Friday, 28 October 2016

Ear Drums and Things Entering through Ears

Drums brings the most fantastic images I have ever seen of the human ear. That ignited a debate inside of my own head: How could the CIA bug, the last one, around since at most 2002, get inside of us through the ear? All we know is that it does get inside of the head like that. Well, from watching this movie, there is at least one hole through which the damn thing could be squeezed: This hole we see at the top right of the drum. Unfortunately, though, the information we have leads us to believe that the person who inserts the bug has to tilt the head of the victim to an angle that is something between 45 and 90 degrees to succeed (unfortunately because this looks incompatible with the images, like they would have to tilt down or something for us to be able to imagine the minuscule snake squeezing through the hole we see. There must be another hole, and I am going to try to find it). A rush of cold is the maximum the victim would feel, this for a fraction of second, and the entire process of insertion takes something between 30 and 60 seconds. After that, the bug is seen inside of the ear bag. From there, it will perhaps lose some blue coloured material, which will apparently come out of the ear if you use cotton buds, and it will be moved via vibratory mobile allowance, satellite mobile, to the top of the human spine, from where it can cause maximum damage and allow for maximum control of the victim's organism, thoughts, and life. That is when the person becomes a slave of that who bugged them. In principle, they are all mobile numbers that are not officially in existence in the telecommunications system, just like the crossed line crimes of Rogerio de Oliveira and brothers (Junior and Marcelo) a few years before I come to Australia: Brazil does a lot of crossed lines even officially (Porto Alegre, for example, had a telephone number through which people could make new friends, and it was a crossed line). The marginals from Rio found a way of using those lines, which are not (officially) seen as available in the telecommunications systems to commit crime, including drug distribution. Rogerio also communicated by means of a radio called PX, a radio that a cousin of mine, son of Ilda Terezinha, also used. In my cousin's case, he apparently made healthy usage of the gadget: To help him with roads, remote help, etc. The bug we talk about works via satellite, what means anyone anywhere on earth can get bugged and be remotely monitored and even physically destroyed if ever becoming a victim. I was told the entire Brazilian community asked to have Rede Globo off in Australia, so that the satellite, the only one I know Brazil has got, would not be transmitting to Australia. This is of help if The Brazilians are using the satellite for the purposes of controlling these bugs in people's heads, since, if the Australian government were ever honest, the organs that monitor the sound and image space would detect unauthorised usage of lines, what could then lead to investigation and stop on atrocities against those who live in Australia if those were ever coming from Brazil. I was told that the Australian organs that monitor the space for sound and image are corrupt, immoral, and criminal. I was told they are sick of knowing of such illegal activity since the start. Apparently the criminal death of the entire group of space scientists of Brazil in the first years of my martyrdom was due to the fact that they were ethical and would stop this sort of thing. I was also told that a group of space scientists from the own Brazil stopped the Brazilian satellite for a while in the first years of my martyrdom (they used maintenance as an excuse) and some victims were able to record the voice transmission to their heads via mobile, normal mobile. They were in a call with a person who was in Australia, and such could easily be proven, but the voice they recorded was of someone who was clearly in Brazil, impossible-to-be-confused voice, so that it could be nothing else, like they could still claim the transmissions were happening to the mobile itself instead of the head of the person, but they would still have to admit that they were happening. Australian and Brazilian authorities seem to know about all since at most 2005. For some reason, we will never be protected or saved from crimes like this. This snake thing, the CIA bug, is a miniature of a simplified mobile circuit. We imagine, for instance, that one would not need battery, since it works on human body heat or something of the sort. It would not need local storage, since it is all about transmitting to the usurpers, etc. Since the entire mobile fits our SIM cards, by eliminating unnecessary components, we would probably have a stripe of that SIM card. The Japanese have reduced mobiles to the size of wrist watches, normal ones, long time ago. We then imagine we take one of those and take away the unnecessary components. We then organise it all in a string and it will become a ring in the victim's head after the insertion, as for CT scans. The ring will be covered of human flesh with time, so that it will look natural, as if it were at most a congenital fault. Medicine cannot help the person after the thing is on the top of the spine because the damage has to be reverted and only a team formed of engineers and doctors of medicine can try to address the problem of adequate reversion of all the damage. As you can imagine, shocks, for instance, are very possible. The press published, by 2007, that the Pentagon had found a way of basically frying people alive using satellites. And this is without the device, but, with it, they could obviously target a specific individual. As you know, electric shocks have been banned from quite a few places in the world around the time Brazilian scientists proved that they healed no problem, only destroyed the human faculties, and this was decades before I come to Australia, like in 1990 Brazil already had rules to forbid any cruel mental treatment because of the research results proving those to be inadequate (solitary confinement, electric shocks, brainwashing, etc.). Technical information is very important when it comes to understanding how things work. For instance, it is very rarely the case that a human being would dream in colours. They also don't dream in 3D. It is something else. If you are able to see such images in a human head, then they are probably the result of brainwashing via image, image with voice, whatever you see, never the own person's dreams. Some people are unable to dream their own dreams because a certain part of their brain has been destroyed. This part can easily be destroyed by the CIA bug, since you can even fry a person alive. If you can fry a person alive, you can obviously give them heart attack, produce scars on their skin, etc. In order to revert the damage of the electric shock, you would have to revert the own shock, for it is all electricity, and this is just the start. In order to fix the head already damaged by criminal shocks, you would have to then know how many the person has received, basically. Electric shocks should destroy the roots of the hair, colour, beauty, vitality, and should still kill neurons, memory, and other faculties. With electricity beams you can break human bones, so that if you can burn people to death, you can also break their bones using the satellite. Basic knowledge. Even simple oral suggestions made from outside of the human head can lead the person to do what they don't want to do, imagine from inside, and still through images as well, on top of voices? Only if the victim knows they are bugged can they do something not to do what the brainwashers want them to do. Once it is all reverted, this device would have to be extracted in the same way it entered, so that it would have to be perhaps through the ear bag not to damage the drums. Vibratory movement again to take it out. Obviously the case that people can be lobotomised via CIA bug, and they can also be castrated, since large part of lobotomy had to do with castration. They used to believe aggression came from having sexuality in the past. This was labelled cruel psychiatric practice in Brazil and banned in general from it many years before I come, again definitely by 1990 they had already banned that from their medical circuit, and again it was scientifically proven to help with nothing, just to destroy the individual and their essence. Sexuality is usually a solution, something that keeps the person healthy and connected to human beings and life, not a problem. If the psychopath ever loved sex more than causing pain and suffering, we would probably never die in their hands or something. Sex heals and saves, not the opposite. I told Trevor Skinner in 2001 to give me an academic that loved sex with women because, as I said, they were so completely cold and criminal, tyrannic, that only sex and love for women could make them be simply ethical, believe it or not, simply do what they must do by default. I was obviously referring to supervision, and Trevor asked me if Priest, since we had material proof at waste and witnesses at waste against him, harassed me sexually, like it seemed that, for him, things were different: They could be sexual, sexual harassment, and they could be non-sexual, non-sexual harassment. I said non-sexual, as for what I thought, since I had the impression he was even gay, like Danny Gil, my ex BRB boyfriend, had told me something about earrings: Left was gay and right was straight or whatever. I found that odd, since men who wear earrings should do men in my humblest by default, however he insisted that it made a difference, and, at that stage, and very unfortunately, he was wearing earrings on both ears. Priest had one earring on one ear. I now forgot which one, but I think it was right. That is supposed to mean one of those. I would think that, if anything, that must be homo or bi, but let Danny tell us better. Anyway, I also reported a hug between him and another male researcher that I witnessed. I also said that he obviously knew that Patricia was a prostitute and was having sex with my fellows and others all the time, so that he should, by all probability, be gay. This is just to make a point on how important having sexuality is, not the opposite. I told Trevor that I thought that men who were impotent were what most destroyed human kind, women who were frigid, etc. I said I actually thought, by the ways and looks of Patricia, that she was frigid, so that she could prefer women or whatever, but her eyes, and other things, led me to believe she was frigid, and that would be a good reason for her to attack people like me. I said I little believed the reports of prostitutes (my definition) about their orgasms, especially after I heard  Veronica Pinheiro Vieira and the story involving the 12 stitches. I said I thought most of them were socially and intellectually unbearable, and therefore unlikely to be missed in conversations, scientific interactions, and things like that. Having usually an alert mind, they would like to be part, so that they actually ended up committing crime against women who did not suffer from their problems (intellectual and social) for being frustrated in those regards. Promiscuity and sin in general, as I told Trevor, should lead to mediocrity in Science, so that we should not accept or privilege those in the metier. That was all to make an argument as to why I would be more valuable, together with nuns and priests, than Priest, Patricia, Bradley or any other promiscuous person. That was obviously said because I was feeling, already back then, as if I were being treated with maximum inequality, so that I was trying, at any expense, to find arguments, logical ones, to make them basically barrack for me, whoever was behind that heinous man, and I knew it was at least Cameron Plant and Judith Cook, but I had judged both of them as racist, perhaps extremely racist. Wax shows several holes, not only one. I am very confused. I will try to find a rule and a how this could happen, the tilt and the insertion. I was told things as if anyone could get bugged like that, through the ear, tilt, etc. Same position of insertion, everyone, so that there must be a clear path to the bag of the ear in that situation. Please help by writing to Operation shows an ear being operated in a way to cleanse the part that is located behind the ear drum. Having into consideration the size of the tube they seem to insert there, the hole must be really big, quite sincerely. It is hard to understand the usual book picture of the ear in this case. I think I am sure holes do exist. If you look at Doctors, however, and remember that this is a show that started between 2001 and 2015, you won't be able to see any holes. Information like this, irresponsibly given, may actually be destroying human kind, since people may not believe the victims' reports, and the authorities can use these images to criminally deny all. They are obviously inaccurate, otherwise the doctor that operates the patient in the last video showed here, before Doctors, would have destroyed their drum, but they claim it was left intact. I actually communicated with this show, Doctors, using their Internet interface, and that communication was about the CIA bug. That was before the time they exhibited this, so that these doctors are definitely committing crime against us all. I have the impression that most of it is actually coming from males and females who, like Florica, Bradley, and Patricia, deny their sexuality in public or even to their partners: They will die claiming they are heterosexuals, for instance. Some, like Bradley, Rogerio, and Reginaldo, will die claiming they are faithful to the partner. Reginaldo at most admitted, after a long time of dating me, that he had had some homosexual experiences. Rogerio at most admitted, after a long time with me, that he used a bit of marijuana (by the time he says that to me, he was using cocaine and had actually become a dealer/distributor). Desire can obviously be created through images, sounds, and subliminal, or even clear, messages, or nobody who never met Tom Cruise would desire him in sexual terms. This device can then literally make one person desire another when desire is not present. What that means is that someone might be used as if they were homosexual when their choice is absolutely heterosexual because they are victims of the CIA bug. I do believe it is possible that all the homosexual actions of Kevin Rudd, Rove, and De Generes' spouse are manufactured by a CIA bug in their heads. To make it all worse, you can also change a completely healthy person, totally to the side of loving their partners also sexually,  into a frigid, impotent or uninterested one, since it is obviously all about electric charges, first of all: Our brain works thanks to a network of neurons that communicate via electric pulses. Through simply manipulating the electricity flow inside of the human brain we should be able to get anything that means desire, will of doing things, and others. A person could then go from completely active and spring of change to apathetic because they are bugged.  I had told Trevor about the tyranny of my female relatives and even one of two male relatives, such as Nelson Ricci Pinheiro, over my sexuality. I then mentioned that Lea Ricci Pinheiro, for instance, once told me that she was older, I had many more years to live, and I should therefore leave all the men to her whenever we were together. During my martyrdom, I was provoked with some written messages directed to the side of saying that my sexual turn would never come, so that part of what I endure should be because the people who did it were obsessed with depriving me from my right to freely express my sexuality. When I was at RMIT, 2002, a gigantic message was published in one billboard as to state that I could only have sex if I became a lesbian (Come Out to Play). As said before, in another blog, I am realistically ingenuous, so that I actually thought they were talking about me getting out of home. I then put some effort into that task, always believing Trevor could only be there to help or he would not have been sent by the own government, authority for law and order, very unfortunately. As I tried to follow what I believed was the hidden message in the billboard, I was basically attacked by Islamic men, some quite white, saying Bradley, or talking about my relatives, things like that. An Islamic couple stopped me by the beach, in front of our Middle Park apartment, to talk about my relatives as I was trying to find something in that heinous story that would have been to help me by going to the beach during the day on my own, Bradley not being around, as it became almost a rule those days. Another Islamic couple, both couples formed of black people, George Hannah's type, stopped me by Crown Casino. They were again talking about family. These people were complete strangers that approached me out of the blue to say those things, things that sounded so intimate. It is all very unfortunate. I told Trevor Skinner about what I called attacks perpetrated by Dona Aparecida over me whilst I was trying to see if I could marry Edson Isair de Sousa, a miserable person, of very little in common with me, who got me as his victim over the Internet. I said the woman was a freak and constantly came around my place to tell me to cook and clean and things like that. She was ignorant, like Edson's entire family, and had spent her entire life as a house wife. She probably had only primary school. I am still being a victim of perverts and promiscuous people from Australia and Brazil, who attack me still nowadays with things like this: At the moment, I am renting a unit where they subject me to quarterly inspection, exit quality, so that, in theory, I would have to be cleaning the unit to picture perfect level each and every time. In practice, I am kept in full misery since at most 2004, so that I would be forced, also by my economical situation, to do that myself. That is human rights violation per se, as we know. As if it did not suffice, however, the native Australian male told me that he gets that at most once a year, so that we also have proof that it is racism. That is happening to me since Bradley's call at most. When I left my apartment on Charnwood Road, an apartment that I really loved at that very moment, the best place I had been that far, and I left it in haste, for realistically being attacked from all sides, thanks to Judith Cook, a native Australian male came to inspect it in the name of the real estate agency. That man abused me badly. He basically made me clean the super clean again in front of him and with my hands. I am sure it is all crime and abuse I would never have been subjected to if the own Brazil, especially relatives, were not attacking, in the most violent way as possible, my basic rights in Australia. The support people from VUT found out that they were doing that and unfortunately found in that an excuse to promote generalised attacks to my intimacy, basic human rights, and person, especially in terms of the own Brazilians. For some reason, human kind signs under what they do instead of protecting my rights to maximum, and this even after I have requested that from them in infinitely many ways (only in 2001 I contacted/tried to contact, since I did use Internet, only eventually letter and face-to-face, more than 8 world authorities and the entire Australian TV press to protect my basic rights, so rights to privacy, freedom, and property, against Brazil, Brazilians, and a few others. I was already worth millions of dollars because of my intellectual production). Everyone must know that the popular culture in Brazil contains things such as a woman's place is between the oven and the fridge, women should heat the belly button on the oven and get it cooled in the sink, behind a great man there is an even greater woman (cannot be the same or above, only under or behind), a woman's place is the kitchen, etc. In compensation, I myself ate out my entire life, had a profession since the age of 15 years old, and was working outside of home since 13. I was a prodigy at school for as long as the system was flexible, what means up to 2001. I was the first Brazilian female ever, in my best guess, to get this far in research, this even with all the atrocities I endure, what basically means the opposition of the entire human kind and all its systems in place to all that I do or want to do with my only head, body, spirit and life to the maximum level of opposition that is possible, or almost that, like we still have things such as Islamism and Communism, and this for more than 14 years so far in First World Democracy, Capitalism, a place where they sign for Human Rights, etc. It was partially like this in Brazil my entire life, but, when compared to the usual situation of women all over the world, I still had quite a lot, very unfortunately, like what I had should be basic, not maximum luxury, if one can understand this. I always managed to be the boss of my home and life since the age of 18 at most whilst I lived in Brazil, so that I myself never had that culture destroying me, especially in full or intrinsically, whilst I lived there. Ironically enough, it was precisely the First World People and Country that brought all these disgraces to my life, never-experienced-before disgraces. It was definitely because I trusted them that I ended up like this. It is definitely for trusting their authorities for law and order, their capacity of complying at any expense with the laws they claim to defend with their lives, that I end up like this, nothing else. The opposition I faced in Brazil my entire life, opposition to my success, happiness, achievement and well being, was so enormous that I had even poetry presentation destroyed by their people, and my own relatives destroyed at least two of those with their presence and actions, believe it or not. I was supposed to be on stage presenting my poem, and I got to do that, but they simply ruined it all making noises, disturbing the other members of the audience during my presentation, and things like that, believe it or not. I also told that all to Trevor Skinner, once more trusting the discernment levels of Australia, its people, and government. Sad enough: Even so... I also made it clear to Trevor that that was why nobody, absolutely nobody, from Brazil or in Brazil knew my physical address in Australia, like that I told. When I was renting on my own, I made sure it would not be listed. Not even my mother was ever told: Not because she herself would harm me, that I believed that, no, but because she would end up telling Lea Ricci Pinheiro, nothing else. My mother was one of the rarest people in the Country, culture, and race, Country, culture, and race I condemn in an absolutely manner my entire life on earth,  so South American race, Brazil, etc. My mother was one of those who could applaud, who could wish for my happiness and achievement. Even so, as I told Trevor, only up to the level she herself achieved, so that she was also selfish and could also sabotage my win quite easily, as I believe is part of all that has happened to me since that end of 2001. I actually believe she must have done like Agnella and contacted Joao Carlos asking him to interfere with my life here, from where all the atrocities came. I and my mother share the belief that there never was and there never will be more destructive place and people than Brazil and Brazilians, especially Rio and cariocas: They destroy absolutely everything. As I just said, even poetry presentation (why do I mention that? It is about five minutes, like at most, that you have to watch the person. All you have to is nothing, basically, just watch. Even so...). I actually believe that not many crimes are worse than misinformation, that being one of the reasons why I thought of myself as a priceless person in this world and time in that 2001: It is exclusively because we don't have anything officially published about the CIA bug, especially in what regards government as a source, that it has been able to claim so many beautiful and perfect lives, heads, and bodies, nothing else. These doctors, from this show, Doctors, are then committing a heinous crime by misinforming us when they expose such images of the human ear canal. 




Wednesday, 19 October 2016

What We See Is Definitely Not What We Get

I have just written SS, and it occurred to me that what women born in lesser countries get is violation of human rights by default: Sometimes we are even infinitely superior to men at work, as I am sure I was since I started working because I worked way more, I produced way more, I created way more, and I still contributed to the environment way more. The comparison is made with men because both societies I had contact with in life are chauvinist and the productive mass is mostly formed by men. Women usually volunteer to play house duties roles, and some still look very happy like that or as if it all fits them perfectly well. 

We are abused by absolutely everyone else, this even before birth, if I think well. Basically, I was obviously supposed to be given a functional, not a disfunctional, family, for instance: The government or whoever it is should obviously make sure I am only born if there is enough support for my life and person. We are born being abused and sometimes we are born even from the abuse suffered by our mothers, like some of us would be kids of rape or criminal deprivation of trivial things, such as contraceptive, abortive systems, etc. 

I was abused by all my relatives since my birth: For instance, I have a mark on my left leg, lower part, that has never been explained by my mother. According to her, I was not born like that. As I recently said on a blog post, I actually believe that has been caused by the mother of all my problems in life, Lea Ricci Pinheiro, so that not even the rights to learn what really happened to us at a certain age, when we could not defend ourselves or properly record events in our memory, do we have. The abuse that became institutional, governmental, and practised by at least two countries, Brazil and Australia, all these years (more than 14, since at most 2001), was actually committed first by my own mother then. Perhaps they hope we will get used to being abused and won't complain or fight for our rights any longer at some stage, as I heard several times in Australia all these years (keep silent, do not complain, etc.). Yet, all the declared laws, systems, and rules of human kind point at the opposite direction: I am equal, I have the legal rights we see in the constitution by default, simply for being born, etc. 

Geography and gender seem to dictate all we will get on earth, never our value, our fight or even the systems in place, like officially in place, unfortunately. I worked so hard people had nicknames for me everywhere I went, quite sincerely. At school, they called me CDF (iron head, head that can face any challenge and win). George called me Christian at VUT (I was not promiscuous, I was actually very selective with who I take to bed, and actually biblical, so that it had to be with romance or with intents to have it). I did no wrong: As I told Trevor, in that end of 2001, I had not even told a lie in my life that far, like I would not answer if I did not want to disclose something, but I would not lie. Because I am a logician, I am obliged to open brackets and say that I had two or three incidents when I was less than 9 yo, when one could say I lied, but I actually told the truth on the same day on those so few occasions. I had no sin, for all I did in my life was with a pure heart and a super clean body, like in what depended on me (if they had disease, were promiscuous, etc., I did all I could to be clean in my body, which I took to be, since early in life, the home of God, the home of my soul). 

We are basically doomed by geography of birth then: Regardless of what we do, regardless of who we are or even of who our parents are, we will pay a price, which may be equivalent to our own life and body, for simply being born somewhere. 

What everyone gets quite easily and it is reasonable to expect that will be given to us quite easily, we don't get not even writing about it, talking about it, lecturing about it, for four decades or something. I couldn't get the supervisor I asked in 2000 for my PG Dip. I could not get rid of Priest in the second semester. I paid a fortune for that course, it was my dream. It cost me my only real estate property, and I am crazy about possessions, achievements, and all else. Nobody on earth would expect a university from First World, which, first of all, had, as top marketing headings, when advertising themselves in person to me in Brazil, that I could study whatever I wanted in any way I wanted, to forbid me from having the supervisor I chose for my second half of course, from stopping dealing with Priest, especially in one-on-one mode. Yet, that has happened. I was obliged to do courses in Mathematics, but my only interest was Nonclassical Logic, the course was supposed to be entirely in Nonclassical Logic, and I still told Priest, the person in charge of the course, that that is what I was coming for. Nobody on earth would suffer such an abuse if they came from First World, I think I am sure: Nobody would see a French woman being told this sort of thing or an American woman or even an Australian woman. I think I am sure it would never happen. The Australian woman would probably not pay for the course, and, even so, would not get what I got. In Brazil, they say money buys pertinence to human kind, so that Pele, for instance, became white after he became rich. Well, all I have to say is that women who are righteous and born in Brazil, not even so, for I was obviously in the situation of a very wealthy person, coming from last world to first at my own expense, having funds to be in Australia even without a job for more than one year, having my car, about 10K, as a reserve in the bank, etc. Sad enough, if black people in the 70's became white, and therefore human beings, as for the cultural meaning of the thing, after becoming rich, women born in Brazil not even so. 

The levels of institutional disrespect for women born in lesser countries are unbelievable and it all literally starts AT HOME. That is when you know you have no chance in life, basically: I wanted justice against Renato Gaui Filho, Antonio Newlands, Tarcisio Dantas, Joao, Gustavo, and Stella Puget at any expense when those had the courage of setting me up with drugs all together, some for omission and others for commission. The cop told me, via telephone, that he forbid me from even arriving at the police station. He literally said he would be waiting for me outside to stop me from entering, believe it or not. According to the cop, that was because I would get no justice, only more injury. It is possible. I almost died as a result of the poisoning with illegal drugs. I also almost lost all my mental functions already back then for their joint violence, gratuitous aggression, and crime, which was already atrocity in my humblest. This is one episode of infinitely many I went through in Brazil, a last world nation that I really despise, and where I never wanted to be, occupied by last world people that I would be glad I never met in my life, taking away very few, such as my own mother, father, grandmother, and myself for obvious reasons. At so much expense, and after so long having to cope with all those I hated so completely from even first second of contact, such as Lea Ricci Pinheiro and Hermolga Maria Ricci, I finally reached my so dreamed First World Country in that 2000. That was just to find out that, for them, I was even less than I was in Brazil when it came to equality, property, freedom, and privacy. Basically, it was only the coward and atrocious betrayal of the Australian authorities for law and order that made what I call my martyrdom possible since that end of 2001: I trusted all systems and rules in place. I trusted that at least in First World people would be in favour of maximum compliance and maximum respect for human rights. I ended up like this because, as a woman from overseas told me, I was the dog. Basically, they decided that I was the same as a dog for them, that is what she meant, so that I was not entitled to human rights, believe or not. I am sure that whoever saw my beauty, perfection of my body, career, life, that far, especially if thinking in terms of comparison with others in similar situation, would never see in me someone who is less than others, rather the contrary: I was way more moral than everyone else everywhere I was in life that far apart from the convent and places like that. I was cleaner than everyone else everywhere I was that far in life. Bradley Paul Neal, native Australian man that I very unfortunately lived with in that 2001, had one shower per day, and that was before going to work, not after. He used to go to bed with me without having a shower, believe it or not. I would have even two showers a day, and definitely one before going to bed instead, obviously cleaning myself for what should be my partner and also for my bed, for which I should have respect. We can only have clean sheets if we go to them after we clean ourselves, is it not? I was also way more serious in terms of both attitude and action everywhere I worked that far. George Hannah was rarely at our common room at VUT. Tons of women, Australian native, can testify on that because, first of all, despite his marital status, he had plenty going after him and finding only me in the room to let them know he was not there. I always did the best that I could at each, and every, second of my life, this since very early, and the best is always something I measure in terms of human kind as a whole, the world as a whole, and even the universe, so that if my five minutes producing a paper that solves a major problem in Science will help the world and I could be using these five minutes to, for instance, have irresponsible sex, that is, sex without love, I will choose the paper. The irresponsible sex will lead to waste of my resources, since it will all be lost after it is over: I take nothing, and still may lose life over disease and others, like the probability is much higher. The paper can effectively save human kind because even if I fix a mistake of the past, say Sever's, the resources of those researchers may now be applied to solve problems such as the sun splitting into two. 

It is precisely me who gets what I get, so that I know there couldn't ever be a reason that is different from I was born somewhere and therefore I am not a person. Persons, first of all, equate full human rights list enjoyment.

By the way, to the record, ALSO in Australia I got a cop, civil cop again, this time physically stopping me from entering the police station in Victoria, VICPOL station, when I was trying to formally denounce Trevor Skinner for what I had been through that far (2004), believe it or not. The cop seemed to actually be waiting for me in front of the station's door, like he was about five meters from the actual door when I arrived, literally on my way, and he then questioned me about my reasons to be there. As I answered his questions, he literally said that he was not going to let me enter to denounce Trevor Skinner, believe it or not. At that height, I already knew that all I told him had ended up in Brazil in real time (or the same as if), for instance, given what I got in Brazil when there. I also thought I was sure he was never a nurse, and probably never worked or studied at VUT (he said he did), since, if he were a professional nurse, he would know that nothing that I told him that were not absolutely in my favour could have been disclosed to anyone else, given my health status, like I was going through criminally induced confusion, for instance. He also set me up for my maximum loss, but he could never have done that being part of the government of Australia and getting my attention in my personal life exclusively for being an envoy of Judith Cook, from Equity, VUT, where I went for help with my human rights. By the way, I just remembered that the two VICPOLs that bullied me in Melbourne, those who appeared at the door of a health centre where I asked for directions saying, she is already in the health system, did that a time after this incident at their station (trying to denounce Trevor), so that I think, all these years, it is about denouncing Bradley or Judith Cook, but it may as well be all about the own Trevor Skinner. I asked Lek Thornisson (last cop, AFP, Adelaide), and his fellow if they knew him and if this name would stop their action if he were denounced, they said they had never heard of him and nothing like that would stop their action. Yet, I am still enduring atrocity, so... . It had to be possible. I am now thinking, quite sincerely, that all Trevor decided to do, with his horrendous senile mates, was actually criminally impairing my perfect and healthiest-in-history, as for Science, body and head, this because his fellow in age, security guard and trainer at ISTA (one that, by the way, told us he had worked as a casual for CIA), said, after verifying that I did not want him, sexually speaking, that they then would be impairing me, like at my face, during the class, very unfortunately, like absolutely no shame, all of them, all the time. That is why they all kept on asking me to apply for vacancies for people with disabilities, putting that at my face, and others, I now know. Wow! First World... . They must still have relied on the statistics that I saw myself: Plenty of women drop PhDs and even Master's in Australia every year, obviously for having experiences like mines. Most of them end up in the health system. I now know... . Jesus! Getting a woman that was infinitely perfect, physically, mentally, and professionally, mind me saying, criminally taking her out of at least two universities (VUT and RMIT), and making all their staff attack her with civil crime, all her acquaintances let her suffer crime, which progressively became worse, true atrocities, this for now more than 14 years, still guaranteeing that she cannot even fight for her life, basic rights, perfect age, career, body, etc. Wow! Is this what they have called First World, for God's sake? First World Science? Science? Now I am thinking that it is because of those statistics, so well known by Judith Cook, but completely unknown to me in that end of 2001, that the lady from VUT (Judith Cook) decided to do what she did (if that is so usual, I may as well become one more figure, and, in this case, she will get away with all she does and did for life). Mind me saying, once more, I was obliged to do several things in the period of my martyrdom, which, as you know, is not yet over, and one of them was researching into the databases of the courts of Australia (they have libraries inside of the courts where you can go and do that). Believe it or not, I only found one overseas person who ever dared prosecuting an Australian university for prejudice/racism. The guy starts with all given to him by the judge, and therefore all loss for the university, and ends up paying even their costs, like it is very clearly the case that money and power governed all. As for sexism, I also found only one case ever: A woman prosecuted her employer. She was put out of work for at least five years, she won, was a native, but got only 10k in the end. What these people knew was statistics, obviously also about human rights violations and Australia, not only the Brazilian ones, which I, very unfortunately, gave to Trevor for free in that end of 2001, I now see. At a certain stage, when I was collecting for cancer, I had another stalker, another repulsive senile, obviously friends with Trevor, and, by the way, they all even looked like him a bit (the security guard and this one), and he seemed to have plotted for me to fall and get my legs injured for life, to be sincere, given that I fell due to something on the sidewalk that I could not really see before I stepped over, something almost imperceptible, and he appeared as a helping hand after I fell in a fall that almost made me do the splits for the first time in life to the end and obviously remain like that for life. The guy seemed to be following me for a while and I was actually worried about him at that stage. Thanks to my jeans, believe it or not, and, once more, God really loves me, my legs did not go all the way through: The pants were really strong, and it all stopped half the way. He was very close to me and could easily have stopped me from going even one centimeter down. I got impressed with the fact that he waited until I fell all the way, given how close he was to me, and I then concluded, that, just like the car accident in New Zealand, they had once more plotted to impair my body. There is only God, quite sincerely, this all the way through. I also would like to once more state that I know of at least two Australian women, native, who had their perfect bodies criminally impaired by coward Australian native men (I think I have no doubts, and, being from Brazil, I know very well what this is. One of them was my teacher at ISTA, and became impaired for life, they got her knee. I think I am sure that she, like me, was a top professional. With the criminal injury, she stopped doing security for life, and now instructs. Another I saw on TV, young female cop. She got again the knee impaired in what could be regarded as a fair situation, but, once more, being from Brazil, and, in special, knowing what I know now about Australian native men, I am sure it was all crime. Again, she was a star, and again she stopped working in her chosen functions for life). You are a security guard or even a cop, you then live out of your legs, and therefore also knees. You are a top researcher, and you then live out of your head, so that it is expected that the Australians tried to keep me in permanent confusional state, I suppose, if that is all they do in life, and, sincerely, it definitely looks like it. If those women are there, with impaired knees, and they are even native, we know the women either attack together with the coward men who plot to do things like that to women or silence, so that this is very common in Australia, and they do this all the time. Recently, a female took her female friend for a dip in the sea. The place was full of crocs and the female friend got eaten. Do I think that the woman who lives in the area killed her friend who was there visiting her, apparently for the first time in life, having come from somewhere in Australia (Yahoo News)? Oh, God, yes, I do. An old man died eaten by the crocs in the area where he lived, and he had lived there for many years, perhaps since his birth. Do I think he was unwarned and ended up accidentally eaten? No, I actually think his relatives killed him and put his body to be eaten there instead, since that is what cariocas would do, quite sincerely. An Asian man was about to give statements in the Australian police station, as I reported in another blog, and he got killed one day before that. The cops were on TV saying that it was obviously not connected to that on the first day of investigations, that they were sure. Do I think the cops killed him and he was denouncing native people, just like me? Oh, God, definitely yes, ABSOLUTELY. May God finally give us justice, quite sincerely, to all of us, hardworkers, people he let be perfect before they were attacked, perfect to the point of being better than all their competitors in whatever they did. 

Once more, we have to stop subsidising assassins and psychopaths: Either finish with the Carer's Pension in Australia and the legal interdiction in Brazil or make that all go to the hands of the government, so that nobody who is not a member of the government, accredited as a carer, can get the money and the service, quite sincerely. I am reaching the conclusion that Bradley and his completely miserable family wanted me impaired for life and him to get the famous Carer's Pension, that being the reason of all his investment. He got to know about the interdiction law in Brazil, since Trevor can only have disclosed all that put me under maximum risk to the most dangerous ones all the time, and he then had a first plan, which was marrying me in Brazil, Florianopolis, which is why Senai/Cetiqt started a branch there, thing that connects to my conversations with Trevor in 2001. Since that did not work, and I had already told at his face, also after Trevor, that basically he could only be crazy if he thought I could love him or want to marry him, so that his chances, when he goes to Brazil after me were really reduced, he went for the second plot, which was Carer's Pension here. As he said, what he spent with me meant nothing, since it was almost the same he spent with only himself, and the pension actually is a few times the money he used to give every month to his mother. I now know what that book that Rhonda, his sister, showed me, after Trevor, meant: She came up with a book as to state that Australians thought Brazilians were completely miserable, that she had found that book in a local library. Bradley obviously heard about my father's pension, the 6k per month, and thought that nothing better than Brazil, I now know. The reason he organised my failure at RMIT with Cameron Plant, like failure in the sense that I never got what I earned, deserved or asked, was then that: Money. We now know what happened: Danny Gil was apparently waiting for us in BRB together with our job at UQ, vacancy of Barry Jones. We basically missed the train because RMIT academics decided to attack instead of helping, and they then helped swap the good HOD for the criminal one, along with others, so that our dream vacancy, as for back then, went to the Canadian woman, friends with Patricia, our Danny went to some native Australian woman, and our life and body went to the crooks who plotted instead of what should have been, the request: I would get the PhD as a flash PhD from Asha, go to UQ, and get my dreamed chair. Oh, God, how many evil sisters can we get in fairy tales? I thought I had only one, and that was in Brazil. Jesus! Missing nothing. As another point, one of the people who attack me since that damn Trevor said that things would get much worse after I became Australian, what happened quite a few years after Trevor. It was after 2005. The Brazilian side had the hope that the Australians would reject me so completely or I would be so upset with them that they would become Australians from coming to be my husbands or carer's, and the Australian side wanted me not to become Australian because otherwise they would not be able to try to get the Brazilian money, from my father. Now it all makes sense to me, very unfortunately. 




Open Extracts of a Letter Sent To an Australian Politician

These are things you can use

to help me in this journey of trying to be regarded as a human being, what does not happen to me since at most end of 2001. 
If people saw me as a human being, as a fellow human being, I obviously would never suffer violation of human rights, especially extreme.
Instead, it is more than 14 years without rights to freedom, privacy, and property in First World Democracy. 
Please read S-Convexity and Our Work 

I have done no wrong, rather the opposite: In that end of 2001, I tried to denounce the wrongs of others.
I tried to do that because the victim of their crimes was primarily me. 
In some cases, we had both material proof and witnesses. 
With (Prof. XXX), for instance, I was being obliged to sit leg to leg with him in his really squeezed room, and I was still obliged to be like that under his desk. 
That not only made me uncomfortable to an extreme, but was absolutely unnecessary and not advisable in general. 

I had begged several times to the HOD, YYY, who they put away from his HOD position after I complained: Please let me simply drop XXX's book extracts with my comments in his pigeon box. My notes were from someone who had worked for at least three years as a primary teacher, who had professional accreditation in primary teaching, national, as for Brazil, and who was still a professional secondary teacher, teaching since 1984. 

We should always have a choice in terms of how we do things at work, and what is generally supported by the literature and the laws should be what we take to be reasonable, so that I was just defending my rights to fair treatment on that occasion. 

On at least one occasion XXX told me that I was being treated like that because I was from Brazil. He said that at my face, as if that were acceptable. WWW (Prof. WWW) had already done that to me in 2000: He said the same thing in the same way.

I think that being born somewhere could not make of me a lesser person, someone who is not entitled to a fair go, and therefore to maximum compliance of the authorities for law and order when they deal with me. 

I think that for me to be classified as a lesser person it should take more than that, if that were ever allowed, even if that allowance were of practical nature, not legal. 

I also cannot change the place of birth after I am alive, so that I cannot be blamed for not doing something about what he said. 

I actually believe I know quite a few women who forged documents to pretend they were born somewhere else, and I totally believe it is because of the stigma created by the Brazilian origins. 
All I have to say, in that case, is that, first of all, being Academia my choice, all is cumulative, so that I couldn't really put my past to zero and start over by forging documents (I would lose my degrees and other documents). 

Another point is that crime should not be something advisable, and, in special, this suggestion could never come from the government, so that if XXX was suggesting that to me, that should not really be a legal thing, is it not?

(University PPP) belongs to the government, as far as I know, and that makes of XXX a public employee of the government of Australia.
I think I am sure public employees should give example of compliance, not the opposite.

I also would like to tell you the story of the woman who was flying over Brazil, had her private airplane showing problems with navigation exactly over the Country, was pregnant, and got, as a consequence, a Brazilian kid. 
If nothing else, think of these cases: I could be one of them. 

I actually think I am that: I descend from white European people, Spanish and Italian, and I little or nothing have in common with South Americans, especially in what comes to the points that create the stigma. I actually hate everything about South America, starting with their typical food.
I was here precisely to be with people who had my culture, personal culture, or something closer to it, which is definitely what I thought I had found when I here arrived, in 2000.

Please help. 
As you know, I also have a blog about human rights (only recently did I succeed in having blogs, but I have been trying for an eternity. I get hacked since the end of 2001 because there was massive breach of confidentiality in all my denouncements at the University PPP, like all authorities for law and order of Australia seem not to have minimum respect for the ethical codes of their professions or the constitution of their Country, quite sincerely, at least all those that are alive, not bugged, and free in general): HUMAN RIGHTS 

You can visit this blog even to have ideas on what fights to join, quite sincerely.
I even discussed the issue involving Islam, so that you would even find scientific argumentation to ban Islam from earth in my blogs. 
I don't know what you personally think, but I am sure that the constitutions of Brazil and Australia condemn human slavery. 
Brazilian science has proven that even in terms of Psychiatry all cruel procedures should be banished: slavery, electric shock, etc.

You may have theories of your own, and I can only hope that they do not include support to human slavery, brainwashing, electric shocks, and others. 
I know that QLD, for instance, has electroshock as a psychiatric treatment. I also know they bug people in Psychiatry there. 

There are scientific studies of weight proving that shocks, solitary confinement, and slavery only bring injury and will never heal the alleged psychiatric problem. These studies are now quite old, decades. 

I can only hope that you do not have any personal theory that says that some type of person, so say born in Brazil, righteous, romantic, into biblical love or whatever is a lesser, and therefore if the laws apply to us when we deal with other people, they don't apply to them because they are not other people, they are lessers. 
If you do, I can only beg that you pray more, quite sincerely.
If you don't, then please defend my human rights, and therefore not only immediate restoration of all my basic rights in Australia (lost in 2001, more than 14 years in practically full slavery and suffering all other atrocities), but also maximum human compensation for all (only for Trevor, due to personal interaction, I lost more than 7 original ideas worth millions, things like Deal or No Deal and The Last Samurai). 

I need you to go to the TV and say that you saw, in the condition of eye witness, some of the crimes that I endure.
Once more, to get to see, all you would have to do is, for instance, speaking to LT, from AFP here, in Adelaide.
You could also speak to tons of other eye witnesses, since he only got to see himself from speaking to those.
The LLL managers, for instance, seem to all have seen, those from here, Adelaide, 5000.
I think I should never have spent not even one second in slavery. I think we should all be equal in rights and duties.