War criminals in Salisbury!

I've been in my apartment in Salisbury for nine and a half months now. Some months back I was in the laundry smoking a joint of synthetic marijuana when I felt a strange feeling in my brain that I recognized from a bar I went to in Germany in 1996. It is a sort of weak feeling on one side of the head and to me felt typically German because I felt the same way in Germany years before. I said very quietly 'There's an old German here I know. An old German, actually practicing Nazism. Nearby an old woman talked in a fearful way and admitted that his real name was Heimlich Himmler. Now I had seen a documentary about the 'Final Solution' during the Nazi Regime and I had seen the film of the meeting where Heimlich Himmler lied and said a famine was coming where 6 million people would die and that it would be better if six million people were executed so they wouldn't starve and go crazy and that there just happened to be six million Jewish people in Nazi areas and why shouldn't they execute them? Instead of being shot for the very idea, I mean if they believed the famine story they could have arranged to import food, instead of shooting this criminal Heimlich Himmler, the others at the meeting supported the idea of mass-murdering the Jewish people and the Holocaust began. This old German I detected's wife claiming that his real name was Heimlich Himmler really put my hackles up especially as I had felt that strange German 'brown feeling' and blamed him. I heard his voice nearby and he sounded like he was being terrorised or held at knifepoint or something. I asked him some questions in an irate way finishing with the question 'Are you human?' He answered in a crying way 'Of course I am.'   I never heard his voice again but I learned that there were four of these old Germans around, Germans who had fled Germany and landed illegally in Australia to escape justice. Two of them came first to prepare an airfield. In 1943 the other two arrived having fled the Russian advance on Berlin. One of these two was Heimlich Himmler. Six weeks after my learning of Heimlich's existence I heard he had been found at the bottom of the local well. I had found out that people's murdered bodies were regularly tossed down the well and I made such a fuss that a wellman was employed to go check the well. I told the police that all I wanted for the well information was to know how many people were thrown down there. They told me as each haul came to surface as the well is nearby, I have heard the lid clank back down late at night. The total was 34 murder victims, some recent, some just skeletons. One living person was found down there, Heimlich Himmler! He had spent six weeks at the bottom of the well and had survived by eating the dead. He escaped charges of cannibalism by claiming 'I thought it was chicken' but was put in the psychiatric ward of the local hospital. Before he was discovered down there I had assumed he must be dead as I had heard no further about him. I overheard a claim that I had been given a second V.C. because of his death, you see Nazis are not allowed to die of old age, they are sentenced to death. I prayed to France for a Croix de Guerre but was told no because he did not get a trial. When I found out he was in hospital I wanted to talk to France and luckily one time shortly after while I was coming home from the shop a woman of African descent was waking toward me when she said 'French' from some meters away. I was impressed because I love French women and once I had walked past her I said 'He's in hospital, in the psych ward' 'Heimlich?' she asked from behind. I said 'yep' and she asked which one so I told her Lyell McEwin Hospital. A few days later I heard that Heimlich Himmler had been taken to France for specialist treatment, then I heard he was on trial in France charged with six million counts of murder. I heard he came out of sedation in a French courtroom, looked around and said 'Kieran' and promptly died of heart failure. So he got to France for his trial. And now people say I have a Croix de Guerre. They say I have two Victoria Crosses, a Croix de Guerre, an English Knighthood and five PhDs. I have no proof of having any of these things. They say they found out by getting a background check on me and checking Global Lists. I can do this myself for $55 but I doubt it will say that I have these things so I'd rather not check then I don't know for sure either way. So Heimlich came to Australia in 1943 and he came with a strange companion who claimed to be Adolph Hitler. This creep that claimed to be Adolph Hitler came to bother me one by standing outside my window. I could tell he was dangerous and might shoot me through the window so I decided to humour him, I called him a cunt and told him to confess to the pope and begin helping to denazify the planet so he went off claiming he would fly to Rome in his personal Harrier Jumpjet and came back later telling me he had hurt the pope but someone else said it was the Pope's brother and claiming to have bombed Europe with radiation weapons. To be honest I got sick of humouring him, at one point I asked him if he had half a brain because he seemed like part of his brain was missing, he took this as a compliment leading me to deduce that he was in fact a headless body with a fake head that had been kept alive by Heimlich Himmler for seven decades. One of my neighbours, Joddah, a Lebanese Gentleman who grew up as a Hezbollah soldier, he climbed the fence and attacked this 'Hitler'. First Joddah went to chop off his head but the blade struck metal. Then Joddah pulled of his head, it was fake anyway. Later Joddah told me that he had cut his heart into small pieces and thrown him down the well. Joddah is no longer with us but he may have finally killed Adolph Hitler who was in hiding in Australia for seven decades without a head. It would have been better if he had had a trial. I have spoken to one of the other Germans, one who just came to build an airstrip in 1942. I helped him develop a passion for computers and he loves computing now. He and I have become friends but we have never met, he gets somebody to come nearby holding a phone that he is on. Salisbury is very quiet and the custom is if somebody wants to talk to you they don't ring you or knock on the door, they come within earshot of your dwelling and converse from outside where you can't see them. I have had many conversations with people on the phones of people who are nearby but out of sight. Salisbury. It's so quaint.

Salisbury

I've been living in my apartment in Salisbury for four months. When I first arrived a sweet and adorable young woman named Evelyn was shot by her husband then strangled to death by him as she recovered in hospital. Last week a new arrival here from Western Australia shot his son then was shot himself by the investigating police. As the policewoman fired she said 'That's what we think of scum like you, think you can come here and kill your relative!' The lady upstairs got raped again last weekend while I slept, I don't know who it was this time, last time it was the elderly man next-door to me. A lady across the way had taken a cialis when we agreed she could come see me for some love-making but before she could complete the short walk to my place she had been raped and was too sore to come over. I have not properly made love for months and I am becoming increasingly frustrated. I really need a steady girlfriend to make my life bearable.

What a night last night. Yesterday I consumed Kava, I didn't drink it, the government doesn't let me import it. No, I swallowed Kava tablets, too many, and it made me drunk. But then I couldn't sleep all night. I had the radio on, Newsradio, and the news was on all night. I'm still not sure whether I was dozing and half dreaming but I remember hearing that the mass murderer who poses as the West Australian Government leader, his name is Colin Burnett, I heard that he had been killed by a bomb. In itself this could be considered some sort of accident, he is very clumsy and stupid, but somehow it seemed that for some reason I myself was somehow being blamed for his stupidity! Gee why on Earth would I want some Nazi Party, I mean Liberal Party criminally insane low IQ thug of a mass murderer killed by a bomb? Sure a trial and execution would make sense but a BOMB!? I don't really like them much I mean sure explosives have a purpose like in mining, you know blasting a pit-mine deeper but how can he be forced to confess before a judge when a bomb has killed him? I suspect that perhaps his drug dealer bosses may be Al Qaeda and wanted him dead so he couldn't testify against them at his trial. And what is with me getting the blame? Did I somehow quickly rush off to Perth, set off a bomb, something I don't like at all, and then quickly rush back to Salisbury, on foot? A 6000  kilometre round trip? In the blink of an eye? No, no. Far more likely is that I was still drunk on the Kava and imagined the news reports. After all, political enemies of mine have said for years that everything I think and know and perceive is fictional and false, plus I've even been falsely imprisoned and heavily sedated and suffered a dozen or so execution attempts. So I guess I must say with all certainty; Kava, Kava, Kava, Kava, Kava, Kava!!

Adelaide;

I've been living in South Australia since the middle of January however I was back in Perth for two weeks about a month ago.  I'm renting a two bedroom unit in Salisbury, which is a 20 minute train ride from Adelaide. I can walk to Salisbury town centre in ten minutes which is very convenient since I don't drive a car. When I came back from Perth recently my Perth friend was on the same flight and has moved close by here in Salisbury, I was over there earlier today having dinner. Aside from her and her sister I don't know anyone in South Australia. What I have noticed about the people over here is that the women are really nice! I haven't really chatted with any of them yet but there is definitely something about them that I really like. Everywhere I go in Adelaide the women seem so much nicer than the women in Perth. Their totally different attitude is part of it, also they appear so much more intelligent and are also free with their warm love, unlike Perth women. I'm desperately in need of a girlfriend/lover and know it may be hard for me to find one yet I still feel loved because the women here are so nice.

I went to my 2:30 appointment at Perth Inner City Mental Health clinic today. After talking for an hour I was given a pamphlet with telephone numbers of emergency shelters. After that I was given an injection of medicine mixed with hand cream. The hand cream was put in the syringe because I am a member of the Australian Labor Party and the Irish Protestant nurse was a stupid murderer. Due to my survival and need for milk to make coffee I went back to the city in the evening. It was amusing, I was considered famous by some of the people going about their business. Others commented on how tough I was, even my Mum was mentioned, apparently my calling her and telling her about the assassination attempt was found amusing. I have a splitting headache and want to vomit and am not sure if I will survive till morning but I have high hopes. Even if I do die in my sleep then I can still pretend to be an air plane and what better place is there to do that than heaven?

I'm in Perth. Hermanna has room for my suitcase till March. I want to continue my study at the University of Western Australia but if I can't find a bed in Perth I will follow her to Adelaide. Maybe mid-year I'll be able to study at a University there. I feel recovered from mental illness and have been eating a spoon of shilajit every morning. It tastes like a cross between soy sauce and vegemite and has a good medicinal reputation. I am under pressure to find housing for myself and my income is too low to afford rent. I can always pretend I am an airplane.

Free at last

I have left Western Australia and have made it safely to Adelaide. I am feeling like a new person that is free. Here I can be myself. Perth is full of childish bullying cowards that believe having an IQ that is above about 50 or 60 means you have no right to live. I could not secure housing anywhere in Perth and my 12 month stay at the homeless shelter was over. Rather than be murdered as I slept on the sidewalk or in a park I have come to Adelaide. Adelaide is wonderful. Perth is a pit of despair where living is overpriced and miserable if you can afford it. Western Australia is beautiful and truly deserves much better than the current regime. 100,000 people live in Perth, Westralia's capital. To prevent an attack from the sea Australia claims there are 2 million people in Perth however there are not 2 million people stupid enough to do so. On a French language map of the world Perth is spelt Perv. Perv. A person born in Perv is a 'pervert' and this word entered the English language. If you check an English language dictionary a pervert is a sexually abnormal person. Perverse means obstinately or willfully or unreasonably or blindly or unaccountably wrong. Like most Perth people. Western Australia was colonised by French settlers in 1780. In 1829 British colonists moved in, and, to legitimize the subsequent British annexation of the Western half of the continent they claimed themselves to be the first Europeans to settle the area. In order to prevent this lie being discovered the French settlers were massacred. This has been a sore point in Anglo-French relations ever since. The French People wish for Western Australia to be formally handed back to them. That is civil. If it was up to me then I would detonate multiple nuclear explosives in the ocean nearby causing a huge ocean surge which would wipe Perth/Perv away like the hand of God himself. They just won't stop lying! In 1967 they were forced to admit the existence of the supercool natives, until then they believed that they would be able to massacre all of them and pretend that they were never there. Like they did to the French settlers. Even today the ill-bred whites there pretend the natives don't exist. The whites think it is ok to pretend the natives are not there making it hard for the natives to cross a busy road. France must try and understand that Western Australia is theirs and that letting the Australian Liberal Party run what is effectively a Nazi Regime is simply not acceptable. Yes France has the right to stop these Liberal Party Nazis but it is also France's DUTY to stop them and it is simply not acceptable to allow them to go unpunished.