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My thougts are transmitted for real

Why? Because you used a real gun with blanks and they had to come and check it out?

It was a real gun that had been deactivated, but I put in a firing pin so I could fire blanks. As it happens, years later the police took it away from me.
But at the time of their first investigation they tried to give me a mental breakdown and the first thing they did was to try and make me believe there was a hit man after me.


Or you just blurted out to some people sitting on a park bench to "shut the hell up"? I'm assuming it was a bench of some kind for people to sit on. Does the position of the bench just happen to line up with your window? Perhaps they were just sitting on a bench and not talking about you at all?

Thy were in line with my window and I quoted what I think I heard them say.
 
... I had just come out of a shop and walked to my motorcycle and in my head I was ranting about my experiences. Two girls were walking past and one said . "He must be completely insane to shout like that" "The other girl said " I didn't hear anything".
I turned round and the shopkeeper had come to the door and was looking at me strangely.
I assumed he too had heard something. But I am ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that I did not shout out loud. I had my teeth clenched.

Regarding the bolded part, I think it possible your illness caused you to be unaware of when you were speaking aloud.
 
It was a real gun that had been deactivated, but I put in a firing pin so I could fire blanks. As it happens, years later the police took it away from me.
Police tend to remove weapons from the mentally ill for a reason. You have told us that you are diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic. How would you feel if you had a paranoid schizophrenic neighbour with a gun who discharges it at random? Would it make you feel secure in any way?

But at the time of their first investigation they tried to give me a mental breakdown and the first thing they did was to try and make me believe there was a hit man after me.
That's the paranoia again.

Thy were in line with my window and I quoted what I think I heard them say.
You have no idea what they said at all. You are simply going on what you think they said. Once again...

How would you feel if you had a paranoid schizophrenic neighbour with a gun who discharges it at random and who shouts at random strangers? Would it make you feel secure in any way?
 
You seem totally oblivious to the fact that your admitted behaviour is good reason to call the cops. Why exactly is that?

This has been my problem with this story and dialogue the whole time I have read it. If you can't even be honest about your behavior, how can I take your observations about others as truth? As Abaddon and others have pointed out, your admitted behavior would be troubling to a lot of people, but you consistently dismiss yourself as a harmless target of others.
 
Regarding the bolded part, I think it possible your illness caused you to be unaware of when you were speaking aloud.

How, 'absolutely certain' do I have to be, I remember thinking at the time, I could not have been shouting because my teeth were clenched.
 
Police tend to remove weapons from the mentally ill for a reason. You have told us that you are diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic. How would you feel if you had a paranoid schizophrenic neighbour with a gun who discharges it at random? Would it make you feel secure in any way?

I think the chronology of the events were that the police first tried to make me believe a hit man was after me, then I got a deactivated gun to hope to scare the hit man off. I also went to Tai Kwon Do classes after this.

That's the paranoia again.

The police parked a car under my window on several occasions and seemed to be talking about me deliberately. They once said "one night he will find a hit man hiding behind one of these trees"

You have no idea what they said at all. You are simply going on what you think they said. Once again...

Nope, I am pretty sure of what was said.
How would you feel if you had a paranoid schizophrenic neighbour with a gun who discharges it at random and who shouts at random strangers? Would it make you feel secure in any way?

Is that an excuse for the police to deliberately try to break that persons mind?

Which I am sure they did, and the more I write about it and recollect what happened the more sure I am that I am right about everything. Including the telepathy.
 
On the subject of trying to hold someone to account for what happened I have concluded there is not much hope I will be able to do anything. Because for one thing I have found out the company I worked for has been taken over by a larger organisation and they closed the workshop I was employed in down and made the staff redundant. So there is no chance I could find any witnesses after all these years.
 
How, 'absolutely certain' do I have to be, I remember thinking at the time, I could not have been shouting because my teeth were clenched.

Clint Eastwood made a pretty good career out of delivering chilling threats through clenched teeth.
 
I remember another early incident about the police trying to make me believe a hit man was after me. There was a car park under my window and two young men went to a car and they said something about being hit men that I don't remember, but then one said.
"If he heard that I bet he is ********" and the other said "The police said he is so wrapped up in himself that he will not notice we come from the end house"

Another time one of these men was standing behind the fence, out of sight at the bottom of the garden. He seemed to be talking about me, so I came out of the house and got on my motorcycle and drove into the park and shone my headlamp on him, and sure enough he was there. He ran away but not before I had seen he was there, and I was certain I had not imagined it.
 
I remember another early incident about the police trying to make me believe a hit man was after me. There was a car park under my window and two young men went to a car and they said something about being hit men that I don't remember, but then one said.
"If he heard that I bet he is ********" and the other said "The police said he is so wrapped up in himself that he will not notice we come from the end house"

Another time one of these men was standing behind the fence, out of sight at the bottom of the garden. He seemed to be talking about me, so I came out of the house and got on my motorcycle and drove into the park and shone my headlamp on him, and sure enough he was there. He ran away but not before I had seen he was there, and I was certain I had not imagined it.

In a time so saturated in despair, this thread is a lead lining. I feel hope ebbing.
 
I remember another early incident about the police trying to make me believe a hit man was after me. There was a car park under my window and two young men went to a car and they said something about being hit men that I don't remember, but then one said.
"If he heard that I bet he is ********" and the other said "The police said he is so wrapped up in himself that he will not notice we come from the end house"

Another time one of these men was standing behind the fence, out of sight at the bottom of the garden. He seemed to be talking about me, so I came out of the house and got on my motorcycle and drove into the park and shone my headlamp on him, and sure enough he was there. He ran away but not before I had seen he was there, and I was certain I had not imagined it.


My story is better. Check this out; So I was in school at the time but on September 8th 2001 I got, In total 20 vivid visions of the events that were going to unfold, These visions had specific information, names and dates.

I was too frightened to say anything and blame myself for not doing something to help, However I did have later whisper in my ear about the numbers to the powerball lotto and currently enjoy being a multi millionaire.

Point here: Anecdotes can be anything you want them to be.
 
abaddon, Yea, some might say I got what I deserved, but being psychologically tortured could also be said to be a cruel and unusual punishment. The only help I could get is to have evidence that everything I believe is true, then I could put it behind me. But the psychiatrist I tried to tell about all this did not believe a word I said and humoured me.

In any case it was the telepathic experience that caused me the most suffering, precisely because I could not be sure if I was going mad or being driven mad, which in itself is so confusing it drives you mad.
How did this psychiatrist contact all these people? How did he know who to contact. How did he know these people would all be willing to engage in such inhuman behaviour? Why were they all willing to be so cruel?
 
My mom was feuding with some neighbors, who she believed were KKK drug dealers. Now these people once rented a yellow Ryder truck to haul something. Ryder trucks were commonplace all over the USA My brother worked for Ryder, and when My mom saw the Ryder truck in from of the evil neighbors house, she knew that my brother had to be in cahoots with the drug dealing Klansmen. She raised hell with him for many weeks until he got transferred to another city.

One time she wrote me a letter. She was delivering pizza for a living. On one particular day every time she looked in her rear-view mirror, she saw a police car, a Cook's Pest Control truck, or a truck from the local power company. She put 2 and 2 together and came up with the idea that the cops were tormenting her, and using these other companies to spy on her. That's when she wrote a letter to the chief of police threatening to kill him.

Sound familiar?
 
How did this psychiatrist contact all these people? How did he know who to contact. How did he know these people would all be willing to engage in such inhuman behaviour? Why were they all willing to be so cruel?

It is my belief there was a clinical psychologist advising the police on how to deal with me. The police must have told a lot of people to talk about me and they told them I was a dangerous psychopath, so everyone went along with it.
I remember one time thinking of the people in the workshop and concluding they were not bad people, but it was the circumstances they were caught up in that made them torment me. As I thought that I heard the psychic office girl say "Thanks very much"
 
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When exactly was this, because since 2003, the mandatory minimum sentence for possession of a firearm is 5 years?

Not for a deactivated gun, but you are not allowed to put in a firing pin. The police told me that if I signed a waver they would keep the gun without charging me. But if I wanted it back they would put it before the prosecution service. So naturally I signed it away. I can't remember the year.
 
Not for a deactivated gun, but you are not allowed to put in a firing pin. The police told me that if I signed a waver they would keep the gun without charging me. But if I wanted it back they would put it before the prosecution service. So naturally I signed it away. I can't remember the year.
So the evil organisation hellbent on locking you up, going so far as to conspire with your employer, your neighbors, and random passers by to get you to snap... let you go when you snapped, when they could have had you prosecuted.
Yet you still think your paranoid delusions could not have played a part in your perception and it must have been a grand conspiracy involving everyone who knew and met you...
 
So the evil organisation hellbent on locking you up, going so far as to conspire with your employer, your neighbors, and random passers by to get you to snap... let you go when you snapped, when they could have had you prosecuted.
Yet you still think your paranoid delusions could not have played a part in your perception and it must have been a grand conspiracy involving everyone who knew and met you...

Yep ! Nobody helped me, but everyone helped the police. Even my own family.

I heard my stepfather say to my mother about me, " I told them (the police) he heard me, and they said, "yes we knew he would", they were only using me and I don't like being used. I have a good mind to tell him now"

My mother replied "No don't tell him anything, I think the doctors know what they are doing"

That from my own family years after I had left my job and moved to another town to get away from the torture of a small town. Well I can't confront my family now, as they have both since died and taken the truth to their graves.
 

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