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Billy Ruben on Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:37 am

30minutes to court on trumpted up domestic issues,when Sam contested the Polices findings,after they near crushed my pelvis....so off to beat the bullshit and file my over-due court batlle and compensation from the NSW Police.Or I lose and end up Innit...Fuck the pigs.

Billy Ruben on Tue Jul 24, 2012 4:47 pm
scumbag maggots,got me again,three times arrested in a week,broke bail conditions...oh well,If I make it,Channel Sevens Today Tonight,The Federal Police and Julia Gillard tonight...Yes,I'm being set up on a hoax domestic violence order....in fact not writing has back-fired in a big way....talk soon,Billy.

Billy Ruben on Wed Jul 25, 2012 8:31 am
I'm waiting for my MRI scans of spine and pelvis,the cops keep arresting me on a AVO that Sam and the kids have been fighting to be annulled,it keeps me away from being home.I've been arrested near naked,no pants,just a dressing gown,beat up and slammed,Ingram was kneeing me in the ribs,then power driving me into the walll and bending my spine,one of them,stab me in the arse,the right butt cheek,with what looks like a needle-stick injury,everytime I try to go to the doctors,they arrest me.They froze me for 45 minutes in the back of a paddy wagon,with air conditioners set full on,with all three arrests,I was denied phone contatcs,lawyers,they appointed twice an incompetent,who on the first day was negotiating months of detention,section 32 they ignored,unless to get me locked up in a psyche ward.,They faked a scenario of resist arrest and justified their rough handling.I told my daughter,they're using her words to set me up,which she flew into a rage,I taught her to ring the police in case of violence,sexualk molest or nast arguements.I was under the guise Sams back was stuffed because of the disc,we fought and I said,come on,if you're having an affair,got a disease and covering it up,I'll be a modern guy and handle it,turns out,she has two fractures in her spine and I was devastated and emotional with the news,then the cops knocked on the door.

Now,the government has legislated the police can enforce a domestic order without the permission of the couple,Sams been hiding me out and going to court to have it annulled,but they arrest me at every turn,building a case against mke,when I have no record,they're going to fake an episode and shoot me dead if possible,Sam can see all the same set-ups from back in Maitland,with the hoax rape,she's back on side.

I've been hiding out for weeks,I gave them cheek for not doing anything as usual about the occults,but as usual,they use their power and position,break the laws and set me up,I'm contacting this A Current Affair TV show and getting my whole story out before they do something....I'm not kidding,I am afraid this time.

Billy Ruben on Wed Jul 25, 2012 9:09 am

Billy Ruben on Mon Jul 30, 2012 3:16 pm
What we have here,besides a failure to communicate,is an Albert Pike/KKK influenced Police Force here in Taree.In fact,I even told them that after the second arrest...everything you say to a copper,they reverse and even try and use everything against you,the insult never ends.Fuck em...got them good with the truth again.

Thankyou very much,NSW Ombudsman,very much so...

Billy Ruben on Wed Aug 15, 2012 2:46 pm

Billy Ruben wrote:

That Damned Sod...!!! wrote:

It's An Effort Geoff, But Permed Grey Hair Just Don't Cut It...

Also Wipe The Cum Of That Fagotty Lookig Tache, You Look Like A Queer Homosexual, You Poofter...!!!

You Look Too Much Like Germain Greer...

Bit Of Lippy And Eyeshadow Then You Got The Full On Tranny Look Going There...!!!

:boobies: :boobies: :boobies:

Are you just pro-Homo when it suits your style there Sod,when you want to look left of centre,appealing and humanitarian,if the right eyes are watching,Hmmmm?

Spending 17 hours a day in maximum lock-up for the last 14 days in Kempsey Correctional facility,really opened my eyes to alternative companionship.I was quite shocked to find,inmates,passionately devouring ice-cream off each others penises,rather avante-garde I say.Well the cops have banned me from going home until early October,so,I'm trying to stay out of gaol and live on the mean streets of Taree.I have'nt got a pot to piss in,nor to cook these fine 49 cent packs of noodles.

Not working out to good I must say,hope my new hair cuts a hit with older ladies and they take me under their wing,rodgering me bum-hole with rolling pins,I think I'm ready for big school of hard knocks now.

It's a fucking conspiracy....

:cthulhu: :rolling pin: :whistle:

Sod still gets cross when conspiracy theorist fleece the pockets of what would other wise,make fine snorters and customers of coke....It's just business...

Billy Ruben on Wed Aug 15, 2012 3:04 pm

I really wish I did'nt go check the girls out at Wagtails Brothel and come home to announce the solution to Sams back problems....I rather grow old and die with a friend,than get my end in...but she was no fucking saint,just used lies and alienation of my children to pull me into line.The wrath of a woman scorned,you'd think at 42 I'd get the message by now,but nah! Had to remain young,dumb and full of cum....virile is another word less crass I spose.

My best friend in prison raped young girls,I did'nt pick it and got told,when he left Gaol....the murderers had the most honour.

You still don't believe in reptiles...I was in a ward full of the fuckers.I cried for a week.
I'm still virgin,amazingly so...but worried about hepatitus A and B...had blood test today,and finally,the MRI Taree Police were so eager to prevent...I wonder why?.

Best thing that happened was running into Sam at the Postal Office....things will work out,I really hope and believe that.Daughters birthday in less than two weeks and I'm not allowed to attend.

I never hit her,heated screeching and debate,yes of course.So...I love her,bit passionately,hot headed and blooded,but never violent,she's got a better right hook than me,but I did ask for it.She's never copped one of mine,I leave that to internet psychos that we all know...I got two minutes of time,spose I better go,blasted shopping mall interwebz....

...Homeless...for 12 hours
Billy Ruben on Thu Aug 16, 2012 11:41 pm

...Yeah,the abyss was fast closing in,stay with a dangerous schizophrenic,the Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction type,complete wish scorned emotions from previous rebukes,both sexually natured and need for permanent companionship...NO FUCKING WAY! When you XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX in 45 seconds,out of revulsion,just to get out of there,disappoint and hope in hell,she never comes back,telling everyone how disappointing he was....well der!!!!...it's how your more attractive girlfriend puts feelers out to confirm or deny,Naomis rather kaliedoscoptic fried synaptic view of reality,to confirm or deny,this vicious assertation and rumour....No,I just hate you...for fucks sake...and gets revenge for all that can be accounted that her twisted lies for memories are.

Naomi,the schizophrenic savant artisan in paint and music,is hideous to the eye and an assault on emotions,leaving me vampired broken and a fair assault and successful strikme on the aura,nearly bad as the satanist,
worse,they dont use this crystal massive bell-bowl,that rings with sine waves,smashing every vibrational layer of your very life essences.Finalising in a heated arguement and vile revenge,so perfect,like a demon destroyer class of entity,I was the oner in tears...for four hours,but that had more to do,coming back to reality....I remembered the Aboriginal Aids Assassin in gaol,chasing a Nazi Croation,who did cock for Bupe...some heroin substitute,chasing it's dragon on foil.There was traded death,like a commodity,it was currency and two prisoners,dogs...dobbers,were moved to Cessnock,the very next morning...but long is the night,on account of this Abo Assassin.He spared me,called me a good fellow,"This is not a life for you,don't come back here bras/Bro...",he ven rolled cigarettes for me out of the blue,and I licked the seal shut,not him.Respect.Taught me about HepC,how it pushes the organs out of place,pain.

He spared me,the only one new virgin meat there....When I realised...what happened,I cried,silently for four hours last night,tears pouring out,no sound,except for the odd sniffle of snot.

I have seen hell,it's an institution,where the only thing promoted,is a platform,a stage,just to act out your base desires.Hardcore death industries.

Homeless,and a voice came to me,not the larriken occultist,but one of nobility,reverence...God."Decide what you want"...the meaning,the rest of the message was telepathic...the merry go round of dysfunctional broken characters,bed hopping into every bed with every sycophantic broken down,soon to be suicaidal chick...or straighten out and find stability,with a friend who is also finding God,but the boring conventional way,with scripture and bible...but stable and guess what,net access for my PCmfinally ending 30 days of no Fallout New Vegas,Who just removed my faulty creative sound card,and got onboard with the vastly superior version offered by this factory preset.

A character,that owns his own home,but I'm paying $100 a week and feel fucking priviliged,honoured and thankful for this option instead.Going celibate for three months,in case I was spikes by the cops with HepC or HIV,or even from the surfaces from the place of hell and incarceration.If I go positive,because I ripped out an ingrown thumb-nail,righthand,bleeding for two days and festered slightly,I asked for a simple band-aid...they would'nt give me one or thought neccessary...and I mentioned hepatitus,despite the laughter form the killer crims.

My never ceasing stories of woe, being humiliated and kicked like a dog,and being straight up down chap,never failing to reap the LULZ...and spared this rather arab looking abo,I was'nt in good health.

Billy Ruben Today at 3:45 am

Little Green Droplets - Hallucinogens In The Water and Vivid Dreams

...I thought it was part of the trauma,the shock of being locked in one little room.The mind clawing the walls to find an escape for the body to fit and crawl through.To the freedom of the Eucalypt tree-line,just beyond my wall and captors.The TV,hissed and buzzed,the sound reverberating and echoing against the perplex facade,designed to protect it from rather bothersome sorts of characters,willing to vent a life-time of pain,on a plastic video scren receiver.

Then you remember the vivid dreams you have.Everywhere you went wrong in life,you get a chance to fix them,from childhood,through to high-school,all the little chances you threw away.You can't help it,even in this hell-hole,you just got to discuss your findings,quite openly,even with other inmates,killers and molesters,thieves not so bright and niave little breachers like me.

Strange thing,they all concurred on the theories,even going as far to theorise that this was some kind of social programming experiment.Then you remember the little green droplets,oozing from every faucet and leaky that has to do with getting water for consuming...but not the shower taps and hot water,which was a white residue,

While you're there,you're fine,but once out,every organ has a seizure of pain as you start to excrete it through the pores of your skin,the pain,like withdrawal of some kind.These dreams are so vivid with meaning,it still feels like you're there and when out in the real world,you're broken,in two places,dimensional displacement.With that idiot Naomi and her crystal bowl,it's even worse,have'nt done it for years,but I'm heading off to a pranic/crystal healer,damaged and leaking is the aura.
The only thing you have to live for are those dreams,your only escape.And the little green droplets continue to drip.

Billy Ruben Today at 4:37 am

...I was supposed to get the psyche ward,but the cops,using dim witted Samantha,helped me break the conditions of the AVO put on me by the Police.She has no idea of the situation,or what she's now complicit in.And that's how she was used.Sam,the wrath of a woman scorned,or at least she thought she was.If Sam did'nt want me home,then why was she letting me sleep there when I was running and act as look-out for my escapes down the street?It goes in my favour anyway,with court,but the details given are best left scant,this is a public forum after all.

The problem with avoiding Hep C,unlike out here,the two conventional paths,unsafe sex and broken skin or the sure fire method,sharing introvenous needles.Unlike HIV,which can only exist outside the host body for 45 seconds before destruction,HEP C can last up to 45 days inert lying in dormancy through the eye of a syringe.Or on surface contacts.

What I had'nt realised,is I was washing the walls of my two gaol cells,with nothing but hot water and a scourer,with a bleeding infected thumb,washing down dried blood from former patients and inmates,I did have a clinic cell for five days,which is unheard of,for new inamtes,then got protection limited association wing,with 17 hour lock-ups and Maximum Security.It was also the block,where assassins faked their way into just to kill some of the inhabitants of G Unit PRLA.

I only figured that out,after the event and when my Aboriginal friend,snuck out,grabbed some condoms and high fived me on the way out as I was being released...when the shock and open mindness I get from pot opened up the details of it's secrecy,overwhelmed I become with grief,hours upon hours the tears fell.

...the thing about getting locked up,is the psychic disconnection,with at least,four to six feet of concrete below your feet,no Earth grounding,same with walls,solid block two foot wide.The air is totally conditioned,bearing on stifling,with many asthmatics being asked beforehand,seem to have higher settings,I ticked this option always.If you drink tea or coffee,first the water is double flouridated,you can taste it and with strong chlorine,the worst of the experience,the dread and quick detox after you get out,it ages you,destroys you.The only sweetner for coffee and tea drinkers,is 100% Aspartame,that liver rot,passed by Donald Rumsfeld through the FDA.The Main course is broiled and very tampered with semen on certain nights,especially in my wing,with all the confirmed rock-spiders...you get it don't ya...the hate and the masculine energy.The Only way to exorcise it is nightmares and tears.

I got done for a phone text I thought I deleted in drafts.

It went to Sams phone addressed to sam...breach of AVO,done again.Sam,as it turns out,did a deal,with the police,cause she wants to get rid of me,as Coen gets his own pay now,being a highschool student and he's having a ball.But I'm in the way,always nagging for a fuck and not getting it,done deal.I met,the prison industry,runs on niave stupid males,breaching certain conditions of bail...I now know,I've just become part of an industry that destroys and experiments on people and realising that,I screamed and cried my way out,showing my what the fuck just hit me look...I'm free,but on tenderhooks.