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HEART Over Mind Song and Video Dedications Over View of my TI Experience
I cried when I heard about the Aaren Alesxi tragedy. He was obviously an unhelped and unprotected victim of microwave targeting, which most probably included the usual mind control and gangstalking as well as the transmission of voices and electronic sleep deprivation tactics. This sad event is a prime example of how lethal the criminal targeting of microwave weapons can get. Should the people who were Aaren Alesxi - Targeted Individual targeting Aaren, and those who were informed and did not protect him from being tortured, be held as responsible as Aaren for 13 murders and the pain inflicted upon 13 families? I think so. Reports say that A month before he went on the shooting rampage that killed 12 people, Washington Navy Yard gunman Aaron Alexis complained to police in Rhode Island that people were talking to him through the walls and ceilings of his hotel rooms and sending microwave vibrations into his body to deprive him of sleep. But instead of his reports of being harassed with microwave weapons being believed and investigated. . .it is being said that He had been suffering from a host of serious mental problems, including paranoia and a sleep disorder, and had been hearing voices in his head, the officials said. Though this event should raise hoards of investigations into the criminal use of microwave radio wave weapons and their lethal effects on victims. . .it is being said that The assault is raising more questions about the adequacy of the background checks done on contract employees who hold security clearances. . . Dear God, please help humanity to realize what is happening to us.
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We are unseen victims Lost beneath the lies. We are the tortured ones Put on a list to die. We are rising wounded Begging for your aide. Becoming specks of dust In an evil charade.
About Me
Sharon R. Poet PO Box 383, Mont Vernon, NH 03057, United States I am being heavily targeted as I write this, so please understand that these ramblings are the best I can do under indescribably difficult circumstances>>> I began researching, in order to figure out why I am being slandered, stalked, threatened...etc., and have been
we continue allowing these criminal manipulations. The success of this Technological Holocaust seems to depend on continued secrecy and deceptions, the silence of those who are aware, and the division of heavily targeted individuals from the rest of humanity. But the silence CAN be broken. The deceptions CAN be exposed. We do not have to let them win. I dream of a strong group of influential people (standing as witnesses for each other) finding the Heart and courage to break the lethal spell with a firm public stand that could open doors for others to do the same. I pray that people publicly UNITE against the technological targeting of our government as well as common citizens. . .instead of against each other.
stalked, threatened...etc., and have been finding that I am just one of many victims of an operation that is a serious threat to ALL of humanity. . . My birth name was Sharon Yvette LaBree. My married Name was Sharon Buck. And my pen name was Namatari Neachi. My legal name is now Sharon Rose Poet. View my complete profile
I Dream of
FREEDOM - from all that harms and binds, CRYING - until all the pain is gone, HEALING - for humanity's invaded minds, PEACE - like gentle waves in rolling sea, LOVE - the kind that comforts and cares, SOLITUDE - the kind that just lets me be, I dream. . .
!? "Insane" ?!
I pray for a world of peace Love for those who are in need No one left alone to bleed I dream. I dream. I dream. Must be because I am insane. I see rich people filled with greed Stealing from those who are in need Controlling this crumbling country. I see. I see. I see. Must be because I am insane. I see people fighting for their lives Darkness turning day to night People thinking its alright. I cry. I cry. I cry. Must be because I am insane.
P.S. My flag is at half mast in honor of the countless thousands of citizens who are being either harmed or destroyed by the criminal use of radio wave technologies for targeted citizens, including military, law enforcement and government officials. As for me personally, I am not doing very well on any level. I am struggling to let go of my anger and disappointment that the targeting is still happening and that I have not experienced the types of help and care I need. I struggle to hold onto hope for myself and to remember my heart in the mist of the confusing hell Ive been being put through in the past couple decades. I hit a point of overwhelm this past Spring, as I fought to produce this issue of the Heart Bud. . .hitting an all-time emotional low in the past couple months and am trying to regain my balance at this point in time. Please send prayers that my personal situation improves. I am still living in my car, am in the process of losing my RV and most of my belongings. I am still being targeted with microwave and psychotronic weapons, organized stalking and harassment groups as well as what appears to be attempts to discredit and/or frame me in various ways. I need your help. Please do what you can to help me. Hugs can be sent via visualizations. Donations can be sent to: Sharon R. Poet PO Box 383 Mont Vernon, NH 03057
I see ocults bleeding hearts and souls Hiding things that we don't know Evil aiming for control. I know. I know. I know. Must be because I am insane. There are people trying to silence me In a world that we think is free. Things I wish I could not see. I bleed. I bleed. I bleed. Must be because I am insane. I pray for a world of peace Love for those who are in need No one left alone to bleed I dream. I dream. I dream. Must be because I am insane.
Wisdom of the day : Sometimes people label things as guilt trips in order to avoid looking at the effects of their own behaviors. Please care to look. If you feel guilty you may be guilty. I'm sorry.
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Flag By http://www.toonpool.com/cartoons/Prison%2 0bars_165661 Criminal stalkers Wave flags in my face! Can those stripes care For the human race? I see no compassion In this targeting case. My tears are spilling On American ground Stomped on and spit at No help to be found. But the flags turn to Make another round. How many murders Hide in those stripes? How many secret And cowardly fights? One woman stalked By five flags at night!!! So kill me and show What they Truly are Stripes wrapped Around fading stars Secret and torturous Concentration bars.
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Please also send prayers that my personal situation improves. I am still living in my car, am in the process of losing my RV and most of my belongings. I am still being targeted with microwave and psychotronic weapons, organized stalking and harassment groups as well as what appears to be attempts to discredit or frame me in various ways. I need your help as much as my publication does. Please do what you can to help me. Donations can be sent to the address above under the name of Sharon Poet. Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 1:30 PM
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Dear God,
Dear God, please shine Your Light on all media and government officials who are aware of the lethal microwave targeting of individuals, families and communities - help them unite into a strong public stand that will help aim toward bringing an end to these crimes against humanity. . .and open doors to help Primary Targeted Individuals. PLEASE!
I thought our flag waved for FREEDOM and LIBERTY! Will TRUE stripes set us free?
Can you feel our tears Filling the shadows Of patriotic violence?
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Secretly taken away. Lets take it back Return the Constitution To it's original track. There are microwave weapons Aimed at you and me And people dieing for telling us But we're too blind to see. The economy is failing I dedicate this song to Primary Targeted Individuals. Through the hands we trust And our taxes are pay for Those who target us. There's an evil darkness Aiming for control And we just accept it, Because we don't know. Eugenics didn't stop with The Hitler we degrade I am still in deep need of financial help until this crisis is exposed and remedied. Please let your Heart help me.
Sharon Rose Poet PO Box 383 Mont Vernon, NH 03057
But the Truth is being buried Deep inside our graves. The freedom that we boast of In the "good old USA" Has already been Secretly taken away. Lets take it back -
Courage
You can dis-believe me Mis-perceive me, Throw me on the ground, While I turn to cry. . . Tears, without a sound. You can label me even Sable me, Try to stuff me in your box. But I can still live without My own shoes and socks. You can strike me Dislike me Shoot darkness at my back. But I can pull in the Light And aim to stay on track. You can cut me Rut me Chose fear and hate to feed. But I am still protecting The Soul you try to bleed. You can use me Lose me, Hit me with your door,
? Is It "Too Late" ?
This morning a stalker said, "...Its too late." Sadly it is for the countless numbers of Primary Targeted Individuals who have been, or are now being, destroyed through murders that appear to be natural deaths or suicides and/or destroyed through criminal framings for uncommitted crimes or mental disabilities. . .as well as the countless numbers of unaware people who've been inflicted with illnesses (like Lupus, Leukemia...etc.) by lethal eugenics based microwave targetings.
However
In my heart I still feel that it is NOT too late for the rest of humanity to stand up and end this holocaust. COURAGE is what is needed for targeted families and groups of people to fully face this and make public stands to help restore the Freedom and Liberty that the USA (and the rest of humanity) has inconspicuously lost. Please find it.
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Hit me with your door, But I will still speak out. I'll be silent no more. You can blame me Shame me Denounce everything I say. But I'll still aim for Truth And strive to be OK.
As for me: My fight for my life, safety and freedom continues although my future looks grimmer than before. There appears to be another heavy push, since I produced this issue of The Heart Bud, to inconspicuously murder me or frame me for a crime...etc. I am still being attacked/tortured with various types of microwave/psychotronic and laser weapons...etc. I've been financially destroyed. . .and aims to get law enforcement help or do my work are still being blocked and/or sabotaged. Due to criminal slanderings and manipulations most people appear to not believe the severity of my situation. But it is True and I am in desperate need of substantial levels of financial help as quickly as possible. This is not to just make money - it is to save my life and continue my work for all of us. Please let your Heart help me.
You can send money orders or cash if you do not want to run the risk of getting targeted for helping me. Sharon Rose Poet PO Box 383 Mont Vernon, NH 03057
The Save
PS. According to what I am hearing and experiencing, my computer, phone, emails and websites may still be interfered with . . .my writings altered...etc. Please be aware.
This is a world Being secretly torn apart Through breeches of mind And blocks of heart. But Light will rain As pure as snow To Save us from The final blow.
Stalking Puppets
Scrambling, little puppets Line up in a row, Stumble upon each other To get to where I go. One cuts me off, While another repeats my song... All foolishly think That I'm the one who's wrong. Some are veterans, Still caught up in a fight, Controlled by those Who intrude upon their plight. Some are only citizens Who choose to believe Lies and rumors
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Cast into them by thieves. Some are just as evil As those who control Aiming to prosecute The innocent who know. Dare I feel it Feel more sorry for them?
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PS. According to what I am hearing, my phone and emails are still being interfered with. So please be aware that I may not get your messages and visa versa...etc.
Unbelieved
I try to understand. I do. As my pain retreats The hand I reached Out to you. Its True!
Don't Give Up
Don't ever think We will not escape, Or that our rescue Will remain too late. Don't give them the power.
Don't let them win. Don't let hope fade. Don't give up again. Cast aside their darkness And let the Light sing. Climb up on their stones And raise your broken wing.
Light that hides in the dark becomes unrecognizable. Please step out. www.targeted11.blogspot.com www.heartbud.blogspot.com
Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 7:22 AM
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am often hit so hard with microwaves and confusing groups of gangstalkers that it is becoming difficult for me to function very well. My strength is running out. I am exhausted and run down. I am scared and am praying harder than I ever have before. PLEASE help me
The kind of help I need is financial help and decent honest law enforcement protection. Please help me.
Sharon Rose Poet PO Box 383 Mont Vernon, NH 03057
The Heart Bud is still aspiring to fly worldwide. The fourth printing hopes to grow and include new information. Please support it: www.theheartbud.com
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Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 6:06 AM
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PLEASE STAND UP AND EXPOSE THESE CRIMES WITH A WORLD WIDE EMERGENCY MEDIA ALERT IF NOT SOME BETTER WAY.
Thousands of lives (mine included) are hanging on the edges of cliffs and are in desperate need of your help.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013: An Indescribable Hell: I had previously posted the below statements in June 22, (as some of you surely noticed) and then erased them out of concern of the targeting getting vamped up even more than it already had been. But I am learning that staying public is what helps me. In this past week the organized stalking groups took advantage of my plight and my repeated prayers to God to send law enforcement help. All sorts of crazy things happened including them pretending to be wanting me to follow them to safety...etc. Due to my desperation and the state of fear and confusion I was in I had followed on a
few occasions just in case it really was help, but it wasn't. It was just more cruel games at a time when it tore at my heart in ways that I can not describe. One of the times a stalker yelled out "Stupid" after I had bit the hook. IF there TRULY was someone trying to help me these criminals surely knew it and were racing right along side of them while mimicking it all. (This is partly why I feel that it is best to go public immediately) The manipulations and games these criminals engage in are as heartless, cruel and sadistic as can be.
Saturday, June 22, 2013: Shame on Nashua New Hampshire Police Officers June 21, 2013 - Around 9pm I pulled into the parking lot of a motel to sleep. . .and was woken from a sound sleep (at around 11pm) by a group of at least 4 Nashua police officers who asked me to get out of my car. They shone a spot light on me as I climbed from the back seat into the front seat. "Oh look at that" one of them yelled out, "it can climb right over the seat!" They all burst out laughing and continued to make jokes. . .as if they were watching a freak show at a carnival. When I called the department to get the names of at least three others, officer Miller said that the only one showing up on the computer was Officer Elliot and that "Sometimes other officers show up just out of concern." But this was not the case here. These officers OBVIOUSLY found great amounts of joy in my homeless plight and the process of surrounding me and waking me in the middle of the night, while ridiculing and laughing at me. Surprisingly, I did not feel ashamed or humiliated. I felt shocked by their cruelty. In my mind I thought, "I can't believe they are doing this!" And I took 3 pictures of them. Seriously! Three or four police cars to ask one woman to leave a parking lot!?! This seemed like part of the harassment program that had been planned out. Here is an example of a similar situation with the opposite outcome: A few months ago I was sleeping in the Crown Plaza hotel parking lot. The manager noticed and wanted me to leave so he knocked on my car window, then respectfully backed away. When I peeked my head out he said I'm sorry, but you can not sleep here. I'm sorry." He seemed genuinely sorry to have to ask me to leave. And he was respectful and polite. The Nashua PD could take a few lessons from this man. I remember, in the 1970s, hanging out with police officers in Goffstown, NH. I even had nick names for some of them, like Puggy, Cojack and Baby Face. They were good guys - the types who would NEVER join a criminal stalking and harassment program which pits at least four police officers against one defenseless, scared and homeless woman in the middle of the night. But this was when MOST police officers were decent, respectable, caring human beings whom we could trust and depend on for help if ever we needed it. Are those days gone? We should SERIOUSLY hope not and start doing something about it if they are. This experience crushed a large chunk of the optimism I'd previously pried out of my heart. www.targeted11.blogspot.com Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 3:48 AM:
Another Serious Attempt on My Life June 15, 2013: 10am: I parked in a Portsmouth church parking lot to pull the last few hundred copies of the last printing of the Heart Bud from my trunk in preparation for distribution. While doing this I was hit with something that caused unusual pains in my back, abdomen, hips and head. Around 5:20pm, after a few hours of passing out papers, I pulled into a nature park and suddenly experienced what felt like a heart attack. The circumstances around this event lead me to believe that I was shot with some sort of laser weapon. The heart attack lasted for more than a few minutes and the pain was so severe that I could hardly breath. Periodical chest and arm pain, as well as a strange cold feeling, continued into the next day before gradually disappearing. I spent about 23 hours in the Concord, NH hospital. (There is much more to this that I may share later) This is not nearly the first time that those who target me tried to give me a heart attack, but it was by far the worst. Part of the process should be on security cameras at the Cumberland Farms on the corner of rt 1 and 1A in Portsmouth, NH if they have not
tampered with it already. June 14, 2013: Another job and Home Sabotaged: I excitedly headed for Vermont where I had just agreed to clean and paint a rental property in exchange for living in it while I worked on it. (This would have been about one month) A great deal for this couple. But I felt OK with doing a months work in exchange for sleeping in a construction site through that time, because I owed them and was in desperate need of a place to do a fast and brew a few herbal remedies for my health problems. BUT I had not been there for more than 30 minutes before one of them fumed into the driveway saying, "I just got a phone call and we can't do this...." www.targeted11.blogspot.com Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 3:41 AM
A Reluctant Return I am being hit so hard since I let go of public posting on this blog that it may be best for me to push on with it so that people are aware of what is happening to me. www.targeted11.blogspot.com Posted by Sharon R. Poet at 3:38 AM
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