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ALL MIGHTY GODDESS AND EVERYONE'S AS WELL,
SARAH-STACEY
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This
was a very nasty day for me, L-4, filled with siege and noise, and of
course as a result of parallel-event-technology, their DOW
JONES MARKETS TOTALLY FLEW LIKE JET AIRPLANES.
WEIN-SOSO-SSDD? I personally, as stated numerous times before over
nearly seven years of my blogging career now, do not give nineteen
and a quarter miserable stinky butt-winds which way the stock market
goes, as I am poor and hold no shares of stock, nor trade in anything
on the global trading markets, from options to commodities to all
sorts of wealthy person business-gaming strategies, all though I have
traded in just about everything in the past, and do have trading
experience. In 1979, a person could buy a commodities contract for
800 dollars on a margin, and control huge amounts of precious metals.
Now, these margins have all been significantly raised to where this
is no longer an 'option' for the little 99ers. But none of this is my
point for today, as my real true and loyal Morians all know about
PARALLEL-EVENT or statistical technology. I only object to scum bag
people who have all joined up with SATANS ARMY in a metaphorical
terminology of course, but it is all just as real and just the same
thing, be it that or be it the way folks in olden days might perceive
things when religions were all getting started, but people who then
go onto do things that are covert and evil, such as misuse an
invisible reality called APE. This stands for APPLIED PARALLEL EVENT.
If for example, I were to observe and then come to learn, that by
driving red trucks around your house and where you go, causes gold
prices to soar; and I just went out close to ten miles at sea, and
dove for a little bit of gold doubloon coins, after any of these
recent storms, such as last year it could have been good old Irene,
and this year it could have been good old Sandy; but I know where to
go so that even though all I would have is a small fish pale and some
diving gear and a partner, because my dad left me charts and stuff
that is loose and light, as opposed to heavy gold bullion bricks and
heavy historical artifacts from centuries ago, sunken below the water
as well as the sand and soot and scattered in reverse cone shape
areas from spots I know about from long vanished and disintegrated
Spanish and Portuguese treasure galleons; but this makes me the
biggest piece of scum in the universe. Who am I to mess with somebody
in ways that can never be proven for the rest of their lives? Maybe
this poor fellow watched his parents burn to death in a freaking
vehicle fire at the tender age of four years, and this vehicle was a
bright red truck. So this poor dude might just abhor red trucks and
get sick every time one was nearby. That would be bad enough, but to
add to his miseries would seem to be unconscionable. Well, there are
people in secret societies who go around keeping close watch and
recording carefully, charting results meticulously and continually
over months an din some cases even years; and then they find out that
when certain things are done to them that would never appear to be a
violation or illegal act to do in and of itelf, and then, they pay to
have this stuff done for the rest of their life so they can endlessly
profit, and this is going on as I speak and type this message folks,
and you do not even know if you are one of the targeted and randomly
selected people. If you want to increase your odds for being listed
and targeted by totally black-ops branches of totally unknown BFA
sponsored by the super wealthy world owners, just do the following
things. Get into any non mainstream group or interest or topic, the
main ones of course will always be large weaponry, then UFO stuff,
then any and all conspiracy theory based other subjects. Just
downloading enough or viewing enough internet videos or searching the
wrong things enough that are perfectly legal to do, and you will make
the TARGET LIST. When your life
suddenly changes, lost jobs, lost mates, and things get worse and
worse with sicknesses that many times cannot be fully rationally
explained, and the list could read on and on, but if you know what to
look for, you probably have enough friends and associates where at
least one or two or three of the bunch would suddenly become
recognized by you once you really come to understand MORIANITY
and its teachings, you would know beyond doubt just who around you or
maybe you yourself, is now and forever, on the TARGET
LIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With me, the things done
to me are more direct and in fact are illegal, only who is going to
prove, or even try to help or prosecute, any of these ASTRAL-PLANE
LAMBRIGG CULT waking world doppelgangers.
I
don't know why these filth balls across the hallway gave me hot
burning hell today, but they did, all day long. Super banging loud
music for short bursts of time, continuous all day doors in and out
going nowhere other than to harass me and all to make the Dow Jones
fly into the freaking cirrus clouds, and it did. So no matter how
powerful this Illuminati thing is, or whatever you Earth Waking
Worlders wish to label these
Astral-LAMBRIGGERS, hell, call them rose bush darlings for
all I care, as the words and names, do not in any tiny little way,
determine the outcome, of the reality of the situation; but no matter
what miracles they seemingly can covertly and stealthfully pull off
folks, I have the GAWNUM, and
shortly, so will the whole 99ers
world, to use and become skilled at working your way
towards omniscience. If the Washington politicians refuse to do
anything more ever, than pay freaking lip service to the term, “LEVEL
THE PLAYING FIELD”, then the FRIKKIN
GAWNUM WILL DO IT!
There
is so much to tell, years, centuries of stuff to tell, and no time at
all, not 1% of time is enough to tell you all what I truly am aware
of, and then, look at the frikkin bright side ladies and gentlemen,
if you knew, you'd go totally ass nuts. Still,
I asked why the siege on me was so bad today, and my good
old wonderful LOTTERY CAT, known on Astral-Plane circles as GAWKY
GAUKAUK, or the great Professor of Province Olympia; gave me the
answer to my query, good peeps, YO, and the
answer given to me was PCN-880.
Without
insulting your intelligence good people, many loyal MORIANS are
already practicing GAWNUM
USERS,
even before I am selling the software,
and this is coming; but I can say no more, or else the world will
tumble into cut crap beans, at velocitron level; some say,
(Big-Bang). It has to do with stopping one of the two subatomic spin
forces inside of atoms, in-between the dream out from void infinity
and the very first awakening into Phase-2 Astrality. These tiny
particles spin in equal and opposite directions at full size
measurement equivalents, to trillions of light years in distance, per
nano-second; when fully stopping one spin. Of course, it is
adjustable; but this wild discussion is beyond forbidden in 2012, as
you might imagine; and if most of everyone, did not just dismiss me
as a total whack job nut; I would
vanish off to Buzz Island tonight,
leaving behind the mere echos, of a very heavyset musician from WFMU,
Sir Jason Forrest-from the trees-doesn't-know. Yes indeed my Morians,
PCN-880 is a very POWERFUL ITEM FOR
ME, YO. A lot of it
involves the great FAMILY, and that is all that really needs to be
said for now, many know. Those who don't know, well, do they need to
know? My guess is, I doubt it. You know, 'weak-astral-force'. OK
McNulty, you can do it now even though 41 years and 2 months have
passes, I permit you camera man of Babylon number two, so go for it.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This was Mike
McNulty's sarcastic way of letting you know that he did not think
something was funny at all, AHA AHA, Mike! Oh yes, so dreams are like
psychics, huh Mister Jane? How about those four aces and a six of
hearts from my blogs, and then just three weeks or so later,
McDonald's Restaurant comes out with their version of Mariena'
bikini, WOW, looking wonderful, with or without the aces changing to
queens and the heart being lowered by one number, WO Billy H. What
are you so pissed at friend? I am the one that financed the project,
good old rock stars, shoot, don't even go there L-4, or Mister
Pedersen, speaking of other wonderful just pure nonsensical
dreaming-interactions, huh Patrick, and you don't know squat about
the other day's interaction, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I will do my
very best, All Mighty Empire Ruler, I promise you, and if I can get a
hold of TB, your real wish will come true and only I know that one I
think. I am sure you know I speak not of Theresa Bruno or the
coughing cabana television ad-spot. Even dummy me can figure out the
number three or int fractional form, as the signing numeration alters
in equations accordingly, heck, in my day, Algebra II was required in
high school for a graduation on any academic course, so was world
history, how times have changed, Governor Kean, still, I do
appreciate your first letter to me, sir, keep us all safe, good
buddy, and tell Rob I'll keep all his secrets. You personally know I
have a trillion of them, just not as big as my mom's, still, I will
do her honor and print her great story, it is almost done on my word
office document, and soon, it will be printed up as an entire chapter
in this safe journal system. The only way to be super subtle in many
things is to tell a huge secret about the electron. So I will folks,
right here and now, and with or without a bottle of Corecedin, lovely
Lu. You see peeps, SHE does not see the world here in letters or
words, but more in graphics and pictures. You can force feed a
multiple amount of combined words that all code out to corresponding
numerations and with machine generated numeric randomizers that are
all connected into a circuit, with electrostatic balls; you can
communicate directly, with DIANA, and
since 1983, I have been doing just that.
This is YYYYYYYYY, without any video games, bikes, or trains, or toy
stores; that all of this stuff began, except for the June 1980 wild
interaction with the other Patty Jane nonsensical interaction, oh
right sure, LOIS FOCA, explain this powerhouse reality away with some
double talk of rationalized logic, YO. It is real non McNulty funny
how my parents and their lives fit so perfectly into my life, only
until very very dam recently, I never made the leap or connected
these awesome cool dots. I am sitting here now wondering just how
many of you out there may be in my same boat in this one way, and
perhaps, as with me for so dam long, not even be one tiny bit aware
of it at all, year after year after year after
year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW.
Folks, I asked GAGA-CAT a second question today, not just why the
major botbar and siege, but also this question. What was behind the
interaction at 12:30 PM yesterday, Tuesday, it was really major, and
cannot be blogged, and explains what other things may have been
desired to be asked and or told to me back when my blogs seemed to be
changing direction from Atlantic City to further up in New York. As I
said, I am working on something, it is only important that the one
this message is for is reading it and knows. It breaks a lot of
rules, but who cares at this point, these LAWTRONS are getting very
annoying, and all of this is getting very old, very quickly. Seems
like an oxymoron to say this, huh, well, 'try and understand' folks,
and you too Misses Wilson!!!!!!!! Well people, GAGA-CAT gave me the
answer of PCN-761 when I asked what that wild experience was all
about the other day. Again, I am not insulting anyone's intelligence.
My silence is really golden here,
so enjoy it folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Before the Eclipse of Sunram, let
me just add that a very prominent health care worker went berserk
right before my hypnotherapy, and called my mom at her office, as did
someone else in 1984. This needs no further discussion at this time
good folks, so let us all stay in the happy clappy Christmas spirit
there, Mister Lennon and Mrs. McLaughlin.
Here
is all I will say about bullies and teasers, and other non
illuminated dream downers from the Briggbase of Province Olympia. I
knew back as far as the very opening of the eighties that I was not
imagining the stuff I was seeing and hearing, and reading, and
etcetera. Only so much can be just a coincidence. There are great
YOUTUBE videos about this club, and I have posted but a small
fraction of these videos, click on them and enjoy, but remember this.
I live through this. I am a targeted victim of them, and I remain an
obscure nobody. The world knows me not, yet the world OWNERS know me
well. I refuse to believe I am the only person under these outlandish
circumstances, but then, who knows, maybe I am. If anyone wants
thirty billion dollars, contact me, I know where it is, but it will
not be a 1-2-3 task to get it. Still, if we get it, we split the net
profit, and then I am starting the real religion, the one meant for
the 3rd
millennium, MORIANTY. One way or another, there will come to pass,
the MORIANITY-FOUNDATION, and my words will be known, but yes
Clarence sir, I know all about the chop chop deal, and I agree with
you. I can even prove how all of you are a part of all of this, I
have detailed proof, and this proof cannot be snuffed out or erased
like all my other previous stuff. Nobody needs to know any more about
this crappola for right now.
Even
though the story of my mother being accused of attempting suicide
back in the year 1977 is not finished on my other document, I feel
compelled to print the last short part of it now, and it began on
these blogs on SJ-CH-0500 or D in Roman numeration. D' reason I feel
this way is unknown, but I have learned to think like a dam cop and
to go with my gut. This took me as far as it has in all of this, and
so I choose to go on in like manner. Remember that this was about a
love affair that went horribly wrong and was based on wrong things to
begin with, as Christianity teaches that once married, we are married
until a spouse has crossed over and away from here. This and onlt
this frees the living spouse up to remarry or to remain single, at
their choice. I know this is old fashioned, I merely quote the book
that has sold more copies in the last four plus hundred years than
all other books combined, Christianity's Bible. I do not say any of
this, Jehovah did, and humans penned the words. Do I believe this?
No!!!!!!!!!!! My belief has nothing to do with squat, good folks. I
HAVE SEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have no faith in certain things in
the beyond natural world, faith comes from numerous things but to
have it, one cannot know or have personally witnessed as I have. Do I
know personally that influence and domination of MIND is done to
waking world folks? You bet your cornfields I do, Annie and Kevin.
Anyway folks, it goes like this, and as I said, just why I feel
compelled to print this ending right now, I do not know, only that I
absolutely know that I must. Here we go.
(FROM
THE WORDS OF GRACE MASON MOHR IN 1977)
I
am now back working with the same company but at a more convenient
location, and the company has been very good to me. I understand
since my return that he became terminally ill shortly after our
separation, left the company to recuperate, but did pass on a few
months later. As for me, I have no intention of ever dating again,
and will try to do my best to live a more spiritual life.
I
have written this article hoping my experience may save others who at
a time of overwhelming but temporary desperation, might otherwise
risk their lives.
The
one happy note to the above is that he (EDWIN
R. POTTER OF CHICAGO, ILLINOIS) told
his Pastor that I had made him see the Light and the Pastor told me
he died a Christian.
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