TRICK QUESTIONS AND FALSE CONFIRMATIONS
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My name is Jason Elias Turner im 43 yesrs old, Im a O.I.F. War Veteran of '08. Im on disability for severe PTSD combat related. Ive been living in Dayton Ohio in this little brown house one story for almost 3 years. The purpose for this short story is to help clear up some bullshit rumors and lies thats been going around to not only people I know but to make it harder on me to people I dont know in the word around me everywhere I go. Its overwhelmingly impossible for me to keep up with them all as fast as they spread but im trying. The reason its important to keep up with rumors I shouldn't even be worried about is because of the way its effecting my life and the lives of my family without them even knowing it. Im hoping to be able to prove there all just a bunch of lies so what im getting ready to explain can stop and stop from happening to anybody else. today is 03/26/2025 its 8:06pm im home alone and thats for identity purposes and to keep a drone from being marked for where im supposedly at.
To start off theres no way in hell me or my family would do the things were said to have done, doing or planning to do. The rumors are just someones way of setting the stage to not be known for whats been done and to not be known for what someones planning to do. Everything about this situation is meant to keep me away from everybody and from meeting new people so these few people are able to control whats heard, who it sounds like its coming from, where from, on what type device they want me to appear to be on, and the rumors theyre spreading. I understand people may be tired of what im explaining but if I dont ill never get the truth out about me and my family. How were not part of a sheriff and his special deputies situation, the sheriff is just false confirming his deputies as us with our lsst nsmes, and giving them a way to make their words and actions seem like us through artifical intelligence and computer generated videos they show to people................
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