Only for you my sun flower

All of this. All of this fight. All of this, it's to reclaim your rights my sun flower. Your rights ahead the law. Your rights as a wonderful woman that i've known on December 2012.

And that is our story, sweetie.

When i first meet Saray, this is her name, she is serving in a terrace in front of a bar near Marina street, Barcelona. The same street where one of the "Illuminati" had opened another 40 meters ahead. She was mommy a year earlier.

She was working in the restaurant of his husband and I start to go there after that who I was calling brother go there every day. She was beautiful and i when i stop to work at twelve to eat something always i was going here.

We start to meet, i fall in love with her. She was very unsatisfied with her relationship and a little bit depressed because she takes sedatives [1]. Another strange behavior of this woman was that working at the bar sometimes mans go to see her perhaps for casual reports. It was very strange she doesn't look happy to do this. Sometimes she seems to me super exited.

And now I know why, she was victim of the steam Machine of the neural control network and she was, and nowadays is, continuously masturbated by radio frequency. But seven years ago I didn't know what it was and I couldn't help her. I would have liked to understand what was happening to her, what the sudden changes of character were due to. Because she seemed so worried and nervous many times. Although I immediately knew it was her, the most important woman in my life.

Now I know that two years earlier in 2011 when she was in love with her husband David, a stalker, a criminal, a human hacker, who I call "the butcher" virtual rape her and put her in the synthetic telepathy network and after he breaks her love story with the father of her son, who i love too, he starts to use her to destroy families, to start the vortex of bet about them life and to induct to suicide them.

He is an assassin. But not in person. Induct to suicide, a person which brings another to suicide is an assassin. Nothing more.

But I didn't know it. I was an ignorant. I'm so sorry Saray, I'm crying all the days. I'm so sorry sweetie. I'm so sad to not completely understand you. Sorry.

He create a tool, what I've described as Mantis. A tool to hunt new pries of this hell network, a prostitute to satisfy special services, and a suicide actress. All of this with coercion over her baby. All of this with mental violence. All in the pyramid number four of the "Illuminati" pseudo dictatorship gain money over her body. All. And I know all of them, I'm writing this book to let my readers understand the real danger that has got a big stalker like him a the democratic society. She has been violating her for eleven years and has never even made her a sign because with the steam machine and unreal engine visual cortex injection it makes her lives the most horrible experiences full of blood pain and violent sex. In Barcelona many girls are in the same condition. No one knows how to denounce this monster. And I want to stop it. She is her slave. She needs help.

She is under a suicide bet vortex from about ten years. People bet and gain money over her sexuality. I listen her voice and see her in my dreams with visual cortex injection and brainwave rewrite from July of 2018. I've understand all now, she is enslaved in a house with four man taking cocaine all the day and fucking. Every Thursday she is sold to doing orgies with probably monks [2] dressed as civilians. In the network her body is sold to beasts. Her brain is divided in multi task sessions and her shape is utilized in Barcelona to induct to suicide. She has to satisfy sexual necessity of people who sell drug for this monster.

I really need help. She lost the custody of her baby. I need help.

This woman is wonderful, only has sentiment in her heart and she is victim of sexual harassment from a decade. She doesn't denunciate because of her son. I'll do it for you, sorry for delay. Sorry.

This is the real problem of Barcelona, a chain of death, a chain where the real purpose is sell beautiful women like Saray to special service orgies. Almost catholic church [3] related. No one have the bravery to stop this billionaire market.

They speak about prices from 10000 Eur to 100000 Eur.

She was threatened to go away from our house in Canyelles and join a body building trainer. Now it's three years that is heavily sold. Now she has done horrible thinks and her mind doesn't break her mental chains. Her mind doesn't understand that life goes on and that those criminals have to get jailed all.

But I will do it for you sweetie. And for your son. I love you.

What they forced her in the systematic destruction of my life

So I meet Saray on September 2012 and start a relationship with her on 11 of January of 2013. She was married by the town hall with her husband David. She got a baby of more or less one year old. She was very angry with her husband and I start to meet her in them bar.

To resume the strange thinks that I've notice about her:

Who I call brother, Massimo, before I casually went to the bar where Saray worked, he also frequented it regularly. Once I asked him if he was interested in this woman and with a gesture of contempt he indicated that he did not like her at all, which is very strange since she is a beautiful woman. But the strangest think is that my old girlfriend, Thais, take me to this bar.
Some our before we first kissing us, the mother of the son of Massimo, Jessica, came in Marina we got evolved. Was very strange because she perfectly know that I was deeply interested about Saray. And I stop before having sex. This was what Saray use to destroy our stable relationship a year after. At that moment I didn't realize that Saray, David, Massimo and Jessica agreed.
One time walking in Marina street the wife of a person that have worked with me start screaming to her in front of me. It seems that she fucks with her husband. Because I don't say nothing about, she lately say to me that "she need someone that defend physically her", I didn't realize that was a machined situation in the synthetic telepathy network.
It was very strange but every where we went, Badalona almost, it seems that she knows everyone. But the strangest think is that also my father seems to know her. When we meet with my parents the first time he looked at her with a suspicious grin. Now i perfectly know that she is one of the twenty four girl that the butcher use to do gangstalking in Barcelona. She is an actress of suicide.
One day in the Glories commercial center she was buying something in a tend and she mobile rings. I was playing with an application. A message pop up and I read about a boy, like twenty years old, that was commenting with her a sexual adventure that they've got. I got an heart attack. Now I know that he is the younger brother of the boy whom I define as an athletic trainer. He too was Jessica's ex-boyfriend.
One night we go to eat something in sant Pere de Ribes at restaurant L'anxaneta [4]. All was good but at the end of the dinner she start to be very strange. We go out to smoke a cigarette but she starts shouting that I was violent. And I never touch with violence a woman nor a man, I repudiate violence in all its physical as well as psychic facets. People come near to me and do a wall between us. Someone start to have a violent attitude with me and I simply go away taking our car and go to Canyelles, our house. I rapidly call to Miguel, the chief of workers of what was my facility, and tell him that I was very anxious with the comportment of Saray, he takes our van and in the middle of night he did seventy kilometers to came to our house and calm me down. A very good man. Like three ours passed Miguel went out and after a few minutes she get home. Our house was isolated and in the countryside. The only noises there were those of dogs and nature. Saray seemed to appear out of nowhere but this was impossible because eight kilometers separated the first bus stop. I never knew what I spent that night and why he behaved as such nor who brought her home taking care not to hear the engine noise. She simply apologized to me with sex and I accepted.
One day we go to the beach in Segur de Calafell [5], a town in front of the Mediterranean sea province of Tarragona. She starts thinking about an old love history that she had, and she was very sad. I can see it in her eyes. She didn't cry, as usual. This wonderful woman is hidden by a veil of inner sadness that I have practically never seen externalize. Something stops her for the right outburst of emotions. This something is definitely this terrifying network that someone calls techno. I really don't know what happen to that man. Does he commits suicide? I love you sweetie take her of you I know that you're reading me.
Saray was almost sincerely with me. After one year and a half attaching problems with her husband she goes out from our house and an "up and down" relation starts. We meet, have fun, have sex and sometimes we sleep together. She was very clear she underlines that she wasn't my girlfriend but only my lover. The reality is that i was deep in love with her and this paper for me was a little bit restricted. But I accepted it, was sharing her with others. I was jealous but at my age I knew how to contain this negative feeling.
One day I go in front of her work, she is a waitress [6], and she was so nervous. She didn't want to be accompanied by me. I insisted slightly because he remarked that he had an appointment with another man, probably a fish distributor of the market she had known in his work. I was nervous but I absolutely never allowed myself to raise her hands, I never did it to anyone in my life. She called the Barcelona city guard [7] with incredible speed and without using the cell phone. They passed "as if by magic" and I immediately go downstairs to block myself without having made any kind of crime. She burst into tears and she walked very hard without even looking back. All was made without any doubt in the remote neural monitoring network.

What happen from July 2018 to now

I've done four times the "Pilgrimage of Compostela" in front my family, of you and of all the people that I've known in my life. All in the synthetic telepathy network where my mother touch my penis with her right side brain. And you cannot call me. Have an happy new year.

Riccardo 31/12/81

After one year of a fascist practice called "luz de gas" in the Barcelona capital I start seeing her in the audiovisual machine, sstv [8] protocol streamed into my visual cortex and holograms that could have been visualized by everyone also not in my same neural control bell, and listen to her voice in subliminal voice chat.

First of all I want to describe to you my reader that the conditions that I've seen her was terrifying. Fucked every where and evolved into a Mafia plot where she is sold like a prostitute in this radio world as hologram as I have described but also physically like I've proven finding more than two hundred of porn photography in the 4chan network.

The maps above sign like almost every where I've seen here. I've walked four times between July 2018 and September 2019 the road of Barcelona and neighboring the terrible power of the Machine used to induct to suicide a citizen in front of the public administration, police and others citizens. This is an international scandal. Someone in Catalunya use this audiovisual monster to do gangstalking to put people in the parimutuel betting system and the B-side of the technological big firm to do development using the brain and biological value under extreme stress of target individuals.

Those fellows, absolutely to be considered as the most dangerous criminals in Europe currently, are the stupid little bitch from Genoa, Italy, and the butcher a Catalan big noble.

Saray got a baby and she is a victim of this technological monster from about fifteen years. Saray has to be an actress of suicide because people here are slave. She is a slave. And she acted and was violated a thousand times in front of me to induce me to commit suicide. I am a victim of betting over my life. And all the Spanish and Italian nobility play these games of psychological violence where ordinary people, like me and Saray, are subjected to torture, continuous sexual violence and our children are raped in turn.

I absolutely ask the Spanish and Italian public administration for help to stop this massacre that is destroying a Europe increasingly divided by inferior conspiracy theorists who use this system they call "techno" to bring back fascism and probably a world war. Help. Saray and I love each other and are ordinary people with absolute need for justice. Help.

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Only for you my sun flower

What they forced her in the systematic destruction of my life

What happen from July 2018 to now

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