DJ Redshift

My scoliosis was discovered. It was during a sports physical for school. I ended up going to this doctor who showed me a medical book full of naked teenage girls with scoliosis in metal “corrective” devices, most of which clothes wouldn’t even fit over. It looked like some book of medieval torture. He assured me, however, that modern corrective techniques were much less barbaric. So after parading around in front of a group of doctors in my underwear, bending over, etc, he gave a little talk about life extension.

He made it clear that the scoliosis would take 5-10 years off of my lifespan by compressing internal organs, and made the case for correction and/or surgery. At no point did we actually discuss “life extension”, but apparently my mere acceptance of the fact that scoliosis would take 5-10 years off of my life ended up sufficing as some sort of acceptance of life extension practices. I did not know what he meant at the time, and I thought he was just talking about curing a malady that would ultimately cause me medical problems.

I wore a molded back brace through many of my teenage years in the hopes that it would correct my spine. It was uncomfortable, painful even, made it hard to breathe. It was basically a big plastic corset with padding to push the spine into place. Much less medieval than some of the things those naked teenage girls wore in those books. The brace had failed, and corrective surgery was ultimately recommended as the curvature would progress with age and cause problems.

After my first surgery, where I had a spinal fusion and rod placement, I began developing some feminine features. I had a distinct tingling at the base of my pelvis, like itchy scar tissue for sometime, although in their description of the surgery the incision only went to a few inches before my buttcrack started. They used bone from a hip graft that they obtained by sliding the skin to the side during surgery and filing off bone from my hip, which was placed in between the vertebrae. They put rods in instead of a body cast while the bone hardened, which I had removed in a later surgery.

My latter teenage years were awkward as hell. I started developing breasts, my hips widened, boys pants didn’t fit right, I started listening to really girly music. Things weren’t really all that noticeable though. I thought I was just sort of fat. But I was getting fat deposits in places that women usually get them, and even though I was physically active, involved in sports, maintained a very strict diet, etc, i couldn’t shake the girly fat, all through college even. From time to time I would get a cheesy smell between by balls and asscrack that I could finally identify as a yeast infection after actually smelling one.

I literally had a device implanted during surgery that, when stimulated, causes the growth and expression of hermaphroditic sex organs. I sure as shit didn’t ask for this, and I believe it was implanted under the supposition of the doctor I had spoken with that i agreed with “life extension”, when in fact I was led to believe that I had a disease under false pretenses. Hermaphrodites don’t age. Well they do, they just grow bizarre facial hair and horns after hundreds of years, but they don’t die. But I didn’t willing agree to that. I was under the impression that I was getting “corrective surgery” and not “life extension surgery”, but by some people’s liberal interpretation I did agree to life extension by agreeing that I didn’t want to die prematurely because of internal organ compression.

So now I have this implant at the very base of my penis and pelvis. And people trying to make my vag grow with ancient technology. I don’t want that, just to be clear to all you pieces of shit. And if you fuck with my sex organs in any way shape or form, it is rape.

A man who has moved to the area in the last year has been running a small business as a front for a much larger military operation. His current business, a reseller of fill dirt, has been used to cover up the usage of powerful electromagnets in his yard/work area. The sound pressure levels exceed 120 dB on site (far beyond the specifications for any of their visible on-site machinery), and may annoy residents up to several blocks away. The elaborate construction of this sound array includes many external sources of noise, such as extremely low-pass helicopter flyovers originating at a nearby air force base, looped traffic noise played at high volume from a local resort, heavy machinery permanently at the source of the noise, and a fleet of vehicles driving around charging up capacitors and blasting similar noises to ensure plausible deniablity of permanent local sources.

When approached about the noise coming from the property, business liaisons first blamed the noise on “another house”, acknowledging that they were not only aware of the noise being described, but claiming another source. When approached again, they accused me of being “crazy” or “on drugs”, and then literally proceeded to try to purchase sedatives from me.

An elaborate system has been put in place to ensure that any direct sources of the noise are shut off whenever anybody that is not in on their system is around. Upon exiting my own door, somebody will honk a car horn, signalling that I am outside, likely because they fear radio communication could be intercepted and deciphered or even documented. When I move to re-enter my house, a group of fleet vehicles will drive by to visually confirm re-entry into my house, always positioning themselves in a line-of-sight orientation from the street to my door. This is presumably because without confirmation of my location, I could show up at the source of the noise and complain directly to the people who are doing it, while they are doing it, and they would have no plausible deniability in that situation.

So I guess the question is, why do they go to such great lengths to ensure secrecy? The sounds are meant to be loud, jarring, and even painful, yet the irony of the situation is that people are trying to keep it quiet. People just make up lies or get violent when confronted with what they are doing, time and time again. In fact, I’ve even caught the state chamber of commerce modifying it’s business registrar to support claims of some of these business who have moved into the local area within the last year as being in business for “20 years”. It’s possible that the holding company or incubator that funds these businesses has been in business for over 20 years, but the businesses themselves certainly haven’t. I watched them move in and set up their bullshit weeks after I got here.

So why all the lies, why all the secrecy, why the manipulation of public records to support their lies? Well it’s because these people are murderers. The electromagnetic, low-frequency sound they generate represents the execution of an end user licence agreement with manufacturers of military-engineered weapons. The sounds they are making are clear as day, these people have taken it upon themselves to be aggressive, harassing, and threatening, yet they deny their actions outright while performing them with a brazen sense of machismo, aside from when they are directly confronted about what they are doing by their victims.

Why go to such pains to transparently integrate a system of murder into a local neighborhood, into a health care system, into municipal resources? The only way it is transparent is that I can see right through their bullshit. These government-funded holding companies, incubators, fortune 500s, and military contractors have had a long history of abuse and murder. By their own admission over “20 years” of doing it. And they think for some reason making the claim of doing something for a long period of time makes it better for them somehow. Oh gosh, you’ve been raping babies for 20 years now? Well I guess that makes alright then. That is literally their logic. I mean for fucks sake, I was sexually harassed and molested by the corporate liaison from Freddie Mac both times I had back surgery. “She” or whatever the fuck it was sat there and flirted with me and felt me up while I was on sodium pentathol and being prepped for surgery. And the only reason they were there is because of their liability for my scoliosis, which is not idiopathic, but was caused by childhood rape. These companies were formed by some apparent agreement made by me when I was 2 years old, laying in a crib under heavy sedation held captive by the people who raped me as a baby. but Now they got a bunch of properties and shit.

Hi there Mr. Noise man, Mr. fucking USA, Mr. military employee, Mr. murderer, Mr. I noticed you’re still in my neighborhood generating noise at ridiculous volume levels, Mr. beat up on cripples, Mr. liar, Mr. cheat, Mr. fake, mr. media rat. Apparently there are people in the world who still think you have something to say, maybe a point to make. Maybe you’d like to run your stupid shit mouth on one of the forums I visit, maybe have your little fucking army sign up and run their stupid shit mouths. Because you really still have a point to make. Maybe you should pay off some more journalists and judges and cops, maybe do a shoe commercial with and emaciated crackhead version of Andre 3000, maybe make a whimsical parody of how fucking funny it is to mercilessly torture and plot the murder of innocent people. Maybe you still have a reason to be anywhere near me in some people’s eyes. Maybe the world would like to hear exactly what that is when you take off that little red and/or blue outfit those slaves sewed up for you. Maybe you need to make an anti-drug commercial where you feature the modified sounds of a person vomiting that you have tried to murder and blame it on drugs. Maybe you need another fucking PSA. Maybe you need another book promo spot on some of the popular TV shows. We want to hear your logic. Why don’t you explain with your fucking mask off, without your guns pointed at people, without your financial leverage, without your security patrol. What exactly do you think gives you the right to fuck with people’s DNA? Maybe you want a commercial spot for one or more of those potentially lethal pharmaceuticals you are pushing. Come on, let’s hear it, why do you have to make noise so loud and painful that it would get any club promoter fired? Come on, out with it. Maybe all those newscasters in hoodies should step out on the motherfucking street and see what they are supporting. Be homeless and cold for real in the only thing you own, a motherfucking hoodie. Sit there and be the stupid shit mouth bum you have always aspired to be, no paycheck, no shelter, no phone, no voice, just your stupid opinion that people are legally allowed to beat the living shit out of you for. Maybe the cops should tell you to move along and dislocate both of your shoulders, maybe see how good you can drive away then. Maybe you should be what you really are, a bum begging people for their support. Let’s hear it, what do you really believe. Why are you encoding genetically-modifying noises into these military installations, into these commercials, into these city lights? You got some justification for that? Or are you just gonna reveal that once enough people are dead. Maybe you need another bailout, another steak, another pimped out ride with a bass generating military murder device installed in it. Maybe you need to exploit another culture and put it’s face on your agenda. I don’t really know what you need, it’s not quite clear to me. Maybe you should try to explain that exactly. What in the fuck are you still doing here?

But they are still doing it. So in a few hours they will just claim it is something else and flip their power back on. Great, thanks a lot power company. Appease your master. Sacrifice a few but leave some up and running. That way they can just pass the liability around like a hot potato. I mean this isn’t a compromise. I’m not gonna shut up about it until they stop. Look at my fucking blog for the last year. This is supposed to be a music site for fuck’s sake, and it’s just filled with nothing but the shit this people put me through and why I can’t function. It’s fucking ridiculous, my life is so consumed by these people that I can’t just do normal basic shit. It’s driving me fucking nuts, half these people have deluded themselves into thinking I’m their leader or something. They’ll do anything I say when they have their back up against the wall and the spotlight is on them, but when they think they’re getting away with shit it’s murder murder murder, kill kill kill, nigger this, cripple that, fuck you ya little shit we need to degrade and humiliate you so we feel a sense of power. I bet it’s the same feeling politicians get when they drape their dicks across babies.

I mean it’s the classic case of you complain about something and they make it 10 times worse. I’m having trouble just sitting outside it’s so fucking loud right now. The goddamn power company comes and hooks up a special connection for these fucking MURDERERS, and they just sit there and blast me with constant noise all day and night. How in the fuck do they continue to get away with this? Is the fact that their presence has caused me grievous bodily harm and the health system, media, and police have gone to extraordinary lengths to cover it up, rewriting actual law in several circumstances, not enough to just have them turn their shit off and leave? They are fucking with my DNA. If anything in this fucking world is mine it’s my own DNA. Their intent is to kill me, they have stated it verbally. I can’t get away from them. Just cut their goddamn power for fucks sake! How can people sponsor this? What fucking leverage do they have on people to just sit here and try to murder me all day! Do they think they are going to get away with this? You can hear the fucking noise a mile away! I’ve been physically assaulted for telling them to stop. I’ve been sexually assaulted for telling them to stop. I’ve had every place I enjoy infiltrated and destroyed by these fucking people. Why the fuck don’t they just stop? I can’t fight them, I won’t fight them, they have asked me to fight them, they have begged for me to fight them, they have tortured me to get me to fight them, they have committed crimes that I couldn’t commit myself and they not only walk away, they get MORE FUCKING MONEY AND SUPPORT! JUST FUCKING STOP!!! I am not going to spend another sleepless night because of this. I don’t know what else I can do. I’ll go to my grave before I give any of these pieces of shit the pleasure of my foot in their throat. All I really want to do is show the world who they really are and what they stand for, and let them live out the rest of their natural lives without any disguises or fronts, with people knowing exactly what they did, and what they are doing.

That their torture hours are strictly 9 to 5. Except when the “health resort” is blasting fake traffic noise through a loudspeaker and I go down and call them out on it. They only torture 9 to 5 except when you call some punk bitch out for blasting multilane highway noise through a loudspeaker at 6:30 in the morning. Then they start at 7:00 and have a recon vehicle parked up where they said they wouldn’t park any more and people walking by where you take a shit trying to catch a little glimpse. So just to be clear, the torture is only from 9 to 5 except when somebody gets called out for doing something. Well, as long as we can have hours on the torture…

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? These people are literally trying to KILL me with high-powered electromagnets. The noise they try to constantly make, and constantly need an excuse to make is intended to cause genetic mutations that kill me. I try to talk face to face to my killers and they make up excuses, maybe try to “buy sedatives” or some lesser crime when they get caught up. Oh I’m glad they have hours. Wake up and I can get some coffee and toast before people start the killing process. Must be nice to have a military/government subsidized operation, with all sorts of technology that would specifically require things like engineering from the electric company to pull off. As I stated earlier, at the sound levels these people are producing they would be spending at a minimum $20,000/month on electric at residential prices. Little ma and pa dirt company yeah? I don’t fucking think so.

Like I’m supposed to sit here and be like “oh yeah that’s a great compromise, you keep your killing hours from 9 to 5, I’ll just go ahead and say that’s just fine and dandy”. I don’t think so, I’ve asked them to leave several times. What the fuck else am I going to do? I’m not going to get violent. I’ve stated my views on these murderers over and over again. If I go somewhere else they just follow me and do the same goddamn thing. You put 14 trillion dollars in the hands of these shitheads and they think they can just go buy anything they want, do anything they want, use all the resources they want, come into town and eat up all these nice people’s food and be quartered in houses that the bank has bought out, usually forcing the people who lived there out by some means. Yeah they just made up a bunch of money, and everybody gotta do what they say now. Guess what? The business of transparently killing people isn’t worth anything. In fact these people OWE civil damages to everyone they have messed with. So their little stay here is on everyone’s tab at the moment, and they are far far in debt to the people who unknowingly support them. And they think they’re just gonna stay here while everyone slaves away to support their bullshit. Fuck that shit.

I encourage you to print these out and canvas your area. I tried to incorporate as much military philosophy into the post as I could. Hopefully we can spread awareness of this new religion to people and they can make their own informed decisions as to whether to join or not. I am not a member, but I find it important to spread the word so that there is less confusion about what the ideals of this organization are. I hope that the people involved in the church have enough information as to what they are doing to make informed decisions for themselves as to whether to continue. Once again I do not support this organization, I have just simply created some media for them. My hope is that we can spread the word of what goes on in a typical day of an “off-the-books” military employee, and get a better sense of some of the new “job creation” in an economy based around population reduction.

The surgeon that did my back surgery when I was 15 years old placed it there during the surgery. It allows people to remotely trigger an erection or the sharp contraction that actually pulls my penis inside my body. Pretty much the whole damn military and police can activate it anytime I’m doing something that they don’t like, such as being alive and out in public, or voicing my opinion about the things that people do around me. So rape and fear is their primary method of control whenever they do something intentionally stupid that they are going to get called out for on a public level. People just keep doing dumb shit with the intent of malice a lot of the time and expect to get away with it because of their little secret. It’s called rape. And it’s not a secret. I’m not ashamed. People in the military, dressed as plain-clothed individuals, have raped me, and continue to rape me, either remotely or by direct molestation in public, and they have no intention of stopping.

In an attempt to obscure themselves as the source, the military has unfortunately licensed several partial implementations of this technology to a number of private firms and companies. While limited or temporary in their effect, they still constitute the same level of rape. While these implementations couldn’t be used to cause a full erection under sedation/lack of consciousness on my part (which requires another implementation of another set of technology entirely), they still represent people messing with my penis, which is implicitly rape as well. At least there was some foresight and possibly oversight when selling user licenses to private firms, as to not let them have the full rape package. It is likely that this isn’t coming from a moral standpoint, but from the interest of not having liabilities in the private sector, as well as having firms with a lower level of security than the military itself having a full implementation of the technology.

Some guy walks into the hardware store (no this isn’t a joke) all fuckin like disney swag and shit, wearing chemicals that police use to sedate people like it’s cologne or some shit. Think I got mild chemical burns in my nose and throat now, feel a little sick and tired/sedated.

… Some people got their shit tossed to the curb a few weeks ago. Now all of a sudden they have a city work vehicle at the house all day, parked in the driveway. And they have apparently planted a high powered electromagnet on the property that runs throughout the night. It’s rather irritating. It’s also funny they are trying to rent the place, when the city engineers are all up in it and there is a sound generator that has been installed that makes the whole area louder than a highway underpass. Seems really attractive. The landlord apparently has a hell of a deal though. Get the city to renovate the place on tax money and run about $800 worth of electricity into the place a day. I guess that’s why they need an engineer on a residential property all day.