The Man Upstairs is Definitely Klan

I am enduring the most aggressive attack from my upstairs neighbor yet.  I know not whether the police report I put in yesterday is known by him.  As I get up to write this, he stopped suddenly and stops walking around.  Spinal Colum intrusion like this means he has gifts of lucid thoughts and dreaming, he is Deja vu inclined, but is one psychic mo fo, and is highly telepathic when around me.  He is now the top bee (It is a Wiccan witchery classification.  Most bees are openly gay and highly intrusive verbally, sexually, and socially in community.) sender here.  It also means that he is the most dangerous, the most unstable, and the most highly delusional schizophrenic party here in this H.O.A.  His mind will be mush soon enough and the police can no longer use his mind and memory for tunnel through.  I have taken about 20 minutes of loud stopping and very violent, purposeful banging.  I will let you know that he sends telepathic screaming with the processes, but especially with the banging.  It says mostly, "I hate you," but I also described the man to the police as a Pagan looking white male and he sent the weird and undoable statement of, "We are going to destroy everything of worth, especially meat and oil."  I believe he is an alchemist trying to attain wizardry by pretending he has the abilities.  It will just make him further unstable and psychiatric.  He is obviously under some false belief that he can get on TV in some way with this behavior.  My blog is nothing.  At most I have 10 readers a day.  Telepathic reading may occur, and governmental reading may occur, but, to me, that is not real.  Because I am shy, and doing things that are academically revolutionary, I enjoy the cloak of this darkness.  This statement will further enflame his sense of being unjustly persecuted in and by life.  Hopefully he has no firearms up there.  I do really care about my safety even though no one else does.  I have sat back and just tried the stance of absorbing, but knew that the structural integrity of my ceiling, and also the worry of him coming down here in his "extremely dysregulated state" was a great enough concern to get up and write this.  As I thought he would, he stopped.  He wishes to prove his power and spiritual gifts over me, thus his superiority.  His sadism with his "gifts" is great, and his hate is very strong.  He is profiled, by me, as a top dog molester in the community and a female anal rapist at large on parole from Marion County, IN.  Many people went there to stalk me when I was there from this community.  They did not fit in, thus their offending became apparent to law enforcement quickly, and the cops wanted them to offend on me here (the cops had high gift of prophecy) thus they processed them too quickly, and the court system released them on violent offenses the same night with a court date, especially if they were white, to offend in this community around me.  They were all KKK there, especially the Judges.  Judges openly told people in court ot go back to MN if they were from there, even though they were on parole.  Judge Nelson was the worst with a close second by psychiatric Wishard nurse and head ICP Juggalo Judge Collins.  It was not real court to them there.  They saw all these people as usable bit part players in a nasty play of wreaking havoc on me for the rest of infinity.  For some reason they believed that I had some great destiny, thus their intrusion and abuse was powerful.  I have no destiny, thus it was not.  They were a cult before I even got there.  The Line Deputy there was their "god."  He was not to me.  He was a colleague.  His chains were great on me, in the building and out, and he was the Grand Master of the KKK.  It was a new designation.  His Kingdom Hall, that I never went to was the Fire Union Hall on Mass Ave. downtown.  It was across from the most popular gay bar there which was owned by a Cambodian strangler.  It was called the Metro.  They got really comfy and expensive new bar chairs that connected to the floor and turned while I was in Indiana.  I went there a couple of times for karaoke.  It made my Broad Ripple, IN, gay community "friends" very jealous and overzealous, and thus they intruded on my life at The Colonial Apartment Complex and tried to get me evicted and also made it impossible for me to find employment.  I always had a strong work ethic and history, thus the discrimination made no sense.  I later just worked for LGC Catering, and another catering company, simultaneously.  I work really hard for my money.    It was painful but these closed doors led me to open windows I needed to further investigate for everyone's safety in the community.  I kept my housing at another location after their ultimate intrusion into my life.  These Broad Ripple gays were not bees, but they were from NYC.  The people at my H.O.A. are Jewish Neonazi's from NYC, except this new guy.  I really suspect, because they are such a strong bee colony, that they are very schizophrenic and very gay, actually regardless of marital and partner status.  It further confuses the system.  After this piece, it will hook up the Broad Ripple, IN, gays and they will be powerful bee gays in NYC against the whole Cuomo family.  Back to the Line Deputy.  I actually made this new designation, Grand Master (higher than Grand Dragon), to reveal the real threat of this man to the U.S. economy and to society at large to Masonry.  They did not care, and then began letting women in.  I visited the Masonry Temple late at night, the door opened for me, I viewed the lecture area, and a man questioned me for about an hour in a freaky "spiritual" way.  I also stopped at The Scottish Rite Cathedral, did some observation work and light telepathy and left.  It sealed the deal to stop the intrusion of females on the masonry ranks and then, once back undercover in The Twin Cities and firmly embedded against AA and a very violent, governmentally owned sober living program, I took all women out of The Klan, completely.  It then became a new land of man.  Of course, this put me in danger, but it was just time, before all these powerful white men (and some DOC black male guards) went insane, very publicly from cheating wives and mothers who beat them revealing sexual secrets about them very publicly.  Things like that were then handled behind the scenes by the Klan and it did not end up in the news or paper.  The Line Deputy planned it the whole time.  The man upstairs is obviously met The Line Deputy, became Klan at that Kingdom Hall, and the dead Line Deputy is in his head.  It makes his delusion of power over me stronger.  The Line deputy is a monster of great power and great deceit.  I will rest in the silence now.  Dr. Jennifer K. 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