There is adult material on this page including foul language and explicit sexual details. You need to be 18 years of age or over to read this page. There are no links to visual imagery pornographic material: or pornographic sites.

Some of the writings on these pages reflect the adapted mental state to 1991, where the author rejected religion. The author has changed mental state again and now feels that religion and science will take this life-form forward to eternal life.

Note.
This log has been going on for 13 years. Over this period of time the author has been almost daily sexually profiled virtually where ever he goes in Ipswich for political reason. The effect of this is horrendous, this causes displayed lewd behaviour as chronicled below.

The mental impairment caused by the realisation of many resultant false positives that are realised by the author: this causes all sorts of phobias and changed sexual interests to appear, the not looking at faces and looking down at female breasts, looking down at men's lower parts, the being attracted to the backs of heads of people, and the backs and bottoms of people.

This mental impairment, the brain sees as adult abuse, also drives sexual interest down to children. This has only ever caused self masturbation by the author if pubescent children have offered him sex. The Author has no interest in having sex with children. This will never happen.

There is reference to the bad police in some parts of this diary, there are good honest police officers and corrupt very bad officers. Bad police officers will do anything for money, some will do unlawful things like planting drugs or planting child porn on computers to remove a political enemy: anything to get up that ladder.

This diary in it's entirety is seen to be useful to psychologists in the many adaptations as recorded.

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The next few pages of text are a log of the continuation of the harassment and sexual testing from students and principles from, Ipswich University Campus, also known as, University Campus Suffolk, Suffolk University College, Suffolk New College, Suffolk College. These profilers, sexual psychological profilers, that are ever present in the life of Anthony Johns, the author of this internet site. This daily profiling has been going on for 12 years as chronicled in previous parts of this book: that highlights the fast adaptations of sexual interests of the authors brain by the analyses of this harassing profiling in this 12 year recorded time period.

Further sexual adaptations of the authors brain are chronicled in this Part 12 of this book, induced by his girlfriend Sarah her extreme cruelty to the the author, Anthony Johns, ( Scientist ) and further adaptation of sexual interests by this cruelty, abuse, and the on going harassment, further abuse, of the ever present sexual profilers. If you do not understand sexual profiling, and the fast adaptation, caused by this by the victims analyses of this profiling, you need to read all of this page and the notes. The log, the chronicle of testing continues from now on up to August 2008.

The Tests Log, Chronicle, Now Continues.

Wednesday 2ND April 2008.
Still concerned at being poisoned by rat poison last year and something different this year, could a person get in to my kitchen? I checked all the windows in the kitchen, and there was one locked window that I could open with a piece of wire from outside, It only took me ten minutes to do this, I had never done this before.

Whether an expert could open and close this window in the same manner or less time is an enigma to me. My sugar bowl is within easy arms reach of this open window. I have an expert in such practise that is going to come and see me: to see if he can easily open and close this kitchen window. I screwed the window up so it could not be opened.

Tuesday 8Th April 2008. 6:45PM.
I went to see Sarah, as I cycled to the end of Gippeswyk avenue, near Gippeswyk Park, near the bend approaching Hawthorn Drive. There was a large white van parked on the edge of the road on the left hand side. The rear windows were white painted out. The hazard lights were flashing. I suspected that this could be a police van.

As I approached, there was the usual black leg stuck out of a car in a garden near by, I was very wary, I am very wary of now being attacked in this area, I looked at the open door car, and looked at the van I was concerned at a person suddenly appearing and attacking me.

When I arrived at Chantry High school gates in Mallard Way there was a another white van parked near the school gates, the windows were also white painted. There was football noise from the playground, I briefly looked, I wanted to know what was going on? A black clad boy walked out of the school, and leaned in the white van passenger door bent over at a right angle,

I scrutinised the school gates as I approached in case other people came out of these gates, I also scrutinised the van, I half expected other people to get out of the van, they could attack me. This is how wary and paranoid this sexual testing can get a victim. However, I still felt that this was the police, and the vehicles were probably bristling with cameras that were also behind the white windows. I was not sexually interested in the leg out of the car or the children at the school.

Wednesday 9Th April 2008. 10am.
I left Sarah's and went to Sainsbury's in Upper Brook St. As I left the the store I was close up photographed by a very tall black clad man outside the store. This I felt was the police officer who has been a nuisance to me for years, I doubt he has as much neural capability as a nematode worm, however, I feel that he is just a parasitic as 15,000 of the species.

Thursday 10Th April 2008. 4PM.
I went to see Sarah, there were some shabby big blokes near chantry school and the usual black clad boy near the gate. This was as expected, the police and the boy had published the event that happened two days ago. As I approached a school girl asked for money, I shook my head, meaning no chance, I cycled on to Sarah's without incident. I had arranged to see Sarah at 4pm. Sarah was not at home, and she did not return home that night.

Saturday 12Th April 2008.
Stupid test in Maplin's Shop in Ipswich town, mid afternoon. An alarm went off near me, I looked to see what it was to confront a black clad man bending over, there was no sexual interest. 8PM. I went to see Sarah, I cycled to the docks, on the path in front of me was a tall Indian man, his wife, and pink clad small child. I looked at the man with contempt. I cycled through the docks expecting a further test. As I approached the Customs House there were two taxis, when I got near them a few young women, short skirts, sexy, very attractive, got out of the taxis. I treated the whole incident with contempt, bloody tests, and did not look at any of them.

Thursday 17Th April 2008. 4:10PM.
I went to see DR. Jones My G.P. with Sarah. We discussed my investigation in to my poisoning and what Sarah had witnessed. Dr. Jones was not very sympathetic, and he was impertinent, and wanted me to have a Community Psychiatric Nurse. I said no way, those people are not messing with my head. Dr. Jones said nobody is trying to poison you, and was rather insistant that I sought psychiatric help. He stated you are very paranoid.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 395.

I then stated the council leader that I credibility destroyed eleven years ago along with his CEO, the local council leader: the council leaders wife was a local G.P. I then stated that Dr. Jones could be in bed with the council leaders wife, my implication was conspiratorial. I said you would be concerned in such circumstance. Doctors can get you interned. Dr. Jones then stated, "my patience has finally run out Mr. Johns." My girlfriend could not stop laughing loudly, I shook Dr. Jones hand, and said, "thank you", and I left the surgery still laughing with my girlfriend who was also laughing. I did write to Dr. Jones: and apologise for my behaviour about a month later.

This next part updated The above incident depressed me for a few days, I wanted to talk to my Mum, she Has been dead for 10 years, I have never wanted to talk to my Mum since her death. I have no spiritual belief, Mum is just a corpse, Mum is no more, nothing, just distributing atomic material through a trillion galaxies. No point in going to see the grave, I have not been to the grave since the funeral. Mum is just a happy memory that will die with me and my sister. Mum, a person that I got along with very well. I was ill with influenza Monday to Thursday this week, but carried on working: got to keep going.

Saturday 19Th April 2008. 8PM.
On the way to Sarah's I cycled through the docks, different taxis this time, A wedding, two wedding cars, two black clad slim women 25? walked towards me, I looked, they were worth looking at, Sarah, and I had a very bad week, Sarah is drinking heavy, I now did not want to marry her, my mind flips on this. I did not want to look at the bride and groom, the back drop for the photography was the old custom house. I ignored them, and cycled past. Had I have took interest, I probably would have been recorded at being more interested in the grooms bottom.

Tuesday 22ND April 2008.
I went to Ipswich hospital with Sarah for Sarah to have her teeth examined for an operation. There were several tests there including by my assessment lies by professionals. As we left there was a bendover test near the reception, I ignored it, a woman in reception said we need to get the superglue, presumably to fix my neck in the upright position that it was. Sarah and I laughed about this, she had understood the meaning of the joke.

A nice lady showed us to the cafeteria, I was coughing, I stated this is not viral, this is emphysema, when I stopped coughing the woman said we are nearly there, we were not far from the cafeteria. A similar situation had happened a few days ago, I explained to Sarah the nearly there could be a reference to my failing health. We both laughed about this.

Friday 25Th April 2008.
I went to Offord newsagents, Offord newsagents 134 Fore Street Ipswich IP3 8JU. Mrs. Patel served me. There has been phenomenal psychological damage from the Patel's in the last few years from sexual testing in this shop by Ipswich University Campus, Suffolk College, the building is very near. The Patel's usually hold their noses and ears as I look at them. When my eyes dropped down from Mrs Patel's face that I did not want to look at: to receive more mental impairment, her daughter put her arm up. I immediately held my nose. When I politely said goodbye, she did not reply.

I have complained to the Patel's on several occasions about the sexual testing from the nearby college that has gone on in their shop, and the continuous offensive gestures that the Patel's make to me.

Notes.
The Hard Head. As I have described in the past, my head gets hard like a football. the temples hurt, pins and needles over the top and sides of the head. I thought that this was psychopathy. I have now realised that this is stress. This usually goes after an hour or two's rest. Note. later on in this text this was found to be sinusitis.

After publishing part 10 and part 11 of this book in March 2008, I stopped looking at most of the people, men, women, female children, colours this is now coming back. I blanked out women mostly. By late April this has caused fast adaptation to a slight sexual interest, or general interest in boy children to start, not their bottoms.

Sunday 27Th April 2008.
I went to the Portman Road boot sale, I was attracted to a good looking boy aged about 12, the spotters were badly dressed low life ethnics, they moved their arms when I looked, an aggressive white man aged about 30 said we will bash him. I will not be the first person to be attacked for an induced mental impairment.

I have always discussed everything with my girlfriend, she has been made aware of my sexual history, is fully aware of all the detail in previous parts of this book, I told my girlfriend of my recent sexual attraction to boys, and how it happened. I told her what had happened at the boot sale, I told her that I am going to start looking at women again, to see if this stops the sexual interest in boys. We watched television, the sexual attraction to female children had dropped, I told my girlfriend of this: and that I was pleased with this event.

Further Notation
I have tried to re-assess the percentages of attraction to adults and children again. Recently I have blanked out women, however, most women currently are black clad and if I re-introduce looking at all women this is possibly going to increase the interest in the general colour black on all sexes and ages. So as of 08-May- 2008 I try to select an even percentage of black clad and other colour clad women. I have been blanking out looking at teenage girls and together with the blanking out of women generally this I feel caused the current increased attraction to teenage boys.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 396.

In the displayed pictures below that I have looked at at about two week intervals for a few weeks to check sexual interests, the tanned large breasted woman model creates a much higher interest upon sighting than the slightly less tanned teenage girl. However, which ever image I look at first decreases the interest when switching to the other image. Over the years when I have forced myself to look at one or the other of these images once a day to see if interests change, the sexual interest increases for the image that I have decided to look at again and again and decreases for the other image. In my assessment the overall sexual interest in the adult woman image over a couple of months of equal sighting is at least double the sexual interest generated by the teenage girl.

Resume.
Prior to 1991 when I had my television rental business, there were often teenage female children that were attracted to me when I called at customers houses. Often these children would follow me out to my car and talk to me. This caused an increase in sexual interest to develop. Another man that has no experience of this would not develop such a level of interest. Of course some of these children were physically well developed, not virgins and were enjoying sexual activity.

In 1992, single, mixing in sport with such children increased the interest when I was offered sex: and I of course fell in love with Hayley Coyne that I wanted as a prodigy, surrogate daughter, and lover.

In 1996 My eldest daughter along with others made sexual gestures to me destroying all prohibitive sexual interest map barriers adapting my sexual interests to all ages, all sexes, all colours, in fact, anything that moved. However, I controlled it: I did not want sexual activity with any person.

My highly investigative brain with the, "is it a test syndrome", where I looked at nearly every person to see if it was a test, I feel looking at these people increased sexual drive further with interest for all people. Then when the serious abuse started verbal, and gesture, people holding noses, holding ear lobes to indicate paedophile interest, this drove the increased sexual interests away from adults and down to children, this was a dramatic sexual increase in children that developed whilst adult sexual interest decreased. Again, I did not want sexual contact, neither did this cause fantasy masturbation from visualised child imagery.

Notes.
That which is recently very pleasing is that the prioritised sexual interest in children in attire colours, hair colours and styles, skin colours, that started by my abuse in 1996 / 97 and thereafter is now almost gone. When I now look at groups of happy children in the newspaper, this now makes me happy, I often smile, I am glad that this behaviour has now returned. Before 1996, I used to enjoy looking at children that were happily enjoying themselves, and before 1996 there was no sexual interest in children, apart from the normal sexual drive interest in well formed female children. Nice young sexually active children with good female figures that creates a sexual interest with all men: this has to be kept under strict control. No sexual activity.

I am not going to make a preoccupation of looking at such children imagery for assessment purposes, as I feel this will change the interest possibly back to a sexual interest that I do not want. There was no interest in entering in to sexual behaviour with children that I have seen over the years, and this did not cause masturbation unless sexually provoked by the child. I term this sexual interest as "non criminal sexual interest" because there is no criminal intent or subsequent sought after criminal activity. Without criminal intent or activity, then if such a person has such an interest in children then this I term as stated above as an "induced mental impairment", or an "induced mental disorder".

Note.
This chronicle so far was last updated and published 13Th May 2008. This chronicle is again updated to mid August 2008. Sarah has caused me considerable mental impairment since January 2008, so much that I now cannot sleep at all without medication. Her behaviour has made me ill. However, I carried on seeing Sarah when I could, I still loved her, although, at a reducing level from mid June 2008.

Also, this year I have been working on many web sites at once, having sometimes three pages open and switching between pages copying and pasting from and to pages in Kate. my text only web designers text editor/word processor, this is not wysiwyg you also have to hand design and hand code the pages. In previous years I have had long term projects, single projects, that offered me greater mental stability. There has also been other stressful event this year fighting corporates that endanger life, you have to fight on the internet with e-mails: and by letter post, with recorded delivery letters.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 397.

The Tests Log, Chronicle is Is Now Updated,

And Now Continues On To August 2008.

Tuesday 29Th April 2008.
Sarah let me down again, Sarah did not turn up at my house as arranged at 4PM, Sarah had gone to her sisters. I looked forward to seeing Sarah, this made me very depressed. I had no evidence that Sarah had gone to her sisters, I was beginning to get very concerned that Sarah was being unfaithful to me.

Monday 5Th May 2008. Bank Holiday.
Sarah and I had arranged to go out for the day, Sarah had lost her bus pass, we could not go out, this made me depressed.

Wednesday 7Th May 2008.
Sarah and I were going to Lowestoft for the day, I was really looking forward to this, I left Sarah's Flat at 9:27 AM to return home, I had a Grocery delivery between 10AM and 12PM, so I had to be at my house for this delivery. Sarah was coming to my house at 12AM I had some bills of Sarah's, I was handling her finances, these bills had to be paid, they were overdue. This was the third time I had got these bills ready for Sarah to see, there were letters to sign. I waited until 1PM, Sarah had not arrived.

I picked up the phone, to telephone Sarah, she had left a message at 9:30AM, Three minutes after I had left her flat saying she was cancelling, she had something else to do. I telephoned her, she said that she had forgotten that she had a meal in the afternoon with Sue Elen her Friend, and Alex her carer. This was later confirmed by Alex her Carer.

I blamed Sarah, she knows that I do not often check the phone for left messages. I generally leave checking the phone until later in the day. Alex said, you always blame Sarah, I did not reply to this. Also, Sarah has a habit of always putting her friends before me for appointments. You do not do this if you love your boyfriend.

Friday 9Th May 2008.
I saw Alex at Sarah's flat at 9AM. I handed the overdue bills to Alex and said, Alex, you are a star, you can look after Sarah's bills from now on. Three times I have tried to pay these bills, Sarah has let me down, not kept appointments, they are all yours now.

Notes.
As of 08-May-2008. I am still attracted to the colour pink on attire now at a lesser level than a few weeks ago, because I have been blanking out the colour pink, and blanking out pink clad children. A further assessment test that I use is to look at groups of children in the local newspaper when I research the paper for local news items for colour preferences, and sexual interests levels to check for brain adaptation.

Tuesday 20Th May 2008.
I left Sarah's flat to return home, at 9:15 AM as I cycled through Ipswich docks there was a tall man black clad he had his fingers in his mouth, I briefly looked, was it a test, a man close by said did you get that? He must have been referring to a camera shot of the event. There was another black clad man further, on bent over, I ignored this. There was another back facing test black clad man in the entrance to Myrtle Road near my house, I ignored this.

Thursday 22ND May 2008.
Two tests, men with shorts, this day on the docks and Christchurch Park, I ignored these tests. As I walked down Bishops Hill later in the day there was a child's woolly pink top on the bus shelter seat, I was attracted to this, it was unusual, who would leave a top there, was It a test? I looked, I was photographed, the woman walked away to a nearby flat.

Sunday 25TH May 2008.
At 4PM I walked down Bishops Hill to walk in to Ipswich Town centre, at the bus stop near Myrtle road, there were two black clad children, and two adults in their early twenties, they were all poorly dressed. The children were facing me, the man was back facing me, the woman was front facing me, I could see this without looking as I approached them. As I passed the woman said he looked at the kids, I had not looked at any person, this concerned me very much. This lying at tests close to my home in a rough area: is a great concern to me.

Monday 26TH May 2008.
I only slept 3 hours the night before, brain overload, Sarah, projects, anxiety, isolation. No prime time any more, continuous daily sexual testing to harass me.

Wednesday 28TH May 2008.
I only slept 3 hours the night before.

Thursday 29TH May 2008.
I only slept 3 hours the night before.

Friday 30TH May 2008.
I only slept 3 hours the night before.

Monday 2ND June 2008.
Sleep 5 Hours, very stressed.

Friday 6TH June 2008.
Very low background noise now that is ever present in my head lately starts to increase, this is a whistle at about 1 kilohertz, amplified by my current mental negation.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 398.

Sunday 8TH June 2008.
I was losing sleep, only a few hours per night, I was suffering from severe anxiety. My heart had started to fibrilate, bad yesterday, not quite so bad today, I went to Riverside NHS Clinic, the Doctor there prescribed Valium 2MG two tablets a day. This cured the problem, this was anxiety over Sarah and other matters.

Monday 9TH June 2008.
9 AM. I was at Sarah's flat Sue-Elen and another of Sarah's, friends Sandra was there. From memory the question came up as to why I went out with Sarah, I said that I love her, the deal is I will stay with her as long as she is faithful. Sue-Elen and Sandra looked at each other and then back to me, I thought, oh dear: I do have a problem with Sarah.

I then remembered a few months earlier when I thought Sarah would be unfaithful because the relationship was not working out very well I had said to her, I do not mind you having other boyfriends as long as you keep me as well, I love you, I do not want to lose you. What I expected was that if Sarah had another lover that she would tell me, and I would wear condoms and there would be no oral sex to her from me. This never happened.

Monday 16TH June 2008.
I went to the Ipswich Hospital to have an STI test Sexually Transmitted Infections. I explained to DR. King my concerns that Sarah and I had come to the clinic earlier in the year, and I felt that Sarah had been unfaithful, she had quickly developed cysts on her labia's: and at the time I had been told that Sarah had sex with someone else. I felt if there was an STI the STI had not had time to incubate for the test at that time, I was unwell now, this could be an STI.

I was given a blood test and urine test, the urine test was OK, the blood test was a fail, N.S.U. Non Specific Urethritis. I told Dr. King that I had not been with anybody else, she asked why do you go out with Sarah? I replied Sarah has learning difficulties, her mental age is supposed to be nine years of age, she acts older. She is two people, person one is a fun loving child, with a fantastic sense of silly exitable humour that I love. Person 2. Is a woman, she is certainly all woman in respect of our love life. I thanked Dr. King for the analyses, thanked the head nurse, male, who had taken the blood test, and I promptly left the clinic.

Notes. Over the last few months, I had told Sarah that she had made me ill, several times I cried on the phone when talking to her, she had ripped my head apart.

Regards the NSU, I researched this infection on the internet. There was one site that highlighted the fact that NSU can be created from having sex with a woman when she is on a period. I did not book mark the internet link, and I could not find it again to use it on this page. I had never had sex with a woman when she was on a period before I met Sarah. Neither had Sarah, she did not know that woman can enjoy the same rate of orgasmic sex whilst on a period.

I think it was in February, Sarah was having a very heavy period, she had a bath and came to bed, she could not sleep because of the pain. I massaged her stomach for quite some time to relieve the pain, it offered some relief but the pain soon returned after I stopped massaging her stomach area. I felt so helpless, there was nothing that I could do to relieve her pain. I cuddled her, I wanted to share her pain, share her period, there was nothing I could do.

I said do you want to ride me, ( sex on top of me ), this might help? I wanted her blood all over me to share her period, she said yes, I said get an old towell to put on the bed, go and have a wash, then come back to bed and ride me. Sarah rode me for about an hour, she thoroughly enjoyed it, there was blood all over my penis, testicles and the lower part of my body. I was pleased with this. In a peculiar way, I had shared her period. Sarah's pain had completely gone, we cleaned ourselves up, we cuddled for a while, the pain never returned, and we went to sleep. After this, we often made love when Sarah was on a period.

Wednesday 18TH June 2008.
Sarah and I made love today for the last time. I wore a condom, no oral sex, I now did not trust Sarah. Sarah blushed, went very red, I now knew that she had another lover, she blushes on the two timing of this lover. Sarah was not so sexually satisfied as she used to be, she said she was not well. Was this another lie? or had she gone off me? I think that it was both.

When we laid on our sides, facing each other, when I was lightly massaging her breasts, and all of the top half of her body, every few seconds she would touch my chest saying "Oh" every time she touched me, this was new, I realised that she knew that she had hurt me badly, and this had caused her to do this. She was sorry that she had hurt me.

Tuesday 24TH June 2008.
I took Sarah to Trotman Court, a health centre, still woman's problems, vaginal bleeding at times, heavy, throughout her monthly cycle. Sarah had a hormone coil fitted to see if this would stop the problem, I held her hand and stayed with her, This did not correct the problem, six weeks later she was told that she would need a hysterectomy operation.

Monday 30TH June 2008.
I arranged to see Sarah at 5PM. Sarah was eager to see me, I was looking forward to seeing Sarah holding her and making love to her. At four 4.PM Sarah telephoned me and said don't come to the flat tony, Mick her stepfather was there, and he was being a pr, she hesitated on calling Mick a pratt and said plonker. Sarah hardly ever swears, I have never heard her use foul language, Sarah said she was going to the flat and told me not to come there.

I left my house and went to see one of Sarah's disabled friends Chris, Sue-Elens ex Boyfriend to find out was what was happening. Chris said that Sarah had gone to Sue-Elens, Mick had been a problem. Chris has learning difficulties, I was told Chris had a mental age of five, however Chris, has a good sense of Humour. Many of these people with learning difficulties have a good sense of humour. However, humour is a personal taste appreciation.

I went to see Sue-Elen, Sue-Elen reluctantly answered the door, Sarah was there, They were both very drunk. Sue-Elen was having problems with her new boyfriend and had been drinking heavy lately. Sue-Elen said she had let Mick in to the flat that afternoon, Mick was drunk, he had upset her, he had threatened to throw her down the stairs again, but worse, he wanted her to go in to the bedroom for sex.

Sue-Elen was very frightened, Mick knew where she lived. She was very worried about this. I stayed until about 9 PM. There was no room to sleep in Sue-Elens flat, I also thought that this was inappropriate. Then I left the flat and went and stayed at Sarah's flat overnight. Sarah and Sue-Elen arrived early at about 7.30 AM the next day.

We discussed the matter, and decided to tell the carer all this when she arrived at the flat at 9 AM. At 8:30AM Sandra a friend of Sarah's arrived, and Mick walked in behind Sandra, I stopped him, I knew all hell would break loose if Mick went upstairs and in to the flat. I said to Mick stay where you are, I shouted to the girls upstairs, do you want Mick in, they said no, I shouted to Sarah, she is the tenant, it is her flat, do you want Mick to come in? she said no.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 399.

Mick said, "you are not stopping me seeing my daughter" and walked towards me, I was above him on the stairs, I kicked him hard in the chest, not hard enough to drop him, and very quickly put him on the other side of the front door and closed it. The carer arrived a few minutes later and the whole matter was discussed, I recorded notes of the statements. I returned home and typed up the notes on my computer verbatim. I then e-mailed the details of the incident to the carers head office.

In the evening a relative of the Elleston family came to see me, my neighbour Pat saw him pass her window. he looked aggressive, Pat telephoned me, I said it's probably one of my girlfriends family, there has been a problem: can you get rid of him. Pat went and saw Eddy, he was aggressive, Pat told him I was not at home, and he left.

I was arrested a few days later on a Grievous Bodily Harm charge, when the police saw a copy of the e-mail that I had sent to the carers that I had prepared in case I was arrested, the charge was dropped to common assault. I was cautioned for the offence, no court case, no fine, and I was allowed to return home.

Wednesday 16TH July 2008.
About this time my brain was stabilising, Sarah and the paranoia of being poisoned had made me ill over the last six months. in February was fighting three corporate legal departments, I was ill, I Thought that I had been poisoned, I upset so many people. My Eldest daughter was in hospital with kidneys failure due to a severe infection. My Thoughts return to my birthday, February 12TH, this was a mess, a disaster, a gas leak at my house, this had to be fixed, I wanted to see Sarah all day this day.

I thought about my birthday, Sarah drunk, I refused to make love to her, she said I did not love her. I called her a cunt and I left her flat. Then I realised, Sarah was drunk because it was her daughters birthday as well this day. Her daughter is fostered, aged 15 Today. I broke down and cried when I realised this. This was why Sarah was so drunk, I telephoned Sarah, I explained what I had realised and I cried on the phone to her. I said that I was very sorry for my behaviour, there was so much happening at the time for me to realise why she was so drunk, and why she wanted me to love her so much.

Over the last few weeks Sarah has been drinking alcohol very heavily. Sarah stopped taking her medication so she could drink more with the knowledge that the medication and the drink could kill her. Her Friend Sue-Elen has problems with her new boyfriend, Sue-Elen and Sarah were drinking heavily together most nights. I had warned Sarah on repeated occasions in the past that heavy drinking would trigger her schizophrenia, and she would be in serious trouble, nasty delusions, back in the mental hospital.

Wednesday 16TH July 2008.
Sarah had a party at her flat with friends, she got very drunk, paralytic. She then had very serious synchronised audible and moving visual hallucinations that where of the nightmare type, this would not stop and she was wriggling around on the floor screaming. Her sister arrived at this time and broke up the party, she took Sarah to the doctors. and then on by referral to the mental hospital. I found all this out on Friday the 18TH. Friends kept me informed as to what was happening.

Saturday 19TH 2008.
I went to the mental hospital to see Sarah, I took a bunch of roses for her. Sarah was stable, and talking fluently, we talked for a while, I was happy that she was allright, and did not appear to be affected mentally by her hallucination experience.

Sunday 20Th July 2008.
Very concerned about Sarah I telephoned a few local stores to see if I could get Sarah a portable CD Player. I obtained such a player within my limited budget, and some nail varnish, two love song CD's and a card. I wrote in the card, that I hope that she soon recovered and other details, and at the bottom of the card I wrote. I loved you enough to want to marry you, I loved you too too much to watch you kill yourself with alcohol.

I took these items to the mental hospital, Sarah had her quota of visitors, so I handed the items to a member of staff to give to Sarah. Sarah telephoned me at 5-30PM, we talked for a while, she was delighted with the CD player and the gifts, Sarah said that she wanted to see me, she would ask Alex her principal carer to bring her to see me on the following Wednesday. I Told Sarah that I now knew that I would write a book about us. I started this book about this time.

Monday 21ST July 2008.
I went to the mental hospital to see Sarah, She had gone for a walk with her mother, I said that I was pleased, I knew that she wanted to see her mother.

Tuesday 22ND July 2008.
I called at the hospital to see Sarah. A nurse returned all the gifts. The nurse said that Sarah was very tired, and was not seeing any people this day.

Thursday 24TH July 2008.
A friend of mine came to see Me, Victor from Bury St Edmund's, I had e-mailed Victor a picture of Sarah that I like, he was going to do me a couple of framed copies of the picture for Sarah to send to her children, He brought one picture that was framed. I was pleased with this, the next day I hung the picture on the wall in my lounge with my family photos

Victor is a homosexual, I have known this for a long time. I have never entered in to any homosexual acts with Victor. Victor said that he had finished with his long term boyfriend, the boyfriend was too much hassle. We discussed Sarah, I said it looked as though the relationship with Sarah would finish.

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I explained when I proposed marriage to Sarah and that I had told her that I had entered in to oral sex with David a friend, Victor replied " well that's nothing". I replied that his ex boyfriend had told his own family that he was a homosexual: and that the family had disowned him. I said a disclosure of homosexuality affects people differently, some dramatically, and that my disclosure to Sarah had a very bad effect on her: and had put her off me at the time.

Friday 25TH July 2008.
I telephoned Sarah at 8:30PM after visiting time, Sarah blocked the call, switched her mobile phone off. I kept in contact with Sarah's friends, Sue-Elen and Chris, to keep an update as to Sarah's progress.

Sunday 27TH July 2008.
I went to the boot sale at Portman Road Ipswich, I bought a Martine McCutcheon Love songs CD.for one GB pound. CD Title You Me And Us, Sarah had introduced me to Martine's music, I love the CD, most of the tracks are very good. At the boot sale there were two tests with children, separate tests, boys and girls, back facing, I failed both tests, I looked, was it a test syndrome? There was no sexual interest.

Monday 28TH July 2008.
I went to Nat West Bank in town, I usually go there late or early in the new month to pay bills. Telephone bugged, I am tracked by council cameras, always tests set up in this bank when I go there monthly. There was a test when I left, two little girls back facing near the exit, I had to walk between the girls, I looked down to make sure that I avoided them in case they moved, a man said yes.

The testers know that I look down at children in close proximity to make sure that I avoid hitting children. Many tests are set up knowing my usual habits to record such tests as sexual. I became angry with Sarah today for the way she had treated me for the last few months, negating my brain affecting my health. This anger came and went over a few days: and went after a week.

Tuesday 29TH July 2008.
8PM walked in to town, I have done this a lot the last couple of months, I walk through the town with different routes, I like walking on summer nights. I was in a poor mental state. induced by Sarah, why had she cut me out. Was she really alright? There was test, a man dark green jumper looking in a shop window, back facing, I looked mystified was it a test, the clothing colours are usually black. There was a slight sexual interest. This has increased recently because of the mental impairment from Sarah. The spotter was a bit further on, he held his arm up as I approached him, I held my nose walking towards the man.

Wednesday 30TH July 2008.
The stress has been horrendous lately, there was heart fibrillation again today. I gave up sugar a few weeks ago, my sugar input used to be very high, I considered, was this causing some of the stress? So I resumed taking sugar in tea today.

I have also had a lot of head pain lately, I assumed that this was stress, I eventually realised that this was sinusitis, I inhaled steam and menthol crystals, this stopped the problem. I still sleep only a few hours per night. As I walked back from town I had to walk through a narrow pedestrian pass way, I looked down to avoid a boy child, a man said yes. Too many yes coincidences, yes statement events for it not to be sexual testing.

Thursday 31ST July 2008.
At 8PM I was returning to my house, still in a very poor mental state, as I walked up Bishops Hill I was aware of a white clad man on the other side of the road, I turned and looked at the man, he was all white, trousers and top, this was unusual, There was a slight sexual attraction, The spotter that was walking towards me had used a small video camera, I held my nose as I approached the man spotter and his girlfriend, he said thank you as he walked past.

Friday 1ST August 2008.
As I walked through Ipswich dock, a young boy shouted can you help me? I've go a big eel, I can't get it out of the water. I went over looked down at the long fish it had fins. It did not look like an eel to me, It looked nearly dead. I looked for a few seconds, then another man joined us, I then considered was this a test, the boy had shorts on, sitting on the edge of the dock, was I being filmed, was this a stitch up, I then turned and left.

Saturday 2ND August 2008.
Made a bad mistake this day, I did not sleep well, only two hours, I got up at 5:30 am and started work, I usually start at 8AM. I was extremely stressed this day, heart fibrillating, hyperventilating. Also as stressed, I had been binge eating every two hours for about a week. This is severe anxiety. I spoke with Sue-Elen, she said that Sarah was OK.

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Monday 4TH August 2008.
4PM As I walked down Bishops Hill, there was a security guard as always outside the E-ON building. I often felt he was there, tipped off when I left my house, to be there to see if I looked at him. This day the man had a white hat on, David the homosexual, his brother John does security work, he wears a white hat. This man had a black clad boy aged about 10 with him, I looked to see if it was John. As I passed the man he shouted keep your head down. When I returned from the town centre, some boys behind me aged about 15 were shouting pervert, queer to me, I looked round, they stopped shouting, I walked on ignoring this.

Tuesday 5TH August 2008.
The lack of Sleep, only a half hour the night before, finally caught up with me, causing paranoid schizophrenia this day. The first indiction of this I was reading a letter in the garden, at the garden table, as the sunlight reflected off the white parts of the letter, small circular light grey rings started to run across the paper, I knew it was schizophrenia, I thought OK, so it's mild schizophrenia.

Later in the day I clicked on a link to a web site in an e-mail, the web site did not load in to the browser. I thought Oh shit, I have just down loaded a virus. I am paranoid about viruses, they have destroyed my hard drives in the past. Shortly after this I went to transfer files to a directory, and all the other files in the directory that were previously there were deleted. Some of the colours on screen had become more intense, this further alarmed me. However I had a complete calm mental state.

I transferred files to another computer, when I copied the files, the file sizes increased, this is indicative of a virus. I immediately backed up my weeks work on another pen drive, and also uploaded this weeks work to one of my internet sites in a hidden directory. Later in the day I thought of the earlier incident of the grey rings running over the white paper, realised with the increase of the intensity of colours, that with the stress of late, lack of sleep: this could be paranoid schizophrenia. I took a large dose of anti-psychotic drugs, and kept the dosage high the next day, and the days thereafter.

I was dizzy this day, light changes when I walked from light areas to dark areas in the house, this also caused dizziness. A few days later when I could face the problem, was it schizophrenia? I checked all the files on all the computers, and they were all OK, intact, apart from one directory that had 18 hidden files in it, these files could not be accessed. All the other files were the correct file sizes. They had not changed as I had seen and noted. This confirmed paranoid schizophrenia. This schizophrenic day had destabilised me mentally for a few days, checking and double checking everything as I worked, this reduced my work output by at least 60 Per cent.

Wednesday 6TH August 2008.
Still taking 3 Milligrams of Stellazine this day two MG at 7 AM, one MG at 2PM I had a heart monitor machine fitted this day for the fibrillation, for a cardiologist to check to see if this is life threatening. Still shaky from the schizophrenia attack, nerves shot away.

Note 07-08-08 further tests and phenomenal adaptation of the authors brain by his girlfriends cruelty, ( Sarah did not fully realise at the time what she was doing ). This has caused a phenomenal change of the authors brain in sexual interests in the last few months. Particularly, in sexual adaptation to a higher sexual interest in males. This interest will be kept under strict control, I do not want a sexual relationship with a male: or a female, as I feel at the moment. I just want to get on with my work, this is, and has always been my priority. Is it a test syndrome is still with me, but at a lower level.

Notes.
07 -08 -08. The profilers are aware of the following, they use it to discredit me.

I always look down at young children when close in passing to make sure that I do not collide with them.

I always look at the nearest person, as they approach me.

I usually look at the isolated child, or isolated children to see if they are OK.

Note. Now I have published the above mannerisms, this usually makes me stop doing them. This has done this in the past with other publications: with my adapted mannerisms.

The dirty tricks at the boot sale.
There has been dirty tricks at the Portman Road boot sale that I attend regularly on a Sunday morning. People there have seen what I look for, computer leads, old CD players that look from a distance like video cassette tape recorders, CD's electrical items. Children. mostly boys are placed in front of these items, boys bending over to appear that I look at the child bending over. This does not stop me going to the boot sale, or stop me looking at these items with children near them or in front of them.

Also boys have been placed isolated, backs facing me, this triggers the is it a test syndrome? I often look at the child's back, this practise has now induced a slight sexual attraction, very slight. This I keep under strict control. I will never sexualise a child, I do not want to enter in so any sexual behaviour with such children, this also does not cause sexual fantasy, I still fantasise about Sarah. 07 08 08, but not so much, and much less fantasy masturbation.

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Friday 8TH August 2008.
I telephoned Sue Elen at 8:45 AM. To see how Sarah was, We spoke for a while, she said that Sarah was with the Peter Rose, He has been told she must not drink alcohol, the mental hospital are monitoring by blood test, to see if she consumes alcohol.

This day I realised what I had done to Sarah I had made her Schizophrenic with the high level of love input to her brain building up to February 12TH 2008. My Birthday, with Sarah drunk continuously saying "Oh Babe, Oh Babe", every few seconds, and Sarah wriggling around moving her legs, so highly sexed this day.

It was not only the booze that had mentally destabilised her: made her schizophrenic. It was also my incrementing prioritised erogenous zone manipulation over a period of time heightening her sexual interest, but also the psychological manipulative input of the series of dirty words that she loves that I spoke to her that turned her on when love making building her up to higher and higher trance orgasmic sex.

I will explain the verbal talk scenario, it would start by me saying do you want a ride babe, Sarah would always say yes. Sarah would get on top of me, I would lay on my back, and I would place my erect upright penis inside her vagina. I would hold her breasts firmly with both hands pushing them up, holding firmly to support her so she could not lose balance.

I would control ejaculation and just keep my penis hard for Sarah. Sometimes nearing the end of the session I would make myself orgasm and ejaculate this would be a timely finish for both of us. The following strings of words is typical of what I would say to get Sarah to multi orgasmic sex for an hour, sometimes two hours riding me vigorously until she was thoroughly exhausted.

I would start with, say, ' I love you babe, love you babe, give it to me babe, come babe, come babe, keep going babe, harder babe, harder babe, come babe, come babe, keep coming babe, give it to me give it to me, fuck me babe, fuck me, fuck me harder, harder, go for it, get there, I love you, I love you babe, come babe, come babe, keep coming, I'm right in there babe, right up to your womb, fuck me, fuck me, you've made me really hard, you really turn me on, I love you, I love you, you are lovely, you are lovely and wet, your love juice is all over me. When Sarah was getting really high, I would say, higher babe, higher babe, get higher babe, Sahah knew this meant higher multi orgasmic. The harder I held Sarah's breasts and pushed them up without pain as I was talking, always got her to extreme multi orgasmic head banging condition.

I could feel when Sarah was getting exhausted, she likes me to come inside her, we had often prior discussed this she used say, I like the cream, and she would make a loud purring noise like a cat. I loved it when she purred loud like a cat, we would both laugh. So, to end the love making sessions I would come, and I would say as the orgasm was slowly building up, 'you are going to get the cream babe, fuck me, fuck me, you are going to get the cream, fuck me babe, fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me, as I orgasm-ed and ejaculated I would groan saying 'the cream is there, there is loads of it, fuck me, fuck me hard, get it all out.

Sarah would ride me vigorously until all the sperm was emitted, I would then say, 'do you want to stop, she would usually say yes,' she was thouroughly exhausted. We would then cuddle and kiss lightly on the lips, I would tell her I loved her, often whilst lightly kissing her face, her eye lids, and across her brow, we would often cuddle and do this for some time. Sometimes after a couple of hours I would ask Sarah if she wanted another ride, my penis would be erect, she would often want another ride.

This dirty words talk mixed with 'I love you' scenario being for longer and longer periods of time of heightened highly orgasmic trance sex for Sarah. This making very sexually increasing desire for me, and making her fall in love with me more, wanting me more and more, the same had happened to me, I fell in love with her more wanting to satisfy her at every opportunity.

I could not leave Sarah alone, I always wanted to touch her, I would let her ride me, then we would sleep, I would awake two hours later, and lightly massage an erogenous zone near her pubic hair, her legs would soon start giggling, she soon woke up, I would say do you want another ride babe, she would always say yes. After she was thoroughly satisfied and exhausted again I would say, I will go and sleep in the other room, you know I cannot leave you alone, meaning that I could not stop wanting to touch her, satisfy her. I would kiss and cuddle her and then leave the room.

Returning to February 12TH, my birthday and her daughters birthday. Sarah wanted my love so much this day, we had also just resumed the relationship that I had stopped. Realising what I had done to Sarah made me suicidal this day, this had been building up for a few days, I became fearful of a kitchen knife in case I flipped and suddenly plunged it in to my heart: so I hid the knife away every time I used it. The red Stanley knife on my work bench in my workshop where I work all day, I hid this away in case in a sudden mental flip, I cut my wrists.

Saturday 9TH August 2008.
I had changed my medication over to Diazipam / Valium from Zopiclone the night before, this is a powerful tranquiliser. I felt much more relaxed today, there were no thoughts of suicide, the stress has gone, the binge eating has gone.

My sisters birthday, I telephoned her at 9AM, the voicemail cut in, I sang happy birthday down the phone, wished her a fantastic day. My sister rang me back at 10AM, we had a long chat and a laugh. At mid Day I went out in to my garden, there are no flowers in my garden, just a rough lawn, this grass has not been cut for a while. I have been writing this book. There were a lot of tall Dandelion flowers growing on the grass, small head 30MM diameter.

I picked one of the flowers, I held it close to me, and looked at the beauty of the symmetry of it. I then lightly kissed it once, and then very carefully laid it down on the compost heap. These flowers are very significant to me, this is the image that I saw in the centre of my head, a visual hallucination image, when I had my nervous breakdown in 1988: that started the rebuild of my brain towards evolution: and away from creationism. I have come a long way since. This event is well chronicled in my first book, Book-1 Programming Basic For Eternal Life.

Sunday 10TH August 2008.
After Midnight, at 12:30AM Graham, Denese's partner, Denese is Sarah's sister, he telephoned me to say Sarah had not returned to the mental hospital that day, was she with me? I said no. I thought that she would be with Peter Rose, one of her lovers. I telephoned the mental hospital and gave them Sarah's contacts details, I also telephoned the police. The police came and saw me mid morning that day and I gave them as much detail as I could.

I telephoned the mental hospital again, I was concerned that Sarah would be sectioned upon her return to stop her absconding. The hospital assured me this was not the case. Sarah was free to come and go as she pleases but must return when she says the time she returning. I explained Sarah has OCD, her mind flips, she forgets the return time until it is too late, then she is frightened, thinks she is going to get in trouble: and will not return. She does this with everybody. The suicide thoughts and stress have still gone, I am now doing a full days work.

Monday 11TH August 2008.
3PM. As I walked through the docks in to Ipswich town, a boy about 16 walked towards me wearing a hood, a hoodie, he photographed me. When I returned from town the same boy was walking with a younger black clad boy, as I passed the pair not looking at either of them the hooded boy said sweet. No other testing this day.

Tuesday 12TH August 2008.
No tests in town today, however, there was one test in Tesco's extra store in Duke Street at 7PM at the automated check out I had laid my New Scientist Book at the side, I looked at the front page, there was a black clad woman near by, she said yes indicating that I had looked at her bottom. This was not so. Another false positive, or stitch up?

Thursday 14TH August 2008.
I now had time to check my computers this day for malware intrusion I ran 6 programs, virus scanners, rootkit revealers, bot analyses programs, I run these programs every month to see if there are problems. The computer that I thought was infected I had checked for 2 years and never found any serious problems. However, this day was quite different.

The analyses software revealed 58 pieces of malware 4 Trojans and a really nasty computer back door entry program called Z Lob Downloader.BS. So, there was a heavy virus intrusion a few days ago. However, the files that I saw change had not changed. The virus paranoia and loss of sleep the night before had caused schizophrenia for a few hours. This is not unusual for any person living through such circumstance. I down loaded a killer program and rid the computer of Z Lob. My other other software killed the rest of the malware.

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Tuesday 19TH August 2008.
Sam the nephew of Sara had stolen 160 pounds of Chris a disabled person with a mental age of 5. The information that I had was that Social Services was made aware of this but because of the mental age of Chris he would not do well in presenting evidence in a court case. As far as I know there was no police prosecution. Currently, there are a lot of disabled people that are being exploited in this way.

Saturday 23RD August 2008.
I telephoned Sarah, I asked if she wanted to see me, she replied yes. We socialised with friends in the afternoon, and in the evening we all went to the local pub, we had a good night. I stayed at Sarah's flat overnight, in the morning Sarah said she was worried, Social Services wanted to take me to court for what I had published on the internet with Sarah's permissions about our sex life.

Social Services had seen her at the mental hospital about this matter, this had made her ill. She did not want to hurt me with a court case, she did not want to go to court over this matter. Sarah was crying as she said this S.S. were harassing her, they wanted to see her the following Wednesday 27Th again about this, this was really worrying her. She kept saying: I do not want to hurt you Tony. We agreed that at the time we agreed to publish our sex life, I was in a poor mental state, and so was Sarah, it was a mistake to publish, we had both made a silly decision

Tuesday 26TH August 2008.
In the evening I spoke with Sarah on the telephone, she again repeated that the thoughts of a court case hurting me was worrying her, I said, does the thought of a court case make you suicidal, Sarah replied yes. I advised Sarah to miss the officials that were coming to see her the following day: and to come and see me, there was a resolution to the problem. I also told Sarah that I would change her names on the site. I could not change anything else, as this was a diary. I would also remove the picture of her that is on another site, and also her name there. Sara was pleased that I would do this.

Notes.
The phenomenal mental corruption from Sarah over the last few months has adapted my sexual interests again. In my assessment men and boys now rate at 30% female Children at 10% women at 60% I have no interests in having sex with men or children.

Regards the poisoning attempts.

Poisoning Attempt One.
The expert did not arrive to see if he could easily open and close my kitchen window undetected with tools, this window is now securely screwed up, so it now cannot be opened with tools.

Poisoning Attempt Two.
I have talked to a lot of people, researched the internet: as to how a person could lose a stone in body fat in a week, ( 6.5KG ), this fat blackening the toes, and being very hard to remove. All areas of investigation have drawn a blank.

Text Below Added 02 09 08

Further to the above, in conversation with my sister, her husband suffered severe anxiety problems all his life, my sister thought the loss in body weight and fat loss could have been caused by a severe anxiety attack. I researched the internet and found an anxiety specialist: that was very helpful. I e-mailed the site for advice. Click on the link below to view the anxiety specialists site.

From: 	Anthony Johns 
To: 	enquiries@anxietyspecialist.co.uk
Subject: 	Anxiety
Date: 	Wed, 20 Aug 2008 11:42:15 +0100


Hi, I cannot pay you much. I could have been poisoned 6 months ago, this
and other matters caused acute anxiety. The odd symptom that I am
concerned with apart from rapid weight loss: was an extreme loss of fat
from the body, hair sticky when washed daily, hands sticky, so much fat
came out of my feet in two days, that mixed with socks die, my toes
tuned black. I thought they were gangrenous when I saw them, the fat was
hard and difficult to remove.

Have you any knowledge of this symptom? From my research on the
internet, such fat loss can be caused by pesticide poisoning.

Thanks, I am Anthony Johns. 01473 281769.


From: 	John Crawford 
Reply-To: 	John Crawford 
To: 	Anthony Johns 
Subject: 	Re: Anxiety
Date: 	Wed, 20 Aug 2008 13:08:22 +0100


Dear Anthony,

I have to be quick as I am just returning to work in a moment. I absolutely 
recommend you consult your doctor. It sounds serious and I would want to 
urge you to seek urgent medical attention. This is not a matter for any 
complementary therapist; neither too for self diagnosis via the internet.

I wish you well and hope your GP will be able to give you some conclusive 
answers. Please do go.

With best wishes

John Crawford

I spoke to my GP about the matter, he stated that no such symptoms exist in his knowledge base of poisons and effects, this was a mystery. However, the problem was 6 months prior, there did not appear to be any long term effects: this was an enigma.

Regards the mention of suicide thoughts in the prior text, there was an omission of what caused this, I thought that I had deleted all thoughts of suicide, however, upon reading the published draft there was still mention of prior suicide thought on the 9TH August 2008. I thought that I had deleted all mention of this. I did not want the psychiatric services to pick this up.

I had deleted the cause of the suicidal thoughts, however, the original cause text was in the main draft of the book under construction that may never be completed titled (C) The Scientist And The Nymphomaniac. The deleted part dated 08 09 08 has now been added to this draft.

When my computers were affected by the virus, although I uploaded back up files to a server in a hidden directory, these files were corrupted and not able to be used. When I overwrote parts 10 11 and 12 of this book because the old files were lost, older files may have been used when I changed the names of my girlfriend and uploaded the new files last week. Today's date 02 09 08.

A serious legal issue has now arisen with Social Services.

There is no court action yet: however, there may be a criminal charge actioned against the author of this site in the respect of a publication pertinent to his girlfriend. Click on the link below for a full appraisal of the current situation.

SOCIAL SERVICES.

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Notes.
Hereafter is the update to the 22ND November 2008 of recorded psychological testing assessment scenario's and their effects on me, which is the continuation of this almost daily log. Failure of assessed police forensic sexual psychological testing is presented again, and a further possible schizophrenic occurrence of a poisoning attempt.

Friday 29TH August 2008.
I went to Norwich on business, this attempt at a new project was expected to be unsuccessful: and as expected, it was unsuccessful. However, the process had to be gone through to see if the business attempt would be successful.

Tuesday 9TH September. 2008.
O.C.D. At Sainsbury's Upper Brook Street. At the check out I wanted to orderly arrange a woman's shopping that was disarranged in front of me. This is the first time this has happened. I refrained from rearranging the products.

Friday 26TH September. 2008.
In the early hours of this morning 1:30 AM I received an abusive phone call from Peter Rose, Sarah's boyfriend, I spoke to Sarah, she said Rose was going to beat her up again. I telephoned her sister Denese, and the police arrested Rose because he had been violent. I had recorded the telephone conversation and I copied this to a Computer Disk as evidence to bring up in court.

Saturday 27TH September. 2008.
Sara stayed at her sisters for the weekend, I saw Sara, we talked about getting back together. I said that I would see her the following Monday.

Monday 29Th September. 2008.
I saw Sarah, I stayed with her all day, we made love for about 5 hours. I assumed Sarah had finished with Rose.

Tuesday 30TH September. 2008.
Sarah myself and Alex a Carer went to Ipswich Police station to file a complaint against Rose for his assault on Sarah, there was bruising. I spoke alone to the police officer after statements and photography was completed. I said Sarah had been unfaithful to Rose some time ago, Rose knew this. He had treated her very well before this. This was when he started to beat her. The same pattern had happened with Rose and another girlfriend who was also unfaithful to him.

I said Sarah has been unfaithful to me on numerous occasions and others, she is a nymphomaniac, she had screwed her sisters husbands, and had been beat up by several other boyfriends for unfaithfulness. I left a copy of the computer disk at the police station just before I left.

Wednesday 1st October. 2008.
I tried to contact Sarah all day, I could not contact her. A carer the next day told me that she had seen Sarah, to get her money out of the post office the previous day, this was the post office at Nacton, very near where Rose lives. Sarah is back with Rose. This induced a poor mental state for me, I had lost a lot of working time, not working, worrying about Sarah. I was also angry, the waste of my time, carers time: police officers time at the police station.

Thursday 2ND October. 2008.
In an induced poor mental state, this is when sexual tests that are set up are failed, Two pink clad children were walking towards me on the other side of the road, I changed direction and walked through the gap between them. There was then shouts of abuse from behind me. I walked on to return to my house there was abuse in Sainsbury's when I went in there, there was abuse when I passed the college by students.

Wednesday 8TH October. 2008.
Stitch up in Sainsbury's, a woman said that I had looked at a child when I had not. This depressed me.

Saturday 11TH October. 2008.
Depressed, craving returned for a cigarette today, I have not smoked for 30 years. It never leaves you. I did not return to cigarette smoking. I miss Sarah, I still love her, although at a lessor level. Before this time Sarah was all I had to look forward to, to seeing her almost daily.

By now I had decided that I wanted to move out of Ipswich and move to be near my sister at Norwich, or move to Lowestoft. Why Lowestoft? It would be a free holiday every summer, the sea is cleaner than Felixstowe. Work during the day, swim later in the evening. Sometimes a bit of rough sea swimming, I like this. Far superior beach, nicer people, many people have told me in Ipswich that people in Norfolk are nicer. Lowestoft people are not far different.

Sea fishing, eat fresh fish, I am a loner, this sport is usually done alone. I have no affection for Norwich, my child abuse at school killed this. I always had a nice holiday every year at Lowestoft with my parents away from the child abuse. I love lowestoft, this is why. Also, it has not changed much, not too commercialised. Also, Lowestoft at the time attracted E.U. funding for business start up's. I want to start a manufacturing business.

I thought that I would try to get some money out of James Hehir IBC to fund the move, and perhaps organise a rented property in Lowestoft or Norwich. The decision was not finalised. I really did not expect to get any money. I also sent a copy to Gordon Brown P.M. to see if he could put pressure on Hehir. I received a letter from the government saying the content of my letter was to be kept on file. About this time James Hehir had a big splash in the Evening Star Newspaper how he had enhanced the town in the last 20 years.

History always repeats itself, many years ago, the then Prime Ministers wife Cherie Blair came to Ipswich College, this was not published in the Evening Star. I wrote to the government appraising them of the situation in a letter that I believe was pertinent to other matters. Within a few days Blair came to Ipswich, this was splashed all over the Evening Star. Presumably the government had been on to Archants M.D. Nice one. We saw Blair eating his fish and chips.

     A.W.JOHNS,
     34 BISHOPS HILL,           RECORDED
     DELIVERY.
     IPSWICH,
     SUFFOLK,                   DV 1680 7523 4GB
     IP38EN.

     DATED 13 10 2008
     REF 1. \08\0894.TXT.
     01473 281769

     MR. JAMES HEHIR, CEO
     IPSWICH BOROUGH COUNCIL,
     15 -17 RUSSELL ROAD,
     IPSWICH,
     SUFFOLK,
     IP3 8EN.

     Dear James, I am seeking compensation, a settlement, a payment in
     full, for the harassment of me as published on my
     ipswichswimmingpools.com and my anobeisworthless.com web sites.
     This harassment as you are well aware of by your council
     officers and ignored by you: which made you party to
     this harassment.

     This harassment started in 1992 by you and your council officers
     and has been on going since by 'in my assessment' by associated
     agents that you are aware of. All of this event is published
     on both of these sites.

     To shut down www.anobeisworthless.com I want a 50 thousand pounds
     cheque from you. To shut down www.ipswichswimmingpools.com I
     want a property deal. All of this to be covered by the usual
     on going non disclosure agreement. The final details to be
     agreed by both parties.


 The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 405. 



     The deal will not include any of my intellectual property, ( my
     books ), the books relating to IBC will be retitled, and names
     changed, if paper published.

     Any contract agreement for me to sign issued by IBC will be
     prepared in simple English language text and sent to my home
     for me to read prior to signing. My legal expenses in this
     matter and any connected matter will be paid for by IBC.


     I thank you,

     I am,

     Yours Sincerely,

     Anthony W. Johns.

James Hehir.

Tuesday 14TH October. 2008.
Depressed all week over Sarah, I miss her. I communicated with Sarah, I arranged to see her on her birthday. Telephoned Sarah again the day before her birthday to make final arrangements. Sarah agreed that Rose would be well behaved, she said that she would control the booze. I also spoke with Alex, who had been Sarah's principal carer for about a year? We discussed the fiasco of Sarah, the police station, the return to Rose. Alex said she had reduced her work load, and had stopped seeing Sarah and her friend Sue, it was a lost cause.

Wednesday 22ND October. 2008.
Sarah needed 4 wisdom teeth removed, and one other tooth removed. I had been to the dentist with Sarah, but her dentist did not want to do the work. The dentist was worried that there could be problems because of her diabetes, and she could die. Sarah was not made aware of this, the dentist discretely told me this. The dentistry needed to be done in a hospital where advanced recovery procedures and equipment was in place.

Sarah had an appointment at Ipswich Hospital this day to have the work done. Sarah's carers had taken her to the hospital, I went to the hospital at 8:45 AM. I was shown to Sarah's room at 9:15AM. Sarah was sitting on the bed facing me as I walked in the room looking very unhappy. Sarah was pleased to see me. We had to wait until 1:30PM before Sarah could go to the operating theatre. I sat and joked with her all this time, kept her laughing, kept her mind off the pending dentistry work. after the operation Rose joined us in the late afternoon. I stayed for a while and then left.

Thursday 23RD October. 2008.
Sarah's birthday, Sarah had mad a good recovery from the dental work. Rose behaved stupid before he became drunk, then became aggressive, I left. I had given Sarah her birthday present a gold cross necklace that she wanted. I explained the significance of the cross: and that she needed to be honest when wearing it. I knew this conversation was futile. I heard later that Rose had become violent: and the police were called to remove him. The police spend most of their time dealing with these sort of people.

Sunday 26TH October. 2008.
Getting more abuse, becoming very anti social.

Tuesday 28TH October. 2008.
I went shopping at Tesco's at Copdock, on the way back I went to see if Sarah was at her flat, the lights were on so I knocked, Sarah came to the door, she said Rose was there, but he was not drunk. I stayed for a while. In conversation with Rose he stated that he had been seeing Sarah since May this year.

The venereal disease that I contacted started in June. From memory without referring to notes, every week in May, June, July, I was asking Sarah if she was being faithful to me: and she replied yes. This was the last time I spoke to Sarah, Sarah stated that Rose was under control, that she would report him to the police and have him prosecuted if he hit her, this has stopped the violence.

Thursday 30TH October. 2008.
Getting even more abuse, becoming angry and very anti social.

There had been a lot of controversy, outrage, regards the possibility that Holliwells High School in Ipswich criticised by Of-stead, but recently becoming a much better school, was to be run as a faith school. Councils are in favour of this as the church organisations will put money in to the school saving councils and tax payers money.

The down side is that children that are from trouble and poorly educated families are covertly vetted by supporters of the faith schools in the catchment area of the school: and they usually do not get admitted to such schools. A school full of better educated less disruptive children does far better. This skews the results in favour of the faith schools: to the detriment of other nearby schools. The amazing stealth of religious orders.

I wrote a letter to the Evening Star letters section, I did not expect the Evening Star to publish, however, they may use some of the letter in an article. I also sent a copy of the letter to the sixth form protest group at the school.

Evening Star Letters. If too protracted, omit asterisked paragraph.

A.W.Johns,
34 Bishops Hill,
Ipswich,
Suffolk.
IP3 8EN.

My Ref. 0897.TXT

T 01473 281769

Happy Christmas! Well, Christmas is nearly here, what a burden, all
those unhappy faces in the high streets just before Christmas of the
tired and overspent. Christmas day with many unhappy children that
will receive a present that will not have the right motif or text
on it or that new bike that was not the all singing all dancing bike
of the child next door: that will make many children throw a wobbly
Christmas day. Had such a child been born 200 years ago and suddenly
woke up in this time period they would think they had died and gone
to heaven: with the lifestyle that we take for granted today.

The ideology of the fairy tale of Christ, how he died for us. Well,
remembrance day is on 11Th November. I can give more credence to
the 382,600 British military and 67,800 British civilians that died
for us in world war two and the soldiers that are still dying to get
us to a fast disappearing democratic society.

* Oh, the recent near collapse of the capitalist, system, this system
* that has spawned epidemic greed for most, and how many investors are
* now turning to gold at 850 dollars an ounce: expected to rise to 2k
* dollars an ounce within 18 months. Oh, the worship of gold, my
* thoughts return to Christ, had that cross been made of gold he would
* never have supported it on his back. Fortunately most of the gold
* has been taken out of churches and wooden crosses have returned.
* However, if the remaining gold in global churches was sold today this
* would fund the eradication of poverty on this planet.

The ideology of the religions, most are very similar, however the
outstanding facet of all religions is to be honest. Tony Blair P.M.
remember him? he was a pious devout christian property speculator,
and if he did not tell a lie a day: he was having a bad day.
Spin Doctors, liars, the introduction of stealth.

Stealth. The explosion of faith schools in the U.K. instigated by
Blair, his legacy seen here in Ipswich at Holliwells school. Where
in some faith schools the dinner ladies and scientific staff have
to kneel and pray or terminate their employment. Recently a local
church received a 35K GBP grant so we can hear the bells, wonderful.
Most of the general public including myself will only see this as
an outdated audible pollution.

It is time to consign religion and recent interest in intelligent
design to the history classes and replace the religious classes with
mandatory psychology classes that show children scenario after
scenario of instances where untruthfulness in ones life causes so
many problems for ones self and others, and that the way forward is
to be truthful and caring: thus mimicking religious orders. There are
a trillion galaxies, trillion's X trillion's of universes, these are
nothing but atoms, where does god fit in to this? Please tell me.
The theory of evolution is proved and now known to scientists and
the correctly researched or correctly tutored intelligent: as the
fact of evolution.

When thinking changes your mind, that's philosophy. When God changes
your mind, that's faith. When facts change your mind, that's science.
Dr.Susan Blackmore, eminent psychologist, ( scientist), at the end
of a 30 year discerning investigation for her, and the U.S. National
Academy of Sciences, their investigation, spanning 130 years,
discounted parapsychology to pseudoscience by the end of the 20Th
century. There is nothing supernatural on or off this planet, any
experience of this along with a belief in god is delusion. Globally,
we are ruled by greedy deluded religious leaders and supporters, this
is why our planet is dying in such a mess.

Many scientists now see the teachings of the religions as an untruth,
a fault, a perversion. You are born with effectively a blank slate
there are no genes for perversion. Perversion is programmed, or as
some people prefer to say: conditioned in to brains by perverts.
Brains, just receptive chemical computers. The only religion worth
following is science.

I am, yours sincerely, Anthony Johns, Science writer.

References.

There is reference below to cannabis enhancing the operation of a persons brain. Warning !!! Every persons brain chemical composition is different. Cannabis enhances some peoples brains, but can negate other people brains to serious mental illness: and suicide.

Dr Susan Blackmore.

Dr Susan Blackmore.

No evidence for parapsychology.

The brain as a chemical machine.
The brain as a chemical machine. Sokoloff L. Laboratory of Cerebral
Metabolism, National Institute of Mental Health, Bethesda, MD.

Friday 31ST October. 2008.
In prior telephone conversation, I told my sister it was getting bad in Ipswich, She said come to Norwich for the weekend, I stayed this day and until the following Monday morning. It was a good weekend. I felt my sister did one back test, only one. My sister now has a further heart fault, she may have to have a stent fitted or a heart bypass. This is a worry to me. Returned to Ipswich, with no anger, good.

Notes.
Sarah has more in common with Rose, both alcoholics, Sarah is is overweight and cannot stop eating, also as a nymphomaniac. Rose is a younger man, he may be able to cope with her sexual demands. Rose is a good cook, this will satisfy Sarah immensely. Similar intelligence, both like watching crap TV. A good match. Unfortunately Rose has said he will dump Sarah if a slim woman with money comes along. He also tried to screw Sarah's best friend, perhaps now it's a threesome.

Tuesday 4TH November. 2008.
I telephoned Rose, Sarah had an appointment with her psychiatric nurse, the date and time had been put on my calender a month earlier. Rose said it was all organised. He appears to be caring for Sarah.

This week as I walked near Fore Street some college students were coming towards me, a girl grabbed a boys fist that was in line with his chest and said don't, don't do that. Also this week as I walked in town a boy on the other side of the road shouted pervert. Without looking at him I shouted bollocks, there was then a string of returned abuse. I walked on.

Wednesday 6TH November. 2008.
I had been helping my neighbour Pat with some jobs, and Pat asked me if I would like a cup of tea, I replied, 'yes please', I am a tea-aholic. Immediately after drinking the last mouthful of tea, Pat said, 'I got rid of the rats', referring to a vermin problem she had recently. Pat then further added, 'it killed them all, the poison acts slowly, kills them within a couple of weeks'.

Immediately after this short piece of conversation there was a bitter taste in my mouth, this triggered massive paranoia. I told Pat that I thought that she had poisoned me. There was no altercation, no anger in any way from either of us. Pat said she was very hurt by what I had said. I left Pat shortly after and returned home. With Schizophrenia, this can cause delusory tastes to take place.

After a few hours a wanted to urinate, I kept a sample of urine on a cotton bud. I also pricked my finger and a put a sample of blood on another cotton bud. I then put both cotton buds in a plastic bag with a relevant note. I was very concerned.

Notes.
Tesco opened a shop locally a few months ago, I shop there daily or every other day. There has been a lot of sexual testing in this shop by staff and people some that appear to be customers. This is very mentally negating, I will explain aspects of this mental negation. Just before I get to the store I repeat in my head the list of goods that I want to purchase. Upon entering the store there is usually a test, this disrupts the organised list, I then become very confused, often miss the placement of goods that I want to purchase having to re:track steps to collect goods rather than walk fluidly collecting goods as I walk through the shop. By the time I get to the check out I am often very confused and disorientated. By the time I get to the check out often I am walking with my head down looking at the floor as I walk, this habit is often observed as I walk behind people and could appear that I am looking at peoples bottoms,

Friday 7TH November. 2008.
As I approached the local Tesco's shop from a side road, there was a car unusually parked in the middle of this side road, with a woman walking towards myself and the car at an angle from the right. I suspected that this was an official forensic test. When I approached the shop door a very tall dark clad man went in the door in front of me, he walked fast holding his right ear, (indicating paedophile), as I walked behind him. This annoyed me so I quickly got in front of the man looking at him holding my nose indicating that he stinks.

By the time I got to the check out I had my head down looking at the floor, I was aware of people in front of me, I slowly lifted my head as I walked forward to see a black clad boy with his parents. I stared at the parents, I was pissed off, fucking tests. A man further away said yes. As I left the check out area, the boy was standing by a window about 20 feet away. I walked directly towards the boy looking over his head at the female observer sitting in her car, door open, she was looking at me about a further 20 feet from the shop front in the main road. This test depressed and angered me for a few days.

The Cesspool And The Secret Armies. Page 406.

Wednesday 12TH November. 2008.
As I walked along Ipswich dock front, the water side path, as I approached the custom house a black clad woman and man walked towards me, the woman was holding her ear, I held my nose as I approached the pair. I was photographed from a distance by a man aged about 50 with a very powerful camera. I recognised the man, he has photographed me before.

I checked my body daily for excessive bruising,this occurs with some rat poisons. Also, checking eyes, ears, urine, excrement daily for blood emissions, a further condition of rat poisoning. I also changed to wearing white pants, any anal or penis blood discharge would show up easily on white pants,

Saturday 15TH November. 2008.
Test in local Tesco's, by the time I got to the check out, very confused, I turned to the check out, deep in thought, looking down, and realised I was concentrating on the bottom of a man at the check out a few feet away from me.

This has happened before when very confused, the comparison is a drunken stupor, I will concentrate on a low level sexual interest when in such an induced mental state. My interest in men's bottoms is very low level as compared to 12 years ago when such an interest was created by sexual profilers was intense as chronicled in my books.

I was videoed by a black clad man, possibly a manager or a forensic psychologist. I have no interest in having sex with a man or a child, and currently, I do not want a relationship with a woman. Thoughts of Sara make me masturbate weekly at the moment.

Notes. 15TH November. 2008.
My stomach and tongue has been burning after eating apples or tomatoes for the last few days, these are acidic. This burning in the stomach was not as bad as it was for a month last year. Also, my right hand inside face cheek hurts when eating such fruit. I have COPD, ( emphysema ),I expectorate daily, for years the phlegm is always green and quite firm. For the last week the phlegm has been frothy, more fluid, and breaks up in to strings if it is left for an hour floating in the loo. I cannot remember this happening before.

By Monday the 17TH, My mouth was getting worse, upon inspection of my tongue there appeared to be red areas on the tongue where skin was removed. I decided not to go to A&E, I decided to go and see my dentist. Mr. Mathews inspected my mouth and concluded that the problem was ulcers and bites whilst eating fruit. I thanked Mr. Mathews and returned home. The next day I wrote a letter to Mr. Mathews and included a thank you card.

     A.W.JOHNS,
     34 BISHOPS HILL,
     IPSWICH,
     SUFFOLK,
     IP38EN.

     DATED 18 11 2008.
     REF 1. \08\08103.TXT.
     01473 281769

     MR. MATHEWS,
     DENTIST,
     BERNERS STREET.
     IPSWICH.

     Dear Mr. Mathews,

     Thanks for seeing me yesterday regards the burning tongue that
     I thought could be either poisoning or schizophrenia. Thanks for
     allaying my fears: as a visit to A&E, the place would have filled
     up with psychiatrists.

     These people help some but not others, as stated, my experiences
     with psychiatrists has been horrendous over the last 20 years
     from drugs that disorientate, to falling over, to drugs that
     induce drunken behaviour. to incorrect analyses that I knew
     was wrong in my assessment of sexual testing in public places
     that the psychiatrist 5 years ago had no idea what I was
     talking about. To to my analyses as transmitted to several
     psychiatrists over the last 20 years that life on this planet is
     just organic machine: now recognised and termed by scientists
     as chemical machine, recently published.

     The psychiatrists could not understand any of this, and their
     collective conclusions was that my belief systems were
     incorrect. Lost the plot!!! Unfortunately the administered
     addictive drug stellazine that I still take has altered the
     chemical composition of my brain to such an extent that if I
     stop taking this medication: I can easily become delusory.

     As discussed in the past, I write and publish books on the
     internet pertinent to psychology, electronics, and corporate
     skulduggery. My science books are here on two of the internet
     sites that I pay for out of my pension credit. If any of your
     friends or associate dentists have an interest in these science
     disciplines: the books are currently a free down load.

     Psychology - www.exact-psychology.com

     Electronics - www.valfet.com


     I thank you again,

     I am,

     Yours Sincerely,

     Anthony W. Johns.

I also managed to knock out what I call a PSV letter this day, a Public Service Venture letter, this letter was to the Evening Star Newspaper concerning the local Broomhill swimming pool. Ipswich Borough Council keep putting obstacles in the way of getting funding for this pool. I think they are concerned that the refurbished pool will make a yearly profit whilst not under their control. The pool always made a yearly serious loss when they managed it.

     A.W.JOHNS,
     34 BISHOPS HILL,
     IPSWICH,
     SUFFOLK,
     IP38EN.

     DATED 18 11 2008
     REF 1. \08\08104.TXT
     01473 281769

     EADT STAR LETTERS
     30 LOWER BROOK STREET
     IPSWICH
     SUFFOLK.

     Dear Sirs,

     It was pleasing to see that the Onslow Suffolk Snoasis, Great
     Blakenham project is going to take off employing many redundant
     local building technicians to help relieve some of the local
     depression in the industry.

     However, It was disappointing to read that Ipswich Borough
     Council did not back the Broomhill swimming pool project recently
     to bring this to fruition for the eighty percent of local
     residents that want to see this pool restored.


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     I feel there will still be a considerable short fall in placement
     of local building professionals expertise: and there is a wealth
     of such redundant local expertise, some early retirees etc. Plus
     unemployed very useful people that are prepared to offer their
     labour to restore this fantastic outdoor pool.

     Perhaps the very vigorous local and further afield support
     medium, the Broomhill Pool Trust may facilitate an automatic
     service under headings of skills on their website where people
     can record their skills in offers of free or very low labour
     costs to help refurbish this pool: that most Ipswich People
     want.

     I thank you,

     I am,

     Yours Sincerely,

     Anthony W. Johns.