SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0488, KING NEB

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0488

KING NEBBY

WL-SBT-DATFILE: 072512.022

WEDNESDAY MORNING IN FORT PIERCE, FL

WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2298

TEOHIV/TMCAM/MORPRO

BSNF: “OLD MUSIC BANDS AND MANY NEW DOORS”

© 2006-2012 MARK WAYNE MOHR/MWM/MF-2/BOM

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Folks, a lot is going on all around me, in many places, here as well as all over hyperspace in unlimited parallel universes. Guess what, the same thing is happening to all of you. There is a big difference between us however. I am aware of this and totally know it to be real and true, not needing any fancy blackboard physics equations to prove anything to me, where as no one else can look me in the eye with honesty and integrity, and say, oh no Mountainpen, I am like you. They can, but as the old fable persists even to this very day, their pants would suddenly become combustible.

Today has been a noisy day with doors and nabes, but especially bad between just shy of ten tonight and half past eleven, with the across the hall nut case whackadoodles. Diana has told me some secret stuff when I was sleeping last night, and she said I am not allowed to blog the secret, why I don't know, but I'll obey my baby blond. She said that I indeed am not imagining the way these attacks seem to come at exact times and then go away at exact times, and she said other things, but I am not allowed to reveal any of that to the blog.

What I will talk about, are the mechanics of the circuitry of the seventh dimension, otherwise known as the lawtronics of cosmos, lawtron being Soul's counterpart, in a higher truth and reality, but part of a regulatory prearranged upon system, where an arena around the soul that is collective on the 7th-D and becomes unique with numerous individualized separate divisions down in space-time-mind, is the so-called waking material world surrounding us and our so-called reality. Things that are beyond far out box office hit movies of the past decades since Hollywood, dwarf next to the real hyperspace Hollywood, where Shakespeare's staff of actors and actresses have virtually unlimited rolls. In waking life, there are ways of making things happen or not happen, to certain degrees out of the norm, providing you are willing to pay a few prices in return, one is of course being labeled totally insane, and another being that you do indeed, against the good advice from David Roth back in 1988 over at my Moorestown, New Jersey home on Main Street, have to take quite a few pot shots in the dark, and then hope and pray that you did not set off a solar iron infusion.

Things that happen around me need to be measured in two formulas, and this even in great world labs all over, is not such an easy task, but it does indeed have a totally biblical based principle, and I refer to the lady who gave what we might think of as a nickle, to the church collection plate in the days when Jesus walked the Earth, or so goes the story, and this was all she had, yet the wealthy folks scoffed at her and even criticized her, as they threw in their thousands, which was chump change amounts to them because of their vast wealth. Let me explain this clearly, for the non Johnny Nash folks of Planet Earth. If the Governor of Florida, or some descendant of one of Florida's original wealthy residents, say Henry Flagler, received a phone call from one of the world's largest universities, and asked if they would meet with them to discuss a matter that is very important, this would sort of hold the same weight as if I was walking down the street, and a nice ordinary dressed man stumbled up to me and said he was on the town council and learned something about me, and wanted to know if it was true or not. In other words, and this example was pure hypothetical and totally made up, of that I swear on my oath and honor, but if Donald Trump were to make or to lose a billion dollars this week in some investment, this would be about equal to me losing or finding a five or a ten dollar bill while outside on personal errands. All things are unfortunately, weighted and based on first, what happens, and then, who you are in the status of global society. So as finding or losing a sawbuck, would not change the life of Donald Trump all that much, it wold be quite an event for me or the average bum here living around me in FPF. I got a taste of just what messing around with electronics can really do, in the very end of the nineteen-seventies, while living and owning a home, in Mantua in New Jersey, at 112 East 5^th Avenue. I have learned that this sort of has the power to erase this ratio to a significant degree. In the beginning of playing and experimenting with this 'new-science' as I saw this, things seem benign and non intrusive to the society around me, but as more time passes, the event as all events do, snowball into a not so benign or private arena. Suddenly the little chirping bed that made the chipmunk jump and fall out of its tree, landing on the head of a kitten who ran home injured and died, upsetting the child who threw a hammer, hitting his father, who was running for President of the United States, and altering the entire future, as the president that got into the White House as a result of all of this, started World War lll and reduced the Jack Hawking McCoy population to somewhere around my Private Cosmicoded Number!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Laugh at me folks, you won't injure my feelings one small darn bit. I am old, I have lived a long and wild life. I have done it all and experienced it all, or all I really want to. It is finished. My blogs also will be ending soon, I have nothing to prove to a single soul, friends.

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