Radio Frequencies?

01.21.23 3:51 p.m.

(I plan to also upload these recordings just in case anyone is ever interested in listening. They are setting me up so bad with the only goal being, my death so I am hoping these will be valuable one day.) I can hear Jason B laughing and Shelby is priming for the set up. “Kill yourself!”, I repeat as I am typing and then she says “I mean, I mean” guess they were going for “myself” coming from my mouth.

“Fucking hopeless” I say turning my recorder on in frustration. “What about Da****?” I ask. “It’s not about me then.” “See how something that is nothing can become something? This is bullshit. There was never anything there. Hell no. They’re hypnotizing me. You’re trying to hurt somebody that I, that I, ugh I hate these fu**ing people. Totally true Matt Greta, thank you so much for helping my kid. Thank you so much for helping my kid. Thank you so much. I think this is fu**ed up. There was never anything, anything bad. I love the jacket. There is nothing wrong with the jacket. This is all we do all day long so you can get sh** to hurt other people so they will get on your side. Well get on their side, hurry up. Join in. I’m so tired of this shi*. Never anything bad. Nothing bad, never anything bad. I hate you cause I was not like this before. At all. At all. Ok lets see. Young fkn punks who are just…They are saying something about ears up, so they are trying to cover something up. When they jumped Dak** (They are listening present time of course and setting me up by editing what it is I am actually saying and fitting it into their fictional crap. “Reality Adlibbing” and for some reason “jumping Dak*** was important.) Ears covered up, head down. You are every bit the scum bag that you say that I am. There is a helluva lot of motive over there, more than there is over here. (Matt Greta is just playing his part. A female is reassuring the others when this particular Matt Greta smiles at me.)

4:41 p.m. the same day

“Got a crooked neck” I repeat for someone and then respond with “Because they already decided to kill me long ago.” “There should’ve never been any of these fu**in things you stalkers.” (They are all listening, “not really” a male says. “Cracker’s name” a female says for him. They are just setting me up and doing whatever the hell they want to. They literally brag about what they have done to my son every single day. Fake it til you make it is there motto. They will just play it all off like it was part of the story or “Not that bad” especially when they continue to point the finger at me, no one will ever give a damn!) “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, and I know what you’re going to say too and I don’t give a sh**. Fuck these people, you don’t get to kill me. They’re setting me up all of the time. I’m not looking I don’t care. (I think I’m referring to one of the remote viewers who are also setting me up.) I never ever said that. That’s me worrying. I love you this much. Not me that’s for damn sure. I have never hurt my son in my whole life or he wouldn’t have been “sticking up for me so much that you felt good about hurting him huh” (This is all so embarrassing for me to listen to and write but they really did hurt my son and they really are trying to kill me.) That is only 1 minute 4 seconds into that recording. “Cause his mom loved him so much, huh, that’s his punishment. F*ck you.” Fuck them. Exactly. Fuck them. Fuck them. I could’ve gone to prison for child abuse by now and been home. They are trying to kill me. I never said that. Man, you try to stick up for someone and look what happens. Every one of you could be me. You fkn scumbags. No way in hell. Leanne was here for Cracker and Lacy and Amanda was here for David. It was my book idea, and they stole it from me. Yes, it was. My blog. I should’ve never opened my mouth but how can I not when it’s in my mind? Hell no. You only respect people you are kissing up to. It’s all bullsh*t. Yeah, and you took advantage of him because you could get away with it. This is all bs and you put it all on him. You’re all assholes. No one else ever gets in any trouble for any of these things. Danielle is recording. Remember what? That we’re a murder pact here? That we’re killing you no matter what and we think that you’re pretty bad. You didn’t think that before, because I didn’t think that way before because it wasn’t that way before this is about yourself you holy crusader. I am not any of these things and I sure as shit wasn’t before.