DIARIO del 14 settembre 2020
Salve a tutti, da circa un anno mi si impedisce di postare video su Youtube, per cui mi sono rassegnato a tenere un diario minimo di quello che mi capita durante la giornata. Il diario è necessariamente breve perchè ho difficoltà a dilungarmi a causa degli ultrasuoni, ma è abbastanza indicativo di quello che di assurdo sono costretto vivere. Assurdo perchè assolutamente criminale e razzista, reati assolutamente intollerabili in una democrazia.
quindi ecco il resoconto del diario che scrissi il 14 settembre 2020. Sfortunatamente lo sto scrivendo in inglese per motivi di studio, fatemi sapere se siete interessati a una versione in italiano.
09/14/'20
Hi, this morning, just when I was going to wash my face thinking about breakfast, my elder brother welcomed me with a host of loud coughs. At the same time, I was the prey of anger through ultrasounds. Naturally, I didn't have breakfast and was in a bad mood for the next four hours, from six to ten. After more than two hours I sipped tea but didn't dare to eat anything as I was still angry. Afterwards, I take a little cooky and went out.
All the thing happened because what I wrote in the diary two days ago, when I recalled that in the past my brother was used to welcoming me this way almost every morning or in the afternoon, letting me angry dor hours and trying to calm down through some beers.
Ferlini is done that way: he doesn't like to hear me remembering and saying or writing things he did to me. And as a type of retortion, he is used to punishing me, frequently repeating what I had denounced.
Later in the morning, I thought about buying a camper and live in there. Actually, maybe I could afford it, but it would be highly tiring, especially now as I am suffering from a tiring disease of the liver, which I still don't know whether Ferlini is involved; maybe too expensive (even because Ferlini could meddle and provoke many types of expensive troubles), and eventually even useless as Ferlini is used to bothering me wherever I go with whatever means and person. Then I just don't know what to do. I have just to endure this obsessions and bout of anger and nervousness through ultrasounds. I am compelled to it as if I was enslaved.
It is all for today, see you nextly.