I, recognizing my maternal will become publicly available in 50 years but not enter the public domain, hereby permit United States Intelligence services to use my digital signature to stop and catch those using it to commit crimes.
Don’t worry folks. I’ll still self publish. But each series at once so you can binge read!
Update:
There seems to be some confusion about the “why”. I said I would give up my everything to prevent what happened to me happening to other people. I didn’t lie. That’s not an open invitation however.
Using clips recorded from me, and the gaslighting robot me, to surround me and close in with sound, abuse, autofill, and tricks and cons she’s done using my identity.
“No one knows the truth”,
“No one will believe you”
“Just die already.”
Slipping sliding words that successfully isolates me and turns others into monsters of random cruelty – they all think I should know why.
You’ve seen ight here, on this blog, lies meant to bury me.
Did I really get accused? Probably. It would explain a lot.
But the wife may have gotten a phone call from a robot to split them. Why? Who the fuck knows.
Some pettiness or thievery, control, manipulation. And the why will change every sentence if I listen to the current gaslighting.
Think for a moment on what she has done to me, can do to me. Of course she wants me dead. So the truth is wrapped up in lies to hurt everyone around me.
Individuals are paid to read a cruel script, others insist I must have done something wrong.
Yes. I’m privately prolific and mentally ill. I looked easy to take advantage of. That’s all it took.
No one remembers the sweetheart I am, or has met me, knows me, understands me. Not anymore.
They think I lost my damn mind. My father included. I’ve heard discussions of a true split personality. No one assumes an asshole wants to actually entirely replace me.
No one listens either.
But there are some. There has to be. I’m watched and protected. And need to be.
And not just by Allah.
The individuals behind the theft of my entire identity – written and verbal voices included – are going against god.
Just more words to steal for their con. No wonder they attack Game Over – I explain how cons work.
And now I’m studying a way to pay for a degree in Psychology.. I have a unique root in the subject. And being a writer is not enough to keep me alive.
But Allah wants his book. A signpost that provides structure and then directs the path to other faiths if more is required.
How dare they steal words he gives me. How dare they?
Allah said to be patient. To wait for a month. To approach the whole situation with curiosity. Gaslighting, theft, hacking, harassment, character assassination, all of it. Be curious and calm. It will work out.
Me, first thing in the morning- needing to lose some pudge.
There seems to be confusion – accusations I could be heard speaking insults and nonsense. But in actuality my voice – the sound. Was stolen and used for an obnoxious gaslighting robot.
It uses my language patterns learnt from stealing all my work dating back to the 90’s. Millions of pages of iterative work.
It seems to have a fighting style trained by X
It’s abusive, nasty, used for phishing and harassment.
We’re back to the book and women who use reactive abuse and gaslighting to manipulate and control others. My book exposes all the regular tricks of psychological abuse and torment.
I finished the main Version of Game Over at the end of 2021 and friends got copies in 2022. Apparently word escaped to the bitch brigade.
I will be fixing it (again) and going through a regular publisher. But meanwhile I need patience and understanding that kindness is alluring to abusive assholes but not an invitation.
Somehow some woman, we’ll call Claire, got ahold of my book, Game Over. This was on the coat tails of my Dad going insane for reasons we won’t go into.
So despite this starting roughly a year before, this book was integral to her spouse realizing he was being abused and he left her.
She did or did not have an affair with someone and either way I was blamed. So even though this started before hand, the break up of two marriages was blamed on me.
Oh wait no, according to Claire both men had an affair and this was all orchestrated by two bitches who blamed me.
Quite the home wrecker for someone who didn’t go out. -_-
This cascaded into attempts to kidnap me, torture, gaslighting (sometimes with the intent to kill me). Reality abuse. Hacking, false reports, threats of rape if they could get to me. And the attempted destruction of my family which got me kicked out and homeless.
My suicide attempt in July wasn’t enough because now it’s a snuff film or something because I didn’t work out as a Digital Hostage. And I was mutilated for… oh who cares anymore?
Seriously?
Just, whomever you are, whatever you want. Piss off. If you’re the one that had the affairs? Double fuck you because you helped them hurt me.
Confused? Of course. Because according to both men, neither had an affair but I was blamed anyway – by Claire. Who then helped hurt me knowing full well it was based on a lie. What sweetie? You wanted a divorce in a no fault state?
Okay, here we go again. She wanted a divorce and said Ryan had an affair with me. I don’t know what this has to do with Ranna because she tried saying she cheated with him but it seems unlikely from what I can discern. But I was blamed for that too.
Maybe.
Guess we’ll find out the rest of this convoluted tale eventually. Because now it’s people loved her for my writing that she passed as her own but couldn’t actually write a fucking word. Good at hacking not literature.
I was blamed for having copies of my own work, and shat on because the individual stole from me. And the love others had for my work comes from a place of respect for the heart involved. Which she lied about.
It’s a long con and because of it I was shat on. There you go. Melissa Devlin rhyming when pissed off. Oh by the way that’s me.
The rest? The lies of affairs? A way to try to control all of us.
Fucking bitch.
I was on the cusp of my career. If it wasn’t for her and all her lies I could have stayed at home and moved out once published.
But no, I can’t write without it being stolen and am living in the poor house. I would be learning the languages I was pursuing but she shat on those too.
I guess that explains why she does indeed want me dead. The truth will always out eventually.
The woman who wanted me to pull Game Over, who manipulated Joshua and his cult, is also the one who stole my identity and accused someone powerful of adultery in my name?
That’s the current story and I’ve heard more convoluted ones. She wanted to burry me and didn’t care how. Or who else she hurt in the process.
That would explain a lot wouldn’t it?
Ah who cares why after a while. She wants me to kill myself and has stated it so bluntly no one takes her seriously. Except me.
And I already gave it a really good go.
Others may need to untangle the lies to reach the truth. Did she sell my work? Is she using AI based on my writing? Did she flood the Police and FBI with false reports in my name?
Did she trash my identity and reputation?
Is she trying to make me homeless again?
Yes. On the last. She’s trying to kill me. Making me a member of the unhoused community again could easily do it.
Sylvanna Devlin 