I wanted to stop him or rein him in, because I loved going like a bat out of hell too! So, one day we were racing up this huge paddock 100miles an hour. I’d never been up that far before, because it was so far away from the house, (probably 3km) and I wasn’t familiar with it, but all over the farm property there were contour banks, that a grader had put in, to stop soil erosion from water runoff (over grazing and tree removal problem). There’s a few contour banks on the other side that I was familiar with, and they weren’t that big, only 50cm high on one side, but as we were coming up to this contour bank, slowly but surely, it was revealing itself to me – at our gallop, and it wasn’t a 50cm contour bank, it was more like a 2m contour bank, and it’s 2m high on one side, then a 2m drop, and another 2-3m across onto the next side, so it was a HUGE contour bank, and I realised, I was doomed (well, I was wondering: what is Batman going to do…he could not stop at this point). I’m not really a fearful person -but this was very dangerous, as he was going very fast, I would not be able to stop him in time, and if he attempted to run down it, it would just be like that movie Man From Snowy River, where they all jumped down the cliff and half the horses tumble and fall, it would’ve been like that, not that I doubt his skill, but it was too steep, and Batman would’ve fallen over, and it would’ve been disastrous, for him, and me -but if you ever have doubted God’s existence, here is proof for you. As we’re getting closer and closer, suddenly I saw directly ahead of us on our path, a big pile of thistles, I was thrilled, because Batman had this aversion to thistles, even if we were walking along sleepily and slowly, and he comes upon some thistles, he immediately jumps straight up into the air as high as he can! It feels like at least 1m high! (One really has to be paying attention all the time when riding batman!) and an Appaloosa is a very muscular and strong horse (well Batman was, more so than the typical, you should’ve seen the size of his neck, huge) he’s got a big jump for a stock trained horse. I knew when he saw those thistles, he would jump with all his might, which is what was needed, so we got to the point, I gave him a big go-ahead to jump, and boy did he, as high as he could, and he did it! It was extraordinary, biggest jump I have ever done, if I was at the Oylmpics, I would’ve won a gold medal! I came down pretty hard in the saddle and that stopped Batman in his tracks, pretty much. I think he was concerned I may have suffered a break in my back, but if I did, I certainly didn’t feel it. It was quite an extraordinary experience I’ll never forget it. I did lose my brown wool jumper when we jumped, it was around my waist or neck I think, anyway Antonio, the lovely neighbour, who was at the other end in his Ute, must’ve seen it fall, and he picked it up for me and gave it back to me when we got back to the gate. I was heartbroken when the landlord told me he was going to sell his horse, and farm. The landlord told me he sold him to someone in Maitland, but I’m pretty sure a few months later I saw him in a paddock at Gunnedah near the tip? I suspect he probably would’ve thrown any other female rider! (He did once that I know of, a neighbours friend). That house, btw, burnt to the ground after the new owner had just moved in. Bad electrics apparently. This is my version of “Do not try this at home” - Do not try this at home, especially if you’re a third born, in fact I suggest third borns not trying any extreme sports, you don’t have the natural born instinct to survive. Or take up religion and ask Gods help!!  Lucky again, I found another farm house on the other side of town, over at Bulga, one with water. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of Batman, no camera back then; he was a grey / white / black Appaloosa. Such a joy. I did originally have a photo ABOVE of a different Appaloosa, it was a free image online, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers – but also there are a lot of really stupid “artists” - they have been showing me them on YouTube – unbelievable ‘beans for brains’ devising these thieving plots – possibly total narcs showing me these people; but they take things a step further and send me any artists whose work hangs my house, free or PURCHASED, and not in a good way, there’s like an underlying message of “be careful what you hang on your wall – you might ‘will’ it in to existence, or be stuck with an odd ball artists haunting you”). mmmm, so, you know, despite ‘soil water crystals industry’ – and several others money making schemes. I have replaced appaloosa with my fabric design “Chorizema Spectaculiar 000000”. This design is a Australian Native Flower design. It is currently not available anywhere, as I have been ban from selling, so this is the only place you will ever see it! Unless someone steals it – I am sure the QLD police will help you if you want to steal it. 7. Another example of persecution of single ladies - years and years of harassment via car horns Car beeping on a daily basis outside my house by bored stupid dogs who want to do signs. This week it is someone parked by no 1 Kookaburra Park, trying to eaves drop on our conversation. They also (’they’ since I don‘t know who, as ‘they’ are, cowards) when I am talking to someone and say something wrong or make a mistake in my language, they beep madly (Petersham too) PERSECUTION - those coward people in cars need to be severely fined, the world would be a better place without you, you oppressive spoilt shitheads. A little birdy told me that the person who follows me around harassing me with beeps, is this idiot who, 25yrs ago, was driving on the back roads up to Gosford, and I was travelling up there and saw his car on the rd – it was a moving white smoking mess, it obviously had not had its oil changed ever. All this toxic smoke was pouring out from its muffler, it was stinky and disgusting, I was outraged. I overtook it, it was only putting along, I beeped my horn at the young male redhead driver as I was so irritated by this toxic pollution. And yeah, so, little birdie tells me that, this is the person who saw me beeping at him, and so now follows me around and beeps at me, I mean what a moron? Get a life. Do you not have a brain at all, redhead? Can’t you think of something to do with your life? following around strangers that you don’t know just because they beeped at you once, for years and years in absurd. The stupidity of people never ceases to amaze me. And I believe it is illegal to have that kind of pollution coming out of your car. Anyway, the same kind of thing happened to me when I was at Gin Gin/ Bruce Hwy, there was a car waiting to go in front of me, and I thought that they weren’t looking or where asleep, as they could have gone, so I beeped once, but actually there was a car, and he was waiting for that, they were a van, probably with not much pick up, so waited. So, after that incident at the same lights next time I went in to Gin Gin, all these people suddenly appeared, all beeping me, it’s like they copied what I did before, and then do it back to me 50 times more, it’s like are they stupid monkeys. Who the fuck did they think they are? Harassing me like that, why would you bother repeating a petty situation, not even anywhere near crime of nature, and recreating it like that? Only a fucking stupid moron twit would do that. 3rd born idiots. So, shame on all those people involved because there’s quite a few of them, and I will ‘will’ them all to get cancer and die. DIE. I believe it may be radio related, there are some stupid monkees on radios. I never listen to radio stations. Or it could be Sharon Morgan related, the Gin Gin police woman chief (little girl chief). Whilst I have mentioned on my blog, often when I write about these things that torment me, they stop, but these particular traffic incidences, with people following me around in cars, hasn’t stopped at all. Still it happens every single time I go out, the last time I went over to MpB, I had people following me around, although one of them did a very helpful sign about the pushbike that I need to sell - thank you very much. “Car horns are intended for pedestrian/car warning only, of oncoming vehicle”, care of Defens iveDriving.com.au The image above on the far right shows where I lived in North Sydney while I was studying at Hornsby: 8. North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls When I was 18, I moved down to Sydney and ended up in a flat with a friend from school. We would sometimes go out to nightclubs dancing. I was studying my Fashion Diploma, and Nicole worked. We happened to meet 3 guys, actually it wasn’t at a night club, they were at Neutral Bay walking along the shops one morning, in fact I can’t remember how we met, I suspect they must’ve followed us to our next location and introduced themselves, but they all seemed nice and we got along, we met up a few times, one of them hooked up with my flatmates friend Susan (part time callgirl/parttime David Jones makeup girl (and no, not the call centre variety of call girl). At one point, one of them, Kevin, introduced us to his older brother in a cafe in King’s Cross. About a month later my flatmate and I had had a falling out, and I was away living at my aunts, but I moved back into the flat because I had exams, and there’s a knock at the door and these three guys came in they said they were Nicole‘s boyfriend and friends, can they come in and wait for her, I said sure, as she had told me just the day before, that she had a boyfriend by the same name (can’t remember what it was now) But, one of the guys, I didn’t recognise him then, but I am sure it was Kevin’s brother, I’m pretty sure it was him - my face recognition has never been very good, but I’m certain it was him in retrospect. The next day our flat was “cleaned out” it had been broken into and everything was taken. It was most definitely those three guys, that I had met the previous evening who claimed to be Nicole’s boyfriend, turned out he wasn’t, but for some reason he had the same name, strange (Telstra?). So those 3 guys, would be working for someone else, I suspect a woman. Btw, one of the guys was albino, I saw him 20yrs later at Bunnings Tamworth, where I had heaps of things stolen from me. He operates out of bunnings - there’s a big female petty crime network, read my Bunnings Bimbos story, and apparently later the police got him and he is incarcerated now. Anyway, I wanted to put this on here because those first three guys we met, were all smartly dressed, clean cut, tall and good-looking handsome guys, and you know, they’re the ones who have ties to criminal networks - it is the rich who steal in Australia (rich and good looking) and they target young girls from country areas who are on their own. Btw, my flatmate worked at Duty-free, and was either given or had taken heaps of free samples, I mean heaps, she had literally $1000’s worth of designer makeup/beauty products. I personally believe she was targeted because of this, by the criminal powers that be, in Sydney, maybe they thought I was ‘egging’ her on to steal? (And, I am not really sure you could call it stealing, they were free samples after all - I would say female jealousy was more the issue in this case, having said they were free, I would not have taken them, they are meant for potential customers – But, I know as a shopper, I never receive free samples, so, I would assume, all samples are taken by sales girls). But, as most of the stuff that was stolen in our flat was MINE, except for all the beauty product that was taken, which was HERS, - they took ALL the samples. There was no ‘egging’ on, on my part (I don’t wear makeup btw). I should mention Nicole gave me one of her nail polishes. It was this lovely deep hot pink, I did not ask her for it, nor did I just take it, she gave it to me of her own volition, I guessed she was feeling guilty, for she had so much expensive product, and I had none. But, after we have been “cleaned out”, my whole shelf was empty, but there smack bang in the middle of the shelf, and facing out, was this bottle of deep pink nail polish. It wasn’t in that spot before, I felt it was done deliberately by the criminals. A message. So, I didn’t steal that deep pink nail polish. And by the way, after she had no make-up left, she took that deep pink nail polish back from my room, and said it was hers again! Hell, hath no fury you stupid criminals. {Stupid female bimbo dogs (mind your own goddam business and you can’t go wrong – now, you’re up for theft. THINK) 2025; they still don’t think, they still steal in non thinking assumptious ways}. I feel this is reminiscent of how I was thrown out of my home at Rangari, with my big beautiful garden that I had- it all comes down to female jealousy. It’s like silly twit female vigilantes, where there was actually no stealing to be vigilante about, but they were simply pure jealous, so decided to be vigilante about that – idiots - possibly they work at Telstra, as Telstra were the only ones at that point, who knew Nicole‘s boyfriends name, as we had discussed it on the phone, only that one time, I guess aside from Susan and her new boyfriend?? Probably them. Years later after I lived at Gin Gin, and had a landlord who, I am pretty sure, I eventually realized, was, infact my other school friend, Racheal Wainberg’s older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, now Cate Rogers, still cannot remember her first name; she was around at that time, in North Sydney, as Rachael moved into a place with her. I think she may have had something to do with it too?? Turns out she was stalking me for years. Her parents lived in Gunnedah. I suspect she had something to do with all the other thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house. And no, I did not steal from Bunnings (other way around), nor did I have any friends who stole all the supposed free samples!! – STUPID bimbo GIRLS. I hope they get cancer, and are tortured. Here is a good spot to mention: when I was living there, I had no money as I was a student, and if you read my whole blog, you know that they refused me Austudy (wrongly), and my parents only gave me $20 a week to live on; purchase weekly train fare, food, and any tafe supplies. So I had no spare money ever plus was starving. But my flatmate, and all my friends in fact, in Sydney, at that time, were working, none of them were studying, I was the only one, that went ahead for further education. And I just like to point out, all those friends, {female} pretty much often expected me to pay for them, in some way, or shout them, drinks, cab fare, nightclub entry, food …. they literally expect me to pay for them, like what a child would do with its parents. I think the realisation about this money situation for me, and how people will just take as much as they can with no thought to you - even good friends; it kind of puts people in perspective; you’re really on your own as soon as you leave home, no matter how many friends you have, they will all try to screw you. I mentioned in my family we never discussed money, but I certainly would not expect my friends or anyone else to pay for anything for me, unless they’ve volunteered to do so. So what goes wrong with those other girls in other families? I mean do they literally need to be told, don’t expect somebody else to pay for you? But nobody has, so they do? Other people suck! 9. People who are Designed and Built to Work Ewing’s boys, 2 big broad men from Gunnedah, who had cushy desk jobs in the local Real Estate agency, family owned. Don’t you feel guilty? Clearly, you’ve got bodies that are designed for actual work, labour! One thing that really annoys me, and I guess I am, not really thinking about the Ewing’s boys here, but it is men trying to get out of work – try having a female body! (Possibly thinking of crap musicians or young male actors, especially the ones with big bodies….) The 2 people shown in the photo (that were shown on previous Blog, not here anymore, so I will describe them; 2 muscly men, and 1 skinni girl), were free images from the Internet, models. Although lately there has been a ‘thing’ with images on the Internet, images that were free are no longer free, or they want your email address, by the way, if they want anything from you, then the image is not free, don’t be fooled by these people, there are greedy thieves online. There are whole companies being created at the moment for images; who want money, it’s a bit like there is a monopoly being formed right now, with what, was once free, people seeing an opportunity to now charge. I encourage everyone, when they upload their images, particularly to sites like Flickr, they make a point of selecting public domain. I know I do. And for all those master manipulators, who try to entice people by saying it’s free, and then actually years later wanting money, you can go bugger off. Anyway, I have another story which is not really related to the above, aside from; it is typical for a man to go to work, and a woman to run the household. I came about some information which I have to write about, as the irony is “perfect”, and so typical. In most of the times when I have been disrespected, it is by other women, not men. But I always claim, despite calling many woman, ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, that I am a feminists, I want sleeping beauties to wake up, so I do not have those related problems that I have in life. Sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade, and acknowledge the female weakness, so it can be rectified. But even after hearing me, call them ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, they still just continue to be ‘zombie bimbo dogs’ and they keep coming back for more name calling - it just doesn’t deter them at all, such is the nature of ‘zombie bimbo dogs’. When Aretha Franklin (famous singer with that song RESPECT, and more) was alive, she was married briefly to a bully. But he was a music producer, and came up with that song. Aretha Franklin heard it and liked it, and she, plus a group of other genius people {all the key people had descended in the one spot, by chance or through Gods hand; pick whatever you prefer, to create that amazing song RESPECT}, they basically created a cover version of his song. BUT, they put a twist on it; Now, this song, as everyone knows turned out to be a BIG success, and still is played a lot. The irony is, because Otis Redding, her husband, a male, wrote that song, and I think he paints a fairly clear picture; of you know, possibly a man (himself, the writer) and a wife fighting, the man coming home from work, bringing home the bacon, wanting some respect from his wife. So, but Aretha and her posse, changed the words so the demand was coming from the wife, suggesting the husband was disrespectful in the first place. (Many women can relate to being disrespected by men, so I hear). Aretha sang this song in 1968, when women were really kind of on the verge of waking up from domestic docile roles, should they wish, and everybody loves this song because of the words of the women singing “I want respect”. The irony to me, was, probably this man was thinking about his wife, when he wrote it, about this nagging bitchy wife, when he would come home after work. And you know, it was a woman, who came along and basically stole his song, reversed the situation, waived her magic wand, and made a whole heap of money from it. I found it very amusing when I realised the real situation about this song. {upon further research, it turns out Redding’s estate still makes money off Franklin’s recording, according to The Boston Globe, because the royalties went to the writer, not the performer.} – and infact I should say the facts about this story are all hearsay of what I have heard, but you get the general gist of who should be demanding respect – everyone wants respect! Men can be bullies, but right back, so can, and are, women. (My experience, women are far worse than men, spiteful, vindictive, thieving, often their lack of common-sense is what makes them so dangerous, and vulnerable to thievery, including in the workplace. Not only has this opinion been formed from all the theft and the verbal harassment that I experienced, but also from encountering so many ‘little girls’ who work in the health industry OMG, what a disaster area. – such thievery going on - this industry is constantly looking for victims, they want your money (male Doctors do it too).). 10. Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia Warning on this one; it’s not really going to make sense to anyone, except if they’ve experienced ‘the dogs’ or they’re involved in, what I’m talking about. A young 18yr old for instance, or a complacent housewife – you will be left clueless. Cathy Goldman, a house mistress from school who “stalks” me. She has ties to the TV/Movie industry; apparently, they have vast casting books, with lookalikes of everyone, plus the same car, as everyone’s, for total deception - they are dogs, and they play “dog games”. I’ve had countless number of lookalikes in my life copying people who have crossed my path, they send “doubles” so to speak, (even you Sherry’s mum). Those doubles usually are just presented infront of me, and don’t speak, but sometimes they accost me in the street and want to ‘engage’ with me, or sometimes, just stand infront of me, so I see them, often they are placed in receptions. You should be offended by these agents and managers they are ripping you off. I was advised that this is what they do, those dog games, and that piece of information has been very helpful in figuring out what the hell they were doing. So, thank you whoever mentioned that, and I believe intern I’ve helped other people by writing about it here, as apparently, I am not the only person they target. Actually, I suspect Cathy works or is friends with such TV industry people and arranges them to harass me and steal from me, she was obsessed with me at school as house mistress, and now still “hounds” me. At one point, I recall in my mid 20’s, and still to this day, after someone in the community has done the wrong thing by me, like steals from me, or goes on some ranting power trip, trying to ‘lord’ over me, or other countless things they get up that is disrespectful; I then see them in a film (especially if it’s a young girl) it’s truly like someone sees what happens to me, like someone is watching through my eyes or my dreams… and then goes and finds this particular person and entices them to be a part of a movie or Tv show (which I am sure would not be that hard), at one point I thought they were sending me these dogs deliberately as they wanted to star in a movie, like they were product placing themselves and using me to do so. I am sure they did this while I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. Whoever is going and getting these people, know that I will watch the show, and their point is to kind of like ‘rub it in your face’ that this person totally robbed you, taken advantage of you or pussy whipped you ! ha ha! – but not always, sometimes they just incorporate someone I have known, to let me know a bit of gossip about them, like such and such has died, so and so has cancer – stuff like that! That industry is wide and vast. Also, when they do that, other people watching, (not every one is blind as bats), copy them, so these stupid copycats think oh, well if that person stole from you, I want to too, or if they scolded you for no reason other than power tripping, then, me too me too – STUPID AND ABSURD bimbos really do this. (I am 100% sure it is her, Cathy Goldman; I have seen her 9 times since school ended) -she has non-thinking female psychological dog problems. She belongs in jail. Fuck off you stupid fucking dog. (I think she has since found a man who has a Harley Davidson bike, and I am pretty sure they often hoon outside my house on the HWY (least she has a male supervisa now, she was the kind of person that needed one.) Could the person copying the head teacher of Gunnedah Tafe in the white Mercedes, please bugger off. (2005) And do you ever wonder why sometimes they don’t have the writers name listed in the credits at the end of the movie? I am thinking stolen stories? And, possible fake names, Stephen king, just exactly how old is he? According to movie credits he is still working at age 95! And, btw Barb at the Civic, I suspect it may be Emily Alker plaguing you, aside from Eileen, (good looking rich cocky women are out of control) - old NEGS girl. One thing I notice about rich cocky young women, is that they love feeling superior . They like to think that the person standing next to them, has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and so they feel like this is permission to treat them disrespectfully. This is how stupid women think! I kid you not, this is what goes through their little female stupid heads. Obviously, only some women. Now, some of these listed below would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby; but Famous actresses, I personally have had issues with: Cate Winslet, Lisa Kudrow, Matt LeBlanc, Judy Dench, Reece Witherspoon…. Heaps more, some are quite despicable in what they do, plain evil pimps. But these are the bitches who are disrespectful to people on screen, they use their positions to ridicule and bully. There are heaps of others that fall into this category, but who aren’t disrespectful to people on screen, like they used to hurtle abuse at me out in the street, but that does not happen so much anymore up here at Gin Gin, except for a few times where those actresses I mentioned are used for such purpose onscreen. But really DO NOT USE YOUR JOB AS A MEANS TO BULLY, honestly. And, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. I said above some would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby – but some know exactly what they are doing, plain evil. I recently saw Marilyn Monroe’s biography, her husband/director used to do it to her, he wrote into the current script after she fell one day, so the script said something along the lines “the reason you fell is because your clumsy and stupid” so it was not actually referring to her, but she knew it was about her as she had fallen the day before with husband and company – it is passive aggressive abuse). {And shame on that president, was that Kennedy? My God, he should be shot}. I guess I ought state, some actors try to make up for bad behaviour later when they look back in retrospect. Some can be very influential. They have a lot of “street cred”. Since I posted this, I know there are people doing something about it, thank you. Although the bimbo dog mother who lives next door up the hill, has stated to yellow out harassments at me, she seems to have taken over from her young son, since I put in a dog complaint to council about him. And do you see why this industry has close ties to mental health wards – they do not like their victim kicking up a complaint about their beloved stars. It is them who perpetuate craziness – and boy does it work – the whole world is brainwashed by them. I state again, they picked the wrong small framed woman, I am not like all the others. I know what you are like. And I think I need to talk about “mirrors” and people who do “reflections” some more, like they just deliberatley want to be annoying, they mimic you, mimic what you doing. And those ‘mirrors’ aren’t kids, it is fully grown adults who do this highly annoying and absurd behaviour. They seem to think it’s funny and a little bit naughty. When really, they’re just thoughtless and aggravating, and need to be kicked in the head. I bet all those people who do it are 3rd borns who had stupid nazi parents and school teachers. Compulsory parenting class for all pregnant mothers thanks very much. ALL. Image above was free ‘Twins’ image from Google Search, this was before google removed any free images from their search. And possibly before some unscrupulous computer nerds posted free images in the hopes that someone would use them, and so they could later accuse them of stealing images, then getting the fake police to steal money from that person under the pretence that “they stole my picture” when in fact they uploaded it for free; clearly stating it was a free image. Truly there are unscrupulous .com people who do this, they are disgusting. They possibly have even brainwashed the authorities to get their money back for them. The police are clueless of how manipulative thieves are. Clueless. 11. De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna Marie This business closedown, and did not pay me for my seeds which were in there on consignment, nor did they return my folk-art box. I did have my email on the invoice, so Donna Marie, from Facebook, could have easily emailed me, but she did not, so I consider this theft. And by the way, I can’t talk to the police about this matter, because the local Gin Gin police think that I am crazy, and don’t think anyone is stealing from me (idiots) -well some, others just don’t want to do the paperwork for multiple petty little items, and don’t think this petty theft is theft or a police matter. Plus, since they took me by force and locked me up for seven days at the Bundaberg mental health ward, to ‘teach me a lesson’, I cannot possibly talk to the police ever again. Total violation, - they actually (absurdly so) have the power to do just that, for no valid proven reason, and no one can do anything about it, of course, except if you are Maxamillion! {$50000 for a lawyer to drop everything and get down there for immediate release – that’s what they advised me later} read my Bullies in Bundaberg story. I kicked up a huge stink about this, as discrediting someone with “mental health” problems when they don’t, is the biggest narcissistic undermining thing you can do to anyone. That policewoman responsible deserves a bullet to the ear. Well, certainly is not fit to be in the workplace. Anyway, I want to mention when Donna Marie was away on holidays at Christmas, someone else was in her shop and that person was Cathy Goldman. Unfortunatly, I did not get her on camera, in fact upon seeing her that day, was what prompted me to where a bodycam everywhere I went from then on (which has served me very well). But she had a ‘side kick’, who was still there the next time; I got her on camera. I have mentioned Cathy Goldman before on my blog, because she has been stalking me since school -she has formed an obsession with me, and this is what she does, she wiggles her way into my life somehow, like by working at this fruit shop which I visited on a regular basis. (I recall in Gunnedah now, she was at the local newspaper printers when I went there) At the time I didn’t know it was her, I didn’t instantly recognise her, but after I left the shop, I realised it was her. I am not sure what she wanted? I did have things stolen around that time, so it might have been her and her young female companions she seems to be always around multiple young girls? (I suspect, no convictions). I think she was also at the Gunnedah Subway, and wanted me to ‘smile’ at the sales girl, also the sheep yards… heaps of other places. And she was not even from Gunnedah. Since this fruit shop closedown, I haven’t seen Cathy Goldman. I put this down to my Blog. I have spoken about her on my blog, I have not mentioned Cathy Goldman prior, as it has taken me a few years to realize it has been her stalking and persecuting me. I did not really know her or give her any thought prior. I love this online Blog; I should have started writing about my life years ago. I did mention the problem of Cathy Goldman to the Police, but that police woman (Gin Gin chief Sharon Morgan, who has her head shoved so far up her own arse, she cannot see the relevance, ignored it – “she’s crazy”. Idiot.). So, one of Cathy’s ‘girls’ stole my eggs when I went into that fruit shop that Christmas, when the owner was away, I mean, obviously she couldn’t just steal it out right, and this is what dogs do, they’re so passive aggressive; these eggs that I usually purchase, they are from a farmer, so they’re not supermarket caged eggs, they’re organic, they’re delicious, you can really taste the difference. They come from a variety of chook breeds too. This particular farmer had 2 breeds, one was a brown spotted egg, and one a white porcelain egg. So, there was always a mix, with the brown spotty eggs being a special treat, as they seemed to be extra delicious. And so that girl stole all the dotted brown eggs and swapped them with all white. Such a typical female dishonest thing to do. They’re constantly swapping my good items over for ones of less good quality, I’ve mentioned them all before on my blog - remember the shop girl at Ubobo Boyne Valley who used to open the shop cream jars and give some to her cat, then put the jar back on the shelf to sell, complete with drips down the side! I can’t buy designer brands; those items just get stolen. I also mentioned I’ve had problems with a girl from school (the bad school in question was New England Girls School in Armidale), Tasha Burn’s little sister, Gina Burn. She was 1 of the 2 dental assistants at the Dentist in Gunnedah, one Christmas, deliberatley causing extreme pain on my tooth, that was perfectly fine. Go and read my dental story. (You can check what page on my INDEX). Anyway, that girl in the photo above looks like Tasha Burn, that’s what she looked like at school. I saw a photo of her in 2017, she pretty much still looked the same, just a little more mature (better actually, no acne now! I think she mentioned on her page, she was a model now). Only I am not 100% sure that girl I got on camera is Tasha burn – due to the lookalike phenomenon that Cathy Goldman is involved in (read my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story on P1). Although, extreme likeness. Back at the dentist, it was most definitely Gina Burn. So not a coincidence that AGAIN I see Cathy Goldman, and possible a girl from my past, the same school I went to, with items stolen. (Cathy Goldman worked at that school while I was there. She was obsessed with me at school too; mildly so, I did not feel it a problem at the time.) Cathy Goldman is totally preoccupied with me, she is a stalker, she is a pest and she should be shot. Oh, I want to mention, she would also be friends with Wainberg girl who looks like my landlord at Gin Gin, if you have read that saga yet. A most definite problem emanating from that school (NEGS), you would have to be a totally hopeless mother to send your child to a boarding school. (Or extremely manipulated one, manipulated by rich teachers who want paying customers). Sometimes when I write about situations in my life, other people tell me about their situations, which may have been similar, or way worse. I always welcome other people stories, but I’ve never actually heard anyone telling me about any obsessions they’ve had by school teachers/house mistress’s, nor any constant theft, like my situation. In 2024, since I rejoined Facebook with a slightly different name (after being banned for five years), there is someone stalking me on Facebook calling herself Donna Marie from Sarina. So I know it is not the same Donna Marie, it's just some stupid dog pretending to be Donna Marie - she must have read my blog and my story about Donna Marie the thief, so she's in turn stalking me, she tries to undermine any comments I make. She's trying to discredit me intern, I think. (which is a little bit hard, SINCE I DON'T FUCKING STEAL YOU STUPID MORON DOGS). Dogs playing sides. I do find it a little bit bizarre that somebody out there is trying to be Donna Marie, and trying to ‘get me’ in this manner; so, don't they have their own life? don't they have anything better to do then sidleup to some retail thief? The whole concept is just really strange to me, and no wonder I can sometimes appear so doe-eyed on my blog when talking about all the dogs in my life; you know, you're meant to be human, you're meant to have a brain, your own brain, you're not meant to function like a dog. I'm not even ensure that it's a female pretending to be Donna Maria, it could be a male. So I would just would like to say ha ha you fucking idiot with no life, if you want to continue to stalk me on Facebook, go ahead, you have my permission! My mum in the early 80's with her mom. Either the real thing, or a LookAlike! This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature My Wall Hanging done at age 16, first place at Gunnedah Show 12. Teach me a lesson - mindset I need to write a whole paragraph on the next topic, as it has been a HUGE persistent problem for me. And that is about little people. Actually, not only little women, but little boys too, who take it upon themselves to “teach me a lesson” – they take a great deal of time and thought, into coming up with ways to carry out their plan. And 9 out of 10 times, no in fact I would say 10 out of 10 times, this person hasn’t really needed to teach me a lesson, as there was no injustice or spate, nor was it ‘their place’ to do so, but they can see an opportunity to go on a power trip, to make themselves feel better about their miserable lives (which would be miserable in the first place due to this exact issue). I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve had it up to here, and beyond with these imbeciles. I have such little respect for them now, due to their total narcissism. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. Get your own goddamn life, and stay the fuck out of me and my hair. I mean are you the type of person that has other people constantly trying to “teach you a lesson”?? I’m thinking most of you would say no, what weird and bizarre world are you living in! - well guess what, I am that type of person, I think it’s because I am always on my own, and also, guess what, I never do anything wrong, I’m always respectful, I certainly never break any laws. I don’t lie, cheat, or steal. YET, I have these nazi monkey types constantly on my back, this happens so much to me in my life that I have to write about it here in the hopes that the stupid nazi twits, can be enlightened to stop. I also feel the main reason why they get it in their little heads, that they have to “teach me a lesson”, often in a most vindictive and spiteful way, (but not always, I saw one girl boasting that she can teach me a lesson without being cruel, – the fact that she was ‘teaching me a lesson’ did not enter into her stupid little head as a dysfunction.} Is because I’m the type of person who never yells and gets angry, and so they think they can get away with being disrespectful, time and time again I see this behaviour from people (hey, it’s not up to me to rein you in – CONTROL YOURSELVES). Also, I’ve noticed this behaviour, is mainly from people of a certain mentality i.e., not too smart and not had too much privilege in their upbringing. Often, they have had bad power tripping teachers and parents too. But there have indeed been many people who have taken such action, who well know better like, school teachers and certain men lauding over women. And ofcourse the woman who is married to a tyrant, who seeks out younger people to take her frustrations out on. “My turn my turn” – stupid women.) there has been so many I can’t think of any good examples here. I guess I should have kept track, as any reader would need to here how in order to believe me, I am guessing. But they are really passive aggressive. There was a show on tele the other day, in the story (can’t remember name), one of the main characters was teaching a younger girl a lesson, well, he was trying to anyway, as the girl was not having a bar of it, because she was confident, assured in what she was doing, possibly a little arrogant, but not intimidated by this man at all. But the man, he wouldn’t let up, he just kept on and on at this girl, with her indifference and cockiness, really pissing him off, and I guess her silence with him, spurring him on ‘untethered’. Until his colleague saw him, he could see what was going on, and he literally had to pull a gun on him, to get him to stop chastising this girl: the man was “dog rapid obsessed” with the girl. This scene, just resonated with me, I have experienced the same thing, but with women, only you know, there’s no one ready to pull out a gun on some stupid dog, let alone stand up to these mere bullies (well not usually, as usually no one can actually see what’s going on, in my experience.) Also, I’m not in a partnership, so I have no one in my corner backing me up, ever, this is mainly due to the dogs who play sides, {this is one of those areas, where no one, I should say, hardly anyone, can see the passive aggressive bitches working, I have talked about it several times on blog, how people naturally ‘side’ with people in any situation, but there are ‘entities’, human ones, out there, women, who manipulate people, all the time, so as to ‘play sides’ against me. Even after exposing them on my blog, they still do it. I said mainly, because, actually I am not the type of person to easily befriend someone, I am happiest on my own. Someone friended me on Facebook, and I can see the dogs there, manipulating this person into being a bitch - they can’t help themselves, they do it with every single person I encounter including family. Most people are weak and blind. So, friends are definitely few and far in between, (I won’t tell you what one of my friends did to me after we just left school …., such betrayal!) Really, I believe, you cannot have female friends after school anyway, life is different from when you were at school). So, ‘they’ think no one is watching, or they work in a gang, usually a pack of women, who have found a common enemy, and they use it to bond together, it becomes about that - it is fully sick and most people, fully disgust me in their dysfunction. Most people are naive. It reminds me of a game we used to play when infants “Goodie vs Baddies” - this was the evolved version, as before it was “Cowboys vs Indians”, by then (late 1970’s there was a collective consciousness about racism!! – and side bar, see how the collective consciousness works, you just have to bring to light something bad, and it slowly sinks in to peoples psych, until it is no longer a problem – hence my Blog). And see, the world can and does change. Just very slowly. {Actually, I think the collective consciousness also works in kind of the opposite too, as in, when some stupid little girl steals from me, they may think that it makes no difference, and is insignificant: ‘she doesn’t need it, I need it more’, no harm done, I’m just a “little mouse taking some cheese”. But NO, due to the collective consciousness and possibly things way out of my or any one’s control, there IS A REACTION: a great disaster or a great tragedy unfurls or is unleashed on mankind, and all because of some stupid greedy persons significant NEGATIVE FORCE. It’s hard to explain, but I believe great “natural disasters” and or evil crimes happens as a result of their small little pathetic crimes. What’s worse is there are many people who can see these great disasters unfurl and think “look how baaadass I am” how cool! Male and female alike.} So, back to those dogs playing sides, trying to create the common enemy, they are wanting to create a “Baddie” – like on Superman. They really are sick in the head. When I moved to my new location, I tried to join the local Landcare, but the girl running it, said I had to be “approved” first. She wanted to check that I was not a “Baddie” ! now Landcare is a volunteer organization, so actually, what was she afraid of? Did she think I may be an ax murder? - someone with a criminal record? Maybe she thought I was a drunk who wanted to join Landcare? BLOODY STUPID WOMAN. This is nothing but discrimination by “the common man”. So, I will be glad not to join a discriminatory organization – thanks very much. She later stole 10c from me, I guess a ’punishment’? STUPID. Btw Bundaberg Landcare refused to take my native tubes to sell, and Mackay Landcare refused to sell to me period! QLD Landcare are still learning! It also comes right back to my little philosophy; if you give them enough rope, there’s not one person who won’t hang themselves. They seem to think power tripping is a type of luxury – so bizarre. Someone told me once, that if you can remember back to your childhood, any incident where you were chastised for being naughty, then the chastisement was probably too harsh for the trivial nature of the naughty matter. In my life, in my adult life especially, I am referring too, as I did not have this problem as a child, mostly, (bar 3 or 4 rotten teachers), but I remember everything, every reprimand. I can assure you, I know and remember well, who each and every single stupid monkey who has been on my back, and what you have done, and I have cursed you. You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things? because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. Btw I have been accused several times of wanting to “teach people a lesson” – because of this Blog! Which I find amusing: if you write down what people do, including who is doing it – they think I am “punishing” or either “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. – well NO to “punishing”, as if I caught someone stealing red handed, you would then see some punishment behaviour, just writing about it IS NOT PUNISHMENT (idiots). But, bingo to “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. Definitely, that is the point, completely, since there seems to be NO other way. 13. Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism I am now 47 and over the last 25 years, I have unfortunately formed a really low opinion of women. I do want to mention I went to an all-girls school and I don’t have any memories of being surrounded by stupid women at school, I felt like everyone was pretty much normal, it was only after I left school and entered the workplace when I encountered a whole heap of stupid women. {Actually, it was later determined, that public transport in and to Sydney was a major factor in this opinion}. Back when I was young, when I thought about the women’s movement and feminism, I just thought it made sense, women must be oppressed (women are oppressed) that’s why they are not paid as much as men, and I could see why hopping on the bandwagon for equal pay was a good and virtuous thing for a woman. And indeed, I have come across many women who have been very smart, and not only should be paid equally, but should be paid way more than the typical man, what they bring to the workplace is invaluable, however, this is the minority, and most women, do not contribute anything aside from bitchiness/bullying/pettiness and theft – in my experience. And I have known prominent feminists doing a total 180°C in their mature years, changing their mind, because they have seen so many puppet women. It those little puppets, that give all women a bad name, so if you see a sleeping beauty, wake her up, like I do “fuck off you stupid bloody dogs”. Having said that, when I was 20 and got my first job, I was so underpaid it was unbelievable; compared to the same aged men employed at the same company ($200 difference in weekly pay packets, 1994 – how am I meant to save for a house deposit on that kind of money?) And while I put a 20-year-old girl automatically into the ‘sleeping beauty’ category, - they are really naive at that age, raised to be so, at any rate they were back then, times might be different now, but I don’t think so, and they are very unaware of the fact that there are “walking retail victims”, women in their 20’s that is. (Last year I ventured onto Facebook and the oppression that goes on there, the unwillingness to know the truth about life, about the nitty-gritty and ugliness that goes on, is huge - still, this country is run by oppressive people.) Anyway, I consider my time important, way more important than minimum wage. I feel the government/Centrelink/Human Services/CENTERLINK, fail to acknowledge the importance of one’s own personal time, regardless of their thinking abilities. Actually, I think the whole ‘five day working week’ needs to be re-thought in my opinion, re-thought into 4 days! So, people can have a chance to live rather than consume themselves with work. Someone told me once, that the government suspect people would fight too much if the working week was reduced, that’s why they have 5 days. Perhaps this is true, I’ve encountered many people who all they want to do is fight, fighting is the only way they know to communicate, and alcohol influenced, back in the day all men were drunks, creating an antagonistic Australia. They just don’t know how to live, knowing how to live is something that is learnt and often not encouraged due to shame put on anyone who is not thoroughly invested in work or raising a family, or just shame in general, it is big in Australia - guilt. And a lot of people see fun and enjoyment in life as only achieved if one is tormenting someone else. (Really weird), but I can see the world is slowly but surely evolving (have you seen the longest glass water slide ever built on a huge mountain in China? Fantastic fun for hard workers!). All you oldies out there may have noticed that there also has been a movement in the health sector to target children. When I was a child there was no children’s health care where I lived, and definitely, none of the kids I ever encounted in my school were sickly in any way. I think when I was 10, they introduced dental care for kids. (whole other story bout how they mucked up my teeth (female dentist - you wouldn’t believe the amount of stories I have, that involve ‘fake’ female professionals or dentists for that matter, male alike)) However, the other day I noticed a whole Practice up here in North Queensland, for children, the field of expertise was chiropractic. There were 2 female chiropractors targeting kids - can you believe that? This is pure prey/hunt/pounce. And I think this hidden form of “cat and mouse game”, has come about due to the increase of women in the work place, who are not needed, and thus have devised a way to make money by finding victim parents and telling them they need to spend money on completely unnecessary adjustments in order for their child to thrive and be healthy, and to insinuate for them to be good parents. I am outraged by those women and that Practice. Wake up Sleeping Beauties, your child does not need a chiropractic adjustment! I tried to tell the common people on FaceBook what is going on - but they ban me, they want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, so they can make money. (Also, old men want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, as old men are perverts – its related to the sleeping beauty factor). Here is a good spot to mention, whilst I was online, looking on ‘Indeed Jobs.com’ available – btw, which is actually a good way to keep up-to-date with the world, see what’s going on in the real world, who’s hiring the most, what sectors are booming, who are the new innovators, who are the bad companies with a high staff turnover…. etc. Anyway I glanced at one job, it said “nanny required: $40 an hour”. Can you believe that? $40 an hour! I mean maybe too much time has gone by since I was a nanny, when it was like $6 - $13 an hour. But I’m guessing there’s a shortage of decent honest respectful caring women now - and that’s why $40 is on offer! 14. 5 kid’s Story At one point in my life, I was doing a lot of temp babysitting, and nanny work on the wealthy Upper Northshore of Sydney. One time I looked after this family who had five kids. 5. Really and truly, I’ve never come across a more absurd and stupid situation in my life. You’ve got to be absolutely nuts, but mostly stupid, to have 5 kids - both mother and father would fit into this category. What’s more, at the end of the night when it was time for me to get paid, and go home, they were reluctant to pay me, and when the father actually did, he came out with a whole lot of 1c and 5c coins, about $20 worth - how disgusting, the hourly rate was so low anyway. I mean his attitude was like “do we really have to pay her, how could she ask for money” he did not say this, but that was what he implied with his wife, as they were getting the coins out. It was like he felt, because he had five kids, (“I have 5 kids”) he was entitled to free childcare from me! FUCK OFF. I couldn’t believe it. I mean how does he expect the person who is looking after his child, to eat? How does he expect that person to afford to buy a house? Does he not think a childcare worker needs her own home?? ARSHOLE. (If I weren’t so pissed off, I might find it a little humorous how every mother thinks the sun shines out of her sons arse, when in reality her son is just an arshole, same as every other mothers son). Any childcare worker needs to be paid a proper wage thanks very much. And, I ‘reckon’, the supermarkets, as in Coles and Woollies, ought to be rewarding people who do not have children, in the form of discounts for meat, especially beef steaks. We care about the planet – multiple breeders DO NOT. We care about proper housing for every one – THEY DO NOT. We care about enough love and attention per child to foster proper mental health – they DO NOT. Any more than two kids is pure GREED (plus vanity). {Possibly only 1 other experience I have had, surpasses the absurdness of the 5 kids situation, and that is the ridiculous experience at RMIT college Chiro clinic back in 2005. (I bet all those fake STUPID girls were 3rd borns). {I have medical proof these days about my back – so “oh whoops” – you bloody stupid blonde, accusing me of faking back problems – utter 3rd born stupidity.) Oh, later at Sarina I saw a woman with 12 kids, I think it was 12. Not sure if there were all hers, but she implied they were. SICKENING. Infact I will put that story; A few months ago, last summer actually, I went over near Sarina Beach for a swim. This was the first time I had ventured out to the beach, and as there were people there, I wanted to talk to them and hear their opinion on crocodiles and stingers. They were a family, a mother and a father with, I think, it would’ve been about 12 little kids, they were Islanders. They appeared to be the only 1 family. So, I started talking to them. (Putting my personal opinion of large families, on the side. If you read my blog, you’ll be quite familiar with it - it’s not good.) Anyway, the mother said that they’re always there swimming, she brings the kids down every day. And that they don’t have any stinger suits, and they’ve never been stung. And they aren’t concerned about crocs, but they just stay close to the shore, in that little area. After we finished chatting, I thought, well that’s good to know, and left to get my goggles. But as I was walking off up the beach, two of the littler kids started following me, unbeknownst to me, but when they had nearly caught up to me, because I had stopped up the top to collect some driftwood, and I saw them, the father finally realised that the two of his kids were following me, and he called them back down. They raced off, back down the 200m or so!! lol. Later while I was in the shower, washing my 94cm long hair – (which gives me a lot of time to think about things as a I detangle!) I was thinking about YouTube, and what a good platform it is, if you’ve got something to say. It seems like of late, I always have something to say, and so I’m thinking YouTube would be a good place to talk about that issue. And that real scenario of those two little kids that were following me. Like their ‘sleepiness’ would be beyond most people‘s comprehension – the fact they can’t think for themselves and that’s why they simply started following me. Those two kids will need supervision like their dad, for the rest of their lives. Well, at least they've got excuses, that they were young; still learning how to think. But much worse, is I have grown adults following me in this manner too. It is downright scary how asleep and stupid a lot of people are. It’s not just a ‘young child’ thing in Australia. It’s really strange to me that people don’t comprehend that multiple kids lead to total health problems, including mental problems of this nature. As I personally have this particular problem from non-thinkers - all the time (and it’s not just little kids, little 3rd borns, 4th borns, or 5th , 6th, 7th, 8th , 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th…..), young women in particular, in their 20s are the worst. But it’s all zombie 3rd born related. I suspect some of those zombies who follow me, must kind of ‘come to’ and think “what am I doing here at this bloody girls place”, and start to get pissed off – not knowing really why, and so then just steal from me in retaliation at their own stupidity?? Like it was my fault! Idiots. I just can’t believe that it’s not ‘a thing’, and why is it up to me to spell this out to people. It’s 2023, humans have been around for yonks. This factor should be a well-known talked about issue. Btw, later when I was soaking that driftwood, there in my tub, were about 20 little baby irukandji stingers! Yikes. Deadly. ON A DIFFERENT SIDE NOTE, when I was working back then with many families as a temp nanny, I noticed the ‘girly’ type of women always had girls. And the ‘nazi/yelly’ type of women, had boys. With a mixed personality, having both male and female offspring!! It was always the case, out of dozens of families I encounted. I was seriously thinking my situation was some sort of set up; surely it can’t be such a coincidence! But I think it is definitely true, personality types dictating offspring sex. I also have a personal theory that a pregnant woman who have a ”huge” belly when due; they will be having a very healthy child. The smaller, the weaker. Sorry to say. Actually, in encountering so many families and mothers, in a position of servitude, I noticed quite a few other things, like, I was working for this one family, the mother with her little girl not yet 1, and a boy 5 or 6. Every evening we'd be in the kitchen together, the mother preparing dinner for her and her husband, and me feeding the kids at the table. If I were to ever speak with the mother, the son would interrupt me and try and take over the conversation, like he really wanted his mother's attention all to himself. Like she was his temporary wife, his fill-in, until he reached the appropriate age to obtain his very own!!! I was quietly amused at such motherfuckery. And actually, I'm not sure how healthy it is for a son to be so possessive of his mother, or well, maybe they're just born that way, a personality type (?) (I doubt it, I think mothers get off on things like that "my son loves me so much...".) Mind you I was apparently later accused by some idiot (probably bimbos from the television industry) of being a nanny due to wanting to ‘sidle in’ and steal somebody's family!! plus, also, something about being gay, something derogatory, not sure what. But then what’s more, somebody else said that they saved me from such accusations, by stating for the record, ‘it is not true, as she previously told me the main reason I was a nanny, was because I wanted to see whether I wanted family and kids’! BTW, after working as a nanny, I could clearly see that I did not want either. I can asure you thats true, I do not want YOUR family! Lol. It probably has more to do with being bullied in the workplace, as apposed to the quite simple domestic arena. But I find it doesn't matter what I do in life, there's always going to be someone who's going to say something snide and sinister and evil just like that accusation. You know, before I wrote this blog, did you hear me going around accusing all those mothers I worked for of being bloody hopeless, so much so that they needed a nanny? I don't think so!! (Not mentally ill, just hopeless). One time, I was attending a job interview, for nanny work, it was at Lane Cove, a very nice area. And I tell you what - there are some weird people and stupid bitch mothers out there!! This woman wasn’t home when I arrived, I was let inside, to wait for her. As soon a she entered and saw me she just started chastising me for parking in her spot! She was really pissed off about it. Then she wanted me to wait some more for her husband to get home, for the interview! I probably should’ve excused myself and left then, as there was no way I would work for her. But I waited, then the husband arrived home, and oh my god - what an arsehole!! I have never met a man ruder and more disrespectful in all my life (well maybe aside from Fred at Bonds, but this one was still worse than the 2 imbeciles on the XPT train). I thought well, I need not be pissed off with that stupid bitch mother, because she’s married to an arsehole, she’s going have to suffer for it her whole life, so ha! I really do not recommend working for a house wife. I’m reminded: I do not have water views like that stupid bitch because I’m not a stupid bitch. It seems to get ahead and be rich in Australia. You need to be stupid bitch: reward for stupid bitches. 15. Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Dam and Blast, there are some stupid little thistles that work at the Australian tax office. I have a business. I’m a registered GST Business owner. I pay tax on any sale I make, and if I have not in the past, it’s because, that income has been under the taxable income threshold (which at the moment is $22,000) So I do not owe the tax department anything. I never have. I’m not the sort of person that would let myself get into debt with anyone, let alone the Australian tax office - yet I’m fairly certain they may have had something to do with the fact (actually I can’t say for certain) but I have been banned from eBay, and since eBay was the main source of my income, I’ve more or less lost a big slice of my business. But when I phoned the tax department one day, because of a linking issue with My Gov, the person I spoke to was very odd and sly, he was asking me odd questions, it was from these questions, that I suspect, he suspected, I was stealing from him, and that little shithead, is the reason why I can’t continue my business! what an idiot! This is what they do in Australia; instead of encouraging small business they destroy people who have small businesses, I hope he gets cancer and dies. (I suspect the Coact jobs provider at Gin Gin, Carol Watson may also have something to do with it, due to her question one day) fake name. Someone told me one day, that the tax office can’t get to the big guns like big businesses to pay tax, like bunnings {and I’m sure they’ll be numerous more} and so they pick on little people that are powerless and have no status in society, like me, - it’s their nature to be arseholes. That’s what makes them stupid – everyone is accountable for their actions in the end. By the way, I’m a firm believer; you’ve gotta pay your taxes! We have roads, we have hospitals, we have schools; because people pay their taxes. If you drive a car, get sick, you’re going to need those resources just like everybody else, so just pay it and be happy that you can. And, also when lodging a tax return every year, if you earn under the taxable income threshold, then you do not have to lodge a return – this is clearly stated on their website, but it stated you have to lodge a form that states “non lodgement”, I guess, so they know why your not lodging. – so about about 10 years ago, before they were online, I did not know about this form, I only knew about the taxable income threshold, as that is what was stated in the tax return – there was no mention in the tax return to lodge a separate form (their mistake), so I did not do anything for that 3 years. So I suspect those stupid tax people saw that I did not lodge and suspected I was stealing from them in those 3 years, as in earing and not declaring. And as a result have been apart of the stupid little boy network who have been stealing from me. Once again YOUR MISTAKE. And btw, last year I paid tax on several large sold items on etsy, and the only way to claim that money back (several hundred dollars, as I was entitled as I had not reached the taxable income threshold – but had many business related expenses that I could claim as) - was to lodge a tax return. So, even though I was STILL under the taxable income threshold {I personally believe those purchases were made by the tax dep so they could steal from me in this manner – a calculated plan to steal from me}, I put in a return to get that money back, as tax had already been paid on those items. They were NOT entitled to tax on those items. I know the laws. So, after going to all the bother of lodging my tax return, the tax department didn’t give me my tax refund - they just refused. (They lost, they lost their calculated plan, and refused to belief they were wrong). (Reminds me of the Bunnings Bimbos). Thieving arsholes – although I am guessing it were female behind it – women are the biggest thieves. And the biggest liars. Although they don’t have the biggest egos, so could be the boys. Who knows. The bottom line is the Australian Tax department stole from me too – guess they wanted to hop on the band wagon - the thieving dog bandwagon that is so prevalent in Australia. 16. Emily the Greeny I don’t have any chemicals in the house (aside from the rare occasion when I need bleach for the mould) that’s the only one. But of course, I need washing powder and dishwashing powder - but I choose the green brands, which means I can use the grey water on the garden, so I recycle all my water and I make sure no water goes to waste, ever. (I have since moved in to a town, a unit in QLD, and it is much more difficult to recycle the water – infact I cannot, and all the overflow, including septic, runs out into a little creek that runs through the property (yikes – I can’t believe they are allowed to get away with doing that, especially as this creek joins the bigger one across the road, and kids swim in it) This is what happens when there are NO greenies in power. Stupidity happens. Blonde stupidity, like my neighbour. Perhaps they need to introduce ‘environmentalists’ to inspect properties that have creeks, to make sure there is no polluting. I heard the manufacturer down the road, also pollutes into the same creek. So, this is not something that only happened in the 50’s and 60’s when people knew no better. That’s one of the reasons why I said on my blog moving up to QLD, is like stepping back in time by 40 years. My other neighbours said it was more like 100 – 150 years. Anyway, I only use pure cotton tampons, so they can be composted. (After I wrote this bloody Woolworths got fake “green” tampons from Kotex, {Kimberly-Clark American conglomerate, although I was advised before, Kotex was Romanian; Americans trying to blame Romanians!} – anyway these IDIOTS make those tampons now, out of polyester blend. STUPID STUPID. I have switched brands to Cottons Organic and Moxie. And HEY BEANS FOR BRAINS: The planet is more important than the economy. It’s any wonder the toilet didn’t block up. I clean the windows with vinegar. I clean everything with vinegar. I mop the floors with tea tree oil and vinegar. And do the kitchen benches with water/vinegar and orange essential oil. Or whatever oil I am in the mood for! I only buy the real paper towels, and not the fancy branded one that has silicon, polyester and plastic in their paper towelling (disgraceful; is not biodegradable – what are you thinking? Am I surrounded by morons??). By the way, I don’t use toilet paper; I have a bidet with cotton washes for drying, saving millions of trees. Millions. Plus is 50000 times better; cleaner. I also buy PAPER facial tissues, most tissue brands too have silicon, polyester and or plastic in them to make them “soft” – this is the manufacturers reason for adding it – “it’s what the customers want- softness”. I DON’T THINK SO! Customers are prepared for a little paper rough if they know it is organic. There is only 1 brand at 1 supermarket (Woollies) that sells pure paper facial tissues – which is abhorrent. But at least there’s one, even if it only started up this year in 2025. Its not that rough, its quite fine. I can toss my tissues down the loo, nobody else can! I always buy those wooden cotton tips for ear cleaning, even though I dispose of them properly anyway, unlike some bad people who live by the coast. (Wooden tips are biodegradable). I don’t buy tuna, in order to save the dolphins, and save my health from toxic ocean pollution. I try to grow my own vegetables, again after moving into a rental unit, this is near impossible. On those rare occasions when I purchased bacon, I only purchase sour stall free bacon (Coles has it). And I certainly only ever by RSPCA approved cage free eggs, and chicken, which are still a very good price. And I never eat anything made from goats milk due to the slaughter of all the poor male goats. I use fans mostly, with misters. I certainly would never put in a fireplace – only bimbos would do that, not only do they pollute everyone’s air, but they take heaps of valuable time to prepare with kindling and firewood. Plus, they are stinky and messy and need constant attention and cleaning out. (I don’t think some people think things all the way through….they are not romantic, they are dirty! – course Australia is not a cold cold country – but in Siberia, they do not use wood fire either). I only drive anywhere, when I have a point and a purpose - I don’t hoon around pointlessly like the local hoons, trucks and council workers do, or follow someone because they are bored - polluting the airways. Btw – how can you all put with those nuisance drivers? HOW?? {I have a ‘fantasist’ motor biker stalking me (he thinks he is Evel Knievel) at new address-maybe he/she is trying to be greener with a motorbike now instead of car?} And at my house (2021), I don’t even mow the lawns either, I have a ‘wild’ garden! again saving the air from pollution (I’m not sure people realise how much petrol engines, pollute the air, they are TOXIC. There are health warnings on cigarette boxes, why are there none on petrol caps? The smoke from your car is 50,000 times more toxic than cigarette smoke). I don’t think most motorists realise every time they start that ignition, and idle away, for every second they’re burning fuel, they are polluting the environment. They are polluting their own airways. Sidebar time: at one point in my life, I got it into my head I should have an electric car (2012). But I couldn’t get an electric car, they were way over budget back then, so I opted for a second-hand Ute which was diesel instead of petrol. The reason why I was so adamant I wanted an electric car was because the smell from my car then, petrol, I found absolutely repulsive. I almost developed an allergic reaction to the smell of cars. I really believe they are DEADLY. So, when I got my diesel it was heavenly, there’s practically no smell from it compared to my old petrol car. When combustion engine burns petrol, it leaves behind oil in the car (sump oil), that is basically toxic putrid -it’s so disgusting. Lawnmowers produce it too; if you get some of that used oil, and put it on your lawn, you will see it kills absolutely everything that it touches. It’s so toxic. And I see people on YouTube drenched in sump oil – they have no idea. Really, it should be a high priority, of getting rid of all petrol engines. Yikes! I use wooden pegs on my clothesline, (unbelievable how many backyards I’ve seen riddled with pieces of plastic broken pegs, yuk, yuk, yuk and stupid). I buy 2nd hand goods when I can (new location, 2022, there are no 2nd hand furniture shops! Can you believe that, not even a tip shop, and only thieves on gumtree who only buy my goods when their stupid offspring steal from me. What is wrong with people?) I did spend $14000 on a 5kw solar system, but that turned out to be a scam, my bill went up, yes after spending $14000, my bill went up. Do be careful of greedy business people wanting to take advantage of caring people who have good intentions. I was told later, that I had to make the sacrifice in order to get other people to copy and start spending money to save the environment. I believe it has worked; have you seen social media these days with all of the people standing up for the environment, it's amazing. Make sure you ‘carbo offset’ your own life. Many women are far happier these days going child-free. Did you know in Australia, incinerators were banned in the 1980s, because they pollute the air, big time. I have also planted thousands of trees. Although I have had difficulties with people just pulling, yanking, my trees out of the ground and poisoning them. Regional rural areas; still have problems with people who don't appreciate nature or the environment, especially farmers, unfortunately – and men in general, in my experience, seem to be really retarded in this area of “nature”, like nature is something to rebel against and destroy. {So stupid}. You know when I was in Melbourne and visited the open gardens down there, a few years ago now, I bet there would've been more people there in Frankston visiting those gardens, than who attend football games! There is a great love for nature, and nature is going to win. {You better be backing the winner!} The photo above on the far right shows a wall hanging I did as a young 16yr old, experimenting with weaving techniques - got first place in the Gunnedah Show! 😁: 17. Take Photos and Videos of Everything I am getting a little annoyed of seeing ‘unable to right click due to international copyright laws’. I think most people are a little confused about what you can take photos of and what you can’t; Basically, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING If you take a photo of some stranger that you see down the street and then upload it, this is NOT illegal, nor does it violate any privacy laws. And it doesn’t matter what age the person is either, nor if it’s a video of them. It’s also the same with artwork, if you go into a gallery, and take a photo of the wall that has a painting on it, that is NOT illegal. So, if some curator dog comes up to you and chastises you for taking a photo in a gallery - you can tell her where to shove it. I would possibly even slap them on the cheek as well (that later action may be illegal, but, possibly worth it). 2nd photo above is my mother, Fran, and her adopted mum, Gwyneth Flood around 1987: 18. If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will My mother was adopted at age 18mnths approx. According to our grandmother, she was adopted from her uncle, whose wife died, and he decided he could not look after a little girl. My Grandmother was a liar. We determined this, as over the years, her story slightly changed, until finally she said, she would never tell. When my mother (Frances Lesley, formally, Flood, now Bieman, was in her late 40s, she decided she wanted to find out her lineage. I recall she paid a couple of different organisations a few hundred dollars, to look into it for her. They were total bogus scams. They came up with a whole ‘tall tale” for her, made up a complicated story about how she was part Asian! If you know my mother, well, if you just took one look at her, you would most certainly know that this was not true. As I was reading the information given by the Researchers some years later after she had died, it was quite obvious to me, that it was total bullshit, but – I bet my mum reading it, would have been taken in by it, hook line and sinker. So, this story is just a word of warning; if you don’t know your ancestors nobody else will. And it pays to keep your firstborn‘s around; they’re likely to be able to see things, that the previous generation can’t. 19. I would hate to born in Ethiopia Do you know when I was a young girl, there were starving Ethiopians. It was a big thing with famine relief packages being organized. It’s now 30-40 years later and they’re still starving. Look it up on wiki – they have famine there ALL the time. I have a message you may not wish to hear: Stop breeding you fucking idiots, why are you making life difficult for yourself? What woman in her right mind would want to inflict her childhood starvation pain, on to another child? Or should we just call you rape nation? I hear stories of women who are tortured as kids, they have shitty lives, yet they grow up, get a partner and have kids of their own, just so they can expose them to the shitty world too. Break the cycle. (Btw, this is the epitome of stupidity) Are they sadists? My meal today, consisting of fresh picked cabbage, purslane, beef mince, onions and sober noodles (plus a few herbs and spices). The mince was the cheapest bulk pack, it was the “Torana” of mince, but the noodles were so good, they were like the “Mercedes” of noodles. I know how to budget. Least I am not starving. You know, maybe if I put this up on Facebook, I may understand why I may have been banned (not agreed to it at all) - people don’t like to hear these ugly truths. Even though I believe putting up a message like this, would do more to help those people, than anything that has been done in the past 30 or 40 years in so called charity. BTW, a little birdie told me the real reason I was banned from Facebook was because I called some blonde a stupid blonde (it turned out she did have blonde hair, and I guess must have been stupid) as she was so offended, in her childish way, she went about brainwashing all the admin to ban me, and they totally complied with her manipulations. Poor little girl, offended because someone called her a stupid blonde, could someone please show her the starving Ethiopians. Oooh, if only I had a name and a photo. 20. Reference from Anna Abbott (I have included several references on my Blog, as it seems to be a silly reoccurring thing, especially as a renter, and someone continuously NEW, having to continuously move between rentals and locations. They want references, plus, people in the community, who have no business wanting any kind of reference, seemingly wanting some sort of validation, that they can ‘converse and ‘absorb’ me into their lives. And that I am not a common POOR slut or axe murder – this seems to be their biggest fear. I am not sure how people cannot see the correlation between school teachers and references. But if you want to know something about me, it is best you speak to me. NEW ENGLANO GIRLS' SCHOOL ARMIDALE, NSW, 2350 TELEPHONE (02) 6774 8700 FAX +61 2 6774 8741 PLEASE ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO THE PRINIPAL MRS ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. 7th November,1991 To whom it may concern, Emily Bieman has been a student at the New England girls school for all her secondary education. During that time Emily has shown herself to be a quiet, co-operative student who is conduct has been impeccable. She has participated willingly in a wide range of school activities; Emily has been a member of the Independent Girls School Sporting Association, and Combined High School Swimming Team, and represented the school in the Hannah Shield competition. During the past year she has served as a Table Captain a Fire Drill captain, and has been a popular and valued member of her form. However it has it is her creativity in the arts that has really brought Emily to the fore. She has considerable talents in design and has in fact, won the Dressmaker of the Year Encouragement Award, and Award for Originality, at the Northwest Fashion and Design competition. Emily was also a finalist in the 1990 and 1991 Armidale Wool Expo competitions. Emily is an original thinker who is blessed with considerable breath of vision and creativity. She is cooperative in school activities, and is a well respected member of the school family. I have no hesitation in recommending this talented girl to a future employer, and wishing her well in her endeavours. School Principal ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. In my original Blog I had next an image of a Job Add from Indeed, it was for a Gardening position, I noticed with all Gardening adds, they all wanted Police Checks; 21. Gardeners Discriminated Against It’s always the gardener jobs that requires a police check - gardeners are completely discriminated against. What do you think, all Gardeners are a bunch of criminals? Actually, later I realized, they most probably do this, as Indeed IT staff probably read about my experience with the pervy gardeners at NEGS! 22. Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Every activity you do with your body takes its toll, be very careful in the activities and work you choose; is it worth your while? are you being paid properly? are you been paid at all? if you don’t adhere to this warning, by the time your 40s come around (which happens in a blink of an eye) you will be aching, there’s no Medicare rebates for physio and massage which basically are the only 2 things that really help with these aches and pains (aside from pepper essential oil) Your employer will want to use your body as much as they can get away with, they are greedy, old and have no morals on the inside - be strong and stand up to them. NO CHAINSAWING Embrace being on your own, don’t rely on other people, you know best, you have inner instinct, (of course your own inner voice and not somebody else’s inner voice/images), which btw, nobody talks about, but is this very real ‘planet earth connection thing’ that happens - not that this has been a problem for me, but it is a problem for other people around me; Reflections, how some women do reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are, and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”, it is really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I am not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way. They follow you – like little dogs, they steal from you. You should avoid these creatures because they are thieving leeches designed specifically for men who want bimbos (they are rife in television and radio world. “Obviously, one doesn’t speak every single thought one has in one’s head - things could get a little confusing and offensive; when one speaks, one always applies common courtesies, along with common-sense and structure.” This is something I have no troubles with. However, I know for a lot of female tv / radio bims out there, this is something that they struggle with. And people take advantage of their sleepy nature. Most people are thoughtless, try and remember that, Emily! People are small and petty. Like, if you ever make a complaint to anyone (like your local MP, or your boss) you have to do it anonymously otherwise they'll harass, stalk and manipulate you for the rest of your life. They have mental problems and were raised badly by bimbos. They come from a different world than yours. And, if you tell people, you never get sick, then you have people trying to make you sick - it’s part of their senseless nature, you don’t understand it when you’re 18 but they do the opposite, due to bad nazi parenting/schooling in Australia, thus rebellion. You’re like an ‘open book’ people see/hear you coming, they will try and steal as much money and ideas out of you as possible, trust no one (you run rings around most people!) Women are the enemy, way more so than men. It’s not like school where you are all friends; every single person you encounter after probably age 20, will try and steal from you anyway they can EVERY SINGLE PERSON. A pusscat is better company than anyone. Don‘t listen to radio or go to music festivals (you don't understand when your young; no music, trust me). Get them to pay Superannuation, don’t work for a woman ever. Start saving for a house at 15, coax parents into giving you a deposit. (If you haven’t coaxed them into buying a house on your 18th! (Which they should, no more beer for you!) Live at home to save, but living in the community you grew up in is a good thing, people are nasty if they don’t know you, especially when you’re young, single and still vulnerable. For you, really having own home to nest in, feel safe in, is the most important thing. A place where you can invest money / effort into making things the way you want. Settle up North where it’s warm, there are less viruses, (flu virus is not caused from cold, but highly contagious, it will kill you). They hardly know anything about virus except the more times you get flue, the overall weaker your body becomes, I personally believe it to be handed out deliberately amongst the population. Plant heaps of trees everywhere you go, & flowers. When you’re young, for all Dr appointments, take a friend. I know this is a huge inconvenience but Drs cannot be trusted with young girls, as well as receptionist, dentists, nurses and assistants. None of them can be trusted to do the right thing/make right decision always. At any rate take a camera around your neck and record each visit. (I found alternative medicine people, nicer people, except that one pervert, can’t remember him now). Also, try to see the same GP always, that’s another reason why it is not good to move around, you will need a Dr to vouch for you later on against the cunts. NEVER go to dentist unless in extreme pain, (clove essential oil will kill any bacteria) just keep brushing every day lightly. Sensodyne, floss if you have to. Dentists are hopeless crooks that can’t handle your petite mouth. There is an Art of looking after your teeth. The point of life is finding your own personal happiness and things to care about, talk to your parents about their life, why they made certain decisions, they’ve had all the experience, you share the same DNA, use their experience (keep in mind they are pretty clueless about finances and how the world works, especially mum). And btw, all your friends and family will betray you in the end. It’s about money and power for most people. And when you’re 18 life is pretty good, if you think you have problems or are angry, forget about it, when you older, you’ll look back and think, not really bad compared to how things look when your wiser - you see the world with greater clarity, and all is not well in the country at all, there are a lot of big problems that people, particularly parents and school teachers (and news people for that matter) don’t really talk about, and the country is run by a lot of bad rich people or scared fearful people who don’t like change, and don’t like to rock the boat - reality can be so scary for them. Stand up to people who will try to oppress you (everyone). Don’t take out insurance. Especially car. Insurance is a total scam, if you put in a claim for insurance then you’ll have people following you around stealing from you, and they do it in sneaky ways where they can’t get caught. Organised crime is huge, and businesses are involved, so stealing is often done by not taking possessions, but by creating business for certain businesses. Australia is run by dogs – the good guys lost. They lie to you, and pharmaceutical companies are pure evil. (Maybe occasionally you will see glimmers of hope where something good happens, the world evolves a little bit at a time). After SouthPacifc, throw fashion out the window, become a speech pathologist, no, maybe even before. No fashion at all? but the “private” sector will screw you, the “public” sector have a whole heap of rules and so payments are guaranteed. So speech pathologist within gov department! {you don't really hear about highly skilled people much when you're young, but in my 50s now, I have seen quite a few very skilled people and these skills only come about from a lot of experience in the one industry}. People will be relatively respectful to you whilst your parents are alive, once they’re dead, if you’re not married, forget about it, you’re scum of society and treated as such. You’re going to be constantly hounded by bullies, the whole of Australia is made up of non-thinking bullies, they are every-where. I think the best advice I can give you to get them off your back is they respond only to loud strong language and intimidation, confidence is key. Get EVERYONE’S name, including coworkers, especially receptionists at councils, DEFINITELY CENTERLINK (record any interaction). You will need to know names for when they invent the internet! Don’t worry, internet is coming! Don’t spend money/effort on rentals, don’t purchase anything that can’t be packed in Ute – you will be renting all your life, frequently moving. They steal everything anyway, try to buy 2ndhand. {house prices skyrocket, no rentals available.} Tell Daniel to stay away from Heath Barwick, he is a thieving druggy idiot child with a bimbo mother. Don’t go to the cinema with that John guy. Tell Cathy Goldman and Rachael Wainberg’s sister to go fuck themselves – actually report both to police – you don’t know it but both are stalking you, actually report Heath too, he is stalking you too. Then never ever call the police again-they are completely naive and have no idea what’s going on.) 23. Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines? A LOT! I think those trees are Eucalyptus leucoxylon’s. A tree lined street makes such a difference to the whole atmospheric feeling of a place, especially when there are no bloody powerlines. I always wondered why Council spent so much money on fixing roads that don’t really need to be fixed, when they can be putting powerlines underground, that would be a far more logical and better way to spend money, plus create jobs. However I have since learned that the power companies are private companies, and Councils are run by government. So this is a bit of a dilemma, and the government really should not have sold out the electricity companies, until they did the all to important underground works. 24. Lord of the Flies Admin OMG, this is exactly what I mean. Look what they have done on this article re great shot of amazing Architecture ; Nazi Admin have gone out of control, deleting posts left right and centre. Plus they’ve totally got the wrong end of the stick; Hey! you’re allowed to use words like ‘Nazi’ and ‘porn’ without being offensive. Grow the hell up little people Admin. And by the way, I have encountered a few IT companies that have also been run in “Lord of the Flies manner. If you have not read the book “Lord of the Flies”, I highly recommend you do. I’ve mentioned it numerous times on my blog. If you have not read this book, you won’t thoroughly know what I’m talking about. It is the negative part of certain human personalities, especially amongst young boys, young men who are on a gung-ho tirade. Call the Guard!! Although this world today, which is becoming more and more matriarchy, rather than patriarchy, the same can be applied to young women, I myself have had to “call the guard” on many many many many, occasions when dealing with a lot of retailers. Did you know there is no emoji for ‘yelling’ or ‘blowing the trumpet’ – oppressed IT, COOEE! I did find this one though 🤐 figures. 2 5 . Why privacy is important I have talked about this before, particular in the garden - if you read my “Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-D” photo story on page 5 or my “Night sweats” photo story on page 10, possibly my Stalking Dogs in Melbourne story on p4. I go into detail about why it’s important, like a woman’s privacy, and predatory men, or theft, stalking female bimbos, as a result of no privacy, but, really most people don’t really care about those issues, even though those things that plague me terribly and make my life extremely difficult AND SHOULD BE DEALT WITH. I mean, I’m all for transparency; being honest and truthful in business and private lives, not making up lies in order to save face, or save somebody else’s face, or manipulate the situation, or to try and protect someone, kids. However, privacy is extremely important particularly if you’re a single lady, but really the number one reason why privacy is important, the reason anyway that would win a debate in the public sector; is business competition. I have found as a business owner, and because my privacy is somewhat compromised, I have dogs who can steal my customers in very sneaky ways. I have mentioned before on his blog that they steal ideas left right and center, which they still do, but my main business of seed selling, this doesn’t require too many new ideas, just requires customers. And, if the competition can see a customer sniffing around, well I’m not going to tell you some of the ideas that they come up with to steal them, because there are so many bloody copycats, and I don’t want to put any more ideas into their thieving heads, but they do it, and it’s because I don’t have privacy. Now I say this will win the debate, because I have noticed, for some reason that if you say its for business purposes you will immediately get the approval of everyone. Actually this “business purposes” is so significant that it would be a form of discrimination for those not in business and wish to make a point or complaint, etc. Have you ventured into town in the middle of the day? Do you notice how many people there are about, all on the street, all on the roads? There are literally 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people not at work. So that’s 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people who would be discriminated against. 26. Product Placement I remember watching this movie once called The Truman show, with Jim Carrey. I really liked it. About a man held captive unbeknownst to him, in a world where everything was produced by a producer, and everything was fake, so they were hidden cameras everywhere, and actors pretending to be his fake friends and fake family, fake wife, fake buildings fake workplace, even fake weather. I guess I liked it because I could relate to it in a way (dogs). There was a scene in it, where he notices that his wife was talking to him, but it was like she was talking to somebody else (she was obviously sending messages to the producer) and so he was left feeling slightly bewildered “am I going nuts?“ so, he exclaims in manic out-raged way “who are you talking to!” I think there are people who have seen this movie, and seen the way people can be manipulated, and who then like to try for themselves (I have found in life, when it comes to movies, particularly a good movie like that one, they copy everything in it). So, what those people do, is the product placement bits - they did it in that movie. In fact, I think that movie was the turning point, it was like was so obvious, and people so obviously saw how product placement works in movies, it was like product placement was brought into consciousness with the common people! So, they intern want to try it as well. Sometimes when I talk to certain people, I feel their product placement is so bad, I want to yell at them WHO ARE YOU TALKING TOO! And then I wonder, what possesses them to product place somebody else’s product. I think about any products that I think would be good enough to product place without receiving any money for it. And actually, I can think of only 2! One thing I loved when I had it, back when I was 20, on a fresh strawberry tart, was King Island Cream - it was the most amazing desert experience I had ever had! Best cream ever. So worth tasting. The other thing was Benjamin Moore self-levelling paint! 15 years ago, I bought this by chance, not even seeing the self-levelling part about it. I painted some craft wood shelves with it. As I was painting, of course when you paint, you get streaks from the brush lines, but after about five minutes, I noted, it literally did self-level and was beautifully smooth, no bubbles, it dried almost like a hard solid coating finish. Now 15 years later, I’ve still got those shelves and there’s not a scratch or a chip on it (and I have relocated 8 times) The craft wood is completely protected in this hard tough self-levelled coating. It is an outstanding product. I have since looked for it online, and I don’t think they make it any more, but they do have their own website, and for ‘almost’ a 4L tin of bathroom paint, it costs $150! so that is extraordinarily expensive, but their quality is unmatched in my opinion. So, I would have no problems product placing those two amazing products! Yesterday I saw a good movie about gambling. So, I have no doubt they were product placing gambling! But actually, I felt they were a little bit sneaky, whilst product placing gambling, they seemed to be subliminally saying, we are so good at this product placement now, that we are product placing to certain personality types; who we know are good at maths, but are lacking in areas like common sense, and also have big egos, so, don’t want to lose; These people make perfect gambling suckers and we want them by the bucket loads. And we are getting them. I have no doubt that it worked. I don’t gamble – waste of money. I’ve always thought anyone who gambles is just bloody stupid. I tell you, those businesses have got it covered; all the favourite Hollywood stars have had gambling scenes of some sort, and Hollywood people are very persuasive, so I feel like I definitely have to say something here, because people need help against persuasive Hollywood people! Don't be a victim so don't gamble. Money better off spent on good food and plants. And online gambling especially is for victims; you are never going to win. Isn't my Maidenhair Fern fabric print above , just beautiful! 27. Sun Dried Apricots I will include this method because my dried apricots were so amazing, they were unlike any other dried apricots I’ve ever tasted. There were two factors culminating in this, one was the variety of apricots, it was a new variety called ‘Story’ from Heemskirts Tamworth Nursery (Flemmings) - so deliciously big, sweet, fragrant and juicy, they were delicious at their optimum ripeness. The other factor, was in Gunnedah that year, it happened to coincide with the ripening of my apricots, was a four day extreme heat wave. This was an unbelievable hot heatwave, it was like hotter than I’d say any other year on record at that time of year (November), for four consecutive days. Hot hot hot!. I put out my apricots out each morning, bring them into the verander each evening before the due set in. After four days I had the most perfect sun dried apricots you can imagine. They hadn’t even discoloured, and I didn’t even use any vitamin C powder, which usually prevents the brown oxidisation on apricots. The flavour was extraordinary, so intense. It was really so good that it will be worth purchasing your own apricot tree so you can try this (and hope for a heat wave one year) Actually, the flavour was so good I’m thinking it’s probably worth fruit growers to take their almost ripe stone fruit out into Australia’s hot desert, so they can dry all their fruit by this method -unbelievable flavour. Come on Australia, wake up. I did them in my usual frames which consist of midge proof flyscreen, fully enclosed frames 28. Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Here is a quote from an Iraqi detainee who was falsely imprisoned at Guantánamo Bay for 14 years. This was his opening statement in his trial: “Where I am from, we know not to trust the police, we know the law is corrupt, and we know the government uses fear to control us.” This man is talking about his country of Iraq, however when he said this, it resonated with me. I am Australian, and as far as I’m concerned, he was talking about the police I know in Gin Gin and Bundaberg QLD, and the government that I know, - Centrelink, they are corrupt and they do use fear to manipulate - just as overcontrolling as the Iraqi government. It was only yesterday, I received yet another nuisance call from the new governments contractor who won the employment provider role – she claimed she was from them, (although her voice was familiar – and I have noted recently there have been a number of people calling me or who have taken my phone calls, that have distinctive voices; as in the same person who spoke to me when I phoned PayPal was the same person I spoke to when I phoned Telstra and Ebay – and not just recently but over the last 10 years, it has been the same person. Plus there is at least 4 “same people” people that I have recognised now, they claim to be a different person each time, but infact not – as I have finally got really familiar with their voice, and I now also record all phone conversations too, for comparison. I don’t know who is behind that, I would say, actually Telstra, since they do phones? Anyway, this woman, said they had not updated my details, placing me in financial harms ways. In the past I have had such monsters from Jobs providers, cut off payments on numerous occasions for no reason other than to strike fear – it is a game they relish – powertripping and fear mongering. They are fucked people. Btw, if you have to move, and you’re on employment, you’ve gotta come up with new bond costs as well as removal costs – and even the cheapest way of doing it yourself with hire truck, is still really expensive, ($2000 for my last move), so this is really difficult, there’s really not much left to save each week if your on unemployment, but Centrelink has recognized the fact that emergency payments will crop up, and thus have come up with a solution, and that is they will loan you $500 interest free, and you have to pay back $40 over the next several months until it’s paid in full. This is a good deal, when I had to move in 2000 and was looking after mum on Carer payment, I took advantage of that loan. {There will be some people that won’t know about the loan, its not advertised, that’s partly why I’m writing this}. Although in 2022 once again I had to move, and had to take advantage of the loan, and I noted, 22 years later IT’S STILL THE SAME AMOUNT of $500!! Even though we’ve had exorbitant inflation since 2000. I did send a message to Centrelink and told them about this thing called “inflation”, but noted it still remains $500 today. I will have to add, if they put the loan up to say $800 (more realistic Bond amount) then that would increase loan payback to “too long a period”, so they would have to increase the fortnightly payment as acknowledgement of inflation. So, get to it Mr Budget man! In my photo story “Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women”, I mention the dog who stalked me to my job interview, I assume she was from Centrelink, (by the way I had only been unemployed for 2 weeks, and I did get that job that day – yet still I had stupid dogs from Centrelink following me. That was 20 odd years ago. Yet I mention in my latest photo story “Hopeless Sadistic Doctors and Centrelink staff” that I was followed into Mitre 10 and the person who ‘incorrectly‘ served me, 3 times, for the point of hurting my foot, was the call centre boy from Centrelink who I had recently spoken with over the phone of late re Disability. So, it seems to me the staff at Centrelink have a stalking and “mind your own bloody business” problem. I believe those activities would be not only against their gov policy, but against the law – yet they are still stalking and harassing me. Do I need to contact a politician? The Mug shown above is my latest design called “ Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101 goldlight ahx4 ”, although perhaps I should change the name to “Perfect Pastels” available at RedBubble. Maybe it is because I have an artistic mind that I notice these things. Or maybe it is the fact that I am an artist, as to why I have dog type people on my back? I definitely think it’s related, it’s like certain sectors of the police and Centrelink don’t know how to deal with everyone, they only know how to deal with specific personality types, like those who are good at maths. I can assure you, there is a whole artistic world going, made up of some extremely talented and very very clever people - maybe it is that mysterious world that the dogs are trying to spy on, as they can’t see it. Blinded by maths. 29. Dyeing Story and the “female misodge” Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden – ALL YOU NEED ARE MULBERRIES!! Plans to Write a Book So, one thing I’ve done pretty much all my life, since I was a teenager, is dying. I dye my clothes and fabrics for sewing and designing. I remember being given a Bonds singlet when I was at fashion school, and were told to go away, come back in a few weeks, with a complete outfit, ready for the end of year catwalk parade, which of course must ‘star’ the Bonds singlet. I was in my element! I came up with this amazing design which had been hand dyed too, my design ‘starred’ the singlet, but you could no longer tell it had been a singlet, it was hidden below layers of same coloured dyed cotton poplin and tulle. It included a big over the top hat, and the bottom dress/skirt part, was detachable! Perfect for the catwalk. As I was in to spinning and knitting, plus gardening, I started sourcing seeds for dye plants, and over the years had grown a good collection of dye plants, and did a fair amount of experimenting. The more I got into it, the more I realised how many possibilities there are of obtaining dye from our Australian natives, and realised there was a need for a book written about this subject. So, I made plans to write that book in my old age, after I’d grown all my garden, and had a huge selection of plants to experiment with. So unfortunately, I had to leave my garden, and I was only halfway through planting all the plants that I wanted to plant, if that, and so there goes a good book idea, and no doubt, royalties for future Bieman kids or my favourite charity. Somebody else will attempt to do it, but I know that writing such a book, is a lifetimes work, so if someone does, it won’t be very good, unless they put the time and dedication into growing many many many native plants and trees, and tried all the many different ways and combinations there are of making it colourfast. Plus had lots of spare fibre to “play” with, and a lot of water to dye with - which I know, I would say, no other woman would do. Infact the only person that I know, who would do that, is me. Most women are preoccupied, and are too lazy. Anyway, the little dyeing that I did, turned out well, and that collage above shows some of the dyeing I did with dye obtained from nature in my garden, those ones were wash fast too. I did plenty of dyeing with the chemicals from craft shops too. Over the years, of doing all that dyeing, this one day at Rangari, I was looking at something I’d finished, and was thinking how well it turned out, better than I even had imagined it, I was in my early 40s at this point, and I realised that all the dyeing that I’ve done over years, had always worked out, and that I was pretty dam good at dyeing! I was basically self-boasting to myself. A few months later, I decided that I wanted to do some more dyeing, and I had run out of dye. I had to purchase more, I got a big batch from Rit, Procion and Cushing’s. But the next lot of mixed dyeing that I did, just didn’t work out at all, it was completely the wrong colour, very different from what I had imagined, and I just couldn’t work it out. I wrote it off thinking I must be slipping in my old age. A few months later I did some more, then, I realised the problem, it was NOT at my end, the problem had been with the packets of dye, the blue dye that I purchased indeed was not blue, it was green, and so no wonder it wasn’t working out. I realised at this point that those girls at Lincraft had swapped the pkts within each box. I bought 15 boxes, worth over $100, it was lucky that I only used 1 portion of one, and so I was able to return all of them except for that one (so ha ha to them) Also, I tested the Cushing’s; same thing, meant to be burgundy, but was actually purple - I couldn’t return that one, that company doesn’t exist anymore. And, same with Rit, my brown black was blue black, completely different tone. Years later when I was at Gin Gin, again I attempted to purchase more dye from a different place, I ordered blue, but they sent me turquoise, mislabelled. I guess that means no more dying. See “female misodge”, read below. Shame on all those craft girls, not just 1, several dye companies and at least 2 retailers. I do believe they thought they were being funny, but basically you are thieves, and not funny at all. I think those woman is so stupid, that they may have even been carrying out the ‘will’ of some arsehole man, perhaps watched her dad treat her mum in this passive aggressive way as a child? And she wants to be just like her dad. And the reason they target me, specifically is because I am not married. She thinks because I’m single, she gets to fuck things up for me. A reoccurring theme other stupid women do (it always the stupid ones). This stupid blonde is the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men- they are an absolute abomination, and hence why I said carrying out the will of a man. I found this to be a recurring thing with silly bimbo women, they muck about and play jokes, but the jokes that they come up with, are not jokes at all, they’re just basically bitch girl crimes. There have been countless others things that I could mention here, like when I checked my water tank and measured it, then came home that day and 4 inches was missing, someone saw me measure, then thought, ooohhh, look at her measuring, steal some steal some steal some – idiots, (in our time of drought, which seems to be persistent, stealing water is no joke, every drop counts) Boys are just as guilty as girls, I do recall writing about the mechanic, who broke my lights, thought it would be funny if I drove home in the dark, and the other mechanic who cut my fuel line, thought it would be funny if he inverted the petrol fumes inside my car. I mean just idiotic juvenile behaviour, carried out by adults, not funny at all, infact pretty sick. I really hope you get your comeuppance. I strongly believe that women who sabotage other women like this, is a ‘female misogynists’, (I call them a “female misodge” because they don’t want to see other women be happy, or win in life, they are just as bad as a typical stereotype misogynist male, who feels threatened by women. You know, I am outraged by all the dysfunction in society. MOTHERS COULD YOU PLEASE DO BETTER TO PRODUCE KIDS WITH NO ISSUES LIKE THIS. Misogyny - Wikipedia (/mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred of, contempt for, or prejudice against women. It is a form of sexism that keeps women at a lower social status than men, thus maintaining the societal roles of patriarchy. Misogyny has been widely practiced for thousands of years. I’ve noted now, since that dye sabotage has happened, instead of having usual dreams about dying my fibres, now whenever I apply my colour, like duck blue for instance, in my dream, it comes out electric purple. It’s like those stupid blonde bitches who work at the craft shop have changed my dreams into Negative Nancy dreams. Fuck them. I hope they get cancer and die. Btw, I heard that same stupid short blonde bimbo did the same to my glass paints, that I had purchased to do a door,- but never did as I had to move. She must have messed the paint colours somehow, and ha ha, I never used them. And also, ha ha to that bimbo, as I sold those paints to some other girl, and so that stupid blonde has fucked it up for another girl too. And I know that the bimbo only targets me, but now she is inadvertently targeted some other woman. ha ha! That’s what happens when bimbo women try to fuck things up. Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect. There was a movie on last night about a young girl who killed her parents and then committed suicide. I’m really hoping it was based on at least one of those stupid bimbos from the craft shops/ dye companies. The world will be much better place without a single female sabotager. And btw, I will no longer be purchasing anymore dyes – sabotaged themselves too – stupid. So, this brings me to my next observation. You know, if you’ve read my whole blog, you will detect a definite theme, about how I describe the nature of women, and what problems for me in particular, they cause. I suspect this is partly due because I’ve mostly only being around women, I went to an all-girls school and then worked in the fashion trade, which is basically full of women. From time to time, I have encountered men, who definitely fit the wiki misogyny definition above, like certain landlords I’ve had, and TAFE teachers, and sometimes the irony is so bizarre, because one man in particular; I would basically just describe him as pretty slow, yet his innate feelings of superiority over women were so obvious, that anyone could see his nature and his attitude just from a little bit of observation. And just from being old and wise now, and still observing what goes on. I can see more and more how men have been making the rules in the past, (the bible: “oh yea of the village, you all should not wear elbow patches on your coat, for I shall provide if you follow my faith” – yes, that is taken from the Bible, and see, it is all about control. Nothing wrong with being thrifty! But what really annoys me the most, is how men try to ‘trick’ women, and what they know about the world, like they kind of keep things a secret, from women if they choose, and so if a woman can’t figure everything out, that’s going on around her, - as there is a lot not taught in schools, especially in regards to social interaction, and the capabilities of people who manipulate others. (This is because teachers and parents don’t want kids to know the secret about issues of control – they want to control everything). Women tend to base their whole life on what they learnt in school. So, then she’s left in the dark, and that’s why men think women naïve. They also think a woman not employed or married, very stupid (women think that too) “Hey arsehole I know you can hear me” - this little sentence is a tactic a young guy suggest I use, when I was forced to deal with certain cocky evil older man. I am not sure this man thought I was personally inferior to him, but the fact that I was not rich, was what automatically made him think me naïve, and himself superior (brain washed by money). And because I was not partnered, he thinks this is permission to “play games” and be disrespectful, because I must obviously be a ‘party type’ girl, and there was no man around to take revenge anyway. Such a fucking coward. And, I’m not btw, which he sooner found out. {Like to add, mostly it is the single factor and not the money factor that motivates men into “playing games” and being disrespectful.} I would describe him as a revolting man, and I find it strange that any woman would tolerate a man like that, yet, he is partnered up. But see how every now and again, there are people who cross my path, who can see what is going on, can see that everything is not what it seems, and that there is unseen vulgar stuff (not to do with sex, but to do with power), happening. Like a whale tossing a seal. Just sometimes those people cross my path. And even on more rare occasions, they can actually help out, with a suggestion like this little sentence. They know about the evil plots and schemes used, to try and trick usually, women. But, as I have been around a lot of women in my life, I have witnessed mostly the opposite, with women trying to ‘trick’ men, and ofcourse women trying to put other women “back in their place” – this is huge. Plus try to play God at shopping places with microphones! And I am fairly certain that the whole of the ABC TV and Radio is run by women, and has been for decades. Full of “female misodge”, playing ‘class’. And I have to note, the unit complex, where, unfortunately I have to live now, - all the female misodge who witnessed me at Rangari, are highly ecstatic now, as I have finally “been put in my place”. (Actually, as long as there is no stealing, I would be greatly relieved to live anywhere, and this place is kind of hidden from the road and is in a very beautiful rainforesty area, but I’ve heard, they’re trying to get me kicked out of it again, as it’s ‘too pretty for me, and I do not deserve it’. I can hear you arshole, and actually, I deserve way better. Deserve and Deserved.) But it is an interesting mix of single people, male and female. At first, I had the old men playing their typical games of manipulation, their favourite thing to do, including fear mongering, and playing sides, (hey arsehole, I can hear you, and not my first walk in the park.) {That expression must have come from a woman, walking through a public park and noticing that there were a lot of men, pervert arseholes, around, staring and watching her. Lol. What I mean by it, I am used to bored people who don’t think I can see what they are doing, trying to manipulate my thoughts with signs, and fear mongering. I have had nearly 30 years of experience of people trying to do this, all though it gets worse the older you get. Bizarre.} So, the women in this complex, well, I don’t know if they are watching me see what’s going on, or if they can actually see what’s going on, - I pretty much doubt that they can see what’s going on, but they have decided, that they want to play to, playing sides is the biggest thing, they also involve the handyman, old man. And it maybe landlord related, I’m not sure, but playing games is what they do in order to manipulate; just like that, when in actual fact it has nothing to do with the landlord. (At past places too, as a renter and single woman - I just love having pervert power tripper handyman and body corporate caretakers sniffing around my unit. That was sarcasm in case you can’t tell.) I cannot do anything about that. Those people are acting on their own volition, without any provocation from me. It seems being single makes me irresistible to those ‘stupid’ personality types. I recall one time at Bulga, dad was out visiting me, and he had brought out a trailer load of firewood for me (cool dad), and was doing some chain sawing too. When the chainsaw started up, I immediately saw the landlord Robert, drive down from his house to mine, but when he turned in the drive and saw dads car, he reversed out and went back home – this is exactly what happens all the time, if there is someone around, the dogs back off - FUCKING BULLY COWARDS. {I know I have mentioned this chainsaw story before, but it’s just a perfect example to explain what happens to me regularly, as a single woman, often regarding small matters.} 30. Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing SINCE 3mnths prior before I left, I asked my landlord if she would like me to leave a bathroom “diy wall” I had put up in the form of a purple blanket, as there really needed to be something there to stop the smell from the compost loo. She got back to me in a most revolting and bitchy manner and said no, I was to remove it, and she also went into a long spiel about how I had better clean the bathroom when I left – stupid drunk IDIOT. (Little tip, stupid people, should really not drink, but being drunk is never an excuse for bad behaviour.) Someone else, suggested to me that my landlord Cate thought I was gay, – see my beautiful rainbow ribbon wind catcher! ($100 on Etsy) so strange if you use bright colours how people think you’re gay!! Again, more stupidity. I love bright colours, yet still not gay, try and get this through your thick heads. Anyway, so she thinks I was gay, so she discriminated against me, like being gay is an excuse for her to be disrespectful, she felt, if I was gay then this would make her feel superior to me. She’s totally, I would say “not right” in the head, but this kind of thing really comes down to stupidity and not being aware. She and along with pretty much a lot of other people. One of my favourite American sitcoms was Will and Grace, (still not gay) as I was watching reruns 10yrs later I realised why there’s so much discrimination against single people; the characters were downright discriminatory towards each other, if there was no boyfriend on the scene, they blatantly called each other losers. In my experience, people copy what they see on TV. I’m pretty sure that’s why there’s a whole lot of hopeless mothers, because they want to be, and so, copy the drugged up rich drunk housewife Karen Walker! Apparently, I was told; TV producers/directors, used to do this on shows with black people in the 80s, they would use subtle brainwashing tactics to discriminate against black people, and not just the easy ones, like putting black people as the “help” all the time, but other evil means and ways. Like use statements like “good-natured simpleton”, suggesting that anyone who is good-natured is stupid -although that’s not a black discrimination – they were having a go at anyone who is not a bitch. But that’s how they do it, use popular tv shows to impose social norms. And like how on that show called “Mad About You” in the early 90’s, about the popular good-looking couple who decided to get married and have a child in their city apartment, when before this, was like a general thing, that you would get married and settle down in the ‘burbs’, with a house and star pickets - they wanted people breeding in units, as there’s not enough room for everybody to live in a house. It’s really disgusting, and people should stop fucking breeding. Those brain washing tactics are very real and deliberate, you might think “oh it’s just a script for popular culture, for amusement purposes”, but think again. And they weren’t just being accidentally racist! Unbelievable. Same with how the police think that I am unemployed, so that would be a reason to be disrespectful towards me, and act superior towards me, and to automatically side with anyone and everybody else, such stupidity in society, I can’t believe it. So, I suspect my landlord took it, or the future tenant, who was to be living in that house. They saw how it worked, and saw that it was a good idea, and so just help themselves, ($40 Mosquito Bits for the compost loo from amazon). I also believe there was a thing in the past with my landlord rousing on someone who provided her sand, stating that the sand was full of biting flies. I think she may have been confused, because with any compost, it attracts nats. So, she would’ve put out her compost loo, which coincided with a delivery of sand, she saw the nats, and thought they must have come with the sand. So, the sand guy copped a beating from her. {This is why breeding is not for everyone, if you’re not wealthy and educated, really you shouldn’t have kids, you know, face the facts of reality}. They also took the carpet strip that I used on a ramp for my cat, and they took a large glass jar of small screws and a long Rio rod. {I also forgot to get a heavy-duty extra-large hanging basket off the back veranda when I moved, and I know I forgot that due to those thieving dogs doing distractions, that hanger was the only thing I forgot} My landlords name is Cate Rogers, I have no idea who is living in that house now, the address is Lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, Gin Gin, QLD, 4671 (no 7 in Village Lane, as house is not listed on Google Maps) I like to set the dogs and all the thieves, gives them a real guilty target and something to do; you really shouldn’t steal from me. Zero tolerance. By the way, I had quite a few items stolen in the 3yr period when I lived there, and I wasn’t sure whether it was the landlord, in fact, I was pretty certain it wasn’t her stealing, but then one day, I received a new water tank on behalf of Cate, who couldn’t be there as she was on holidays, and the tank had a separate filter, which I put inside on the shelf. And a couple of weeks later, I noticed that filter had been stolen, and I’m pretty certain the only person that would’ve wanted that stolen, would be Cate, because she thought maybe I might throw it out or something. So, if Cate stole that filter, this means, she stole everything - all the items I’ve listed here on my blog that have been stolen. Shame on her, she’s going to hell for sure, and I hope she gets cancer (and, what a stupid dog). And while I am on the subject of popular culture teaching young people how to live, I just watched a movie showing the lead ‘cool’ guy stealing from a women that he perceived as rich, (so not actually rich, just he perceived her as rich, but mainly she was not returning his flirtations with him). So, what that does it say to all young vulnerable boys watching that that behaviour? It shouts, is not only normal, but accepted – I was DISGUSTED, so much so, that I waited till the end credits and wrote down every name who produced and directed that movie, shame on them (note there are no woman listed – this could be the problem, - real woman haters): Ruben Fleischer, Rafe Lee Judkins, Art Marcum, Matt Holloway, Jon Hanley Rosenberg, Mark D Walker, Naughty Dog video game, Charles Roven, Alex Gartner, Avi. Arad, Robert J Dohrmann, David Bernad, Tom Holland, Carter Swan, Neil Druckmann, Evan Wells, and Asad Qizilbash. Calling all lady femme fatales ; this boys need a good whipping. 31. Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not I was thinking one day, why it is, that some people think certain men are gay, when they're not. Well, I have worked out why; it is it's because those particular men have a common learnt trait, and that trait is “bitch”. I find it happens to men particularly if they're close to their mothers, been raised by their mothers, or have many sisters and are close to women. They simply learn how to be bitch! For instance, if you think of those 2 famous characters on TV; Jerry Seinfeld and Chandler Bing from Friends; both of those gentlemen sometimes received comments from women about how they thought they were gay. And it's specifically because those characters make bitchy often sarcastic comments. It could not be any more obvious! Only just this morning someone online from an Adobe forum (who had an icon of an old man, and said his name was Larry), but he implied to me that I was lucky to be using the program that I am using, and I should be lucky and grateful. I thought well you know, that is a bitchy thing to say, as it implies for starters, that I am ungrateful in the first place. So, I told him, I was, then asked him if he was actually a girl? He said he wasn't. So, this is another perfect example. I bet he gets confused by other people too if they didn't know that he was happily married. I think I should make, it my personal mission too, to rid the world of “bitch” character in men. It’s bad enough we all have to endure women. But “bitch” in a man, well, it’s disgusting, and certainly a turn off! It is definatly a dysfunction. Raised by bitch mother; you could not wish that upon your worst enemy! I would go so far as to say it’s a mental health issue! Actually, I also thought of another factor, and that is sport. I am thinking men who didn't play sports as a child, in particular team sports, don't learn how to have that kind of "tough macho competitive - I'm going to eat you alive" attitude, that some sports instil. I know when I was a child I didn't really play any team sports, I did horse riding and swimming, solo sports. And I think that is why I'm a little different from a lot of other girls, and had such difficulties at my first job at Bonds, with all the other “tough macho bitch type” women there, basically all of the women who worked at Bonds were that type? Actually, looking at the big picture of that whole scenario, that is a little odd, and most definite a dysfunction going on in that company. I remember my Aunt too, in fact I've mentioned this before, but she must've realised at some point that her only son was a sweet and gentle boy, and that this was going to lead to some problems, so she took him down to Saturday morning sports in Balmain, as much as she would not like to do that as a single mother; going down with all the other parents every Saturday, she would've hated it actually (just the same as I would hate doing something like that), but she felt sport would have been that important. She probably noticed the difference too with mum's (her sister) 4 kids, as we all played multiple sports of some sort. Image above is me in my car port at new location in the subtropics – taken just before I chopped off all my hair – too hot for long hair here. Life Stories P4 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4(this) , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being Life Stories P3 The first photo above is of our; 1. Family House at 18 Henry St, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia - Collage When I was in 4th class, our family moved into town, from the Holwood farm 30minutes out of Gunnedah, to this house, 18 Henry St - it was my mother’s dream house, she absolutely loved it. There is a little story; About a year or so before they found this house, our whole family was at the Currabubula Art Show, all 6 of us, and my mother asked us all to go around and find which was our favourite painting. Now, of all the hundreds of paintings that were in that exhibition, (maybe 1000’s, they were all crammed in – very popular Art show), believe it or not, my dad and I chose exactly the same picture, it was a painting of a large federation house – and turned out, that the Henry Street house, was based on that one, it was a famous Homestead near Gunnedah, much bigger than our Henry Street home, but similar style/colours. Unfortunately, I never got to see it, it was privately owned. But, so, not only did Dad and I choose the same picture as our favourite, but as a family, we managed to find this house for our family home! How about that!! Mum’s friend, James White painted this picture of our house, he captures the green ivy out the front, the green pencil pine trees, and the green roof just wonderfully. The monstrosity above that is my photoshop addition! -this is what I would have done if I had inherited it! (4 of us, we had to sell -sold to a lawyer from Tamworth for a good price, and that is what his wife did to it! Shame about the lovely Ivy/matching roof, and all the trees down the side, ruined that wonderful ‘feel’ in my opinion - but the inside was not too bad, she ripped all the old carpets and did the floorboards, which came up lovely. Although I really liked the pink hallway. My sister, for some reason, some years before, painted the beautiful dark green window shutters, light green, and the new owner removed them completely. But she did put a lot of work into the place, as Dad had slightly neglected the maintenance side of things over the 30yrs he owned it. The family home is a special place, and spending money/time in this area is well worth it. (For me my heart still was out at Holwood on the farm – such freedoms – don’t get me started on the neighbours at Henry st, it seemed our family was the centre of attention… (although they were nothing compared to my ones at the moment). When we were selling this house, all the siblings took the realtors advice and put it to auction. They said that would be the fastest way to sell. It went to auction one Saturday, and hardly anyone even turned up, so it was put on the market, it took six months to sell, which wasn’t too bad considering some houses stay on the market for much longer. But in Gunnedah, I feel like we were kind of persuaded by the Real Estate to put it on auction, and in retrospect I can see why, they actually make a fair bit of money from organising an auction, even if there’s no sale, they still make money. I would say they make a lot of money this way by persuading homeowners to go to auction, and maybe in Sydney, in popular areas, this would be a good idea, but in rural Gunnedah, where most people are quite conservative and definitely not showy or outspoken, an auction is just not a good idea. I personally would never buy a house at auction, - way too much of an open book, there are experts out there can read your every move, and will have done background research into your finances as soon as you’ve registered - they will push you way above the value of the house just because they know your budget (if you have a good budget!). I have seen people being ripped off on more than 1 occasion this way. Fakers are real. Plus, I personally have dogs who follow me and know EVERYTHING about me, so, it's just out of the question - they would also know about the rest of my family, so you will get burned too if you go to auction. 2. TRIPLE Twinwall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect roof insulation I have found over years I have had an interest in houses, buildings, and architectural features. I guess it stems from being a ‘nester’ - a women’s instinct that they have to nest? And, I’ve always craved for more lighting, in any house I lived in {as I’ve lived in quite a few as a renter now}, they are all lacking light. So, I frequently imagine (secretly fantasize) about how to put in light – without the heat of the hot Australian sun. In Australia, the sun is so hot, you can’t even sit by a window if the sun is coming in. So, in 2020, I came up with a solution for letting in the light, but not the heat; Stack 3 layers of the ‘twin wall polycarbonate’ (which you can easily buy in the hardware shop) then you leave a 30-40cm gap between each layer, this traps the hot air while still letting in the lighting. Note, the building will need to have high ceilings, but that also contributes to cooler rooms by a lot anyway – everyone knows heat rises! I have done a little diagram above in the hopes people will ‘cotton on’ to the fact that we need light, and this is how you can do it, without bringing in the heat. I’m not sure if my little plan will really influence people too much, because you have to actually look at my diagram and read it to understand it, and not many people have time and patience, or would even see the image above – except, I know about the dog network! 3. The last photo across was on a photo story I named; Keep Australia Beautiful I remember very clearly that whole ad campaign in the 80’s, ”Keep Australia Beautiful” some genius had come up with, I guess councils were coming to the realisation of just what a grotty and dirty nation Australia was. And indeed, I remember going with my large extended family to an event in Hyde Park in Sydney, and at the end of it, everyone just got up and left (except our family), leaving behind this ugly disgusting mess of rubbish, it was so revolting and shocking I couldn’t believe it. I mean, coming from a ‘clean family’ who would never litter, it just struck me as absolutely horrendous that so many people, the whole general public of Sydney, seemingly, didn’t give a toss about littering, they had no problems leaving their rubbish, and expecting SOMEBODY else to clean up THEIR mess. Absolute pigs. How bloody arrogant are you Sydney? Plus, what’s more, mainly it is families that attended- so PIG FAMILIES. Who ought to be ashamed of themselves, I would say - fake families, as in families pretending to be families only, because they do not have any real family values, and are not doing responsible family things. Fake parents, bumbling through life. And, I don’t remember my parents been particularly ‘anal’ or ‘Nazi’ about rubbish and littering either, it’s just something none of us would do in public, or leave on the street (unless it was biodegradable and an appropriate spot, like an apple core in the bushes). Maybe being raised in the country was different to being raised in Sydney, country folk have better morals?? So, I guess ”Keep Australia Beautiful” was definitely inspired by that, although I’m not really sure it had a much effect on the people from Sydney, as I recall every year on the news, with the same event (now I remember, it was a Christmas event, Carols in the Domain) but there would be a little section on the news showing all the rubbish, year after year, that the disgusting Sydneysiders leave behind. Every year. I also remember part of their campaign was cleaning up the beaches in Sydney. My aunt, (who took the whole ”Keep Australia Beautiful” very seriously) (sidebar; even though my mum was adopted, she and her sister (Di, my aunt) were not that different, as I remember mum taking a similar serious interest in the campaign “Life Be in It”!! J, whole other story.} So, my aunt, my cousin and I, ventured off one Saturday morning near King Georges Park in Balmain, with our Council given rubbish bags, and we went on a cleaning spree. I do recall there were a lot of syringes, it was just at that time when AIDS was coming to light too. Dirty little city folk! So, any healthy minded person; if they’re ever out in a national park or at the beach, or at the river, or anywhere really, if they see some rubbish, pick it up and put it in your pocket, for later disposal. Don’t just leave it there and think somebody else will do it. Given the fact that it’s so hard for most Australians to actually put their rubbish in the rubbish, this is why I think Councils should not charge people to take their rubbish out to the tip. Later, I recall my landlord in Gunnedah, who owned the farm where I lived, {where there was no rubbish collection, and farmers around me DID and still DO burn their rubbish, plastics and all – DISGUSTING, and can you believe that?}, they said, that she paid $70 a year to have the rubbish collected (or maybe it was the rubbish disposed of), I’m not sure, but there was definitely zero rubbish collection out there, and I had to take it either into dads wheelie bin, or to the tip myself, where I would have to pay $2 or $4 depending on who was working, for a small sized supermarket bag of rubbish. Gunnedah Council are greedy female fuckers. And I guess, don’t get me started on recycling, there needs to be way more of it, with huge big sheds constructed, where items can be stored, and people can sieve through to purchase items for a few dollars. And, including construction materials – there seems to be a monumental amount, new and old, that just gets taken to the tip, and chucked out – by lazy tradies and home renovators. Such a waste. Oh, and someone told me (it was one of the rich hoity toity mothers in fact, of when I went through my temp nanny period), she said that all of the recycling centres across New South Wales were based on the cheapest model that was put forward to Council, so they are only recycling a tiny fraction of things, when in fact, they could be recycling everything, including SOFT PLASTICS. Hopeless. Just hopeless. What, are council a bunch of hopeless drunks? Looks like it to me. It’s so bizarre to see people in positions of power who don’t take this kind of thing seriously and think it’s just a passing phase. It is not, as time now, as shown you. The Google Maps screenshot above, shows Charlotte Street in Lilyfield (although back then it was actually Leichhardt, I think, although it would not surprise me if my aunt just said she lived in Leichhardt, because, she had this weird thing about Italians – she loved them, she wanted to marry one, and one, preferably, who had a little pony tail! – Leichhardt, a then big Italian suburb, it may still be?). The house belonged to my aunt courtesy of (her ex, my uncle) she lived there with her son Sebastian, my Smarty-pants cousin. I frequently stayed there at holiday time, we got on great. If I recall, someone gave my cousin that book “The Guinness Book of Records” for Christmas one year, and he loved this book, he read it cover to cover, and then whenever the whole family played trivial pursuit each Christmas, he, as a young 10-year-old, or so, would always win, because he could remember every single fact that he had read in that Guinness Book of Records! Amazing memory! He later on, went to a selective school for “smarty-pants”. I love Google Maps, it’s been very nice to look it up, and especially see the streets around that area, now with green trees, (there were none 30 years ago) it’s good to see some pride. No litter and green trees! Woohoo. See, so easy to please a Greenie! {They are also doing wonderful nature national park walking trails now, a sure-fire cure for cholesterol – “life be in it” affected many people!} Actually, a little birdy told me, {it may have been me and my observation}; it was the Romans (Italians), way back when, in strong Catholic times, who was responsible for veering people away from nature. I don’t call it Vatican City, I call it Cement City – still today there are no trees growing in Rome. But it was the beginning of the separation between man and nature – possibly due to the ‘female connection’ that woman have with nature. So, also the beginning of the patriarch. But basically all littering and river polluting problems can be blamed on the Romans who set the bar back in the day. Btw, at Charlotte Street, there were beeping neighbour dogs across the road there too; I used to visit Di and Seb once I started living in Sydney. The neighbors (or really, who knows? – maybe stalkers from my neighbourhood?) would sit outside in their cars across the road, while I was inside, I think they had a game, to try to manipulate my aunt, they did it, and then so would beep their car horns. We win we win! Talk about ANNOYING, and the SCUM of SOCIETY. It’s like I have badly behaving dregs following me around to prove how scummy and manipulative they are, like they are trying to impress someone. Idiots with no thoughts or ideas of their own, so they have to latch on to someone else. See, EVERYWHERE I GO, FOR YEARS AND YEARS, I HAVE THOSE REVOLTING DOGS, why does not someone take a gun and shoot their heads off? {Least I have toned down my rubbish message, before it was “anyone who litters should be shot”, and “any council who charges for rubbish also should be shot”}. I’m not a Nazi! Just the Queen from Alice in Wonderland! “oofff with their heads” lol 4. Santa Happy to be childless in my young and beautiful days! – still very happy today approaching 50. It was confirmed, after I did a bit of Nanny and babysitting work, that my desire not to have kids would always remain so. I even talked to a doctor about a hysterectomy (I was 22), but the Dr said I would not find any Dr, who would give me the go ahead to get one, at that age. So, all these years I have had to endure the monthly curse all to no avail! Although possibly not having those female deeds, I may have had other problematic side effects anyway……? By the way, if I did have kids, there’s no way I would tell them, that there’s this jolly big fat man in a red suit with a long white moustache that brings you Christmas presents every year! This concept is ridiculous and I can’t believe parents lie to their kids in this strange manner. Have you any idea how secretly betrayed those kids are when they find out the truth, they been lied to all their life? This betrayal causes problems in their adult life, and they do the same thing to people in their life that they care about, by lying - about areas in their life, which are important, like money or friends, things they absolutely need not to be lied about, especially in a family situation (who are you trying to protect? don’t kid yourself – it’s you!). I personally believe it also is a cause for mass deception in society by people deliberately yet subconsciously trying to recreate their childhoods. But I guess that is a bit ‘deep and heavy’ for this little blurb. Any parent who teaches their kids that Santa is real is stupid. S-t-u-p-i-d. By the way I take pride in the fact that I never lie. I find it pointless; It will not put you on the pathway to happiness. Although unfortunately, there have been one or two “life or death” situations where I’ve had to, I have to stretch the truth. Unfortunately, the society we live in can do that to a woman. As I’ve dealt with quite a few people now who lie to me, I find it really bizarre actually, how many people do lie. Most people lie. I mean, most women lie. And they mostly lie about things that don’t really matter, but aswell as things that ABSOLUTLY do matter. Sometimes I see straight away the lie, but usually it is not straight away (something to do with trustworthy parents and friends growing up) but later I can always tell when someone has lied, maybe overnight, it comes to me, or sometimes I don’t realize for several weeks, months, or even years later, that I’ve been lied to, but eventually I always find out, it seems to be the nature of things, nature itself is truth, and so it’s always revealed, eventually. You ought not lie; you will be caught out. In some cases, it’s been up to 30 years to really see the whole picture and that’s why it’s weird that courts of law have a statute of limitations, 7 years. Although, this may change as I type. And I may have been advised of this “7yr rule” by a woman who wished it to be true, so she can NOT be held accountable for her law breaking. I think the main reason people lie to me is out of disrespect, they not only DO not want to show me respect, but they want to show disrespect, by lying (since they can’t physically attack me). An act of rebellion, stemming from nazi school teachers and parental disciplinarians -and also laziness. I do find it a little strange how people put me in this ‘authoritarian’ category to rebel against in the first place, especially since I’m not a teacher and I don’t have any kids. And actually, since I was raised with ‘free reign’ so to speak, I usually do the same. (If you don’t count my disgraceful secondary education!) I find a lot of peoples first instinct is to lie, by a lot of people, I mean most women I encounter. An unnatural instinct. I was told, they rebel against “1st born” - Many kids are from large families and a lot of them have hopeless parents, and kids who are left on their own, Carte blanche, Lord of the Flies scenario, and so there are bully issues from 1st borns picking on 3rd borns. There is abuse going on amongst siblings. In many families, seemingly normal families, THIS HAPPENS. And it's those 3rd borns that grow up to automatically hate 1st borns - even if there's no personal issues. I have many examples on my blog, where I'm just merrily minding my own business, plodding along, and suddenly I get attacked. STUPID BLOODY 3RD BORNS! - the bullied non 20/20 vision people, who do it. All because they've had stupid lazy parents who don't know how to raise kids. {And should not have had more than 1 child -if any at all.} One theory is, it’s the opposite of what you would do if you were in a relationship with someone, like if you were friends with them or more, partners. So, the ideal situation in a relationship, is to speak frankly, honestly and authentically. But these people I encounter, so much, don’t want to have anything to do with me, so start lying, as that would show themselves, and everybody else, that “we’re not friends, we’re not having any kind of relationship at all” - it’s kind of a form of snobbery and disrespect. I believe actually, this is more the reason out of any, as to why people lie to me. Btw, I hate being lied to! There is no point in talking to a liar, ever again. And in turn, I feel they give me ‘permission’, to not have any respect for them, as they are a liar, I can mentally ‘right them off.’’ You may aswell be dead. I said this before on my Blog to, about how ‘bad and wrong’ it is for also Doctors and parents to lie to their kids about medical conditions, or even a Dr lying to any adult patient about an infliction. Image above: I previously had a photo of a little girl under a Christmas tree unwrapping presents, but I changed it in 2026, due to the fact that I'm having problems with free images: I don't know whether it's the person who put the free image up, or stupid antagonistic dog monkees on my back (I suspect the dog monkees), who are claiming “no longer free” (they worked out a way how to steal from online people), or just think that I stole it and it was not free in the first place, and or because I do not state where image is from; so they assume it is stolen – see they have no control, they are not sure – they do not know what to think, they do not know for sure, anything about the image, and feel HELPLESS and OUT OF CONTROL, due to their dysfunctional personality, so steal from me, to try and regain their sense of control. Stupid dogs. FREE IS free. I have noticed: trying to “save” artists is a big thing – those idiot dogs think they are playing “fair is fair”, trying to be superman, trying to be SANTA! - saving the innocent – and trying to make me into the bad guy. But I've decided that my photo picture above is better anyway, it's a fabric design that I did, called “Silver Eucalyptus Foliage”. I had it printed back in 2017, and made a dress; people always comment on it. Too bad there is no platform to sell my fabrics on, because I know that they would sell. 5. Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story It was brought to my attention that my “workboot sabotage” and Collapsed Arch, that I have written about (“Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot” on p ABOUT P1), may have been deliberately caused by a bunch of dog bimbos who wear high heels, because she/they overheard someone tell a joke about a nickname they’ve given women who wear high heels in the workplace, specifically in the Morning Show television industry, and that’s “Teeter Toddlers”, because they just kind of teeter around like a toddler and can’t bloody do anything much! I thought that was hysterical!! I was laughing my head off for days about it! And it was that laughing which, I guess one of those silly dog women heard me, took it personally like a typical stupid dog, and so then sabotaged my shoe, as an act of revenge for supposedly laughing at her (at that point those so-called Teeter Toddlers were not actually real to me, just someones concocted joke in their workplace – but from her supposed response – it must be true!!!! Lol!). So, I’m not entirely sure if there was a vindictive stupid blonde, it could be someone else that sabotaged my shoe (but it was most definatly sabotaged. I heard them tell me they were going to handicap me, and they did). I still am unable to walk or do any exercise or gardening 6yrs later – and no I cannot get Disability payment. So, if it was some stupid high heel wearing bimbo, (I know it could be true, this is how some of them think, their brain is not fully all there) - how do I now feel about those women? bimbos - and yes, “stiletto shoes” throw them out, get some common sense, honestly. While I am on the topic of dressing for someone else, I will add my make up story, as I see it has disappeared from its last location; When I was 18 and had just left school, moved to Sydney, I had no thoughts at all about the above topic, not that I owned any stilettos, it’s just for young women there was a certain way to look and dress, at school, stilettos weren’t a part of the ‘social uniform’. But make up was, and I blindly just started wearing makeup, not too much just a little bit of foundation, eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, rouge. Quite honestly, I found it a little tedious, I was constantly having to check myself in the mirror in case my lipstick smudged, or the mascara ran – which it always had! So embarrassing! One day in Chatswood, I had booked myself in to a beauty clinic who specialise in Ayurveda. I had received a gift voucher somehow for a free facial - oh I recall now, it was just when Ayurveda was starting in Australia, and they were promoting their products, so I got a free facial. After speaking with this woman (who was very nice, and now looking back on her, I felt she was slightly more evolved than the typical beauty therapist). She suggested to me that I don’t wear make up! I can’t recall if I told her I found it a nuisance using makeup, or she detected my tone in the discussion, or whether she just said it out of the blue, but it put things in perspective for me. I don’t have to follow the rules of society all the time, and I thought to myself, I should’ve thought of this before! - much happier not bothering with makeup. Even though I may be some one that would most likely benefit from makeup, the bothersome nature of applying it outweighs any benefits as far as I am concerned. And by the way, I wasn’t suddenly converted to ayurveda products, because they’re expensive, and I was a student at that time, (and still broke anyway), but their products are by far the best on the market, in my opinion, if I were going to buy an expensive beauty product, I would buy theirs -they use natural products and essential oils. {I have since looked for those products, and they are nowhere to be found, but the word Ayurveda is a term used to describe holistic medicine, so maybe I was thinking it was Jurlique? can’t quite remember except one of the products was a white bottle with navy blue writing and no graphics}. 6. Small appliances sabotage, and girls who think they are helping who go gets them My Janome Memory Craft sewing machine, was stolen from me in a very sneaky manner. It had some sort of issue going on so I took it to the local seamstress, who said she had a service man come every month or so, he would look at it. 2 months later I received an email from the servicemen saying that he couldn’t fix it, he told me it was irreparable, which at the time I naïvely believed and just threw it out. But in hindsight, that serviceman, I believe, was full of crap, and he only said it was a right off, because that blond bimbo girl who sabotages me (that I have mentioned on numerous occasions on this blog), was there - because I had left negative review for the last small engine mechanic from Bororen, (I think, I mean, how should I know why a stupid blonde girl follows me around and sabotages me), because he messed up my $1000.00 generator and I had to throw it out, and the bloody Department of Queensland fair trade did muck all about it (they are so hopeless it’s unbelievable) so I left a negative review, and so now, no one will fix any of my things in Bundaberg (and Gunnedah, there are dogs everywhere) plus what’s more whoever steals from me leaves items of similar but lesser quality and used, down at kookaburra Park mail place, so when they stole my shampoo they left a bottle of awful shampoo down there, when my vitamin a cream was stolen they left a jar of Vaseline cream down there, and yesterday there was a really older Janome sewing machine left down there too. But it turned out, that really old Janome machine – IS BRILLIANT! (best machine I have ever used, runs rings around my old Berninas). And I’m pretty certain the girl who did it was at the doctors receptionist when I went there yesterday, most definitely dogs doing signs, there was a whole bunch of them, quite passive,- to someone that does not know dogs, all looked normal, and not a big mass bullying attack going on at all -whenever the dogs are there, this usually means I shouldn’t bother being there, I should find a different doctor, because no one there is going to assist me in the reasons I am there in the first place. Not that I shouldn’t be there, but the dogs have sabotaged me making sure no one there will do their job help me or they will act disrespectfully in some way. I’ve mentioned this before in the hello bimbo story) - another case of sabotage, just like that guy didn’t fix my sewing machine, that Dr, is not going to fix any of my health problems. More about the mass bullying situation that was going on at the doctors, -the girl who was at reception was someone from my past that stole a plate of my food at a fancy restaurant when I was away in Port Douglass on a working holiday - I went to the bathroom, came back and my whole plate of food was gone (smorgasbord) so I had to get some more. And there was a girl I noticed later sitting across from me trying to get my attention, and I’m pretty sure it was her who stole my plate of food, she was a leechdog, who could hear me, thieving dog – most likely a prostitute. I do not know this girl I’ve never seen her before, nor whoever she was there trying to procure (?) but it was her at the doctors reception, -blast if I know what she was doing there, they were doing things so to distract me so that my hands were covering the camera, so I never got a photo of her, BUMMER, photos work big time in getting rid of dogs (see highly organized – this has happened countless times before, just very similar incidents) and she was kind of half hidden behind the desk too, she must be very short – stunted – Maybe it was Katie Carter? So, you see I have these other dogs, that are obsessed with me and they go and get people from my past, just like that dog, and put her in places where I will see them, like at the reception - One time they put one of the bully thieving dogs in as my ‘jobs provider’ in Gunnedah. I mean how nasty are those women that do that -get a life, your own life! Get your meddling paws out of my life -YOU CAN’T CHANGE THE PAST, stop trying to play God, you’re so offensive it’s unbelievable. Since writing this, it still has not quite stopped, I saw 2 bitchy girls from Gunnedah at the MPB Dr’s carpark – dogs obsessed with DR’s 7. Canine Story in Hong Kong I find it really surprising how many people have dogs, considering how much they cost, and what a nuisance they are to constantly wash, take for a walk, clean up after, not to mention the killer problems they cause on the wildlife - and that’s just in Australia. Also, you need to be kind and caring to have a pet, you need to have that personality trait. At now 48yrs, of all the people I’ve met in my life, there are not many that actually fit that bill, yet basically I don’t know anyone that doesn’t have a pet. So, the amount of animal abuse and neglect that must go on, is unthinkable. When I visited Hong Kong in 1993, staying with a friend from college, and her lovely family; it was considered a really ‘high class yuppie’ thing to keep dogs, and the more dogs you have the richer you appeared. And since practically everyone in Hong Kong lives in a unit, it was typical to see a large family, that was an extended family, -grandmothers, aunts, cousins, all living in smallish unit (smallish compared to an Australian typical house, but some of them are quite large and luxurious) but with up to 7-10 small dogs! And no backyard to be seen anywhere- it was truly ridiculous. I find human nature really quite bizarre a lot of the times. Thankfully my friends family didn’t have any dogs. That dog in the photo was my brothers – he was a special type of large breed, he grew to over a meter tall, very good natured. He was later poisoned by scared neighbours (The kind of people who are scared to see me driving in my “big” car – STUPIDS. Evil Stupid women.) I have to mention I was given a Labrador puppy on my very first birthday. Zoe. We had a fine and dandy time together, especially on the farm, in the country. I believe that dog to be a gift from God. I went to find my story about Zoe and Grandma Bieman: yet another story gone, simply vanished. It might turn up somewhere on my blog, but it's definitely not on my computer: when I was 2 or 3 years old, the family, including Zoe went down to my Grandma Bieman (dad's mother), for a holiday, and when we arrived, got out of the car, my grandmother came racing over to me - she was really excited to see a granddaughter. And Zoe, lept ahead of me and jumped up on my grandmother and knocked her clear over! Zoe thought my grandmother was going to attack me! Well, that's what I was told, I mean she might have just knocked her over because she was unsteady on her feet who knows, but Zoe was still a puppy! I was sad when Zoe died some 15 years later. Another story missing off my PC: When my brother was 18 he suddenly came home one day with a dog, a little puppy, and he announced to the famaily that he was going to look after this dog and have this dog has his own. It was quite bizarre in my opinion. He named it Sophie. Of course a year later he went down to Canberra and he couldn't take the dog. So dad said that he would take the dog and look after the dog. {Sophie: that's probably why it was stolen?}. I don't know why he named it Sophie I thought it was an odd name. Anyway I'm not really sure what happened to Sophie in the end, or how when dad came to own Tessa the Labrador? Anyway I remember when Tessa the labrador was getting older she developed a hip problem. She would limp around, and I kind of felt sorry for her, and this was the time when I had moved back into the family home after my terrible experience in Melbourne at RMIT, so I took Tessa down to the river for a walk every odd day - she loved it down there, and after a while her hip problems suddenly disappeared. She was healed. I think it was from the river; it gave her a new lease on life, good exercise plus, I would spoil her with little treats, which dad never did. She got a bit fat actually. At the river she would wade and wonder along the river edge, in and out of the water sniffing everything, that seemed to be just absolutely fantastic fun for her. Even though at the end of it she was wet and stinky and I had to lift her back into the car as she was getting so fat - but you know if you're a dog owner, this is what you have to do; you have to really commit - you can't just ignore them and sit on the couch and watch football and drink beer. So I said to dad that I'll take her out to the farm if he wanted, and he got back to me, he had realised that he had neglected her and so said no, that he was going to look after her from then on. So that was good. {Oooh no, not a nuisance to have to rewrite this story again – what the!!} Also, dad used to take her to the vet every December for a shave – so many dogs and cats die in our summer heat waves. Just shave them off!! Do it!! From 2000 until 2018 I rented on 4 different farms at Gunnedah. 2 of them had dogs, 2 of them did not. {I do mean the canine variety of dogs}. 2 farms that didn’t have any dogs, were so much more pleasant. There were kangaroos that would pop by, big monitors, heaps of birds…., no dogs barking. No humans trying to control the dog by harsh reprimands, none of that yelling “get down”. David and Brenda at Rangari farm had no dogs, thankgoodness. It is strange that so many other famers do. Just a better way of life, with no dogs. I personally feel dog people have a certain type of mental health problem, that’s why they get dogs. 8. Tomas’s Poisoned Dog Story - Rare Giant Dog Breed, poisoned by imbeciles This huge gentle giant of a dog (and total show off!) Belonged to my brother - the black/white photo above is not the actual dog, I had to find a similar photo showing how big it gets - the owner of this photo is a coward btw. Anyway, when this dog was in the prime of its life, it was poisoned POISONED, and killed - murdered by evil people in Gunnedah, NSW Australia. Now you might just think, well, it was most likely Tomas’s neighbours, because of the barking (and indeed the dogs (not the canine species {just to be confusing}) were at their neighbors, I heard them when I was there once. {Daniel Bieman had dog neighbours too, down at his place in Sydney – dogs who do reflections – we grew up without ‘human dog neighbours’, so dealing with human dogs is a challenging and extremely annoying experience for us all. I was told Daniel ended up taking his dog neighbour to court.) But in this dog murder situation, their delusional reason is far more sinister. Those killers think, by killing people‘s pets (apparently a widespread problem in Australia {BOGANS}) they’re doing them a favour, because the family will have more money for food for the kids. They are trying to play God, deliberatley killing family pets. Those imbeciles don’t realise the joy and happiness that a pet brings to the whole family, it’s priceless (it’s not as if my brother was struggling) and it’s not up to anybody else to decide who lives or who dies, or take the life of someone else’s (someone who has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU)’s pet. Shame on those stupid people for trying to play God - they could be related to the thieving girls who work at Bunnings and Mitre 10, who also try to play God with voice over store microphone, (?). In fact this is a very common problem in Gunnedah, particularly amongst retail shop girls - those people need to be saved for sure because they’ll be going to hell. Believe me, this is a real and large problem in Gunnedah, girls wanting to play God – all stemming from having nazi controlling parents and school teachers as a child – wakey wakey). I might add, another possible reason, as I am not 100% sure of why or who killed their dog, but, possibly, because it was so big, I mean, it was huge, the biggest dog you had ever seen, over 1m tall. Plus lean and athletic with big eyes and big teeth. So I assume some people were afraid of it. And I find in life, certain people, if they are afraid, they bully the person they are afraid of. {I have had extensive experience in this area}. So this is another very viable reason as to why the dog was poisoned. 9. Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers Posttraumatic arthritis is form of arthritis that develops after an injury to the knee. After remembering a reoccurring nightmare, I have had since school, finally remembered it consciously in my early 40’s; At my school we had compulsory church every Wednesday and every Sunday. Some of the girls starting arranging seating for everyone – territorial dog type personality. I am not sure if it were the prefects, if the school principal, Anna Abbott, started using them to arrange seating in Church? Or well, - actually, this part is a little hazy, it could have been some girl in the year above me named Charlotte Powel, I actually never witnessed her doing it though, I vaguely remember 2 girls doing it, can’t remember what they looked like, but I definatly noticed they were seating me, and in retrospect it was a big thing every church service. But I was later advised by my neighbour that Charlotte Powel was quite evil, so I assume it was her); so, they did this kind of sheep dog trick, to heard people in, (I actually saw a sheep dog do this once, it was a farmer who lived on the Kelvin RD, the dogs game consisted of trying to herd any cars that came in the driveway – so trying to herd me in my big ute – it was comical to watch, hysterical actually, a dog trying to herd me!), anyway, they would do it, so as to arrange (control) seating in the church, so that I would be across from the principal, Anna Abbott on one of the pews, and infront of the Reverend, with the choir girls on the other side. (They thought themselves such clever dogs). School full of farmers daughters. The pew had those hardwood kneelers – the aim of putting me there was to watch face pulling whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, I think - - how should I know the brain of a dog. The pews did not have any padding, they were extremely uncomfortable and extremely painful at the time. There is no doubt in my mind, that my arthritis has been caused from the injury suffered in the 6 years at that time, to my knobbly knees. (I was skinny, no fat) a most definite form of physical abuse - all involved should be severely fined (that includes girls who saw what was going on and said nothing), and you know, like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was pea brain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! Dim-witted vanity of Charlotte Powel or whoever. I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling for often 10minutes at a time, but once I recall it was 20minutes – I was always directly infront of him as he spoke, in the centre of the pew – he was a guilty stinky arse. One Sunday evening, Abbott brought her friend in to watch, I had a nightmare memory about it – that’s what set the alarm bells off in my head (finally). At the time in church - “who the hell is that, what is she doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me”. It only took 20yrs to figure it out. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled to the girl, then she gestured with her hand to kneel, with a sick kind of hand gesture that could be interpreted as a lude gesture. One sick bitch. And, an atheist. Instead of doing something about it, she joined in the bullying, the true mark of an incompetent soul – she used that school for her own personal sick enjoyment. {You ought not be sending your child to any boarding school.} And church is a total scam, for naïve people only – hate to tell you, but true, if you want faith, find it within you, you will not find it at church. They have their own agender, well, they did at that school, trying to brainwash girls of the future, re immigration “its for the greater good…..”. I know of someone, whose sole point of going to church is to suck up to God in order that He’s not too harsh on her, on the judgement day, due to all the bad things that she has done to other people in her time, especially when she was young. (!) And other people think if they do something disrespectful to someone, it will be ok, as long as they ask God to forgive them – as in, a means of justified disrespectful behaviour, even an excuse to behave badly because they know they will be able to get away with it, simply after a prayer. IDIOTS. Btw, I remembered this nightmare, only because I have started to snore, (weight gain) so I awaken abruptly and then remember any dreams (we process everything that happens to us in dreams at night. Some people’s gift, is to see other people’s dreams, good or bad). So, if I never put on any weight and started to snore, I would never have remembered the dream, and thus never fully realized what evil was going on in church back at school. So weird that I have to remember everything from a sliver of a dream - although I realise we don't remember our dreams for sanity reasons; if we did it would be too confusing, we would confuse our dreams with reality or think that something happened when it didn't - it was only a dream. It would confuse our long-term memories. (Later when I went to edit my dream story I typed in “sliver” - the key word, and it was nowhere to be found, even though I wrote it in 2020 - I specifically remembered that word “sliver”. So, I rewrote it here, and hope I remembered everything I wanted to say about that ugly situation. Also, I have to add, I am annoyed with my parents about this because, even though they had nothing to do with it, they weren’t there and didn’t know anything about it, (and I have to add, whenever parents attended the church service, the dogs didn’t do it, I was placed down the back - perhaps there were other parents who were targeted at those times???) But my parents should have taught me by this stage, that if you’re in pain, you have to do something about it, you have to STOP, stand up for yourself. No amount of pain is to be ignored. My school was a boarding school for girls year 7 to year 12 in Armidale, NSW, Australia. Just because I attended a private school, does not mean that they acted in a ‘righteous and holy’ manner at all times. All institutes are open to vulnerable young people, and wherever you have vulnerable young people, you get predator cats wanting to pounce, any powertripping excuse. And there were heaps of atheists amongst the girls too. Church was compulsory. My folks were unfortunatly way to trusting of people and generally thought most people of as ‘good’. I believed they have no idea of the true nature of most people and the greed and evil that exists, especially in a ‘high society’. Actually, I believe this to be the reason that both of them died relatively young. UNWILLING TO DEAL WITH THE NEGATIVE. I contacted a lawyer about suing the school - no response from them. Typical hopeless lawyers in this country. Change only comes about when they pay. I BET THEY ARE STILL DOING IT. I contacted: Finemore Walters & Story and, John Bedford and Associates At 47 now my knee arthritis is so bad I am unable to ride my bike. I had to sell it, $600 bike, sold for $100. I bet my pervert landlord bought it. (possible x NEGS girl). There is no cure. You all disgust me you stupid little girls. 10. Think you won - NO you LOST I have observed that this goes on, in life, a lot, not only to me, but to others; Say that two people are conversing or working together, or their paths cross with a trade deal or a second-hand exchange, whatever. And the way the conversation goes, one person feels a little hard done by, even if they were not, and they agreed to the deal. And so instead of speaking out and saying something about it or facing the fact that they have to accept the deal they made, they turn around and do something aggressive, like lie to them about something, so it puts the other person out in some way, or steal from them - there are lots of different examples I have witnessed of how other people behave aggressively (passively) to try and “get” the other person, to make them feel bad, and make themselves feel like they “won”. And so, after they have done the evil act of what they wanted to do, they feel like they “won” and they venture off to get on with their life. But because the real victim in the situation didn’t actually do anything wrong in the first place, and sadly now has been made to be a victim – that person who did not speak up initially with his problem has actually lost – they lost big time, but they cannot see it because they were so intent on making that other innocent person feel bad, so they could feel good about themselves (bullying 101). Can you see how they lost? Try and wrap your head around this fact, the person who thinks they won, has actually lost, and they will have to pay at some point in the future - just because of the way nature works, nature can see the big picture. - Actually, I am not sure that last bit is true, I see a lot of guilty rich people seemingly ge tting away with it, I often feel there is no justice, so, in case, at the very least, write about your experience, and don’t be afraid to name names, put the actual names of all parties involved, – if you can remember them!! And of course, stick to the truth. The truth is often what makes story’s more interesting and complicated anyway . 11. Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone Little imbeciles on bikes with Audio equipment/speakers - playing bird and dog noises One day when I was waiting for the Woolworths guy to deliver my groceries; the waiting spot was down by the river flats in Gunnedah, because he didn’t drive all the way out to the farm. Plus, I have to shop online because I have too many dogs harassing me in the supermarket, it’s unbearable, although I really like shopping online anyway, it’s much better than instore. But as the Woollies guy turned up, he got out and started speaking to me; there was what look like a kid on a motorbike who went past us down the river flats, and I saw this kid had an audio Soundsystem over his shoulder it was quite big and hard to miss, he looked like a kid because he was short and skinny, actually he looked poor too as he had no shoes on. In retrospect it was Heath Barwick, short, skinny, would not care about shoes, does not look after himself properly. I know his friend Shannon Bree also rides a motorbike, and I have seen him at Heaths, so it also could have been him, but I doubt it, he was not skinny like Heath – if I recall from back when I was 18, and met all my brothers friends. As soon as I uploaded this with the part about some guy riding a motorbike round town in bare feet – little birdy told me they knew immediately who it was – they did not do anything about it still. Anyway, he drove past us, and down to the river flats in all the gumtrees, out of sight, and then the next thing you know you hear this really loud cockatoo bird noise. I just know it was him playing that bird noise on the Soundsystem, it sounded very real because it was really loud, and it was echoing through the whole bush - so no one, aside from me would know that I was being harassed by this person, by fake bird noises - to everyone else it would just sound like a bird, and this happens ALL THE TIME, PERSECUTION. Heath had a bimbo mother from the seventies. I mentioned at Rangari on the farm there were noises of all sorts at all hrs of the night, so not only bird noises, but he would use dogs, car horns, and a lot of kookaburra sounds, I mentioned before he got one of those African horns, zuzuvalis. (Rack off you little idiots) I would like to add in Gunnedah there are no kookaburras - it’s flat Breeza plain area; kookaburras are found in forest areas, in trees, there’s no trees in Gunnedah, because Gunnedah is made up of greedy non-thinking hillbilly farmer bogans who don’t look after the planet and have chopped down all the trees. All my life that I have lived in Gunnedah, NO kookaburras. But in about 2016, suddenly there were kookaburra bird sounds coming directly from the farm up the rd, Heaths, (Heaths Dads) So, I would assume Heath is responsible, or whoever lived there, as actually the postman told me that Heath moved out, to down the road past Rangari. However, I strongly suspect that postman was lying, because when I went round there, I saw Shannon Bree, Heaths friend, and a girl Danielle (I would say not her real name? as one time Emma Finlayson said her name was Danielle too (?), maybe Daniel Salom was involved too, or Daniel my brother, Ashley Horwood, – all friends from high school.) Danielle, is possible Shannon’s girlfriend. Emma Finlayson who is friends with Heath, possible lovers, partner in crime at any rate? I really do not know them well at all, any of them. If Heath moved out, then, his friends moved in, so it was either Heath or his friends - but they’re all guilty little shitheads, who know me through my little brother who went to school with them, and was friends with them all. I’ve explained on my ‘about page’, exactly what I thought about Heath Barwick, about how I think he is a retarded thief,- and that would go with any of his associations. I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, maybe I haven’t made it clear in the past, so FUCK OFF. They were also manipulated, as I’ve mentioned before by channel 7 morning show bimbos who encouraged him to get the African horn, (curse them). I probably should mention there were other people on channel 7 that told me about the car horns that play the bird noises too - it was kind of a helpful observation. Maybe my neighbour Heath can hear the birds at my place – as I had a HUGE garden, and I got a lot of different birds, (12 apostles – very loud birds) sometimes they would behave a bit oddly; So, Heath thinks, the birds are pretending to be me, so he thought, well I can pretend to be the birds. He has a 3rd born warped way of thinking, that would have amused other people, that’s why he does it, to make them laugh, (another starved of love, child who craves attention) and they are happy to go along with him, just as long as they are not the person at the butt of Heaths jokes. They are all weaklings. The police too – clueless. Also, anyone that knows Heath would write this behaviour off as possibly drunken or on drugs behaviour, which no doubt would be true from my experience with Heath. But I suspect, his constant behaviour is NOT related to substance abuse, because this is his natural personality, he was always a little shit head, ever since the time I first met him when he was stealing off Sam Carr, no conviction. (Which was one out of three times that I have ever met him in person) -this ‘shithead‘ personality BTW, is 100% his parents fault. So, these recorded noises still happen at my current new house in Gin Gin, QLD, they have all sorts of bird noises at all hours of the night - anyone with any common sense would know that these birds would not be out and making such noises in the middle of the night. (except for the Curlews), I did actually put some comments on my website about this and the possibility that it could be musicians doing it now, musicians have a strange way of thinking and they only think about sounds and so this activity for them would be fun, and right up their alley, the fact that they’re annoying the crap out of everyone doesn’t even enter into their LITTLE heads. But since writing about the possibility that it’s musician related - because it would be famous musicians - it has kind of stopped, I think. Btw, while writing this I thought I misspelt ‘musicians’, so I copied the word put it in a Google search to check it, but I happen to grab the word behind it too ‘nuisance’, and lo and behold there's a whole thing about “Nuisance musicians” - like it goes on and on for pages, and what you can do about it, who the various people/organizations that are in charge of controlling “Nuisance musicians” ! They were specifically referring to loud music and instruments, annoying people. {So that's actually not what I'm referring to}. I am referring to people who are generally a nuisance, some of them may happen to be musicians, and those ones: if they're not playing music, then they get up to mischief, and cause a disturbance by doing weird things like taking recordings of all sounds in life and then playing them back to people in the middle of the night. {Or following people around “carhoon” style, being a general menace - public nuisance.} I bet they're 3rd borns. - So that type of Nuisance wasn't even listed in the “Nuisance musician” section, and it is the main area of where they're in Nuisance, in my opinion. Sometimes the names on my seed orders coincide with a musicians names, coinciding with tours – mmm, sounds suss to me. So, guess what, I have just realized, I have never been harassed by someone playing a musical instrument! How about that after all that info online about how to deal with a major life nuisance – NOT ME hooray!! Actually, an update; atm, I seem to have several idiots hooning about on dirt bikes, they followed me over to Sarina Beach area – I did not recognise any of them. You know the road to the part I went to, a small out of the way beach, had pretty much inaccessible road, unless you have four-wheel drive, but there certainly were a lot of people (a lot of pervert stalkers) visiting this beach this Wednesday morning. When the boys turned up on motorbikes, after lunch, it became a little noisy and unpleasant. However, there was also dirt bikers who turned up at Sarina beach and Grasstree Beach when I visited there too. I’m not sure if all the locals in this area have dirt bikes and go down to the beach and ride their bikes during business hours or whether I seem to have idiots on motorbikes who follow me - as they used to appear in Gunnedah as well. {Oh, guess what I do; police advised me to get number plates}. So, motorbikes don’t make for a very peaceful or pleasant experience. I find if I write about something in a public forum, the problem may cease. So here is the writing, and the proof via Photos. This is a warning. If I see any more dirt bikers following me around, I’ll be calling the police, who then has the power and authority to take you to court and press charges - you are a nuisance. Update 2026, this writing did not make any difference, they still hoon around me, although after I described one of the bikes that I could clearly see was there to annoy me, not just some biker; its colours and so forth, now cars are back to hooning past me. And I am not talking about speeding btw, I mean sometimes they do, but they just like make known their presence, they rev usually outside my house. I miss my dead-end at Rangari. The world is a large place, why would you only go dirt biking around me? Why don’t you use your brain, and go dirt biking where there are no people, there are heaps of areas in Northern Territory and South Australia, and remote QLD too, where there is NOTHING, no one to disturb - the world is your oyster, go for it you little cowards. I know some people think any harassment that you experience outside is all birds - like it’s a thing, birds are well known harasser’s! birds know that they’re annoying, and that’s why they do it! They reckon, some birds are just BAD! Lol. So, to an extent, I actually agree, there are definitely some bad bird types out there, and I have seen some bird behaviour that is quite abnormal and extremely cheeky. More cheeky than bad. But I know there are people who can influence the birds. And, if I had not had seen that biker (who I thought was Heath Barwick with an amplifier Soundsystem strapped to his body), playing bird noises, I’d be inclined to think that yeah it really is birds. But I definitely saw him, and there’s been a lot of animal noises at pertinent times, so I know that it’s not actually an animal, and it is some little shithead motor biker revhead prowling about an unwanted manner. And I would go so far to say that someone who did this is just plain evil. I mean you might think I’m being too severe - They’re just playing a recording, but you know if you do this to deceive someone, well it’s a little bit like crying wolf; one time I’m going to be outside and I’m going to hear a strange bird noise, and I’m not going to know for sure if it’s actually a bird or if there is some little arsehole hiding in the bushes. His evilness is partly ruining my “nature” experience here on earth. And we’re only here for a limited time; I don’t wish to have any part of it ruined by some little fucking arsehole. Oh whoops, too late. 12. Peacock Problems When I was living on Culls farm on the Bulga Road, (NSW near Gunnedah, Australia) I had chooks, ducks and several peacocks - it was all very lovely out on the farm at my place. Until some fucking arsehole realised, he could drive past my house with a really noisy truck and he could ‘set’ my peacocks off; because peacocks respond to noise, so then at 3 in the morning, right in the tree outside my bedroom, they would shriek - incredibly loud, like most Australians have no idea how very loud peacocks are. So, because of that stupid truck driver, I had to get rid of my lovely peacocks. Burn in hell truck driver. I’m sure those peacocks would not be half as happy at their new place. I need to specially mention, that truck driver was there purely to do just that, he (or she) was not just a passing truck, this was a quite country rd with no, to very little traffic, they did it repeatedly on several nights. It was related to Australian Idol, which was on at that time. Stupid medalling musicians, but I would say this would be jealousy related “who does that girl think she is with all those fancy peacocks? Like I have said, I have not met one single woman who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married,- I think secretly jealous of that too). And I have no idea who was driving that truck. I would like to know; I’d like to say what a coward! I mean to have nothing else better to do then to drive all the way out to my house at 3 in the morning (30km out of town) in a big truck that can compression brake. Not only waking me and my peacocks, but also my neighbours, my landlord the Culls. Coward Coward Coward Selfish Selfish Selfish. I had similar problems when I lived intown briefly with trucks driving past my house – sometimes they would decorate their trucks with coloured lights – they had turned ‘driving past my house in a truck’ into some sort of weird game (stupid country hicks). Infact this business of waking me up at 3am in the morning continued then in extreme, when I lived in town, briefly at dads – it was about 2005. It was 3am every night without fail. Not entirely sure who’s involved, seemingly all the bogans of Gunnedah who own trucks, and wanting to play like the musicians did. It seemed to me, a lot of people, as in a network of people, a network of bad people are involved – like Fight Club network – Fight Club copycats. It’s like they see single woman – POUNCE, “she doesn’t have a husband, she doesn’t have a husband - lets annoy the crap out of her, no one’s going to stop us. We have carte blanche.” I personally think it’s also because those dogs have no thoughts of their own, they cannot amuse themselves, so they have to latch on to somebody else, like me, someone who applies thought to everything that I encounter throughout the day. They are nothing but empty, stupid fucking shells, and the only thing they can do is drive a truck. The whole point of their existence is in question. I bet those truck drivers call themselves “big trucks”, as far as I’m concerned anyone who would call themselves that, is an idiot, and certainly not anyone I would have in my life: just try to humble yourself a little arrogant dick. {The main reason men need woman in their lives, to humble them!} I had extreme problems with the townsfolk of Gunnedah at that time in my life – I had to live ‘out of town’ away from the locals, for my own mental wellbeing, and it was so obvious the powers that be found me a place - Tulcumbah. I wrote about it on Facebook, before I was banned, about how there was 1 truck driver who would drive through Gunnedah at 3 in the morning and ‘compression brake’ down the whole main street – so unnecessary and so loud, I am fairly certain the whole town would have awoken. He did it for weeks, starting when the coal mines opened up there. No one did anything about it, he probably still does it. When I moved to Melbourne after Bulga, I was in a street where trucks really could not venture, it was very suburban, so instead, one night there was a jet that did a low flyover my house – unbelievable roar, several thousands of people would have been awoken then. For anyone out there who has a disposition of a dirty mind, this is not related to what you think it might be related to. And while I am on that subject, I’m not one, for talking about sex on my blog, (unless it’s to deter pregnancy), although it’s definitely not a taboo subject for me. I’m not a prudish conservative in this manner, like a lot of people are (a lot – it’s quite surprising the reaction I got, if I even only a little ventured onto the subject, in a public forum – like a lot of people should think, it is worse than an unlawful sin, if one talks about sex). They have problem – just keep scrolling you dysfuncts. However, I have to make some comments about certain American television shows who imply that prostitution is illegal. I don’t know what planet they’re living in, but prostitution is certainly not illegal in America or Australia or anywhere. Obviously, those are the (dysfuncts) produces, who are putting their own personal opinions out, across to the masses, trying to dissuade women from being prostitutes. My theory as to why they want to do this, is because men who use the services of those women, have to do so, because they’re not very nice men - if they don’t treat women properly the get zero in the bedroom. So therefore, if you take away the prostitution, then they would have to treat women in a far more friendly, respectful and courteous way. Lol (having said that, in my experience, woman is far more disrespectful than men, and possibly on FB, at any rate, before I was ban, there were bimbo drunk housewives, who do not want to teach their kids about sex, therefore she does not want anyone talking about it on FB! – stupid women). So even at my address in Gin Gin Queensland, I unfortunatly am near the HWY, I still have problems with trucks waking me up at all hours of the night, albeit not at exactly 3am anymore – deliberate ‘wake up trucks’ – not just the everyday delivery/courier trucks on a mission, I am talking about truck drivers whose mission is to wake and annoy people with their truck. - I complain to the police, and councils - they don’t do anything (well, actually I am pretty sure I have, now that I think about it, maybe I have not, I just complained about the stealing?... I will have to make some complaints, I really don’t know how these truckdrivers can get away with what they do. I mean surely other people around me can see what’s going on? Surely, I can’t be the only one that can see them deliberately harassing members of the community? (not to mention polluting) Why are they allowed to get away with this? Yet when I beeped at a caravan, at the lights at Gin Gin once, I was suddenly bombarded by 50 buffoons beeping me the following time I went into Gin Gin at those lights. What’s wrong with you idiots? How come that truck driver can get away with beeping and annoying the crap out of people constantly, yet when I only did it once, I was pounced on in a horrific way; why doesn’t anyone pounce on that truck driver? STOP PICKING ON ME YOU STUPID COWARD BULLIES. If you have something to say to me, then say it to my face. The fact that you don’t say it to my face, is a pretty clear indication that you actually don’t have anything relevant to say, or whatever you had to say, may warrant a punch in the face, so you don’t say it. Go home and get a life. Perhaps that idiot truck driver or some of them, I’m sure there is more than 1, thinks they are doing a service, by ‘waking‘ up sleeping beauties, as in; why aren’t you angry? Look at how those Centrelink nazis treat you, so disrespectfully. Why don’t you get angry at them? I think those truck drivers think the reason I don’t angry at all, at those stupid bitches I encounter whenever I go into town is the reason, they think I am ‘asleep’ and thus need awakening. They can’t see, that NOT taking their bait is a strength, so not fighting is the strength, and fighting is the weakness. It’s like on the playground “fight” “fight” “fight”. Well, the truck setting off those peacocks, had no such motive – he was just an arshole. Btw, I am fully awake, have been for long time. Just now, after observing what goes on, I write about it. This next paragraph is not related to my Peacock problems, but when I was searching “ducks” on my PC; this story opened. The reason I was searching for ducks is because I remember writing about mums obsession with ducks, I could not find the story, so here it is: Back when I was about 16 or 17, I went around the house one day, and I counted all the ducks! I’m not talking about real ducks, I’m talking about crafty ducks, like duck ornaments, duck pictures, duck napkin holders, duck paper weights, duck sofa pillows…. Just so many. So, there were 47 ducks and duck related items in our house!! Not sure where mum’s obsession with ducks came from, we don’t even have those ducks in Australia, they were the ones with green on their back, native to UK I think. I think she may have been influenced by product placement people from the UK – Or, a side effect of her personal syndrome shared by many Australians, ”we wish we were English”! I mentioned it to her once, she didn’t seem to be too perturbed about it, like everything was normal. I mean she never talked about ducks, infact she pretty much had no interest in nature or wildlife at all. There’s was never any mention about the obsession of ducks. And actually, if you entered the house as a guest, one wouldn’t really notice the obsession with ducks, one would just notice that it was an arty and crafty house, with artwork and craft all over, it’s not until you really look closely, then you could start to see this theme of ducks? Little bit of Bieman family trivia! Someone, after reading this, whispered in my ear, “Peacock Problems! – that’s got to be related to people in the entertainment industry! – you totally DO have Peacock People Problems!”. I think I have talked about: the ugly phenomena of other people wanting me to look at them – this is a serious problem – for peacocks that is; they do horrid bully things to me if I don’t look at every single person I encounter all the time - massive dysfunctional people tormenting me in regards to this issue – that person, actually needs a bullet to their ear. Total narcissist bully, operating under the pretences of being helpful – as she can see what those nasty peacocks do if I don’t look at them. It’s a case of - if I don’t have one dog monkey on my back – I have the other dog monkees type on my back – ALL BAD – but a big case of “little girl” or bimbo dominatrix – they are clueless as to how stupid they are, and how inappropriate they are. I have an unbelievable number of examples that I could write about in regards to “PUNISHMENT FOR NOT LOOKING” from narcissists, but I’ll just mention one example of a peacock throwing a tantrum for not looking. I have actually written about this before but I couldn’t find it. I think it’s missing. Maybe someone was afraid of copycat? But this story is an extreme example of how incensed these peacocks get if I don’t look at them: this young guy in a McDonald’s, Western suburbs I think it was, I was having lunch with a friend, I was talking to her, not really paying any attention to anyone else in the restaurant. I guess this guy was trying to get my attention, unbeknownst to me personally, I mean I could hear what was going on, loud mouths, - I instinctively tend to ignore loud mouth type anyway, nuisance people. But this guy, he ended up lighting his tray, and everything on it I guess, on fire and then putting it into the rubbish bin to create a scene for attention, so I would look. Which I did after all the commotion and smoke - and I thought gee, what a bloody idiot. So weird how these peacocks don’t know that I would think them a nuisance. 13. The “Helpful” Female Will I know I have witnessed circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) But if someone is seemingly having a lot of bad luck, and then someone turns around and says; you ‘willed’ it. I know that can be absolute garbage - there are many many things way out of one person‘s will or power. And one has to combat other peoples ‘will’ on a daily basis. Sometimes the wind blows one way, sometimes the wind blows the other way. I can’t begin to tell you how my life has changed since I started writing this blog, just merely writing about what happens in my life has put a stop to a lot of the torment from other people, but my behaviour hasn’t changed in anyway, I’m still typical me, I deal with people the same way. I’m just simply writing about what happens. An example of typical female ‘will’; in my 20s there was a girl who saw herself as my friend, and I was leaving one day, and I had nearly forgotten something, when she reminded me, before I had a chance to get it, -and she was so pleased that she had reminded me, pleased that I should forget, so then she could remind me and feel important - it was like a power trip for that young girl. She was very pleased and satisfied that she could help even though I didn’t actually forget and I didn’t require any help. Such is women’s nature to feel important from that sense of being helpful. This very aspect of the female personality, their satisfaction from this powertrip, is so powerful that it turns into Will - in my opinion, this is what has gone out into the greater subconscious of the world, and has brought about dementia, a young pretty woman’s will, determining the outcome for the so-called weak, and old. (Get your young 18yr old daughter interested in the stock exchange!). I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. Of course there’s the people who do the opposite of being helpful, go out of their way not to be helpful, when there is a chance they can clearly see, that they could be, for exactly the same reason, for a power trip. Those people walk on a different planet than I do, I believe they are truly evil, and quite frankly, I don’t know how they manage to function at all, and get through the day with that attitude, those are the ones that end up miserable. I have encounted a few woman like this in my life. If you think about this, it changes your perception of the sweet young innocent 18-year-old girl, as someone who is slightly evil, which in my experience is often the truth, even though they do not really realize what they are doing. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men. (Except the show I watched last night - the leading lady killed the guy and won the money. Ah, glad to see we are slowly evolving from the stereotype. I felt like it was based on a true story about pyramid schemes in the 80’s, let’s hope she actually did not kill the old man….) Having said that I know that there are women out there who saw me when I was a young teenager, as someone who was very wilful, and therefore could not be trusted at all, and whose attitude towards me was one of extreme fear, due to that element of the evil unknown. They have caused a lot of problems for me basically, since I was 15yrs old, and have made my life extremely restrictive, those people WILL get their comeuppance, I can assure you of that, and indeed they should be very afraid, - just not of me. But same as the opposite of that, when people who see me when I was young, saw me as a very, you know, friendly, honest and naive person, and so then those women wanted to help me, like toughen up, or if they can sniff out any weakness that I have, they'll want to bombard me with that weakness using sneaky clever and manipulative ways to make me feel so uncomfortable, that sooner or later I just won't care, or won't be uncomfortable by whatever the issue was. I can assure you, those people are not helpful. Not helping: you're in it for the “discomfort” you like the “squirm”, the power trip - don't fool yourself, you're not actually helping me. Imagine if you take that same wilful girl, and empower her to not only think about what she wants, but speaks and takes action – you have a mighty force on your hands. In my experience if you empower a little bitch, you will get a BIG bitch, if you empower a smart, kind honest young woman – you will get Wonderwoman! I need to mention, I’ve observed women who will bend to a man’s will, not because she particularly wants to, but because women have the “helpful nature”. And so, if a man is behaving badly, (behaving like a pathetic little boy, that hasn’t grown up) and wants to humiliate a girl (little boys who had hopeless parents, teenage boys especially), and make them want to feel foolish, by doing something stupid, his ‘will’ of wanting her to do that, is enough for the woman to actually do it, because of her “helpful nature” - she wants to help him fulfil his ‘will’. The thought, that he’s acting like a misogynistic arsehole, doesn’t even enter into her mind, because her instinct is; helpfulness, unless of course, she’s old and experienced in the nature of men. The secret nature of man. Young girls are particularly vulnerable of this kind of teenage boy attitude, I was bullied quite despicably when I was 16 at pony camp, by a girl who was acting purely on behalf of a prick. Stupid girls are, in particular, their prey, as they can be easily manipulated, like that girl at pony camp. These stupid girls are also rife in the Music and Movie industry, and I have had major problems with my very own ‘personal blonde bimbo stalkers’- famous ones from poor neighbourhoods, who have big chips on their shoulders, and prick fathers - naming and shaming definatly helps in these cases, since I did, not as bad. 14. Eucalyptus Microcorys Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, had ready, seed capsules on it, it was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has not interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. 15. Books and fairy-tale childhoods When I was a child in primary school, I was an avid reader I practically read the whole library except for the Dr Seuss books – I thought those one silly and probably meant to be for the kindies! But come on Roald Dahl – GENIUS, James and the Giant Peach – who thinks of something like that! Just brilliant, all of his books. (I still think about “The Witches” every time I see a silly woman squashed in to a pair of pointy toe shoes lol) My parents had come up with a plan to get some peace and quiet, and that was to send the kids off to bed at 6:30pm, which for a growing active girl is quite early for bed. Unfortunately, this is a common problem amongst a lot of mothers, they just like raising little babies they don’t want to see their babies grow into a woman, they only want babies - I have named the girls of this common problem Doll Babies, there’s a whole heap of other problems that can happen with mothers like that, like pageants. But for me it was just this early bedtime issue, and I know those early years that I had to go to bed I came up with a way to produce melatonin (which is how dreams are made, I was a very avid dreamer, still am) And after a bit, I came up with another solution and that was, a reading plan, as I could read in bed and mum didn’t seem to mind if the light was still on. I want to mention, while I did read all those books, and I absolutely loved, for instance, Anne of Green Gables – the whole series, fantastic! But about the books I read, there weren’t any that really touched on some of life‘s important issues, I mean, I read so many children’s books, yet when I reached adulthood, I found it really odd how things surprised me, like why didn’t I read about what happens in life as a child? I felt I could’ve been better prepared for the future if those childhood writers could have been braver about their content and not ‘talked down’ so much. Perhaps include a crappy job or 2! Maybe you could talk about ‘dog type’ personalities that will hound you in life, how to deal with bullies, stuff like that (and not revenge stuff, like they do in woman’s magazines, disgraceful). You know children are very smart, especially in the way that they learn and consume knowledge. So, I’m putting it out there, you need to treat children as young adults, who are capable of handling the more negative aspects about life - so don’t just gloss over them and do fairy-tale stuff. (And guess what, they can handle swear words too). Someone suggested to get your child to watch the news for real life stuff! Good in theory but I am not sure I would have understood the news as a child, it would be like I just landed in the middle of things, missed the beginning, so can’t really understand what is going on… I would say I would need someone to explain what each segment was about. But yes, I would definatly give that a go if I was responsible for kids. That reminds me of BTN, behind the news! Great show! In 2022 there was a fabulous Netflix show called Chefs Table, it talked honestly about successful chefs and their whole life story and career. How they got to be successful at what they do, the good, the bad, the tough. It was most fascinating, and I think for a child growing up especially, this show would be beneficial – a real insight into life and what can be achieved. I would like to see them do different industry sectors too. As my eyesight is now not what it used to be, I no longer read. But, infact I pretty much stopped reading ‘on mass’ after I went to boarding school, there were no lights on, permitted after “lights out”, so no more reading – just another little area where it was NAZI school. {I should add, I left home where it was 630pm lights out, to school with 9pm lights out, but, from 6 to 8, we, the whole school, had to go back over to the school classrooms, where we would do our “prep”, Prep was what they called homework}. Later in life, I read a little more when I was working, but after a few bad book shop and library dog experiences, I will never be setting foot in either again. It is much easier to watch Netflix now anyway. Here is a good spot, to say (as this little didi was removed from elsewhere). My mother used to read to us (I recall my brother and I seated around her on the couch), most afternoons, and she used to get us to read a paragraph from the story, and so we each read in our, jilted slow motion difficult childish way, but doing that really helped with my reading, so when I was at school later and had to read aloud, I was somewhat proficient at it, not like some of the girls, who were still ‘jilted’. 16. Book Industry in Australia As I was writing my the “Helpful” Female Will story, I thought, I could write a book about this issue and call it “The Secret Nature of Mankind”, infact I looked up the title, as I wondered why no one has written about it already. But then I thought, by the time I was finished writing it, the dogs would’ve stolen it. I have found the whole writing industry and book world in Australia is run by women, women who are greedy thieving bitches. I’m not sure what the issue is with me and the writing industry, as far as I know I’ve had nothing to do with any book companies or writers or authors. All I know is I have read a lot of books in my youth, and now love watching good stories on Netflix. I can only assume that they are threatened by me, because they’re stealing ideas, as dogs do. Female dominated industry. One time when I was in working in Enmore, in my early 20’s, I decided I should start reading again, as I had not read anything for years, and I used to be an avid reader. I phoned up this company trying to get a particular book, can’t remember what book it was now, I think it must have been one recommend by Helen Razor – a radio talk show feminist on JJJ. The book shop was called Borders Book company, and the woman on the phone told me where to go to their store - it was right out Western Sydney way. I set off one Saturday. Turned out to be a total wild goose chase, no store at that address at all, 50km later. Then 50km back. So, I’m not sure who I was talking too, maybe Telstra put me through to just some stupid dog, but whoever I was speaking to, sent me on that wild goose chase. So, dam and blast that woman, and I hope she’s dead by now, she definitely needs a baseball bat to her head. You know doing something so despicable and evil like this, to a young girl; I really wonder what her motive was, I mean, did she want to take revenge out on me for something I did? does she actually know me? Were we acquainted with one another? Or does she just not like young girls? I mean imagine what she would do to someone who actually did her harm in some way like stole from her or stole her husband, or something. This woman is clearly deranged and she is 2 straws short of being a psychopath - she doesn’t deserve to live on planet Earth, in my opinion. There have been many other numerous things the female dogs do in this book world, like any audiobooks that I’ve ever read, has been totally changed and manipulated from the original. I don’t think I’ve ever read one audiobook that hasn’t been changed with the exception possibly of an autobiography -it was read by the writer. Some of them get changed quite despicably with personal hate messages (common in the movie/tv industry by bitches), and then there are the books where whole scene gets changed, and whole chapters are omitted like Of Mice and Men (I will not mention what scene got changed). And several others, I’m pretty sure Pride and Prejudice was changed, I recently downloaded that one from Audible, I didn’t bother finishing it, because I was so sure I could hear the dogs in it. I find this a real tragedy, because not only is it COMPLETELY disrespectful to the author, but I love books and reading (listening now – my eyes are not what they once were) and so for these stupid women to change them for their own personal PowerTrip, by inserting hateful messages, it is just disgraceful, so wrong – can’t they tell right from wrong?? All those women should be severely fined! I’m pretty sure there’s a lot of thievery that goes on with old books being re-written, with then book companies, taking money from somebody else’s story. Not sure if this is wrong, as in legally, but I think not stating this new book is a rewrite, is the problem. I also get outraged by writers coming up with stories based on “true stories” but then have been changed so they wouldn’t get into trouble by the person whose life they talking about - or omit facts as the ‘hero’ of the story would not be painted in a good light. Then there are writers who write stories as if they were true and turns out to be 100% made up. There is no declaration of “Fiction” or “True Story” mentioned in the Synopsis – there should be. You know I was a library prefect in primary school! One time I went through a whole phase of John Grisham, I just loved his books, the way he writes without any female bitchiness. Plus, he kind of writes in a secret male fantasy style. So, after I read a few, I came across one and I’m pretty sure if I recall it was called “The Painted House”, no, actually, I can’t remember what it was called. But as I was reading it, he just seemed to be going on about this house that he was painting. I’m reading and reading and waiting and waiting for the story to begin - because his stories are always typically about young male law graduates who turn into the hero and save the day by making the greedy corporate people pay, and saving the girl! But this book just kept going on and on about house painting. Now, at the time, I was actually painting my house, so it was quite bizarre, it was like this book was not even written by John Grisham because it was just not his style at all - but some girl posing as John Grisham!! Or maybe John Grisham had decided that he needed a break from his ‘real’ writing, and so just wanted to write about my life in a strange unconnective way!? But it would not surprise me in the least if there was some girl trying to fake John Grisham. I did so enjoy the book I read later after that about the cats!! (I had 4 cats at the time) The writing world gets up to all sorts of disgraceful antics, and it should be brought into light, because I’ve never heard anybody talk about these issues ever. 17. Designs to match Personalities I am creative, my thought process is slightly different to the typical. (But most people do think similarly). My sense of humour is different, although I have found in my old age, it has changed and mellowed somewhat. For example, when I was younger, if I saw some gung-ho teen crash through a window, I would not have found that funny. However, now I do! lol (Please don’t start a whole series of teens crashing through windows). I can remember sitting in movie cinemas years ago and there were certain scenes which I found absolutely hysterical, and laugh my head off, only, no one else in the cinema was laughing at all! (Somewhat a little disturbing) and then the other scenes where the whole cinema was laughing, and I didn’t find funny at all. So, I’m definitely slightly different in that respect. I always felt I have ‘old man’ humour! as in, things I laugh at, so would an old man, even at age 18! I certainly would and never have categorise myself as anyone with any mental health issue. I’ve never been depressed in my life. I’m actually very healthy due to the way my parents raised me. I was advised, around about 2011(?) as I am observant and notice things, that those types of people often in their later adult life, have some difficulties dealing with all the data – so at 50 now, I know exactly what they were talking about back then! Its seems that expression “ignorant bliss” has a lot of truth! J But I do like to stay of sound of mind all the time, and am aware of my ‘possible ability’ to be so angry at all the injustices that I can see, and that so many others can’t. As I have mentioned, and unfortunatly still need to. (I am not a drunk – just angry – mainly due from all the THEFTS – I have a right to be angry about it – it is unfair, manipulative, evil and prejudiced, not to mention costly). But I can pretty much deal with any situation, as they come up, even if I would prefer to be elsewhere, and I can interpret them as they are, albeit sometimes adding a few little creative twists if I’m unsure of the plot, which as is the case when I’m dealing with thieves that hound me - how should I know the mind of a thief. – That sentence was not an admittance of guilt to lying! I do not lie and certainly not about the thefts. Occasionally I might have misplaced something, and said it was stolen – but this is not a lie!! In general, I do not lie, contrary to most woman who cross my path. It is very unusual that I would lie in any situation, I find it unnecessary, time wasting and disrespectful to myself. Since I am honest and don’t steal, I personally have no reason to lie about anything – unlike most other people that I have encounted. You are all thieves - and bugger off. I have mentioned before that I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And considering my sedentary lifestyle atm, after losing everything (well, near everything that mere little me had ‘willed’)- all that I wanted in life, I still am an upbeat person. I think, once you know how to be happy, there’s no going back, you don’t suddenly forget - it’s like riding a bike!😁 But there is something I have struggled with all my life, (I hope you can hear my tone here, I have not reeeally suffered tooo much!), and that is clothing and colours, because I love bright colours, I love colours that stand out, and are stimulating. I think it’s that stimulating factor which triggers my visual side of my mind, and I just love them. Looking at particular colour schemes is truly interesting for me, and satisfying too, I spend hrs pouring over designs, art and images. I have found over the years certain colours have more fascination than others, but then these change with each decade. So, the struggle part, is when I wear these bright clothes (I am a sewer, I sew my own clothes, so choosing bright fabrics is natural) but, they attract attention, they are eye-catching, and this is what I don’t like. I don’t like being at the centre of attention at all, in fact. I always cringe away from it, and feel there are far more outspoken types (Peacocks!), who can take the spotlight. And possibly this also has encouraged me to sew my own clothes, so I look presentable, as I really notice when people stare at me, which they do out on the street, in the shops, women especially notice what other women are wearing, so I feel I should look nice at least! Give them something to actually look at! And perhaps a little unique, ‘unsheep’ like, as my personality is not ‘sheep like’. I like sewing my own clothes, I am not really a fan of ‘designer clothing’ – I feel fashion designers design clothes for human sheep, or the ones I like are too expensive for my budget. Although since being ban from Spflr and they DELETED my whole design studio space, and all my 100’s of designs, (and who btw, I think try and save themselves every year by sending me an email, as in ”we did not delete your studio or ban you, see we emailed you now” – for the cameras). I no longer can purchase fabrics- so I am guessing from now on – it will be holy old clothes! So, I really had to learn how to dress in ways that was far more suited to my Personality, and keep my brights for indoors only – you should see my pyjamas!! 18. English wannabes story with Victorian clothing in 1986 I have to talk about the old fashioned ‘wannabe English’ attitude of not only my mother, but a lot of country mothers, and especially Jan Milbourne, the NEGS principal, who btw, was from history, it was like she was living in the past, by at least 200 years. The way she dressed, the way she thought women should speak and behave, her attitude was literally from about the 1800’s in England. It’s like she’s been picked out of this time frame and dropped in to 1980. I believe her role at that school was to produce women ready for marriage (not sure that worked! – rebellion nature and all….) at any rate – raised to be passive, not to be controversial, ask questions, or ‘rock the boat’. (Btw, all they do in the work place is fight, if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you are not going to last). I’ve noticed there are a lot of country mothers who were exactly the same, and want to adopt this kind of English old-fashioned life and attitude. You should have seen what my mother dressed me in for my interview at the school, it was literally a garment from the 1840s. I heard her say the principal will love it. I found a picture online, here it is, -but my dress was blue with same big white collar, and I was a little older, 11yrs. From https://fashion-history.lovetoknow.com/ titled “Victorian Children” Also at school, part of our uniform was a long-hooded cape – can you believe that, a cape (also originally from the 18th century! The one pictured was just like it) I was not really sure what the obsession with the last century in England was, with Australian country mothers. But I have since discovered, they have been manipulated by various films that came out in the 70s and 80’s, and they all depicted these “I want to be English women from the last century” but living in Australia (if we must…). And a lot of the girls at school, they all had the same names as was in these old-fashioned women from these movies! So, I am guessing there were a lot of mothers similar to mine. Also, the fact that Australia still has a monarch, and follows the then present monarch, Elizabeth II, closely, has helped this “we wish we were English” attitude!! – my siblings are all named after ‘royals’ with Charles and William featuring as middle names!! My sister was named after Penelope Keith from mums favourite show, The Good Life!! (Still one of my favourite shows too!!) One of the traditions, of these “we wish we were English types” is “Christmas in July” !! – as if to celebrate xmas in the cold, just as an English woman can!! Lol Plus, the irony of it is, if you look at the history of the Brits, and their relationship with other countries, you can really start to see that Britain is actually a mean ‘bully’ country. There are several islands around Britain which are now governed by England, and purely because they bullied their way into those countries, fought the natives, and simply took over. And why when do you think they appear so regularly on the news in Africa? – I have always thought, well, you know, somebody’s gotta do it, got to be a good talking point for the masses - people like having something to feel proud about. But, they’re always over in Africa, and the reason why they’re in Africa is because they own the oil wells in Africa; they own all the profits from it. So, on one hand you see poor Africans, then think oh, good on those Brits helping those poor Africans, but really, their interest is in the profits from the oil wells, and not in helping starving Africans. It was the Brits and the US, who got together back in the day, and basically bullied their way over into ownership of those oil wells. And when it comes to business, if they don’t get their own way, then they declare war on whoever is standing in their way; like China when there were Opium and Tea wars going on - how do you think Britain came in ‘ownership’ of Hong Kong till 1999! China was so taken aback by the Brits despicable warring tactics, that they ‘shut’ their door on the whole world – this whole time there has been no trade with China, is because of the bully brits. Its only just now, basically at the beginning of 2000, that China has seen an opportunity in manufacturing as a sure-fire way to “win” – and they will. I hate to tell you English wannabes, but they have a lot, not to be proud of. (And carried on pretty much like a bunch of spoilt little brats, and talk about self-declared important people!). Btw, apparently some of America, also suffered from this ‘wannabe English’ attitude, especially amongst the Yachting community! I feel these old-fashioned English type of women were often kind of snotty, snobby, and hoity-toity, and I feel like that’s what the aim of these mothers in the country Gunnedah was to be, they wanted to be this ‘superior sophisticated old-fashioned values, respectable women types’, and I feel the main reason why I’m writing about it in such a light, is because I would say, this attitude has persuaded that little blonde girl, that I’ve mentioned on numerous occasions, (read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam photo”), who has been hounding me in Gunnedah over some years, and playing her game, which I’m now going to call “the not worthy game”, as in, you can’t have that good item because you don’t deserve it, because you don’t have XX amount of money and you’re not married to some rich farmer. (She makes my life hell – she will have some bad karma; I suspect she may have cancer by now – this is actually a real girl, unfortunatly, and not a figment of my imagination. It is a game for her, she finds it fun to torment. So, I’m not sure if that blonde girl is a former NEGS girl, I mean, I guess it stands to reason from what I’ve just said about their mothers, although look at my mother, and I do not share her attitude at all. My grandmother made the comment one day after we got back from a day shopping, that I talk to everyone, there are no discriminations!! (My grandmother too would have been a bit of a snob!) -but I also feel that there are girls who didn’t go to private schools, who feel ‘inferior’ to those girls who did, and so this may be that kind of rebellion (I don’t care what school you went to, although now that I am older, I have noticed a general distinction.) But I actually am quite concerned about that silly blonde girl attitude, and she is not alone, there are a few of them that work incahoots together. It’s beyond mentally unhealthy, the attitude of thinking someone is not worthy because of their income or marital status is so ridiculous and so far, removed from common sense, any girl who would have this idea, would literally fall into the category of sociopath, I don’t think I’m being too severe in recognizing this judgement. Why that girl and those mothers have not evolved into being more practical and accepting of the fact that pretty much everyone is working class these days, the only thing that differentiates people is their expectations and respectfulness towards other people. I unfortunatly have come across many women who fall into this category – little women. I have more to say about this issue infact - This problem is so big and large in society, that by the time women reach old age, and are put into nursing homes, where often sound minds are scarce to be found, yet amongst those women, the elderly biddys still wish to push this kind of class distinction. Money/ no money, it was really rife amongst the ladies, I witnessed while I briefly worked at Alkira nursing home, and a subject of subtle passive innuendos. In fact, it was really the number one issue underneath every conversation and every activity. It is this much of a big deal, and a big problem in my opinion. I say problem easily, because I’ve known many hoity-toity women in my time, in fact way more hoitytoits than low income mops, and I can assure you those hoity-toits have a lot of issues, and a lot of them come from a place of complete trashiness, where stealing theft, lying, and greed is huge and normal. Those issues are not restricted to low income people. As far as I am concerned if you go out of you way to be rude or steal from someone, then you indeed are not worthy. But being not worthy does not mean I would then ‘hound’ the person and steal from them. As such is the case of what certain female dogs do, I witnessed them do this, just cause they ‘think’ I may not like them. Stupid. You know, if someone does not like you – don’t worry about it, you can’t please everyone, the notion of following someone, harassing them or stealing from them just because they do not like you IS COMPLETY RIDUIUCULOUS – I know I certainly don’t give a dam if someone does not like me. Their loss. Oh, the red and black woollen cape above, was part of our school uniform too. This cape did very little in keeping one warm, especially in Armidale NSW where it often snowed in winter. But the school was completely strict and anal about our school uniform, we had about 6 or 7 different uniforms for various situations, and everything had to be just so, including all hems, 8 inches below the knee. They were really expensive too. I remember when I was in year 10, my brother who went to Tas, the boys school in Armidale (which, btw, is now Co-ed), as part of their school uniform they adopted a proper navy woollen coat, and when mum was purchasing one for him, for some reason, (unknown to me still) she decided that she would get one for me too! - I really don’t know how she came about to have this thought process because like I said, they were really anal about school uniform, and mum would’ve been happy to go along with whatever they said, whatever rules they come up with - she’s not the kind of person to rock the boat in this kind of area. So when I turned up at school with my Tas coat on - a complete violation of the school uniform policy, much to my surprise everyone was okay with it, it’s like they all stood back and said oh yeah that’s much better than those silly capes, I was permitted to wear it, and the following season NEGS put out a Navy woollen coat which was very nice, so after my going on about mum‘s old fashion tendencies here, I personally believe it was her that brought about the change in fashion from the cape to the coat!! Photo of cape is from Target – part of their costumes!! 19. Couples Using Singles they Feel Superior to, to invoke Excitement in their Marriage Something has come to my consciousness, well actually it’s something I’ve been aware of for quite some time but it’s getting to the point now where I have to write about it because it is so weird and dysfunctional. What happens is; some, and by some, I mean most, married couples of a certain age, seem to fall into this strange peculiar pattern of doing something devious, so that the other can find them out, and chastise them. Now quite frankly, what couples do is none of my concern, and I don’t care what you get up to at all. However, the part where I mentioned ‘they do something devious’ - or ‘bad’ or ‘naughty’ -which ever word tickles your fancy, is where I come into it. I’m really at the point where I am sick and tired of dealing with people who behave badly and disrespectfully towards me, so that they can be chastised later by their husband and/or wife. I could give you heaps of examples, but I will refrain, plus I have mentioned such instances in other photo stories. This is not just restricted to one or two couples that have crossed my path, this is basically been a thing with every couple that I’ve encountered. I mean maybe it’s just a middle-aged phase that they all go through, but to me, from the outside looking in, it’s just a total moronic retardation dysfunction, and I can’t believe this is acceptable behaviour in adult society. And usually it’s not a one-way street, it’s both parties, take it in turns “you chastise me and then I’ll chastise you” - but this is often a subconscious thing - some of them aren’t even aware that they do it!! So sick. Hence why I’m writing about it. (I have even seen one person take the blame for something he did not do, in order, to get chastised for it, such is the enjoyment he takes in seeing his partner so angry, worked up and domineering). Another and even more sinister thing couples do, is one of them will try to dominate a third party, usually the same sex, and usually involuntary - they will seek a victim whilst the other one is watching, in an attempt to impress their partner with their ‘domination’ skills, and the hopes to turn them on for later that night in the bedroom. Siiiiiick. I often feel like I am surrounded on a planet by really sick people. Just because I’m single doesn’t make me your personal couples therapy victim. Piss off you stupid little twits. Take your dysfunctional moronic behaviour OUT. Stand back have a look at yourself, ask yourself, do you do this? And then make sure it doesn’t happen in the future - for your own mental health evolvement. Stick to something healthy – like gardening. Here is also a good time to mention another bizarre thing I’ve encountered, and that is; couples forming this relationship of one person bossing about another person. And this is the main basis of their relationship. That is what it revolves around. Up here in Queensland it’s usually always the man bossing the woman about. It’s really odd for me to witness this because I know what men are really like, so to see these women being bossed about -- it’s very strange. (My parents weren’t like this at all; each was left to do what they wanted; each had their own interests; mum wouldn’t encroach on dad‘s work/play life and dad did not encroach on mums running of the family household - it was just a symbiosis that totally worked (for the most part). When I see this phenomena of men bossing women about, I think to myself how unhealthy, I mean after all the bimbos and retard women I have encounted in my life (and there has been a lot, like what I have already mentioned on this blog) it’s got to still be totally unhealthy relationship. Those women will deeply resent their husbands, it will only be a matter of time, and as I am pretty sure also, I’ve mentioned before, those women take out their rage against their husband, when they see a younger woman, then they get an opportunity to then ‘boss’ them about. I have experience this on numerous occasions, and I can tell pretty much within five minutes of talking to a woman if she’s happily married or not - they give themselves away really easily. Most often the relationship didn’t start off that way, but over time, the couples develop a pattern of fighting for control and power, and it’s usually the man who relishes ‘the fight’, women don’t have that fight by nature instinct, and thus I suspect, this is why I often see men trying to boss around their wives, because the wife is sick of fighting, and so she’ll just say “yes dear”. But I have witnessed it the other way around, the woman starts off dominating the relationship and does so for many years, but then there’s a change, as women tire (or sometimes come to the realization that they are not as smart as they once thought, and can see their husbands have a clearer understanding on reality, sometimes) and her husband slowly takes over the relationship. But actually, I secretly believe most men only want one thing out of marriage, and that’s to wrestle. More so than any other desire, (eventually) and if they can’t have it in their marriage - which often is the case, what woman would put up with a constantly fighting husband? So, then the husband will find it elsewhere, and find other victims who he does not have to be respectful towards, because he is not married to them. That’s his mentality, “we are not married, so I do not have to treat this woman with any respect”. I’ve witnessed this numerous times. Gunnedah Council boys. So, in essence, a marriage is just a process of one will taking over the other, and I’ve never really thought badly about marriage but when I look at it like this, I just am really glad that I’m not married. You know my mother was a marriage counsellor, and I used to eavesdrop on the sessions she had when the church was unavailable, as she would have them at our place, I was only quite young, but I did find it fascinating. I wrote elsewhere about marriage counselling and how I feel about that, how important it is. I couldn't find it, so I guess I'll just add it onto here; mum's church, Church of England in Gunnedah, would not marry couples unless they did the marriage counselling sessions, and this was designed to help couples, because sometimes young people are not aware of future problems, living in such close proximity to one another. So, it's very beneficial to have some skills to deal with conflicts, and even though I'm not a regular church goer like mum (who was a devout Christian), I strongly recommend marriage counselling, and would say ‘do not enter a marriage unless you do the marriage counselling therapy sessions before hand’. They will be very beneficial, especially to the woman, because men often really don't ever want to talk about emotions or feelings, or difficulties, so for those first 10 years or so, if your husband knows that he has to communicate, things will be a lot easier….and the man will find he benefits more with communication. Above is my fabric design: “Pandorea jasminoides – Bower Vine C2 ”, part of the Australian Native Plant Designs, in the Pandorea collection – my personal favourite 1st image shows my garden at Rangari; 20. Is your garden too good for society? My garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia was shaping up to be amazing, and it would’ve been amazing, if I had had another 10 years. It would’ve been a ‘notable’ garden, people would literally want to drive out and see it. And this was the main reason, I feel, I was cast out of it, and Gunnedah, because this would’ve been this big society thing, and someone like me (unmarried, childless and no full-time employment) was considered ‘not worthy’ of having a notable garden, or being credited for something notable. (Even though I did ALL of it myself “no bragging allowed” weird societal dog rules) I find this attitude is perpetuated by bimbo women who are married to rich husbands, aswell as famous celebrity types who have inferior gardens (like Judy Dench, Olivia Newton-John or Tom Cruise, especially when it comes to food gardens.) And you know what, if I was living out there, and had not done any gardening, so the place just looked bare, I would put money on the fact that I would have been able to remain there. Seriously. “oh, if only I was a pathetic drunk loser that just sat around and did nothing, like everybody else out there.” Really and truly, if you listen to what society dictates, you would end up doing nothing, accomplishing nothing, and not living or evolving in any way! I find in life, one has to ‘shove society back up its arse.’ The ‘not worthy’ torment by girls in Gunnedah has been the biggest theme in Gunnedah, the whole time I was there, Gunnedah is made up of some stupid unevolved little girls. However, it is not ‘across the board’ attitude, there are a few people with common sense out there, - just those ones don’t seem to have a lot of power in society. I find jealousy in gardening is extreme. It is more of a problem in the gardening world, than of the fashion world, and that is truly saying something. I mean if you have the best garden on the block, you will be without doubt, the most resented person on the block. And if you have the energy to put a water feature in your garden, like a pond, OMG this is considered very lavish, and you will be hated beyond comprehension. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so I am hitting the nail on the head with this story. (I recall when I was talking to the manager of the Alkira Nursing home one day, about the lovely water fountain they have out the front – often it is switched off, I asked him why, and straight away he said – “its political!” As in, we could run it, no problems, but too many people think we are wasting water, so we can’t – out of jealousy, as a lot of ‘out of towners’ have no water, especially when the dams run dry in summer, and they have no bore for some reason. Now, I’m not sure if this is a worldwide phenomenon, or it’s just an Australian lazy thing - “I can’t be bothered to get off the couch” and plus ‘there’s not enough water’ thing. (There are plenty of people that have plenty of water in Australia, but on the other hand there are other people who don’t have any water, and this has caused a big riffraff in my opinion, with the people who don’t have water, pouncing on people who do - it’s out of pure jealousy. Btw, I’m not overly familiar with my Bible Scriptures, but someone told me that jealousy is a sin - so stop being so bloody sinful, and start gardening! Put in some big 70,000L cement tanks! Come on! Get with it - it’s not going to suddenly start raining frequently. If you want to garden, you got to make plans for it, don’t just wait for the government to fix it – the government is not going to fix the water problem. BTW, I have observed a thing with some couples who want to have a nice garden, but don’t want to feel like they’re doing all the work, while their partner sits on the couch, so because of that attitude, no garden gets done! Of course, I’ve seen other couples boasting about how the lady of the house designs the garden, and does odd little things, whilst happily instigating to her husband about any of the heavier lifting/ wheelbarrow pushing/rock formation etc etc jobs that need to be done. And of course, he happily and lovingly accepts these little jobs to make his garden look fantastic! (The way it ought to be of course!!) See my orange trees above, those are the ones specially chosen by me, to be ripe at different times, so I can harvest for 6mnths of the year – BRILLIANT (and I did, the last 2 or 3 years I was there). Special thanks to Robert and Amanda White down the road, who gave me their hay remains for mulch – I was expected to give them some oranges over the coming seasons, but as I was Cast out, I cannot. Although no help available from them; locals who knew everyone in the area, re a new farmhouse rental. Although, that may be probably, from the Whites, having so many kids - the Whites are big breeders, 4 brothers, each married with 4 kids, who now would each have kids in turn – NO WONDER THERE WAS NO WHERE TO LIVE IN GUNNEDAH – btw, this was the ‘norm’ amongst people in Gunnedah, to have these ridiculously large families. I mean how non-thinking were those bimbo mothers? Not sure if it is still that way, but TOO LATE. (My mum wanted 5 kids, settled on 4 – ridiculous.) 21. Screaming Always Works So titled because I have found this to be true, whenever I have been in difficulties or in trouble of some form – which invariably happens in life - if I scream, it fixes the problem. I can give you quite a lot of examples; Once I was horse-riding, and I had big long lunging rein, doing some circle work with Batman, and he was getting a bit annoyed because he was an older horse, he didn’t need circle work as far as he was concerned, and indeed, he didn’t need the circle work, I was just practising my horse techniques (young women, so silly sometimes). The lunging rein was a super long one, for some reason I bought the 20 meter long one. At one point I looked down, and the rein was all tangled around my leg, and this was right at the point where Batman threw a little hissy fit, and was about to storm off, and in fact he had started his ‘flight’ response, so I could immediately see what was about to happen; I was about to be dragged across the whole paddock by my leg that was tangled up in this 20 meter long rein, DISASTER, and I thought what am I going do to get out of this; you can’t really stop a horse in his ‘flight’ response, and so the only thing that came to me was SCREAM, so I did, as loud as I could, I was watching Batman, and it totally worked, he stopped completely and looked at me in shock “what was that”, once he saw that I was still standing there holding the rein, he kind of got ready to take off again, angry walking trot, and so I immediately dropped to the ground, and I knew I had about 5 seconds to untangle the rein and free my foot, I did it as fast as I could, - it was just like in a movie, and just as he was taking off, I got the last bit untangled, and it slithered out of my hands and along the grass and up the whole paddock, 1 second away from total disaster! Thank God for my scream! I remember as kids when we were playing, if there was any situation where the boys were being too rowdy, or I was losing in someway, can’t really remember specific details of child’s play, but I remembered, if I screamed they stopped whatever they were doing immediately, it got to the point where, are all I had to say was “if you do it, I’ll scream” and they would give up straight away! “oh ok, you win” in that subservient tone! ha ha ha ha ha ha There was another time with my cat, he was missing, he had run away due to a dog attack from the bad next-door neighbours, and he was blind, so it had been two weeks, and I figured he was probably lost, he probably wanted to come home, as he would’ve got over the fear by that point, but perhaps he couldn’t find the way, so I went outside and screamed, and he turned up later that day! Although I didn’t scream too loudly, as actually, I have got an almighty scream, you wouldn’t believe it, I could probably set a record! And one time at school, I screamed, it was year seven, after my arm broke, and it was so loud that it woke the dead literally! That expression is really true, later on that night when I was in so much pain, I saw a ghost! No joke. The ghost was a little girl, she was brushing her hair. Like a white shadow. I experienced fear that night. And often I see movies where the girl is in trouble - if only she had of screamed! she would’ve been saved! I highly recommend learning how to scream. I want to point out, as a young child I never screamed, or threw tantrums, or barely even cried, my mother said I was a perfect little angel who never cried. And this makes sense to me, I was always very accepting of the situation when I was young, I never questioned anyone or anything, which actually I think is a little unhealthy, because people tend to take advantage of you when you’re young, and you have to learn how to question authority, but it wasn’t necessary I guess with my parents. And, happy mum, happy baby. I do believe when I was a temp nanny I learned that there comes a point in a late toddlers time when he/she clearly needs to learn the word no, so you do have to say no to them about something, and so let the child scream, so he/she learns from an early age he/she can’t always have what he/she wants. I believe if parents don’t do this you get total spoiled little brats on your hands such as the ones I have witnessed and who steal from me; it’s because their parents never set that boundary when they were a toddler. Often, the so called ‘spoilt’ ones, are people from poorer families. Total challenge of the perceived spoilt brat here. This was the house my parents purchased briefly, before they moved to Gunnedah. Before, they were both from Sydney, but they both wanted to move to the country, to raise their kids in the clean fresh air of the country, and this is where they ended, Limbri, near Tamworth. I have fond memories of swimming around that log, the one you can see poking up in the river. 22. 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Observation of the reason for the bane of my life: In my 47 years of experience, I’ve come to the opinion that a lot of parents cannot discipline their kids at all, they’re clueless about how to raise a child, most of them would like to be ‘friends’ with their kids instead of reprimanding them when they misbehave, so those kids grow up to be adults who continue to be misbehave and think it’s really cute and funny still, just because they never learnt as a child what’s wrong / right / acceptable / not acceptable. And there is an element of mothers out there who encourage this naughty behaviour especially in their sons, because they are subconsciously attracted to the ‘bad boy’ type - it’s actually, really sick. And don’t get me started on the problems of single mothers. Then there’s the opposite of that problem, with over controlling, over bearing, overyelling mothers, who encourage their kids to be stupid, by not allowing them to think and act for themselves, they dare not for fear of being reprimanded, those kids turn out to be ‘dog’ personalities – unbearable people. You know, a little bit of free reign goes a long way - actually, it is the easiest way of how to get what you want and manipulate someone anyway, because you earn their trust pretty quickly, most parents really should think about this, instead of bumbling along; you actually have to put work into a kid, you can’t just feed, clothe and make sure, they get off to school, there is way more to parenting, stuff that requires clever and creative thinking. One teacher I know had a parent who used physical violence to teach, in the hopes that the shock of a blow to the head/cane to the hand, will cause the person to remember and wake up. I know you’re aghast now, however, this person, who obviously now has a greater understanding about physical abuse, and what is acceptable/not acceptable, decided to still employ the ‘shock’ tactic to wake a child (I’m not talking about literally waking them up from sleep here, if you think I’m talking about that and there’s no hope for you and you shouldn’t have kids) So, what he did was, went outside grabbed a branch of gum leaves brought them back inside. He started talking to the kids, teaching in his normal manner and then he referred to the gum branch on his desk, started telling the kids about the beauty of Australian native plants, he picks it up showing them the colour and the shape of the leaves, and as he was talking, all of a sudden, he quickly put it up above his head, and then slammed it down onto his desk as hard as he could. Then gently said “just wanted to wake you up kids!” Then he started his lesson, so at that moment, all those kids were fully wide-awake, excited and paying attention. And see, no one was harmed in the whole process - clever and creative thinking. (you could also occasionally call them “clever little sausages”, that would get them thinking!). I’m the kind of person that gives free reign to people, so artists love me! But I found it quite extraordinary, when I was a temp nanny, at one point in my earlier life; some kids, when they encounter someone like me, someone who gives them ‘free reign’, they just absolutely go berserk, their dysfunction is so apparent, well I should say, their parent’s dysfunction, in the way they raise their child, on such a short leash. I saw kids ‘act out’ and rebel, they get up to all sorts of naughty things, and “quick before their parents come home! “it’s really obvious that keeping a child (or an adult) on a short leash is dysfunctional, it’s not right, and parents who do, encourage stupidity and crime, not to mention create dogs who do the exact opposite of what you want, as an act of rebellion, like when I go to the loo, I think, “don’t disturb me, I am going to the loo”, so these stupid people, women, always, try and break the cubicle door down to get in (serious, has happened repeatedly). And rebellion leading to jumping on the first band wagon that comes along, and in Australia, that is petty theft and stalking) In fact I’d like to talk more about this ‘free reign’ some more. When it comes to adults, I haven’t actually met anyone who, if you give enough rope, they won’t hang themselves, as in, if you don’t stand up for yourself and fight for yourself, (become slightly nazi), and reign them in, they will treat you disrespectfully, they will steal from you, they will bully you. This comes back to having been on a short tight leash and, suddenly not being on a leash - they are unable to think responsibly for themselves. I really have had it up to here with adults who haven’t grown up and learnt how to be mature. Some guy told me, that if he hears somebody tell him that he can’t do it, then he immediately will do it. No matter how stupid it is, or how dangerous it is. He’ll just do it. That’s his nature he said. He said he knows heaps of other people who do it to. I just want to say to that guy – you are a moron, raised by moron parents. And normally I do not attack people just for being morons. I only write about them if they steal from me, or are absolutely disrespectful, and are harassing me - but I suspect possibly maybe he was insinuating that because my blog’s main theme is ‘do not steal from me’, he was implying, they even more so will now. Well, I know copycatting is a big thing, especially amongst morons, but overall I have noticed a reduction in the thefts since I started my blog – most thieves are cowards, and cowards do not want to be named and shamed – that would be their worst nightmare. Btw, that guy was English, so this moronic nature is not just an Australian thing, it’s also shared by the English! But, also there comes a time in an adults life when they choose if they still act rebellious, regardless of how bad their parents screwed up – a man in his 40’s still behaving like a rebel is just plain pathetic. This is why other people, mostly mother’s dysfunction, is my bane, why I have to take these stupid dog women personalities to battle on a regular basis. Do you know, it’s not up to me to reign you in - it’s up to you to take responsibility for your own thoughts, words and actions. I am not your mother or your father. So that’s why they need to put values, ethics and communication in the classroom, in Schools, Universities / Colleges. Throw religion out, and bring in ethics. I really recommend not having kids at all, I have not met one single mother who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married, - I think secretly jealous of that too) Honestly a young woman bumbles through life not actually thinking about what will make them happy, they just do as what is expected, and follow the crowd, I have met heaps of woman that would be far happier not having kids, particularly the creative types, control freaks, and especially anyone on low income. Do yourself a favour. 23. Cruel Australian Farmers and their gung-ho kids Often in my life I have seen stock kept in a bare ‘treeless’ paddocks/yards on 50°C+ summer days without any shade or at least shade trees. Talk about stress. (Also come market day, often stock are left for days in open pens in the stinking heat). I have seen farmers often using painful electric zappers to prod stock when they’re sorting them out in the yards - just totally unnecessary, it doesn’t take much to be able to drive/herd a cow in the direction you want. Only a truly hopeless non thinking bogan would have to use an electric prong. Don’t get me started on the cruelty that goes on with the pig shooters - injuring and wounding animals so they are left screaming ALL night long. It’s disgusting. And mainly its farmers kids that take their dad’s licenced gun out shooting with their friends. A lot of farmers let their kids do as they please on the farm, and they have no idea what they get up. Farming boys in particular have no empathy or respect for animals, they’re very cruel, actually girls too. (NEGS girls) this phenomenon should be recognised and dealt with in schools since parents are so hopeless. Come on TAKE RESPONSBILITY FOR AUSTRALIAN BOGAN BEHAVIOUR, don’t just sweep it under the carpet. The teenages I knew when I was 18 were my brother and his friends (16yrs olds) they were rogues, they used to walk along the streets at night and find cars that didn’t have locking petrol caps, and siphoned the petrol out so that they could take it onto one of their farms and go bike riding. Someone told me, a boy once poured petrol on a cow, then set it alight – I bet it was Heath Barwick. Bimbo mother. Also, one day my neighbour discovered a dead cow near the roadside on her farm - it had been shot, she noted that they had been shooters out there the evening before. She reckons that they didn’t find anything to shoot (they would’ve been looking for roos) and so they just shot her cow from their car. Evil country Bogan delinquent behaviour, that gets swept under the carpet. 24. What kind of Jerk keeps a Birdie on a Chain (image shows a Galah on a stand, attached by a chain around its ankle Don’t get me started on birdcages too, only a sadistic little bird bitch would keep a bird in a cage! Really and truly I can’t believe how stupid some people are; birds have wings, they’re meant to fly, APPLY COMMON SENSE! They’re not meant to be locked up in a small cage, non-thinking idiots. 25. Being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the “worthless” category I know about these fighting fish, I had one at one point. He would just hang out by the filter at the top of this huge aquarium, sometimes venturing out. In retrospect it was too big for him, he would not have felt comfortable, and thus safe. I see them on youtube now, very happy in smallish tanks, like 30cm high with 25cm of water, full of plants and logs; happy as Larry, and they venture around the tank, quite active. So, this see-through transparent small vase type situation shown above with only water, is not really ideal. How would you like it. There seems to be some major animal cruelty going on in Australia, particularly amongst kids, I’ve seen some awful things, but first, I want to talk about little things that they do, like if they come across something icky like a spider or a snake, they go on the attack, and kill the poor little innocent creature, when really all they have to do is let the merry little creature be on it’s merry little way. So, shame on all the adults and teachers who don’t explain this to children. It is their planet too. They have just as much of a right to be here as we do. The same right as we have to be here, so do they. They are thinking, feeling and social creatures, just like us. Some are reflective, some are at the top of their game – just like humans. Also, if there is a snake and you want it gone, all you have to do is jump up and land on the ground hard – the snake feels those hard shocking vibrations (they are deaf) and will immediately want out of the situation, will leave and take cover. No need to try to kill it; and watch that glorious creature as it slithers in its sultry way off. Animals are meant to be here, this is their planet – and they are the underdog, I personally believe anyone acting cruel to animals will later have to pay for it, nature will seek revenge. So be respectful to animals. (Read my Leech story). Living in the country surrounded by animals, I have witnessed a few terrible things, from farmers not knowing how to handle cattle properly; using stress and painful electric prods. To their kids being allowed to take their dad‘s gun and going pig hunting, and injuring the pig only, not killing it, so it was left screaming for hrs and hrs all night - it was the most horrible thing I’ve ever heard, I don’t know about that pig but I know I will never forgive those boys responsible for doing it, shame on those ignorant country delinquents. I often talk about how I am frequently followed and harassed by people, this might have something to do with our neighbours at 18 Henry Street, Gunnedah, dad knew who they were, I have no idea who they were, except I met a relative of theirs in the horticulture course, nice girl. I never saw them really, sometimes I heard them but only usually when they were outside eavesdropping on our noisy family, the dad was a Miner, he was big and had big boofy hair, he was divorced, and if I recall he had some little brats, one of them stuck his hand out the window and lost his arm with a passing car, and another one I heard when I was in the garage one day, he was behaving a little oddly, so it could be him? No idea who, but it sounded like a child back then, I remember now, he was barking and making yelping cruel noises, NO, he had a little puppy, that’s right, they had a thing for dogs, and he was being really nasty, teasing and hurting the dog, the dog was making yelping noises it was quite disgusting, I felt sick, I had to leave, that was 35 years ago or more, sicko -no wonder they follow me around; might be nice and refreshing to be around someone who is not a sicko, and who’s healthy. BUGGER OFF - You are way beneath me (never thought I’d say that to anyone) but it’s plain as day - being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the worthless category. (akin to stealing). This is the kind of issue that those so-called mental health workers can sink their teeth into, instead of pissing about trying to call people crazy. They need to get into schools and deal with these kinds of issues. Those kids (not just 1 or 2) only learn this cruelty from their parents and teachers / older siblings. The only way it will be stopped, is if you get into the schools and deal with it, they need to be taught to recognize cruelty/power games, it’s no good trying to get through to their parents, their parents have big egos, they’re not going to listen to anyone. (And, snakes aren’t pets, you morons). Also I don’t recommend leaving children around animals, unattended (no matter what age) - some of them have very warped ideas of what they can do to an animal, kids still haven’t learnt a lot of things about life, particularly how to be gentle and caring, which is what is required when you’re dealing with animals. I would never leave a child under the age of 18 alone with an animal, unless they have specifically been taught about that animal and how to handle it and how to care for it, any animal. And it is something that needs to be taught, it’s not an instinct for a lot of people. Why they market pet animals to kids, is odd. So the same people who follow me around and sabotage me – these are the types of people who would also be cruel to animals – it’s the same thing, stemming from the same problem. If they have kids, it would be passed on to them too – this cruelty. 26. Stuff I should have Known I watched this fantastic enlightening program this week. They had done a real documentary, but they put it in a movie form, so it was entertaining, infotainment!. It was an interesting story about the rise of the women’s movement in the 60s and 70s. And also interestingly enough, the rise of the anti-feminist movement. It was actually the ‘smarts’ of one woman, who opposed the feminist movement, in order to help swing the Republicans, and Ronald Reagan, into power. This popular and manipulative women managed to get 40,000 other women to oppose: women in the workplace, equal rights, equal pay and abortion! The power of pretty and popularity! And also intern, favour a strong patriarch, which involves obeying and asking husband for permission to do anything, and includes putting up with beatings, and or rape. It was extraordinary watching, I tell you. A tactic they used to gain housewives and women to join the anti-feminist movement was scaring those women into thinking they may be forced to give up their family life and have to find a job, or be drafted into the army - which of course no one was trying to do anyway. Lying fear mongering tactics that pollies STILL use today – (they will be getting cancer, due to a lack of morals). But, as soon as Regan got into power (he won) he denounced the leader of the anti-feminist group, in favour for a feminist! Quite ironic, because the woman leading the anti-feminist group didn’t really care about the platform she was on anyway, she just used it to get the Republicans to win, (she and her husband were obviously Republicans, and wanted them to win) So, 50–50 she could’ve jumped on the either bandwagon for the women’s movement or against, and who knows where the feminist movement would be right now if it were the other. While the women’s movement were campaigning for these kinds of equal opportunities, it wasn’t until 30 years later in 1990, that women could join the army - it’s like basically the women’s feminist movement was single-handedly halted, due to one woman, who didn’t really even care about the platform anyway. The movie did also touch on the fact that women who get listened to, by other women, are women of stature and beauty, it’s like she who is the most eloquent and pretty, wins. I’m afraid times haven’t changed at all in that respect. I strongly suspect, this is why she thought nothing wrong with being opposed to the women’s movement, because she herself could do anything she wished, people listened to her, she was married to wealthy husband, she was tall and pretty, and was smart, she could read the situation. It is not like that, for a lot of other women, especially when they are older. I felt watching her, she didn’t realise what it is like for a lot of other women, particularly ones that aren’t married to wealthy husbands, and not the best lookers. Having said that, with my experience in the workplace, well I think you all know where I stand, and my feelings about women if you read my blog. But I will describe one incident which further shows you what I’m talking about. When I first started employment, it was a room full of women, also with a female boss. It was definitely a bitchy experience. Bitchiness from colleagues, as well as from the boss, with pack like mentalities working to manipulate, bully and cast out. I only lasted 2 yrs there because of it. Several years later I worked elsewhere with a room full of women, however the manager at that place was male. I can assure you it makes a HUGE difference when there’s a man around. Women tend to behave, and don’t act all bitchy, well as much, they still got up to female antics if the boss was not looking. (But from my perspective, the difference is EXTRAORDINARY, I also found this outside of the workplace, whenever there was a man around, my friends would behave completely differently, they tended to be all sweet and nice. I always thought those men that get drawn in by those sweet women, when they get married, they would soon discover what they’re wives are really like! There’s not many women I have encountered, that I would actually describe as “Sweet” more like the opposite of that (well, except for me!) As some very famous musician said “they are absolute piranhas”). I need to mention, all the women in my first employment were, or were, trying to be ‘ladies from the “higher echelons of society”!! so they had motivation to behave. Whereas my second employment, I felt there certainly was no sort of motivation like that, most of them were on minimum wage, no airs or graces! And so, the difference between those women, was obvious and significant - the willingness to fight, argue, and be totally bitchy, was normal and big - they most definitely had to have a man there to keep them all in line. If there wasn’t a man there, it would’ve been absolute hell for me in my brief time there. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace and start my own business. I feel people who are righteous and have morals, tend not to make it in the workplace, and they don’t tell you at school, when they are supposedly meant to be preparing you for life as an adult; that you need to check your values at the door, as soon as you enter to the workplace. I noted this many years ago, and I think about it over the years, (still unwilling to compromise mine), and in the meantime, someone has taken it upon themselves to makes sure they put unemployed people across my path – just so I could see, there are far worse bimbo evil entities, not working! I would like to add to the above “no airs or graces! “ Actually, this is a definite thing amongst a large sector of women in Gunnedah. They were raised specifically to shun new fashion trends, or wanting to have nice things in life, a nice house, designer brands, these women specifically had this attitude because they didn’t have these things in the first place, or their mothers did not, and it was a way to make themselves feel better about it – a “righteous” attitude to so speak. I remember turning up to a fellow 9yr old’s birthday party in a brand-new pretty pink dress, and oh my gosh, was I chastised by all the mothers, big time. Not just the mother of the girl whose birthday it was, but all the mothers had a go at me, because of my new pretty dress. I had told her daughter, the birthday girl, the day before that I had a new dress for the party and I could not wait for the party, and I believe she told her mother, who then told her daughter that she was to wear school uniforms, as it was an after school party, and to tell all her friends to wear school uniform only - all because she didn’t want to have to buy a new party dress for her daughter. I tell you what, some people just don’t know how to live, and if you can’t wear a pretty dress at a girls birthday party, when can you wear one? stupid women, stupid mother‘s in Gunnedah. (I think I need to add, the birthday girl lived in a more ‘fancy’ part of town. Not poor. I mean maybe if she lived in a slum, possibly in India (back in the day), I would expect school uniforms normal for a little girls birthday party…..). Do you see how, a child’s mother, or father/carer… has to accompany a child at all times…. to keep the dogs at bay. They are everywhere. Or at any rate; prepare your child for DOGS. I wanted to put a photo of my silver bow here at the front as a reminder to little short blonde bimbo who steals from me, this is mine you jealous little fool 27. Sunrooms full of ferns When I was about 5yrs old, living at Limbri, my parents put on a house addition, off the existing living room. It was a big sunroom addition, huge, with a cork floor (it was the 70s). Mum filled it with ferns. I used to roller skate around the room, I loved it, I loved that room! (And what a cool mum I had, ok with me roller-skating in her new room!). Unfortunately, I can’t have a cork floor as a renter, but I do have a Veranda that I have filled with ferns, my love of ferns most definitely stems from mum’s room and roller skating around it. Such happy memories. But alas, yet another landlord who has just given me notice to leave. As I’m getting more experienced now with bloody landlords, unlike any plants I’ve planted in the garden, at least I can take all my potted ferns with me. J Let’s all hope and pray, that I can find a place that has a suitable spot for all my ferns. I’m thinking a place by the beach north of Bundy sounds perfect!! Just putting it out there. I wrote about this story before, and it’s completely missing, completely gone out of all my folders outlook and backups. FERNS ROLLERSKATING CORK FLOORS II then also had here, screenshots of 3 emails from my landlord, they were emails showing our conversation; how the situation went from, not very nice landlord, to revolting landlord. As she (Cate Rogers, possibly Miss Wainberg from South Australia, then Gunnedah, then QLD?). Cate was coming around to my place to do work on the house, frequently, actually, she was a total nuisance, leaving a mess, telling me wrong days and times, demanding I help her, and move my furniture to accommodate her wishes and whims of what she wanted to do around the place. She was and is completely disrespectful. The next thing she wanted to do was paint the house. I got back to her and said I do not wish for her to paint the house, because it would involve me moving my furniture and ferns, - a huge job, I was not up for it (sore arms), and this was something she would expect me to do by myself. Plus, I know, she would not have cleaned up herself either, and left a huge mess - she’s a very selfish person. Plus, I felt it didn’t need to be done, it was only 6yrs old. And then she emailed me back, asking me to leave, with bullshit accusations of tenancy breach, (there were still eight months on the lease). STUPID. She later got back to me and said she has a buyer for the house (AS IF). Do you see the kind of bullshit I have to put up with as a renter; fuck landlords, they are so greedy and dishonest – ALL OF THEM. {a little birdy told me it was Helen Elder next door, who found out my rent price (medalling manipulative bitch), and got back to Cate and said, ‘you should be charging more rent’, and so then Cate has got all ‘bimbodog psyched ’ up about it, and decide to kick me out as she could not put the rent up for another 8mnths. Anyway, then on my blog before, I had, initially, just a photo of my ferns, without the images of the emails, to say - I want to show the difference of what my blog would be like, if I didn’t have the problems of not owning my own home; Nice picture of ferns, vs, picture accompanied by many many swearing negative arshole situations that I am in. And I believe all the theft‘s and harassment also exist, because I am not a home owner. I mean I can’t say for certain, but I’m fairly sure at Rangari, if that had been my land, my farm. I wouldn’t have had people coming on it, and stealing from me. (?) Ofcourse when I wrote this, I failed to see how that incident when I was 18, and refused Austudy, by stupid cunts at Centrelink, would affect my social standing in Sydney “she’s so rich she cannot get Austudy”. As if. This is main reason, I believe, why I have not yet got sick – teach those stupid cunts a lesson. And this is why I state on my blog; I insist that parents, if they can’t afford to buy their kids a home when they turn 18, then don’t have kids, because it’s actually not worth it - it’s the difference between living life to its fullest with joy and passion, and enjoying all what planet earth has to offer, or having a fucked life, consisting of being victimized continuously in the form of harassment, stealing and being forced to constantly move on. 28. Notice to leave, 2nd image above This notice to leave photo was stolen off this website - I had to re add it - There seems to be some computer nerd idiot who is removing my life story photos on a daily basis - I have to constantly re upload many photo stories. Also, by the way, I have a majorly collapsed arch, sometimes known as plantar fasciitis. It happened in 2017, it was not diagnosed until late 2019, and as a result, I was making it continuously worse that whole time, walking on the offending boot that had a slight hole in it, and as a result, majorly damaging my foot. I am still unable to walk on it today five years later. I put in for disability pension, I was rejected, whether I did not provide the right documents is still in question, I have resubmitted. But my landlord (similar age to me) receives a pension, and she doesn’t have anything wrong with her at all. But she has a 13-year-old son, and so they gave it to her for that reason, technically they’re not allowed to do that, and I wouldn’t really care, except the fact that they rejected me and I can’t walk. It seems you have to be blonde and pretty to get a pension in this country. BTW, she went through with Qcat, and the judge told her very politely – BUGGER OFF YOU NUISANCE LANDLORD. So, I get to stay till lease ends with bitch landlord, how lucky I am…. My landlord still refuses to fix the bathroom. I have a video of the Qcat hearing, I have not put it here, as it was over in 30 seconds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarm bells, the first one being that the judge was female, and looked like my landlord – same hair, same height, same weight, same complexion, same age too. Plus, it’s unusual, still, in today’s Australian climate for a female judge - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. Also, it was 6th Jan. I do not believe court was back in session so soon after New Year? Also, I’m fairly certain, 99% certain, I saw that woman who said she was the judge (judge McGarvey, so I was advised) working at the Courier depot in Bundaberg who took my large parcel and overcharged me by $30, in affect stealing from me by $30. I saw her elsewhere too in Bundaberg. Following me? Possible old NEGS girl? Also, my landlord didn’t stand a chance of winning. Her reasons were bogus, she had no chance of winning at all. And lastly, I suspect the girls who work at Bundaberg court, had something to do with it - they were ‘egging’ my landlord into opening a Qcat dispute to waste my time, and make money for them; as they get paid, even if the case is thrown out, such as this one. So, I had to take all that time to prepare anyway, in case it was not thrown out. DOGS, I will not forgive you, so you better start praying. Btw, no wonder the court system is still male dominated, with this kind of shenanigans. So dodgy, so dishonest. That’s what makes the whole of the female species look pathetic. Blonde’s will be blondes. You know, this is a common thing about rich cocky women, like that of one who works in a courthouse, or a landlord….; is that they love feeling superior, they like to think that the person standing next to them has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and thus they feel they can treat them disrespectfully. I kid you not, this is the thought process that goes through their stupid heads. Newsflash, this is how stupid women think. Anyone with a brain, would not only be academically intelligent, but they would be ‘emotionally’ and ‘intuitive’ intelligent, and thus have compassion and empathy, and not fall prey to such unsophisticated attitude. I do speak to a lot of smart people, and this is how they think – it has naught to do with money. I should mention part of my landlords bogus claims to try and end my lease was this Blog, she wanted the court to force me to delete it (take it down), she tried to somehow relate it to my lease, which ofcourse she does not get a say in my Blog. (Do you see her big ego, her arrogance? - I sure as hell do.) Especially as the main reason she wanted it down was because she was EXPOSED in all her thieving blonde bimbo glory, as was the whole Kookaburra park here, and the people in it who steal from me. EXPOSE! – READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE REAL NEWS! Least the judge told her where to go. 29. DOGS – the Government big secret in Australia I am trying to think back to when I was 18 and visited that Centrelink to apply for Austudy, (and was refused due to counter girl being a cunt dog). I have decided, I must have spoken to a ‘dog’ who was pretending to work there, and not actually proper staff. I say this because, I known, in MANY other situations over the years, say, for example, a shop owner, puts a ‘dog’ in to talk to me, and usually, eventually after not getting anywhere with stupid ‘dog’, the owner steps in. Only back when I was 18, how the hell was I to know about ‘dogs’, how was I meant to know that Centrelink put ‘dogs’ at their counter? How was I to know they did this incredible STUPID thing? There was no mention of this in my family, there was no mention of this factor at school. What the hell! Are you living in UNREAL world parents and teachers?? I remember now, there were dogs at Melbourne Centrelink, and Coffs harbour Centrelink too. Must be a big hang out spot for dogs. So, it seems back then too when I was 18, there was some strange woman (who probably does not work for Centrelink) who was following me around? with, it seems the whole point being to sabotage me. Or maybe she just hung out a Centrelink office, to try to send Aus study recipients away empty handed (liberals were in power back then, I remember – is this tactic to save money, by stealing from entitled young 18 yr olds?? Dam liberals, labour would never do such a thing. So, Centrelink staff allows ‘dogs’ to go behind the counter and serve me, when they don’t actually work for Centrelink, and have NO IDEA about anything as they are stupid ‘dogs’. This country is FUCKED for doing this. Aiding and abetting stupid dogs. I mean, am I meant to ask the girl behind the counter at every shop/place, I go to “Are you a stupid dog, or do you actually work here?” It comes down to the fact that the people who work at Centrelink are cunts for allowing ‘dogs’ to deal with customers, and not proper staff. I hope you get cancer, die, and burn in hell you stupid staff and dogs. You know this blog is living proof about how stupid the dogs are. Proof they get things wrong and mess up ALL THE TIME. Proof about how hopping mad this country is. Proof that people ought not to be talking to futile dogs, there is no place for them in the work place. People need to be talking to me to obtain all the proper facts. No wonder I have so many stories that go missing, and get deleted; what’s the matter? - don’t you want anybody to know about the ‘infuriating dogs’? Or about how WRONG the dogs are, all the time. {at least ¾ of them belong in jail}. 30. Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Female Hero problems in Australia I recall saying in my “Things I wish was told when I was 18” photo story, (p1 on https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog ), about how when you’re 18 or so, sometimes tragic situations seem so bad, but later when you’re older looking back, you can see how it wasn’t really that bad compared to how bad things can be. So, I just want to add further to that, maybe a young adult may think, well if my problems aren’t that bad, yet I’m feeling so bad right now, perhaps I should just kill myself, because it’ll just get worse; I would like to say; well, no, feeling bad is a phase EVERYONE goes through, you eventually learn how to deal with your emotions, how to deal with deep emotions, and how to handle life. So, wait it out and hang on in there. BUT the reason I mention this, is because they have advised me; young people apparently commit suicide, and that’s part of the reason, so they tell me, why they don’t tell kids at school, what life is really like, because it would be too scary, and they might kill themselves! (Some people are totally warped). And I say apparently, because I’ve never known anyone to commit suicide, and I’ve never known anyone who has known anyone who committed suicide. AND, I do know how people like to jump on a bandwagon, and a personal mission to save all the so-called destitute young people who want to commit suicide. There seems to be a major hero complex going on (particularly amongst women). Actually, I’d go one step further, and say this is way more of a mental health problem, than the problem of people committing suicide - in my experience. In fact, A HUGE PROBLEM. I know other people can see it too, and so they themselves go on personal missions to be ‘antiheroes’, especially towards anyone who may have had help from someone who they perceive as a helpful hero type person (I am not going to give any examples, or name anyone – but I could, heaps) – btw, those antihero people are completely stupid. Now, I personally feel like it’s normal for a rational young person to have thoughts of “my life has no meaning, what’s the point, maybe I should kill myself” - this is a normal process for a young person to go through, their life probably doesn’t have any meaning at that point, their career hasn’t begun, they may not have met anyone to love or lost their school friends, they may not have developed any passions or interests yet, and most likely, they have everyone trying to control them and tell them what to do, when, they can now see or definatly feel, the inbalance of power that is going on. When I was at school, I recall this issue of powerplay wasn’t even a topic of concern at all, it’s like everybody has to shut up and do what the teacher says or else they get in trouble. A young person really didn’t have much power at all. So, aside from maybe committing suicide, this powerplay is probably a fundamental reason of why young people take to drugs {it’s not because their lives are shitty, or their just young and stupid}, they have to somehow deal with over controlling behaviour that has been going on in their life by power tripping people {aggressively so, or passive aggressively so) A lot of parents don’t even know that they’re being overcontrolling (I have termed it Nazi) It’s like they get into a habit when that child is young “go and brush your teeth”, “go and clean your room”, “go and do your homework”, they develop a taste of controlling behaviour, after a few years, they can’t stand back and see the big picture. Same as when a parent smacks a child, they can’t see this behaviour is wrong, they feel it is justified as the child was naughty – but I assure you, if someone else hit their child in the exact same situation, they would then be able to see clearly the injustice of the act. Big picture. In my experience you can’t just say “NO” to a child, you have to take the time to explain why, so they understand that you are not being ‘nazi’. Btw, this is the same way that people can fall into Negative Nancys category, and not realise it. like whenever the child says something the adult will immediately say, well that’s wrong. When really, they have to tackle each conversation not with a “your wrong and I’m right” situation; creativity has to be applied. It’s definitely not a sign of mental illness to have suicidal thoughts if you’re a young person, in my opinion, it’s very pragmatic and logical. But I guess it has been up to parents and teachers to imply along the way, before they reach teen years, that these issues will come, so be prepared – its up to them to equip a child with skills to deal with negative issues. (and of course NOT give false hope – only a bimbo would do that – bimbo men do that a lot too, I have noted. If a young person does commit suicide, you can be assured their parents and teachers HAVE FAILED them in their duty of care, in my opinion. So, that’s why I say, hang on in there, just a phase that practical common-sense people experience (and not necessarily when they are young – I believe if you are in a workplace where you work hard, but get ignored by your boss, or treated like crap by co-workers, and boss, general disrespect, and others taking credit for your work, - this would lead to suicide thoughts, especially if you’re not fully self-assured and confident. In fact this would be a perfectly healthy and normal reaction to that toxic environment – if you did not have any negative thoughts about the situation, then that would be the real worry. Or maybe you can’t see the big picture, and see everybody treating you like crap, so are left despondent, not really sure why. It is only if you have ‘emotionally close’ others in your life, who can point out to you how crap your co-workers are, that you can get about rectifying the situation. So, you can see how it’s important for everyone to have a strong sense of self, inner self assurance, and confidence. And that only comes from a stable loving environment growing up, and also being encouraged to win at something, so one knows that sense of achievement and self-worth. If you’re lacking in self-confidence, like if you’ve had 9 years of school teachers telling you, you are not good enough, not smart enough. Or you were taught not to fight, and be humble, as a lot of kids are, by misguided parents and over controlling teachers, then I strongly recommend not working in a room full of older women. But anyway, back to the female hero problem, I definitely noticed this amongst mental health workers; they all wanted to tell people they were crazy, so then they could save them. Big problem. It’s all Cat and Mouse game - the inadvertent cat and mouse game that all unenlightened humans play. Explaining this to a young person is probably the most helpful thing you could do. When you see a young person rebelling against a parent it usually would be “stop treating me like a mouse”, related. More about that actually - my observations about adulthood and friendships in life particularly, for a woman, is quite different from what they were at school. When at school, women have lots of friends, and everyone hangs out together, there’s a lot of chitchat and laughter. However, after you leave school, over those first formative years, the dynamics change. Sooner or later most women become the enemy - this is what I have noticed, not just with me, but other women too. I mean, I don’t feel like I perceive women as the enemy, as in, I very rarely get threatened by someone, even when they’re trying to threaten me, I just have a low opinion of most women because ¼ of them are still ‘sleeping beauties’, and a whole heap more fall into the ‘stupid bitch’ category. Wanting to try to control another women is “sleeping beauty” “little girl” “lack of respect” related (which I personally believe is related to food, and a lack of nutrients in the womb, those women are brain incapable of grasping how to be respectful, they can’t but help, to try, to control others). My encounters of women, most of them, are fairly bitchy, they are threatened by anyone who has more money than them, has a better job than them, who looks better than them, who dresses better than them, has a nicer jewellery, a better man than them, and most importantly, annoyed by me, when they cannot dominate me; a real problem amongst women who cross my path. As you get older and wiser you see that friendships and relationships, a lot of them are based on the ‘cat and mouse’ game, as in, one person inadvertently ending up dominating and controlling the other, and often people are fooled into thinking that it’s love, and or friendship, when really, they’re only happy because they have somebody else to control. Their relationship with that person is a ‘power trip’, and it’s not about love at all, love doesn’t come into it. It’s all selfish ignorant greed, actually. I have really observed this and noted, that it happens a lot. As an extreme example, imagine if you had a butler, someone at your beck and call, how good would that be, wouldn’t it? Be so fun having that person around. When they leave, what a tragedy, you really liked that Butler, in fact you loved that butler, it’s the same thing, only the “mouse” of the relationship falls into the butler category. And I’m not just talking about a married couple or partners. I’m really talking about a lot of relationships that form through business, boss/employee, landlord/tenant, sports companions, other activities that people do - it’s not restricted to lovers. Everybody wants to be the “cat” in the end, everybody wants to rule the world, famous song, and I often find unless you’re happy to go along being manipulated and controlled, and play the “mouse” then, actually, it is better to limit your relationships. That’s my experience, anyway, I am far happier not having to constantly fend off people, who want to dominate me, it’s tiring – and highly offensive. A bit of a case of who needs enemies with friends like these. I think it would be helpful, if this was made clear to a young person, because there is a lot of stigma about having friends and being popular, especially now with Facebook and the whole “friend me” factor, whereas, really, maybe for a more healthy mental mindset, it may be better if you didn’t have so many friends, particularly the typical female bitchy type, and it’s normal actually, as an adult, especially when you’re even older, not to have too many friends, but just family who are close, or people you deem as your family, or none is perfectly normal and okay as well. But I’ve met plenty of women who have been very helpful, and nice, who I didn’t feel were suffering from a hero complex. So, you know, don’t be afraid to help someone out, don’t be afraid of being accused hero! Like; police and speeding tickets, an area where there is definatly a hero problem “oh, well, we are going to save your life”, that’s why we had to give you a $500 fine for doing 70 in a 60 zone…. I think that’s also why my aunt accused me of being on drugs – Heroin, like she wanted to save me. FULLY SICK (and of course, NOT, on drugs) Possibly not restricted to woman, like I mentioned numerous times on my blog, how I have people who follow me around whenever I go, and sometimes I am harassed by trucks, (I never see who drives these trucks, but I assume they are men (although when I went out to the Coal mine, I noted the 2 huge ginormous tip trucks, going up and down the coal pit all day at 50miles an hour, were female drivers). One day when I was over in Tamworth, I was being followed around by a huge semi-trailer truck, and they followed me all the way home from Tamworth -80km (unbeknownst to me). But about 4km before I reached the farm, I got a flat tyre, (about 7pm, dark) so I was stopped by the side of the road, and this truck, who I am positive, had followed me all the way back from Tamworth, out onto this very quiet country road, he or she, just completely drove past me. Like I was out in the middle of nowhere, it was pitch black, he or she would have easily seen that I had a flat, but just kept driving straight past. (After following me all that way, and wasting all their time) I mean, does it get any more arsehole than that? I don’t think so. Whoever that truck driver is, -I have no idea who it is, and I certainly don’t want to know such a person - that truck driver is an idiot and certainly barking up the wrong tree; “we have nothing in common I can assure you”. But he/she should be totally ashamed of themselves, and that dysfunctional need to play the “antihero”. I am not your psychiatrist truck; I don’t want to have to work out your dysfunctional mental problems. Take responsibility, stop expecting young women to be responsible for your mental health. {Once at the tip I spoke to a semitruck driver briefly who just happened to be there, like 2m away from where I pulled into, and once a semi-truck courier delivered a sofa bed all the way out to me at Rangari, from QLD, - usually couriers drop off at the local depot, but this one brought it all the way out to the farm, we spoke a little bit too, maybe one of them interpreted my brief chit chat as an invitation to stalk me and be an arshole? Maybe it was the same semi-truck driver, I can’t remember. Who knows? Unfortunately, I did later recall, a certain someone‘s dad committed suicide, that guy, said it was financially related. (Talk to your family about budgets.) But that person was from the TV industry. In my opinion, the real reason why anyone would commit suicide, is for one reason, and one reason only, and that’s because the standard of low income housing in Australia is crap. (my current rental atm, is a hotel room – not even a converted hotel to home, A HOTEL ROOM. Actually 2 rooms, and this is very common in touristy QLD and outdated and dilapidated hotel/motels). Don’t worry, I’ll try not to kill myself. I want to further add to that; next door from me, down a little bit, is a woman and her teenage daughter. I believe some of the units are also even smaller than mine, so possibly theirs too? This QLD government ought to be totally ashamed of themselves. What ? are you trying to be the antihero? Plus there are heaps of hotels being rented as units in QLD. They’re not designed to be people‘s homes. There needs to be urgent laws brought into place; either. They make them bigger to accommodate permanent, comfortable living, or they put a cap on the rent to $100 a week for permanent living in hotel/motel accommodation RIGHT NOW. The government is letting greedy landlords get away with extreme profits. It is disgusting. 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