I got a sudden onset very heavy flu some hours ago and am now in misery, eyes burning, throat swollen, head throbbing, and fever.
I just returned (day before yesterday) to my New York City apartment, after 3.5 plus years of being what I would call adrift, after the 2020 New York City Covid diaspora. I was trying to make the best of it. But my heart wasn’t in it.
I’m being harassed through my phone and email—Entities pretending to be people I know. Just now, after midnight, somebody called and texted pretending to be the landlord, with the exact amount of my rent due. (It’s not my landlord—my landlord would never call me at this hour.) Call the number? Block it?
Last week they pretended to be my father’s dear friend Ralph Perfetto, who I did not realize had passed away, until my sister Bibi gave me his real number. I had a moment of being so happy believing I was going to get to talk to Ralph. The voice I heard on the phone was muddled, deceptive, and kept saying: “Can you hear me?”
I also get messages on my screen saying: “Somebody is downloading files from you. Is it you?”
There are so many things I have kept from you, lately.
We are all prey, all of us.
Some days, we try to forget.
I’m praying for your protection and healing.
Celia you're over the target. sounds like a EMF attack.
can you get TF out? nyc is the worst place to be right now. "smoke" from the "wildfires" was just the beginning.
are you really up for tinfoiling/insulating walls and ceiling? can you get somebody to go up to harlem or swing down to chinatown and pick you up a burner phone? $100 + $25/mo plan at the place on 116th east of ACP or corner of forsyth and grand.
Praying for you.