Nightmare (real life story)

[f***@beethoven.com]

His fingers were flying on the computer's keyboard, making the
rat-tat-tat of a machine gun. He pressed the enter key. There it goes,
another email. It has to be a success! He has everything: true content,
worth, value, interest, a message, possibilities... Replies should
begin arriving soon.

But they didn't. A few months passed this way, personal mails sent, no
replies, lots of spam. Something was wrong, obviously, but what was it?
The site was being visited but no replies arrived! Soon his mails
assumed a different tone, a picture was emerging, not good at all. He
stopped waiting for replies, it was useless, they wouldn't arrive. And
they didn't arrive.

Someplace else, a shady man (a policeman?) was receiving his mails and
meeting the people who replied. Those who replied found, too late, that
they were meeting not with the sender but with a true assassin...

Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore

[f***@beethoven.com]

Post by f***@beethoven.com
His fingers were flying on the computer's keyboard, making the
rat-tat-tat of a machine gun. He pressed the enter key. There it goes,
another email. It has to be a success! He has everything: true

content,

Post by f***@beethoven.com
worth, value, interest, a message, possibilities... Replies should
begin arriving soon.
But they didn't. A few months passed this way, personal mails sent, no
replies, lots of spam. Something was wrong, obviously, but what was it?
The site was being visited but no replies arrived! Soon his mails
assumed a different tone, a picture was emerging, not good at all. He
stopped waiting for replies, it was useless, they wouldn't arrive. And
they didn't arrive.
Someplace else, a shady man (a policeman?) was receiving his mails and
meeting the people who replied. Those who replied found, too late, that
they were meeting not with the sender but with a true assassin...
Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore

Update: Indeed, a shady man, but it was himself! Somewhere, there was a
twin of him (not relative), and he was engaged to act in his place and
wreak havoc in his life...

Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore

[f***@beethoven.com]

Fact: I am just about to begin starving. Tired of asking for
foodstamps, tired of getting insufficient food in a shelter that
probably is poisoned (now they say cerebrex or celebrex, tho for saying
this they don't want to admit me in the other shelter and I don't want
to go to the *other* shelter because it very probably is another trap),
tired of sending mails I get no response for, tired of trying to pass
pass security guards, tored of sleeping on chairs, I already spent 15
days without food in LA, so lets see how many days I last here w/o
food. I can't have sex without food and I don't want to have sex
because that bunch of imbecile Mexicans want me to have sex! I want my
computer back and my musical instruments back. Visit ghamac.org to see
why, before the drugged Gorillaz delete everything.

Fact: I am starving and losing weight and losing health and youth and
good mood and even dignity and reputation because a bunch of imbeciles
used their so called authority to hack my accounts and take advantage
of my mails and of the people who wanted to meet me and make *real*
offers, not mentioning that very likely they downloaded my files and
presented them as theirs to important people who don't want to admit
were fooled by a bunch of fraudsters, and in order to protect
themselves and give themselves self-importance they began criming
against innocent people, if not even murder, and kept committing crimes

against me and defamating me to the point that they stole my hard drive

and poisoned the people who would help me! And they even want to
justify their parasite-ness by trying to turn me into a criminal and
creating absurd situations with women! So, when do I get JUSTICE? I am
tired of their efforts to give importance to that irresponsible
parasite.

Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore
His fingers were flying on the computer's keyboard, making the
rat-tat-tat of a machine gun. He pressed the enter key. There it goes,
another email. It has to be a success! He has everything: true content,

worth, value, interest, a message, possibilities... Replies should
begin arriving soon.


But they didn't. A few months passed this way, personal mails sent, no
replies, lots of spam. Something was wrong, obviously, but what was it?

The site was being visited but no replies arrived! Soon his mails
assumed a different tone, a picture was emerging, not good at all. He
stopped waiting for replies, it was useless, they wouldn't arrive. And
they didn't arrive.


Someplace else, a shady man (a policeman?) was receiving his mails and
meeting the people who replied. Those who replied found, too late, that

they were meeting not with the sender but with a true assassin...


Update: Indeed, a shady man, but it was himself! Somewhere, there was a

twin of him (not relative), and he was engaged to act in his place and
wreak havoc in his life...

[f***@beethoven.com]

Post by f***@beethoven.com
His fingers were flying on the computer's keyboard, making the
rat-tat-tat of a machine gun. He pressed the enter key. There it goes,
another email. It has to be a success! He has everything: true

content,

Post by f***@beethoven.com
worth, value, interest, a message, possibilities... Replies should
begin arriving soon.
But they didn't. A few months passed this way, personal mails sent, no
replies, lots of spam. Something was wrong, obviously, but what was it?
The site was being visited but no replies arrived! Soon his mails
assumed a different tone, a picture was emerging, not good at all. He
stopped waiting for replies, it was useless, they wouldn't arrive. And
they didn't arrive.
Someplace else, a shady man (a policeman?) was receiving his mails and
meeting the people who replied. Those who replied found, too late, that
they were meeting not with the sender but with a true assassin...
Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore

Fact: I am starving and losing weight and losing health and youth and
good mood and even dignity and reputation because a bunch of imbeciles
used their so called authority to hack my accounts and take advantage
of my mails and of the people who wanted to meet me and make *real*
offers, not mentioning that very likely they downloaded my files and
presented them as theirs to important people who don't want to admit
were fooled by a bunch of fraudsters, and in order to protect
themselves and give themselves self-importance they began criming
against innocent people, if not even murder, and kept committing crimes
against me and defamating me to the point that they stole my hard drive
and poisoned the people who would help me! And they even want to
justify their parasite-ness by trying to turn me into a criminal and
creating absurd situations with women! So, when do I get JUSTICE? I am
tired of their efforts to give importance to that irresponsible
parasite.

Fabrizio J Bonsignore, now Danilo J Bonsignore