Monday, April 30, 2012
Observation
I find it interesting that my Blog (michellepisciotta.blogspot.co
Two Wrongs Looking For Something Right
I found this interesting, politically-motivated review (pasted below) on a website called 'Ripoff Report', which is an obvious pumping artery within today's political and societal 'black list' machine, however well-intended the idea may have been upon it's once pure conception.
In this day of sex, lies and mudslinging forums, it is naive to believe that powerful companies and individuals with intentions to rule the playing field of politics and legally protect themselves would not recognize this open niche of ground floor opportunity to bury competition and/or adversaries. Swaying the public's opinion with fabricated shock through 'honest reviews' is a strategy for star wars and there are plenty of out of work, wanna-be IT Han Solo's biting at the bit to fight for the cause they buy hook. line and sinker, whatever it is, as long as it pays and more importantly, fluffs the feathers and feeds the ego. I believe that many of these 'honest and real' reviews are purposefully funded and faked beyond recognition and are catered to consumers who believe what they read, all in order to destroy. I know this, actually.
My question to the individual who wrote this would be, "What if the brainwashing, including many of the very specific methods you have described here, had already occurred before your visit to this institution and you had been worn down in your neighborhood by OTHER organized, militarized, politically-motivated groups that manage terror/manipulation and brainwashing using the EXACT same techniques, without ANY consideration of you or your health (though this information is conveniently kept from you)? Say you were sold on their 'politicultisms' through calculated conditioning and you were provided with gifts, 'paid witness-supported' propaganda over time, promises, as well as devices, pre-loaded with hard core hate material and Satanic music, to the point that you now assume a warful position as part of a machine that has been organized to frame and blame someone else for these behaviors...oh, and by the way, this a suicide mission, without your knowledge or consent. What if, from a young age, you were manipulated to feel that any person who gets in the way of this 'mission' is an enemy that needs to be removed, including your own family members who have been deliberately broken down via calculated, simultaneous, terrorism? What if, through all of the psychological suggestion and terrorism, you were brainwashed to believe that that you were Lucifer or held a very important role within an organization and of course, your mother was crazy, Schizophrenic, Bi-Polar...whatever your 'Hollywood-Pleasure Island' Cruise Directors/Producers want you and the audience to believe, in order for you to serve their hidden political agenda until you can join the other donkeys being crated up for the balance of the unfortunate consequence.
What if your mother understood the situation much more clearly than you did and rationalized the battlefield and stood against the political wind in an effort to salvage the child she loves, with full knowledge of the challenging methods required when it comes to deprogramming, especially amidst constant, strategic and crafty attack?
Personally, I think it's an act of valor for any parent, amidst a sea of undeserved, strategic terrorism and 'bad press', to stand up against such terror for the love of her child and if there are professionals who are willing to support her desire by way of attempting such a reverse-brainwashing...God bless them and the challenging methods this must inevitably require.".
With all due respect, I believe this writer was paid to post this very strategically shocking review and I will go out on a limb and also remark with confidence that I believe it was posted much later than the posting date displayed.
Here is the review:
(I tried to post this as a 'rebuttle' on the site, but there were complications)
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Submitted: Sunday, May 29, 2011Last Posting: Friday, June 17, 2011 Reported By: Angelica — Hollywood California United States of America
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This "treatment" school is a torture, traumatizing, brainwashing facility for teens that only causes extreme detriment to their well being in every possible way, (mental, emotional, physical, spiritual, metaphysical) via abusive staff members and students. It is COMPLETE and UTTER Fraud. It's a scam, and most kids that get out of that school end up 2094823094821039840239840398402398402398X WORSE.
For example, I was doing extremely well, living in a great house, had amazing friends, working with one of the biggest producers in the world, basically just succeeding and exceeding in life until I was sent to this disgusting program by my schitzophrenic/bipolar/psychotic/mentally ill mother, where I was killed from the inside out, just to sum it all up. When I got out I was homeless for three months, I stopped doing music because I was so traumatized in that horrible place, and I couldn't even any way because I was homeless and stressed what I was going to do, I ended up hanging out with other homeless people where I did drugs (which I NEVER did before) and incredibly angry and disgusted inside that hasn't gone away yet.
These people are out to get you, and if you fall in their trap, guaranteed you will NOT be happy about the waste of money, and the result of your child.
Here's some info that could be of use:
A Layman’s Guide to Brainwashing and Mind Control at Behavior Modification Programs for Teens
From 1951 to 1972 the C.I.A. conducted a variety of mind control experiments on their own agents, military personnel, psychiatric patients, prisoners, and the general public. These experimental projects were entitled “Bluebird”, “Artichoke”, MKULTRA, and MKSEARCH. The C.I.A. uses the term behavior modification interchangeably with mind control and brainwashing.
In the 1970’s, following the Senate Hearings condemning these experiments, behavior modification programs for “troubled teens” began propping up around the country. Programs such as Provo Canyon School in Provo, UT began torturing and brainwashing children in 1974, but, it filed for its license and zoning shortly after MKSEARCH was supposedly discontinued.
Based on information gathered by HEAL5, behavior modification programs are sharing their data with the N.S.A., C.I.A., Foreign and Domestic Military Personnel, and other government and scientific research operations. This suggests that the brainwashing experiments continue in the form of teen “help”. We invite you to compare the brainwashing methods described by Dr. William Sargant in his research into the techniques of brainwashing used in Communist China and Stalinist Russia to the phase/level system(s) used at programs such as Provo Canyon School and Kids Helping Kids/Pathway Family Centers.
According to Dr. William Sargant’s2 research into brainwashing, there are four primary phases:
“The first phase...is called “the phase of physical control and lasts about two months. Novices are allotted all sorts of...physical tasks, often of a demeaning nature...During this period of physical exhaustion...themes are designed to instill a maximum of disillusionment in the mind...After two months of “physical control” a second phase of more intense indoctrination begins. Physical work is now reduced, and the number of small and large group meetings greatly increased. Care is taken that for six and sometimes seven nights a week the trainee shall go to bed mentally and physically completely exhausted...Finally, the remainder reach a third stage [phase] of “crisis” and breakdown. This occurs after about six month’s training [brainwashing]...With this [third phase] total disruption of old behavior patterns, the new ones [fourth phase] become much more firmly implanted...In place of his [the trainee or brainwashed person] feeling of guilt he is now fired with the conviction that he must publicize his newly found security and help others find peace of mind through service to the Organization [Cult]. It takes at least another four months of intense work to consolidate the hold on the now willing mind. Some rewards are given for enthusiasm and in appreciation of the conversion of the trainee.”
The residential “treatment”/boot camp/wilderness therapy/behavior modification program industry uses a similar level/phase system in their
“conversion” of normal kids to “Stepford” children. Here’s an example of the phases in a modern day behavior modification program:
Phase 1. Deny all contact with outside world. Deny interaction between “students”. Deny basic needs as punishment (food, sleep, clothing, heat, water, etc.). Create confusion and use physical and mental exhaustion as a tool to breakdown “old behaviors”. This causes a complete mental breakdown in the child. (Forced betrayal of one’s self.)
Phase 2. Once a child becomes “agreeable” to submission, small “rewards” are given for obedience and the risk of being returned to the earlier phase is held out as the worst punishment one can receive. Children are persuaded to make up stories (false confessions) about themselves and others in the program in order to get rewarded for their “honesty”. (Forced betrayal of one’s peers.)
Phase 3. The child has no more opinion of him/herself based on own self- image or the reflection of his/her peers. The child completely loses and disassociates between “old life/old behavior” and “new life/new behavior”. (Complete mental/emotional breakdown and intentional creation of disassociative disorder.)
Phase 4. The child is completely submissive and brainwashed. The child hates everything they once were or knew. The child only feels safe in the program and only credits the program with his/her success. Child is given “responsibility” to “lead” other children. (Child is now brainwashed and actively aiding his captors in brainwashing others.)
These methods are destructive and violate every sacred human right. And, according to world-renowned psychiatrist, Dr. Peter Breggin3, “To [sic] force thousands and even millions of teenagers into...treatment against their will would not only be unethical, wrong-headed, and useless, it would further humiliate and alienate them.” Our children deserve better.
1 http://www.rossinst.com/blue.htm, & http://www.wanttoknow.info/bluebird10pg 2 Sargant, Dr. William. “Battle for the Mind”. Malor Books. Cambridge, MA. 1997 (pp. 181-184) 3 Breggin, Dr. Peter R., “Reclaiming Our Children”. Perseus Publishing, New York,NY. 2000. (p. 26) 4 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kids_Helping_Kids#Length_of_stay_.2F_Level_system 5. http://www.heal-online.org/teen.htm
HEAL 126 SW 148th St. Ste, C100-422 Seattle, WA 98166-1984 (877)845-3232 e-mail: info@heal-online.org web: www.heal-online.org
Friday, April 20, 2012
Possible Origins of 'The Boot'
I have a remarkable appreciation for the benefits that have come along with the challenges I have received, though I am still looking forward to the benefit of a perfectly organized, nearly dust-free house that is supposed to come along while seemingly having the time on my hands to make it happen during what I would call a 'typhoon quarantine'. If only typhoons came with the courteous dexterity to polish floors and put things back where they belong (though I am sure that any respectable typhoon would argue that this is it's solitary purpose for existence).
By Natural Law's consolation, like the final, bursting rinse of a car wash, Thing 1 and Thing 2 (thank you Dr. Seuss) should at least fall from life's departing clouds with the keys to a clean up gadget-machine equipped to drive through the thick of it with the radio blasting, "Here Comes The Sun".
Though I would hope and expect everything to be in it's appropriate place by now, I respect the violent typhoon and it's purpose, as much as I appreciate the generosity and wisdom of it's aftermath...like a loyal, silent, celebration; a ticker tape parade of peaceful, snowflake perfection to blanket my world.
Upswept, colorful details, like Tetris leaves, fall among the snowflakes like seeds for Spring that find their places in perfect timing. In this therapeutic distraction I find grouping connections of memories that fall together like refugees on foreign soil. Some of these collections are amazing and many are just for playground fun...like this one...
I was thinking of the British word for the trunk of a car ('Boot') and as I was wondering about it's origin, a falling leaf became a page from a favorite story, "The Elephant's Child" by Rudyard Kipling. I often personalize this story to my own experience in life and when I thought of his new trunk, I imagined him giving 'The Boot' to the world that tried to extinguish his curiosity. Wondering if this was the origin, I researched, but only found other theories that did seem logical but didn't make as much sense. I appreciate the convenience of a Google Search, but nothing really compares to the fun of my own searches finding me! Love to all.
By Natural Law's consolation, like the final, bursting rinse of a car wash, Thing 1 and Thing 2 (thank you Dr. Seuss) should at least fall from life's departing clouds with the keys to a clean up gadget-machine equipped to drive through the thick of it with the radio blasting, "Here Comes The Sun".
Though I would hope and expect everything to be in it's appropriate place by now, I respect the violent typhoon and it's purpose, as much as I appreciate the generosity and wisdom of it's aftermath...like a loyal, silent, celebration; a ticker tape parade of peaceful, snowflake perfection to blanket my world.
Upswept, colorful details, like Tetris leaves, fall among the snowflakes like seeds for Spring that find their places in perfect timing. In this therapeutic distraction I find grouping connections of memories that fall together like refugees on foreign soil. Some of these collections are amazing and many are just for playground fun...like this one...
I was thinking of the British word for the trunk of a car ('Boot') and as I was wondering about it's origin, a falling leaf became a page from a favorite story, "The Elephant's Child" by Rudyard Kipling. I often personalize this story to my own experience in life and when I thought of his new trunk, I imagined him giving 'The Boot' to the world that tried to extinguish his curiosity. Wondering if this was the origin, I researched, but only found other theories that did seem logical but didn't make as much sense. I appreciate the convenience of a Google Search, but nothing really compares to the fun of my own searches finding me! Love to all.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, A BIT MORE VENTING...
I just expressed these sentiments in a few paragraphs that have now 'disappeared', but I will try to remember how it went (I am a run-on sentence addict, so my apologies):
I feel such a 'thunk' in the pit of my stomach when I come across anything related to Judaism these days, regardless of the fact that my own philosophical/theological curiosity and journey of clues and evidence have been leading my instinctual compass towards Israel for quite some time.
When my sister (who I have not seen in more than a decade) showed up at my house on Easter and arrogantly delivered that she is now ('strategically'...I know my sister very well and this was a protective, strategic decision that would coordinate well with everything she has participated in...there is a 'clean-up', CYA cover-up I have witnessed among MANY people involved that I feel is intended as secure protection set into place before the 'strike') Jewish and well-supported in this faith, in tandem with delivering the intentional 'shock' that she is claiming my experiences (according to her, several books are on the way), as stolen from my life, which has been professionally monitored without my permission, for years,
I immediately felt like the bullied, runt in the corner; a helpless and awkward feeling in the face of formative, familiar dominance taking it's usual, confident position. While she arrogantly directed the planned, inuendo-lead, picnic bench blitzkrieg that included deliberate phrases taken from various inpromptu 'speeches' that I have passionately rattled off in my bedroom and car (significant pieces of my personal journey), as well as actual 'personalized' experiences that have been 'raped' from me while I was set up to look like the 'copycat', with professional cover up, as part of an organized, hate-fueled (irony), long-term attack, lined with chronological lies, bribes and sub-terror that most people do not realize can be employed through private networks and modern technology, I discovered that the submissive runt that surfaced in me at that moment was only a therapeutic, fragile, phantom shell that reappeared for my own benefit; so I could feel myself break that mold in that very moment and climb out, evolved as confidence and love. I felt it.
The idea that Judaism would ironically protect and defend such 'atrocities' as have been taken against my children and I is enough to have even more faith that God will turn this over to something new and make it right. What my sister so warfully communicated with a sick smile only supports my ping-pong theory of eternally 'flipping the soiled mattress of hate'...and I am NOOOO HATER, nor have I ever been and if it were not for professional set-ups and lies, I would never even feel the need to speak of myself defensively. I am made to improve, like everyone. I am not a prude but being a better person tomorrow than I am today is always my goal. I hope this for every person, especially my siblings.
Massive conflicts of chess board interest have put me in the position of 'not well-Attorneyed', but in the same way I believe in doctors who practice Medicine from a wholesome passion to heal, I believe in Attorneys who practice Law from a wholesome passion for truth...not to mention I rather get along with these types. I don't want to fight, but I also won't slip into that doormat, runt shell for anyone's ongoing convenience. Ironically, if my sister had simply apologized, I would have been open to a new relationship with her...but she chose to arrive as a tool; a weapon defending an entity that is simply 'too invested' to lose, regardless of right or wrong.
My love to all.
Time for a new mattress.
I feel such a 'thunk' in the pit of my stomach when I come across anything related to Judaism these days, regardless of the fact that my own philosophical/theological curiosity and journey of clues and evidence have been leading my instinctual compass towards Israel for quite some time.
When my sister (who I have not seen in more than a decade) showed up at my house on Easter and arrogantly delivered that she is now ('strategically'...I know my sister very well and this was a protective, strategic decision that would coordinate well with everything she has participated in...there is a 'clean-up', CYA cover-up I have witnessed among MANY people involved that I feel is intended as secure protection set into place before the 'strike') Jewish and well-supported in this faith, in tandem with delivering the intentional 'shock' that she is claiming my experiences (according to her, several books are on the way), as stolen from my life, which has been professionally monitored without my permission, for years,
I immediately felt like the bullied, runt in the corner; a helpless and awkward feeling in the face of formative, familiar dominance taking it's usual, confident position. While she arrogantly directed the planned, inuendo-lead, picnic bench blitzkrieg that included deliberate phrases taken from various inpromptu 'speeches' that I have passionately rattled off in my bedroom and car (significant pieces of my personal journey), as well as actual 'personalized' experiences that have been 'raped' from me while I was set up to look like the 'copycat', with professional cover up, as part of an organized, hate-fueled (irony), long-term attack, lined with chronological lies, bribes and sub-terror that most people do not realize can be employed through private networks and modern technology, I discovered that the submissive runt that surfaced in me at that moment was only a therapeutic, fragile, phantom shell that reappeared for my own benefit; so I could feel myself break that mold in that very moment and climb out, evolved as confidence and love. I felt it.
The idea that Judaism would ironically protect and defend such 'atrocities' as have been taken against my children and I is enough to have even more faith that God will turn this over to something new and make it right. What my sister so warfully communicated with a sick smile only supports my ping-pong theory of eternally 'flipping the soiled mattress of hate'...and I am NOOOO HATER, nor have I ever been and if it were not for professional set-ups and lies, I would never even feel the need to speak of myself defensively. I am made to improve, like everyone. I am not a prude but being a better person tomorrow than I am today is always my goal. I hope this for every person, especially my siblings.
Massive conflicts of chess board interest have put me in the position of 'not well-Attorneyed', but in the same way I believe in doctors who practice Medicine from a wholesome passion to heal, I believe in Attorneys who practice Law from a wholesome passion for truth...not to mention I rather get along with these types. I don't want to fight, but I also won't slip into that doormat, runt shell for anyone's ongoing convenience. Ironically, if my sister had simply apologized, I would have been open to a new relationship with her...but she chose to arrive as a tool; a weapon defending an entity that is simply 'too invested' to lose, regardless of right or wrong.
My love to all.
Time for a new mattress.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Venting...
I post this information knowing full well that powerful figures want me to shut up. My life is threatened over this but as I have repeated, I am not afraid to die, though I do want to live. I stand in truth because it is what I am willing to both live and die for. I would never choose to live or die for anyone's LIE. I used to be a doormat, open for opportunists on my temple steps (btw, this is no criticism to Judaism or any other faith...I am no bigot and in fact, i have spoken aloud about Judaism many times, even communicating my own father's dying opinion on the subject). I received therapy and now I have a strong self-esteem. My intention is not to terrorize anyone, especially those who have been wrongfully informed and inadvertently involved. I am not looking to 'checkmate' anyone or win a war of words. I love words but I think they are best organized to make people laugh. This was never a game I consulted to play and all I want is the truth to be known, my good character back, health and safety for my children, fair compensation for all that has been raped...and world peace (why not?). I love my family and always will. I hugged my sister and brother and connected with God in both of them. That love that is in all of us that allows us to forgive. I do forgive but I will not be steamrollered by someone who remembers me as a subservient pushover. My name is Michelle Pisciotta. Perhaps I should have introduced myself when
they arrived.
they arrived.
Venting
Copied from my Facebook post:
I have been encouraged to change my name in order to escape undeserved judgement, threats and continued terrorism after having my entire life and experiences professionally raped from me over time by a connected group, including members of my own family; all of whom have been professionally prepped for defense. My own sister and brother showed up at my door on Easter with nieces I have never even met...not lovingly motivated...strategically motivated. My sister and I had a conversation in which she showed me a book that she has published under her new name, as well as letting me know that she has several more coming out. I picked up the book and noticed that it completely mimicked my own writing, my ideas and descriptions. I express my ideas out loud and give speeches, and sing at home (I have done this for many years) for my own stress relief. Has anybody ever seen me auditioning for American Idol? No. I do it because it feels good. As I have expressed over and over again, my house and car have been bugged. As she was describing her near 'carbon copy' of my own situation, she forcefully informed me that was she is surrounded by loyal friends and support, knowing that those she is supported by are the same people who have been trying to destroy my identity, fueled by lies and cover-up. She made some remarks that were repeating 'verbatim' various statements that I have made in the privacy of my own bedroom...statements you would not be privy to unless you were listening to what is being bugged. She performed' a story of her experiences in front of me in a 'mocking' manner. I am a wonderful person. I never deserved this, neither have my children. I feel like I have lived through a sick, psychological thriller. I will speak up for myself. These people have arrogantly all settled into well-timed, arranged situations for the benefit of one big illusion while I have been left stripped and tied to the mast of an abandoned ship, mocked accordingly. About a year ago, I was told by someone involved that this was to be the biggest conspiracy ever but the plan was abandoned. I know the reason is that many of the people involved came to care about me, as well as the fact that I started putting it all together. I am no enemy to anyone. There is good reason I am not close with my family and former In-Laws and just because I rarely spoke of them, rather than 'trashing' them (though I was strategically lured into specific commentary by those involved here), does not make their self-serving lies true. I have allowed rumors, cued, manipulative 'friends' who seem as innocent as could be and high-end, Hollywood-constructed lies and set-ups to dominate throughout this process, though an acute awareness has resided inside of me the entire time. I have watched them all 'clean up' in simultaneous action, all in place with character alibis and organized, strategic community connection while the last decade of my life has been 'lined' with a 'witnessed' chronology of illusion character. I even wrote a poem several years ago that described being 'frozen' during a heavy ascent...this is what I have felt throughout this process...indescribably 'frozen', like a paralyzed person with no voice being repeatedly raped, then buried alive, all the while trying to manage 2 sons who were being psychologically manipulated, pulled into this campaign of hate while I was kept busy at work for years. My younger son, who has Asperger's Syndrome, was used politically and in other ways I don't think I can come to grips with yet. He was given brand new devices that were preloaded with what I would call 'hate fare', cult material and biographies of serial killers...anyone who understands Asperger's understands what happens when a subject is focused on...it becomes breakfast, lunch and dinner of the mind. This was done in order to establish the illusion that my son has been influenced by hate within our home and to establish an obsessive interest in these subjects. This is what any average observer would witness and assume and this was the motivation. I was pressured throughout that time to 'respect' that he was interested in these subjects and criticized and pressured for being judgmental and controlling by wanting to keep this material from him. The men who came into my life during this time were all of similar, odd genius and strategically 'connected'. My sons were lied to about me over and over again, using conditioning and 'illusion' to support the lies during their most impressionable years and now, strategically in place, as insurance, to aid the 'sting' against their own mother. I have been professionally set up to look like the perpetrator (even deliberately lured in conversations to say things about certain people in order to create an illusion that I am a gossip, all to draw more audience hate before the big 'take down'), all to mask that I have been the victim. My ideas and my family's intellectual property have been raped from us while I have been set up to look like a copycat in a hundred fake ways that very powerful people can maneuver and make seem as real as real can be. I was 'set up' to react to certain deliberate stimuli in order that I would burn certain bridges so I would become alone, ripe for hate mob. I was told lies about many people I was close with. I was supposed to be broken down and 'crazy' by now from all of the torture, but I am strong and alive, motivated to survive and my mind is sharper than it has ever been. The financial backing for this attack has been limitless and motivated politically, as well as religiously. My sister also told me that she is now Jewish and in an intensely strange 'checkmate' tone, she said, "I never accepted Jesus as my Savior, you know. For us, this is Passover'. She thinks I don't understand the power of the roads we choose but ironically, the road that has been delivered to me has opened understanding that allows my spirit to 'pass over' every psychological secret game in the deck of control. Mind you, I have not seen my sister in years, nor have I been focused on her or anything about her. I have 'googled' a few people once in a while, like anyone but I have never researched, stalked or followed ANYONE, especially my own family. I wanted nothing more than my own new life and if these criminals hadn't have circumferenced my life for so long, I would have had the opportunity to meet someone special and remarry. Instead, my ex-husband and his family, along with mine, have attacked and controlled, even in that department. I generously tried to reconnect with my sister twice and even sent her a box with special cookies, but heard nothing back so I let go knowing that I had tried, even though it was me who ended the relationship. There are many people who have much to hide and this has also been turned around on me. I am not crazy or paranoid, though there has been a massive attempt to establish this, including under-the-radar torture online, through the State System, and every time I leave my house. I live in a small town and the under the radar, deliberate 'jabs' and treatment I receive socially is enough to make anyone else run and cry and want to die. Eventually, public 'freak outs' occur, as planned, and credibility is meant to be destroyed in the process. Those who have coordinated this attack have maneuvered like one, big, leechy organism of war, for warsake. I am for peacesake. I have heard so many comments about family and how much family matters. I believe this and I look forward to having family one day. I will not change my name. Michelle Pisciotta is my name and it is as lucky and true as I am. Even though it's been hard to even get out of bed these days, I will stand.
I have been encouraged to change my name in order to escape undeserved judgement, threats and continued terrorism after having my entire life and experiences professionally raped from me over time by a connected group, including members of my own family; all of whom have been professionally prepped for defense. My own sister and brother showed up at my door on Easter with nieces I have never even met...not lovingly motivated...strategically motivated. My sister and I had a conversation in which she showed me a book that she has published under her new name, as well as letting me know that she has several more coming out. I picked up the book and noticed that it completely mimicked my own writing, my ideas and descriptions. I express my ideas out loud and give speeches, and sing at home (I have done this for many years) for my own stress relief. Has anybody ever seen me auditioning for American Idol? No. I do it because it feels good. As I have expressed over and over again, my house and car have been bugged. As she was describing her near 'carbon copy' of my own situation, she forcefully informed me that was she is surrounded by loyal friends and support, knowing that those she is supported by are the same people who have been trying to destroy my identity, fueled by lies and cover-up. She made some remarks that were repeating 'verbatim' various statements that I have made in the privacy of my own bedroom...statements you would not be privy to unless you were listening to what is being bugged. She performed' a story of her experiences in front of me in a 'mocking' manner. I am a wonderful person. I never deserved this, neither have my children. I feel like I have lived through a sick, psychological thriller. I will speak up for myself. These people have arrogantly all settled into well-timed, arranged situations for the benefit of one big illusion while I have been left stripped and tied to the mast of an abandoned ship, mocked accordingly. About a year ago, I was told by someone involved that this was to be the biggest conspiracy ever but the plan was abandoned. I know the reason is that many of the people involved came to care about me, as well as the fact that I started putting it all together. I am no enemy to anyone. There is good reason I am not close with my family and former In-Laws and just because I rarely spoke of them, rather than 'trashing' them (though I was strategically lured into specific commentary by those involved here), does not make their self-serving lies true. I have allowed rumors, cued, manipulative 'friends' who seem as innocent as could be and high-end, Hollywood-constructed lies and set-ups to dominate throughout this process, though an acute awareness has resided inside of me the entire time. I have watched them all 'clean up' in simultaneous action, all in place with character alibis and organized, strategic community connection while the last decade of my life has been 'lined' with a 'witnessed' chronology of illusion character. I even wrote a poem several years ago that described being 'frozen' during a heavy ascent...this is what I have felt throughout this process...indescribably 'frozen', like a paralyzed person with no voice being repeatedly raped, then buried alive, all the while trying to manage 2 sons who were being psychologically manipulated, pulled into this campaign of hate while I was kept busy at work for years. My younger son, who has Asperger's Syndrome, was used politically and in other ways I don't think I can come to grips with yet. He was given brand new devices that were preloaded with what I would call 'hate fare', cult material and biographies of serial killers...anyone who understands Asperger's understands what happens when a subject is focused on...it becomes breakfast, lunch and dinner of the mind. This was done in order to establish the illusion that my son has been influenced by hate within our home and to establish an obsessive interest in these subjects. This is what any average observer would witness and assume and this was the motivation. I was pressured throughout that time to 'respect' that he was interested in these subjects and criticized and pressured for being judgmental and controlling by wanting to keep this material from him. The men who came into my life during this time were all of similar, odd genius and strategically 'connected'. My sons were lied to about me over and over again, using conditioning and 'illusion' to support the lies during their most impressionable years and now, strategically in place, as insurance, to aid the 'sting' against their own mother. I have been professionally set up to look like the perpetrator (even deliberately lured in conversations to say things about certain people in order to create an illusion that I am a gossip, all to draw more audience hate before the big 'take down'), all to mask that I have been the victim. My ideas and my family's intellectual property have been raped from us while I have been set up to look like a copycat in a hundred fake ways that very powerful people can maneuver and make seem as real as real can be. I was 'set up' to react to certain deliberate stimuli in order that I would burn certain bridges so I would become alone, ripe for hate mob. I was told lies about many people I was close with. I was supposed to be broken down and 'crazy' by now from all of the torture, but I am strong and alive, motivated to survive and my mind is sharper than it has ever been. The financial backing for this attack has been limitless and motivated politically, as well as religiously. My sister also told me that she is now Jewish and in an intensely strange 'checkmate' tone, she said, "I never accepted Jesus as my Savior, you know. For us, this is Passover'. She thinks I don't understand the power of the roads we choose but ironically, the road that has been delivered to me has opened understanding that allows my spirit to 'pass over' every psychological secret game in the deck of control. Mind you, I have not seen my sister in years, nor have I been focused on her or anything about her. I have 'googled' a few people once in a while, like anyone but I have never researched, stalked or followed ANYONE, especially my own family. I wanted nothing more than my own new life and if these criminals hadn't have circumferenced my life for so long, I would have had the opportunity to meet someone special and remarry. Instead, my ex-husband and his family, along with mine, have attacked and controlled, even in that department. I generously tried to reconnect with my sister twice and even sent her a box with special cookies, but heard nothing back so I let go knowing that I had tried, even though it was me who ended the relationship. There are many people who have much to hide and this has also been turned around on me. I am not crazy or paranoid, though there has been a massive attempt to establish this, including under-the-radar torture online, through the State System, and every time I leave my house. I live in a small town and the under the radar, deliberate 'jabs' and treatment I receive socially is enough to make anyone else run and cry and want to die. Eventually, public 'freak outs' occur, as planned, and credibility is meant to be destroyed in the process. Those who have coordinated this attack have maneuvered like one, big, leechy organism of war, for warsake. I am for peacesake. I have heard so many comments about family and how much family matters. I believe this and I look forward to having family one day. I will not change my name. Michelle Pisciotta is my name and it is as lucky and true as I am. Even though it's been hard to even get out of bed these days, I will stand.
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