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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Please Help Me

 

We are unheard victims lost beneath their lies.
We are the crumbling ones put on a list to die.
We are rising wounded begging for your aide,
Becoming specks of dust in an evil charade

Until we get the help we need.

Please find the Heart to help me. I am living in my car and am being threatened, stalked by organized stalking groups, attacked with directed energy weapons, effected by something that makes me choke and burns my lungs, and sabotaged each time I try to get a job or continue with my life's work...etc. (This has been happening for too long and is now at a crisis point!) I have no protection from the criminals who are targeting me and my health is not well. Please do what you can to help me, financially. . .so that I can do and obtain the things I need for my own protection. . .and to be able to continue with my aim to help bring public awareness to this holocaust, because (among other things) the mind control technologies that are being used against unaware individuals is indescribably dangerous and needs to be stopped ASAP. Please help me to survive this and continue my work. . .for ALL of us. Please.

I am in desperate need of substantial amounts of financial assistance for my own protection and safety and also hopefully enough for the continuation of my aim to bring world wide public awareness to this Technological Holocaust. Please help me.

Sharon R. Poet
PO Box 383
Mont Vernon, NH 03057

Those who can't financially help me, but want to can periodically buy $2 or $1 lottery tickets for me or send a small amount weekly or take up collections from others. Though I need a lot to get me out of this situation and protect me from further harm, little bits of help can keep me hanging on and surviving this. 

 FYI: The fact that I have not yet been helped enough to protect me from being remotely tortured and stalked and prevented from getting my own basic needs met. . . is becoming more proof of how effective the mind control crimes and manipulations are. Most people wouldn't even leave their worst enemies in a situation like this. Think about it. My suffering is indescribable and my life seems to mean nothing to even those whom I love. This hurts beyond the imagination of words! And I appear to be just one of many who are experiencing this same cruel and barbaric process, which even includes our own family members turning against us in ways that are NOT normal and obviously not even fully of their own accord.

 I'd found a place that seemed to be offering a bit of hope - a place that gave me 2 nights in a motel and let me temporarily use their computer room. But, then I was unable to use it, due to sudden problems with water pipes, which caused a flood in that part of the building. Coincidence? 
   Also I had recently applied for a job and had basically had it before one of the interviewers took a phone call and then suddenly change his mind. This sort of thing is not unusual and has been VERY frustrating. But in this case its probably for the best, since I am not sure if I could have done the physical labor part of this job. My will is strong, but it has limits and my physical body is reaching its limits. Yet I need to find a way to finance my papers and take care of myself. I feel completely trapped. I AM trapped! All I can do is take one day at a time and do the best I can to survive that day and hold onto my sanity. I can not tell you how difficult it is to know that my daughters are also being targeted and there is nothing I can do about it. I had several threats and several warning dreams that my daughter is going to be murdered in a way that looks like a natural death and fear that this cruel process of targeting her and brainwashing her is still continuing.

www.targetedinamerica.com


PLEASE Help Pass the Word.

PLEASE save, print and share this "Public Notice" asap
FYI: There is something preventing my writings from being printed out. But I am finding
 that they do print if you save them onto your computer first. Moving past the obstacles.
Update; the original Public Notice paper has been being blocked. . .even in my personal files.


I am still getting so much Russian interest in this blog that I feel they may have a hand in this holocaust. The perpetrators are so focused on convincing us that this is ALL being done by only the USA government that it makes me seriously wonder if that too is a manipulation. These criminals are so slyly manipulative that its difficult to fully figure out, but one thing is sure. . .things are NOT always what they appear to be, when dealing with the types of manipulations we are up against. And we'd be wise to remember this.


 Since the "Over View of my Experience" page is being sometimes disabled, here is the info from it, although I can not guarantee that it has not undergone changes, since I last combed through it:

Please read up on this so you can better understand my statements

I began researching, in order to figure out why I am being targeted - slandered, stalked, threatened...etc., and have been finding that I am just one victim of an operation that is targeting many. Because of my focus on spiritual growth I had perceived many of my unusual experiences as a spiritual challenge. Through the first couple decades of this hell, I had not known about criminal use of radio wave technologies and the stealth of organized stalking groups. I had not known that I had been targeted by criminals. In this Testimony I focus primarily on brief accounts of some of the more provable parts of my experiences.


I am still clicking puzzle pieces together from my past and am still unsure of the exact time when I was first targeted and why I am being targeted. I am still being attacked with remote directed energy weapons while I write this, so please understand that this is the best I can do at this point in time:

I am a 53 year old woman/writer who has been a Targeted Individual for over two decades and have undergone such unbelievable chains of "organized stalking," electronic harassment, sabotaged jobs, homes and relationships...etc., that I don't know how I am surviving it. But one of my survival techniques has been to work at making sense of it through looking back over the series of events that brought me to this devastating point in my life.

First: You should know that I have never engaged in criminal activity. When all this started I was an average middle class woman who loved writing and anything related to personal/spiritual growth. I used to lead personal growth support groups and do reiki and found joy through embracing all that needed healing...etc. I was certainly not the kind of person that my government or anyone else could classify as a threat to my country or to humanity.

Since giving birth to my children, I have been against children receiving mandatory vaccinations, simply because it does not feel right to me. I guess there are some who would not agree with my views.

I have never been blindly patriotic. I have always believed that every country has its good points and its bad points. . .and that when each one finds the heart to share, instead of comparing and fighting, the whole world will become a better place to live in. I feel the same way about man made religions. 

Since the late 1980s I have encouraged people to open up to the use of herbs and natural healing methods instead of harmful pharmaceuticals...etc. If the pharmaceutical companies are involved with the targeting, I guess they may see me as a minor threat.

All of my writings, since the mid 1980s have been about healing and bringing more Love into our world - about opening and listening to our hearts. I guess evil forces can see this as a threat.

Overall, there is no valid reason for me to be targeted. I was just an ordinary woman who was raising two healthy children in a nice country home and trying hard to do the best I could for all of us. The fact that my children and I were not allowed to carry on with our lives, without deceitful, intrusive surveillance and criminal interference feels like a knife in my soul. ITS JUST TOO HORRIBLY WRONG! We had dreams and plans and things we needed to do with our lives. (I cry as I write this.) My life feels like it has already been mostly destroyed and my pain runs deeper than words can even imagine. But I won't get into my feelings much in this statement.

In 1981 I saw a doctor (in Concord, NH) during my first three months of pregnancy with my youngest daughter. He told me she was dead and that, because I was not miscarrying he should perform an abortion. At the last minute - while sitting on his table for the abortion, I suddenly had a really bad feeling and decided not to go through with it. He became angry and told me I was just putting my own life in danger if I didn't have the abortion. I left his office and had a healthy baby girl about 6 months later. But this daughter was born with a minor heart defect and four breasts, which I believe was due to my being targeted with microwaves during my pregnancy.

In the mid 1980s I had two surgeries on my spine. Both surgeries were surrounded by unusual incidences. . .and strange things began happening after this time period. . .slowly becoming worse as years went on. (I hear that the doctors, who are involved in this holocaust, are implanting micro-chips into unaware victims, during routine medical procedures.)

It is most likely that the criminals first targeted me for technological experimentation . . and that the targeting grew into something more gruesome as I began publicly writing about healing the heart of humanity and started intuitively picking up on what they are doing to us.

Prior to these surgeries I'd been healthy and had never had heart problems, but suddenly my heart was often not beating normal and I began feeling unusually fatigued. . .and weird things slowly started happening in my life.
After the first surgery my husband started treating me in ways that were not like him. The primary thing that now makes me fully believe that he was experiencing some sort of mind control is remembering when he suddenly became sexually forceful. This was so completely opposite from who he was that it scared me. At the time I'd thought he was going crazy and I wanted to protect my children and I from his sudden strange behaviors. So I divorced him. (There were other reasons for the divorce also.)

By around 1990 my sister also started behaving so strangely that I told my whole family that I needed time to myself, which ended up being a complete separation due to the confusing mess that followed my request for time.

There have been many confusing and unexplainable occurrences, which I now realize were instigated by Hitler-style manipulations performed by the perpetrators. . .at a time when none of us were aware of being targeted.

After this my life was slowly infiltrated with new groups of people, whom I am now realizing included members of some sort of dark occult and members of the covert harassment program. One had even rented a room in my home. Strange things continued to happen, like my pic-nic table being moved while I was away from home and my oldest daughter suddenly having spurts of uncharacteristic behavior. There were many prank phone calls...etc.


Around 1995; There appeared to be repeated attempts for perpetrators to move in and take over my home after my husband and I divorced. Two people offered to buy it and let me continue living there. Two had tried to actually move in with me. All of it was done under the guise of help and by those whom I am now realizing were part a perpetration infiltration into my life in the early 1990s. I had refused all of their offers before the state of NH DOT moved in to take my home under their rights of eminent domain. This was not a good experience, but its a long complicated story. Some of it seems like it was part of the targeting, but as I realize how manipulative the higher level perpetrators are, it is possible that some of the phone calls I got from the DOT were not really from the DOT. I need time to sort things out and do not know if that can ever fully happen, especially since my journals were destroyed in a fire that raged through the next home I purchased.
   During the takeover of my home I unwittingly rented a room to a woman who now appears to have been a perpetration puppet. I believe that I may have been being drugged through this period of time, because I had reacted to some of the DOT tactics in ways that were completely out of character for me. My name was Sharon Buck at this time - but I had changed it to Namatari Neachi near the end of this taking of my home.

In the late 1990s I was referred, by a "friend," to a dentist who suddenly cut an un-necessary deep gash into my upper gums. At the time I thought he was just psycho and I never returned to him. But I now believe he may have installed a micro chip.

I also had strange experiences with a doctor, which this same "friend" had recommended. . .and it appears that those medical records have since been erased. . .as if I had never seen her. Prior to this my primary doctor had died and this new doctor appears to have lost my medical records! My original Doctor was Dr. Gail Deleasa (this may be spelled wrong) in Goffstown, NH. It feels safe to list her name since she is no longer here.

After ending a 4 year (off and on) relationship, with a man who was VERY obviously targeted and perhaps had even joined the criminals, more weird things began happening - things like my being told that a parachute, on the instructor I was in line to jump with, suddenly not opening, doors slamming in my house in the middle of the night, my getting sudden unexplainable flares of fatigue, fevers, nausea, plants suddenly dyeing in my garden and home, birds suddenly not coming around my home...etc.


Just prior to 2001, after I shared a precognitive dream I'd had about drugs or poisons being put into the a public water supply my life became an indescribable hell. I'd shared this dream out of concern and with the hope that the criminal act could be prevented, and had even foolishly called the public water supply to report my concerns. 
  ( It is now being reported that fluoride is harmful and that there have been news reports in 2008, that mood altering drugs were being found in public drinking water. It is said that anti-depressants help radio wave technologies perform successful mind control on unsuspecting victims.)
    By the spring of 2001 most of my pets were suddenly either dead or missing. One daughter had been suddenly hospitalized with an unexplainable neurological problem, which effected her speech and motor skills. My other daughter was being brainwashed by a perpetrator through chat rooms on the internet and secret late night phone calls. My healthy dog had suddenly died of a strange illness that sounds like some of the reports I now read on the remote ability to effect internal organs. The vet said her spline had been twisted, but that there was no physical explanation for it. My daughters and I were surrounded by an unusual amount of deaths and chaos in the years surrounding 2001.
    In may of 2001, when my home burned down in a suspicious fire, ironically there were two other fires on the same day, which deterred the fire marshal from doing more investigating into what REALLY happened to my home. The process to put out the fire was "suspicious," said the fire marshal. The fire seemed to have been put out and then re-started in another room. . .destroying my writings and thousands of dollars...etc. The whole thing was so distressing to even him that he told me he'd about had it and was going to retire.

I believe that my oldest daughter has been severely targeted on many levels also. . .to the point of her mind being adversely effected. Aside from the sudden attack that hospitalized her, when she was around 16 years old, she also experienced sudden unusual numbers of deaths of friends - one that was too strange - her friend's mother suddenly murdered her own grandchildren and then herself. (She was NOT a person who could have done such a thing on her own accord!!!!) One of her best friends boyfriend committed suicide through shooting himself in front of her. Another friend's grandmother, whom m y daughter was close to, had died.
   My daughter had a hard time dealing with death and then was suddenly thrust into more than most 80 year old's experience. This daughter also later found a coworker dead in his apartment. I believe that she is a severe victim of microwave and mind control targeting. The perpetrators have repeatedly told me that they are going to kill her! As far as I know, it looks like they have been slowly aiming to do just that and already have her surrounded with perpetrators. Perhaps the death they were threatening was not a physical one and this tears at my heart beyond words.

(These primary events are all surrounded by countless other painful incidences, which are too many to list here.)

In the year following the fire I felt numb and weak and couldn't think straight....beyond what normal shock would induce. I felt like I had been drugged. I traveled a lot, which I guess saved me from what could have been worse. I now realize that I was being inconspicuously stalked and sabotaged each time I tried to meditate, write or pick up the pieces of my already shattered life. . .even in Peru, Nova Scotia and Hawaii. I now feel that the unusual numbness and confusion was  probably due to microwaving. 


   
In December 2001 I took off to hibernate and heal in an "Adirondack Shack," which I purchased in the upstate NY wilderness. But my desperately needed respite was repeatedly interrupted by various people. I was targeted by neighbors there. . .and sold the cabi

In August 2002 my youngest brother  was suddenly killed in a mysterious vehicle accident, shortly after I had re-connected with my family of origin. (Kevin is the only family member that I had met with during the separation.) Many people knew that there was something suspicious about my brother's "accident" but as people aimed to figure it out my cousin suddenly died of a heart attack. (Coincidence or another distraction from criminal activity?) I believe it was cover an inconspicuous murder, especially since the second death and someone telling me that investigating switched to questions about my sanity after I expressed that I did not think my brother's death was an accident. Medical reports stated that my brother had been unconscious BEFORE he ended up in a river. He had not drowned!) Within a year before his "accident" he had called me with concerns that wierd things were happening to my father and around his house. I believe that he was the first one to start realizing the targeting of our family - that something was wrong. . .and he was silenced/murdered.
     Also, a perpetrator had brought up a weird scenario about a brother suddenly dieing just a couple days before my brother's death. I have since realized that this is a common tactic of the most evil parts of this operation - they actually cryptically let us know, what they are going to do. . .like a cat playing with a mouse before the lethal strike! (Nobody will ever be able to convince me that the leaders of this operation are not purely satanic.) This theme of me suddenly becoming "mentally ill" seemed to begin after my suspicions around my little brother's death. I am now convinced that my brother was indeed murdered.

 Through the summer and fall of 2003, my sister kept leaving messages on my phone which stated things like, "come home Sharon we just want to get you the help you need..." These were delivered in a tone that was so obviously sick that I began feeling scared, not only for her, but for myself. (I now feel certain that she is a victim of remote mind control)

In 2003, my father received some sort of email or letter, which he was extremely upset with me about. He never told me what it said, but he obviously thought it was from me. At the time I thought it was something my sisters had jealously done, in order to come between my father and I. I now feel sure that the perpetrators were responsible for whatever was written to hurt my father and once again destroy my relationship with him. . .irregardless of who they did it through.

    My last conversation with my father was so distressing that I cried and prayed through the next night for answers and had a dream, which showed him being a pedophile. Because I trusted my dreams I thought this must be true, especially since he'd seemed threatened by my habit of looking at and healing the past and had not seemed to want me connected with the family...etc. Words can not express the grief I felt in the following days. I think I cried harder than I ever had. I loved my father and didn't want to think this of him. But it seemed to explain his unusual behaviors. (I was not aware of the remote mind control technologies at this time.)
Now that I hear about how the criminals who target us have technologies that can actually remotely project dreams into people's heads and effect their thinking and belief systems, I am thinking that this dream was NOT a real dream, and that the vague memories which followed it, may have also been projected into my head. I believe that BOTH my father and I are victims of remote technological mind control.

In January and February 2004 I had a nasty run in with one of these perpetrators, in California. This man even had secret rooms in his homes - rooms that contained children's bunk beds and computers. After I left I had a dream that he "had tried to plant a chip in my body, in order to control me sexually..." I did not understand what this meant at the time. It is now more than obvious. Since I wrote and mentioned this, the area where that microchip had been implanted has been repeatedly lasered. . .almost as if they are trying to remove it or melt it. I've had open sores and thin cuts in my skin.

The targeting hit severe levels in 2005, as I tried to take off with a publication called The Personal Journal, which focused on healing the past and bringing more Love into humanity, but also contained prophetic dreams about horrible flood disasters. (I now see how this could be a threat to criminals who may have planned to orchestrate such disasters with weather modification technologies and laser weapons...etc.)

Within the seven issues of "The Personal Journal" I also wrote a "Pretentious Fiction" story called "Heights of Wisdom", which included a statement, by a woman named. "Wisdom", about a dark/evil leader who pretended to be working with God, but causes mass destruction in the world. It also included a comment about a men's group. These were not real things. But my intuitive side often comes out in my writings and perhaps this was one of those times. I don't know for sure. Within this publication I also started sharing my precognitive dreams, which kept showing destructive storms and masses of people being harmed or in danger...black clouds coming over us...etc. These were not like any dreams I'd had before or since then.

In June of 2005, when I first started putting out the "forewarnings of Disasters" my sister suddenly exploded into a public slander, on the internet, trying to declare me  "paranoid" and "evil." This was extremely unusual, at the time, not only unusual that she'd do such a thing, but also unusual in the fact that EVERYONE who knew me knew I was the opposite of paranoid...etc. I had traveled all over the USA, Canada, Peru and Hawaii, ALONE. . .and never locked my doors and left keys in my cars...etc. I was well known as being "TOO trusting" and fearless. She truly had no just cause to do such a thing.

  I became aware of being targeted in 2005. (Prior to this, I'd just thought I was having a lot of bad luck.) This is when I realized something was horribly wrong - t
his is when they started finishing the process of isolated me and then vamped up the targeting. But I had assumed that it was some sort of local occult that was against my writings and I was not aware of being targeted with radio wave technologies.  I started getting rude phone calls. A lot of unusual things were happening like. . . A cafe where I had done poetry readings suddenly closed its doors on the readings and blamed me for reporting them to the "music mafia," something I had never even heard of. People were being extremely rude to me everywhere I went. I was being followed and it seemed like they wanted to know it. I was often feeling physically ill for no apparent reason...etc.

As I wrote and distributed "The Personal Journal", I was constantly hit hard. I struggled with periods of severe pain in my head, dizziness, nausea, hair loss and numbness...etc. I thought that I was becoming terminally ill and put more focus into my writing. . .in an effort to complete my life's work. At one point I ended up in the emergency room. As I struggled to put out my publication my printing machines kept  malfunctioning and I had to keep replacing them. My computers also kept crashing. My whole neighborhood was suddenly gone in a flash flood, from an unusual concentration of rain, which formed a lake behind a "plugged culvert"... (four of my neighbors were killed!)...etc. (I was in Texas doing volunteer work with "Katrina and Rita" victims, when this flood wiped out my neighborhood.)

Directly after the flood, a writer and her husband zoomed in to "help" me. When I got to their home my vehicle was boxed in so that I could not leave without them moving their own vehicles. (There was plenty of room for this to not have to be this way) While I was there I was drugged and raped and appear to have lost around a week of time.. .and was brainwashed into thinking that my neighbor's deaths were my fault. After I got away from them I was receiving rude stalking types of phone calls. And there seemed to be a heavy push to prevent me from getting any help. This was the final crash that broke me financially. (My legal name was Namatari Neachi at this time.)
I later reported the rape to their local police chief. The tire on my car suddenly went flat while I was in the police station. The state police told me that they needed a referral from him in order to step in and he didn't return my phone calls after my visit with him.


Since the summer of 2005, many people, whom I didn't even know, suddenly started treating me rudely everywhere I went. Even my own children began turning against me in ways that were confusing and not like them. (I had been very close to my children) And I continued to feel physically ill, although I'd spent thousands of dollars on medical testing in 2003, which came up with nothing wrong with me. I'd ended up in emergency rooms on several occasions. . .with sudden loss of depth perception, blurred eye sight, hearing loss, nausea, severe pain in my head and loss of balance...etc.
In 2006 I was lured to Upstate NY by one of these perpetrators and nearly lost my life on more than one occasion, while I was there. It turned out that the man who had zoomed in to take over and sabotage the yoga center I'd attended in NH.  The hell I went through while being stranded there could fill a whole book! 

Since 2005 I have also been receiving cryptic threats and what appears to be repeated attempts to kill me in ways that would look like a natural death or an accident. Among other things, brakes on two of my vehicles seemed to have been tampered with to the point of complete loss of brakes, while driving. (This happened twice within one year)This could become a long list, so I'll just say that. . . my vehicles have been tampered with a lot. 

Shortly before January 18, 2006 I publicly declared that the Lupus, which I'd just been told I had, was caused by harmful energy that was being directed at me from a satanic occult. I believed this, because I'd had dreams that pointed it out. (I now believe that the energy I felt and saw in my dreams is actually microwaves, but I'd was not aware of the technological part of targeting at this time.) After publicly sharing my belief I was attacked so severely that it nearly put me back in the hospital. (Around this time my business email address had been taken over. and this was not the first time that I'd lost an email account and all my contacts.)
Since then I have noticed these sorts of patterns happening a lot. The attacks worsen when I focus on my writings and especially when I intuitively hit on a truth that these perpetrators do not want the public to know about. (In fact, since I added this statement, I am undergoing another severe attack.) 

In 2006 I learned, through the stalkers shoving it in my face, that my writings were being plagiarized. One of my songs became a hit for the thief. And a book had obviously taken off with ideas and even names out of The Personal Journal. The criminals seemed to be doing this to hurt me.   

In the spring of 2007 I borrowed money to escaped that area and rented a small cabin in the coast of Maine where I printed the first issue of "Sharon's Bud." I felt I did not have much longer to live and tried pouring my heart into a batch of writings for humanity. I didn't do a very good job of it, but it was the best I could do at the time. 


http://www.sharonsbud.com/Sharon%27s%20Bud%201st%20Printing.pdf


In 2008, while I was producing the second issue of "Sharon's Bud," my youngest daughter was attacked by what sounded like a terrorizing V2K and microwave attack. My daughter had been and still is a good healthy person and this was not normal for her. This was an isolated experience, which terrified her and made her feel so ashamed that she made me promise not to tell anyone, but I am telling it for the sake of her own future safety. . .and that of all of humanity. (It is the secrecy around these criminal attacks, which enable them to continue.) The attacks can make us feel ashamed and like we are crazy and this seems to be part of the intention. In that same year she also suddenly woke with bruises in the shape of finger prints on the inner part of her upper arm. I believe she was drugged and raped.

Also in 2008 I sent a letter to my aunt, who was a Canadian Nun (I was wanting to go see her about this targeting stuff) and after a month of no response, I find out (through the internet) that she has suddenly died. This also happened in 2006, when I was about to go see a different Aunt. She suddenly died before I could get to her. (And in 2001, when I was about to purchase land from, and go live near, my friend Jim B...he suddenly died of a heart attack.)
 

 After being financially ruined and left destitute I groped for jobs with the hope of getting back on my feet and continuing my work. But over and over again they were sabotaged and/or opened doors to heavier levels of targeting. I often experienced  severe levels of sexual and psychological harassment.  It appears that I was drugged and raped at two of the jobs I'd obtained.

 I believe that many military personnel are victims of complete mind control and have become perpetrators against their own wills. Many of the vehicles that stalk me have veteran license plates - especially the more aggressive ones. One of them appeared to have shot something into my tire on a highway. . .forcing me off the road. Batteries in my vehicles are often suddenly drained, somehow. They have repeatedly tried to run me off the road. My phone has sometimes been disabled before they surround me. One of them recently parked next to me and yelled, "You know what is going to happen if you don't STAND DOWN!" And the list goes on. . .

In December 25, 2009 I ended up in the Portsmouth Hospital emergency room with symptoms that mimicked a mild case of anthrax exposure. This suddenly started when I breathed in something that was placed in my room at a rooming house, in York Maine where two guys, whom I had been told were in the Navy, had moved in directly after I had.
The hospital refused to run tests or help me. I remained in a lot of pain and having a hard time breathing and was suddenly coughing up huge globs of mucus that had little back dots in it. This was not normal! I had not had a cold or been ill prior to this attack. I tried calling several different places for help. But ironically, directly after someone told me that my symptoms resembled anthrax exposure, and while I was trying to get help with tests for this, someone else in the same area suddenly had an anthrax exposure (supposedly from a raw hide drum) and officials would not listen to me, because they were suddenly flooded with phone calls - an anthrax scare and I got lost in the shuffle. I believe that perpetration set up this distraction to hide what they did to me. This sort of thing has also happened with a police department. When I go to report something, the department I am heading for, is suddenly flooded with other calls and can not help me. . .and then the attacks against me get even worse. 

In Feb of 2010 I was living in my car and writing "Out of the Dark"/"Into the Light" while being constantly harassed by organized stalkers. In this book I tried and failed to figure out who was targeting me. But I had not yet understood the full scope of what was happening.

In 2010 and 2011 I aimed to resurrect "Sharon's Bud" into "The Heart Bud" and printed two issues of this publication. . .against unbelievable odds. Through this process I was hit with one obstacle after another. . .and THREE of my largest sponsors suddenly had disasters happen to them within a couple weeks of its printing. One was held at knife point in a robbery. One had water pipes suddenly burst above his shop. And one was suddenly hit with unusual physical injuries.

(Update 2015; I had gone back and forth about whether or not this was just a coincidence. But I now feel certain that more investigating could uncover more types of targeting of my sponsors. This has brought a halt to this part of my work.) Can you imagine what it feels like to know that if I do the work I was born to do, people I care about and people who support me may be targeted? In my heart I know that if I don't continue with my work they will still be harming and destroying people. So I try to continue, but its hard. . .not only to know that they may be targeting other people, but also because they keep successfully preventing my writings and even altering them in ways that can make people not trust or believe me...etc.

In the spring of 2011, a couple of EMTs yanked off the floor in a department store and rushed me to the hospital, due to a sudden attack of severe vomiting, inability to see properly or stand up or walk. At first I had assumed it was from the water I drank just before this event. But I now feel that it was probably due to a remote electronic attack to my brain. The hospital never found a cause but assumed it had been some sort of inner ear problem. I recovered very quickly and was out of the hospital the next day.
 
Summer of 2011: I had begun sharing some of my experiences with a fellow author, who just happened to be on the CNN news team. . .and then suddenly his son was missing and then found dead. Another "coincidence" or another distraction from the public finding out about this? I believe that his son was murdered. I'd even had a dream prior to this, which showed that "someone who is close to someone I know suddenly dies..." But I have no way of proving it. (Was that dream projected into my head - was it to warn of what they would do if I continued talking? Very possibly. But I didn't understand that until now.)

In August, 2011 I was roped in by a "Private Investigator" woman who offered to help me, but ended up being a perpetrator who lured me to her home, set off gun shots in the middle of the night and then tried to convince me that one particular man was responsible for all the targeting.  She'd told me that all the terror in my life would end if  "we eliminate" him. My response was shock. And she persisted, "If you can't do it, I'll do it for you. I became a Private Investigator so I could take out these guys and beat them at their own game. Don't you want this to end? Don't you want it over? Don't you...etc?" She drilled me for a long time, trying to convince me that all my troubles would be over if this man is "done in." or "eliminated." (This is when I first began finding out the deeper truths about the whole "Targeted Individual" process and that I had already been a victim of it for a very long time without realizing the full scope of it.) The statements she made, which insinuated killing this man, were actually said in two different communities. My whole experience with her took place in four different communities, because some of it was on the phone. And this created a wall of jurisdiction issues, which appeared to prevent help. I reported it to 5 different police departments. But, like I said, there were jurisdiction issues and I now think that the perpetrator may have intentionally planned it that way.

Around this time a woman, who had offered me a job and rental, was also suddenly being targeted.

After I turned away and reported the PI to the police, I have been through literal hell, with constant around the clock gang stalking, threats, being drugged, being shot with lasers, (almost constant!) what feels like, high pitched pain inducing scans of my brain...etc. (Far worse than in previous years.) There even seems to have been a few attempts to abduct me.

In the Fall of 2011 I had just gotten a job and had expressed to someone that I was going to fix my RV as soon as I got enough money saved. (The electrical system, brakes and motor had all been destroyed, within a couple days, in 2009.) Within a couple weeks, I got a call from a police officer, who informed me that my RV was just found to have the rear picture window smashed out of it. Then my job was sabotaged. (There have been many events like this in the past decade)


I feel that every person, whom I had been close to, became victims of mind control, especially the family members whom I had been closest to, even though they are not all aware of it. This has become VERY evident in their uncharacteristic (even cruel) behaviors toward me. They are decent people who would be here for me if they were not being heavily influenced to do otherwise. I am 200% sure of this. I continue finding forgiveness for their inability to stand with me, and even for those who stand against me, because we are all victims.

Recently I had tried to re-connect to some of my old friends (the ones whom I feel were real and not part of the group that had infiltrated my life a various points) and have been shocked to find that some of them have also been severely targeted and most are not even aware of it. One woman has completely lost her memory and thinks she must have "fallen and hit her head" and has spent years trying to regain some sense of control over her brain. Whatever is controlling her now seems extremely dark. My closest friend had lost her memory of me and now has an aneurysm. . .and her whole family had been hit with death and heart attack...etc., in 2005.
Another friend knew we were being targeted, but also thought it was being done via spiritual channels and by the man whom we were both associated with at a Yoga Center. She demonstrated unusual levels of anxiety at the mere mentioning if his name...etc. (He's the one who had lured me to Upstate NY in 2006, where I nearly died. ) Another friend is suddenly in a wheel chair and seems to not be the same person she used to be. Most of my friends will not even answer my phone calls, although nothing had ever happened between us to justify this. One had told me that she received a letter warning her to stay away from me - a letter that I had never sent. I am sure that if I wanted to do more digging, and could do more thinking, there would be even more. But I can't right now.


I had an uncle worked for the FBI. Was he also being targeted? At first I wondered if he was involved, but now feel that he was targeted as well. He died, before the targeting started vamping into more obvious levels.

It appears that my work - my writings have been being sabotaged since around 2001.Continuing my work has been a gruelling unsuccessful process.

I feel like I am under around the clock surveillance and am being almost constantly scanned and/or tortured with Remote Directed Energy Weapons. I have undergone severe levels of psychological harassment and tortures. It also seems like I am periodically attacked with chemicals and/or drugs. Some bring on sudden light headedness and vision impairment. Some burn my lungs. Some create sudden burning or itching rashes on my skin - like when something was put in my shoes and sometimes appears to be also put on toilet paper that I use. Sometimes something is done that makes me feel like my skin is being bitten by bugs, although there are no bugs - (This recently happened TWO TIMES, directly after I got an email offering "remedies for bed bugs.") There are no bed bugs. But in the past I've had two homes repeatedly infested with unusual accumulations of fleas.

People are now saying that the capabilities of remote technological mind control or whatever...did not exist until recently or is only "on the horizon" BUT I FEEL CERTAIN THAT THIS IS NOT TRUE! Evidence is beginning to show that these types of crimes were happening since World War Two and I have experienced and/or witnessed them since the mid 1970s.


YES, some of my experiences may be "coincidence" but certainly NOT all of them.

If you are thinking I am insane, at this point, I guess that is the easiest and most logical excuse for those who are not aware of covert and technological targeting. Things would certainly be a lot easier if  that were the truth, because insanity would be a heck of lot easier to deal with than what I have had to face, endure, experience and witness. But the Truth still remains the same.

At this point I have already lost almost everything that is important to me. My life has already been mostly destroyed. It is not "courage" that drives my pen, it is anger at the injustice and cruelty toward myself, people whom I love and the rest of humanity. I write because it is the only thing I can do about this - because these criminals have me in a place where I am trapped and homeless...etc. I'm not doing well.
But in my heart I feel that the Truth will eventually be shown.

There is so much more to this than I list here. This is a minute fraction of the past couple decades. My story is truly unbelievable. It could fill a few books. My fight to survive this, on emotional, mental and physical levels, has been long and more difficult than words can even begin to express.

I didn't know I had so much inner strength. Each time I reach the end of my rope I somehow bounce back. My faith has carried me through a lot of it. But I don't know how much longer I can survive, which is partly why I am writing this. I hope it helps to validate at least one other Targeted Individual. . .and helps them to realize that they are not crazy - that. . .the only COMPLETE insanity in ALL our situations exists in those who perform such cruelty and in those who just let it happen and do nothing to stop it.

I think my most painful loss is that of my children and the dreams I'd had of becoming a grandmother and being there for them in ways that my grandparents never could be for me. And the other most painful thing has been watching them harm my children and there being nothing I can do to protect them, except stay away from them, which I am now realizing may not have helped any of us. 

I have been repeatedly threatened to stop writing. But I am still writing, because they've already severely hurt my children and I beyond complete repair, and I feel, in my heart, that hope for the future can only exist if this horrible "Targeting" and torturing of innocent people is completely exposed and then stopped. I think the criminals will keep on killing unsuspecting people even if I stop speaking out so there is no point in stopping. Writing is my only hope. I just pray that people will find the heart and wisdom to look past whatever manipulations the perpetrators surround my writings with. . .and the mistakes that come from my own confusion and overwhelm.


I wrote the following sarcastic song on 7/11/2011 as I cried and drove and sang while being stalked.


Insane

I pray for a world of peace
Love for those who are in need
No one left alone to bleed
I dream. I dream. I dream.

Must be because I am insane.

I see rich people filled with greed
Stealing from those who are in need -
Controlling this crumbling country.
I see. I see I see.

Must be because I am insane.

I see people fighting for their lives
Darkness turning day to night
People thinking its alright.
I cry. I cry. I cry.

Must be because I am insane.

Occults bleeding hearts and souls
Hiding things that we don't know
Evil aiming for control.
I know. I know. I know.

Must be because I am insane.

There are people trying to silence me
In a world that we think is free.
Things I wish I could not see.
I flea. I flea. I flea.

Must be because I am insane.

I pray for a world of peace
Love for those who are in need
No one left alone to bleed
I dream. I dream. I dream.

Must be because I am insane.


      In short, the past three decades of my life have been filled with rounds of difficulties that are nearly unbelievable. I've struggled to hold onto my Faith through invasions of my homes, vehicles, email accounts, phones, body, brain, computers, relationships...etc.; through being targeted and publicly ridiculed: through being plagiarized, slandered, harassed, stalked and even forced to fight for my life on a few occasions: through sabotaged jobs and homelessness and sudden deaths or heavy targeting of the only loved ones whom I could turn to for help...etc. Its taken a few divine interventions to keep me alive thus far. Through this turmoil my writings have veered into a fight for justice - a fight to save myself and the rest of humanity from covert and technological targeting.


     There are many writing projects I'd like to complete, when I get the time and peace I need, in order to work on them without interference. Four CDs of my songs and a series of children's books are still waiting in the wings of my dreams. . .as well as a few other projects. Sadly, I now need the "Recovery Center" that my work was aiming to build for other people.

     I've done my best to continue my work in ways that I can, but seem to be shoved two steps back after each step I take forward. I have tried, more times than I can now count, to get other jobs, but they seem to be sabotaged almost as fast as I get them. Before I realized that my jobs were being sabotaged I had foolishly thought that they were just not meant to be and that I needed to do my only writings instead, although I had needed other work in order to continue with my writings. But no matter what I do the criminals zoom in to interfere. I feel trapped in the destruction they create around me. I need a miracle. I need protection from further harm. . .and so do many others.

      Through the past few years I've been feeling too tired and overwhelmed to do a good job with my writings, while also struggling to navigate the obstacles and turmoil the perpetrators throw into my path, which has also left me homelessness in a world that sometimes seems too cruel, greedy and heartless to stand back up in. I'm sorry to be so blunt. Its just that I've experienced so much of the dark side of humanity, in the past few years, that it has crushed my previous, naive perceptions. I've found the humility to ask for help over and over again, and have gotten too much of the opposite. (However, I still feel/see the good in humanity. . .and I believe that the good - that the heart of humanity will rise up and save itself....someday.)

     They say that God never deals us more than we can handle? I'm now feeling that this is not true. I can deal with the poverty I've been cast into. And I can deal with the losses and painful situations I've needed to heal from. But having to deal with sick people stalking me, and even trying to kill me and my loved ones, has proven to be too much for me to handle effectively. Its just been too much!I have needed help with this.

      I feel like I need at least a three year retreat in peaceful, safe solitude, in order to fully regain my balance, strength and health. But with no respite in sight I do my best to survive and continue my work.

     In the summer of 2010 I began working on gathering the hope that wrote "Embracing Feelings" in 1999; the inspiration, which started "The Personal Journal" in 2004; the strength that created "Sharon's Bud" in 2007; the courage that wrote "Out of the Dark"/"Into the Light" in 2010; and the Wisdom that is growing from my own mistakes and experiences with these publications. . .so that I could begin building them into "The Heart Bud" into what my life's work was meant to be - a ray of help for the Heart of humanity.
     There have been two printings, thus far. But it appears that those who stalk me remove my publications from distribution centers almost as soon as I put them there. . .and my primary advertisers appear to also be targeted.
     Lately, I'm wondering if what I'm doing, at this time, is good enough to make a positive shift in our troubled world. I keep plugging along, because I'd feel like even more of a failure if I didn't. But I'm starting to feel like a hypocrite, because I'm no longer doing much of the healing work I used to write about.
     When I look at the scope of what I've been through in the past few years, my mind can form a good excuse for feeling so tied up, but my heart knows that I need to be in a better place within myself. . .in order to continue my work. They have me trapped and I need protection from the remote directed energy weapons and harassment, in order to regain my balance and continue with my life's work. I need the miracle that can provide this.
     I need help. I am in desperate need of protection from remote electronic attacks.

Through the past few years I've deeply prayed,


Dear God
by Sharon R. Poet

Yes. I hear the dreams you speak.
But I need more help.
I'm still weak.
Let me rest a while.
Please.
Inside the Love
You have for me.
Let me gain
The strength I need
To patch these holes
Where I still bleed.
Please.




Financial help will be GREATLY appreciated

Sharon R. Poet
PO Box 383
Mont Vernon, NH 03057





P.S.S. It appears that my statement about my medical records being altered was erased from this statement. I have since replaced it.

In past years I had often avoided having to explain the confusing details of being targeted by summing it down into simple statements like, "I lost my home in a fire" or "My neighborhood got wiped out in a flood." Both the fire and flood were surrounded by extenuating circumstances that have felt too difficult to fully explain. People who did not know all the details, (which are far more than I list here) sometimes assumed that I was exaggerating. But the REAL Truth is that what happened to me was so much worse than just homes lost in a fire or flood...etc. If I had a choice between only losing homes or undergoing what I've had to endure I'd choose the loss of homes without hesitation. The rows of deaths, rapes, threats, stalkings and electronic tortures and invasions into my body and properties and loved ones...have been indescribably worse than the loss of any physical property could possible even begin to be. Perhaps one day they'll See. 

  If people continue judging and wrongly labeling Primary Targeted Individuals, they will continue failing to SEE the Truths and failing to address the REAL issues and. . . ALL of humanity could suffer indescribably.


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