Apologies to all who have wondered where my posts have been, as I know I have promised that I would be back on track
It’s been a busy week
Mostly, I’ll let the accompanying video begin to explain what has become a culmination of explanations and discoveries, or serendipity, all unfolded this past weekend.
For our two friends in Poland, whom check this blog at least twice a week……………
I don’t think they understand that nothing I do is what is affecting their lack of “success”…….
………………………..It’s probably best you understand that nothing I do has any affect on your success, or lack there of.
So, for the two of you, and all interested in what the delays to new posts may have been, I will provide a snapshot of what my last two weeks have been in preparation toward.
Be patient, and wait till the end.
All will be revealed then. It’s only three minutes, after all.
And to everyone else, I will be striving to get back on track, in the NEW format, as soon as possible, right after I work on a track I am producing, and process the thousand pics I took at the Movement Electronic Music Festival 2014 in Photoshop.
Apologies again, for delays. School is over, but lots to do, still, and preparing for my VIP debut at Movement Electronic Music Festival, next weekend. I am working on two new blogs that will hopefully be done and posted this week. The promised “Narcissists Manipulate with Compliments” blog, as well as a surprise blog, that will show screenshots of an Attorney in Oregon displaying her narcissistic Sociopathy, by berating someone over imagined criticism of her NOT ASKED FOR OR CARED ABOUT “lifestyle choice” of being POLY-AMOROUS. Really, nobody cares but her. The Attorney Blog may come first, mostly because it’s just a bunch of screenshot images, and the easiest to write and tag. Really trying to become more regular at this, so I, again, sincerely
Ania Anicca / Ania Ziolkowska, current day, at a drug infested psytrance party in Warsaw, Poland, March 2014 She’s the one smiling, to the right, dressed all in black. We’ll talk about her massive weight gain in another blog.
Ania Ziolkowska Destroys and runs. Here she is dancing at Riou, October 18th, 2015 In queens, at Psychill Psysundays. Ania Ziolkowska Knocked out my teeth, then “punished” herself by jumping on another dick, and partying around New York City.
I stopped cold, my heart stopped, I nearly dropped the muffler on my head.
I was frozen, and it was over 75 degrees F
I just couldn’t believe she said it.
Someone I cared about, and was willing to die for, and would have done anything for, using the worst possible term in the worst possible way, for no reason at all.
If I had attacked Ania Ziolkowska, now going by “Ania Anicca” (A subject to be touched on in another entry), I could almost understand it.
Hell, if I had called her a bitch or a cunt, it might have been justified.
But that’s not what happened.
All I did was ask her, for the third time
“Ania, could you please hold the flashlight lower? I can’t see what I’m doing.”
That’s it. THAT is what got the response that opens this experience.
We had bought a Jaguar XJ-S, a 1989, from a gentleman in Connecticut, and driven it back to Woodbridge, VA, where we both lived.
Ania has just been fired from the position I had arranged for her to get, when she was let go from a receptionist position she had been doing a week before.
So she would not have to wait for me, I gave her the keys to the Jag, and told her she could go home and get me later, when I got off.
We worked at the same place.
It turns out that one of the exhaust hangers, a special order item, had rusted through, and the muffler fell off, and Ania had been dragging it behind her.
The FIRST thing I told Ania, when she told me what had happened, was it wasn’t her fault.
It could have happened to ANYONE, it just happened to happen to her.
Not her fault.
I didn’t blame her, and I told her so.
Apparently that didn’t matter.
“FUCK YOU, YOU IGNORANT ASS NIGGER!!”
That’s what I got, from the blonde haired, blue eyed, Polish, white girl, while I was lying under the car, in a Wal-Mart parking lot, trying to find a way to hang the muffler, so we could get home, no longer dragging it under us.
And it wasn’t the last time Ania Ziolkowska, Ania Anicca, or whatever she wants to call herself now, as she vagabonds around the world, scamming family members, pretending she is suddenly a “spiritual yogini”, committing adultery with the ugliest white guy anyone has ever seen, Chris “Exeris” Sevanick
“He looks like a thumb….”
That was one of the most recent descriptions, by my 21 year old female friend, before she showed the picture of “Exeris” (my god, these nicknames, they do not FIT. The latin it comes from is everything BUT an accurate description of HIM…..) to her friends, and her girlfriend.
“He is NOT an attractive man.”
Is another description of “Exeris” (I’m sorry, but I chuckle every time I see the name, type the name, HEAR THE NAME) was the description given by several other females that have seen him.
But I digress.
This is not about THAT joke of a human being, but about Ania Ziolkowska, Racist Covert Stealth Narcissist Sociopath.
We could say one could not fault Ania, due to her father, Christoff Ziolkowska (whom Ania attempted to fool me for YEARS, into believing his name was “Ziolkowski”, however the name on their Deed to their house, is “Ziolkowska”. Ania tried Gaslighting for YEARS…..), also being a racist.
The first time I met him, I was standing in their second home (yes, Ania’s family is comfortably well off, I didn’t learn till MUCH later, while Christoff would complain how hard it was to make it in this country, but has a sailing yacht, and for years, two homes, completely paid off, and in relatively high dollar areas of Lake Ridge, VA) standing in front of him with my three year old niece, reaching out my hand to shake his.
“Get out of my house.”
Was all I got in return.
Not even a hand shake.
As I walked out, I just chuckled……..
………….and then had to explain to a three year old what racism was.
Ania Anicca / Ania Ziolkowska would use racial slurs as a way to erode my self esteem and confidence
And, apparently, Ania’s father, Christoff, liked him, probably because he was lighterthan me, probably because his father worked for one of the alphabet agencies in DC, probably because he had had a trust fund, that Ania promptly conned and cajoled him into spending……..ON HER.
I met Charles, when we moved to Old Town, Alexandria, because that is where Ania wanted to move, one of the most expensive cities in Virginia, bordering DC.
I should have realized THEN what Ania was, but I still didn’t.
I was blinded by love………..
THATwill NEVER happen again.
Ania never apologized.
I should be fair……Ania never apologized without being told she NEEDED to apologize.
This was a constant issue with Ania, the fact she would do horrendous things to you, THINGS SHE WOULD NOT ALLOW DONE TO HER, and she would NEVER apologize.
I waited to see if she would realize what she did was wrong. If she would have any sense of remorse, any awareness to even NOTICE HOW IT AFFECTED ME.
I waited a week
She did not care.
Ania Anicca / Ania Ziolkowksa did not have one iota of care, of empathy, of compassion, for how she treated me, at all.
Ania’s only concern was Ania.
I finally told her she needed to apologize for what she said, for what she did. “But, I thought that was okay? Like when someone says ‘Nigga, please!’ That’s not okay?”
Okay, hold on a second.
I know we should get on to what the worth is of an apology you have to ask for, but let’s hold off on THAT for a second.
The real issue here is how do you live in the suburbs of Woodbridge, Virginia, go to the high school WE BOTH went to, live in the United States since you were SEVEN YEARS OLD, NOW TWENTY EIGHT (at the time), and NOT know that you don’t say that to a black man, especially one that has never conducted himself as the average black man (the stereotype), and is someone you claim to love??????
And I, stupidly falling for this act, explained to her how they were different things, and it was NOT okay.
Animals don’t know or care about Racism
But, even after all of this, that wasn’t the last time she did it.