WHO,....ME....YOU TALKIN TO ME!!!

I am Jeffrey Ross...I am a US citizen who has nvr met the two above ..but became friends with Tamara Block Spry, an ex playmate on FB....She, along with the above mentioned has been infringinging on my civil rights for over a year, and both claim to work for you! They have destroyed my computers, cell phones..and I will be marching with signs in front of the Fed'l Bldg...contacting my local representatives, contacting every newspaper if I dont get a response or it stops!! They hv taken over my email accnts, made death threats and send msgs in my name that I have not writen...I am a man who cannot my make a call, have had my cell service shut because even though im paying tmobile, and texts as well as emails were coming from my phone; they were all harassing my friends, contacts and family; these are things that i did not write nor send!!!

I have contacted local authorities, and exhausted every avenue, including you...so you tell me, what did I ever do to maker myself suspect of anything? I am a college graduate, born in NYC...with no record, until a txt, email, or I dont know was sent to someone I met once, and it landed me in court! This peron, after 8 months, was unable to be confirmed, as was the message which was (I was told) a threatening one! So how does a 45 year old man, with no criminal history of any extreme or illegal past, end up where I am today? I am unable to write ( my chosen career), as everything has been stolen or deleted, I have been victimized by death threats and hacked on every phone, and cmptr..to the point of the destruction of 3 cmptrs, 2 tablets, 4 cell phones; but each company has told me that there is no fraud, and you have sent me in a circle..and I would appreciate a call and would appreciate that these threats stop. I am also physically diabled!

jeffrey Ross

WHAT THE.....

The lights were faded .....the tunnel dark
The two men argued....the platform....quiet and stark
One was black, one white
One fell on the tracks, as the train came closer....as it roared into sight
I jumped down to help, the roar of the tracks crept close
Why would a white transplant just not keep on walkin
Instead of stoppin and turning to one black man from Marcy who had no interest in talkin...yo mother fucker ...keep on walkin
And when he had enough...there was no more chatter, just a need for a ladder
22 seconds he had...but heroics are rare in this city
22 seconds ....as all watched him tumble in despair
But in the end, I had to yell let go
A women screamed......no, no, no
No one helped but one...one of many
Under the ground....darkness a plenty
The man who fell looked at me with horror
His face contorted in fear..as he was desperate to hold onto his Apple..and the rest of his gear.......
Someone yelled at me....don't let go they said
As the train came in at fifty...tomorrow he'd be dead
And all that was left, was a photo, one of many....a photo of a cop holding a dead mans head!!

TO THE PPL WHO ENTERTAIN THEMSELVES WATCHING EVERYTHING I DO........FUCK, FUCK FUCK YOU....PLEASE
CAN U NOT FUCK WITH ME WHEN I WRITE.....IS THIS WHAT UR GONNA DO....CAUSE THATS JUST NOT COOL...U CAN'T ENTERTAIN YOURSELVES DOING ANYTHING ELSE.....PLEASE!

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