Sylvanna Devlin

There’s one other way sound can be weaponized – well several. But in the instance of 24/7 gaslighting and cognitive abuse as described.

Exhausted and finally sleeping you are most vulnerable to sleep disturbances like sleep eating and sleep walking.

Which means the power of suggestion is more likely to succeed as any other time.

I’ve woken up in front of my pills, confused. Wondering how that happened. I was supposed to kill myself with my Wellbutrin.

The pharmacist became a little concerned about extras after I woke everyone up to lock their pills up.

You might go to sleep avoiding suicidal feelings, or trying to sleep them off. But about 3-4 am you could wake to the suggestion or not wake at all.

My cat makes sure to create a racket at that time every night. And I’ve been so annoyed but patient because I love her. But I suspect she knows full well what suicide is and hears something to wake me from.

The cognitive abuse ahead of time was intense, however. So I’m not certain if exhaustion on its own makes one as vulnerable to the power of subconscious suggestion.

Sounds like science fiction doesn’t it?

But now, after everything you’ve experienced. Is it really that far fetched?

Also

Be careful of events that feel like a forced attempt to “get clear”. And commit suicide.

You can’t avoid an attempt on the mind being likely to succeed. As far as the “getting clear” aspect goes.

I do not know if you can convince others of suicide at the same time.

But an attempt on part of my current city was just made.

And, as for the need to interrupt the process with distractions.

Concentration is likely shot. But we’re all then usually in the mood for an argument even if we’re not mad and don’t want to be.

When we really need to avoid listening – even on a subconscious level – a game like zonmondo (would you rather) would be perfect.

You can argue endlessly and not care about the results.

I can’t help wondering if something like IRC can’t be resurrected from obscurity and used to create two person chat rooms so you can play with strangers if you wanted.

Don’t forget to interrupt the troll-bots!

And be careful of suggestions that crash your mood and make you suicidal. The hospital isn’t her only endgame.

Once you’ve been depressed it’s easier to experience depression again.

I can’t think of a “better” way to demoralize and discredit a large number of people at once. Potentially making them pliable and more manipulable

I tried describing this before to some avail but not enough.

They hook your interest with a lie, a curious narrative about someone you know. Then the lies shift and change. You might reply and they change and adapt. But after about two hours you don’t know anything anymore. Who is accused of what (unless egregious) And then, what was the defense. Who argued what. What was the truth (none of it)

Some they finally draw out until, just kidding, that’s not real but this story is, until oh wait no it’s this one with elements to the first, hang on that’s not true either but the first and one before had this part in it and really it was…

Twenty-four hour of this, with enough background sound to overload all senses with such cognitive abuse you can’t move, feed yourself, drink water, and end up drooling is one possibility.

Suicide is another.

You just want reality again and don’t know how to get it back.

That doesn’t work they try for longer narratives but the same idea for 72 hours.

That doesn’t work they go on an ever changing but semi consistent long whiz over 92 hours until suddenly “wait none of that is true”

You can say you won’t believe anything you hear from some unknown source.

But you will.

Until you don’t know what to believe anymore.

Another addendum?

It may be a loved one. It may be someone crafted to have fame for a few blown up events that while important are said to have prevented worldwide collapse. And those acts could have impacted quite a few. But suspiciously happened around the same problem solver each time.

This is there end game. I’m marginally famous for no other reason than marginal fame. But I’m argued about constantly so I’m in everyone’s mind when “the juicey bits come out”

I’m your favorite scapegoat, punching bag, and angel of mercy

And we all, myself included, have been played. But what choice did I have but to diagnose problems?

Guess that will be argued about next.

Be careful of who and what you disagree on endlessly. Reality abuse and being gaslighted to oblivion are round the corner

After you’ve been lulled into talking to a Troll-bot the real weapon is released. At first backing off if you continue to reply- at least a little. Slowly increasing pressure till you’re in pain and might not know why. Then it narrows in every time you reply. Particularly if you curse and good luck avoiding swearing at it while being tortured.

Aversion therapy is this kind of thing to a lesser degree – but you don’t usually feel it in your teeth. And while they state one of their goals is behavior modification they make such a massive mistake I doubt the veracity of their claim.

I just had a complaint about my vocabulary. These days you can click on it for a definition. Our reading level should be higher not lessor. I will skip my opinion on AI summaries for now)

But it does help to keep it brief and everything else I’ve covered.

With the quick addendum that we all need to stop assuming we know who is actually talking all night. And all stop targeting each other – even if it’s just with an idle comment

I think I’ve described- or the media has – the danger of distracted driving.

Last night a sub-beat of what I call “Seattle Surf Rock” played all night long.

While a mellow sound rang through and I was talked to all night long with my occasional muttering of what I was working on.

And by all night I mean about 11:00pm yesterday

If a car was infected with the Bluetooth bug (can’t be turned off and can be infected by a diagnostic tool) then distracted driving wouldn’t seem like the problem.

Everyone would get sleepy thanks to the melodic conversation. But unable to rest thanks to the blood-pressure rising sub beat.

And I told you so.

I’ll say that just the once.

I warned about the dangers of sound used to cause cognitive impairment – by weird luck I helped deter some serious truck accidents by being homeless at a rest stop where affected drivers were coming in to roost.

When I finally blew up that it was a Bluetooth virus and could probably be installed by one of those engine check devices? About a few hours later a software update was in the works.

I think the next time I slept there I just had to contend with some asshole slapping a small disk onto reverberating metal.

They can do that to air conditioners- about the size of an old tobacco tin. Makes the whole room fill with sound.

With that and a google play (or a few of both) a whole building can be infected by sound pollution of the torturous kind.

Other than cause cognitive impairment, fibromyalgia symptoms, suicidal feelings, migraines that defy imagination, it can do all that till you drool.

That’s as well as physical damage to your hearing and seizures in pets at least. It may be responsible for hypertension and irregular heartbeat.

It certainly can be used to keep you up over 72 hours till you hit a sense of oblivion.

It’s been tested on me too many times to remain quiet and not sound crazy. I have collapsed ear canals because this went ignored.

Now a weapon of mass bullying has become a weapon of mass destruction to people without knocking a single building down.

People are being hurt, maybe killed by a digital audio attack.

Something needs to be done because right now everyone is too afraid of sounding crazy to admit they hear it too.

Apparently, when frustrated by the number of abusive bastards targeting me, and even the nice ones now trying to silence me, if I make an idle comment, it is treated the same as being in control of a weapon of mass bullying.

I’ve warned and warned of the dangers.

I killed myself because no one listened.

I darkly commented “maybe everyone who pressed the button should experience what I have”

It wasn’t to anyone specific. It was an utterance while feeding my cat.

But someone decided that was a good idea and the acute situation ended less than 15 minutes later.

I was left to be tortured last year because I was the only one who could hear it. Others surely felt it. But they abandoned me to horrific sound as no one listened.

Today those actually in control said they would do it till I drooled and I got a tad upset.

And now my neighbor wants me arrested for…

I don’t know but apparently they think the police agreed.

I’m so done with all this.

Here’s the audio version

I was asked what I’d like to happen.

Other than:

Everything and everyone settle down – myself included.

I’d like to:

Recover my physical health.

Have everyone leave me and Tabitha alone.

Do laundry at night, garbage out too. Check my mail. Get necessities delivered. Go to the doctors and the dentist without concern of loss or destruction.

Go to university for a second bachelors. This time in Mathematics and move on to designing AI Architecture to solve my concerns on Data Exhaustion and Reality Abuse. As well as facilitate communication between pre-collegiate students and experts.

I’d also like to.

To sell my fiction and non-fiction

To self publish those spiritual books I promised.

That’s what I would like.

In general:

I’m having to put bellydance and ASL in the hobby departments but the former is excellent exercise and I need that. But maybe I don’t need professional level dancing condition.

And learning ASL will help me develop what I’d really ultimately like to do.

Design AI Architecture with my skills.

If I can do it. Maybe I can develop an AI to at least facilitate it.

I would be able to do this more easily without cognitive impairment from an abusive environment.

But

I wrote a book countering abuse.

I rebuke arseholes on my blog.

And as a result they turned terrorists and feel justified doing so. Using a weapon of mass abuse to try to control and curtail any resistance.

Now my book, Game Over, about reactive abuse – which will now be recognized as a certain kind of trolling (wish I had thought of it) is the thorn in the side of abuse.

And I will not back down.

I do need to learn to cope with abuse for the sake of abuse. And abuse because they’re that abusive. But I’m not entirely sure I can.

Today I went from. “I don’t want to die but I don’t want to be alive”

To “Actually I change my mind. I’d rather be dead.”

To “Maybe I should give up”

Because it seemed like it was over for me. The troll-bot was focused elsewhere. But I still live with intellectually inhibited arseholes.

And they personally would not stop.

But as long as the troll-bot weapon continues not to focus on me maybe I can go back to stage one at least.

On a personal update. Less Diet Coke has left me too sleepy to cope and very bloated. Hopefully I can get through my caffeine dependence!

Last time my recipe didn’t have any flavoring but a teaspoon of honey and it is debatable if it’s fair to call that unsweetened.

I think 1 tsp of honey pert two cups cooked is indeed enough either way.

Take the same base 1 cup cooked rice (cold), coconut or almond milk to a soupy texture. Add 1 teaspoon honey, sprinkle a mild dusting of grated cardamom. Put back on in a two cup rice cooker.

When cooked but still warm, Soak saffron in a shot glass of almond milk. Stir in with more almond or coconut milk till a pudding texture. Leave to cool.

Refrigerate if possible.

But I think you can find out what umami is from using saffron.

It’s hard to describe like a flavor texture that doesn’t change consistency.

So soak some saffron, sprinkle some cardamon and add to the rice pudding!

Most of these can be felt in the brain. I can hear them. There are more. These are just the dangerous ones. I remember off the top of my head.

And I’m avoiding ideas like subliminal messages to kill yourself, because while real. Isn’t my point.

A single tone just like bad wiring if you do hear it.

Quite apart from the full frequency high decibel sweep that caused my cat to have a stroke, and induced paralytic effects while active.

And the extreme one that was used in my studio in my prior home. That amplified a digger in an attempt to kill me.

Though they said they were questioning me it was too loud and almost liquified my brain. I couldn’t hear the world for two weeks afterwards.

They do keep looking for an “answer the question” one as they are aware people can become chatty with certain frequencies pressing on their brain.

One feels like three spikes entering the forehead. It’s vicious and causes dangerous cognitive impairment and needs the foods to treat it I’ve listened before.

It’s unclear if it would cause permanent brain damage in a less plastic brain. (Jokes I wish to make suppressed)

Another induces suicidal feelings.

The “fibromyalgia frequency” causes pain sensitivity and nerve pain in regular people and ramps it up if you already have fibromyalgia. (As the source of REAL pain is a spot in the brain)

Irritability is understood to be likely.

Some cause can knock an individual out so thoroughly they can be stolen from with them “sleeping” right there.

It’s likely some affects pacemakers it certainly can cause such significant stress the heart goes off kilter.

They now said they’re hunting for “behavior modification” but not mind control. (The latter being unlikely)

So think of it as aversion therapy I ignore. Because they don’t actually do it correctly and I’m never saying their mistakes again.

Broadcasting on those frequencies is very illegal and that is in essence what it being done. Mostly through things hooked into AI like Alexa and google play.

So yes, hacking is involved too but I’ve been over how an AI virus can infect an AI!