name: Epsylon

e-mail: mrvader24@hotmail.com

alt: digimnstr@hotmail.com

date: 07-19-06

website: http://

do you want your email listed: yes

can others place your information else where on the web: yes

support group: yes

in the event of your dead or missing in action. do you want your personal account to remain on the mcf site: yes

would you care to be an area contact for other victims: yes

area-contact: Electronic / Psychotronics harassment

contact-address: mrvader24@hotmail.com

location: palmdale Ca.

My experiences came about because of my association with
certain groups and "raterneties","societies." I can start by
saying that I was also part of a circle of friends who were
all heavely assocciated with the narcotic crystalmeth.I
know it sounds strange but I soon began to find myself with
so much bad luck that was not normal. Now mind you I have
never been insane or crazy by medical standards but it was
like a negative force had beensent out to make sure I
failed.Anything positive I ever tried to do seemed to be
sabotaged. I thought maybe I was just too paranoid and the
drugs had a lot to do with it. But there were certain
things I noticed. For one I was being followed all the time
everywhere I went. Things around me seemed to always fail,
for example my work truck, sometimes my headlamps would be
left on and the battery completely drained, wires were
deliberatly cut clean. I showed that to my manager and he
did absolutely nothing about it. Because of my delivery
truck always not in proper operation shape and unsafe to
drive I was way behind and I was getting hell from all the
store managers losing out on sales, I worked my ass off
overtime and extremely exhausted,needless to say shit rolls
downhill and the great misfotunate domino effect eventually
kicks in and everything starts to slowly crumble. Don't get
me wrong ofcourse the drugs didn't help much. You can only
be superman under normal conditios. My stress and self
esteem, my to motivating factors were out of control, to
top things off my marriage was ending because my wife at
the time was having an affair.Look longstory short I got
fired and my world was turned upsidedown. I divorced and
gave everything to my exwife becase I love my son and he
means the world to me and i would never put him into my
world. I was bad,not caring and not being a productive
member of society, I was angry,I was hurt, I was lost and
didn't care whether I died or not.If it wasn't for the fact
that I swore on my life that I would never put my son
through the same experience of not having a father I would
not be here fighting my own demons and putting up with the
voices that are thrown at me,the people walking on my roof.
The three black helicopters in darkness of the sky that
hover silently with their lights on so they look like
stars. The electronic sounding noises that are beememed at
my house. The constant honking that became even more real
after my car accident a few months ago. After my care
accident I became really sensitive to frequencies and
became aware of this beeping sound every where I go till
this day after leaving all drugs and mayhem behind I still
here it everywhere and still followed everywhere. I have a
theory that I became an unwilling participant in some kind
of experiment, and i am the guiny pig. I also strongly
beleive that I have been microchipped without my permission
during my surgery. I can't talk much more but I have to go.


