## Ian Clark I Have Almost Been Murdered

### And Still Feel My Life Is At Risk

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> On Christmas Day, 1997 while most people are enjoying themselves with there families, that at about 2am, I could feel something wrong, I felt concuss , feeling that I was under going electronic shock treatment, at about 7am I woke feeling very heavily concuss, lying in massive pool of sweat, with a thick substance through my hair and soaking my pillow with my breathing almost non existent, that weak that I could not move from the seat in my car, I was that weak and in enormous pain that I was unable to sit up in my car, my heart was racing all day at a very rapid rate and with a sick feeling around my heart and felt like it was on fire, I laid there in my car in this condition all day, I was almost dead, I was that concuss that I was disorientated, I hardly new where I was, eyes very blurred, very wobbly on my feet, I believe I was being Interfered with all that day, during the day there were people driving past me staring at me, but no one stopped to see if I needed any help.

> ## Table of Contents

> > Preface
> > Operation and beginning of story.
> > Movies that were showing at the time I was evicted.
> > Eviction from my house in St. Clair
> > Hiring a private Investigator
> > The death of my father
> > Sussie Television Weather Girl
> > The death of my mother
> > Formula one and there is still more to come.
> > My addiction to television
> > My second house at Browns Plains, Queensland.
> > Social security Denying myself of $20,000.00 in unemployment benefits, yes a Conspiracy.
> > Motor racing Controlling my life, sporting politics
> > My savings Went to nil with no Income
> > More Formula One
> > The result Being forced to leave my house in Browns Plains
> > Me and the Police
> > My letter to the primeminister of Australia
> > My Letters to Robert Naeslund
> > Doctors and my Health
> > "Schizophrenia" It Alarms me to find that this disorder was documented around anyone saying they had a Implantable controlling chip Implanted in there skull, head, neck, body.
> > Life in 1997-98
> > A Look at the Next 5 Chapters
> > Copyright

> ## Preface

> In last twenty years, I have had my right to a normal life taken away from myself, the right to have good health, a painless peaceful life, a personal life, the right to a loving relationships and Family life, the right to have children, now even if I married and started a family I will be over 60 years before any child would reach the age of 20 years, the right to enjoyment of life, the right to financial security, the right to a career in whatever I choose, and over the past 10 years have been unable to obtain any sort of employment, with most employers discriminating against myself, not even writing or phoning myself back, and at 40 years of age in July, I have never had a girlfriend or been loved and this is not from not wanting a lover or from shyness.

> In the past 15 years my life has been a fight to survive and that I have been physically and mentally Tortured out of 2 houses I have owned, electronicly stalked continuously 24 hours a day, now live in a small room with none of the comforts of home, since coming back from America I have found myself being Tortured to the extent that I now feel my life is in danger, I need to rube my chest with chest rub to enable to breath, I also need to rub my lower abdomen to enable myself to urinate properly, I am in constant pain all over my body, I now have trouble eating because of my lack of teeth and am in need of bridges, I also need an operation on my sinuses which I should of had in March of 1996 but I was put off and put off and believe that the hospital did not want to do an operation on myself.

> The devise I believe responsible for this a electronic brain Implant, Implanted during an operation I had in Blacktown Hospital, Blacktown Sydney in 1963 an Tonsillectomy, since then even in my childhood I was Tortured but not to the extent I am today, I have experienced enormous pain and suffering, including electronic shock within the head causing temporary concussion, loss of personality, temporary and permanent memory loss, muscle waste, sexual impotence, Sexual desire, the inability to physically achieve thing that come so easily for others I have had to endure over the passed 20 years including 20 teeth I had to have extracted and believe that this has been caused by electronic stimulation of the teeth via the nerves system, Slavery was outlawed over 100 years ago and controls my life .

> My financial position at present is that I have been forced to pay for all the costs like storage of household goods, rent which I would of never had pay, replacement costs of destroyed items and items I had to sell, car expenses which I would not have had to pay, credit card expenses, all this un necessary medication and costs of doctors and dentists, I have had to have, clothes that I can not afford to pay for full details in the past eleven years this has cost myself financial an estimated three and a half million dollars in losses and expenses, I have been refused medical treatment, with most of my consultation at doctors ending with myself leaving with some useless antibiotics, with doctors ignoring most of verbal input.

> Over the past 10 years It has been Impossible for myself to find any sort of decent employment only picking up Labouring or trade employment, with most people refusing me employment, and believe that I have been victimised in this area, just the same as whenever I went out for the night, I would have trouble getting into to night clubs and being served at the bar was another extreme effect.

> It comes quite disgusting to me that I have had to endure treatment like when my Family came to Australia in 1838 worked in pittwater in Sydney for two or more year and paid only about 20 pound a year and helped build this country into what it is today, my Great, Great Grand Father Robert Clark had 13 children, he built and looked after the school and church in Nelsons Plains which were on his property, he also gave food and lodgings to anyone who needed them in return for a little work, he was honoured amongst the community for service to the community, My Great Grand Father also named Robert, had in excess of 30 children and also looked after children that were not his, he also gave land for the school and helped build the school, his farm still stands today in Clarks road in Duval near Armidale in New South Wales, the Clark farm as of 1996 was still marked on the local map, and these are the type of people who made this country that it is today.

> It has become that bad that I now find it impossible to live in Australia the country I was born in and the country that my family back to 1838 helped build into what it is today, I have been turned into an Invalid only able to walk a short distance before becoming exhausted, weak, in pain in my lungs, with the need to lie down for a rest after a short walk, my Internal organs feeling like they are being strangled and Interfered with by electronic Shock Treatment, this puts enormous undue strain on my heart, lungs, which will cause them to expire perpetually which makes myself think only one thing and that someone is trying to kill myself slowly and very painfully, "you don't have to pull a trigger to kill someone"

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> ## Operation

> It was in about 1966 when I was seven years of age, that an Royal Australian Air Force officer made an visit to my parents home in Blacktown, and had a talk to my mother, I was home and my mother called me inside, I was introduce to this officer who asked me some questions about an operation I was going into Blacktown hospital for, He said " do you know what is going to happen when you go into hospital for your operation" I could not answer him and my mother answered on my behalf, saying that I was having my tonsils removed so I would not have a sore throat any more, the officer then said that you are a very brave boy, you can go and play now if you like I would like to have a few word with your mother and I did, This officer visited twice and that I never seen him again.

> I was admitted into Blacktown Hospital For an operation to have my Tonsils removed, in 1967 which was preformed by a Doctor Thomson. It was only six weeks prior to this that the original Doctor, Doctor Smith had refused too preform this operation, well after he had scheduled this procedure and all the bookings at the hospital had been made.

> During this procedure to have my Tonsils removed, I believe I was interfered with, having an electronic devise Implanted into myself which has Tortured and controlled my life and body functions since that day, the afternoon I awake after the operation I can remember a nurse say to me "you were in theatre for such a long time, far two long for removal of Tonsils " It was about 3pm and I had gone in at 7am and I was one of the first operations of the day, xrays I have had in the past few years show a foreign body lodged, on the most forward section of my top vertebrae, which all Doctors put down to a bone Island, and which they have refused to Investigate any further, all my life since this operation I have suffered from sore and red raw throat and tongue, although nothing compared with the tenderness and soreness I suffer today which is red raw, with inflammation surrounding the area where the foreign Body is present, with massive muscle waste around the neck area.

> I had two nurses working on me, I was bring up bowl fulls of blood, this went on for a few hours, I felt disgusting with my head feeling very heavy and my body was very painful and weak.

> In 1995 I went to Blacktown Hospital for a copy of my hospital file and was told that they had been destroyed, which came as a surprise to me, destroying medical files is illegal.

> During my childhood and years of education I was picked on and teased at school continuously to the existent that on many occasions ended with me in tears, I did not want to go to school but I did. Teachers felt I had a leaning disability, I could never spell or read properly, "these were my sisters best subjects " I never had many friends and the ones I did had never continued outside of school hours, I had trouble competing in any sporting events because my respiratory system could not keep up with the rest of my body, I would loss my breath very quickly, in 1994 I was told by a Doctor that I had the best Heart-Lung combination that she had ever seen, over the years I have myself checked out by all sorts of doctors to find that I did not have any health problems, "The only problems I have is sinus and this was in 1983."

> I got occasional headaches during my school days, which would start with blurry eyes then turn into a headache but this was not very regular, in high school, there was a girl who said to me on many occasion " Don't you know what is going on" there was someone else there and she said to them " He dose not even know that is going on then left with a little laugh" I new she was not talking about school nor school work but did not know that she was talking about. A pupil named Colin, bullied me all throughout high school allot of others joined in once he started bulling me, this kept on until I cornered him one day and bashed him, he brought this electronic devise to school one day, he told every body that this devise was used to give people constant shock treatment, his father was a naval officer.

> It was in about 1976 just after I purchased a car, that I noticed that I was waking up still very tied and light headed, with my head spinning occasionally, although this never affected my work at this stage, I had just completed an apprenticeship a wood machinist, my father at this stage was in a nursing home, He suffered from MS and mother could not care for him any longer as he was confined to a wheelchair and that heavy she could not lift him.

> Then in 1979 my life changed quiet noticeably, I would spend a lot of time in my bedroom lying on my bed feeling exhausted, lifeless and very weak, with my respiratory system hardly working, 30 to 60 minutes at a time having a short sleep until I had recuperated, then I would get up and listen to some music through headphones and think I was an racing car driver, driving in a race, a well known Australian racing driver was in my thoughts constantly, even when I was working concentrating on work I would have my concentration broken by the thoughts of being an racing car driver and this was full on every day, at this time I did not even know this was abnormal, but now know these were not my thoughts and believe that I was being interfered with.

> Motor racing ruled my life at this stage every night and weekend I would march around my bed room with headphones on listening to music think I was a racing car driver, this just ruled and wasted my life away, at the same time feeling listless on my bed, this problem became a serious problem, but did not take any notice of this, thinking it was just a part of my life and never ever thought it was abnormal, I was noticing that there were a lot of fast car going up and down the street in Blacktown.

> In the mornings I was feeling very exhausted and getting up to go to work was a major problem but just took it in my stride, at this stage I started a Freeport furniture company with four others, which went into liquation within two years, during this time I noticed that there was a formula one team that was sponsored by a company of the same name, every one nick-named me "Jack" as in Jack Brabham, an Australian Formula One driver.

> It was also during this time around 1980 that I started getting teeth aches, which would go on all night three or four nights a week, in the day the aching would stop but I was that tied that I could not hardly do my job, this was a torture campaign that was being against me for immoral means ? I went to the dentist and doctors on many occasions during this time but both told me that there was nothing medically wrong with me, but the aching never went away every week for months and months the pain would be enormous, like wanting to bash my head against a brick wall it was that bad. this was on and off for almost three years, this has continued right up until now, know were as bad as in the 1980s.

> During the years 1978 to 1983 I eventually had to have 8 teeth extracted all of which had an infection in the nerve, some of which the nerve could not be numbed enough and were extracted without the anaesthetic taking any affect, and the pain was unbelievable.

> Every time I went to the Doctor I was sent for xrays one of the partner names would always be Phillip and then I was refereed to Doctor's nurses name was Mary, this was well before I even considered buying a house at Harvey Circuit St. Clair two names that were at Harvey Circuit St. Clair, one on either side of the house I bought numbers 20 and 16.

> It was also in 1980 -1981 that I had a very bad 12 months with my health, I could not urinate or pass a motion properly and felt like my body was being strangled and believe I was being interfered with, if it was not one thing it was another there was always enormous pain, my muscles started wasting away to the extent that I was that weak I was in pain, specially in the arms and shoulders, I was having trouble breathing just as if my respiratory system had been slowed right down, but come Monday morning I would feel a little better and go to work even thou by lunch time I would feel very tied.

> It was at this time in early 1981 that the company I owned with 5 others went into liquidation, one of these partners I started another business with, we borrowed money from a bank, this is where I meet a single woman who lived in Blacktown. just around the corner from where I lived, for the next two years all I did was drive up and down her Street, around the block continuously every day every night, weekends even every morning which made me late for work, every night it would be like a love scene from a love movie going on in my head, this is also the time that masturbating really got out of control five or six times daily and at times even more and it was not as if I wanted to and felt like I was being forced to do so, it degusted me after every time this happened, and also scared me a lot.

> It was at the end of 1981 that I started to have major Sinus problems which did not run in the family, and did not exist 12 months previously, and now believe that these were caused by electronic stimulation of the sinuses, and was operated on in 1984, in Baulkham Hills Hospital, and there again I was in surgery for hours beyond normal operating times, going into theatre at 7am and coming out no earlier then 3pm, with the same result as the operation I had 15 years previously, bring up bowls full of blood and mucus, this thing I noticed after I was aware of my surrounding was that I could feel my Penis was impotent I had no feelings at all in this area, this had never happened with any previous anaesthetic, these feeling continued, with me gradually excepting this not realising I was any different, but not to the extent of being impotent.

> It was in 1981 and 1982 that I went on an Pacific Cruise around the Fijian Islands, on both occasions I was brain dead through out the duration, and also catching a very bad case of pleurisy, that bad I was in enormous pain just, drinking water, this destroyed booth holidays, the first Cruise in 1981, I almost never went through my jaw started aching a week before I was due to leave, doctors, dentists could not find any problems with my teeth, one of my back teeth felt like it had electrical current running through it, every time I would put my tongue on it I could feel the electricity, then on the day I left I went to the Dentist and had this tooth extracted, the Dentist said this tooth was not defective, and should not of been aching, It was on this Cruise that a male from Britain said to me quite out of the blue, and not in a threatening way, "that you will be sorry one day for having that operation, you'll be sorry that was put in you" I walked away bewildered not knowing what he was talking aboutIt was at this time that "The Love Boat" was screening in Australia, In 1983 when my Business partner went on a Pacific Cruise, I believe the Jealously got to much for him, My mother through me out of her home, came home from work one night, a suitcase was on the front step, with cloth and a letter, saying I was not pulling my wait around the house, with my father in a nursing home, which I was not doing enough around the house, I was always in trouble with my mother, she always screamed at me to mow the lawn and to put the garbage out, I always seemed to be in trouble, every thing I did I was in trouble.

> I went to the factory for a night but it was to cold and the floor too hard, so went and lived in a caravan at rouse hill for a week, here I froze during the night and vowed to myself never to live in a caravan again, It was then I decided to find an apartment for myself, I had the money saved, then on the Sunday after I was thrown out, I went back to mums house to get some clothes and my mother told me that she did not want me to leave home and that she loved me, I then saved every cent I earned, then stated looking for an apartment to purchase, the salesman showed myself many apartments all of which were above my price range, then strangely enough he found a house that was in my price range, I believe this house was waiting there just for me to buy.

> On the 3rd December 1983 I moved into this house in St. Clair, 18 Harvey circuit, that I had purchased and mortgaged to the National Australian Bank, It was that the first six months everything was good or I thought it was neighbour's were being very friendly, too friendly I thought, and it was quiet evident that they were after more than friendship.

> I could even feel the tension around the neighbourhood and I knew there was something going on, one neighbour in number 16, inviting me in for dinner on many occasions talking about marriage and baby's, this was Mrs Karen. C., who would always sit next to me, and also invite me in for coffee just so they could talk over me telling me that they were going to do but I did not know they were talking about me, I believe I was an Obsession to Mr. and Mrs C, from the first day I moved into the house, I could not do or go anything with out them wanting to known where I had been or/and what I had been doing, at one stage talking about putting a gate in the fence so they could come and go at there pleasure.

> On some occasion I would come home from work late and Mr. P.C. would come outside and say "where have you been I have cooked dinner for you" If Mr. P.C. and Mrs K. C. had not seen me for a few days because of my work or it rained for a few days Mr. P. C. would go down the back yard and start whistling or mowe his back yard, just to let me know that he was not inside expecting me to go into see Mrs. K. C. on another occasion Mr. P.C. came in and opened the blind on my back window just to show me that Mrs. K. C. and her sister were getting into the swimming pool in there swimmers, every thing I did and everywhere I went they new about, almost every time I would walk out my front door someone from that family would be in the front yard, or looking out the window, and on several occasions when I was doing my weekly shopping, they would be in the same shop at the same time.

> On the first night I moved into the house Mr. P.C. was filling his pool from a tap on my property and I new then that there was going to be problem, On that same day the agent who sold me the house, when I rang to ask about the keys he said "that I will leave them next door at number 16 " I said "NO" leave them in the metre box, The scare tactics and mental torture did not start straight away, this started a matter of week after being discharged from Baulkham Hills Hospital after a sinus operation. I can not remember most of this but it all revolved around the Mr.P.C. and Mrs K.C. trying to make me scared of Mr. P. C. I believe the reason for this was, that for me to enjoy my life and house there at Harvey Circuit I needed to make a move on Mrs. K. C. and believe beyond reasonable doubt that over the past 15 years they have been trying to railroad myself into Mrs. K. C. arms.

> Something's they would say while I was in there house after being invited in for coffee were: Mrs. K.C. said "we could cause awful problems-because we know things that a lot of people don't" Mr. P.C said "know one would ever scare me out of my house" "people have already told us that they would help us get what we want" "what are you going to do when it happens are you going to rent or sell your house".

> It was about this time masturbating got out of control I could hardly get an erection and just kept on masturbating for half hour at a time, and it was not as if I wanted to and felt like I was being forced to do so, and believe I was under control, this was not only once a day but 4-5 times a day, this took over my life that much, that In the mornings I would be late for work because of this, on one or two occasions there was someone outside throwing small stones at my bed room window, while I was Masturbating, I had my life wasted doing this instead of going on out to find a girl friend, and believe I had no control over this, at the time I did not even think that this was abnormal.

> My other neighbours on the other side number 20 Mr. I.B. and Mrs. M. B. had two daughters M.B. and J.B. and one son, whenever I would go out anywhere or would come home late from work, or even when I went to my mothers, M.B. and J.B. would go outside and start playing tennis and start whining to there father Ivan and he would say "well what do you want me to do about that I can't do that, Mrs. M.B. would go out her back door and scream out, "get in here, get in here"

> It was the week before I was to leave on a short break to Hayman Island that I contracted a very bad viral Infection, (this happened to me on very holiday I went on either just before going or during the time I was vacationing) which lasted all that week and into the week I was on Hayman Island, all this week my left ear was blocked and ached, the second half of the week I was constipated making myself extremely uncomfortable, I also spent a lot of time lying on my bed, usually 2pm to 5pm, at meal times my waitress who resembled one of the girls from number 20, this waitress spent most of time serving the table next to me, and was very slow to serve my table, having to ask for everything, there were wall to wall beautiful female bodies, with every time I went to the beach which was just outside my front door.

> I got an erection that I could not control, (quite different to now since being Interfered with Immorally, I believe the politics behind that Billion Dollar drug "Viagra") even when I went in the cold water I would get a massive erection, there were women making passes at me non stop for the first few days, and I just stood there like a zombie, not knowing I was under controlled but was, after the first few days I became very dazed, drowsy, and concuss, not getting up until 10am, then sitting outside my room incoherent then having lunch at 12pm to 1pm, then having to lie down for a sleep at 2pm and not waking until 4.30pm just before dinner, then showering dressing, having dinner a few drinks, and by this time I would feel right out of it, the result of being Interfered with, I started noticing that people would repeat things to me that I had thought or I had done the day before, even stories on the Television would relate to my thoughts and actions, all the time I lived here I felt like there was electrical shocks inside my forehead, which dazed myself momentarily, I didn't take a great deal of notice to until I started having problems sleeping, thinking, and the feeling of being concuss all the time, I even considered having a electronic bug or transmitter inside my skull, but could not come to terms with this, I started and kept looking around my house for bugs and electronic equipment I could never to find any, and kept visiting the doctor with no results.

> Then in mid October of 1985 I was as sick as hell could not breath properly, body very weak and my body in tremendous pain, totally exhausted, sweating continuously, lying on my bed unable to move, drifting in and out of consciousness all day, then when I did have the strength to get out of bed I looked out the window to see Mr P.C. outside looking in my window from a distance with the biggest smirk on his face looking straight at me, that sight told a thousand words "see what I can do to you" the next day I was up and doing odd jobs around my house as if I had not been near death the day before, as I felt.

> It was in September of 1985 that Mr P.C. came over to me and said "there was a big ugly bloke here looking for you I seen him knock on your door then leave" I said "did he have a beard" Mr. P.C. said " yes, I thought he may have been your brother" His way of telling me that I was ugly, these were the tactics they used.

> In December of 1986 I over heard three male subjects talking about a job that they were going to do and they described my house right down to the newly installed swimming pool, a back door that was falling apart, down a hill over the back fence through someone's back yard then out to a quiet street where we could park the car, and they were talking about bashing the occupant and steeling video camera, cd player, money, etc.

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> ## Movies

> It was in December of 1986 that in the Cinemas the movies showing were "Mission" "Legal Eagles" "Ruthless People" Then in January of 1987 there was an ABC series called "Howard's Way", Then in March of 1987 in the Cinemas the movies showing were "Jumpin Jack Flash" "Crimes of the Heart" "Running Scared" "Deadly Friend" "Howard" "Heartburn" "The Color of Money" I believe that in the climate of promotions it is good to be bad and that the Entertainment Industry used this victimisation of my self to promote there production and products, just like the slogan that Coke-a-Cola used in 1990s "don't just beat them take them out" and also as the Ruby League promoted the State of Origin series In Australia used the slogan "Its war" all these movie titles and the stories within the movies had meaning to me, and believed profiteered from my misfortunes and set up a story line structure that all movies, television shows, sporting events, and political parties, write there scripts too.

> On the 7th of December 1986 at about 2am in the morning I came home from panthers at Penrith a leagues club and found that the house alarm had been ringing and this was the fourth time in the last two weeks that this had happened but never during the week while at work, only on the weekend when I would go to Panthers, the police one male and one female officer arrived two minuets after I arrived home, the male officer said that someone had reported the alarm ringing, every think was fine so the police left, then at about 3am that morning while I was asleep I wake after a noise like a door slamming, I went back to sleep only to find then I got up that someone had smashed my front window, and left the rock on the patio that was used to do this act, it was the same type of rocks that Mr. P. C. and Mrs. K. C. had in there front garden, the force that smashed the window was like a bullet, leaving a hole of about 10mm, which would need a sling shot.

> This was the same day that my family came over for a barbeque at about midday P.Z. my brother inlaw stayed outside weeding my garden, something he had never done before when he had come over, when we sat down and ate our lunch he said to me, while we were talking about the smashed window"What are you going to do now, are you can going stay here" I said "I will have to put some grills on the windows" they eat and left soon after.

> That same night the two male subjects in the two tone brown old Holden, stopped out side and started throwing clumps of dirt at the bedroom window, and screaming out "get out of that house, get out of the house" you poofter, this would only happen when I was asleep, although the light was on, It was always loud enough to wake me, this happened every night the week leading up to my eviction from my house, also thing that had gone missing from my house over the past months started reappearing, one by one, I changing the locks, and even this did not stop entry into my house when I was not there, and more that likely when I was asleep.

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> ## Eviction From House

> It was on the 11th of December 1986, that I came home from work, Mr. P.C. went to the back of his house as I went into my Kitchen and whistled as loud as he could, I was that tied due to very little sleep over the past week, I got about an hours sleep between 7pm and 8pm on this night, I was awoken by loud yelling, "get out of the house, get out of the house" you poofter the same car again, a two tone brown old Holden which would stop out side my house and throw clumps of dirt at the bedroom window, this night I was a nervous wreck, walking around the T.V room wondering what I was going to do, I went around changing locks, and bolted a steel bracket to the back sliding door, leaving my house was not an option, cars were screaming around the street for hours, then at about 9pm every thing went quite, this quite was not normal for this street, then at about 11pm I just got up and walked out was nastily evicted out of my house just like I had a leash around my neck and I was dragged out and believe that these people received financial reward for theses actions.

> So then I moved to live with my mother, in Blacktown about 15km away, I almost had a nervous breakdown, which took a week before I stopped shaking, I went to work all that week but could not do any work satisfactory, I was in a real mess emotionally, I did not know that I was going to do I could not rent or sell my house, because I was renovating and I had just demolished the bathroom, and there were many other unfinished projects around the house, I hoped to live in my mothers house until I got everything sorted out but every thing just got worse.

> In January 1987 while working in the spare room of my house I found a lid from a tin of baby formula milk, which I new this was not mine nor did I put it there and new that some one had put it there, which meant that someone had keys to my house, the only person in the neighbourhood who was using formula milk was Mrs.K.C.

> It was about this time February 1987 that I noticed my mother was starting to act strangely, mother would tape very show that Demi Moore was in, and then would play them back just as I was sitting down for dinner in the lounge, there was one scene from one particle episode that she played quite regular in front of me was : where Demi Moore said "Just because I am famous don't mean I would not be interested in you" at around the same time mother gave me a bottle of California Poppy oil.

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> ## Hiring a Private Investigator

> My brother inlaw P Z suggested to me to hire an Private investigator, I asked my mother to ring the association of Private investigating in Sydney while I was at work.

> The next day my mother told me that she had made an appointment at Jack Lewis investigations, in Parramatta, at 9.30 am with Chris Hammond the next day, and to take $500..00 with me.

> At 9.30pm on Tuesday the 3rd of March, I arrived at Jack Lewis investigations but Chris Hammond wasn't there, I went down stairs and waited for a while where a male with brown long haired about 5'6" and slim build walked past me and said hollow then walked into the barbers shop and made a phone call, where every one in the barbers shop seemed to know him and believe that it was Chris Hammond, I went back up stairs the door was opened and a Robert Brooks was there who introduced himself as Bob Brooks who asked me a few questions about that was going on I said "that I believed that Mrs K.C. had the hot's for me.

> The woman who I lived next to in St. Clair until the 11th of December 1986 when I was nastily evicted from my house 18 Harvey circuit St. Clair and that I believed that Mr. P. C. and Mrs. K. C. and my business partner W. I. had ganged up on me" He said " you mean conspiracy, we've got them that illegal right from the start" and took $500.00 from me, and said "we will have this all sorted out in a few days, so give us a ring here in the office on Wednesday " he also said " that he was only asked to come today and that he normally worked at Marrickville" I had a very bad feeling about this but I don't feel I had a choose, B. Brooks. didn't even know the phone number for the office or know how too adjust the deck chair and told me to get the phone number out of the phone book.

> On Wednesday March 11th I rang Chris Hammond and he said " Hello we haven't had much luck in finding any information, all is very quiet no planing at all, we just need more time but this would cost a minimum of another $1500.00 to continue, I can pick this up whenever and wherever you like " I agreed to continue the surveillance and said " you can come and pick up the money on Friday at 4pm at the same address "

> At around the same time I had to go to my house at Harvey Circuit, St Clair because the alarm had gone off and while I was there Jeff Scott from Jack Lewis investigations saying that we have heard some talk that someone is going to burn your factory down and suggest that we should put your factory under surveillance because we believe that someone may try to destroy your factory, I said " yes ok we had better do that then", Mr Jeff Scott was very convincing

> On the sixth (6th) of April I rang Jack Lewis investigations at Parramatta on 635-0507 again and Jeff Scott answered the phone I said " my name is Ian Clark and I would like a report for the investigating that Jack Lewis investigations of Parramatta did for me" he said " one minute I will see if I can find out where it is, shortly after that he returned to the phone and said you still owe us ($27.70) Twenty Seven Dollar and Seventy Cents and until we get that we will not give you a report " I said " I do not owe you anything and I want a report " He said " we are not going to give you a report until the moneys are paid " I said " But I owe you nothing and said goodbye and never rang Jack Lewis investigations at Parramatta again.

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> ## The Death of My Father

> On Sunday the Nineteenth (19th) of July 1987 at about 1pm my father died in Liverpool Hospital my mother Esma Clark, my Sister Sue Zaghet and myself were all present, at about midday on this day all three of us were asked to leave Mr Clarks room by a nurse saying that, he needed some attention, we all left and sat in the waiting room, at about 1pm my mother asked me to have a look to see if the nurses had finished and I did.

> On my way down the corridor I noticed that there was a nurse coming out of my fathers room with a stainless steel kidney tray in her hand the type of tray that syringes are carried around in, we all went back into my fathers room and within two minutes he had died, my mothers comment was "you were the last one in his room"

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> ## Sussie Television Weather Girl

> It was in June of 1987 or thereabouts that I noticed a weather girl on channel seven Suzie S I noticed this female person because she talk about things that I would do that day like mow the lawn and/or swim in my pool, Suzie S would say Its a good day for a swim, Its a good day to mow the lawn, and Suzie S would dress in colours that matched the rooms in my house, yellow in the kitchen, beige in the hall, green in the bathroom, then the day after I rang channel seven and asked If Suzie S was married, " I was told yes " Suzie S wear a Peach dress the same colour as my main bedroom that I had just painted, other things that I noticed and I wondered If Suzie S was say because of myself the way she would say Bangkok , many times when the weather would come on Mr. P.C. would get in his car and scream out of his driveway and around the corner.

> I told Wayne. I. my business partner that I wanted him to buy me out, and he didn't want to sell to someone else also Wayne didn't want to pay very much for the Business, as he had just acquired a new car, then my mother died three months after my father had died and he took great advantage of that paying me only $8500.00 less than you would get for a paper run. And Barry. C. said it was a good price, (my accountant), but I did not get any holiday pay, 17.5%loading, Goodwill or my loan account was not paid out, about $45000.00 short of the amount I should of received.

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> ## The Death of My Mother

> On the night my mother died the 17/10/87, the night my mother died I heard a noise like someone walking around but though it was my mother up because she couldn't sleep at about 1am to 2am, at about 8.30am my nephew Leigh came into my room and told me he couldn't wake nanna I got up and realised that mrs Clark my mother had died, during the day about 3-4pm I noticed that all over the kitchen table there were books and Bibles opened at pagers that had meaning to me, one said "not to worry to much if you happened to loss all of my worldly processions and that there sacrifices are made for a purpose, and that I should except that of gods will.

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> ## Formula One

> It was at the end of October 1987 that Formula One took over my life, not only making me think that I was going to be a Formula One driver and I was going to live in London but just like radio transmissions completely brainwashing me, every thing I did formula one was in my mind, just like a computer program of me driving in a race, to the extent that I even went and applied for and received a Australian Passport, This controlled my life that much that I did not even look for employment after being forced out of my Business Hurlway P/L and ended up on unemployment benefits something that I had never been on before and never ever expected to be on.

> I sold my house in St. Clair (another name which has come up in the movie quite often and there is even a company called "St. Clair Entertainment") after a lot of time on the market, and some agents who didn't even try to sell my property, it was sold for $110.000.00, after pay back my mortgage and fee, there was about $60.000.00 transferred to my account, this was one of the saddest days of my life, leaving my house for the last time specially with the amount of work and love I had put into this house, the people who bought the house I never seen them once Mr. J.B.M and Mrs. V.L.M, then on the 20th July 1993 while I was in West Hollywood being evicted from the Beverly-Sunset Hotel by the LA Fire brigade, this house was sold again to Mr. M. L and Mrs D. L, so there in St. Clair there were two neighbours one with the Initials of M.L. and K.C. sounds like the NBC Today Show, and I believe this is about the time K___ C___ and M____ L____ got together as anchors on this show, this show picks it reporters very carefully, all who have the same Initials of people who been Involved in my Torture and the demises of my health and financial position, the guest and stories are also very carefully chosen.

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> ## My Addiction to Television

> It was at about this time that I started becoming addicted to Television, the sequence that commercials were put to air and the way that all commercials were made, every day I would not leave the house for any reason until Santa Barbara was over, It was just like I was being controlled by a computer every day was the same as the next,

> I was always being bombarded with harassment, people rattling keys, harassing whistling, disgusting body language, know one would employ me or even rent me a home unit or a room and found myself living in my car being pushed around by people wherever I went, and what ever I did (I felt that someone or a group of people was trying to wear me down) things in my car would be stolen, messed up, I would find doors unlocked or opened all while I was asleep or away from my car so I left the Gold Coast and header to the Whitsunday islands, after a six weeks of living in my car, I got a job on an Island Resort washing pots, there were wall to wall women here, with most of them having bodies that a man would kill for, and I had no feeling whatsoever in my grown, most of the women spoke in riddles when they spoke to me, some of these woman flirted and just played around with me, my mind was numb, except for a psychological war in my mind, this was like a sport to some people here.

> I was forced off the Island resort after only 3 months, and from then on travelled around not by choose, Cairns, Townsville, Port Douglas, Ellis Beach, Southport in each of these place I was pushed and chased around, harassed in shops, banks, walking the street, at Social Security, by whistling, people rattling keys, following me, harassing me with body language, I would be angry very where I went for no apparent reason, then after a week in every place I would have to move on, I went back to the Whitsunday Islands again where I was hoping to get a job on south molle Island again but they did not want to know myself, saying that there were no jobs here for you, discrimination I thought, I went there for dinner one night and from that night I was sick all the time I was in North Queensland, weakness, body pain like you wouldn't believe, I felt like my body was being strangled, headaches, blurry eyes, Sitting in my car for hours at a time feeling listless, and sweat from my head profusely, my car was sabotaged on many occasions, holes in water hoses, flat tyres, flat battery's, wires would be pulled out of place so my car wouldn't start.

> Then I had this brilliant idea to go down to Brisbane to buy a house and have a brand new start in life (and how much better start could anyone have, buy a house, in a new state, in a new neighbourhood, look for a job and try to get there live in order.) But it certainly didn't work out that way, from day one it was hell, absolute hell, what I believe was a "set up" and Interfered with Immorally, with some very crazy neighbours doing anything and everything.

> On the night I moved into my new house at Browns Plains I went to Target at Southport Park and bought a few things for the house window lock etc, as I went through the check out I was obtained because of a price check which angered myself and turned out to be very convenient for someone, this took ten minutes, as I walked to my car I noticed that there were a few people hanging around, some in cars, others standing near there cars, I went to my car, started it to find that from the time that I left my car to my return someone had tampered with my car as the clutch did not work, people were looking at me trying to find and correct the problem, and these people just kept on standing there looking.

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> ## My Second House at Browns Plains

> My intention from the first day I moved in to Browns Plains was to start a small Business for myself and to find a girlfriend but one way or another these plans fell apart, this was a brand new start in life for me and I believe that there were some people that did not want this to happen.

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> ## Social Security

> From the first night I moved into 4 Brubeck Court, Browns Plains, Queensland, I believed that some one gained entry to my house while I was asleep, I was sleeping on an air mattress and about 2am it deflated after sleeping on it for four hours without any problems, reinflated it but it went down within ten minutes of myself lying on it.

> It was in about the end of June that I was denied Social Security unemployment benefits a total amount of $1988.00 overall, this time the CES (government employment agency) rang me with a part time job of a few hours a day and also told my I would need a car, I told them that my car was off the road with electrical problems and would not be ready for almost a week, the next week, they rang myself and said that it would not be worth you ringing this employer until your car is back on the road and that this would not affect your unemployment benefits, I received a letter from Social Security a week latter, telling me that my unemployment benefit had been stopped because I did not approach an job that the CES sent me too.

> I had to changed the door locks on my house on many occasions, because things in my house started disappearing, the harassment and body language I got from people was unbelievable, just walking down the street was like hell, people would come from one side of the foot path to the other just to try to bump into me and/or knock me over and/or to get in my way and they wouldn't get out of the way, but when I moved into the house it was like a war had started, from the first day food in my refrigerator and cupboards would be pulled apart, opened, and taken, I also noticed that people would point there finger to the side of there upper neck as I walked past them, sat in my car at lights someone would pull up and point there finger to there upper neck, this happened for years.

> It was at about this time that I started becoming addicted to Television, the sequence that commercials were put to air and the way that all commercials were made, I could not understand why this was happening at this stage, every day I would not leave the house for any reason until Santa Barbara was over, It was just like I was being controlled by a computer every day was the same as the next, waking up during the night at 2 30am to get a drink then going back to bed and not sleeping very well, waking at 16 minutes or 6 minutes past the hour several times during the morning, get up at between 9am and 9 30am then going straight to the television and turning it on, then sitting in front of it for hours, not knowing what I was really doing, I even booked doctors appointments around the television, every time the Cannon commercial "let cannon take your smile" would come on the television, the name of one of the neighbours at St. Clair, one of the residents from number 16 would come out and say " get down here, get down here".

> I had the assessor from Eagle insurance come to my house on the 16th of July 1989 and pass a lot of sly remarks, and at the end of our conversation he told me that I had a lot more possessions than he did and that I should be thankful for what I had, this claim took just on ten months to complete.

> It was in about August of 1989 that the neighbour at 6 Brubeck Court decided to put up a fence, he obtained quotes and construction commenced, half way through construction the fencer came to me and said "I will need your half of the payment as soon as I finish which will be tomorrow" I said not a problem I will go to the bank tomorrow morning and get the money" he said "I don't think you understand you have to pay for half of that " he was pointing to the house next door and believe he was talking about the woman in 6 Brubeck Court.

> It was in about September of 1989 that when I was doing some concreting in the front yard I had a visit from two Italian girls one was a largish woman and the other a shorter of slimmer build, who asked if they could have a look at my house as they thinking of buying, at the time I thought they were talking about me, if I would of known the Moreli girls at that stage I would thought that these two girls came around for them as they left I thought they looked like something from starwars.

> There was on two occasion while I was in Browns Plains that a man opened his side gate as I was walking past allowing his savage German shepherd to attack myself.

> It was around September of 1989 that I noticed that on most occasions I left the house, walking or driving that a police car would be headed in the direction of my house which made me think that the police had something to do with there problems I had.

> I seen numerous doctors while I was in Browns Plains and none of them could find a thing wrong with me, I seen an ear, nose throat surgeon who told me that there was nothing wrong with my sinuses he said he could take my money but this would not help me, I also seen a neurosurgeon named Alison Reid who on the last visit told me quite aggressively to get a flat and get a life.

> I had to put a piece of timber up against the door at night to try and stop people from getting into my house but it didn't stop them for long, I tried changing locks but this didn't work either, at times I would wake up of a morning to find the front door opened or unlocked, items in my house would be stolen, moved, broken, books opened that I hadn't used, the carpet ripped away from the floor which was glued down, where I had the timber against the door, and the window in the spare room had the dust rubbed away from the window sill, on the side the window opened, I believe this was used as a way out after replacing the timber against the door,
> Again my health declined, that bad it was a significant effete to get out of bed, and after a walk down the street I would have a lie down for a few hours.

> Most the of time I would wake in the morning with the feeling of concuss, wobbly on feet, could not think of that I was doing, blurred eyes, head spinning and felt like I was going to pass out, and need the go back to bed to sleep more usually waking worse then I woke the first time, then the rest of the day I would be dazed, not knowing what I was really doing, having to lie down while watching Television because I was that weak and in pain I could not support my shoulders, waking in a pool of sweat, than at about 1am I would come to life, and feel very active,

> Compact disc that I never played very often would be on the compact disc player in the morning which I never put there, usually "tour of duty" or long distances voyage" my jaw would ache from just drinking a glass of water and breathing was just about impossible and very painful, and felt like people were playing games with my body I went to the doctor on many occasions but was told that there was nothing physically wrong with me and was always put and to stress which I knew was wrong.

> It was just after I moved into the house that someone came into my house at night and took the owners manuals for the Household goods that I had stolen in Surfers Paradise about 60 km away, while they were in storage.

> It was here that I believed that I was totally under control, very time the Czechoslovakian family in 6 brubeck court went out or came home I would get up and stand in the door way a few minutes before I heard or seen any car, it got to the stage that very time I got up and went to the door, there valiant would come around the corner within a couple of minutes, when I was asleep at night and they came home I would wake just before there came around the corner.

> When I went shopping and went to the delicatessen to buy sliced ham or chicken, I would ask for 15 slices, 30 seconds later I would be asked by the person serving, "did you say 6 or 16 slices" this sort of treatment carried on to all types of supermarkets, variety shops, usually making announcements over the P. A. " that there is no one on check out number 16, or 6, in brubeck court I had neighbours on both sides one side was number 6, the other side was number 16. It was at about this time in 1989 that I noticed that the song "Get Out Of The House" By Boom Crash Opera.

> I went to the doctors on dozens of times only to be told I was fit and healthy, the woman around the corner in the closest house to me would scream out, at me most of the day, get out of there, get out of that house, get down here,

> These remarks were from the woman in house number 16 , the flowers and lawn in my yard would be attached every day pulling plants out of the ground, breaking them at the stem, pouring petrol on the lawn and killing it. going shopping, to the bank, was a nightmare on its own, just trying to work out why people did this, standing in a queue people would talk about what I did or thought about the day or night before, and shopping what ever I needed in the supermarket there would always be someone standing in front of it and they wouldn't move, the harassment while shopping was unbelievable, people whistling, rattling keys.

> I could not urinate or pass a motion properly and felt like my body was being strangled and believe it was, I was being interfered with here, if it was not one thing it was another there was always enormous pain, my muscles started wasting away to the extent that I was that weak I was in pain, specially in the arms and shoulders, I was having trouble breathing just as if my respiratory system had been slowed right down.

> I got to the stage that I could not do all the necessary thing in life like, Showering only once a week, Days at a time without shaving, Cleaning Teeth, Cook for myself, Making Bed at one stage went for two months without any Sheets on my just slept on the mattress with quilt, Went for weeks without washing Cloths, I was also angry all the time for know reason and I am usually quite placid.

> Sleeping was a problem here, alway waking at either 16 minutes past the hour or 6 minutes past the hour, and this was every night, at one stage I was getting up at 2.30 every night to get something to drink, and this was torture, just like an addiction to soft drink, my stomach was in that much pain it was like withdrawing from an addiction, some nights getting up wandering around the house in need of something and not knowing what, this was absolute torture.

> It was on or around the 1st of January 1990 that channel Seven in Brisbane programming had "Nearly Departed" as there final program, this fits into the out come of browns Plains and myself, I was in about February of 1990 that I had an short old man with greyish hair came to my house he was from one of the churches and he said to me " you do know that life will not always be like this it will get better", it has actually got worse and worse over the past 7 years since this, as you will read for your self in Chapters 2. 3, 4, 5.

> I was always at the doctor but all the doctor would say is that I was suffering from stress, which I new was wrong and new I was being interfered with, the doctor also sent me for a lot of xrays and tests, I believe I was put into a structure that the medical industry uses, one that had me going to the doctor and having very expensive tests brings obscene amounts of money into state from the commonwealth government under the Medicare scheme and also takes a person out of a normal life, and into the local infrastructure.

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> ## Motor Racing Controlled My Life
> Sporting politics

> Motor racing ruled my life being made to believe that I was to become a racing driver, winning every race I contested, every night and weekend I would walk around room with headphones on listening to music thinking I was a racing car driver, this ruled and wasted my life away, this was just like a computer program, I could not think of getting myself employed but could think of motor racing, although I still believe that this was a very Immoral promotional campaign for Motor Racing and the politics that the sponsors of Motor Racing use to get there value for money and to gain the tribute from someone else tragic life, with some of the name of people that I believe were electronically Stalking and torturing, ridiculing myself for things that I have not done, and turning a person into a Sport are the politics that major Corporate Bodies, Movies, Soap Opera's, television talk shows, Tourist Industry, all over the world us to create a fever pitched atmosphere, (giving people things too good to be true) that not only change the outcome of sporting events, yet also finance events like Motorsport, Tennis, Golf, etc, etc, due to the public Involvement which makes ratings.

> I was unable to find employment with all employees refusing myself any sort of employment, then after some time trying to look for employment I got into the situation that the thought of finding employment never crossed my mind, the thought just never existed in my mind, just as if this thought had been taken out of my memory banks, and was living without any sort of reality, most of the time I was walking around the house in a daze, not knowing what I was really doing, during the day I would lying down and have a sleep because I lacked strength and would wake up in a pool of sweat other then being Implanted with an electronic chip I believe I have also been poisoned by chemical warfare, my body now hardly operates efficiently enough to keep my Internal organs to function properly.

> It was around this time that the neighbour from 6 Brubeck Court came in and told me that he wanted to move back to Melbourne but did not have enough money to do so, while he was saying this he was looking at the bedroom window, It was only a few days earlier that I caught him walking in the front door of my house, I was in the lounge, he soon backed off when he seen me.

> On one or two occasion I woke up with my underpants around my knees, this scared myself with no recollection of how my underwear got into this position, this made me think of all sorts of sick sleazy thoughts specially when I got up to find that the door was unlocked or there was a book opened on the floor that I had not used or seen for months.

> It was in about January of 1990 that I went to the Dentist to have a denture made and to have some teeth extracted this dentist torture me by pulling a teeth out before the injection had taken effect, he used a so called painless injection which hardly numbed the teeth, another tooth he drilled right through the nerve then filled it, the pain I was in was horridness and I had to go back and have it extracted.

> When I had a headache I would see some people walking around holding there head, when I had a tooth ache some people would walk past me holding there jaw, always on the side I had my tooth ache, but worst of all was the feeling of shocks inside my head, and this was continues, a lot of the thoughts in my head were unbelievable I new they were not my thought some of them were: give me your house, give me your money, give me your money.

> I was refused unemployment benefits, doctors wouldn't give me a doctors certificate so I could claim sickness benefits. the electronic appliances I had in the house would turn on and off on there own, television turned it self on at 2am one morning, It would also change channels by itself and eventually every thing I had stopped working, the electricity metre went crazy going up 300 kilowatts in one day, one time it went down 200 kilowatts in only a few hours, my C.D. player, and record player, washing machine malfunctioned all the time, the coffee percolator would over flow instead of draining through the filter, then when these things happened there would always be someone who would walk down the road whistling, laughing, and a house at the rear of me would play a songs with words to the affect "we never said we were perfect".

> After 6 month of that I put the house on the market, but none of the agents really wanted to sell my house advertising it with house cheaper than my house and I found that people knowing my problem wanted it for nothing, one person ringing me telling me that I had it advertised for $60,000.00 when it was advertised for $105,000.00, and he argued with me that it was advertised for that amount, then got nasty when I wouldn't except his Intimidating offer.

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> ## My Savings Went to Nil

> During the time I was in browns plains spending got out of control buying things I did not need at all like electronic part, compact discs, etc, almost $20.000.00 in twelve months, I believe that some people were trying to put me in a financial position to force me back to them, or to get rid of me permanently, and for the thrill bring someone down onto there knee's begging for help, or the thrill of killing someone without pulling the trigger or without any evidence left behind, most of this money was spent in very few shops, and this is more Immoral Politics that I believe retailer use to create sales, every time I went shopping the names Kevin and Cheryl would always be mentioned two names of people from St. Clair, also every where I went people would say "you should be working in the kitchen" not to me but around me.

> I also believe that the movie industry used this as a structure which produced the movie Homesitter a Ron Howard Movie, Total Recall.

> I went to Sydney in March of 1990 and stayed at my sister in kings langley for a week, emotionally I was worn down and my sister and two children leigh and Jessica did not want me to leave, and the harassment was that bad I could not wait to get out of Sydney and was very relieved when I finally started driving towards Queensland, It was at Coffs Harbour that the Police pulled myself over for speeding, the officer accused me of travelling at a speed of 128 km, I no I was not because I was looking for somewhere to stop and have lunch, which I had just bought at the same time I stopped for fuel at a Shell Service station, cost $28.00 some similarities with the speed I was accused of travelling by the Police, the Police car came over a hill in the opposite direction that I was travelling, with it light flashing, it went past me at speed, then did a u-turn, then caught up to me and put his siren on, I pulled over, the officer said to me very arrogantly, "why didn't you stop, I told him there was no reason to stop then he said you were doing 128km, I argued with him over that, he got more and more arrogant, checking my car for any defects, tyres, registration, rust, seats inside the car, this Officer had all the same features as Howard B_____, a person I was to meet for the first time 6 months latter when I stated work for Wallis Bros, a hardware store, sounds a bit like "Happy Days" the name Howard associated with a hardware store, specially with at the same time Ron Howard writing a movie about a person who had to move out of his house, Incidentally Howard B_____ became an Police officer in 1995, A month latter there was a Cyclone which was named "Ivor" which caused bad weather in Brisbane, it was quite strange that only a matter of six months, that I started working for a person named Ivor P____, not a common name at all, this was at Wallis bros the same place Howard B_____ worked.

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> ## More Formula One

> On June the 8th of 1990 I competed in a competition search for a champion, a motor racing competition run by Allan Grice which I think I did better than I was told because since that people have been chasing after me every where I go and people think I am there chance to get into motor racing and this is one of the reasons this all started, from what I found out when I went to London last year 1993, after looking through family records I found that I could be related to formula one world champion Jim Clark, and am certainly related to Damon hill on my mothers side of the family, who driving for Williams formula one driver.

> It was on the 12th of March 1994, that I wrote to Bernie E_________ of Federation Internationale Du Sport Automobile, the FIA, Informing him of my problem and of the happenings in my life.

> On the !st of May 1994 Ayrton Senna was Killed at Tamburella corner in the San Marino Grand Prix, I believe that Ayrton Senna was unconscious before the impact as his hands went limp and dropped down from the steering wheel, whether he was in his proffered crash position or his arms had dropped due to being unconscious, on this night I did not get any sleep and woke up at 2am with an obscene headache across my forehead, Ayrton Senna died from brain damage cause when a piece of suspension pierced his forehead, I wrote to the FIA making some suggestion towards Formula one safety, during the next six months I received many letters from the FIA, and almost every suggestion I made brought changer to Formula One cars, the last came into affect at the start of the 1997 season, which was changing the low cut down cockpit to allow more head protection, I was never given any thanks or gratitude, or any small financial acknowledgment, for the 1999 season the FIA has brought in another of my stolen design Ideas, Hi-tensile cables between wheel assembly and monocoque to stop wheels flying over fences and killing spectators.

> It was during the time I was in Browns Plains that every time something happened to me that the people down the back of myself would play the song "we never said we were perfect.

> I believe that this continuous victimisation, coerce, terrorism, Torture, ridicule of myself, a manhunt campaign against myself has been the tool that Formula One and very other part of the entertainment Industry has used in conjunction with it sponsors too go from the fourth most watched television sport to the most watch television sport in the world and to created a Billion Dollars in Television Rights, and so to believe that channel nines Australia's ratings over the past ten years have been enormous due to this campaign against myself.

> It was also during this time at Browns Plains that sexual advances from males got to the stage that every where I went, to the doctor, supermarket, movies, walking down the street, outside the house, males would bend over in front of me or rattle there keys behind there bun as they walked past, the neighbour from number 6 would walk into his front yard and bend over with his butt facing towards myself, 90% of the times that he was home, that I stood at my front door, he could not see my front door from his house unless he was already in his front yard, which he never was.

> It was in about March that I went to the Sunshine Coast for a weekend, I slept in my car and found that this made no difference to what was happening in my life, still had the feeling of shocks inside my head with eyes going slightly burry after this, I went back to Browns Plains with the assumption that moving out of my house was not the answer.

> At the time I did not realise but brainwashing was quite evident by the stories I was thinking such as, "you did not need a house you can go up to south molle Island, live there, and work in the kitchen", and things like " you can live off the money that you get for renting the house" this was a complete brainwashing job that I had done on me this was non stop for the last two to three months I was in browns Plains.

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> ## Being Forced to Leave
> My House in Browns Plains

> I left there on the 11th day of June feeling very downhearted, after 2 to 3 weeks of the neighbourhood quietening down somewhat I just packing up everything and left with no where else to go, just verity walked away from my house, I do not believe any one just walks away from a house when there got no where to go, I had all good Intentions when I moved in to Browns Plains, get a job settle down with some one even start my own business but this all fell apart within a month of moving in, the last time I asked south molle for a job I was told that there were no jobs for me and believed that this time would be the same, and I know that none of the events that happened in this house or any of my thoughts had any think to do with me just walking out, with no where to go.

> I spent the first night sleeping in my car near the Southport swimming pool, this is were I believe a male person was harassing me every time I went some where he would follow for a short distance, then when I got back to the car he would drive around again and park as close as he could to me.

> It was in 1996 that I went to the Doctors on many occasions, one a Dr. a Physician in Penrith, who carried out many tests with all tests showing no diseases and normal, I discussed with Dr. that I felt that the reason for sweating, blurred vision, and the inability to think properly and memory loss was due to a chemical imbalance of brain fluids, He said "no impossible and never took that any further.

> In September of 1996 I was refereed to the Infectious Diseases Clinic at Westmead Hospital where I seen a Dr. who investigated myself further, he remarked in the report that other then a few mild aliments that the Physical examination was otherwise "unremarkable", It was also in 1996 that I seen a Dr. S.B at Penrith and had a ECG, with the doctor remarking that she had never seen a heart lung combination like mine, and said they were quite unremarkable, my heart was much larger then a normal heart and my lungs were the same.

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> ## Myself and the Police

> In 1984 when a person employed by myself had a car accident in one of my companies vehicles, I was called to the accident scene, on arriving I was mauled by tow truck drivers, one of which put his towing authority book and pen in my hands, this didn't obstruct the Police Investigation one bit, next the Police officer at the scene an oldish Sergeant with grey hair came over and said to myself, If you don't shut up and behave yourself I will run you in for obstructing his Investigation and for obstructing Justice, I said what am I suppose to do there are 15 drivers there mauling myself, the officer said you were the one with the book and pen in your hand, now stand there and shut up or I will have you charge with obstructing a Police officer from performing his duty.

> In December of 1988 I was approached by Two plain cloths Police (vagrant Police) at the corner of Marine Pde and Waterways Dr, Main Beach while sleeping in my car, there was a report filed, at the same time I was told by a Security Officer that the Local Police were, and had told the security Patrol to keep there eye on myself (the words of this Security Officer) this Incident occurred at Bundall 6km away, whether I was under surveillance or just being kept an eye on for my own security, I am unaware of this fact.

> Then in early February of 1989 I was accused of Infringing the speed limit and dealt with by means of a fine, outside of Mackay on the Bruce Highway, In this Instance I believe I was picked on unnecessarily and certainly was not breaking any laws with the speed I was travelling, this officer also had all the features of Howard B____, he started laughing at me when I said to him, "are you allowed to hide behind Sugar Cane" he replied with we can do anything, I then protested about the speed he accused myself of travelling 111km, as I was behind a truck, he said I picked you up on radar at 111km, then pointed south and said you can go and check it if you like, feel free to do so"

> Then in early March of 1989 I was accused of staying in the Shute Harbour National Park in Airlie Beach, and subsequently picked up by the Local Police, I had all the necessary receipts to prove that I the acquisitions were false, then was taken to the Local Police Station for the execution of a Warrant that did not exist, a few days prior to this, the said Police officer (name unknown) approached myself at Shute Harbour accusing myself of using Binoculars to look into houses, also with no substance, he then asked myself how much money I had in my bank account, before I could answer this officer, he said "I will pull every thing out of your car to find your bank book If you don't tell me" I told him I don't have a bank book, although I have about $100.000.00 in the bank, he said "enough to buy a house" I said "yes" He said "well you can't stay here" then left.

> Then on the 3rd of May 1991, on the Bruce Highway at Gin Gin near Bundaburg Queensland, I was stopped by Police allegedly for excess speed, this officer used a very arrogant manner, saying on approaching my car "why didn't you stop", I said "I did not see his torch as he pointed at myself, then said "that's you" while pointing his radar gun in my face, it read 118, we then argued as to the speed I was travelling with myself saying that "I may have been over 100km but certainly was not travelling at 118km, he asked myself my current address, which he never used on the infringement notice, he then wrote the Infringement notice gave it to myself, then said "you do not have any problems with me" I said "No" he then said "lets keep it that way" I left, than an hour or so I was pulled up by Childers Police, who were waiting in a side street, just of the Bruce Highway, I believe that the Police officer from Gin Gin radioed the Police at Childers and I was pulled in on a warrant in regards to the fine in Mackay, it was the Infringement at Gin Gin that caused myself being locked up in Southport Watch House which leads to another story.

> On 17th of December 1992 just after getting back from London, I took a statement that I had written to the Penrith Police station in the state of New South Wales, on arrival at this Police station I handed this statement to a woman (I believe a secretary) who started reading this statement then told me to wait while she took in up stairs to a detective, five minutes latter this detective came down stairs (name unknown) he was a tall, well built male with slightly reddish hair, he asked myself to sit down where he told myself that there was nothing he could do because there had been no illegal offences been committed, no one has broken the law, then told me not to worry about this there will be no repercussion to myself for this statement, which there was, then went on to say that I should trust people, he then asked if he could give this statement to a social worker who in turn could contact myself this statement I had also mailed to this station, the Police commissioner, Special Police at Parramatta, Police headquarters in Sydney, Special Police in Sydney, Amnesty International, all of these didn't reply to myself whatsoever.

> On the 27th of November I posted a 250 page Statement which I have been writing for the past five years, including photo's to the Queensland Police Services, as yet I have not heard anything from the Police.

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> ## My Letter to the Prime Minister of Australia

> I was in 1994 that I wrote to the Prime ministers office and the Leader of the oppositions office in Canberra explaining to them the Hardships I was experiencing, only to receive one letter from Social Security advising myself that Social Security had a range of services to help a person in my position, and experiencing hardships, and that Prime minister could not help myself any further, there was no letters of any kind from the Leader of the oppositions office, at the same time I also wrote to many Barristers of Law none of these replied whatsoever.

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> ## My Letters to Robert Naeslund

> On two occasions over the past year I have written to Robert Naeslund in Sweden on both of these occasions I have never had any reply whatsoever, from that I have read he has not given out very much Information about his Implant or the analysis of the Implant, or leased not enough Information that could help anyone who had or suspected an transmitter, receiver, controller being Implanted in themselves, this has made myself wonder if there isn't a cover up concerning Implantable transmitters, and controlling chips, putting all there emphasis on mind control which in its self is a cover up to the network of Implantable transmitters and controlling chips, anyone with any Information relevant to Human Implantable controlling chips please send to the address below. I also write to the National Legal Professional Associates of 7 Mariners Cove, Cincinnati, Ohio, on the 16th of October, I sent them a Letter, Photo's, disks with my 350 page Statement on, and some other photo's in jpg format, on the 16th of December I received a reply from NLPA suggesting I engage them in a Class Action Suit, costing $5,000.00 Initially unfortunately my finances don't allow myself to take option, which dosen't give myself a great chance of ever getting reasonable life that is not affected by pain, torture and Physical control of my brain, I was hoping that NLPA would take on this Litigation on a fees payable after basis, loss pay nothing, win pay fees plus a percentage.

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> ## Doctors and My Health

> Over the past 13 years I have visited the doctors on '380' occasions none of these visits having resulted in any change in my health, with most doctors telling myself that I was suffering from "Stress" due to the fact I was not employed, others told myself that I was "Worried" about something, with most of these eventually asking myself about my personal life, then Intimidated myself by giving myself about personal relationships, then using this as an excuse to my health problems, knowing very well that these Health Problems were preventing myself from having a personal relationship, every times I was told that "Stress" was the problem I disagreed strongly, some doctors even ignoring thing I have told them, like the substance that secretes out of my scalp, memory loss and the inability to get out a sentence without forgetting simple words, these doctors would either turn there head or pick up there drug dictionary or notes and bury there head in it, most doctors have told myself that there is nothing wrong with myself and they couldn't help me, the majority of doctors not wanting to treat myself unless only treating myself for the flu, just taking some notes and blood, then sending myself away on better off "come back in 3 month" was very normal, from 1994 onwards no doctor would send myself for a Brain Scan, even after telling them that I felt concuss, blurred eyes, slurred speech, wobbly no feet, disorientated, in 1998 some doctor have decided to refuse myself treatment even before seeing myself or supposably knowing who I was.

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> ## Schizophrenia -- It Alarms Myself

> It alarms myself to find that the disorder 'Schizophrenia' was documented in 1986, the year that I was evicted from my house around anyone saying they had a Implantable controlling chip Implanted in there skull, head, neck, body, you are automatically Schizophrenic, even with the work Dr. Delgado did at Yale University, these scientists still refuse to recognise this fact, or just ignore this fact on purpose for there own benefit, and for covering up unhuman and Immoral crimes of others, with the power that psychiatric specialists have in a court and even in society is unbelievable, there professional opinions being recognised by any court, which not only obstructs justice but also change the course of justice, in other words covers up criminal activity, and ruins victims lifes.

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> ## Life in 1997-1998

> This year 1998 living in Southport Queensland, same place I lived last year and the closest city to the place that hosts the Indy Car GP, it also has Warner Bros Movieworld and Seaworld, the movie Conspiracy theory had many references to many of the events in my life, it was only a month (September) or so ago that I could sit and writing this and other projects I have started, like tracing my steps, event, and spending over the past 10 years, transferring my diaries into electronic form, now I can't, I just sit in my room dazed, I also need to support my shoulders, by resting my elbows on my knees when sitting up, due to weakness, my respiratory system not working well enough to operate my lung having to force them to breath, most of the hours I am in my room, most days now I can not remember what I had done yesterday, I can't even remember what I had to eat the day before, I have enormous problems just trying to wrote a sentence, It takes me an hour or so write a short paragraph, most of the time unable to assemble a sentence using simple words, It take me 14 hours to get 4 hours sleep, most of the time lying in bed thinking of nothing, just unable to sleep feeling that there are electrical wires fusing away inside my forehead.

> Social Security has reduced my benefit by $13.00 a week to $186.50 per week, doctors won't put myself on Sickness Benefits, I need clothes, shoes, (my existing clothes have come to the end of there life) I need dental work that will cost thousands, some decent medical treatment, I also have to pay $100.00 per month for storage of the household goods I have left, this year has been like I have been held hostage in my room only leaving it for no more that two hours at a time, than only going a very short distance, the state of my body has not permitted any more than this, I have not been out of Southport since February, nor have I driven my car since February, I took the battery out of it to recharge, in April and this still sits in my room, I 've had plans to do replace the battery, many times, to get my car going again and go for a drive and still I have not been able to get out of my room, the power of control, it was 15 month ago I had planned to go to the Police and make another formal complaint, and still have not been able to do this and this is not due to the state of my body, dazed and concuss most of the time, needing to lie on my bed after every short walk to recover, every time I do go out I am bombarded with disgusting sexual gestures from males, pointing too and rattling of keys near there anal, harassing type whistling as they walk past myself, this year every place I have lived in over the past 19 months has been sold, and would you believe it all in the month, two of these places have undergone reconstruction and/or renovations, every place I have lived in my car has had construction work carried out on the property by the Local and state Government, one of these places being the site that the Extreme Games and a new Swimming Pool, three Cites including Southport, that I have spent many hours sitting in the Malls drinking coffee, and being electronic bodily tortured and constant victimising from people, have all spent millions of dollars redeveloping them, the place I live in now is having homeunits constructed on the property next door, in 1994-95 the caravan park I lived in also had some construction done, and purchased some 15 mobile homes, during the time I was there being viciously tortured.

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> ## The Next 5 Chapters

> The worst is yet to come in this reconstruction of my life, the torture hasn't really started yet, torture of my heart, lungs, brain, Intestines, eyes, all those organs the are very sensitive to pain and are vital for the continuance of life, (I believe a slow death,) the next four chapters which aren't available yet, you will never believe, being held hostage without the need for any armed guards outside my door, which includes a trip to America, then trying to force myself towards suicide after I returned, some real life tragedies this is available for a cost of ten dollars on disk in text format, this only covers the cost of postage, disks and time, which also includes some photo's in jpg format and spelling mistakes.

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> ## Copyright

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