They want to continue their secret things. They managed to have secret things, a secret income… A kind of financial movement which is as clear as the day to any bank. But the banks are busy targeting the independent, innocent civilians who did not join the secret organisations. They have many ways to watch, to know, and to learn. They always learn in their own ways: they learn what their subjects are doing, they learn their wishes, their fears, their desires, and more importantly: their expenses. They know exactly how their future victims keep spending the little amounts of money that they do have. They believe that ‘help’ is good, they believe that they really deserve the payments which they receive… And after the establishment of a kind of military state structure, it is extremely easy for anybody within that political structure to pretend: to pretend to be democratic, to feign to be watching over the civilians due to a social power which they have been endowed with as the result of a democratic election system,……. 

Have i been born as a victim? Were I born in their hands or do they keep doing this to me due to another reason? When I don’t live, when I can’t move, can’t throw my rubbish, can’t have work, can’t have the basic human needs met without unfair military interventions, the group members prosper… They just start feeling better because they live off the harm they cause to their victims. Their victims which they surround, which they patronise, which they have the right to inspect… Everything about an individual, a girl living alone… A woman having the ownership of her own home, owning business, being able to cook in her own kitchen. She must be surveilled by the team members because it is only when she “makes mistakes”, like the inmates of the Gulags, that the guardians will have the rewards which they are given by the organisation. The organisation cannot live without wrongdoing, cannot have material to live on, without perpetual crimes: when I walked into my kitchen, on a saturday noon for warming up some harmful food that is sure to result in pain in my body, the stalkers knew about it as soon as i moved. They earned their own food, when I had mine. Because we are in a harmful relationship, the reason of which I cannot know… I have no idea why they move close to me, why they are able to know about every single action and how they started attacking me one after another. In the past, I only used to find wounds on my body. As time went by, I started having men in the uniform coming to my home. And they do this, everyday… In silence.