WCIT I am certain I got nailed - Jim Stone

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Feb 29, 2016

 

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I am certain I got nailed.

It happened in the week after I found the Tdap link to microcephaly in Brazil. There was a cyber cafe I found that worked for securing the web site, and I had been there a few times. This cyber cafe was at a super crappy 70 percent abandoned outdoor mall. It was a place where you would NEVER see anyone wearing a suit and tie.

I went there for another password change. Before I got to the cyber cafe, I noticed a 60 year old british looking guy in a suit and tie. And I thought to myself "He does not belong here". Then I saw another. And another. I never said a word to them, yet when they saw me they came to me and surrounded me. They were all smiling and talking, and were touching me in various places. And I thought to myself: That was the perfect Rothchild type setup where they place things on people, and a while later they come down with cancer or some other malady and die.

After about 30 seconds of this, they split up and went separate ways. And it creeped me out.

Then the crazy stuff started happening. I sprouted a large mushroom shaped growth out the back of my head. Other places they touched me produced similar small growths but I kept them in check by burning them with bleach. I kept quiet about this on the web site because I was still wondering "what if?" Well, I got the answer to the "what if," so now I am going to say it and give people a heads up -

I had figured I would try to kill the mushroom off by burning it. It was solid, very tough, and it had a way to commandeer my nerves so if I did anything to it, it was like trying to cut a finger off. I started with a soldering iron but just could not get the muster to do it that way, and also it was so large that a soldering iron just seemed stupid. So I then figured I might be able to get it hot enough if I boiled water in a thick ceramic cup, and then used the ceramic to burn the mushroom over several re-heatings. After about 45 minutes of that fun, the head of the mushroom came off, and I continued to burn the stalk all the way down to skin level.

At no point was there ever any blood. And I thought to myself: How did this thing get control of my nerves so well it felt like a body part, without giving those nerves any blood? Anyway it was better that way because I did not end up with a huge bloody mess.

So the mushroom was gone. A hole was left where the stalk was, and it dried over. And then the punishment started.

The next day I had a headache. It quickly progressed to muscle aches. The other small growths which were on my face, neck, and left arm responded to the death of the big growth, and also died despite the fact I did nothing to them. Somehow they needed the big growth to live. And then I got sick as hell. This is the sickness that has screwed up my writing on this web site for a while.

Then a large section of skin I never burned on the back of my head turned the same white the mushroom was and dried out. It came off and left a huge long gash on the back of my head that was not the shape of the mushroom stalk. There was never any blood EVER, NOTHING which was really odd because everything that happened would normally leave a huge bloody injury but there was never any blood.

The sickness was not contagious. I still cannot figure out what it was. It was awful icky horrible illness, where for an hour my tongue would hurt so bad I wished I was dead, then the inside of my nose would hurt that way, then my throat, then an arm, then this then that whatever, and sometimes I would feel like the flu, then a cold, then food poisoning but it was all nothing, I could not cough up phlegm like a cold. Folks this one was weird, it was like that thing was re-wiring nerves and when it died there was every sort of nervous malfunction one could think of.

I am still feeling sick, but a few days ago the fever went away and I at least got my strength back. And I am getting a little bit better each day. The sickness was obviously related to burning that thing off, (whatever it was) and the concurrent death of all the other growths when the big one was killed is creepy to say the least. I think that was a genetically engineered organism, probably to give people cancer, and by luck the main growth that gets it all started happened to be in a place I could get to it to kill it rather than have it be inside the liver or wherever, leading to a hopeless situation.

I was suspicious of those three men in suits and ties the moment I saw them. Why did they surround me and "friend tap" me all over the place and walk off? That just does not happen in every day life. I am confident now that this is how hits are done, when they have someone who does not go to bars, visit prostitutes, or make themselves vulnerable in any way whatsoever. They figured out I was going to that mall to reset passwords and correctly guessed when I would be there. They probably nailed Steve Jobs, Aaron Russo, and others the same way.

So I would like to give others in alt media a heads up on one thing to watch out for. I think they finally got sick of me and took action after the Zika/Tdap bust. It had to be something of that sort, because I swear to God I don't ever get surrounded by friendly guys in suits who touch me everywhere, and then have things start growing out of me. That was more than just an anomaly.

In hindsight I think the following things can be concluded:

When they nail people, there is a master location (a master growth) that has to be there and is probably planted separately from the other growths. If it is not there to communicate with the smaller growths, it is assumed by the small growths that they are on the wrong person and therefore should self terminate. This would make sense, because having a main growth control it all would prevent other people from getting hit by the weapon.

I don't think they ever expect anyone to get the gumption to actually burn anything off the way I did. I chose to burn it off because I was afraid that if I cut it off, pieces of it would enter my blood stream and cause all sorts of problems elsewhere. The only way to nail it for sure then would be to burn it, and that is why I chose that method. I also figured most doctors would be stupid about it and that is why I handled it myself.

Killing the growth and getting sick could be coincidental, but I doubt it. I doubt it mainly because no one else was sick, and no one else got sick, and the timing was like clockwork, it did not take even a day for the punishment to start. It seemed like a direct correlation. Additionally, this was a very weird illness that could not be pegged down as a cold or flu, even though it had some of the same symptoms. The actual pains were off the charts bad, but nothing ever manifested itself to indicate there should be any pain at all.

I am surprised the small growths died by themselves. I thought that if there was any connection they would suddenly get bad if I killed the big one. They did not, all they did was die and go away. So there was obviously a connection there, that worked out for the better.

This could be ongoing, but so far so good.

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