Terrorism victim since my infancy - I am a survivor.

This story is my perspective of my life. Nobody can take it away rom me and I am leaving it public. I have already asked for attention of authorities in Brazil and Italy and have shared whis website as well.

ISISS Dal Collo (ITS Marco Polo). The name recalls clearly to ISIS (Islamic State). That’s the technical high school I never studied at in Italy since I went away to live in Brazil when I was 14. (I went to Italy and studied and acquired my citizenship at 7 years old because my fathers family were italian immigrants here south). My father and mother and brother never realized the parallel reality I am seeing today, although, for an adult, it is all true, with all types of details.

Before going to Italy I studied in a pre-school called Fiore (flower in italian), I passed through a school named Objetivo that later bought Fiore and still exists in Americana and in a quick passage through Objetivo they took me to ETEC Polivalente with a Van to play with cardboard on the grass. Objetivo and ETEC Polivalente are near in Americana. This happened at my 6-7 years old. At my 14 years old I came back to study in ETEC by the sister of my mother indication.

Basically, I am a victim of terrorism since my infancy:
- First I should have been dead on the trash as a baby second to my old astral perception.
- Then, I would have been offered to be a pilot as a kid into toys bought by my cousin and into proposals of his father, my uncle, brother of my father that also went to Italy at the same time.
- I suffered rape by Ju*** Maz****, in parallel to a friend into my childhood in Italy - Giu*** Maz*** and italian girl I have contact ‘till this day.
- They tried to kill my father for 50 R$ of drugs for me to suffer traffic as a adolescent into the neighborhood Mathiensen where we went to live after going away from San Vendemiano Italy.
- I should have been murdered as I have already written, with a gun in the neck, by terrorists south, with a woman of my affection, by homosexual terrorists into a van, just like the name of Dilma Vana Rouseff proposes ("De uma van na rua ce é fi" - “Of a van in the streets you are a kid”). Bolsonaro, his sons, Lula and other politics like Itamar Augusto Cautiero Franco ("Aí ta mar, al gusto, calciatore franco" - "There it’s sea al gusto, sincere football player"). But this politics is a detail into my personal story. Being also the name of my psychiatrist which my family insist into taking me to based on the same joke, Leandro Abraão Simões (“Lendo abriu os irmãos" - "Reading opened the brothers"). This are the games people play here south mainly, so imagine how many cases.
- My chase since 18 years old is being covered still by idiots singing my life, doing movies, covering my day by day and backing up with psychiatry - the science of what goes on into my bathroom. Basically I suffer real danger with people around me (girls I dated or liked as a kid included) just to take me down either in psychiatry, crime or even police. Hopefully I have the case at Police and authorities as well and have left everything exposed here sufficiently.

In Italy, my name is Ribeiro de Oliveira Matheus, in Brazil it’s Matheus Andrade Ribeiro.
To live in a place called San Vendemiano (where they make only vendemia, uva) is already betrayal. My italian family name is Miotto, so we were at the right region, but our name calls for Olives (Oliveira), not grape of the vendemia. There they insisted a little bit on planes then they have left. My perception on my adult life if. “Well, how good was my fall since my 18 years old into chase, at least it wasn’t a plane and I’m still alive with my family.”

I already exposed the homosexuals. They live in front of my neighborhood, have a whole neighborhood organized to take me down into psychiatry and to be arrested, with politics, drugs, showing guns and saying a lot of bullshit to take me down in the bar next home.

The airplane I would have piloted would have felt in Nepal, as I have already said, too (my perception, of an organized terrorism in brazil). The floods there are nothing but bombs in the middle of the BRICS (RIC). Brazil is trying to expand to South Africa its parallel power and have attacked Nepal and do have frauded Europe and Russia into the current war, as well as Palestina. It’s a Fraud of War launched from South America to the rest of the world.

As a kid I was directed to “paper” and drugs by influence of the school I entered in Americana where I was born and came back after and got to know Ju Maz, the parallel to the Italian woman that raped me.

My family… Gilson, Ana and Pedro, that are the only people that stayed with me since I was born… They are plotted and do not realize such things, but they have worked their entire life. Have not entered into parallel action. But their families I suspect do have something more to do.
We are innocent, as is explicit my father was to be murdered into Rua das Hortencias 55, Mathiensen Americana in 2014 - our first home after Italy, after some time with my mother at my grandmothers house. So, that’s mainly why I think they are innocent. They are still working as you can check in the footer of my address, at our family business. So, yes, we are innocent (us 4, with my brother partner now, 5). I mainly connect more points they do not understand. The main reason is they have been made their minds up since I was a little kid into Spiritism ("Lar da Mãe Esperança” - that my mother frequents innocently into voluntarism until this day). On my part I used drugs mainly of my high school wish to get me murdered where I got raped by Ju*** and she introduced me to LSD at my 16 years old anniversary (Etec Polivalente Americana - indicated by my aunt, sister of my mother when I came back from Italy and didn’t studied into ISISS Dal Collo in Italy, indicating the wish of the brazilian terrorist behind the scene to shoot my neck (Collo is the italian for neck), since then, when they used to tell me technical school was the future).

As a final word me and my family would not be alive if it wasn’t for me developing myself further, do not accepting bullshit and battling for my life and theirs.

So,
I am a survivor of terrorism in Brazil.


This story is my perspective of my life. Nobody can take it away rom me and I am leaving it public. I have already asked for attention of authorities in Brazil and Italy and have shared whis website as well.