They’re using the management at the YMCA on Huntington Ave. to antagonize me. I have reason to believe that in addition to other YMCA-sponsored terrorism, artificial storms are being used to attack me and my pet pigs. I documented piglets being stabbed and tossed into piles, large pigs beaten with metal rods, and carcasses dumped in the sand.
The garage I stay in is infested with insects. There is rodent excrement on a shelf. The flies in the small kitchen are allegedly there because of the stinking cat food. Dead insects are frequently placed near items I use. Dirt and hairs are placed on the counter I use to wash dishes.
The area denial methods used in the small kitchen and basement where I keep things include: wheelbarrows, buckets, pots, baskets, dead rodents, rocks, sticks, clumps of dirt, dog vomit, and animal excrement. They block the countertops with cat food dishes, cat hairs, and cat food bags. Empty dog food cans placed in the sink prevent me from using it. Hornet nests have also appeared.
Almost all members of my immediate family are braintapped (receiving wireless instructions) from a federal agency. The entire scenario of them repeatedly commenting on my thought patterns & actions appears to be based on a combination of technologies. These include Augmented Cognition (AugCog) and Microwave Hearing (V2K), which are basically mind-reading and the wireless transmission of spoken words. I’m often mocked and insulted during these exchanges by multiple family members working in unison, presumably at the direction of federal operators. This scenario occurs the entire time I’m in their presence. The obvious goal is to electronically isolate me.
I’m still sleeping under the bridge on Storrow Drive.
– Nolan
Dear Nolan, are you serious? I mean that. If you are contact me; perhaps it is better to do so privately but suit yourself.
I’ve been contacting this man for help over the past three months. He’s given none and my condition has worsened because I’ve used the last of my money attempting to locate him. If you have any information as to the whereabouts of Lane Garden I’d greatly appreciate you letting me know. I cannot find him via the phone book, nor do any google searches match his image. I fear he’s been tapped or is being gangstalked himself. I’ve started the prayer chain and I ask you to please continue it.
This picture, is it from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2? If so, Congratulations. You rule.
It’s from The Dark Crystal. My sister’s boyfriend is from Guatemala and learned to speak English from the TMNT movies though haha.
Hope you survive, just don’t turn into a mutant or something….
This sounds really extreme – never read anything like it! Um… better read another post to see what you’re about! VERY weird… & that’s coming from ME!
Dear Nolan Gabfrab: Thanks for stopping by.
I must know more of your story! As you may have surmised, my blog is all about the cathartic buzz one experiences from the process of memoir writing. I observed several of your posts demonstrate your aptitude for sharing the intimate details from your library of memories (i.e. your fond memories of psychologically destroying your sister for life). I must know more about what it was like being raised within the AugCog / V2K lineage & how you bore the anguish you surely experienced from being the only one the gene passed by. Capturing this process (braintrap envy) is precisely the type of content I’m hoping to attract to my blog. Thanks in advance for keeping that in mind.
Nolan, which bridge are you living under? The pedestrian bridge? The one by Gentech (you know the place that grows the skin?) It’s been 4 years since I lived there. Also, you know the feet smelling thing you did to your sister. Well, my older sister to that to me, as well as sticking rocks up my nose and making me eat dog food. I’m scarred for life. I hope your sister is okay. BTW, love your posts. They’re kind of like Vonnegut meets David Sedaris.
I live under the pedestrian bridge, but please don’t send your sister my way if her only purpose is to shove rocks up my nose. I appreciate the kind words. I’ve read quite a bit from both those authors. I used to listen to Sedaris audiobooks while operating a tractor to plow fields. It made the work much more enjoyable.
Uhuu, Compared to your stories, my puppets are voodoo gone mellow.
. But we do have something in common!
I love your puppets. Every time they pop up in my follow feed I admire how beautiful they are and the adventures you put them through.
I was having strange brain buzz at midnight here and thought I would come to wordpress. Thank goodness I did! I no longer feel alone in the dark as I feel I have found a kindred spirit. I am infused with parrot DNA and it changed my blood type to a rare form. I will die next time I need a blood transfusion, but such is death.
Thanks for stopping by. I like this post, …….but should I go as far as pressing the Follow button?
Why not?
There is nothing more entertaining than a finely tuned psychosis! Pass the Lithium, Seroquel and Lamectal ! Bravo, my wack job friend.
I understand. Stay under the bridge, but rejoin a wireless society ASAP. Isolation is too dangerous. Organize.
When our world is so awful that your written one improves upon it..? I guess that depends if you are a clinical clean nut about your individual space? That’s the three metre circumference thing not area inhabited by the arm pit of a sheep or any other star worthy of a name.
Thank you for liking my post. Thank you for making my world seem too normal. I will endeavour to f it up a bit more even though I thought that difficult I now realise that a lack of personal hygiene can indeed do this for me
oh, yes PZS is right. “rejoin a wireless society ASAP. Isolation is too dangerous. Organize.”
Wow. Is it weird or brilliant? Almost insane and disturbing. I have mixed feelings about your posts, but you are very good at putting your words together, making sense in depth but borderline meaningless.
Thank you for stopping by!
I thought I had over indulged in red wine while reading your posts.
Thank you for stopping by my blog, “Ay no right mama”. I’ll have to keep checking your posts before I click on the follow button.
Scary in a brilliant kind of way.
W.
LOL…I agree. Thank you for your visit and liking “Heart and Love”.
Hmmm. Utterly disgusted and fascinated by your posts at the same time. Reminds me of some of Chuck Palahniuk’s less famous books. I had to force myself to finish reading your posts, but I’m glad you’re insane/brilliant enough to embrace the madness inside of your brain that most people shrink from. Had to follow
I read this after waking up from a nap. It was a nice way to kick off some laying around. Thanks, and I’m glad you took the time to force yourself through some of my writing.
This is lovely.
Hmm, this is a far cry from my usual mystery and urban fantasy novels, and in She Stirs the Soup, you killed a kitten. Just not done. But you sure have a way with words! Keep writing.
A character killed it. Not me. And the character is meant to be despicable. Keep misunderstanding character motivation and authorial intent!
When the characters take over the story in your head, you’ll have to fight to have a voice:)
Thanks so much for liking my blog post. Your blog is interesting to say the least! I love it!
Your stories haunt me and pop into my mind at inopportune moments. So well done they definitely have some sticking power.
That’d just be the brain tap technology at work. Please check the rear of your neck for any unfamiliar bumps or noticeably protruding wires.
Thank you so much for visiting my blog, Nolan which led me to yours ultimately. What an amazing blog you have here! I’m waiting to explore more. So I’ll keep visiting. Keep sharing them, your thoughts and words.
-Asha
Thanx for liking my post. If not for the like I would never of found yours. I too have lived under a bridge in my past life, scavenging for muscles off the rocks which I cooked over a fire by the beach. I believe the bridge saved my life. had it not been for that shelter I probably would have died from the elements. I didnt wear a cereal box on the side of my head but did use a Hefty trash bag as a raincoat. My days of riding my bicycle with cards in the spokes scrounging for aluminum cans that allowed me to buy a pack of Mavericks are over yet not forgotten, I applaud you for your honesty and creativity. People like you and me for that matter are what make this life interesting to others….
I loved this, especially the part about scraping mussels off rocks to cook on beach fires. Beautiful image.
This is superb – Funny real yet unreal great sense of the absurd – best stuff i have read in ages – tim ruane – ruanetimothy430.gmail.com
Thanks for the kind words, Tim. Is your email malfunctioning? I’ve sent 80+ emails in the last week but still no reply.
thanks for taking an interest on my research thoughts.. your blog is great… i just love your mom’s garden…i never thought i’d find out this much weirdness of your setting..your family, i mean.. loved to have come across you..looking to read about the world on your end from now on…
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Nolan: You are such a talented writer. I particularly love your piece about living on the border between Minnesota and North Dakota. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I look forward to reading more from you. Amy
Offbeat. I like it. Also, agree with chapamy above: you’re a very talented writer. Looking forward to more.
Hi there! I’m very rarely at a loss for words, but I am with your blog. It really caught me off guard and yet I was intrigued enough to keep reading beyond the About page. Interesting writing style. I’ll be back again. And by the way thanks for stopping by my blog and I hope to see you soon.
Thanks for stopping by and liking my post. You have a unique and interesting blog to say the least.
I had to stop by your blog and I am lost in all your writings. The rhythm of your work and energy just drew me in. Cannot wait to see what else you come up with!
HAhaa! Still laughing about the puppy DNA!
Brilliant writing 
I’m typing this from a crate loaded in the back of a semi. They’re sending me to the dog meat factory.
Thanks for stopping by and liking my first post! Your writing, and your pictures, make me smile
Like your work a lot. Evocative, rich, insightful. Really interesting. Are you working on a novel? Thanks for dropping by mine.
I’m writing a book about a guy who lives in his car and travels the country going to festivals. He spends his nights masturbating in the cold trunk or inducing DMT monsters because his girlfriend fucked his heart.
This is too hard for me.
I’ve found that eating carrots from the garden helps improve my mind’s ability to comprehend basic reading.
I bow, pressing palms together, in your general direction.
Aim your prayers toward North Dakota and bow to me five times a day.
uckchentung ver-Bar-lis!
Thanks for visiting my blog. This is weird but brilliant!
Hi Nolan, your blog is great and so is your blogroll. I particularly love your photos, and that fact that you are “often mocked and insulted by multiple family members” struck a real chord with me and brought me to tears. (Although actually my family don’t have the microwave technology thing. All that has yet to reach West Yorkshire – we prefer coal fires.) I can recommend immersing yourself in romantic fiction as a way of escaping the vicissitudes of modern life.
Thanks for taking the time to read my blog.
http://www.helenafairfax.com
I appreciate the cry. Your family most likely has been affected by microwave technology and are using various brain taps to keep that fact from you. I prefer reading smut because my teeth fell out and so I can’t relate to romance as my only sexual encounters are with prostitutes who won’t kiss me.
You’ve probably received it many times already, but still I wanted you to know that I have nominated you for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.
http://akateraka.wordpress.com/miscellaneous/
The link will lead you to the guidelines if you would like to participate. Thanks for being a great inspiration, not only to me, but I know, to many other people that visit this blog.
Thank you so much! I have a Betamax on Chemtrails I’d like to mail you as a way to show my appreciation for this. Please post your address below this box.
Thanks for liking my post Nolan – I realize I have very little imagination after reading your posts. It is a little weird for me, yet I can’t stop reading it either. I’ll be interested to see what your fertile brain comes up with next.
Hey Nolan, I’ve never read anything like our stuff before. Can’t quite decide what I think of it, but you write wonderfully-that’s for sure. Thanks so much for the like on my blog. Will have to revisit yours, you’ve got me hooked!
Thanks for liking my post.
I’m still trying to digest your blog.
Very different….
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I appreciate you liking my blog. You are peculiar. And while reading down your About Me, I had a pretty strong urge to click the ‘sex’ category, but didn’t. I will need to build up to that. Mazel tov, on the blog. Your vocabulary, although morbid and provocative, is spectacular.
And now I can’t help, but read more. Did you plant something in your blog to do this to me?
You’ve been implanted with some new brainwave technology that makes ya wanna read on. Click the sex category. You’ll get a good read.
You were right. Do you mind me stalking you for a bit? I’m a good wife, and pose no real threat. Just think about it. I am quite odd myself. Your writing seems to liberate people. I’m really drawn to that. PLUS, I love the dog guy on your naughty questions post that complimented your no ‘holes barred’ approach. It really made my whole week, that dog guy. I’m going to stalk him, too. I am a lover of the cheap laugh.
Stalk away.
I’m really flattered that you like my blog. It’s strikingly different from yours. Yours I find confusing in a good way though. Cathy x
That kicked ass.
I love your writing style. If I weren’t so ADD, I’d read another whole post. Don’t take that personally. I’m being completely serious. However, I was able to stay focused on this post. LOVED IT. I’ll definitely be stopping by again. This makes me want to go write something awesome.
Wow.
Incredible. Keep at it.
I just nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award. I think your blog is bad ass. http://fifty5cents.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/versatile-blogger-award-me/
Why thank you.
…I guess I can say with all honesty I have never read anything quite so unusual, but I guess it sparked some part of me, cuz I’m following now! I had better read a little more so I’m not so confused…
Lorna
Oh hai.
I just “got” your username. It made me facepalm.
Also, in some of your photos you look like a live-action Scott Pilgrim. Like…exponentially more so than Michael Cera did. It is uncanny.
Your writing style is compelling and makes you seem (to me) older than you actually are – possibly because I am a jaded old bitch who thinks everyone in their 20s types exclusively in some variation 733t.
This concludes the part of our program in which I spew random observations at you.
Kthxbai.
It’s good you think I seem older because I’m often mistaken for a twenty year old which is no good. Also, I appreciate all the kind words you conjured for me while skating through my subspace highway.
I believe I know why you think I’m so young. I’m told I look roughly 16. They’ve been saying this for over 17 years. I don’t know if he was a REAL vampire or not, but I was bitten by him at fifteen. He shoved me into the center of a pentagram. I was forced to repeat every spell. From then until 21 I generally got sick each time I prayed. At 25 my teeth fell out and the stubs got pulled.
At 33 on March 3rd my whole body went into shut down mode. I woke up March 4th at 3 pm. I was hooked to all sorts of monitors and visited by the dearly departed. I swear I may be a vampire, a ghoul, a familiar or a werewolf.
That is some cool shit, great writing, fucked up in a sensible nonsensical flow of thoughts. Like reading the mind of a schizophrenic. I like it a lot.
You are awesome. I am smitten.
I went to your site and gave my screen a psychic sniff. We are now mutually smitten.
Nolan, I came by to visit and slipped into a netherworld as I was reading some of your posts– a dark and twisted rabbit hole (mouse hole?) far different than anything Alice ever encountered! (I’m glad to see you have a normal-looking mom).
Thanks for stopping by my site.
Hello,
I have nominated you for The Very Inspiring Blogger Award.
Check it out http://thejennymacbookblog.wordpress.com/
Thanks, I appreciate it.
Of course
Lautreamont, Jarry, Artaud and Breton are interesting reads, yes?
Thanks for the visit Nolan. Very impressive body art I must say.
Hi Nolan, I nominated you for “The Very Inspiring Blogger Award”. Here: http://wp.me/p2YjS7-3Z Cheers!
I’m often considered the biggest inspiration (and reason for living) to most who’ve met me, heard of me, or felt my karmic wave. Your nomination comes as zero surprise.
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Thanks for the like. I’ve got to say, you’re about page is awesome, let alone your posts (I read one so far). I’m definitely looking forward to reading more from you. You have an impressive, blunt style that easily hooks a reader, or me at least. I’ll definitely be back.
Damnit, I did not proofread that and cannot edit it now. I meant your* about page.
Damn the apostrophes, full speed ahead!
Thank you for liking my blog. Reading yours makes me feel very normal. I am horrified yet fascinated by your writing. I won’t begin to describe the visuals that flood my brain; in fact, I’m trying to stop thinking about them. I have looked for decades for someone as funny and twisted as John Kennedy Toole, especially as any movie that exploits his book is bound to disappoint. I don’t know whether to wish you well or wish you more disturbed. I will try not to worry about you.
I completely approve of your Dark Crystal picture banner!
HI! I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award.
http://thoughtsofafutureauthor.wordpress.com/2013/03/22/it-happened-again/
This is effing insane. I am in a state of shock and need to go away and pipe down before revisiting this blog. I am yet to make it all the way through one of your posts, and that’s not for lack of trying. Not because they suck. They’re great. I’m just too surprised. But I’m gonna click “follow” and see what happens! Thanks for liking my post “Mother Figures”. I hope you’ll be back soon to read the story. You might like it.
thanks for stopping by … first thought was edgar allen poe … oh, not your writing, but the blur between fact&fiction … like it
for a moment there i thought i was in a galaxy far, far away but then realized no just this one. thank you for the purusal keep up the good? work.
thanks for the invite, love that you are so far out that not sure you can be reached and reintegrated but no doubt we shall try – going to make some interesting reading / catch up for me
LOL. Wow. Now let me see what the rest of this is about.
Thanks for the visit in between… 
Okay!! Not really sure if this page is for real or not? lol None the less Happy Easter and it made me smile. Apart from that I hope all is okay in your world! Hugs Paula xx
Nolan,
I, too have had many very interesting experiences with my own perception of reality. I shared it privately with one kind soul. You are unabashedly your own person. I applaud you for sharing yourself openly and honestly. Clearly you’re making an impression. Thank you for visiting my blog http://homeopathicpsychiatry.wordpress.com. I invite you back to experience my new reality whenever you choose.
With love, Amanda
Wow. Just … wow. Thanks for stopping by my blog and liking my latest post. You are a great writer, very descriptive, and I can’t get the visual out of my head! I look forward to reading more from you.
bukowski must be blessing you from far out there past this galaxy.
Breathtaking. Purely inspirational writing. Thank you for liking Tired of All the frowns. It seems if I don’t let the skeletons in my closet behind the wheel of my emotions, that I come across as real. Hit me up sometime, though preferably without a reality bitch slap syringe.
Look forward to your reply if any.
FSW
Very interesting writing :¬) style reminds me of J.G Ballard
Also, thank you for liking one of my works.
Thanks for stopping by The Swamp, home of the 7 Evil Dwarves. Dude you’ve got to cover your Raisin Bran box with aluminum foil, the old fastened tin foil worked better but multiple layers of aluminum foil will help keep the brain taps from breaking through.
You’re out of your goddam mind. I love it.
Reality is far too strange a place to leave crazy stones unturned. Thanks for turning over some truly bizarre stones with your stories. Oh, and thanks for dropping by my blog, too.
If I had but a spoonful of your insanity I’d never be short for ideas. Thankfully I’m pretty sure I can catch that much through your infectious posts. Bravo.
And thanks for checking out my short stories. Glad I made the trek to your side of the woods.
I mentioned your site in a recent post on my blog. I’ve been blogging for a little over a year and couldn’t go by without mentioning your unique style. You’ve probably gotten a few liebster ‘awards’ but this one is granted for establishing a(n un)healthy level of insanity to my day. Rant on.