DR JEKYLL CANADIANS

People this article is just for me and has nothing to do with you. This is my way short of sitting and just doing some cards, this is my way of keeping a record of the number of times I have been injected and given poisons and just the number of ways my life has been spared by the Lord over the period.

I could knock myself in my head, there was I exercising while I was living in Brampton and instead of getting smaller I was getting bigger and not even realizing what was happening. I tell you, to the pure all things are pure. I normally cooked three or four times per week so I would just cook and leave my food in the refrigerator or oven of the stove not realizing that the crooks and criminals had their agents lacing my foods with all types of substances. In the days when I did not cook I had the Venezuelan lady that would take me to these eat all you can restaurants, then at the monthly meeting of the Brampton Mastermind group they only had pastry and fruits. I remember recommending that they do away with the pastry and ordered sandwiches since it was an evening function not realizing that this was also a deliberate  part of the Nazis and Mafias strategy to fatten me. They also developed dope for my salt and my cinnamon. Salt is in everything people, the cinnamon because I love porridge. Ate porridge for my breakfast most mornings. Most of the things in my cupboard was drugged because I was unaware of what was taking place. The fat around my tummy and on my arms are like rubber tyres very difficult to melt and lumpy, very unnatural. 

However, this was my not my first set of food poisoning it started with Miss Brown at Rippleton Lane, the Nigerians gave this lady something to place in my drink. I became so constipated I had to seek help from the doctors who prescribed for me the most expensive medications. My anus was ruptured from the inability to go. People, you do not want to experience this sensation. Having had that experience every time I go to the bathroom now and peristaltic motion takes place freely, I say thank you Daddy for the ability to go!! I now have haemorrhoids from all that pushing that I had done. I mean when I lived at Acorn Place in Mississauga the Iranians used to watch me on camera; enjoying my difficulties in the bathroom and go report to City Hall, Mississauga. Daddy thank you for getting me out of Canada.

In order to continue  their demonic activities while I was in Jamaica supposedly being treated for some sickness or other when I left the hospital they decided  to start injecting me with those cocktails that would cause my hair to pull out from the roots. I would wash my hair on a Saturday and be combing and the hair would just be coming out in clumps. Prior to leaving the Bellevue Hospital the pretty doctor (oh God let me buck her before you kill her) gave me a combination of medication one time, all I remember is that one minute I was standing and the next minute I almost fell to the floor on my face luckily there was a table that I fell against, the nurse was so shocked she said “What happened to you?” Then I was asked to share with the other clients and  I did my sermon “The Lord is my Shepherd”and the doctor disappeared and immediately I was discharged. When I reached Canada I realized that my left arm from the elbow down had some serious pain, especially, when I was typing. While I was in Jamaica I had access to no computer my Brother Granville Taylor of Taylor’s Wood Products employed me to count screws, literally people! The cruel humour of the Jamaican politicians I am getting to find out. If I write on Facebook and twitter that is one screw this is the reason why. Eventually when I was promoted I had limited access to the computer. While attending the Adult Learning Centre in Mississauga (if you want to see how economic refugees look, you need to visit that centre it is the only time since I have been in Canada that I have been among my peers top of the line people bilingual, well educated, Doctors, University Lecturers, Professors, Engineers, Accountants the best of what the world has to offer, that subject is for another blog post). The teacher while speaking about the different types of employment mentioned  Carpal Tunnel I said “What? I have never heard of that before”. I did my research and realized that was what was happening to my hand and I took on this spirit of infirmity. I also asked for prayer on the prayer line ran by a lady I knew and she made some derogatory statement so I said ‘I am outta here’. Eventually the thing went, I don't even know when it disappeared one day it was there and the next it was not.  

Coming into Canada I had really lost weight because I had done so much walking, fasting and eating vegetables in Jamaica, I had no modern conveniences. I was really very slim and wanted to maintain my size 10-12. I found a park nearby where I lived and developed an exercise regime. I did not even realize the complicity of the Pakistanis and Indians from the word go. While jogging one morning in the park a Pakistani male had a dog off the leash, the dog started to move towards me as I was jogging. The criminal advised me to stop and he came and got his dog which was sitting directly in front of me. One or the other of them would always be in the park with their dogs on or off the leash. Then another incident of intentional intimidation, I was lying on the bench in the early morning in the park meditating in the cool of the morning and one mind said turn around, when I did there was a dog approaching me, when the owner saw my face (I was about to send him to animal hell) it was then that the owner decided to call off the animal. In my French class many of these Pakistanismandn Chinese came and went. I really do not know what they expected. The last Pakistani a gentleman who said he was a school teacher who taught Physics  Shoukat Iqbal. When I did my presentation on Pastor E. A. Adeboye he asked me how many hours it took me to complete the presentation. I said I started at 7:30 pm.m in the evening and I stopped at 5:30 a.m. the next morning because I had to get ready for class, it took me about twelve hours to do the powerpoint which did not include the research time. And I still have some fine tuning to do. After class he gave me a ride into Mississauga that was the last time I saw him. NBy the way the PowerPoint on said gentleman I had to spend in excess of five hours just doing the animation, sound and master slides. It had to be done just right. Any way people things have changed, just to show you that this was their strategy of intimidation; while I was in St. Catharines at the Lester Pearson Park by the Aquatic Centre on Carlton Street jogging in the night, one Pakistani young man came again with a dog off the leash. I didn't even bat an eyelid, things have changed, if the dog approached me we would roll while I cut its throat, I continued jogging the gentleman saw my face and went along with his dog. There was also some turbaned gentlemen in the mornings while I was jogging, I paid them no attention the pace must have been too blistering for them they eventually disappeared. I really do not know when the decision was taken to bloat me up like a pig, must have been after their underhanded manoeuvers did not work, for example taking a Psychologist to examine me in the early mornings while I was exercising and praying and various other foolishness having me under surveillance in the library etc. 

One of the ladies in the house also placed something in my food that I had cooked and left Sunday while I went to Church. Hence, the reason I cannot; live in Canada because I really do not like domestic work. As a result I am very meticulous about the way I do things Saturday is my Sabbath I do my laundry if there is any, my nails and my hair. I cook my soup (what can I say I am Jamaican old habits die hard) and I make preparations for Sunday, my clothes for church (I remember the Nigerians used to have on similar colours to mine on a Sunday, it took me a long time to figure out what was happening. I actually take my clothes out of the closet and iron them and put them up in my room this has been my habit for over fifteen years before I came to Canada, so with their cameras they did not have to guess how I would be dressed on a Sunday, there was no need for the Holy Spirit) and my meal preparations, soaked my peas and seasoned my meat. All this while I am listening to music, teachings or reading a book.  The saturdays are pretty much the same unless I have a meeting on a Saturday then there is some variations. Saturday is my Sabbath. On Sundays I get up early by 4 a.m. and complete the cooking before I leave for church. Hence the reason the lady could put poison in my food. From there on my food was continuously being poisoned without my being aware. They even had a spy network from the other houses across the street facing my house. They had some serious cameras anything I did in the kitchen they could tell. In addition, to my three other roommates that was a serious spy net work. I used to just sit and watched how they co-ordinated themselves. One always had to be at home when I was at home. The landlord’s sister used to meet me at the door. I used to laugh at them because most times they did not know my schedule and had to be rushing. They had some hard task masters when the going got tough they would take it out on me. That is one of the reasons I really had to leave Canada when I arrived the landlord’s sister was a nice happy cheerful single woman like myself. I saw her become morbid and so sad and then she started to accuse me of I don't know what. It ended up with her stealing my telephone and lying and stealing. I said no I am not putting anybody through this again remembering Althea Mott in Mississauga, the lady was on her sick bed. Plus it seems to be the norm that most people are trying to defraud the Canadian government. It is much easier to get through with a lie than the truth. I have proven this myself. The Pakistani, Rubina Shaikh listened to me and formed her own opinion. 

All they told the landlord, Mr. Dairo to steal and lie to me I just paid him no mind and just made preparations to leave. Miss Barbados (one of the roommates originally from Barbados) she gave me a serious tongue lashing on the Saturday I was leaving. The other little young lady from going into my room and stealing my things and putting poison in my toiletries she brought company with her when she was at home and stayed away most times. My hair products had all sorts of chemicals. It is only God why I still have hair on my head. 

The Nazis and the Mafias have developed poison for the salt, cinnamon, milk, meats and some of the vegetables. They watched me like a hawk, read everything I wrote and chased me all over the place. It was very difficult for me to fast. It did not help that they were familiar with my eating and fasting habits over the eleven years they have been persecuting me. I did not even realize that the main aim was to drive me out of the house I was living in. I remember going to the recreation Centre Cassie Campbell in Brampton on a day pass and they got this old “bruck up” Caucasian lady following me around supposedly evaluating me because I had not eaten and slept because I was running from them. All this, while I was exercising in the gym. I tell you white people are a bitch put them with the corrupt Chinese, Pakistani and Nigerians and you have nothing but sheer unbridled cruelty. The epitome of evil.

There are a number of substances that are fed to my body (yes people that is why I cannot lay myself careless again) and these are the food groups that are used.

• Fatty foods such as dairy products this one is especially for hair loss. My hair keeps pulling out and I do not know why. My kink has more or less disappeared
• Meats such as pork or beef
• Fried foods such as chips/fries, fried chicken they love the fat based foods
• Then there are the sugar based  substances, they place these directly in the sugar, pastries, pies, muffins, cakes,  pancakes, waffles and donuts. They seem to have a concoction just for chocolate based pastries because I like these. Now I avoid them like the plague. I shall stick to Jamaican potato pudding.
• Then there is a drug that is water based - They add this to my water  I normally keep a bottle of water in my refrigerator. 
• Then they have one that is vegetable based they add this to my carrot in order to reverse my good eyesight. They think at my age I should be wearing glasses. They have  decided to ensure that it happens. Obviously they have not read Deuteronomy 34  verse 7. Be it unto you according to your faith. You think spectacles looks nice and intellectual and you want to wear them then go ahead. I was there. I now like not having to.

Since I do not have anywhere to live the Nazis and Mafia have resorted to an injection campaign led by the Emergency Services of Canada. They have also resorted to Chinese medicine seems acupuncture. They have gone after my back. Thus far the only compromised tooth I have in my mouth has been seriously damaged. The Paramedics did a search of my mouth discovered it while  I was there in Quebec, used their chemicals to weaken the tooth then placed something in my toothpaste when I used the toothpaste the tooth started to dissolve. Luckily, I discovered in time and stopped using the toothpaste before all of the tooth dissolved. I now have a major dental bill. Since I have returned to Ontario they have constantly gone after my left hand. They have been snipping the muscles constantly now I have to be praying for healing constantly because of the pain when I place my weight on my hand. The Jamaica politicians also tried to damage that same hand by giving me illegal injections. When I was in Quebec one day after extensive use of my earphone on the computer, I started sneezing only to discover blood and flesh coming from my nostrils. To prove that I was not wrong it happened a second time to a smaller degree I noticed the same thing happening again while I am using the earphone not the blood but the chemicals this time. I started to sneeze extensively. I had to stop using my earphones. I have also to be very careful how I gaze at the computer screen which is emitting rays in order to blind me. Sounds like something out of a James Bond movie it is!! There was another strange phenomenon that took place while I was in Quebec, while I sat on the cushioned chairs in the library my legs and thigh just started to expand. The reason I noticed was because my pants became tighter. I had to stop sitting on the cushioned chairs. I started using some wooden ones but new library rules kicked in to prevent me from doing this, it ended up with me standing to do my work on the express computers and eventually going to use the computers in the Apple store in Ste Foy.

The Bible says the Devil goes around like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour. I have decided that he is not devouring me. It is death to dishonour although I have suffered a whole lot of indignities thus far. Persons have also been after my feet time and time again. When I was in jamaica my brother used to sprinkle a powder in order to give me athlete foot. Since I am in Canada they have just placed it in my shoes almost rotting off my toes. These days I have to ensure that I change my socks on a daily basis. They have also damaged my toes by trying to give me ingrown toenail. I thought it was God alone who was able to do that. However, their version is sticking out at me on a daily basis and another one is in the embryonic stage of development. I have to wait until the nails repair themselves naturally. I have seen where they have rubbed some chemicals on my feet in order to destroy the flesh by discolouration and stripping giving the impression that I have diabetes. I have found where they have cut beneath my big and little toes in order to try to prevent me from walking. ‘How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those... The Devil is after preventing me from continuing to evangelize and make me immobile that is why the attack has been so fierce. In terms of  my toiletries my vaseline I have to throw them away continually now. I have stopped buying I have wasted too much money. The vaseline makes my skin dry, the toothpaste erode my enamel and the deodorant cause my arm to hurt. My arms and my lips are blackened from using these products. They certainly have the Science.

Yes! they sure do have their Science, coming into Canada I have never had influenza in my life. I do not like vaccinations and it never occurred to me to take the influenza vaccine that is being offered in North America for free. Not only for the first reason stated but also because I do not see the logic of deliberately filling up my body of  antigens to create antibodies in the event that I might get the sickness. In addition, when one looks at these things that are all geared to drive the bottom line of the pharmaceutical company. I completely ignored people and their free vaccine. When I feel a little snuffle I always walk around with my Bible and my Eucalyptus Oil and honey. I take at least two “gospills” and one tablespoon of honey with one drop of Eucalyptus Oil (PM Holness now you know how it is done) and carry on with my business. Never had a cold in Canada. Plus I am always overdressed for the weather. However, it looks like this virus can kill you so people are trying their very best to give me the flu. In New York they tried, they gave me an injection by deceit under the pretense of giving injection for Tuberculosis. Luckily I caught on and did not go back for the second dose.  New York was classic, I supposed when I was in the shelter and the Nazis and Mafias told them what they should do to me, they balked so the Nazis and Mafias gave them a push. Times Square was bombed, they made a mess of the train schedules, two of the President’s buildings were set on fire and there were homeless people all over fifth and forty second streets. I mean they were everywhere under feet. They ended up slitting the head of my thumb and poisoning the food. They placed some black substance in my boots that I have not recovered from to this day. They were building up courage to give me the cocaine because the facility was supposed to be drug free luckily for me I left before they had to break any more of their own rules. They also had cameras in the bathrooms so I had to build my own cubicle when I went into the bathroom. Father just give me two Caucasian gullets I will never ask you for anything else in my life. 

Since I have been in Canada they have tried every way, in milk, you name it. Their new favourite way now, is through the earphones on the computer. A terrible strain of the virus. Then they want me to go and sit in the cold at Tim Hortons. The other night I made the mistake and sat in one Tim Horton’s at Barrhaven. I had to get out by 4 a.m. I have to be very careful where I take my tea and drink my milk. I have to be very careful about habit forming behaviour. If I do something once bet your life when I go back the second time the process has been tampered with. That is from shopping to the use of washroom. Normally I would use a washroom in Loblaws at South Keys. The other night I was in the washroom only to hear major banging on the door. I paid no mind. They wanted me out of the washroom or they are going to call the police. I told them to go ahead and did my business and then came out. I was almost finished anyway. The Holy Spirit alert you to these behaviours most of the time I am saved because of His wisdom or I would walk into many traps. I have diarrhoea regularly I know exactly when I have been given the laxative. Normally I control my bowel actions but when I am given the laxative it comes automatically. I remember when I was in Arizona a Starbucks gave me some poisoned milk and there was no washroom in the night. You know what happened. All over people's lawns. Lord help my Holy Ghost!! So Walmart, Loblaws, Starbucks, McDonalds and Tim Hortons. The latter, one day I asked for a packet of honey from the one at Union Station do you know by the time the train came and I was on my way, my nose started bleeding. I rarely ask Tim Horton’s for anything the only thing I purchase there is Tim Bits. Life preservation! In fact Daddy has told me to stop buying things on discount. Most times I get caught because of disobedience. When I reminded him that I was not working he said, ‘Raphleta, I can afford it.’

As I have said I have to be careful of habit forming behaviours, in the early days when I was more ignorant than I am now in order to avoid the harassment and constant chasing by people I would go and lock myself in the washrooms at Tim Hortons. They were  the only ones with 24 hours stores and this harassment would be taking place all hours of the morning. The Nazis decided that they would fix my business for this aberration, I do not know what they fed me but when I sat on the seats and got up, I had some serious cramps. I mean my legs felt dismembered at my ankles and it felt as if I was walking on stilts the pain was unbearable. I had to stay put for a number of minutes until the life returned in my legs. This happened to me throughout my sojourn in Quebec also. Another favourite of the criminals is to coat my pens, door knobs and I mean just about anything I have to touch in my room with a certain substance that left my fingers numb. Since I returned to Canada and is homeless and stateless they have began coating the supermarket carts with the substance. It had to happen a number of times before I evaluated the situation and realized that the reason why persons were being nice to me with the shopping carts was because that was the only way they could get me to touch anything. They would leave the shopping carts at strategic places on my approach to the supermarkets so I would not have to carry my bags all the way. Now I ignore all the carts strategically placed along the way and go straight into the supermarket and use a cart. I have thrown away many things over the years a whole lot of pens. These days all they do is just take away my pens. I noticed they are even smearing the book that I am reading.  When I was in St. Catharines they threatened me with muscular dystrophy. All I know is that I was getting up one day after my exercising and a pain shot through my legs I nearly died. Daddy what was that? Then I looked behind me and there was the poster. The Devil goes around like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour. If I was a sedentary person I would be a goner because I am very active, my diet and the goodness of God who is preserving me my body that I have been able to counteract the poisons I have been given over the years. The fat around my waist has just started to melt because I have taken it on in fasting and praying and speaking to my body you are not a part of my body you did not come there naturally you can't stay. I speak to my body. You are not natural! What can I say people bad habits die hard. One of the running jokes between God and I would be that I would go in front of my mirror and say Daddy, you know I am very glad to be alive and that all things are functional however, remember we have a little sculpting to do today a little off the legs, a little off the tummy and Daddy my arms. Of course it is working why do you think the Nazis and Mafias have been trying to annihilate me totally? Ask them how many injections they have given me over the years? And the reason why they can just look at me and say I look too good for my age. Ever since I came to Canada for the last eleven years they are trying to blind me to get me to wear glasses. They have conveniently forgotten that they are the one that stole my spectacles from Tim Hortons at King and John Streets, Toronto. The attempts to put cocaine in my veins in addition to those I have cited in my Blog Page My Canadian Nightmare. Thank God for the black leather jacket that I am wearing because it has saved me many invasion by needles. They continue to attempt to pierce my veins. When I was leaving my Brother’s house for the first time for some reason Holy Spirit said put that leather jacket aside.   I took it from the bundle of clothes and placed it with my brother’s tools. Low and behold when I returned from my journey to Quebec the first time, all my clothes had been removed except for the black leather jacket which I had separated. When I was leaving the second time I did not want to carry it because I wanted to travel light no extra weight but I took it anyway. Since then I have been giving God thanks continuously, it has saved me from cold, the rain and a lot of injections. They have tried to spoil the zipper and they have destroyed one of the links but it is still going strong. I do not go to sleep without it on my person. Since reading this article they stole my jacket in Niagara Falls, Ontario.

The latest scam by these Nazis and Mafias is to try and get me to carry a sac a dos (backpack). I have never done such foolishness in my life. I am of the generation that carried bags to school not backpacks. I wondered why persons were so persistent in trying to get me to carry this thing at my tender age of twenty seven I nearly died when I started feeling pains in my back. I nearly died, I am the victim of Chinese bush medicine. Then it all came together if I had succumbed to the foolishness of carrying a backpack they would have said the pain was the result of my carrying the backpack. I said thank you Jesus that I am very old fashioned and I do not follow the crowd. Yes, people everybody up here have this thing on their backs like donkeys. I said not on your life. I left all the donkeys and mules in Jamaica I have no intention of being one. I took on the pain and everytime the wicked and evilous Chinese come near me I let them know in no uncertain terms what I think of them. In fact, they sent an old gentleman to bounce away my shopping cart in Walmart I almost hit the head of the old biddy off its joint. Most times I am constrained by the fact that I need to leave Canada. They also went after the tendon in my left thigh like Jacob and the angel.The GO Bus hit me on that side so they just displaced it like the angel did to Jacob. I just prayed it right back into place. Let us be reminded that this indeed is a deadly game because the Nazis and Mafias tried to cripple me by hitting me with a GO bus on Friday, January 6, 2017 on a crosswalk in Brampton. We are also to be reminded that an actual virus was placed on my brassiere that almost destroyed my chest.  When I went to Meadowvale Medical Centre in Mississauga they prescribed a dandruff shampoo to deal with the virus. It was only, Holy Spirit who told me to use garlic. Hence, the reason persons have pictures of me with everything hanging out. I was ready to be eaten all you had to do was slap two slices of bread on me.

The last time the Chinese came around me they gave me two injections because I had discarded their witchcraft shoes that almost crippled me. The injections caused my ankles to swell to about three times the natural size in fact they are still swollen and sore after around two weeks. It would seem every two days I have to be injected or they have to begin the programme from scratch. I know I am being injected because the aim is to cause my body to literally slow down like an old person. I have felt the effects and I know when I have become slouchy because it manifest in my exercise routine many of the things that I would do easily I cannot and my movements are very slow. Normally I just bounce through my exercise programme and move onto the next item on my agenda. Plus when my feet become tender and painful because they are not numb by injections. 

All this has come to pass and just to show that God says the hearts of men are desperately wicked and that is what they are desperately wicked. Daddy made the creature He knows what He has created. Early this morning in the 1 a.m. bells I was sitting by the Sheraton Hotel in Niagara after the Concierge ran me out of the hotel what can  I say? The story of my life in Canada. The weather was mild so I sat by the Starbucks chairs on the le trottoir, one gentleman passed and left some coins on the table I paid him no mind. It got chilly so I put on my holey, holey coat and my black hat and sat down. I was just chilling until it was time to go to the falls and pray. That is what I do people everywhere I go I build an altar. I must have nodded off. By the way I returned from Ottawa to St. Catharines to collect my Health Card so I can apply for my passport but the Nazis and Mafias have decided that they are holding onto my health card, I am letting them have their fun for two days before I go back to my brother’s for my card at which time it will be all gloves off. First, place I am going is to the police, then I head to Toronto to the squeaky clean integrity challenged Ontario Human Rights Commission (OHRC) and then I return to Ottawa it is an election year after all. Let us get back to my story. The Concierge came back and advised me that I could not stay because it was private property and he suggested that I used the park across the street and he would show me where I could sleep. I said no thanks and in the process of getting up I found four US dollars in my lap. I was shocked, I am thinking that while I am sleeping someone must have passed by and dropped the money in my lap and that is why this big fat fellow came out to get rid of me because they know what would have happened. I said all of this to say people my money question has been settled even if it is my Enemy throwing it on me. As Dr. Myles Munroe said get busy with God’s Agenda you won't have any money problems. My money question is so settled if it is not like Jesus or the Apostles I am not interested. I will not tell you what happened to me in Stittsville, Ottawa. The Nazis and Mafias have to be monitoring me like the hawk these days to dry up my supply. When the little ODSP fools and the witches and warlocks lose me then they put the police on me. Lord help my Holy Ghost!! 

People North America is not a good reference point for financial principles about the kingdom of God. They have gone after the gift and left the Giver. You will lose your way if you try to sort through the mess.

More anon.