Starbucks #2 01/22/2023 RAW

The speaker is talking about being stalked and harassed by someone who is trying to drive them crazy. They believe that they are being psychologically tortured and are unsure who is behind it. They have a microphone that they use to record the sounds and have evidence of the harassment. They suspect that the police and various businesses are involved in the harassment. They want to share their story and raise awareness about the reality of this type of harassment. They also mention their partner being in jail and question if they are being trafficked. They believe they are being harassed by two police officers and want to investigate further. I guess at this point I have to confront the fact that it's going to be unavoidable to do any type of podcast in my life, so having that in mind, I'm going to try to figure out what I'm talking about. So, just a little extra thing to catch you up a little bit. Today is the 12th of May. Today is the 12th of May. It's a Thursday. Today is the 12th of May. Today is the 12th of May. It's a Thursday. So, I've got a Samsung mic, a Samsung mic that I got from somewhere that I currently have pointed towards the back of a Starbucks building. So, I'm currently, I don't know, about 30 feet away from anywhere that anybody could possibly be hiding, even playing the sounds that you're currently hearing, or a person doing what they're doing, obviously be somewhere far away, behind a door. So, I think it might have been going on a little longer, possibly, but I've been being stalked, to say the least, by somebody that has been using me, trying to drive me nuts, trying to get me to leave the girl that you currently hear in the background, or trying to get me to kill myself. Those are the only options. It's psychological torture, to say the least. I haven't figured out who is psychologically torturing me. I mean, the psychologist is somebody that either is or is made to resemble by a woman having sex, very closely. And I don't think I'll ever really know, because the level of sophistication or coordination that it would take to make the things happen that I'm about to upload, the level of money, time, you know, the sophistication behind the system that has been in place to try to destroy my mind, it's pretty, you'll find out. You can describe it yourself. Feel free to get a hold of me, to put my social accounts into my profile, so that anybody that wants to reach out to me and possibly maybe do an interview, share stories, they're called war stories, because it is kind of like a war psychological warfare of sorts, and I'm really hoping it uses technology as its assistance. I'm really hoping that's not my old lady, because as you can see from my screen record, she's definitely supposed to be in jail. I watched her get taken out of the cop car about a month ago. The past month that she's been incarcerated, every single place that I went, I listened to that, which you hear in the background. And it's been rough. You know, at first, I wondered if I was losing my mind. I didn't have the equipment that I currently have, which is Samson Mike, courtesy of Mike God bless him, and hopefully one day I'll be able to profit from all this somehow, and I can give it back to him, because I love Microsoft. I'm not allowed to go there anymore, unfortunately, because of this microphone. So, I also managed to get the right laptop to replace the ones that are currently in jail property. If anybody has any input, you know, I would absolutely love to hear something. You know, what's happened made me compare it to that. And make it known to as many people as possible that this is a reality for some people. I feel like, regardless of what you've done to somebody or anybody, regardless of how people around you feel about you, that this is a war crime. Whatever is being done here is listed as a war crime. You know, our military is not even supposed to do this in another country to defeat them in war. And everywhere I went, I've had to endure hearing my woman have sex with various people, saying various names. I've had to endure with listening to my music. You know, my computer is also hacked. My computer has been hacked. I have plenty of audio files to prove that. It took me a while to figure out how to reverse engineer the crossfading and the playback speed that was involved with the music and the hack. I showed a lot of people the recordings and they basically told me I was a fucking nut. I'm not a fucking nut. I can take you through every step from an original recording that I took on a screen recording. I can take you through every single step to get you to the last part where you can plainly hear the same sound, the same woman. It sounds a lot like my woman. Like I said, it's currently supposed to be in a car seat. So, either it's a live person following me from place to place, which either would be a live person that is or is not my woman. Or, it's a voice dove over editing software that is very, very good at entertaining my lover's sex sounds. Or, it could also be pre-recorded, which I highly doubt due to the fact that in many instances I have been able to interact with this person, whether it be through a wall, whether it be in a closet, whether it be in an air vent in McDonald's, whether it be in a drain, etc. I have been able to hit the wall and hear a response on the other side of the wall, which was also picked up on mic. And if there's anything that I know is that this microphone is not going to pick up my hallucination in my head. I wondered for a long time if I was fucking nuts. As somebody would, you know. You go from place to place and you hear your old lady getting fucked in every single restaurant, every single store, every single apartment building, every single place that you think that you could hide but you can't. You hear your old lady getting fucked. Okay. I thought I was going nuts. So, I got a microphone. I started out with headphones. And I worked my way up to the Samson mic. And the setup that I have is a Performa Lite Audacity. And it's pretty sweet. It makes a big difference. Having the ability to basically have super hearing. And I just can't wait to share this and get some interest from people and see what's going on here and take you through my journey down the rabbit hole. Try to figure out how deep it goes. I know that at least one police, two police agencies are involved with the assault and harassment that's just been happening. One of them being Douglas County Sheriff. One of them being Arapaho County Sheriff. I'm pretty sure that I'm a felon right now due to this level of harassment. It caused me to lose control of myself and kick in a door because I heard my old lady getting fucked. You know, nobody believed me when I told them that. They all asked me, why would you kick in the doors of a post office? And, you know, I told a couple of people because I heard my old lady getting fucked in the back and I was, you know, at that point in time probably the wrong mistake. My dad even said, hey man, you know, let's go check out the psychiatrist. But fortunately, fortunately the dad of all people has come around to, you know, realizing that I might not be a mutant. And now I have proof online. Anybody can take a look at it. I don't feel the need to prove to anybody. I just want to know. My ultimate goal is truth. I want to know how many people that I see walking down the street pushing shopping carts that can't feed themselves, that stand on corners, ask people for things, you know, get talked down to like they're less than in society because of something like this. And I can only imagine that a large majority of them, a large majority of suicides, you know, with younger people here in Colorado, with it being such a high rate, especially in young men, I can't imagine how much is attributed to stalking, harassment, mobbing. And I would absolutely love to figure out just how it's done because if my woman is currently alive, that can only imply one thing. I'm being spoofed on a website. My whole browser is confiscated. There's a whole pickup line for a police agency. There is the ability for me to go and visit her in a place that she's not actually at or she's being taken out of the place. And based on what I've seen from Douglas County Sheriff, I know that they have the ability to do so. I might not be able to get anybody else to believe that without physical proof or recording or video, but it definitely is possible. I just wondered if she's being trafficked, if she's been taken from place to place and fed drugs, you know, to keep her happy or whatever and then taken back to the jail. She sent me these messages recently about conscious dreams of feeling like she was away from the jail. But I mean, I know that, you know, you can plainly see on the screen recording, you know, she's not, she's definitely in jail still. She hasn't been bonded. I also had a call from Kentucky the other day from Douglas County, Kentucky, telling me that Stephanie's video calls were being forwarded to them and they were forwarding me back to Douglas County, Colorado, which is where it was originally scheduled, remotely and then, you know, in person, which I thought was weird. It's going to require further investigation, but I'm pretty sure that I'm being harassed by, you know, I know two police officers now for a fact and I know a lot of businesses. I know a lot of people that, you know, are definitely involved that, you know, they'll look you right in your eyes and they'll continue with their business. Nothing's being heard. Nothing's being said. If there's not a woman telling him that she's being buffeted and attacked, you know, in the back of the employee rooms, everybody just kind of continues about their business and it's pretty odd to me that, you know, nine out of ten people in a room can keep a straight face. Well, I guess it's not odd anymore because I've gotten to the point where, you know, I'm able to talk like I am about it without, you know, when I hear it, I don't peak my ears anymore, you know, or sometimes. Every now and again, I still get to it, kind of like a dog, you know, a silent whistle, but I don't react like I used to, which was, you know, just breaking buildings, crawling to air ducts, breaking the fucking apartment buildings, you name it, trying to get any type of recording of this, but I didn't have the ability to pick up from such a distance or through walls. There's always a white noise. There's always a, something that I had to filter, edit to get a finished product that is what everyone currently has. So, that's it. I'm going to try to keep these, I'm going to call them my mini podcast. I'm going to try to keep it, you know, until there's a little bit of a, you know, fan base down to 15 minute intervals at the most. Feel free to email me if you have any more stories, if you experience something similar. You are not crazy, and I would absolutely love to hear from you, and either interview via call, telephone, email, if you want to be anonymous, that is perfectly fine with me. I can edit and distort your voice. If we can make something work to conceal your identity, feel free to hit me up, and I would anyone that takes the time to listen to this.