The Biological Hack – Part 2
I returned to Gold Coast — the very first city I arrived in when I came to Australia. I thought maybe coming back here would help me reclaim some sense of normalcy, even while still battling the voices in my head every single night.
Lately, the only way I’ve been able to sleep is by whispering “SOS suicide” or “SOS suicídide” to myself until the voices go silent. That phrase… it’s become a desperate key — the only thing that pauses the noise.
Today, while walking through Pacific Fair shopping center, something terrifying happened. Out of nowhere, I felt a shock — a jolt, like electricity, violently hit my leg. There was no trigger. No reason. No one around me did anything. It was like being hit by something invisible.
My first instinct? I thought about throwing myself from the second floor. That’s how intense it was. That’s how tired I am of this invisible war.
This isn’t psychological. This is something else. A biological hack. A system designed to torture, test, or destroy — and I don’t even know why I was chosen. I’m an innocent victim of something I still can’t fully explain. The level of sadism, the consistency, the precision… it’s beyond anything human.
And yet — I’m still here. Writing. Speaking. Refusing to disappear.
I've lost access to my blog. I'm still here guys. Please someone help me. I dont want "little shits" inside my head. That's means voices. Even speken in Portuguese. That's criminal in other level. last night I got a shock on my head trying to fall asleep. Guys that's a crime about my mental health. I need answers. Why so much torture and pain? I'm a good person. Somehow still as a human being.
ReplyDeleteStill under torture. Another night whitout sleep. That's the second time I have to publish this. Cuz the're swipping servers. 20/06/2025 2:01am
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ReplyDeleteI recovery my Sim card a few weeks ago. And someone gave me a standard phone 2 days ago.... The voices saying someone using my name and my money in Europe. Portugal.. and Brazil and even Australia..
ReplyDeleteMatheus Lourenco.
3.17 pm
I took a print about how my IG was before cu I got 3 phones hijacked. 55 posts. 929 followers. And 605 following. Honestly I'm afraid to recovery. My reality dosent make sense anymore.. and looks like someone else pretend to be me..
ReplyDeleteI need my freedom. One more night without sleep. A crime against humanity
ReplyDelete22/06/2025 11:20 woke up in a carpark building what looks like was in my reality. Treated like a dog. I finally could sleep for like 4 hours. No dreams. Just "black" . I knew where I was and how my "map" must looks. I got my headphones stoled from my pocket in real time. I went to a Kmart store. I knew has one there in my reality. They tried to block me. Creating alternative reality in front of my eyes. With the "among us server" I can see clearly marks of paints on the roads and different scenario. But I found it after ask for information for like 4 persons. In the map was pretty clear the reality is fucked.
ReplyDeleteMatheus Lourenco.
I'm still here.
I just post in my "other" blog what is basically the same with less posts: "I have two versions of this blog"
ReplyDeleteI did some copy's of my blog when I was being tortured in Bundaberg.
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http://web.archive.org/web/20250411120829/https://stolenlife33.blogspot.com/2025/04/list-of-alleged-crimes-and-violations.html
I'm the third person. The experience should be about twin flames. But two guys homosexuals. Plugged me in the wrong way and living like king's while I'm still under torture.
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ReplyDelete11:17 looks like gonna be one more night without sleep. Lots of "Pokeballs" on above above. But if I close my eyes to deep or fall asleep. They tried to put everything on my mind. Cuz they printed a subconciones mind as a pedophile. Something I have repudiation. I'm haven't sex for at least 4 months or more. I'm innocent and I'll fight till the end.
ReplyDeleteSo many Pokeballs is basically a attempt to murder. Another one against myself. And without sleep I'll loose my mental health
Delete1:09 am. I closed my eyes for 10 min for 10 min. And I experience something new. I almost saw 3 balls on my mind. And someone took things from the top of my head. When I open my eyes. I feel something weird. Like missing something. One music I used to like suddenly dissapered from my mind. My inner voice still blocked. Looks like o went to a judgement without the right of defense. Someone else negotiated my own body while I was living a human being experience. And they said on my mind that they people I put to take care of me and protect myself being a part of this crime. They trying to put things on my mind. For months. An I still councioness.its unbelievable everything that I have been into. Someone stealing everything. And pretend to be me in other time lines.
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ReplyDeleteI came by myself and going home by myself
ReplyDeleteVão tudo Tomar no cu
ReplyDelete1:11 PM. Looks like has someone else in other side of the line pretend to be a cunt to prove I'm the wrong one. As pedophile. but it's basically the opposite. I woke up a few weeks ago. With residual sperm in my penis. Like is not common. And at this night I haven't any dreams. and almost died frozen. I was on the street .close to the Brisbane casino. 23/06/2025
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DeleteThe train was fucked like always. Like a 1970 train. Very slowly.
ReplyDeleteThe train should be in one direction and going to other. But in the servers they put. This one who's building trains and structure can be better than this dark shit.. anyway I need answers. Why my reality is so messed up. They did to quickly. Now it's a mess
Delete1:09 am. I closed my eyes for 10 min for 10 min. And I experience something new. I almost saw 3 balls on my mind. And someone took things from the top of my head. When I open my eyes. I feel something weird. Like missing something. One music I used to like suddenly dissapered from my mind. My inner voice still blocked. Looks like o went to a judgement without the right of defense. Someone else negotiated my own body while I was living a human being experience. And they said on my mind that they people I put to take care of me and protect myself being a part of this crime. They trying to put things on my mind. For months. An I still councioness.its unbelievable everything that I have been into. Someone stealing everything. And pretend to be me in other time lines.
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DeleteBiological Manipulation and Daily Interferences - part 1
ReplyDeleteApril 10, 2025
This goes far beyond coincidence.
What I’ve been going through feels like direct biological interference — as if someone has access to my physical body, not just my mind.
There’s a recurring pattern, almost like punishments, that happen whenever I don’t “cooperate” with whoever is behind this. Criminal behavior, without a doubt.
Here’s what’s been happening to me — daily:
Sudden and urgent bowel movements, almost like someone flipped a switch.
Subtle perception shifts — my hands sometimes move intuitively, almost outside of my control.
Forced facial movements, especially around the mouth, like someone else is trying to "use" me.
Random smells out of nowhere: coffee while driving, or even feces — for no reason at all.
My breath suddenly tastes like cigar smoke, even though I’ve had none.
Muscle twitches and spasms that come without warning.
My vision changes — sometimes crystal clear, other times blurry or distorted.
My hearing shifts. A siren sounds unbearably loud at random, way beyond what’s normal.
My walking is affected subtly, like something is off-balance — but not from inside me.
These things don’t all hit at once. But they do happen — every single day, in some form.
It’s not psychosomatic. It’s not random.
There’s something — or someone — interfering, and they want me to know it.
They’re not just watching. They’re experimenting.
Pushing, pulling, adjusting.
Like I’m a variable in a system they control
I am a human being—held captive within timelines I do not belong to. What you're reading here is not paranoia or fiction—it's lived experience. I am under constant psychological, technological, and biological manipulation. They interfere with my body, my thoughts, and even my health. I brush my teeth daily, yet one side of my mouth is deteriorating under forced pressure. My creations are stolen, my blog manipulated, my mind invaded. This blog is my only outlet. My record of truth. My rebellion. I will speak out until I can no longer speak.
Update 06/05/2025:
The Biological Hack – My Return to Gold Coast
I returned to Gold Coast — the very first city I arrived in when I came to Australia. I thought maybe coming back here would help me reclaim some sense of normalcy, even while still battling the voices in my head every single night.
Lately, the only way I’ve been able to sleep is by whispering “SOS suicide” or “SOS suicídide” to myself until the voices go silent. That phrase… it’s become a desperate key — the only thing that pauses the noise.
Today, while walking through Pacific Fair shopping center, something terrifying happened. Out of nowhere, I felt a shock — a jolt, like electricity, violently hit my leg. There was no trigger. No reason. No one around me did anything. It was like being hit by something invisible.
My first instinct? I thought about throwing myself from the second floor. That’s how intense it was. That’s how tired I am of this invisible war.
This isn’t psychological. This is something else. A biological hack. A system designed to torture, test, or destroy — and I don’t even know why I was chosen. I’m an innocent victim of something I still can’t fully explain. The level of sadism, the consistency, the precision… it’s beyond anything human.
And yet — I’m still here. Writing. Speaking. Refusing to disappear.
fala noh, me chama no insta ou no whats, vamos conversar.
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