SAFE
JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0198
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CH-198-072211.590
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Another
nasty day 4 me peeps, YO. Inspectors at my door, fire alarms, and a
run away Dow Jones, just as I said would happen; back up to nearly
13K after the short drop. I said it all would happen, so doubt me all
you want to folks.
I
knew last night when SSJK came around just shy of 2 AM with her
beautiful and totally ass awesome strobe-light (lightning), that I'd
be punished today, as a compensation; as happiness is never allowed
for mother fucking poor old me, is it; you sick and twisted jerk off
bastards? This all began when I awoke out of a powerful interaction
on the morning of August the 15th, 1986. I will repeat
this over and over, as many things tend to get forgotten around this
little old hyperspace here in the waking fifth dimension.
Many
peeps want me to say some things, so I will try and give appropriate
answers. Just why the computer has taken over the world, is anyone's
guess, but Kathy Gatherer is no stranger to my following statement
that goes, “We all asked for it”, you bet you, and now for sure,
we're all living with it, and yes; many if not most <50 folks;
even idolize this ridiculous and absurd nonsense.
Yes,
the 'LOIS FOCA' retyped lyrics on a recent blog, brought the DJ (DOW
JONES) down temporarily; just as the punishment and the
counterattacks done to me by the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE, brought it all
right back up again, nothing new is happening here, again, this all
began on the morning of 08/15/86.
Answers
to the queries first: No, I did not realize the daughter-code thing,
might be anything at all; and only realized the truths of things,
after doing a group of GAWNUM studies that I enjoy doing from time to
time, and yes, three numbers seem to leave little room for chance
about other 1986's, without the century part of the number. If I had
known or figured it out at the time, would I have removed the U-2
stuff, gimme a bwake Elmer Butt-Wipe Fwudd? This Gawnum study was
only done a week ago. I was so busy trying to trap a corporate giant
into a bag and prove they were stifling me, that I ended up, as
Huntington cursed always, only serving to injure myself, and quite
ass severely, if I may add here and presume, Sir Livingston
Africa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
next thing is about why the earthquake happened the day following my
last studio date, when I said that only trans-dimensional music
causes these occurrences, when recorded or entered in some way, into
the 'electronic world'. There are numerous sensitivities involved, or
so it appears now, that kick in. You see, the melody was taken from
an older song, written by me in 1997, about Sarah; the way that I
remembered HER, and knew HER; on 10-SC Avenue, in Atlantic City, New
Jersey, USAESMWG; from the middle and late nineteen-sixties. This,
obviously, was enough to again trigger these weird effects. The first
time this was noticed by me was in 1980, when the music involved two
dance tunes, and the very outlandish tale of precisely where all of
this had really come from. Complexities involved in the full story
pertaining to all these things would indeed require a book five times
the size of all of the works of the great Mister Tolstoy, all
combined; so let me just try and tell some sort of shortened version
that remains somewhere, hopefully; within the realm of some small
understandability. This is all wrapped up in why, out of nowhere, the
great Donald Trump, popped up out of literally the clear blue skies
void of any chemical vapor poisons from jets or whatever, and did all
of the things he did, think about it. Many billionaires have lived
amongst us, right folks? But who else messed with me, got in with all
my peeps, shot off their mouth about me to the entire entertainment
world; and then literally became a very large part of this
entertainment giant, in and through his own empire? Yeah, believe all
these coincidences, and tape recorders, huh © Office? There is such
a thing as being too paranoid, and then there is another thing called
being nauseously naïve. Do what you wanna' do to me mother fuckers,
but don't expect me to buy into the bullshit coincidence factor, as
this is all I'm saying here.
Thank
you for not breaking off contact, I worry a lot. People have
vanished, and things right out of the Twilight-Zone do happen around
me, just as peeps seem to brush minutes with me, and then in short
order, tend to go on the normal life scale of 40-60, either straight
down to 0, or skyrocket up to 100. All of my readers need no more
blunt talk, as you know what is getting said; and if you don't, well
then; your shoe size totally eclipses your intelligence quotient,
that is of course unless you are completely and totally new to the
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN YO.
BEG,
I'll be a good boy. YOU told me that you were not all that happy,
with 'THAT-BOY', for telling his partner, on the telephone yesterday;
about how you admitted to your higher reality, from a very high spot,
in a very large city; and right on the “12th
year anniversary date”, of my 'SARAH' SONG. Sorry, it won't happen
again, and after the re-post, please come up, and put that “Y” on
there for your ol' spotted doggie, 'Zera'. I thought that was so
wonderful how you have decided now to give me a 'NN', another
anniversary maybe, #25? Are you noticing the wild government debt
connection in any of MI blogged information, brown-eyes? Out of two
possible dates in one calendar month, places the coincidence at 1:62
chances, and then the 86 with the year, the code, and your account,
at about 1:81X3. Yes, I can multiply, as PBK knows quite well, and at
young ages, TEE-HEE; and thus the odds
of this coincidence are 1:243. Now the odds go up that all of these
two items are mere random chance events, by again multiplying; hence
it is about a 1:15,066. Is anybody getting, that all the stuff just
randomly occurring in my life, just as I have claimed; could indeed
all be one huge coincidence? Sure it can be, only the odds would work
out somewhere now, to around a GOOGLE TO ONE, with no searching
needed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Want me to write a hundred digits
on the blog?????????????????
For
the queries of how can I better prove 'hyperspace', and its
effects on me; taking it to an acceptable, and more believable level;
for average folks working at Deena & Pete's Liquor Store, with
2.4 kids, and 3.2 pets; and all football games on TV in their living
room throughout the season: Well, the long version is the entire
''BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN''. Then the real short version, is, that
unless you expand your way of thinking, just a tad bit beyond the
2.4, the 3.2, and your position as Manager over at the Deena &
Pete's LS; it won't work so forget it; and so now, here is my very
best in-between try: This is what I told my pal PP on the phone
yesterday, for the most part, only one other thing now will be added,
in order to completely, and better sum up; even this major
abbreviated explanation. Men of science far greater than I'll ever
hope to be on my best day, do not openly tell the public MANY
UNNERVING FACTS ABOUT QUANTUM PHYSICS, and for good reasons. It would
do a 'Joe Paget' on most of them, and then bye-bye to humanity and
society, as well as any functioning governmental control, as well as
the total collapsing global financial system, literally within hours
or days, no puns meant, I promise. Here is what I mean, and coming
from a nobody with no degree, it is basically harmless. Now if I had
a degree in this science, I'd take some heat within three days or so
of posting this blog up for the general public. Even still, there
will be clever and covert retribution and punitation, that I'll know
is real, but will remain in the realm of non provable. It goes like
this:
Your
brain makes you what you think you are, and allows you to live and
interact in a world of seemingly tangible material people and places
and things. In truth, all there is all around you, and including you
in body and brain, are waves and particles. This is an over
simplification of things, but is needed to hopefully hold some
attention. So how is reality or this quintessential 'reality-show'
being done, who are the actors, producers, directors, promoters,
equipment operators, and so on and so forth? This is a perfectly good
question to ask of the Mountainpen. Naturally I can totally answer
all of this, and naturally, no one would be able to get it. So let me
please answer just a tiny bit of it, OK? The brain is a biological
machine of a sort, that 'produces' numerous levels of awareness or
consciousness. These many levels respond to decoding these signals
around us into a usable interaction. This is like when you go to the
Wal-Mart for your large screen high-definition television,
and take it home; and begin operating it. Crack it all apart, and it
is all just a bunch of totally non-sentient stuff that give it energy
to function, in collusion with your electrical power company of
course, and then all that other nice cool stuff that you need not
concern yourself with; in order to receive the entertainment that you
paid for, out of the thing. Your brain is like this TV set, and the
many channels that it can receive, when also properly hooked up; is
part of this as well. Hollywood has only so many acting employees to
go around. So we all see the same actors and actresses all acting out
many different lives, and in many different stories and plots, as
sometimes it is with numerous movies that they may be staring in, or
in person giving an interview, or as a guest appearing on a talk
show, and on and on. The odds that only one reality exists, is far
higher a number, than the odds that a humongous multitude of them do.
This is greatly do to the way atoms on subatomic levels have been
seen to behave, in numerous states of their orbital vibrations,
similar to frequencies, as with the
varying channels and stations, of the bandwidths of radio,
television, internet, and etcetera. Again, further elucidation and
explanation, requires serious background knowledge in the mechanical
disciplines of numerous sciences. Just as acting personnel in the
Entertainment World switch realities and roles and so-called lives,
all while being the same entity in the wave/particle
real-waking-world, so do all of us so-called real-waking folks, also
switch roles and universes and realities, or the illusion may appear
this way after I say a bit more here, but this is all that is
happening. There is one full consciousness that is living in this
huge area that contains virtually limitless other parallel lives.
This vast space needed to contain all of these countless parallel
universes that are separated only by subatomic frequency agreements
in a lawtronic system, is the
5th-DIMENSION, or all of the so many 4th-DIMENSIONAL SPACE-TIME
UNIVERSES, of which we all now are seemingly living and interacting
awake and conscious, in one single one of them. Many peeps now
accurately recognize hyperspace as indeed, this 5th
dimension. For one example, read the book written
by Doctor Bruce Goldberg, “Time
Travelers From Our Future”. This is an old concept that both Gene
Roddenberry, as well as myself, figured out decades before he ever
penned and published his nineties book, but it is without a doubt, a
terrific and awesome book, you all need to get it, and read it, sorry
'Borders', I'll miss you. Yes, I bought many a great book in the 20th
century, from good old Borders Books. Now the harder part for many in
2011 to wrap their 'heads' around, is how dreaming
fits so perfectly into this deal of HYPERSPACE. All my life, since I
was a new adult in the early seventies; I had this recurring dream,
about a school in Egg Harbor, New Jersey. Either I was driving around
searching for it, or going to it; but one way or the other; it was a
powerful piece of my life, yet why it was; was the greatest 4th
dimensional mystery, I ever could have dogging me. Only by raising
things into the 5th
dimension, just as the mighty mind of Albert Einstein said, did
things eventually begin to unfold, and make crystal clear sense.
Still, blocks and limits are there as a protection for the conscious
mind, in a similar way as the physical mobility of bodies in REM
dream state, freeze up, in order to protect against acting out the
dream; or really, moving around in the wrong or inappropriate
dimension, and end up socking your significant other in the jaw in
the middle of the night, as a result of a very vivid 'nightmare'.
This
is all that needs to be said on this for right now, but more will
come, and of course, it all ready has all been said, but then I do
not expect anyone to research my nearly six years of blogs on the
website of www.blogger.com/.
Yes
my lovely PEE, I will never ever leave you, and am always
with you; despite that state police trooper killing me. We need to
talk more about the Huntington Curse, and the Japanese who loved to
commit Harry Carry so long ago. For right now though, I must sign
off, and go about my daily errands. I LOVE YOU, PEE!
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