This man's name is Alexander Vovk. He is a doctor. A good, competent doctor working in one of the Dnepropetrovsk hospitals. Alexander Vovk knew who my mother really was, he knew, but he did not declare it himself and did not warn me of the danger. Sasha, like everyone else around me, was trying to take advantage of the ongoing murder. And there is another doctor - Sergei Barkov, who was also the first, since 1997, who knew who my mother really was and also, despite my repeated, direct, insistent demands, flatly refused to notify me of the contents of his conversations with my mother. Now I understand that my mother simply paid him for it.
If Ariel Castro lived in Ukraine, then his neighbors would not have called the police, but would have driven the girls who tried to escape back with sticks and tried to agree with Ariel Castro... to agree on deriving joint benefits from the current situation. That is, in my case, the state of Urina and all its citizens, without hesitation, took the side of the maniac and began to play, together with my mother, the game “kill Sasha”, smile at me and say that I have a good mother! That is, in all these years, not a single person was found... In no country in the Free World, such a crime would be impossible. Glory to Urina!
Then, in 1995, I had the feeling that the earth was moving under my feet. Wherever I went, everyone smiled at me, as if they knew some secret of mine and began to talk to me in a feigned sweetness, all the same. As if someone trained them for this. In 1999, only two people, out of the whole pack, admitted to me that the garbage did the relevant work with them and with everyone else - they went and "processed" all my contacts with the outside world. But this can only be done in one case: if a person is isolated within the family, if the family works for the police. Later, I realized that in order to destroy me with the hands of garbage, my parents told them all the information about me, starting from the age of 2, information about my habits, about psychological characteristics. Disclosure of such information by family members is a crime. Using this, garbage has been killing me for over 20 years.
Ukraine is not a state, because the state is people who decide to live by the law. Ukraine, it's not even a pack. Ukraine is a tribe, a primitive tribe. And so the calls of Samantha Powell are the voice of one crying in the wilderness. Freedom begins with the consciousness of each person. From the awareness of being free, free, and not a member of a tribe or an intra-tribal gang.
PS A draft of this article was stolen from my laptop, not connected to the Internet, and at 5 am, June 21, 2015, 2 attacks were organized against me. On the embankment. In the center of Dnepropetrovsk. According to Art. 216 of the Code of Criminal Procedure of Urkaina, the responsibility for the theft of information in my apartment lies with the SBU.
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