"They wanna call you to fight. Calling you a snitch for telling the truth. A (home) was left
by your grandparents." (screenshot)

I don't know about any homes.

But I am telling the truth.

 

I recall talking to Mark briefly for like several seconds as a relay call from sister or mom
or something before we met in person for the first time after he moved to the States
when I was four.

He commented on my deep voice, (I spoke in a deep voice back then briefly for some reason)

and impressed by it or something. And when he actually met me in front of the family,

he tapped his hand on my back once and told me to lose some weight.

That was the first sentence he spoke when he met me in 2010.

 

Look.

I am not being a rat, or a snitch.

I am not being egocentric to preserve the origins of my honor.

Nor is this about money.

 

It is the truth,

and what were you expecting otherwise?

That I won't tell the truth, to save yourselves?

To have my ideas, my legacy, taken by you?

It is an interesting thought.

To sacrifice by a 'noble' white lie.

 

Reality is this.

It would mean I would be sacrificed not only by the merits of the idea,

but it would mean I am framing YOU.

And thereby I would be punished by the law.

And you were wholly expecting this.

That I would fight for my honor.

 

Dare you call me a snitch?

When you opted for a calamity of your choosing,

you declared a war on my life with your gaslighting.

 

Ok.

They were aiming for the worst on me.

As they agreed to my suicide back then,

this is the nature of these people.

They tried to destroy me again.

 

As a group.

Seeing me in a vulnerable situation.

It cannot be forgiven.

 

I am completely innocent

and immaculate victim authorities.

Regarding my ideas.

And, they must be charged.

 

 

 

If you are facing capital.

At this point, my emotions are detached.

I really do not know what to feel about it.

I cannot be betrayed so many times in this life,

by the people whom I was to trust.

 

I hope that you will face your end with your dignity intact.

That is all I can say.

Accept the consequences of your lethality.

 

 

Is this another sick demented mislead to provoke an emotional trigger from me?

If true. I do not want to hurt people.

But they run into the fire all by themselves.

And if I try to save them,

they push me into it.

If this is another psychological abuse, it must be accounted for.

Endless tortures.

This is endless cruelty.

 

Again. I am in no position to lie.

I am telling exactly how it was.

And regarding my ideas,

every idea, I presented, is mine.

If it is of another person's origin,

I would more than happy to state that.

And would be asking for a partnership instead claiming origins

to which I would have no idea what they would have as records as hindsight in their lives.

Nor as a foresight as memory, while I am in the blind.

But no.

These are simply my ideas.

And if they are trying to claim origin.

They are framing.

And they must be charged for that.

 

I don't know who is lying exactly and how they are lying.

But confess.

End this nightmare you have initiated.

Face your punishment with honor.

 

 

 

 

 

"Loneliness and purpose."

 

You folks confuse loneliness

with restrictions on entering his own reality.

 

From your viewpoint, through the looking glass.

I am alone and in my lonesome finding my purpose.

 

From my perspective,

I am taken of my reality

rights to be included in it,

and tormented of my reality

by gaslighting, deceit, and framing as well.

 

And by the effects of that abuse,

as I react,

you try to bury me alive,

saying your lives are valuable as you insinuate your crimes,

as you declare your war on my life,

with your attempted destruction.

 

You keep trying to justify your deeds,

you keep trying to flip the table by creating an excuse.

 

This is abuse and cruelty.

This is manipulation of the person targeted.

This is manipulation of the court as well.

 

Where there is a cause, there is a reaction.

And by the reaction, caused by their trigger,

I am not liable for my reactions,

where there is a mediator to fairly assess and judge for themselves.

 

And their attempts to flip the table,

assuming this is Elon Musk endlessly,

this fucker treats me as a human fucking toy.

Installation of my devastation, despair.

 

You need to die.

That is fair by the law.

Remember this.