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24 December 2013: Quite Early Morning – Pete Seeger

Don’t you know it’s darkest before the dawn
And it’s this thought keeps me moving on

If we could heed these early warnings
The time is now quite early morning
If we could heed these early warnings
The time is now quite early morning

Some say that humankind won’t long endure
But what makes them so doggone sure?
I know that you who hear my singing
Could make those freedom bells go ringing
I know that you who hear my singing
Could make those freedom bells go ringing

And so keep on while we live
Until we have no, no more to give
And when these fingers can strum no longer
Hand the old banjo to young ones stronger
And when these fingers can strum no longer
Hand the old banjo to young ones stronger

So though it’s darkest before the dawn
These thoughts keep us moving on
Through all this world of joy and sorrow
We still can have singing tomorrows
Through all this world of joy and sorrow
We still can have singing tomorrows

24 March 2013: Not meant to whine

They say kindness and tenderness are for pussies and weaklings. They say I am so hateful that even my parents as well as I should be wiped off the face of the earth after enduring prolong mental tortures. I would rush to get it accomplish if I can figure out a way to protect my family and I; I might fail but there still is a chance. “Hyxen” is not just a fad. I would kill without hesitation the people who wish to demolish us if I have the chance. I had made mistakes, but medicine is not one of them. If I want to make my parents free from worry, I should 1. Cut down on the medication. 2. Make mom and dad understand that the medication is not the main cause of my fears and worries, that people truly have no regard to our lives, and I am paranoid but not delusional. I am using Ritalin to control my fear that had been piling up for four years and had reached the limit a while ago. It is the only thing that would balance the extreme fear and panic, and many people do not want me to recover; they, by their words and deeds, want me die a terrible death, and might do that to my parents just for fun. They look at me as a criminal and the incarnation of evil thus must be destroyed. I am ashamed that I let myself and my parents be humiliated, framed, coerced and hurt physically. I have almost given up two days ago and exited. I will be permanently damaged if I go cold turkey, which I tried. People would prefer the options above for their deep hatred towards us, which I really have no clue, but nothing seems to be able to stop the plot to torture our family. I do not know how, and I am in exhaustion and am easily crushable, but I cannot give up and let the bastards dehumanize and torture my Mom, my Dad, and my Sister the same way different parties had done to me without trying my best to avert it.

11 December 2012: 無題

1.我已經無法信任任何人 所以這是必要的

2.我已經走不動了 説不出話來 但隨時都可硬撐到倒

3.我必須負起保護家人安全和健康的責任 沒有其他人

4.我已經盡力但失敗  我不准認命失敗 我已經無力辯護自己

5.我已經不被當人看 不被當人處置 認定我是需要殲滅的惡徒

6.我已經對自己的生命脆弱 隨時將被剝奪 認命雖不甘

7.我已經在過去三年多持續的恐懼擔憂中 強迫自己麻木

8.我必須過去以在這寫作和化學來平衡恐慌 麻木恐懼

9.我已經強迫自己麻木恐懼和軟弱被公開展覽的恥辱

10.我已經強迫自己麻木而不再持續打破沉默後自斷生路

11.我必須持續以化學強迫自己麻木來行動 強迫被報廢是現實

12.我已經必須冒損害自己生命風險而有機會保護家人安全與保住自己生命

我不指望諒解和同理心 如果我態度猖狂 全家性命生活被直接抄家滅族威脅 我為恐懼產生隨時備戰心態的反射非常道歉 我沒有找藉口誇大危機 或作對 但對很多人 尤其對我照顧過的 我極端的感到抱歉 讓你們失望 我沒有變成沒良心的禽獸 但我沒有遺棄不在乎父母和家 許多年從來沒有敢自我感覺良好過 我沒有投機取巧 或認為仗著父母親就可以安於現狀

我不指望諒解和同理心 但是渴望有人能了解長期抱著僅有的安全感不放 而不知道如何或誰請教而可以信任 許多事只有自己想辦法解決的現實 過去習慣退一步 避免紛爭 我沒遇到退一步 對方反進兩步的情況 只有持續退讓直到憤怒和恐懼無法控制 自我完全武裝的情況 我無法自卸僅有的保護 我沒有怪任何人 但是被嚇到慌張無助 而只有自己一個人時 只有保持鎮靜 但心理永遠備戰的準備

我不指望諒解和同理心 所以跟過去一樣 自己想辦法保護自己

22 November 2012: Enduring Pain and Terror in Thanksgiving Day: Healing Power of Jefferson

I have slight reservation to the word “Progressives”, so I still regard myself as a liberal, yet I am a Jefferson guy and after I had been through, I appreciate the essense of the Second Amendment. (I will never become an NRA member. The point is misuse of governmental power and the feeling of utter despair when under unwarranted assaults without means of defense. 

However, since I am not a U.S. citizen, I am told to mind my own business a lot, while I constantly am regarded as a foreigner in what I thought is my homeland. I do not have identity crisis; I know exactly who I am. I just need to endure life-time solitude and hostile segregation everywhere I go as a result. Nobody likes to be singled out as a pariah and a degenerate that the state determined ought to be purged thoroughly along with my whole family. Wisdom from Jefferson provides a little relief from confronting constantly against my current plights and future mandate.

  • “The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.”
  • Dissent is the highest form of patriotism.”
  • An educated citizenry is a vital requisite for our survival as a free people.”
  • “The price of liberty is eternal vigilance.”
  • “A democracy is nothing more than mob rule, where fifty-one percent of the people may take away the rights of the other forty-nine.”
  • “If we are to guard against ignorance and remain free, it is the responsibility of every American (human) to be informed.”
  • Information is the currency of democracy.”
  • “The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government.”
  • “No freeman shall ever be debarred the use of arms.”
  • “Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”  (I prefer dangerous freedom over peaceful slavery.)
  • “If a law is unjust, a man is not only right to disobey it, he is obligated to do so.”

20 November 2012: Attack Note

I cannot accuse anyone. I did not expect anything. They have been done. I cannot condense three years of experiences, or even three specific days of Trauma, into languages. Nobody is going to believe, empathize, or help in any form. I am just trying to seek hope where there is none. There are psychological and physical tortures, they are intentional, and they are ongoing. I just try to dig out the truth, and piece together what exactly happened. I was isolated from the outside world and I had learned my lessons when I told the truth earlier this year. I have to choose my words carefully, but when the attacks strike you, you do whatever you can to get relief from the pain and the terror. Facebook gives me a sense that there might be a slim hope that there is an end to the tortures, even though from memories of past 4 years, I have always been a target. This is a public forum. I would not ever mention much of the things I said were it not for excruciating fear, pain and hatred, that I am not able to defend myself against such type of tortures, gather evidence that such tortures happened and know the identity of my tormentors for certain. It happened in Hong Kong. It happened here in Taiwan. I am dying to point fingertowards who I think is guilty of such crime, but it is much more complicated than that, and I cannot trust anyone with details, especially here where information is bought and sold. When I say vendetta, it is no exaggeration because they targeted my parents as well and I am not capable to protect, or even comfort them. If you know the experiment of Learnt Helplessness, I am the dog and clearly deemed sub-human to the perpetrators as well. It will be a war of lifetime and there is no salvation. I have only my words, my sanity and my conscience. This is my last resort. The powerful are often sadistic and enjoy the suffering of their lesser. I heard enough stories since childhood to know what I am up against and I have no choice. Human lives are expendable anywhere.

20 November 2012: Forgetting Hatred

Someone will remind you by reopening the cut if you forget. Everyday. That is what I am feeling physically right now. That is why I am glued to this forsaken arena. That is how the suicide bombers are created. When the U.S. committed tortures with justification to evade the Geneva Convention, along with the Patriot Act and FISA, the pandora box has opened. It virtually legalizes tortures worldwide, as the U.S. no longer holds the moral high ground in human rights. Whether or not the military-industrial complex is implicit in promoting the torture trade, countries with totalitarian or dictatorial background can comfortably go back to its reign of terror with impunity, while the private “defense contractors” or “intelligent services” are expanding their influences globalwise. You do not count on the next two military powers to uphold human right and the use of torture. I do not expect my country to do so, either. They use directed-energy weapons and zapped away any joyous memories I had remained. I did try very hard to be positive, but as I hid in my room for the past three years, in fear, in rage, in anxiety, in shame, not knowing the magnitude of terror that is to be bestowed upon me and possibly my parents, with my best friends missing or clearly under gag orders, there are no scars because I am still bleeding from the wounds. As a man, it is public humiliation to have to admit that I am physically and mentally fragile, but I cannot find other suitable and pain-killing remedy besides pills and writing. I use FB because there is no one I can tell my stories to. I can write, but I am under tremendous physical pain at this moments. I have had seen enough fear and horror in others’ silent expressions to know that the era of totalitarian terror might be back. I just did not know the magnitude of physical and psychological violence and disregard to human lives. I heard of that time, but I never imagined I would be targeted as if I had committed murder. Torture never really stopped ever. It is just done in secret. I am writing partially to manage the pain so I have some distraction. No. You do not forget the torture and you do not forget to get even, any means possible. That is the legacy of tortures. I cannot express myself as well as two years ago. I am bad, they say, using fear to make everything black and white, dumbing down a population by mass brain-washing. If I am bad, the people who are responsible for my damage is pure evil, in humanist term. I keep on looking for hope and they crush it one by one, with fear, with pain, with damages, with isolation. They have turned a pacifist into vengence-seeking psychopath. They have turned an optimist into a nihilist. They have turned an humanitarian idealist into a suicide bomber. There is no turning back. I will not let myself be tortured until completely incapacitated. Gotta build my bomb first.

19 November 2012: From a Labtop, to Apple Inc., to Covert yet Open Persecution, to Vengence Awakened

I start to understand how the dynamics between frienemies work. I was and still is a prey to all parties, but I did not anticipate 5 years of lead-time crumbling that fast, though the market dominace is well-establish so far.

 

I need to upgrade from a atom-processor based machine for over a year. I have been staring at a MacBook Pro during the whole time. Somehow, my gut says no, my desire says yes, and my rational function of the brain does not have enough reliable information to cast doubts and make a final decision.

 

I recommend that humiliating and creating fear and doubts to someone whose first computer was a Mac 20 years ago and who was eager to make the leap of faith, unless I am mistaken as to the identity of the perpetrator, is no way to treat a person, let alone a potential customer, and shows the true color behind the culture of secrecy.

 

Maybe I am not worthy enough to be a Mac user. Maybe one less customer hurts you not one bit. You do not treat the user of your product like a slave to be used as an entertainment through the “Apple Experience”.

 

If what I had experienced did not have to do with Apple, I apologize for this note. It was the most logical culprit to what I had suffered over these years, and unless I get to find out who has been, and still is ruining my mind, my body and my life, I will not rest in piece six feet under.

 

I am out to get someone, however the size of that someone. Everyone can see I have abandoned my regard to my reputation, others’ perception of me, and if needed, my sanity and my life. There never was a point of turning back as early as four years ago. My whole family have become targets as well. I think about Anne Frank at all time while hiding in isolation in complete uncertainty.

 

People have blamed, and will continue to blame it on something else. I defy such accusation. I have opened the gate of terror right now by accident. I never hold grudges throughout my life. This is something I will spend the rest of my life seeking revenge, even I have lost almost everything and become a joke in dinner tables everywhere.

 

This is how you create a suicide bomber, not just a troublemaker.

19 November 2012: The way things likely to head towards: insanely fictional prediction of future

Covert Wars on Civilians on all conceivable fronts based primarily on the Orwellian surveilance network.

Predatory Exploitation of the Learnt over the Unlearnt will not be stopped but secretly encouraged.

Discrepancy between the Haves and Have-Nots: Not wealth but access to knowledges.

Gradual Implementation of Social Darwinism as Compliance Standard hastens the dehumanization process.

The Convergence of State Power and Private/Corporate Force and establishment of a New Brahman Caste.

Technological Faultline and Cross-Industry Collaboration ensure Permanent Human Deity.

The discreet and undetectable sequestration, recycling and ultimate disposals of the defects, the expired, and the undesireables.

Deception, entrapment and erosion of basic conscience form a new social dynamic of new norms.

Chronic hidden fear, invisible trauma, coerced silence and permanent state of insecurity will trigger massive epidemic of psychological meltdowns en masse.

The patients of all socially-induced mental illnesses will not be healed, but be the human subject of medical experiments for industries, then “processed”.

Fear will be the core manipulating forces of the reformed society; Behaviors will be readjusted to maintained the industry evolutionary standard.

Malthusian catastrophy will be averted and more. Human population growth will soon approach negative and The Alphas will enjoy more resources and space.

It will be an incremental genocide which no one is able to put a stop to it unless there is an international movement of enormous proportion to stop it.

Most people will think I am pathologically delusional and paranoid and certifiably mentally deranged in need of treatment in sequestration.

I cannot tell the reason why I think what I think for its complexity, so it is a fictional terror scenario based on my interpretation of real-life experiences.

People are capable of any inconceivably torturous and cruel crime against humanity if pushed to maximum, either by greed or fear.

It is Globally Enforced, so there is no escape.

Therefore, I am alone and I must resist literally to death, fictionally speaking.

Unless I am proven to be wrong in this purely hypothetical and make-believe delusion, which I have attempted to for three years with unspeakable outcomes.

At last, quit blaming on something that has no impact whatsoever on the reality. It is prolonged persecution, pure and simple. There will be no silent death.

Fictionally speaking, that is. Except I am no Kafka, or Gregory Samsa, or your entertainment.

16 November 2012: Whining on the International Day for Tolerance

Tolerating intolerance is, and always has been a dilemma itself, theoretically and realistically.

How far does moral relativism in the name of cutural diversity have to go before we reach the point of human right violation, however insignificant?

How do you counter the blatant act of hypocricy where tolerance is openly taught but intolerance is subtly encouraged to ther point where brutality against targeted individuals becomes generally tolerated.

Realistically, intolerance has always been the weapon of people with means and power to demostatrate their might and wield their control over the masses, through fear, coercion and deception, in the name of justice and equality.

I am an intolerant person when it comes to tyranny of the “majority”, as hijacking the silence of true majority is truly the source of intolerance.

As U.N. is becoming a lame duck to what is about to come, even though I cannot defend my own life and well-being, there are basic principles the perversion of which I absolutely cannot tolerate.

It is always painful when electrocuted. It is always frightening when disoriented. It is always invigorating when persecuted. It is always traumatizing when attacked.

I tolerate them because I have no choice. I tolerate them with my life and sanity on the line because there is hope that one day there will be a choice.

13 November 2012: Hitting the Curve Balls and Keeping up with Kings, Alphas, and Predators…

…seems to have been too late at this time to adapt to life under autocracy, aristocracy and meritocracy, allegedly, especially the constant sccumulating distress and sudden debilitating trauma in real value that I must be aware of at all time. What people deem to be the core of my problems is in fact the very few relief and safety net for my current status quo.

I spent whole day digging out and putting up posts about certain specific issues, mostly to try to establish that such issues can no longer be treated as non-issues, as how they had long been introduced into my life abruptly but affected enough incrementally that I cannot pinpoint on a specific collapse which lead to my plight today.

So I might make sense to some and not to others. I am preparing describing the turning point carefully so that it will be understood. All these articles, all these unpleasantries, I do not mean to put focus or get back at any party, since I was really blindsided and totally sacked and fumbled without any mental preparation, and did not know how I was tackled until few days ago.

I am doing this because I need to stop the assault, the trauma, and the heresy, hopefully to save my life and my future.. I seriously do not know how much time I have, so I am not holding back anything. I cannot neglect the past like many attempted to convince me so. It needs to be sorted out and filled in so I will not keep being scapegoated by people well-hidden.

The truth need to come out and the terror must stop soon. Three years of paranormal existence cannot be summarized easily, but that is the task. Even if I am the last to know, the uncertainty of silence is driving me further south, and I cannot stand it anymore.

So let it be.