How to assassinate a cyclist
(WARNING VERY GRAPHIC)
by A Truth Soldier
Attempted Assassination Victim Testimony by Daniel J Towsey
This is written for research purposes, any resemblance to what happened to this author on November 22 2009 is ABSOLUTELY deliberate.
So here we go..
You’ll need a team of four put into key positions.
But before you can do this you’ll have to do some research as to the cyclists regular routine or routes commonly used by the cyclist.
You’ll need to approach the cyclist to have a good look at his bicycles’ construction and quality.
When the opportunity presents it self, you’ll strike a friendly conversation with the cyclist. Ask him about his mountain bike.
Since he is a photographer that uses his bike to go on hikes, on nature trails to get amazing photos..
He’ll be easy to get a conversation going about his beautiful photography.
While talking to him check out his bike..ask him if you can squeeze his brake levers (to determine how fast this bike can stop).
Now its time to pick the best location. What better location then a very long downwards hill.
You pick a location that has little traffic..thanks to the studying of the cyclists habits you find a perfect spot.
It is quickly determined that since this cyclist lives in a small town and that there is only one main road that this cyclist has to come down to get into town you search there
for the perfect location for the assassination.
You discover that this cyclist always comes down this street (weather permitting) around 11:30 am while on his way to the soup kitchen for comradery and lunch and to bring some
The spot is perfect.. It is a ‘T’ intersection.
What better day to pick then Sunday when there is little traffic and right in front of Gods house at that.
You pick an absolutely beautiful and sophisticated blond woman of around 45 years of age to drive the car.
So that no one watching would ever believe that this beautiful woman could possibly be so evil as to deliberately kill a cyclist.
You have this driver wait and sit at the corner by the stop sign. The driver just has to wait and watch to the left for the unsuspecting cyclist to come by and when he does.
You depend on your helper across the street to stop the oncoming traffic to your right by going across the crosswalk and stopping the traffic.
The timing has to be perfect. Just as the cyclist to your left is coming down the long hill and is about to pass, you gun your car while appearing to be making a left turn and
attempt to strike the cyclist to send him flying across the street and to land just ahead of the crosswalk.
Then your accomplices are to run over and remove the bicycle from the scene and also remove the cyclists helmet while pretending to give care to the cyclist.
So that now it would appear as if this cyclist was actually a pedestrian struck at the crosswalk.
One of the accomplices is to direct traffic away so that there will be no witnesses. The drivers will assume that there is nothing for them to do as the cyclist appears to be
attended to by caring people.
Now you need to have one lone police officer sitting very close by to intercept any 911 calls and to be the first one on the scene. By doing this he’ll keep all other honest
Police officers from the scene.
This Police officer will make sure that all witnesses are sent away. He will make sure that there will be no witnesses to testify.
Now he just has to create his fictitious accident report and all will be all-right.. He makes sure that the driver listed is an old woman of 78 years. So that everyone will excuse
the accident due to her age.
(Also if the cyclist actually survives and when the time comes to file a claim in court. They will say that the elderly lady passed away and the claim can not go ahead. That
is assuming that this fictitious driver even existed at all. And how did this Police officer identify who the driver was and which car struck the cyclist? Since the car drove away.Who told him which car and driver it was?
Did he see a car that had likely damage to it?)
The newspapers will report it all as just an unfortunate event and no one will ever know the truth or suspect any foul play.
The Police officer makes sure he does not take any pictures of the scene or any measurements. He absolutely makes sure he does not take pictures of the front underside of the
car which would show that the car actually made impact with the bicycle and not the cyclist.
He also makes sure that his Police report does not list the vehicles license plate so that the liability case or possible subsequent further investigation could be jeopardized.
Now understand that by the time the Police officer shows up all signs would appear that this cyclist was actually struck crossing the crosswalk. As the bicycle and helmet were
not visible and the accomplices are to have sent all witnesses away.
The Police officer can not say that he knew that this cyclist did not have life threatening injuries and that he believed this cyclist was fine and there was no need for a serious
report to be made.
The Police officer knew that the ambulance had called ahead for a trauma team. How would the officer know if this was not to be a fatal accident requiring a serious report?
The cyclist upon returning home two weeks later found two messages waiting on his phone from the Police officer pretending that I was okay and that he expected me to be home
that evening and said that he had found my bicycle on the side of the street and wanted to bring it over. The bicycle was brought over and showed little damage. But chain was coiled and the rear wheel would not turn anymore.
THe bicycle clearly showed that the car did not drive over it. So hows it possible to drive over the cyclist but not the bicycle he was sitting on?
It was to be another perfect professional assassination.
If you wonder why there would be a professional assassination attempt on this cyclist who is known as A Truth Soldier just start reading his articles of truth that are posted
all over the world on the Internet. You can read and or download them at http://www.scribd.com/danieltowsey because,
“When the seeds of truth are sown.
The grassroots truth revolution
will blossom form the enlightenment”
For without truth there can not be any
Truth Justice or Liberty
Remember that the opposite of truth is insanity.
Truth is the light and insanity is infinite darkness
But SH_T..it did not go as expected.
As the cyclist approached and saw this car sitting there forever, wondering why it was not signaling or pulling out as there was no opposing traffic nearby.
So the cyclist started riding his brakes to slow his decent down this very long hill as he approached this intersection with this suspicious car just sitting there.
The cyclist saw a very dark black presence where the driver was sitting. It was a bright clear sunny day but the cyclist could not see this driver through this black cloud around
Satan’s assassins never expected that this ex-auto mechanic had just replaced and tweaked his bicycles’ brakes.
The driver gunned her car as expected but never expected this cyclist to be able to stop his bike as fast as he did.
He actually locked his front tire in an emergency stop.
The front tire was skidding and smoking while the back tire was off the ground.
This cyclist was amazing, he was able to balance himself on his front wheel while stopping.
The driver must of been shocked and amazed to see this cyclist stop so fast. But this driver was determined to kill this cyclist.
This driver also slammed its brakes on to stop the car to match the cyclists’ speed and position.
The driver came to a full stop just two feet from the cyclist, just as the cyclist also came to a full stop and the back tire was about to come back to the ground.
All this time the cyclist was looking towards the driver but could only see the whole interior of the car was completely black.
The cyclist being only a few feet from the driver could not see the face of the driver. All he could see was a mysterious black presence.
So the driver turned its steering to aim at the cyclist and proceeded to move forward.
The cyclist could not get out of the way.
The car slowly moved forward and knocked the cyclist off his bike.
The impact with the bicycle was very loud, the car shook through its’ whole body. The bike scraped the underside of the front plastic bumper surely leaving marks on the cars
Now the cyclist was knocked down in front of the car lying on his left side, with his feet under the car and near the cars right tire. The back of the cyclists head struck his
bikes frame leaving a large imprint in the back of his helmet proving that the bicycle was right behind the cyclist and would of prevented the car from moving forward.
The driver had to wait for the accomplice to remove the cyclists’ bike off the scene and out of the way so the driver could go forward.
The driver moved the car slowly and the car came to rest against the cyclists’ right shoulder that was not on the ground.
The cyclists body was now stopping the car from moving forward.
The driver kept the accelerator on.
Now the car was slowly crushing the cyclists right and left shoulders arms and elbows that were draped straight down his torsos sides.
This was causing the car to crush and break ribs in multiple places on both sides of his torso where the elbows were and ribs on both sides of his shoulders.
The cyclists’ right arm above the elbow was shattered and pulled out of the shoulder joint, and the cyclist knew that his back was now being broken.
The cyclist never panicked or lost consciousness. At this point the huge car tire was right beside the cyclists face.
The cyclist realized that he had only one option left and that the car would surely break his back and kill him in a few seconds.
So the cyclist took a huge risk and did all that he could do and ignored all the pain and forced himself to quickly turn his body to his right so that he would immediately be
flat on his back not knowing for sure if the car would drive over his head.
(Fortunately the cyclist was wearing a very special hurricane or mountain climbers knapsack. This knapsack was very special. It had a solid full back plate and very large thick
foam pads. This gave support and helped to absorb the weight of the car and cushioned the crushing effect of the car)
This old mechanic was not unfamiliar with the underside of a car and its aerodynamics and knew that this was a front wheel drive car.
He knew that the car had its wheels turned to the left and that the accelerator was on.
So that when the car lurched forward its weight would be aerodynamically shifted to the right tire.
Everyone knows that when you are turning left all the weight of the car shifts to its right side.
The car jumped up and came back down and drove right past the cyclists face (The cyclist thought he could actually kiss the tire it was so close but chose not to kiss his life
good bye) and down his right torso and chest and down over his left hip, breaking multiple ribs, collapsing his right lung tearing his large intestine and causing serious damage to the left hip joint.
Now the cyclist was in horrible pain.. His head was out from under the car on the drivers side. He was still lying on his back and was looking right up at the driver but only
saw a black presence.
The car was moving forward very slowly.
The cyclist felt this black presence looking down to see the cyclists head just a couple of feet away and his legs under the car.
This driver from hell had failed to kill its victim. So the driver had one more chance and decides to floor the car and drive over the cyclists legs with the rear tire.
Thankfully the cyclist never panicked and heard the cars engine roar. The cyclist immediately flattened his legs and lied still so that the car would not break them. Then the
car very fast, drove right over the cyclists right knee and then his left knee leaving permanent damage to the function of his knees. The car drove away up the hill. (please note that the cyclist was not struck and sent across
the street in front of the crosswalk)
Now the cyclist was in a state of shock from the multiple serious blunt traumas (and internal bleeding) to his body. Fortunately the cyclist was wearing heavy clothing and a
full length coat, and gloves which prevented tears to his skin.
The cyclist was now very concerned about the cars coming down the hill driving over his body lying in the middle of the street, so he began rolling back and forth to make sure
that he would be spotted.
While trying to comprehend what was happening and thought that God surely took the brunt of the cars weight off of him.
Then the cyclist actually rose to his feet and noticed that his bicycle was not anywhere to be seen.
This cyclist knew that this was a deliberate hit on his life.
He turned around in time to see the woman looking at him as she was getting out of her car only a few feet away up the hill.
She stopped her car near the middle of this small narrow street (Portland St at Hawthorn in Dartmouth Nova Scotia) to leave enough room for vehicles to drive by.
She looked right at the cyclist as he stood with a look of complete indifference on her face.
The cyclist in horrible pain slowly stood up and with proud dignity looked right at the woman who tried to kill him and loudly asked her ‘WHY DID YOU DO THAT?” With a disgusted
look of total indifference, she immediately and calmly turned to look at her accomplice across the street and quietly and calmly asked if he had decided to call 911.
(oh and an other note that the investigating police officer never indicated who made this cell phone 911 call in his report)
She showed absolutely no concern what so ever for what she had just done.
The cyclist immediately collapsed down onto his left side and put the back of his head down on this helmet. He was in horrific pain.
The cyclist was so thankful to have this helmet to rest his head on.
Then some black shadowy figure tried to take the cyclists helmet and someone yelled out.
No do not take his helmet away.. as it was holding the cyclist head up and keeping his neck straight.
All this time the cyclist was looking to his left up the hill towards the woman.
The cyclist felt his vision narrowing and everything began to go dark. The cyclists vision was beginning to feel like in a dark tunnel. He was loosing his life he was dying.
It was a bright sunny day but the cyclist was surrounded by blackness.
The cyclist could only see through a tunnel vision of light being in front of him. He felt a blackness closing in around him.
He felt such a strong sensation of Satans angels of the dark overwhelming him.
Then he felt a light presence coming towards him
and saw a most beautiful face of a male angel approach.
The cyclist was dying.
The angel kneeled down and held the cyclists left hand.
The cyclist said to the angel that “I can not go on, I can not make it”
The cyclist very very slowly closed his eyes to die as he had stopped breathing due to the crushed lung.
The Angel immediately squeezed very hard on the cyclists left hand and at the same time screamed really loud
“NOT NOW! IT IS NOT YOUR TIME”
The cyclist heard Gods angel and very very weakly and slowly opened his eyes. The cyclist felt the power of God flow through the Angels’ hand.
The cyclist could only take a very shallow tiny breath, the cyclist took many very shallow tiny breaths while trying to reinflate his lung.
Then in the complete silence the cyclist hears the most lonely sound of all. He hears the sounds of a far far away whaling siren echoing in the distance.
Wondering if he would be alive when help arrived.
The Angel held the cyclists hand and continued to speak soothing words of comfort.
Until the ambulance arrived and the paramedic jumped out, looked at the angel and said “We are going to call in the trauma team, this is a code re__.
Then the Angel disappeared and the cyclist life was left in Gods hands.
Then the cyclist saw the investigating Police officer climb into the ambulance and ask ‘How many bangs did you hear?” The cyclist answered four and the Police officer then
The ambulance attendant then began to cut off all the cyclists’ clothing and noting that the cyclist clothing was covered in a black powdery substance. This was very strange
as the road was clean clear and dry.
This mysterious black substance came from the underside of Satans assassins’ car.
God guided the hands of all the wonderful trauma team Doctors in saving the cyclist life.
The trauma team had to resuscitate the cyclist.
Then a team of eight surgeons began the long difficult process of trying to save this angel.
It will take a book to continue writing the series of events that followed.
The cyclist is now living in his house prison as he can no longer go for walks or hikes.
He can no longer travel by public transit as he has a broken back and very limited use of his hands. His right arm was repaired with a prosthesis and he can no longer lift his
arm. He has approximately fifteen broken ribs. Has lost his large intestine. He now undergoes physio-therapy four times a week. Has medical appointments everyday and is seeing many surgeons, undergoing many xray, catscans
He is still having serious complications from his internal injuries.
The insurance company will not provide funding for the cyclist to go out shopping for personal necessities of life. The insurance only pays for taxis to go to medical appointments
related to the accident.
The cyclist has difficulties in getting any good sleep. He has just been provided with a hospital bed for his home and is going to get home health care for cleaning starting
in late April.
Unfortunately he lives in a building that is not accessible and is in the need of an electric scooter (wheelchair) to be able to go out and have a little bit of improvement in
the quality of his life.
He asked his building owner if he could make use of an exterior double set of doors that are level with the ground to use temporarily for his scooter. The owners said no. These
doors lead to a room that is not used for anything except to store junk.
If the cyclist had a scooter he could go out to search for an accessible building to move to.
The cyclist had to fight for three months to get someone to pay for him to have a four wheel walker with a seat.
The cyclist walks very poorly and very slowly even with the walker for only about five minutes. As the limping caused by his damaged knees and hips cause allot of pain for his
broken back (T8 Compression fracture) He can not lean on the walker due to the injuries to his shoulders and arms. He uses the walker for balance to keep his back straight.
He can not carry anything and is happy that he can use the walkers’ seat to carry things on.
The cyclists’ walking is so pitifully terrible that when he was walking without the walker people who saw him thought he was a drunk or on drugs. They would be very cruel.
Walking very slowly down a very busy hospital corridor was so very difficult as the cyclist had to keep his back very straight and could not walk around other pedestrians. They would walk into him and give disgusted looks
wondering why I could not walk around them.
The cyclist realizes the most horrible truth that people can not see or know what has actually happened to him and they can not know that he has survived serious multiple trauma
injuries from being run over by a car.
The injuries and event that this cyclist has survived are unheard of. When is the last time you met someone that has had a car drive over them and also survived?
Now the cyclist has to endure living a very lonely life. He observes life go on about him. Life seems to be passing him by at an accelerated pace as everything the cyclist now
does is filled with overwhelming pain. The cyclist now has to move very slowly with everything he does.
As he says his body is now a symphony of pain. Its like the conductors hands constantly moving and pointing at different spots where the pains come from.
The cyclist has discovered that his ribs that are broken in multiple places are not healing and rejoining. This is due to not having been able to sleep comfortably. It took him
four months of phone calls before he could get someone to provide him a hospital bed to sleep in at home. If he had received this bed when he got home his ribs might have healed better.
Oh and while the cyclist was in hospital he told the hospital to fix his records to show that he did not have a family doctor. The hospital refused to change the information
on his records so that the doctors in the hospital would of known that there was no family doctor monitoring his situation and that there was not going to be any necessary follow up done upon his release from hospital.
So all my in hospital records appeared that everything was in place to help me with my recovery upon being released.
This was not the case. I arrived at home incapable of doing anything for myself. I had no food and could not go out to get any. I was on the phone to the health department, charities,
the food bank and even churches. I could not get anyone to come and help me.
It appeared to me that they did not care if I starved.
The shadow government has been very effective in making it appear to everyone as if I were just a piece of sh_t.
The cyclist has refused pain killers and morphine and as such now doctors and people do not believe that the cyclist is in any pain. The cyclist has chosen to manage his pain
without these health damaging pain killers.
Now they are hard at work to destroy my legal case and want to make sure I stay in my prison and receive no financial compensation of any kind.
The cyclist still fears for his life as he has discovered that he no long lives in a free and open society built on truth justice and liberty for all.
The corporate shadow government is now completely free to assassinate anyone it chooses. All they have to do is make it appear as a normal everyday event of life. As they say,
“Accidents will happen”
Our society no longer has any checks and balances. There are no independent over seers to investigate corruption in what used to be the peoples government.
People no long seem to care for truth. For God is the truth and is why I am A Truth Soldier.
God most of spared this cyclists’ life for a special mission for this cyclist to complete.
This cyclist (The Visionary Folk Photographer) had spent years hiking through thousands of miles of Gods country and capturing visions of the beauty that God created to share
with the world.
God gave this cyclist a very special message from above.
God showed his presence..
This Visionary Folk Photographer captured the image he now calls
“Heart in the sky”
and showed it to the whole world on the Internet..
It can be freely downloaded and viewed at these locations.
http://danieltowsey.photoshop.com Glow Series
http://www.eyefetch.com/image.aspx?ID=1146055 direct link
http://www.webshot.com/user/towsey Glow Series
And many other sites.. you can freely download and use this image for non-profit only on condition it not be altered.
I am A Truth Soldier for God is the Truth
Written March 31st 2010
My name is David Harvey. I live in Columbus, Ohio. I am married and 56 years old. I too have been in a terrible accident. The truth from the US Air Force that I broke my nose,
damaged my brain, and broke my neck was hidden from me for 32 years. I have many health problems from this accident in a car. Thank God I do have a loving wife and I did not die trying to save my first wifeâ€™s
life, but I was not recommended for promotion or re-enlistment.
The last thing you need is to be bereft of all friends and family. I wish to be your email friend. If you need a friend, I am here at [BLANKED OUT BY ADMINISTRATOR]
When we die, all we have left to take with us is our good name, and the love of our friends and family. We cannot dwell on the past and must accept those things we cannot change.
But the best weapon is the mighty pen or in this case the internet. I once had a beautiful wife, 3 kids, and a good job, now I have no material possessions to speak of, 25 medications to take a day, I suffer in pain daily,
and I do have a new and loving wife.
You and I have the time to sort out the truth by the Internet and by prayer and some common sense. I have sold the TV as I do not wish to be brain washed by the bankers propaganda.
I have spent my time searching for the absolute truth of Bible and how that relates to the news on the Internet, and I find that they do relate positively.
We are slaves of the system and most do not even see or understand it.
It is our task with the time we have left to educate the masses as to their truth situation of enslavement, but the powers that own the gold. The Golden Rule is, â€œHe
that has the gold makes the rules.â€ By this rule they rule supreme over us as they have stolen our birth right from God to be free, independent, and have liberty from menâ€™s rule as subjects of
the one and true God. They wish to be our God, and we cannot give in to this. Better dead than red or a vassal of a banker or politician who has no morales.
I do believe we are on the same page.
I read your article about your muscle car and could heartily relate to it. I felt the same about my 750 cc Kawasake with a racing ignition and full Vetter fairing.
I once was strong, a body builder, with a 140 IQ and a near photographic memory, but now my memory is like Swiss chese and comes and goes and now only have a 100 IQ. The miltiary
which caused my accident has for 32 years denied my injuries as they do not want to pay out for such.
The pain from my injuries has affected my sleep patterns, I have none, my ability to think, recall, remember, organize, and act emotionally appropriate. I have PTSD and TBI,
they will not give to me the TBI diagnosis, but I do have such by the symptoms alone. I am extremely sensitive to pain now and that requires many drugs, which have terrible side effects and further damages my body. I pray
to God each day that he will promote me to glory, but few can see my internal injuries, nor do they connect they with my accident. By calling me a liar they have stolen my honor and intergrity. I have lost all my blood family,
my former wife and our 3 kids due to this accident and my ability to work gainfully. This is a huge loss to my self esteem. I could walk 5 to 10 miles, but my heart has had 3 heart attacks, 2 heart failures and one kidney
failure, due to the high blood pressure and diabetes as a result of the pain and lack of sleep, and major depression.
I want you to know, you are not alone in this world. I too see the the lies and evil doings of the Illuminati to make our free countries into slave camps. I feel helpless to
address this. I am unable to fight them physically or live on my own without their damn drugs, insulin, pain pills, sleeping pills, anti-depression pills, heart pills and so forth. For if I did, they could cut me off as they
will surely do when the Universal Health Care take full effect, since I am over 50 years old and do not work, I am a useless eater according to Hitler.
I have read several of your articles and agree with all that I have read. Keep on doing as you are doing, venting your anger at these bums is the first step of getting well
emotionally. Informing the public is one way of taking back your life and preventing such from happening to others.
It is a shame you do not have the love and affection of a wife and kids to aid you in this matter, but even if you did, as I had, they might have left you, being that pain and
depression can put others who love you off.
I will pray for you my friend and hope you will do so for me, for the Great Physician can be of assistance in healing and adjusting our feelings and reactions to this. It is
this hope in God that gets me through each and every day or I would have finished the job they started on me long ago.
Columbus, OH, USA
Nunaur Bizness said
Spent half the night reading the horror of your experiences and present living conditions on word press. I can’t even tell you the
heaviness and sorrow I felt. My automatic response was to try to figure out how to help you get out of there. Is there any way we can communicate other than here?
Rachel Ozowski Nothing seems appropriate to say to that… So much fucking corruption about, and the good get killed. What am I supposed to do? Something?
nothing? My heart aches at the pain caused by greed.