SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0393
SUPPLEMENTAL ENTRY
SHORTLY AFTER POSTING UP LAST BLOG
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I JUST TOOK A MAJOR CRASH LEVEL HELICOPTER ASSAULT, IT FLEW DIRECTLY ZENITH OVER MY 601 PHA BUILDING AT ROUGHLY 20 MINUTES SHY OF NINE THIS SUNDAY EVENING ON THE 100TH YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE SINKING OF TITANIC VESSEL ON APRIL THE 15TH IN 1912, YESTERFUCKINGDAY TO ME.
Folks, it is quite obvious that THEY do not like the subject of {{(('EXPLORATRONS'))}} discussed a whole lot on MY blogs, as well as other SORE GLAND SUBJECTS. WOW.
I STRONGLY URGE PEEPS TO CLICK ON MY TUNES FROM EITHER RIGHT HERE IF YOU ARE UP AT THE BLOGGER WEBSITE OF BLOGGER DOT COM, JUST GO OVER TO THE RIGHT COLUMN AND FIND ANY NON SAFE JOURNAL POSTINGS. IF YOU ARE ON THE WEBSITE OF THE GREAT WONDERFUL WORDPRESS, YOU CAN ACCESS THE BLOGGER SITE BY HIGHLIGHTING ON THIS AND CLICK AWAY, GO HERE, http://www.theansweristheqyuestioncontinues.blogspot.com/ AS THIS WILL BRING YOU THERE, OR IF YOU GO TO THE GREAT ILLUSTRIOUS AND MARVELOUS YOUTUBE, CLICK THE SEARCH BOX AND TYPE IN THIS: 'KING NEBNOOSHOO'. THEN CLICK ON A SONG THAT REALLY HITS HOME ON THIS TABOO SUBJECT OF SKY PERSECUTION THAT ALL BEGAN IN 1986 WITH ME, AS DID MY CASINO WINNING, AND THE REDISCOVERY OF MY TERRIFIC DAUGHTER.
Yes peeps, YO; one powerful way to always know when you get an enemies goat, to quote the great Ray Massey fro McAndrews And Forbes Licorice on Jefferson Street in Camden,m New Jersey, where I did more of my world famous, non barnacle cleaning security guard work at, back from late in 1979 through middle 1982, on the weekends, as full time, my work during most of this time period was at the RPL Sound Recording Studios, you can GOOGLE up both of these Camden world famous places, it is up there, a little sanitized, but up there, as I was there in more ways than one, as last night, I was both in the future as well as in the past. Yes, I was indeed, and will tell it to you now, but let me first finish the goat getting deal of letter sixteen in multiples, 161616161616161616. This tends to anger peeps. In any event, I do not go back on promises, I keep my word, this is all that gets said on this, but here is the goat that has nothing to do with 161616161616161616161616.
YES SIR/MAM, let me tell this right here and right now my lovely Lieutenant Van Buren.
When somebody gets mad as hell every time you say or do something that all of logic tells you that it should not, unless they have either feelings of direct or suppressed guilt, shame, anger, sadness, disappointment, or whatever, then they are 99% of the time both in the wrong, and you are not imagining they're being upset and mad or even worried, whether they show it directly or keep it inside. Now any moron can fly a loud chopper over your roof and shake your building, as they have now for two straight weekends with me over this building, and all it does is cause me to go back and reread the blog that I just posted up, and then I know what is getting them all frisky and nuclear, and will do it all that much more now, so now you can go ahead and really get upset, you fucking jerk offs.
LSS, EXPLORATRONICS WILL BE HAMMERED ON FOR SOME TIME STARTING THIS VERTY WEEK, AND SO WILL OTHER STUFF THAT I KNOW OBVIOUSLY PISSED THESE TWISTED PISS DRINKERS OFF TODAY JUST A COUPLE OF HOURS BACK, HA HA HA HA HA!!!! 4 RIGHT NOW HOWEVER, LET ME TELL YOU A LITTLE BIT ABOUT LAST NIGHT AND (MY) POWERFUL NON INTRO TAPE DREAMING INTERACTIONS, BOTH IN THWE PAST AND THE FUTURE, IN FAR OUT NON LOCALIZED AREAS IN FABULOUS 5TH DIMENSIONAL HYPERSPACE, HARD TO TRUMP THAT WITH ACES, KINGS, OR MICKEYS. OH ANI'T THAT LOVELY!!!!
I was with my boss Donald Cialoni from RPL, he was still working there and having an 80th birthday. He had struck it rich on a lottery a number of years ago and had bought the place, and worked there for fun and something to do. He told me that when I did my SARAH song there back in 1997, that I had been hypnotized by the engineer, Joseph Campbell, on orders from Paula King, and that my entire future is just a dream, and I was just now coming out of the hypnosis and it was 1997 and always had been. They even called my mom and her and her friend Audrey Heller came in Audrey's car to pick me up as I was too dazed and bonkered out to drive. The EXOPLORATRONS are acting up huge time as I thought they would, BING BUT A BANG BUT A BOOM, Marucci, Massuci, Marcucci, WOLF WOLF!!!!!!!! When I got home, the roads were all different all over Camden County, I lived in a town called Pennington, New Jersey, where Westmont and Haddonfield all exist here in this world, and it was one quite large inner city that was close to Camden and the studio, and in-between was all woods and highways, and nothing else was anywhere. I had a next door neighbor who had a sports car who revved it up continually and was literally next door, his garage was next to mine, fortunately the houses further separated us. His mom and my mom and Audrey were all friends. He had a sister who was only twelve but was six foot six inches high and was more beautiful than a goddess. Her name was Elandra. She came over after I was alone in the place and she knocked me down on my bed and raped me brutally. She was powerful and had the build of a voluptuous fashion model, yet the arm strength of Hercules. She told me she had a friend who wanted to meet me and when she came over, it was my daughter Pee, only she had no memory of me. She had brought over her newest invention that is also what I have told about here on other blogs, and there it was, right before my dam eyes. She wanted to test it out and had the one station with her and plugged it into my computer, while Elandra was sitting on the bed combing her beautiful long curly jet black hair and smiling at me. Then Pee told me to get onto the tower and that she had the other one next door at Elandra's house. When she clicked the mouse, I remember fading into a quick sleep, and being next door wide awake in the other tower station, only the house was ancient all of a sudden, or really, unkept, cobwebs, it all ready was a mess over there but now it was beyond description. I will tell just a smattering of this. I had ended up in the year 2019, no one had ever been there since the incident, and the place was thought of as haunted after I had vanished in 1997. Even though it was only 22 years ahead in time, I was in a place that smelled and looked 100 years old, boards on the window, right out of the movie, “The Time Machine” by Wells. I managed to escape the house and somehow managed to also get on with my life in these new times, and I was working in a not very pleasant place, SOSO-WEIN, and LSS, I was fired from my job, but not in any way I ever dreamed of. It was done on video. Everyone was hired and fired on video. No one was legally allowed to hire or fire in person, some strange federal new law passed by President Trump. In any event, it was the weirdest and most awful trip I have ever taken through time and hyperspace. The EXPLORATRON guess the name of the guests next door, are really slamming and acting up, this is one real bad day, and I am holding at FIDDAM-3, and if this does not back off very soon, the entire planet will be totally obliterated and destroyed within a very few short months by a string of sub-field electromagnetic energies. Go ahead, try me MF's.
MMMMMMMMMMMMagnesonic, scan enemies and destroy them all or else, and STOP.
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