In an earlier posting I mentioned that I had asked my therapist, Jason Blantz that I wanted to talk about the "drug culture" and the "underground" in the city of San Francisco and he avoided the subject and after repeated attempts on my part to insist he adamantly refused to entertain the idea.
Michael Fell came to my room at the Apollo Hotel and tried to explain to me of the "social structure" of the city of San Francisco but was very vague in his attempts and I heard him once state to someone on the other end of his "implant" and he said, "no he's not ready for the implant yet". All he had to do was be truthful, as I am, and state his agenda. The reason he didn't was as to reveal whom was the CFO, the man holding the $money$. When he went to Ms. Jilian Clark's office and told her that I was having trouble telling who was trying to help me and who was trying to hurt me, she stated, "I'm not going to give you any advise Jack, you have to make these decisions all by yourself". Well I asked the stupid bitch a direct question and she refused to answer it, just like her dumb ass co-worker, Jason Blantz.
Michael Fell told me, "next they're going to come after you with sex", and he was smirking. I told him if they, whomever they are, use sex as a weapon I would retaliate in a most vicious manner, hence these web sites.
Numerous times during acts of sex I have had a white crystal or powdery substance poured into my rectal orifice. When I told Ms. Laura Salazar this at the James F. Boccardo Regional Reception Center she had the most sincere look of empathy and pity I have ever seen on someones face, as if it was something that was very harmful, and I thought these people were trying to help me.
When this would happen to me my forehead would break out in sores that were extremely sensitive to the very touch.
The last time this happen was when a assumed friend of mine named David, that camped behind the zip-car lot, at Duboce Street and Market and hung out at the Hollywood Launderette at Laguna Street and Market. On July 5th of this year I got a room at the Travel Lodge at Valencia Street and Market and David was invited to stop over. When he did stop by he left and came back with a guy named Doug, whom live in room $408 at the Chase Hotel and he wanted to have sex, so we did and he dump a very large amount of this 'substance' into my rectum and him and David were attempting to set up a date for me via their implants, and after they failed to get me a trick he left. The next day I had this cascading effect under the skin on my face, from my forehead to my cheekbones....it felt like a liquid was being melted off my skull underneath my skin. When I went to see Dr. Pace at Urban Housing and Health he pulled my lower eyelids down and stated that my organs were going to start to fail in about two years...I WAS PISSED AND IN TOTAL SHOCK. To believe that someone would do this to someone, I should have killed both of them when they were in the room.
The room is on my credit card so there is a record of it. I do believe the desk clerk was also on the take because they swapped out numerous of my electronics out the window to someone at the rear of the building, one being my Ipod, which the Ipod I left the hotel with had Danielle Williams name on the games in it and about 3 months earlier this same thing happened at Danielle's room, #305, at the Isabel Hotel, on the corner of Mission Street and 7th, across from the 9th District Court of Appeals.
These people have stolen or ruined over $50,000.00 of my cloths, electronics and bikes over the last 5 years.
When I was at the James F. Boccardo Regional Reception Center in San Jose they, the "live-in-the-moment, self-indulgents", as my therapist refers to them as, they are a bunch of meth using amateur porn actors, that are atheist or members of The Church of Satan and may be affiliated with the Aryan Brotherhood, which is fine, I THEY WOULD LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE.
I could climb up the hierarchy here but I won't to protect those whom are in the shadow...I know who you are, believe me I do.
While at the shelter they stole one 120 gig Ipod from me and six 160 gig Ipods. When I told my therapist this he smiled and said, "Wow that alot of electronics", as if it happens all the time. I was absolutely stunned that he would know of this type of behavior and not tell someone about it...especially when I asked him and his co-worker on numerous occasions.
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