THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0066
8:43
PM, FEBRUARY 8, 2011, SUBTITLE: “THE CHRIST ANDROID RIPOFF, BY
KEVIN FROM THE GREAT GUTHRIE WOOD ISLAND”
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LET THIS BLOG TAKE US A WHILE BACK INTO TIME, GOOD FOLKS, OK JOHN KING?
The
opening and early part of this journal will be a bit different from
the part that follows. Anyone without some heavy math under their
belts should not read past this second part opening. You will get
nothing out of it. I remind anyone that my intellectual property is
protected. Those like the Gibb brothers and so many more right down
to L.I. Kevin, can of course get away with a lot in this new age,
because some things work better when you understand the modern world
technology and the computer internet system and that have understood
it well for the past dozen to dozen and a half years or so. But for
right now, let me say this about that and get out of the way, all the
shit that separates the old from the new and then we can start
proceeding into the ultra new, the days past the second week in
February of oh-eleven. Three years ago, I was just about at my wits
end with Ed Lynch, and 'the family' from upstairs from his unit at
Judge Raso's rooming house in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG, and other such
things pertaining to the days of 3 years past. I knew that I was
going to be stopping everything, and then planned to buy my own
computer down the road somewhere, but things deteriorated with the
MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES and their Astral Plane counterpart, the
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, or the evil one third of this group that exist in
a condition-interaction known as the BRIGGBASE, along the wild
mysterious TECK BAY nestern shoreline, no not western. Everything
before the start of this approximate seventy day long period where my
blogs totally desisted, I will refer always and in future times past
today, as the OLD. The NEW is the first day that I shot up my blogs
from my own computer, three months later in early May of 2008. The
ULTRA-NEW is beginning on this 8th day of February, this
very evening in 2011. The period of roughly 70-days of no mans land
in this time frame is the very mysterious circa of time that some
kind of shit happened, and this shit is what I will now call, DIANA'S
PROPHECY. This blog is not here tonight 2 further illustrate or
elucidate on this, but later on it will most definitely be talked
about in great length, as it is just too fascinating to be freaking
ignored. Diana made the prediction to me long ago, only I did not
realize until the opening days of this very present time month of
02-11 that this was exactly what SHE had been referring to in HER
powerful ass prophecy, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can tie powerful things
into a gigantic court room ready bag, but without the absolutely
necessary touches of supernaturally connected bullshit such as
powerful dreams and other such related things, too much reality of
the full situation would simply go-missing. We all know that we
cannot take the supernatural into a court room. What needs to be said
before we can get all this OLD SHIT out of the way, and even the NEW
shit, and move into the 'ultra-new', must be told a little now. Then
it is done and we can freaking move on.
The
song that changed my life forever called, “REAL GOOD GIRL” has
some terrifying hyperspace realities. This is because many of my
enemies meet me at every second at the present illusion time point,
yet they R running back at me from the tomorrows of my life, while I
continue moving forward from the yesterday's of my life. I have
absolutely zero zip nada control over this, it is just one of those
one plus one things that must always equal out to two. Still, did I
spend 152 days in a 7 hour period with the disco girl, or the Berlin
Fire-guy-DJ? Memory is so tricky, not only about dreams but about
waking life events, to use your forward and mortal terminology. Also,
are these game playing giants that exist around and through us at
times, (the gods) doing something 2 me and then I am responding, or
am I doing something to them, and then they are responding? Right
away, at first sight, the answer seems so clear and obvious, not at
all mottled, no obfuscation whatsoever, yet, WOW, the bullshit is
flowing all over the freaking place.
There
is a reality called the sixth dimension. This is where an
unknown kind of energy called thought, exists and operates on its own
realm. When we have thoughts here in this waking world, this has
nothing to do with what this true energy really is on its own
dimensional reality. This reality sends downward into smaller
dimensions of hyperspace, the fifth, by moving first onto the lighter
plane, (ASTRAL) where things lawtronically filter and systematize.
When these thought-energies move down and enter hyperspace through
the dreaming's of the Astral Entities, the inhabitants of the
spirit-world, they are not in any order by nature. It is the order of
thought that creates the time pattern in all universes or songs in
the multiplex of songs, the multiverse. UNI as in universe is one
single, and verse is song, a child can see these root word meanings
and significances. As the more complex thoughts line up on one end,
the more simple ones line up on the opposite end of the line, and
under the lawtronic rule, the weight carried by any line eventually
collapses the line into a looping circle. Still, any point along the
line appears as the only existence there is, and the looping line is
seen as an endless line both in front of as well as behind itself,
hence the present, and the past and future. When a thought or group
of them is out of place and existing in an area where other thoughts
are either more or less complex, we get humans in universes as the
village idiots, or the Einsteins and the Nostradamus types. But these
simple 4 or 5 sentence explanations can never hope to even scratch
surfaces to explain away the human condition and answer all of the
wonders that mankind has pondered and quested over forever. It is
just there as an appetizer, no more.
In
the middle and later part of the last century, the 20th
century, greed and avarice became a far more powerful plague and
disease than heart disease or cancer or both of them combined. It
tops substance abuse, and even child trafficking or any other
unmentionable atrocities of the McGuire Fan-club. It was not totally
invented by Ronald Reagan, but this man indeed helped it along quite
significantly. He was instrumental in modern day corporate affairs,
nullifying the spirit of the antitrust system, and the run away Wall
Street Mafia, a term not in any way exaggerated, in fact it cannot be
made loud enough as even the crime families fear the government
criminal justice system a little bit. These bastards at Broad and
Wall are literally MARRIED TO THE WHITE HOUSE AND THE WASHINGTON
BEAURACRATS. But don't even get me going on Mister Reagan. This would
be the first general of Apollo if he was still alive and younger.
Still, APOLLO LUCIFER has a special agenda and always has, and it is
what made me believe poor Donna was HIM a long time ago after
hearing a statement that she made, and she knows what I am referring
to. Like McGuire, they always go after the younger and upcoming
generation. This is the key and critical pivotal indicator to look
for. For the few out here that wonder how a six year old child would
be able to set up a night in America's largest city, and control the
fate of two separate individuals and so much more; forget it. You are
analyzing things with four digits when you need all ten.
Reincarnation adherers are another perfect example, so setting the
record straight is necessary right now, this minute, TONIGHT!!!!!!!
The truth is that entities separate from any individual single
personalities can body snatch so to speak as the old movie showed,
let me say in a rephrase, sort of. They can operate through any and
all of us and do this very thing, whenever it suits them. It is all a
game, and the game has both rules, and a motive. The motive would
never be correctly guessed by mortal man however. It is to distract
their 'minds' away from the truth that nothing begins or ends as time
is only real in time worlds in low dimensions, and we all merely
exist at infinity. But fitting Reagan into things a little bit, here
is the the son of a bitch who decided I was dangerous and needed to
be totally destroyed, and totally covertly of course. A few simple
things made his decision for him, and DJ Donna knows them all, the
time travel only the DJ does not know
about the LOIS FOCA song, or now,
songs, nor is he aware of Captain Hunter in early middle 1987, when
he told me, a person who did not own a computer, and I quote, “Quit
hacking”. If Pat Parsons has any more bright ideas, she can send
them all 2 Con-Ed. Or she can Google up “Mark WAYNE Mohr of
Hammonton, New Jersey”. Then she can also access,
http://www.youtube.com.kingnebnooshoo/
if she wants more. I can always sing
her a little story about a man in all his glory,
who learned how to travel through
time, from the year of freaking
1980, and WOW, what a year, right MISTER ERNIE MERKER, and for this
we need to go and click into this web-site,
www.recordedpublicationslaboratories.com/,
or if you cannot scan back through a distance delay field before the
7th
day in February of the year 2011, you will need 2 add to this insert,
KING NEBNOOSHOO, after-all, he WAS the President then in 1980, not
KING NEBNOOSHOO, Reagan. Reagan was President of America, and Ernie
Merker was President of freaking RPL, in Camden, New Jersey,
USAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here is another hundred and eight reasons to
love America, and HER leader, Apollo L. Now we will leave the old
life behind forever, Let me say that the following paragraphs explain
things of a highly technical mathematical nature, yet for any who may
wish to try and grasp some of it at least on a surface level, it does
tell the secrets of the mother fucking universe, and everybody claims
that they want to know how 2 take over the world in ten moves or
less, am I correct there MISTER
RAY YOUNG of 1988,
SIR???????????????
There
was a man who would now be older like I am older, but in 1986-1989
when I had interested this computer guru who you can indeed GOOGLE UP
on the interconnected networking system of world-wide computers (the
internet), by the name of Rob Provenzono, this dude was in his early
twenties, and ten years my junior, and he placed my formula for
defeating the impossible to win casino game, in long running event,
called “ROULETTE”, into a random number generated ten million
spin system, and it came out seven percent over 50/50, hence lucky
seven notwithstanding there SCYLLA, even with the huge house edge or
VIG of 5.26%, the long running play advantage to the player forever
would still be a whopping 1.74%. Only professional gamblers
understand what a nearly 2% endless edge would do to forever wipe out
not only this game should too many pros use the system, but the
entire world becomes threatened when this formula is used by the
wealthy, and remember when the STOCK MARKET and the DOW JONES really
took off, yes it was 1983 when it finally crossed into four-digit
territory and over one-thousand points, but in the summer of 1986, it
went from 1500 to nearly 15,000 points at its all time high in the
late years of the first decade of this 21st century. This
is a 1000% gain, and the talk on the street Richard Karpf is that
“THEY ARE HURTING?”. Sheeeeeeit, I never heard anything so
fucking ridiculous in my entire life, cousin Mac, of Lester Newsman
Kaiter, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When you click onto those DJ DONNA SUMMER
MP3's, on the MARK MOHR HATEPAGE, you hear me telling about the
roulette system, or a small part of the formula. Anything that has a
large amount of numbers, 38 such as roulette, 50, or even a million,
if you break these numbers into low and high and odd and even, and
randomly assign half of them to also be black or red or if you would
rather, white and purple, the colors do not matter, as long as there
is color, range, and order, or three parameters, so that an outcome
in two parts can be compared with the remaining part following
outcome, you get a powerful reality that proves that 50/50 chance
occurrences can be predicted seven percent above the random. After
they saw me in the New Jersey casinos in Atlantic City in 1986,
consistently win at a game that Albert Einstein was quoted as saying
cannot be won unless you cheat, this is when their friend Apollo set
up the 'MI-DEAL', and ended my life, as Jimmy Carter confirmed. Long
Story Short or 'LSS', the enemies came to know that parallel event
technology was powerful and real, and also that it worked at
different percentages with different things. When they persecute me
severely, it endlessly makes the stock market gain and fly upward,
the Philadelphia Flyers Hockey team endlessly win, and other
Philadelphia sports teams lose. These bullies have tested these
things on many innocent people since 1986 and since they learned from
me my secret freaking formula. They frightened Provenzono with
helicopter attacks and they robbed him and burglarized his
automobile, and scared him off from helping me really prove all of
this is real in the late nineteen eighties.
When
playing roulette, the system is enhanced by taking all of the
possible twelve bi-parameters charted and stick figured, and playing
the single outcomes that have ratios of more than three to one. For
an example, after every red and even number, since the remaining
parameter is low and high, there follows 20 low numbers and only 3
high numbers, you would play the low numbers of 1-18 to come out on
the next spin, until the ratio dips underneath the 3:1. Using four or
even 5:1 brings a patient player winning odds of nearly 20 percent
minus the house edge. But it does require patience waiting for one or
more of the twelve bi-parameters to chart a good divergence ratio.
I
have no doubt whatsoever that my discovering this formula and then my
life changing forever in 1986, was NO COINCIDENCE!!! Then there have
been the few who throw the powerful argument up that my choking
condition started in 1983 and not 3 years later in 1986. I do not
believe that these two events were caused by the same forces or
entities. The choking, as bad as it was, and it was a living fucking
hell nightmare peeps, was JUST THE CHOKING. But
after August 15, of 1986, ALL OF LIFE ALTERED, ON A DIME,
AND FOREVER, TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY, FULLY AND UTTERLY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Big difference ladies and gentlemen, YO!!!
Much
more will get said as more blogs shoot up. I am going to find out
what is going on with the U-TUBE bullshit, and if my civil rights are
being illegally violated. No other title in the world is
called 'MI APOLOGY SONG', yet you cannot type this in and
get to my song that I legally posted, legally copyrighted, and
legally own, gee I wonder YYYYYYYYYY???????? DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!
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