Aum Gung
Ganapathaye Namah
Namo tassa bhagavato arahato samma-sambuddhassa
Homage to The Blessed One, Accomplished and
Fully Enlightened
In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most
Merciful
Test Diary
A Collection of Articles, Notes and References
Chapter 21
(September –
October 2005)
(Revised: Saturday,
July 19, 2008)
By
A False Priest
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By any other name would smell as sweet.
- William Shakespeare
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8 "... Freely you received, freely give”.
-
Matthew 10:8 :: New American Standard Bible (NASB)
The attempt to make God just in the eyes of sinful men will always
lead to error.
- Pastor William L. Brown.
1 “But mark this: There
will be terrible times in the last days.
2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their
parents, ungrateful, unholy,
3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good,
4 treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather
than lovers of God—
5 having a form of
godliness but denying its
power. Have nothing to do with them.
6 They are the kind who worm their way into homes and gain control over weak-willed women, who are loaded down with sins and are swayed by all
kinds of evil desires,
7 always
learning but never able
to acknowledge the truth.
8 Just as Jannes and Jambres opposed Moses,
so also these men oppose the
truth--men of
depraved minds, who, as far as
the faith is concerned, are rejected.
9 But they will not get very far because, as in the case of those
men, their folly
will be clear to everyone.”
- 2 Timothy 3:1-9 ::
New International Version (NIV)
The right to be left alone – the most comprehensive of rights, and the right most valued by a free people
- Justice Louis Brandeis, Olmstead v.
15 I know thy works, that
thou art neither cold nor hot: I would
thou wert cold or hot.
16 So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my
mouth.
- Revelation 3:15-16 :: King James Version (KJV)
6 As he saith also
in another place, Thou art a priest for
ever after the order of Melchisedec.
-
Hebrews 5:6 :: King James Version (KJV)
3 Without father, without mother, without descent, having neither beginning of days, nor end of life; but made like unto the Son of God; abideth a priest continually.
- Hebrews 7:3 :: King James Version (KJV)
Therefore, I say:
Know your
enemy and know yourself;
in a
hundred battles, you will never be defeated.
When you
are ignorant of the enemy but know yourself,
your
chances of winning or losing are equal.
If ignorant both of your
enemy and of yourself,
you are sure to be
defeated in every battle.
-- Sun Tzu, The Art of War, c. 500bc
There are two ends not to
be served by a wanderer. What are these two? The pursuit of desires and of the pleasure which springs from desire,
which is base, common, leading to rebirth, ignoble, and unprofitable; and the pursuit of pain and
hardship, which is grievous, ignoble, and unprofitable.
- The Blessed One, Lord Buddha
3 Neither let the son of
the stranger, that hath joined himself to
the LORD, speak, saying, The LORD hath utterly separated me from his people: neither let the eunuch say, Behold, I am a dry tree.
- Isaiah 56:3 :: King James Version
(KJV)
21
But this kind does not go out
except by
prayer and fasting.
- Matthew
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I receive numerous letters of pathetic tales of dissipated, lost youth. The recent trend in the increase of vulgar, cheap and aphrodisiac literature and obscene films, both Indian and Western, had added to the miseries of misguided youth. Loss of the vital energy creates great fear in their mind. The body becomes weak, memory fails, the face becomes ugly and the young man is not able to remedy his pitiable condition due to shame. But there is no cause for despair. Even if a few of the hints in the following pages are observed, he will develop the correct attitude to life and will lead a disciplined spiritual life and ultimately attain supreme bliss.
Difference
between physiological pollution and pathological pollution
Spermatorrhoea is involuntary seminal discharge. Nocturnal discharge, night pollution, Svapna-Dosha, wet dream are all synonymous terms. Ayurvedic doctors call this disease Sukra-Megha. This is due to the evil habits in youth. In severe cases, discharges occur in daytime also. The patient passes semen along with urine during micturition. If there is occasional discharge, you need not be alarmed a bit. This may be due to heat in the body, or the pressure of loaded bowels or bladder on the seminal bags. This is not a pathological condition.
Night pollution is of two kinds, namely, physiological
pollution and pathological pollution. In
physiological pollution, you will be refreshed. You should not be afraid
of this act. You should not mind if the discharge
of semen is very occasional. You need not worry about it. This is also a slight
flushing of the apparatus or a periodical cleansing through a slight overflow
from the reservoir in which the semen is stored up. This act may not be
attended with evil thoughts. The person may not be aware of the act during the
night. Whereas, in pathological pollution,
the act is accompanied by sexual thoughts. Depression follows. There is
irritability, languishment, laziness, inability to work and concentrate.
Occasional discharges are of no consequence, but frequent nocturnal pollutions
cause depression of spirits, debility, dyspepsia, low
spirits, loss
of memory, severe pain in the back,
headache, burning of the eyes, drowsiness and burning sensation at urination or during the flow of
semen. The semen becomes very thin.
Causes
and consequences
Wet dreams and spermatorrhoea may be due to various causes like constipation, a loaded stomach, irritation-producing or wind-producing food, impure thoughts and long self-abuse done in ignorance.
Seminal weakness, nocturnal emissions, lascivious dreams and all other effects of an immoral life will surely lead one to a miserable state of living if not checked by proper medicines. But these medicines cannot produce a permanent cure. One can get temporary relief during the time one takes the medicine. Even doctors of the West admit that such medicines cannot effect a permanent cure. The moment the medicine is discontinued, the patient will find his disease all the worse. In some cases, the patient becomes impotent by the use of drugs. The only effective permanent cure can be had through the system of ancient Yoga. Nasti Yogat Param Balam. There is no strength higher than that of Yoga. The different methods given in this book will enable you to get success if practiced regularly.
(Reference: Swami Sivananda. (1997) Practice
of Brahmacharya. (WWW Edition) Himalayas,
Test Diary
September 2005
Enter
all internet surfing details
Enter
all emission details
Enter
main events noted in the 2005 calendar
TO CONTINUE
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Friday, September 02, 2005
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Friday, September 09, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Friday, September 16, 2005
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Emission Low
– a trace
How do you feel? Not very
tired
The Devil’s attack...
Around 0715 a.m. ...the man still in
deep sleep...
An erotic dream appears...
A beautiful voluptuous white
woman...talking to the man...the man raises her undergarments up...
She was naked underneath...
Why not take a souvenir?...
The man pulls out a couple of her
pubic hair surrounding her hole...
Why not more?...
This time he tries to pull out a bunch
of her pubic hairs out...but can’t...it slips...
Why not cut a bunch out, using
scissors...
The little one is already flexed up
ready to go...
The tears are about to flow out...
Suddenly the man regains his
composure...comes back to his senses...holds his
breath...to stop the leakage...he barely succeeds...
The man sits up...feels the little
one...caresses him...looking for any tears...yes...a little...a slight trace of
it...sticky...
Yes...a small emission occurred...
From where this strange dream came, I
don’t know...nor was I in control of myself...
The moment the little one flexed its
muscle...about to cry...voices from far away...noting the penis
enlargement...from the Australian woman stalker,...the cabaret dancer,...three
or four other new voices were also heard...of young local women monitoring
separately...from far away distances...as if all of them are zooming onto the
stalking victim’s penis¹...all night long...to see when the drooping...small
piece of boneless meat...transform...into a full fledged banana...
The little one droops back to sleep...
After a few minutes, without any
help...it again becomes stout...on its own...and then droops back to sleep
again...
The second enlargement also gets noted
by the stalking women...
It was an ejaculation...
- A foreign white
man...
A voice from far away...the mind notes
down...
¹ It doesn’t matter even if you are
fully clothed and covered with a thick blanket.
They can still zoom through...
Written around 0830 p.m. Thursday,
September 22, 2005
Revised around 1209 p.m. Tuesday, August
15, 2006
Kant had come at last to the end of his
philosophical quest.
He had sought for God and he had discovered
(Reference: Henry Thomas
and Dana Lee Thomas.(1959) Living Biographies of Great
Philosophers.
It had been a long time now...the
stalking continues as it was noted before...They zoom in and
listen...watch...audio-visual surveillance...
Whenever I go to the bathroom, they also
follow zooming in...watching...brushing
teeth...urinating...defecating...taking shower...naked...
Whenever I write something...they zoom
in...reading whatever I write...commenting on what I
have written with pen and paper...
Whenever I read something...books,
newspapers etc,...I have the habit of underlining
important points which I feel interesting...the stalkers and their accomplices
zoom in...reading those highlighted points...and then
they discuss amongst them...looking for subtle meanings...
Whatever letter I receive...they zoom in
looking for who and where the letter came from...
When the letter is opened to read...they
also read along with...zooming onto the contents of the letter...commenting
amongst themselves...
Whenever I use the computer from a
nearby internet café...surfs the internet...reads my private emails...they also
zooms in...reading my emails...cyberstalking...
(In mid January 2005, my brother took
our home computer to
The voice of the Australian woman stalker
is still there...frequently talking to the Trivandrum
stalking group...so she is continuing her audio visual surveillance...as
before...
Written around 0850 p.m. Thursday,
September 22, 2005
Revised around 1215 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
Friday, September 23, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
September 2005
The man in deep sleep...suddenly wakes
up...sometime past midnight...hears a soft murmuring...voices from far away...
I love you...I want to love you...
The same phrase being repeated and
repeated again and again...the voice of the cabaret dancer...with supporting
voices from the old woman and the medical representative...
The process repeats night after night...
I have repeatedly mentioned in my
writings that satellite based zooming spy devices can be used covertly for
brain-washing...to access the victim’s sub-conscious mind...
Over a long duration of usage...subtle
messages can be ‘injected’ into the victim’s brain...to create a slow mental
transformation...with or without the knowledge of the victim...
In my case, I don’t have any power to
stop this onslaught into my privacy...they are forcibly and covertly trying to
change my way of life...to become a slave of their selfish interests...to
become a toy of their carnal pleasures...
Written around 0840 p.m. Friday,
September 23, 2005
Revised around 1216 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
September 2005
You are...tired...you ought to take some
rest...
-
The Australian woman stalker advising the cabaret dancer...
That means,
the cabaret dancer is monitoring the stalking victim day and night...with
little physical rest to her body...
The above advice supports what the
stalking victim dreadfully fears...the covert brain-washing going on when the
stalking victim sleeps...the cabaret dancer and her accomplices stay back awake
late into the night...feeding or murmuring subtle messages using the satellite
based zooming spy devices...forcibly into the stalking victim’s sub-conscious
mind...so that slowly he develop favorable thoughts...love...for the stalking
woman...
Written around 0850 p.m. Friday,
September 23, 2005
Revised around 1218 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
September 2005
Even if he goes to any country...we can
still monitor him...using these spy devices...
-
The medical representative...
Written around 1250 p.m. Sunday,
September 25, 2005
Revised around 1130 a.m. Monday, July
31, 2006
January 2005 – February 2005
On January 13, 2005, I left
From January 17, 2005 to February 02, 2005,
I worked with an Indonesian company as Business Development officer.
I found the job monotonous and
boring. So I resigned the job and left
for
Written around 0100 p.m. Sunday,
September 25, 2005
Revised around 1219 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
Monday, September 26, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
It is not coming out...however hard we
try...talking and talking...
-
The cabaret dancer...
When the stalking victim sleeps, the
cabaret dancer with her accomplices talk on various erotic subjects...based on
the assumption that the zooming spy devices help to access the victim’s
sub-conscious mind...to somehow cause an erection of the victim’s penis...and
then emission...
Written around 1250 p.m. Tuesday,
September 27, 2005
Revised around 1220 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
September 2005
If only he listen to what I say...
-
The cabaret dancer...
The woman refers to the daily
nocturnal murmurings of “I want to love you...”, “I love you...” etc...slowly trying to impress the stalking victim of her
obsession towards him...
Written around 0120 p.m. Tuesday,
September 27, 2005
Revised around 1220 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
September 2005
It takes a long time...(to
brainwash the stalking victim...)
-
The Australian woman stalker...
Using zooming spy devices...to access the
victim’s subconscious mind...it is a slow and gradual process...to brainwash...
And the stalking women and their
accomplices are willing to wait and wait...try repeatedly and repeatedly...day
after day...night after night...to somehow make the stalking victim fall a
victim to indirect seduction...
Written around 0125 p.m. Tuesday,
September 27, 2005
Revised around 1134 a.m. Monday, July
31, 2006
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Emission Suspect
Amount leaked out Nil, lots of bubbles in urine
How do you feel? Tired
Tantric sex with the
cabaret dancer...
About 1000 a.m. and the man still
asleep...
A thought passes...the cabaret dancer
in the nude...the man caresses her heavy...football-like...breasts...slowly...
Why not insert into her hole...her legs
are bent...spread wide apart...and the man slowly inserts his rod into the
inviting hole...guided in...by her deft fingers...
As the erotic thought passes through
the man’s mind,...by thought echo...the cabaret dancer gets sexually
aroused...far, far away...monitoring the sleeping man...through satellite based
zooming spy devices...
The aroused woman speaks about her
sexual feelings...her surging heat...to the old woman and the medical
representative...
The little one is slowly aroused from
sleep...his eternal slumber...he flexes his muscles...the stalking women and
their accomplices note the stalking victim’s penis enlargement from a far away
distance...zooming in through his undergarments and the covering blanket...
The flexed up little one slowly moves
to and fro...like the dance of a snake...naga...as if
it is emitting...as if shedding tears...
The sleeping man regains his senses
and keeps tabs on the little one...controls his breath...counts the to and fro
movement of the little one...four times...and the little one slowly falls back
to sleep...
The man turns to his side and
continues to sleep...
After half an hour, he wakes up...goes
to the toilet...to urinate...feels his penis area...thighs...by caressing the
skin...for any signs of emission...then passes urine...lots of bubbles in the
urine...
No external emission...
The man washes his hands, feet, and
face...brushes teeth...takes the daily morning Ayurvedic
medicine for Schizophrenia...and then sits for breakfast...
It did not come out...
-
The old woman...
Voice from a far away distance...the
mental noting...the old woman confirms the man’s self check for emission...for
the old woman had zoomed in...checking for
moisture...surrounding the man’s penis...when the little one was dancing to and
fro...like a cabaret dancer...in the nude...
I had always thought that emission
occurs when the penis moves to and fro in a pumping motion...but here from
experience, I learn that emission need not occur externally...if adequate
self-control is maintained, in the event of the Devil’s attack...
It is something like the sword and the
scabbard which covers the sword...the penis having a protective covering...it
doesn’t emit...even if induced to emit...and is already flexed up to emit...
Written around 0735 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 1228 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
Though there wasn’t an external
emission, following the tantric sex visualization,
the man had a severe headache...pain in both his eyes...and an overall body
tiredness was also noted until the evening of Wednesday, September 28, 2005...
Written around 0745 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 0122 a.m. Tuesday,
August 01, 2006
Christ is seen as a corn god, a fertility deity who must be sacrificed at
Midsummer. Robert Briffault, Robert Graves and J.G. Frazer have written
in detail of this myth. In
Himself
bending over powerful and new like dawn.
He crouched to her, and he felt
the blaze of his manhood, his power rise up in his loins, magnificent.
'I am risen!'
Magnificent, blazing
indomitable in the depths of his loins, his own sun dawned and sent its fire
running along his limbs, so that his face shone unconsciously.
He untied the string on the
linen tunic, and slipped the garment down, till he saw the white glow of her
white-gold breasts. And he touched them, and he felt his life go molten. -
Father! he said, - why did you hide this from me? - And he touched her with the poignancy of wonder, he said. -This is beyond prayer. - It was deep, interfold warmth, warmth
living and penetrable, the woman, the heart of the rose![6]
Reference: Cresmolawrescape
http://www.crescentmoon.org.uk/cresmolawrescape
M.K. Pace on D.H.
Lawrence's The Escaped Cock [Extract from D.H. Lawrence: Infinite Sensual Violence, Crescent Moon,
1994]
Around 0130 p.m. ...the man sitting
cross-legged...meditating...tantric sex
visualizations...the little one flexes its muscles...slowly moves side to
side...the dance of the naked cabaret dancer...as the flexing continues...
The man is fully clothed...a blanket
also covers the cross-legged legs and the hips...
See...the penis enlarging...moving...
-
The cabaret dancer points out to an accomplice...from a far away
distance...zooming through the undergarments...the thick covering
blanket...noting the penis of the stalking victim...
Written around 0740 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 1229 p.m. Tuesday,
August 15, 2006
Thursday, September 29, 2006
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
If he doesn’t marry...it is all
right...but this type of writing...of sex visualizations...it tarnishes the
self-image of the girl...who will marry her?...
-
The old woman in anger and disgust...
Did I invite the cabaret dancer to be
my penis monitor? Did I??...
I am a stranger. Why should a woman monitor my penis day and
night stealthily...’secretly’...from a far away distance...using satellite
based zooming spy devices...
In the first place, who bought her
these advanced spying devices...moreover, the old woman and the medical
representative encourages the cabaret dancer to monitor day and night...
It is their mistake...to
intrude...interfere into the private matters of others...
I write what I feel as writing...
Written around 0750 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 1010 p.m. Saturday,
July 19, 2008
Did you see...properly...
-
The cabaret dancer to the old woman and the medical representative and some
other accomplices...showing the old mother of the stalking victim...taking
shower in the nude...
What sort of son am I?? The privacy of my old mother...well over
fifty years old...is being violated day after day...night after night...Knowing
this ongoing violation, I am helpless to do anything to stop this voyeurism...
If they wanted to sexually harass me,
I can suffer...but why should my old mother face the voyeurism?...She doesn’t
know what is going on...she doesn’t know that these peeping toms are violating
her daily...not only her, my old father is also not spared...
Is this a sort of settling scores with
me?...for not succumbing to their sexual
harassment...forcibly monitoring whoever loves me...even my old parents...
Written around 0800 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 1156 p.m. Friday,
August 18, 2006
I thought...he will love...start to love
me...by monitoring him...day and night...
-
The cabaret dancer to a query from a young woman on why she commenced this
strange form of surveillance...
I only know, from the past six years
of surveillance of this woman...violating the privacy of my family...that I
should never deal with this woman physically under any circumstances...
My family and I suffered a lot due to
this ongoing surveillance...
Whatever this woman...as well as the
Australian woman stalker...does, a gentleman should never deal physically with
them...
Both women...with questionable sexual
history...preach a strange sort of love...of lust...a temporary obsession...of use
and throw away...That is it...Only men with like-minded promiscuous sexual
nature will deal with these type of female sex
predators...period...
Written around 0805 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
He doesn’t want it to be sucked...
-
The old woman...
Yes, I don’t want my penis to be
sucked by her daughter, an expert in the art of sucking...
Thank you...
Written around 0810 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 1017 a.m. Wednesday,
August 23, 2006
Ha...ha...ha...he made it so small...(doesn’t raise it up...)
-
The old woman...zooming into the bathroom...noting the nude stalking victim
about to take shower...commenting on the smallness of his little one...
Written around 0810 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
September 2005
Early morning around 0430 a.m....
The man wakes up from deep sleep...he
gets up and goes to the toilet to urinate...
Raises up the dhoti...the
undergarment...and starts urinating...
See...how large it is...
-
The cabaret dancer comments to her accomplices...
A urine filled penis...how will it
look??...
Any man knows...it will be thick and
stout...about to burst into tears of urine...and cry...
So what is wrong there?...
And this woman voyeur spends sleepless
nights as my penis monitor!...
Written around 0815 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 0011 a.m. Saturday,
August 19, 2006
He is dreaming...of little children...
-
The cabaret dancer to her accomplices...
Early morning around 0600 a.m.
Thursday, September 29, 2005...a dream passes through the sleeping stalking
victim’s mind...
Through thought echo...the same dream
also imposes upon the mind of the cabaret dancer...the old woman and the
medical representative cross checks the thought echo...
Written around 0820 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
You have to be careful...he might beat
you...
-
The Australian woman stalker advising the cabaret dancer...on the level of
ongoing 24x7 audio visual surveillance...being carried on ‘secretly’ for nearly
six years now...from a far away safe distance...
Written around 0825 p.m. Thursday,
September 29, 2005
Revised around 0015 a.m. Saturday,
August 19, 2006
Friday, September 30, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
Around 0130
p.m.
The man walks to the front gate...opens
the letter box to check for any surface mails...two letters there...he takes
them...glances over from where the letters came from...
Voices from a far away distance...the
mental noting...
Look...look...
-
The nosy old woman to the cabaret dancer...to zoom onto the
letters...to read from where the letters are addressed...
There is no point in
screaming...uttering loud abuses...writing abuses...about these stalkers and
their accomplices...for I have already done all that...
They just ignore the abuses...and
continue violating my privacy day in and day out...leaving me to wonder what
sort of creatures are these sexual predators...who just don’t stop their
interference into other’s personal matters...
Written around 0230 p.m. Friday,
September 30, 2005
Revised around 1023 a.m. Wednesday,
August 23, 2006
TO CONTINUE
October 2005
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
September 2005
All we have to do is...close all
doors...stay inside our room...in our own house...turn on these devices...and
watch...
-
The cabaret dancer...
Written around 0930 a.m. Saturday,
October 01, 2005
September 2005
The man in deep sleep...suddenly wakes
up...around 0700 a.m....
Voices from a far away distance...the
mental noting...
He found out...that we were not
there...(at Repromen Computer Centre...)
-
The medical representative...
Come on...let’s tango...
-
The Australian woman stalker...
Couple of years back, my father once
mentioned that the proprietor of the neighboring institution, Repromen Computer Centre is staying somewhere at Palkulagara, around 2-3 kms away
from my house. Based on the above voices
noted mentally, I believe the cabaret dancer, the old woman, and the medical
representative are zooming in from the safe privacy of their home at Palkulagara.
The Repromen
Computer Centre is next door, in the North side of my house.
Palkulagara is on the
southern direction, 2-3 kms away southward.
What baffles me is 95% of the time,
the voices come from the North side of my house. Only in few instances do the voices come from
the South side.
Also to stage coincidences, the
cabaret dancer has to be close by somewhere NOT 2-3 kms
away. Say, I go to a milk parlor
nearby. To stage a coincidence, the
cabaret dancer has to walk along with or come from the opposite direction of
the road.
For staging such coincidences, I
believe, the trio use the Repromen Computer Centre as
a base-camp during working hours of the institution, Monday to Saturday.
Written around 0945 a.m. Saturday, October
01, 2005
Revised around 0917 a.m. Saturday,
June 24, 2006
Whether the trio is at the computer
centre or at their home, the audio visual surveillance continues round the
clock 24x7 days...all week...all month...all year...
Round the clock surveillance day and
night opens up some questions, to which I don’t have an answer right now:
·
Do they have separate spying equipment installed at their house
and at the computer centre?
·
Is some of the spying equipment portable; so that they can carry
it along with, wherever the trio go in their car – at home, on the way to
computer centre, at computer centre, elsewhere following the stalking victim,
back to home etc.
·
Isn’t it physically tiring to keep on watching through the spy
devices day and night? Don’t they take
rest? Do they take turns in
watching? When one or two watch, the
other takes rest, for example. Sometimes
some other accomplices also keep watch.
·
Don’t they have anything else to do other than spying the stalking
victim? Work, study, reading, taking bath/shower,
urinating, defecating, dressing etc. – for all these activities constitute
normal activities of a person in society – don’t they spent any time for such
personal things?
·
With all these elaborate spying setup, audio visual surveillance
round the clock and the spying now in the sixth year in the city of Thiruvananthapuram, it leaves me to wonder at the
importance they have given to sexually subdue or abuse the stalking victim.
·
To somehow coerce or
force the stalking victim to have a sexual relationship or affair with the
cabaret dancer – a woman with questionable sexual history, a divorcee and a
habitual sucker, one who indulges in oral sex without any remorse with any
willing man...for extra money...
Strange indeed are human beings...for
such characterless men and women are amongst us in society...men and women who
do just anything to achieve any selfish or carnal desire...even if it requires
one to monitor a stranger’s penis...monitor day and night...with no shame at
all for the concerned women...(here in my case, a mother and her daughter are
my penis monitors...)
Written around 1115 a.m. Saturday,
October 01, 2005
Revised around 0921 a.m. Saturday,
June 24, 2006
He is out to destroy us...he is
determined to see our demise...
-
The medical representative to the cabaret dancer and the old woman...
I wonder, if it is the other way
around...
I have only documented my
feelings...my mental noting...
What about the trio?
They are the nosy ones...using high
tech devices day in and day out to poke into my private matters...
Why continue this 24 hour audio-visual
surveillance? Did I ask them to monitor me?
They should have stopped this
surveillance long ago and find something else to do...
I don’t want that sucker...I have
nothing to do with that sucker...
Why are they trying to push that
sucker into my personal life?
And after all these years of
surveillance, they are blaming me for trying to destroy them!!
Written around 1245 p.m. Saturday,
October 01, 2005
Revised around 0943 p.m. Wednesday,
July 19, 2006
1.
Is he looking at those girls...
2.
Is he getting sexually aroused...
3.
Is his penis moving...getting taut...energized...
The theme of voyeurism starts in this
manner...wherever I go...the women stalkers are keen to know answers to the
three main questions...in effect they are checking on the stalking victim’s
mental maturity...
If the answer to 2 and 3 is yes, which
they verify from a far away distance...zooming in...checking breath...checking
the penis...by zooming through pants or undergarments...they infer whether the
man is sexually weak...whether he is easily susceptible to sexual baiting...
If the answer to 2 and 3 is no, then
they infer that the man is sexually strong at that moment of time. They have to wait longer...for some other time...to
check if he is weakened or still strong...
In modern society, there are lots of
things which can weaken or sexually poison or dirty a man’s mind...for example,
watching intimate scenes in a movie, watching pornography, listening to
sexually oriented conversation etc....
So when a man lives in the midst of
modern society...and if he is a celibate...the big question is, can he retain
his celibacy...until tomorrow...until the next day...until the next
week...until the next month...until the next year and so on...the celibate man
is something like a levee which faces day in and day out powerful waves from
the sea...
Emission becomes a vital test for
maintaining mental celibacy...for there is no point in being a celibate
physically, but NOT mentally...there is no point in keeping on leaking energy
while saying one is a celibate...
Thus we have a day to day life...we live
day by day...carefully...keeping tabs on those social influences which can be
harmful to us...physically and mentally...
Written around 0825 p.m. Saturday,
October 01, 2005
Revised around 0946 p.m. Wednesday,
July 19, 2006
Sunday, October 02, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
Around 0700 p.m. Saturday, October 01,
2005
It will be hard to catch him...with all that
he has written in his diary...
-
The medical representative...to the cabaret dancer, and the old woman...zooming
in from a far away distance...
The place: The open fish and vegetable market at Cotton
Hill, around 3-5 kms away from my house...the man,
and his old father are at the market shopping...the trio zoom in
watching...keeping tabs on the stalking victim...
Can’t these nosy people leave me
alone? How many times I wrote in my
writings to be left alone. These people
just don’t care what I say...they want to catch me...as if you are catching
fish with bait...
Written around 1205 p.m. Sunday,
October 02, 2005
Revised around 0948 p.m. Wednesday,
July 19, 2006
To Continue
Monday,
October 03, 2005
Emission Nil
How do you feel?
September 2005
He is a homosexual...
-
The Australian woman stalker needling the stalking victim...
Since 1995 until now, have you
observed using those high tech spy devices...any act of homosexuality...from
the part of the stalking victim...
Just because the woman was not able to
sexually abuse the stalking victim, it is not proper to label an innocent man
as homosexual or gay or whatever...
If one doesn’t deal much with women,
it doesn’t mean he is a homosexual or gay...You don’t call a celibate priest
homosexual or gay, won’t you?...So too for those who live in the midst of
society advocating values like no sex...and celibacy...
Written around 1245 p.m. Wednesday,
October 05, 2005
Revised around 0851 p.m. Wednesday,
November 01, 2006
14:51 And there followed him
a certain young man, having a linen cloth
cast about his
naked body; and
the
young men laid hold on him:
14:52 And he left the linen
cloth, and fled from them naked.
- Mark
14:51-52
September 2005
It will be very interesting...to watch
him...do it...
-
The Australian woman stalker...
It will be very, very
interesting...isn’t...to watch the stalking victim...indulging in sex
acts...after years of celibacy...
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to That Which Is
Undying, and not merely to time alone,” murmured the Sphinx, breaking its muteness at last. “Thou art
eternal, and not merely
of the vanishing flesh. The soul in man cannot be killed, cannot die. It waits, shroud-wrapped,
in thy heart, as I waited,
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