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Hello tumblers

I have received no indication that anyone can see this page and in fact I was told that it was specifically hidden. My other blogs have been removed as well and there are still coding bugs and hacks and bugs and theft on all my social media channels and I believe my tip accounts are being robbed

Part of my process and journey and work as an artist is pain. Then healing. Then usually more pain. It takes focus and practice and dedication. It has been a process in and of itself to really accept and come to terms with the fact that I am a US citizen and the victim of a horrific act of domestic terrorism. It's heartbreaking for someone who loves this country so much and it's heartbreaking for someone who tries to believe that people are or can be good

I have emailed the police and the FBI about the crimes on my communications and financial channels literally every day for 2 years. The FBI told me they were investigating it, in writing, on the phone, and in person. They refuse to follow up and the crimes have not been stopped, let alone traced or identified, let alone prosecuted or reparated

It's been constant daily terror for over a half decade and all the institutions and people responsible for fixing or stopping horrific crimes like this are seemingly responsible or knowingly involved

I have lived in public for over 5 years, while experiencing homelessness and waiting for the authorities to solve my identity theft, and my relationship with the public is extremely intimate to me. It IS me. With that, I believe some portions of the public may be owed an explanation or update. Actually, bless you all, you are owed nothing. Even though they haven't shown themselves or offered to help me, I do have fans and supporters. I have performed for millions of people from across the world and am one of the most well reviewed and highly trained performance artists in the country. Here are some updates the public may be aware of

Seattle- I grew up in Seattle. It was a typically stressful and rewarding childhood. I was homeschooled until private Christian high School on scholarship, and then moved to Malibu California where I attended and graduated from Pepperdine university, on a full scholarship as well (they say I owe them $80k for room and board, I say they owe me $20 billion for a decade of harassment and stalking and sabotage and torture). I will never be paying them any money and I am no longer available for affiliation. I had a nice time there and learned a lot. I moved back to Seattle for a single year to spend time with my grandmother before she passed. Then I moved to New York in 2014, where I have been a permanent resident ever since. I did a small contract at the 5th avenue theater in seattle after a national tour of a kids show (I wouldn't wish the experience on my worst enemy), but it wasn't a great time and I made it very clear that I was not available to ever relocate from NYC and they told me they weren't interested in ever hiring me again unless I did. That hasn't ever been an option for me, I am comfortably and permanently a New Yorker and I wish those folks in Seattle well, but I'm retired from performance now and that chapter is behind me. I hope to visit a couple times a year in the future, as my family are all there, but the theater scene in combination with some other unpleasant dynamics make Seattle a really uncomfortable and dangerous place for me. I don't feel like I abandoned or betrayed anyone, I told the Seattle public that I was based in New York when I did the show at the 5th and there hasn't ever been any other truth than that. Also, art and theater mean everything to me and they are not the same as sports and while communities may rally around their favorite performer or local artist, I have never wanted to be a public asset of any community. In fact I've dedicated my life to being able to comfortably vanish as soon as possible. My intent is to preserve Seattle as a place to occasionally visit my family, I will never live there again and other than the creeps and crooks I met in the theater community, I wish the entire city and all it's residents nothing but endless blessings and health and success in all things for all of eternity

I've been using the stage name Peter Joshua since 2016 for all of my creative work in over a dozen different sectors. Specifically, for all public publication, mention, performance, sale, and display. It was a good move for me because I needed to disassociate from some people and companies, both psychologically and practically. I now answer to the name as if it's my own and I'm still confident that I made the right decision with that. I played several roles named Peter and Peter Joshua is the name of the male lead from charade. There aren't any conflicts and if anyone claims rights to my name or usage of it, they will be swiftly sued or worse (specifically not ever paid)

I am in the process of suing my former labor union Actors Equity Association. It's been the most heartbreaking and devastating and dangerous ordeal you could possibly imagine and has involved both US presidents, a year of daily contact with the national labor review board (who accepted bribes to purposely botch the entire thing and who are being sued as well). They committed hundreds of state and federal crimes against me as well as violated the national labor relations act literally hundreds of times. Up until they started trying to kill me, I was one of the leading union rights activists in the country and I did good work on behalf of my peers and colleagues that I will be proud of forever. But pride and greed and corruption and mental illness got the best of those folks at AEA and they will pay a historically heavy price. You absolutely couldn't imagine what it's like to give your entire life and work and hopes and dreams and heart to an organization and have them turn on you and try to murder and silence you for years. Maybe you can. The lawsuit has been in the works for the last 4 years and will hopefully be completed by this summer. I went from a nearly extremist union activist to someone who would never join another labor union in a million years. It's been the most terrifying horrific devastating heartbreaking saga imaginable and I hope it's almost over and I hope they don't kill me before it is. The executive director and president are both being fired and banned from working in the labor or entertainment sectors ever again

I busked on the subway platforms of New York City almost every day for years. Tens of thousands of hours of public performance on Broadway, while I attended sometimes up to 10 auditions a day across the city (thousands). I was told early on that the industry had blacklisted me. For being queer and having opinions and whatever else. I really clung on to the belief that if 80 people in a room of 100 are discriminatory creeps or crooks, that the other 20 will make up for it or try to stop the other 80. None of that ever happened and it was really sad to experience and watch. The whole thing is a shitshow and it's dangerous. Especially for people like me (unique intelligent leaders). I still hope to produce my debut play with music off Broadway next year and I will be releasing my first album next year as well hopefully. There's no way in the world I would ever do a stage performance contract again and honestly there's no way in the world that any one could afford me anyways lol. Oh reader, I have dedicated entire days to processing the shift of a dream, the loss (theft) of my entire twenties. No small thing. Especially for me, as I worked so hard for so long. But there are new paths now and new opportunities and I don't think I was designed to fit like a puzzle piece into the tapestry of the american entertainment industry, especially the theater one. It's built on exploitation and control and there's not enough money in it to willingly sign up for those things

If you saw me play Shrek in the Bay area in 2013 or saw me play the beast in beauty and the beast in Florida in 2016, thank you for your patronage. Those were fun roles to play and absolutely miserable professional and personal experiences. Really, incomparable misery. I'm leaving that life behind me

I built a limited liability company at the end of 2019, Peter Joshua LLC. Mostly to store and spend a small portion of the proceeds of my upcoming art sale and lawsuit settlement. I think New York State straight up stole it without telling me and I believe they are facilitating or knowingly involved in the crimes being committed on my communications and financial channels. I hope they stop soon. I am required to publish my LLC in two newspapers that I was already assigned, but I haven't been able to raise the funds for the bills because of the identity theft and related crimes. It's like being stuck up to your neck in a tar pit

I have experienced homelessness on and off (mostly on, nearly strictly the last two years) because of the crimes and my inability to raise even the smallest amount of money. I think maybe the most heartbreaking part of that was feeling so connected to my audience with the theater contracts and the busking. If you've never performed music or acted, you may not realize the invisible and powerful connection between the performers and the audience. It's there and it's real and it's pretend but it's just as physically and psychologically true as if it wasn't. And it was very painful to have my public access online stolen for 6 years and it was very painful to not have anyone from the public reach out to help me, even though I begged them and everyone else to please intervene or assist in any way possible everyday for years. Especially the artist community in New York and especially the queer community in New York and beyond. Maybe they didn't know what was going on maybe they didn't care. But I've spent every waking moment of my life in panic stricken terror and confusion for over 5 years. There's no real way I will ever recover from the damage and trauma, though I will be trying to as soon as I can

Everyone thought I was committing crimes with my art sale huh? Lol. Fuck off. I built a sculpture in 2018 using my broken keyboard that I carried with me everyday for years and have carried with me everyday since (literally, it has been strapped to my physical person everyday for 5+ years). And I tried to sell it on eBay but the hackers and the corporate sabotage prevented it from being seen. So I dropped all that and transcribed the original eBay listing onto a piece of torn notebook paper and I taped it using a single piece of Scotch tape to the keyboard and it became my life's opus, my debut abstract contemporary sculpture, "Peter Joshua s Yamaha YPT 210 Keyboard For Sale On eBoy" (2018). And I thought it would be really easy and really cool for Sotheby's or Christie's or another auction house to sell it for me. Because there's only one and I have a decade of elite global exposure and I'm 100% certain that it would do extremely well at auction. Blah blah blah. I have emailed Christie's and Sotheby's everyday for now almost 4 years about the sale. They both expressed interest, though they both have been insistent that the art piece be laundered through the primary art market. I am actually an art enthusiast and consider myself a bit of a connoisseur, and everyone that knows anything about the primary art market knows that it's just a circle jerk for rich people. I really can't have my artwork tainted by that illegitimate sector and the art piece must go directly to global public auction. I hope to close the consignment as early as this week and I hope the auction goes live this summer. I'm really excited about it and I've posted all the themes and marketing for the piece all over the Internet for the last several years, as well as sent press releases across the world nearly every week since 2018. The delay, in relation to the identity theft and stolen public access, are obviously just extortion and theft attempts. Probably a bunch of other crimes. And the worst part is is that I don't know who's responsible for any of it or who's sourcing it or causing it. The hacks and bugs must be from an internal source because they are on over a dozen apps, including my phone number and emails. It's really scary and sad and tragic and totally illegal and I know it's a historically tricky scenario when internal agencies start committing crimes (and terrorism), but I know there are systems of repair and accountability and I hope they start working soon. I have been frantically trying to notify the public of what's going on, in hopes that public accountability could fix or stop the problems or save my life. Weekly press releases to every major news outlet in the country, begging friends and family to share my circumstances, and everything else I can do to clear whatever is standing between me and the public (and safety and success). It's like that same tar pit but with a blindfold and you're also gagged and there's also a team of terrorists dancing in circles around you laughing. I am very tired, reader. In more ways than I ever thought a human could be

On my nonprofit, the lightning bird Foundation. I have spent thousands of hours working on that project since 2018, when I was given an informal valuation for my art piece and was told to make preparations to safely store and spend it. You very specifically are not allowed to profit off of a nonprofit and I have canceled the project until at least 2023 due to conflicts, including the possibility that the public would accidentally assume that the proceeds of my creative projects were being directed to charity. Not in the slightest. I have never had more than $2,000 to my name in my entire life, though I was educated amongst some of the richest people in the world and I have been eager and prepared to be wealthy since I was a very small child. I have dedicated 10% of my art sale and 10% of the lawsuit settlement to my charity vehicle, which will hopefully help a lot of people for a very long time and I am extremely proud of it and very much looking forward for the project to begin next year. Just in case there's any confusion, that entire amount will not be donated to charity, those percentages will be directed into my charity vehicle, a small percentage (5%) of which will be donated to charities (annually). Chairman and executive director I believe has been decided as my title, though I think it's clunky and showy and I'm trying to choose something else

I think I have plenty of reasons to complain or whine or even scream at the top of my lungs, and I do often. Reader, the contrast and juxtaposition of going days without eating because I can't find $10 for food and sleeping on the train every night for 6 months straight, while technically being the CEO and owner of a multimillion dollar limited liability company (the LLC is worth $0 right now, but I have dedicated 10% of the art sale and lawsuit settlement to that vehicle as well), as well as the chairman and executive director of a comparatively massive nonprofit (currently non-existent and empty), has created a mental and practical and emotional and psychological friction and stress that I really can't describe. There is a chasm and a void between my actual reality and my circumstances. It will be solved when I receive funding or the police solve and prosecute my identity theft

I am also trying to produce my debut play with music, "Ten Thousand Bucks". I found a space off Broadway that I like and because of the terrorism and felonies committed by my former labor union, I will not be hiring union artists for the show and will likely have a restraining order against them during the run. I'm not a scab or a union buster, in fact the exact opposite. But those terrorists tried to kill me every day for so many years and it doesn't matter what them or the public think, they will never be able to repair or reparate their crimes, in this universe or any other. My lawsuit is for $6 trillion in damages (and several items of injunctive and declaratory relief mostly having to do with my rights and safety). I hope to secure representation for the lawsuit this week and I hope my lawyers can recover as much as they can (I am prepared to accept slightly less than $6 trillion dollars cash, though I think even that is a small fraction of what I am owed). Anyways, I've been working on my show for most my adulthood and I'm proud of it and I think it's good and I'm excited to put it on its feet. I think I have a couple A-listers interested in a couple tracks, though in several ways, I am an A-lister myself. I posted an audition notice on Backstage and got over 1200 submissions, in addition to over 100 auditions from an open call I hosted in 2018. I hope to hand casting over to a prominent New York casting director's office as soon as possible. My target date for the production is Winter 2023, though it may be further delayed. I need to buy a house and take several vacations first

Reader, you do not deserve to know this. But it is not possible to date or even love really while experiencing homelessness. What would I say at a date? What do I do? I'm a prisoner of war in my own city and am being stalked and hunted like an animal. What do you do? Can I see your butt? Can I please use your shower?, it's been months. I am lonely and heartbroken and it will take me years to learn to trust or love people again in the way that I used to or the way that I want to. There's a chance I may be given access to my actual peers someday and some of them may be nice to try to date or befriend. I just want everything to be normal again

I am actually a very private person although I've lived in public for so many years. And I hope to become only more private as the years go on. You may follow my social media channels for more updates on my life and work and circumstances if you'd like to, though I don't know if anybody can see any of them. I've posted over 6,000 tweets, and have still never gotten any authentic organic interaction. It's mostly bots and targeted scary harassing ones

If anyone would like to find a way to send me money, please reach out. I think you can message me on Tumblr or you can email me at [email protected] . I have been really shocked and surprised that no newspapers or media outlets have covered this saga. Joe Biden himself fired the national Labor review board director who penned the final dismissal of my case (for completely illegal and incorrect reasons) on his first day of office. I know Donald Trump's team tracks everything I do, as well as global world and business and entertainment industry leaders. And every poem I write or every email I send shows up somehow in global headlines or policy or discussion or debate. I very much consider myself the world's most influential artist and it is truly a wonder of science and someone's evil strategy that most people don't know who I am. I was up for some big Broadway leads and even a game of thrones lead a while back. I'm not available for anything like that anymore and I wouldn't enjoy it anyways. HBO is owned by AT&t, who just donated a bunch of money to Mitch McConnell. That's enough for me, I can't be affiliated with teams or companies like that

I started writing poetry a while back and started writing lots more during covid, as a way to survive daily panic attacks over the identity theft and terrorism (and starvation and homelessness). I'm really happy with a lot of the poems that I wrote and I think a lot of people really like them as well. Some of them are dark and aggressively thematic, but my life has been those things as well and I think the poetry is a nice reflection of it. You can find most of it on my social media channels and you can probably expect me to publish a book either this year or next with a small collection

I was briefly in communication with Sony and Universal about a record deal, but I would never sign with a record company. They don't know how to protect artists, especially extremely traumatized ones, and I don't endorse most of those big corporations or communications companies. I plan on starting my own record label and probably my own publishing company. I very specifically was not designed or trained or raised to be managed or controlled. I should have realized that acting and music were not the right career for me, but they have been passions of mine my entire life and it would have been nice to make it work. Not in this country apparently and not how it is now, though I will still create art for the rest of my life in any and every way that I can. On my own. With piles of restraining orders and a mountain of money that I'm owed. Hopefully several teams of qualified competent lawyers

Reader, I cannot usually be bothered by accusations based on ignorance or purposeful privacy, but as my relationship with the public is so intimate and important to me, it is important to me as well that I not mislead anyone from the public. I don't commit crimes. Especially not fraud. I am ambitious and transparent. I change my plans and I fail. But I don't lie and I try my best not to harm people. Maybe if you sat in a public space every day for years, you may experience what it feels like to have entire communities contrived every possible rumor or possibility about your life or motivations or actions or plans or past. It's obviously inappropriate and offensive and harmful and part of the reason why I don't busk anymore, also because I was assaulted several times and my keyboard is broken and I can't sing without crying anymore. I guess they say the human body will only sing in the wild while mating or wooing or screaming or warning. I am an extremely good actor, but essentially screaming at the top of your lungs for 3 hours straight for $20 (if that) obviously won't work anymore for me

I'm trying to think if there's anything else the public needs to know. There are so many things that I don't know myself. I know that I'm the victim of a domestic terror attack. And that all your favorite major social media companies are complicit in the crimes that literally tortured me for over half decade, well everyone watched and laughed. I spent literally tens of thousands of hours reaching out to facebook, instagram, twitter, and the other companies about the hacks. They all refuse to communicate with me. There's never been anything like this in my country, from Julian assange to Britney Spears. And everyone in charge knows about it right now and it still hasn't been stopped

If everything goes well and as planned and desired, my art sale, my LLC, my upcoming home purchase, my charity vehicle, and my lawsuit against my former labor union (and others) will be represented by a combination of united talent agency, creative artists agency, rockefeller philanthropy advisors, christies, and sothebys. And hopefully we close all those arrangements and contracts before the end of this week. I have been in daily contact with all of those companies for over 2 years and they still haven't responded, though they all specifically told me in many ways that they were extremely interested in the projects and collaboration. I'm quite furious and offended and may look elsewhere soon, though I really need the best of the best reps on these projects, due to literally unprecedented exposure and conflicts, and I hope they reach out and that we come to terms soon

Happy new year, reader. My last two weeks were some of the most stressful devastating miserable days of my entire life and I hope they never get as bad as that ever again. I hope yours were better and that things get better for all of us soon

Peter Joshua

Instagram/Twitter: mrpeterjoshua

Facebook.com/misterpeterjoshua

PayPal.me/mrpeterjoshua

Venmo: mrpeterjoshua

[email protected]

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misterpeterjoshua · 3 years

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To confirm, I have not necessarily been kidnapped and I'm not necessarily being held hostage. But it's been months since I had access to a bed or shower and my online access to the public, my fans, and emergency funding has been stolen. It's really scary, and really difficult, and really traumatizing, and I hope the authorities catch whoever is responsible and fix the problems as soon as possible

Peter Joshua is my stage name that I use for all public publication, mention, performance, sale, and display since 2016. I am retired from public performance, but I had a fairly successful career in performance art (acting/singing) before the identity theft

While I am trying to take some time off, you can probably find a brief run of my debut play with music, "Ten Thousand Bucks", in a space off Broadway next summer. I'm really proud of it and excited about it, though some things obviously need to be cleared up first. I have an audition listing on Backstage if you'd like to submit for an audition. It has almost been fully cast, and I hope to have a casting director take over next spring. It's kind of a Sci-Fi comic tragedy, or something

Also, my life's opus, my debut abstract contemporary sculpture, "Peter Joshua s Yamaha YPT 210 Keyboard For Sale on eBoy" (2018) is coming to global public auction late this year or early next. I may be hosting the auction on my own, though I hope to receive an offer from Sotheby's or Christie's, who I have been in constant contact with about the sale for over 3 years. I'm very very proud of the piece and I hope it finds a nice home. on affiliation, risk valuation, the indelible value of rejection, shame projection, modern marketing techniques, relativity of taste and morality, the nature of value, satire, representation, mega meta modernism, transparency, our mandate to refrain, and the cost of access

Assuming I survive, you can also likely expect to see an album from me in the next year or two, as well as something along the lines of a fashion line

I gave my life to art and the public. I was viciously punished for it and it hasn't ended yet. I still trust art. Hell, I am art. I do not trust the public or any members of it. From the top to the bottom, I have been exploited, hurt, and abused beyond belief

That's not the fault of my fans, I don't think. Though I don't have the clearest grasp on the scope of my fandom, due to the communications malfeasance. I hope they show themselves soon. I'm really hurting and I need help and I have lived in public for a half decade and I need public witness and even aid

I have made blogs elsewhere. They are instantly hacked and hidden. I suspect a rogue internal entity, though I really have no idea who is responsible. It's a mess. I have called it terrorism, and I stand by it. The internet is supposed to be open access. That's the only good thing about it. My rights are being violated, not in a petty inactive microaggression way, and a very applied active terrifying harmful way

To think that a half decade of my life was stolen, and that I lived through unspeakable terror and trauma, perhaps at the hands of some underpaid deranged tech occultist with unhinged access to an internal mute button. It's pretty infuriating. Though I suspect higher powers are involved, at their own disgrace. I know lots of people don't like me. It's my favorite thing about myself. Between atheism, homosexuality, socialism, and other areas of interest, enthusiasm, and study, I'm bound to pick up some scum haters. That's one of the most exhilarating parts of life. I have no problem or even discomfort with people loathing my existence. It's the human rights abuses, felonies, state crimes and I believe war crimes and applied domestic terrorism that I have a problem with

Anyways, if anyone can see this, I hope you find it to be a mildly charming far more than cry for help. I have attached the links to my public social media channels below. I don't know if they're visible. You may please follow and share my work. I started writing poetry as a way to vent grief, fear, and confusion, and to make a few bucks for food. I am happy with the poems I created in the last 2 years, and you can probably find them in a published collection in the next year or two

If anyone on earth would like to contribute to my survival, I am desperately seeking emergency funds. I need to pay my rent, bills, legal fees, and I need to get off my feet for a bit and heal from some deep physical, mental, psychological, and emotional grief and trauma

Here are my tip links, though I believe PayPal and venmo may be stealing from me. If you send me money, and don't receive a thank you, please notify me somehow as well as the police. If anyone knows anything about the coding bugs, hacks, visibility restrictions, and theft on my public and private communications and financial channels, please report any information you have to the NYPD and FBI. The crimes remain an extremely urgent emergency security concern for myself and many others, and aggressive murder attempt, a hate crime, and an act of domestic terrorism. Yes, it's heavy. And it's really really scary and it's been going on for a really long time, while I have begged everyone I could find or contact to please assist

I have no idea what's going on. It must end

PayPal.me/mrpeterjoshua

Venmo: mrpeterjoshua (5571)

You may send any amounts you'd like, anything would make my day. You may also request a signed print of one of my poems, which I will likely gladly create and send. Make me an offer. The poem prints are not to be resold for profit and I retain all copyrights. Public display or sale for charity would be fine

Members of the public, press, or anyone else may reach me for anything at any time. I believe some of my incoming and outgoing emails are being intercepted by an unknown entity, which is obviously illegal and unacceptable. Between my facebook, twitter, instagram, and the three email addresses here, you should be able to reach me, though I can't always reply to everyone

Instagram/Twitter: mrpeterjoshua

Facebook.com/misterpeterjoshua

[email protected]

I'm sorry to burden Tumblr and it's users with this update. I've been really hurting for a really long time at the hands of some of the world's worst people, and I could really use some help

I hope you all have the most marvelous end of summer and that you're autumn is filled with warmth, bountiful harvests, safety, and peace

~peter joshua

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