2011 06 11. School of Life.
On June 11, 2011, a few days before I officially notified the government of Ukraine about my withdrawal from Ukrainian citizenship and became stateless, on the wall next to my car, I found graffiti and several autographs of "artists".
Prior to that, for about two years, from about 2009, someone began to paint and paint the walls, everywhere I went, with swastikas and inscriptions of the same type and did it in such a way that I identified these inscriptions with myself. In addition, the inscriptions were made in such a way that when walking down the street, I would read them in sequence. I did not understand the essence of what was happening. I did not understand that this was a fascist, ritual crime against a Jew, so I just memorized everything and documented it.
For example, one winter I went to a supermarket and noticed that a person was walking a little behind me, and this person periodically steps aside and draws something on the walls. I took a closer look and found that on the walls, along the path of my travel, there was a new inscription - "OSPA". Wherever I looked, there was this "OSPA" everywhere, and the subject following me looked where I was looking, and he put crosses on both sides of the inscription "OSPA" in the event that the inscription fell into my field of view i.e. I have seen and read it. Approximately 500 meters before the supermarket, the subject stepped forward and began to walk in front of me. He would be in some state of euphoria. He was rocking. He seemed to be dancing, bathing in what he was doing, admiring himself. He tried to attract my attention, pointed his head at these inscriptions “OSPA” and right there, before my eyes, with the appearance that he was eating something tasty, he put crosses on both sides of the inscription... He seemed to be telling me: “Look, it's me. You see, I wrote it. I wrote and you read. And I saw that you read it and I put crosses so that you can see. Composted. And you saw what was composted. I showed it to you ”... Most likely, he was in a state of drug intoxication...
Well, what can I say ... I have seen this more than once and I am sure that this is some kind of fascist rite and that this is a maniac. And he's not alone. Some group of them. The person with the help of which this group coordinates its actions in relation to me is the subject “Shahid”, who, for 10 years now, has been living on the floor below, in apartment 106, and who, for 10 years now, has been interactively becoming aware of everything that happens in my apartment. These people are provided by the authorities - Ukrainian law enforcement agencies, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Security Service of Ukraine and the Prosecutor's Office of Ukraine. Also, the security gangs of the Varus and ATB supermarkets take part in coordinating the actions of these maniacs.
As far as I know, in psychiatry this is called induction. This is when several bastards "unwind" each other's deformation of behavior. This is typical for criminal communities and terrorist organizations. It is also found in law enforcement agencies and among prison staff.
The Mossad is in charge of investigating ritual crimes committed against Jews. I will send them this message, but I believe that they are either inept or corrupt, because their function is to engage in intelligence, to obtain information about such crimes and to act proactively, to identify such gangs and prevent their crimes, to protect Jews from such crimes, and not to receive information already from the victims of the commission of such crimes, for example, like me, after the people who planned such a crime have already committed it.
As for the graffiti with which I started this story, about a year later, opposite the regional department of the SBU, on the wall of house No. 22, I accidentally discovered an anagram, the same as the one painted next to my car and deciphering the inscription - “school of life”.
And this inscription flaunted for a long time. In January 2015, she was still:
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