TO KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE: Every texts started from a single handwritten and sent as Snail mail, I am Lloyd Bulala Racsa and this is where my story started... The following takes place between the year 1996 and 1998 when; at the time, the last term of, now Governor, the Honorable Jose Zubiri Jr. as Congressional Representative of the 3rd district of Bukidnon and the soon-to-be-operational CSCI company. They seems hoping for the lower positions at CSCI that, an unusual acts of violence started by two people where they'ved chased me at my school in CMU (they operates Psychological torture by seducing me), my travel to Iligan City, worked at a bus company in CdeO, schooling to CMU (a bus inspector death threatened me and maybe because of my course AB Psychology, a surname D**omal played seduction and that she's destined to marry me) and beyond.... I contacted PAOCTF, wrote a letter for them and meet a PAOCTF Agent in Iligan City. Year 2001 started the treatment of mixing an unknown chemicals to my drinking water maybe because of my actions that they don't like.I wrote a letter for the Presidential Action Center of the OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT OF THE REPUBLIC OF THE PHILIPPINES and received a reply. Year 2002-03, two people i believed to have identified as D**omal in Valencia City is spotted to have eyes on me on their unusual act. Year 2004, an evil scene similar to the bus company in CdeO is, spotted at the D**omal headquarters where we made our May 2004 Election and theirs the Unusual acts of the son of a Mayoralty candidate. There is obstruction of justiced, tampering of evidences and infering police investigations... Attacks are focus at the Psychological areas! It's like the PSYCHOLOGICAL FORM OF HAZING initiated by fraternal brothers in school, PSYCHOLOGICAL PUNISHMENT commonly treated to prisoners at penal colonies and PSYCHOLOGICAL OPERATION usually performed by the army of 403RD INF BDE to elliminate the NPA. Please read the story below... But, please also read my other vlog Wanted DEAD or ALIVE... for you to know more of me...
Once upon a time in the Year 1998. The son of the owner of a Security Agency in Maramag is,seems to seduce me by using his girlfriend and his gf seems to,not fully briefed that she has shown the intriguing mind... Two unusual agents initially, identified as, drug enforcers is roaming the BNSHI Campus and they personally are Unusual to me. Am still a child, at that time and all this comes as, my Initial findings... Theirs one house near the BNSHI which houses a group of people and, at the moment, am into their doosteps is, they, presented themselves as, If like the organizational structure. I don't know If, that is also suspicious because, for all my life, I don't may don't have the correct standards for detecting the suspicious activity, IT IS JUST UNUSUAL. My father died in the 5th of June then, Christmas Vacation is fast-approaching when, my classmate in High school who, is a peddlar of boiled and fried peanuts that, is unpeeled invited me to join him in selling. I agreed and another classmate is also joining. Our product is from Maramag, Bukidnon and we destined to go to Malaybalay or Valencia City. Business is great that, it sustains a part of my education being a graduating in High school. And graduation comes."Parehas kami ni Governor Joe Zubiri na galing sa Maramag, Bukidnon ay papunta nang Malaybalay City. At puma-pasok rin kami sa Provincial capitol dahil, Malaybalay City is the capital of Bukidnon. Hangang sa...."
The following takes place between all Fools day and June 2, 1999: After my High School Life; I travelled Iligan City, Lanao del Norte to find my future for college or Work. With a fresher mind, roaming around around is a memorable experience especially, my passing along the street of a SECURITY AND DETECTIVE AGENCY. A set of 2 people, outside of the agency is publicly showing aggressiveness, it seems, they've, already got a part of my biographical data. Those happens only once but, I suspects their behavior that, catches, my attention. Well, the management might, have the answer for this.
The following takes place between November 20, 1999 and the 1st of May 2000 at the Motorpool of a bus company, beside East bound Terminal, Agora, Lapasan, Cagayan de Oro City: At age 17, not my legal age for work. I started working as a Janitor/Ground Sweeper and is, the personal employee of Mr. Jos*** Bi***nes, Operational Manager, at that time, in his Branch. With the recommendation of my auntie, Ms. Signe Racsa, who proposed to me If, I would like to worked, on that site. My Auntie is friend and workmate with Ma'am Bi***nes who is the wife of Sir Bi***nes. No Social Security, compared to other workers in Yacapin and Bulua branches. I live with Mr. Bi***nes together with his daughter in his Staff House. It is a two door staff house, we are on the left side and on the right side resides, Mr Rudy Macasa, the Operational Manager at that time in his Bulua BRANCH. At worksite almost everybody is grateful enough for my standing, maybe because of Mr. Bi***nes but it's not. Some bus drivers are ex-military, from the PHILIPPINE CONSTABULARY as, they'ved stated and is Friends of my Father, who is already dead. Aside from i Dennis C. Mi***abas is the cousin of my fathe and is the friend of Mr. Bi***nes. My father is also from the Philippine Constabulary and works as agent of the CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION SERVICE (CIS).For all this, I could'nt see any reason....... They'ved lost my head! Somebody's planted it on my mind by, letting me understand a situation, where, am one with the Yanson family (owner of the bus company) and has a child with the daughter of the other Operational Manager. For whatever reason, whether, it'll be their test for destruction or what, they must be held liable for this. Have you imagine someone treated with, a psychological torture? Am tortured mentally! I never remember anything, about my salary. And the worst part of tortures is, by the month of February, that, even my salary where, am always preparing to budget is lost. The time of torment and torture is now at it's peak.... At every moment, all am working for, is to keep going, stay calm, relax and tried my best to understand but, I couldn't. To find the mastermind, the one responsible, is unclear. Every afternoon, my daily wages is released, I have no problem for food for Mr. Bi***nes prepares a budget for every meal as, I am under his care. So, I go malling and riding a jeep but, I could'nt deny the fact that, am thinking about the problem and, to who's to blame. Ma'am Bi***nes did planted it on my mind through, hearing that, she and Sir Bi***nes did, one time goes to an AFP Laboratory in Luzon and she was amazed as, her husband is an AFP Intelligence Service. The trick is very clean. The company is employing somebody which, is also an expert in Mind Manipulation. There came also the time, I saw the, live video footage of the STATE OF THE NATION ADDRESS (SONA) of ex-President Joseph Estrada, played by Mr. Bi***nes. Erap spoke that, he will resign by himself. "My mind might not worked well but, Live Video Footage is so very different on the News, I'ved seen at ABS-CBN Channel 2 in my permanent address in Maramag, Bukidnon a few months after the, 1st day of May 2000..." BRAIN SCIENCE? It's the affirmative Evil Brain Science! One person I couldn't forget is, the Friendly guard who, bestowed a secret that, he and Rudy Macasa are both members of AFP Intelligence Service (AFPIS), ranking as Captain. This he bestowed after, showing his issued (stainless) 45 caliber pistol and an AFP credential.I just wanted to investigate for, am afraid it will only shows up to a PARANORMAL ACTIVITY. Theirs one last act, the group of people all at the front seat on-board the parked bus and, presented themselves as, If an Organizational structure. Yes! maybe a part of it, is a Paranormal Activity..... With the jeans that's instant in Decomposition, and I'm blind of any suspects. I don't know if it is bacteria or what, but, the main target of decomposition is my front pocket. This happens after using Washing Machine, at my last month stay in the staff house. I hope the following people are still alive for, the solution of this problem. Am not against them for, I got nothing. All I wanted is, that I may Live... That, I may completed my Love Story...... I think what is just needed is, the Balance of ECOSYSTEM... Ellimination is fast Approaching and I don't want to bring myself down. I wanted the finest CRISIS Treatment on this face of the planet. So help me Yahweh, Satan, Allah, Jesus Christ, Lucifer, Jehovah and Buddha. For my family, I am the least in priority. MAYBE BECAUSE OF THIS ACTIONS, THEY'LL BE PROUD OF ME. "Mahirap ang KOOPERASYON sa pamilya ko, siguro, dahil sa kahirapan." And that's it, poverty is my main problem. I don't have much Loved from others. This is surely the reason, why cases, lasted to almost eighteen (18) years. Limited resources with my best. Sooner my best will vanish. Dennis C. Mi***abas and Sign* M. R**sa are cousins and is, the PERSONS OF INTERESTS or POI.
The following takes place between May 15, 2000 and November 20, 2000 at my permanent address in Maramag, Bukidnon: Days have pass, after, I'd stop working at the Motorpool. I thought my labor finally ended but, it's not, because while boarding at Rural Transit bus from Poblacion MARAMAG to Musuan, MARAMAG; where, am attending a Freshman Orientation at CENTRAL MINDANAO UNIVERSITY. A bus inspector publicly said, " kani siya patyon na ni siya," which means, This guy would finally put to death. The word is clearly for me! They worked so calm that, even in a public place they got hitted me. I could'nt make any actions but to stay calm and pretend that, nothing ever happens, just as what, I usually did in the past. It is a SERIOUS THREAT yet, the bus inspector is still un-identified. Am just Young, innocent and prey. "I hereby certify that the whole process is a PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE to the best of my senses and observation! They'ved upgraded themselves while, they got me going down. A part of the crime is a more cleaner, finer and an Upgrade form of BULLYING." I'ved taken the course AB Psychology, thinking that, this may be the solution for my problem especially, that this is my favorite subject during my AB Political Science course, last year. During class hours, my condition slowly becomes okey, due to the positive effect of the teachers discussions and being one of my goal. Maybe the level of my self esteem is increasing but, I couldn't control when recalling my past, especially, during my free time. I was thinking if, am one of the suspects, of the last bombing incident of two (2) buses between Puerto, CAGAYAN DE ORO and MALAYBALAY CITY. Then, so many bad imaginations that, are slowly forming my mind. Theirs one young girl who studied at CMU Lab named D**omal, at the College Park of CMU who, did fraud or seduction by tempting me to be her husband. Being a victim (Prey) of a criminals (Predator), I couldn't control remembering my past." At home, while watching ABS-CBN News about, ERAP ESTRADA which, forced by the people to leave his Presidential position. It's so very different on the Live Video Footage STATE OF THE NATION ADDRESS of ERAP, who proclaim his resignation at the TV monitor in Cagayan de Oro." It is also at ABS-CBN Channel 2 that I'ved informed of the presence of the Presidential Anti-Organize Crime task Force (PAOCTF) so, I contacted them through, a phone call. The un-identified responder instructed me to just send it through, a postal mail the complete statements of Complaints. A few months have passed after, sending it, through Post Office, there comes a fresher news that tells PAOCTF may sooner, becomes Un-operational. And so, it does. During my final examination at the University. I decided to invest my time on inquiring at the National Bureau of Investigation (NBI) in Iligan City because the only NBI Office somewhere, in Manolo Fortich Bukidnon and Puerto, Cagayan de Oro City is now closed and the Bus inspector (that's on-board with me on the bus passing the NBI Ofice) is trying to hide my spot on the office through his forearm but I can still see it clearly, that it's closed... In Iligan District Office, I ask them if, I could use their communication. I'll try to call the defunct-PAOCTF. Hoping their are still Agents. From Maramag, Bukidnon going to Iligan City, Lanao del Norte my inquiry is truly an Emergency! Un-identified Agent didn't grant my request but, they directed me to the PAOCTF-Mindanao Area. Their I'ved met SPO4 **vy Oc****, who attended my concerns. Then, finally both of us finish the conversation by, his last Statements. That he will act and respond to my concerns, in a soonest possible time. "I never seen any of his works even, at this very moment and am afraid if, he already betrayed me or He maybe turning his back, which created the conflicts between me, my family, the community and my over-all health resulting to a more complex crime."
The following takes place between January 26, 2001 to June 06, 2001 at BYTES INTERNET CAFE, University of Mindanao (UM-BOLTON), Bolton Street, Davao City: Working as Utility inside the Cafe, as a result of my continuous search for Job vacancy after, I’d stop taking my course AB Psychology, due to a financial problem. Am not so sure if, my bosses noticed but, I’m carrying my problem in every working hours. The shares between the absence and presence of mind is 50/50 especially, that I know Ping Lacson, the Chief of the defunct-PAOCTF and is running for senator with a bigger close-up Tarpaulin photo at only a distance from the Internet Cafe am working. I got ANXIETY DIS-ORDER, even before I arrived at Davao City, I couldn’t control distress emotions, I'm experiencing. The quarters where, I sleep is near the Motorpool of a Davao Metro Sh*ttle and the Unusual is, theirs a sound that tells like this, Davao City is my refuge. "Just recently, I realized this to be voice record from somebody who, tries to fool me, pretending that, It came from God and is, at Davao Metro Sh*ttle." My complaints shows, they’ve known something that, I don’t know. Unknown predators got my thoughts and surely did include all the Racsa’s secrets while, am closer to them. All I could prove is, Its the affirmative Evil BRAIN science. This case remains un-solved for already eighteen (18) years due to misdirection, mind manipulation, and the pyramiding effects applied by the predators and the subject of terminators that causes the imbalance to our entire Ecological system wherein, theirs the mouse, the cat, and the dog as simply performed by the TOM and JERRY Cartoon characters. What a wonderful world, Cartoon Network.”
The following takes place between November 26, 2001 to January 08, 2002 at Dau, Angeles City, Pampanga. It is the MONTH OF SERVICE, celebrated by the kingdom of Jesus Christ Organization. I think Dau is a barangay and maybe at Mabalacat. Well, Angeles or Mabalacat is the same at the Pampanga province. We are the Striking force and second to the last batch of MOS. Our team accupied a vacant house located at Dau. It was a big break for me being the neophytes of the Organization for, I my find time to contact the Office of the President of the PHILIPPINES through, MR . POMPEYO NAVARRO, columnist, action Line-BANDERA Newspaper. About the reports submitted to the defunct-PAOCTF. My usual duty for the organization is to serenade every streets and to conduct solicitation to jeepney passengers and at every customers at the food chain, usually at Jollibee Stores. I did the busking and not begging with the people. My travel back and forth is given free of charge by the Organization at SUPERFERRY, a Negros Navigation Company, at that ferry theirs Unusual act of two technical worker as, If chasing me.
