Letter from a coffee shop
08:57, writing from a Second Cup coffee shop in Mahagony Calgary.
I've just a journal entry to note. And it's February the 2nd 8:58 a.m. Friday. 20:24
A police officer just came to me in a coffee shop said to me that Patron or some person and identified person to me at least called the police and claimed. I was in the washroom for a long time. I thought I was on drugs. He thought I was on drugs the person that called. And that's very unusual. I told him it was a gang stalker. No doubt and knowing that the police officer doesn't know what gang stalking or targeted individuals are in terms of reality.
He didn't ask any more questions, which I found slightly strange, but maybe they know what it is now. And so I went outside to speak with them some further to explain to him exactly what's going on when he found a debit card that the staff gave him that was apparently dropped near when I purchase something. I was going to go and tell him why I was joking there is probably a dead person because it's a scam. And anyways, he was in his car already. So I came back and sat down and
He came inside and said that he Tracked Down the owner of the card and she lives in whatever some place nearby and that I could swear. He said something like and she knows the targeted individual and that would be incredibly strange because what the hell is he talking about? Four one and two? I don't know anything to do with it. Right? So I'd like I said, it's probably a dead body and I was going to go explain this to them how serious it is whenever Anything points to me, they need to go investigate those people and I have a good example. I was going to tell him in the example. Is related to Regina. So in Regina, I walked home from work at the Matrix V our arcade virtual reality arcade and I was walking home from my job. They're working on their website and I saw two I saw one cell phone on the ground. There's a gigantic brand new iPhone gold iPhone and you know, I'm on assistance and you know dim ate too much at that job, but I was doing okay. But anyways, I picked it up and I was
Didn't return it to the owner because you can't even log into those things. So in the process of going home at died and it stopped like working so I couldn't could actually call. However when I got home I was looking for the charging cable within a minute. There was a police officer at the door the two people claimed. I stole the phone along with another phone out of their car and that's not true. They said they saw me in the car furthermore. ERM or they followed me home somehow and they were parked outside. They called the police from that location. They said they followed me through some sort of app on the phone which was bullshit because the phone was dead furthermore the police officer went into my room and went to a location where they told him in secret and the only reason I know where it is is because people put something there and I thought it was a spider and I left it alone. It was in my attic in my bedroom. So he went into my attic in my bedroom based on the Commendations of these to gang stalkers Claiming I had stolen two phones out of their car. So he retrieved one of their phones that they had paid somebody to put in my bedroom.
The police officers never said anything to me. It was absolutely ridiculous. Although in Regina anything could be happening. So they did Drive slowly by these two assholes so I could get a good look at him and see if I didn't know them and I couldn't recognize my the time but they were the poofy hair guys from Cochran and I never seen him since so they retrieve their phone which was showing them the location of my house no doubt and they put their gold iPhone knowing I'd pick it up as I'm walking home and then they would tell the police officer. They saw me stealing it from their vehicle, which is really extreme lying and I knew it was and so I told him several times that they're lying and he should have told me he found a phone in my bedroom because that's an incredibly serious crime and I'm going to copy Regina on this because you guys are a bunch of fucking dicks and you're really screwed up with Rodney and his girlfriend, you know, there's some wrong with your heads. You should go get them checked out. Like like brains The jury mind control is something fuck Regina. Anyways, fuck this place, too.
I really hope he didn't say what I thought he said because it would be just more crap. Right? I can't go validate it with the staff because it would be useless. Obviously. The card was found on the ground in the staff provided it to the police officer. They're probably getting paid money if it if it connects so the information now that's wrong. They have noted they didn't talk to me about is that some lady claims? She knows me and that's her car. You see that that's just a bunch of bullshit. Okay, the guy's a Serial killing rapist for fuck sakes and it's not me and he's been bothering me for 10 years for fuck sakes so they should always come to me. And they don't there's the guys gone. So I really hope that somebody said because what the fuck does that mean? That means he's getting paid money to say some bullshit because it's a delusion of reference. There's no such thing as a independent person. For example, what is that? It's just a person. Same with a targeted individuals just an individual it's a simple thing. It's like a tall person but not even really because it's too it's more General than a tall person for fuck sakes and when I mention gang stalking now, that's one that's a real thing. And that's the real thing. You can look up or related to mobbing in sociology or organized stocking or it's just sociology fucking You can subject anyways. Okay, I'm gonna send this to you assholes in that I you nobody should be offended by this damn email, but I'm gonna put it through I'm gonna put it through chat GPT first. It's going to make it all nice sounding maybe not. I think I like it the way it is actually