Archive for December, 2009

The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse.

I remember how one morning at about 9.00 am in the fall of 1986 that I had just parked my moped at Utrecht University and was about to walk into the Trans-1 building when I saw in the distance an I-formation of four F-15s flying towards me over the Academic Hospital Utrecht along the road I was standing on. They flew low and slow and passed right over my head, something they hadn’t done before and later I realized that they wanted to say goodbye to me in a way I would remember.

Aljo_

Accusation.

I am unfit for work, so I get disability pay. But lately I notice so clearly that my consciousness isn’t my own but controlled by someone else. Because my consciousness isn’t my own I cannot concentrate enough to read a book. Who would be controlling my consciousness if I am not controlling it myself? It isn’t my next door neighbor! This must be done by a governmental organization. That these people use my consciousness for some mission. I am 44 years old, my life has been totally useless for the past 10 years, I cannot go out, I cannot work for a living, I cannot even do my own grocery shopping. There must be people in the Netherlands government who deliberately deny me the ability to live my own life. I find this a government sponsored crime. But then if these people would set my mind free, I would still have my heart condition and my muscle condition and that I refuse to believe I got these physical conditions by chance. I reckon these disabilities were done to me to be able to totally control me. My life is like as if I am a detainee, which is so unfair. I have gotten to hate The Netherlands for doing this to me. There must have been a high ranking Dutch government official who came up with the idea to totally make my life impossible, because I no longer listened to Dutch radio, wasn’t interested in Dutch women and stopped attending church. But that even before I was kicked off university, that my fellow students must have had instructions about how to interact with me. That for instance I was totally unable to think autonomously, that whenever there was a math problem that I had to debate with fellow students about how to solve it and then we could. These days I spend my time alone in my apartment and that I still notice how I need someone to confer with to be able to do the things I want. Because thinking by myself with my own brain has been made impossible for me, so that I cannot do and understand complicated things with my mind because my mind was programmed this way and that there is nobody here who could help me. Maybe the Dutch would let me study at some university at age 50, while I spent 20 years being frustrated over the fact that I couldn’t autonomously solve my own computer problems, because my thinking process was being obstructed. So I am simply not interested in studying after being subjected to this ordeal of not being able to do my own thinking for so many years. It wouldn’t be a big deal if there would be one programmer fewer in the world. It would make much more sense to have a job which lets you make people aware of what other things they can do with their computer. But that the Netherlands government isn’t going to set me free to apply for a job with a company I would like to work for. And I feel this would be a right all Dutch nationals have. I am the chicken that lays the golden eggs so the Dutch government isn’t going to let others get away with hiring me for my talent. How lately I notice how my memory is being erased. Mainly the memories I acquired while serving as an intern in The White House under President Clinton, and my basic training under President Bush Senior, because this makes Dutch officials sick with jealousy. I accuse the Netherlands government of deliberately making my health impossible resulting in a total lack of freedom and that they cannot get away with this!

Aljo_

PS, After reading this post a day after I wrote it, I notice that there are three or four times in this text when I am trying to make a point and that it simply doesn’t happen, that my rider is making sure I am not making the point I want.
PPS, Maybe the Dutch will treat me like a prince and let me study at Delft Technical University, that would be an offer I couldn’t refuse, even though I had to wait for this for decades. Then I wouldn’t have anything to complain about I guess. Even though I don’t find this complaining, it is frustration. How President Bush Senior stepped out of his Presidential limousine to walk into a building to sign the guestbook of Delft Technical University. He was in Delft because of how some of the first Americans went to church in Delft before they sailed to America. This was in the early 1990s, when President Bush did speeches at every opportunity he got. How he spoke about things going full circle.

Sabotage.

I want to program my computer, build Silverlight applications, but that there are people who disable my concentration, and that they brag about it on Dutch radio how I got all this time on my hands doing nothing all day because these people are making sure my mind won’t function properly. I get really upset about this, this gets me angry! But that I am on disability pay (not to mention the medication they make me take) and that there are people who are regulating this matter, and who think that if I am in fact unfit for work that I shouldn’t be able to do any programming either. So they are mentally controlling me in such a way that my mind cannot think about programming. The reason why I am unfit for work is almost gone, so I come to the conclusion that things will probably get better eventually. Isn’t it crazy to be a mental patient because there are people who are in fact making sure you are unable to think freely and your own thoughts?

Aljo_

Memory Loss.

My ability to remember information has deteriorated significantly over the past year. It started with me being unable to recognize faces, and now I can no longer remember all sorts of information like phone numbers or information you read on your computer screen or in a magazine. It was as if someone threw a switch turning off my memory function. I feel there are people who want to hurt me and that they want me to forget who has hurt me, so that I cannot defend myself. That’s the main reason for these people hurting my memory. I no longer belong in The Netherlands, but these people made sure I wouldn’t be able to leave. It is as if I was deliberately beaten up and that the Netherlands government did nothing to stop this from happening or bringing the guilty to justice. They wouldn’t prosecute university students for mentally hurting me really seriously because the Dutch government had given permission or even organized this themselves. There were people in power here who hated me and who wanted me to become a mental patient. So it would make sense for me to want to leave to live in some other country, but that the Dutch will do all they can to make sure I won’t be able to leave here. The Netherlands government denies me my own independence, how I am unable to do my grocery shopping by myself, this is deliberately being denied to me. That it seems like how I am being used to brainwash local youths, because the opportunity was there and the Netherlands government used it. How there are things going on on Dutch radio and television which are totally not called for! As if everybody lives in the same street, winning a huge lottery prize. The locals love this kind of TV shows. Of course The Netherlands are a really small country, and they no longer can afford to guarantee people anonymity. This wouldn’t be such a big problem for me, I do however feel I have a problem with the fact that there isn’t a single Dutch radio station I would want to listen to. Take Classic Rock for instance, there is no good Classic Rock station in the whole country. All these commercial stations broadcast the same mix of new music. Which can be nice when you are under age 30, but when you are over age 40 like me, you would like to hear songs you used to listen to as a teenager. But that there is only one 80s-90s radio station in this country and that they are no good. Dutch radio is a disaster! That memories of these decades as I remember them aren’t granted to me. All this makes me realize that I am no longer Dutch but more like a Canadian, while I have never even been to North America. I do know that Canadian radio is better than Dutch radio…

Aljo_

Mental Pressure.

There are people who can subject me to mental pressure, which is really unpleasant. I wonder how they do this and why the Netherlands government lets these people do this to me. I am like a horse with a rider and that I am unable to make my own decisions, I try but these people keep interfering with my decision making process. Maybe I am being used to combat terrorism, or similar function of which ordinary people don’t have a clue as to if this would be possible. How it never occurred to me that women can take your hair when they get to be in a position where they can, that any woman will take your scalp if she realizes she can. But that my female shrink called me a liar when I told her which women had started my balding process. The Netherlands government wanted me bald, so they made me eat my own hair. How it was the last thing the Dutch wanted, was me to be an American hero. Although these people didn’t want me to be a Dutch hero either because then I would be competition for our crown prince. How in the mid 1980s I studied computer science and that there was advertisement on buses showing a large Dutch drivers license with the accompanying text: “Do you drive or do I drive?” And that I wondered: I don’t go out, I never meet anybody, all I do is study 7 days per week, how can I possibly be a threat to you? Maybe they were bothered by the fact that I always listened to American military radio, which the Dutch didn’t control. Now the Americans are gone, and Dutch radio has started a major offensive to make sure that Dutch radio is like ‘Dutch radio’, like as if it were a pledge of allegiance. I really don’t appreciate Dutch radio, I want radio to be neutral, entertaining, not brainwashing like current Dutch radio is. So the Dutch hit me over the head with mental pressure probably because I am listening to foreign radio over the Internet! Surely there is no legal justification for this in Dutch law? And in the mean time I have no place to feel at home.

Aljo_

Jesus.

There are human beings who are controlling my thinking process, that I am not free to determine what I think and do myself. How when my brain refuses to obey me that I start to shout because it is my only way to convey the message: “let me think”. But I don’t curse I shout: “Jesus in heaven set me free”. Or “Almighty Jesus help me”! These aren’t phrases Aljo would use, so someone else is in my consciousness who is a devout Christian and who is between me and my freedom of thought. How the church is fighting back in order not to disappear and that there are people who have the ability to remotely control other people and these people assist the church into making people ‘feel’ Jesus. Even though the church and these people have got nothing to do with each other. I find it a crime to be brainwashed into a devout Christian.

Aljo_

ETS.


ETS stands for Emissions Trading Scheme, which is the name of the Australian anti climate change legislation. Australia is in the Hole of the Ozone Layer, and has very dry and hot periods so you would imagine that Australian politicians would realize the need for this bill, still Australian politicians are deeply divided over the ETS bill. It has to do with how to pay for this, while Australia isn’t even in a recession. This cartoon shows Australian Prime Minister Kevin Rudd on an iceberg and that a polar bear asks him “Dinner?” Peter Nicholson drew this picture for The Australian.

Aljo_

Christmas 2009.

I don’t view hardly any Dutch television, but I do realize that these people are conducting a major attack on me. These days of the year people are in a certain mood and will be more willing to listen to people’s opinion on television. How the Queen in her Christmas message spoke about how online relationships are fake and insincere, while my friends on facebook mean a lot to me, and Internet radio is my main source for entertainment! Because Dutch radio is forcing its listeners into a certain mindset and that I don’t want to be forced to be in a certain kind of way. Dutch Radio538 is broadcasting Christmas music nonstop, as if these people have got any feelings regarding Christmas! The Netherlands are pathetic!

Aljo_

Upgraded To Version 2.9!

Today I got an email from Word Press that a new version was available, and that I decided to download and install it. Even though I was hesitant about it. Anyway, it all worked fine without any problems. So then I was in the newest Word Press version and discovered it is very easy to put other themes on display. Earlier this month I got Artisteer 2 for my birthday and it is also able to produce Word Press templates (themes)! So today I tried it and it all worked really easily and nicely.

Aljo_

Oxygen Deficiency.

My legs have become very weak, my memory refuses to remember and I am tired as soon as I get out of bed. I have seen almost 10 Medical Doctors for my weak legs and that they couldn’t explain it other than to say that it is very rare and probably genetic. Where my memory loss is concerned people said it was due to aging. I also suffer from a constant sinus infection. Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to explain all these ailments of mine as being caused by the same cause? Well, today I found this single cause! My lungs have become so bad that they no longer provide my body, muscles and brain in particular with enough oxygen. This results in my legs aching all day and my memory loss. Why would all these medical specialists have played dumb regarding the true cause of my problems? I think because all this was caused by my smoking addiction and that these Doctors don’t want to be confronted with the question: “Who is responsible for Aljo’s smoking addiction?” I smoked one cigar per hour between 1989 and 1991. Because there were people who wanted me to smoke, and that the Netherlands government let these people do this to me. Still if you can no longer trust the Medical Doctors who are treating you, because good health is being denied to you, then that would be really bad! The Dutch deliberately make me unable to care for myself, because they are obsessed with controlling me. What if the Dutch Queen is jealous of my friends abroad, she could really ruin my life if she wanted to. So I find it only logical for me to want to immigrate to Australia. Even though the UV index in Australia can be ‘extremely high’, where in The Netherlands the UV index is almost never even ‘elevated’. Still what is the price of freedom and happiness?

Aljo_

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