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WORST
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SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:
“MY
ALL MIGHTY DAUGHTER APPEARED (IN A DREAM)”
STARTING
THIS DEMONIC FUCKING BLOG:
Whenever
I have major vivid dreaming interactions, I pay for it after I get
the fucking hell out of bed. You all know, or should know by now, the
deal in autumn 1994, with the distance
elimination SUNRAM interaction, while I was residing at
the Highview Apartments of WILL-I-AM-ST-OWN,
New Jersey, and how the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE persecuted the shit out of
me while on my mother fucking way to the HADDONWOOD
SWIM AND HEALTH CLUB a couple hours later after I was
awake and driving there.
I
pretty much knew things were going to be real mother fucking bad and
BOTBAR today, after the powerful “DREAM” to use human reasoning
and lingo, and then awakening and just a few minutes later, the
heavenly quiet was rudely interrupted by a shrill sudden FIRE ALARM.
This is called a DOUBLE-BUBBLE-INDICATOR, at least by
me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You can all call it a shitfuckcockadoodledo
for all I care, as what is a name anyway, Mizz Rose Ass
Shakespeare??????? Then as told on my previous blog, and all though
the keys are spaced just one apart and I have mistyped this before by
accident; anything but a fucking precious blog, how can total hell be
precious? It can only be an epitomized fucking nightmare to the
exponential power of a hundred and five, but yes peeps, then came
giant pussy attacks, pussy command holograms, aerial siege, and after
I posted up the last blog, within two minutes, my dirt ball nabes
blasted their music, as they love to do for just a few minutes and
then they turn it down, makes them feel like the coolest shits on the
block I suppose, pitiful and pathetic, getting off on harassing your
neighbor, totally fucking pitiful, Huh there Mister Anderton
Schiff?????????????????????????? WOW! Where the fuck are you when I
really need you two guys, SHERIFF MONKS
and SHERIFF MASCARA???????????????
Well the laugh is on the WOMO-MILITUFORCE, as even though my letter
will be in the UNITED STATES MAIL TOMORROW, to the AMERICAN CIVIL
LIBERTIES UNION, I also have a way around my newest blogging
problems. Make all the cunt eating noise you want ass holes across
the hall, my personal visit into Office Manager Debbie Marotto, later
this morning, will be my final complaint for after midnight noise
from you jit bags, after this, you get one more strike and you're
out, all at least that is what I was told, I never believe anything
that is promised to me, as it always has been nothing but mother
fucking lies since I was born. Yes, I am too tired tonight and have
all the time in the world to do this, but all I need to do is write
several sheets on my word document, each sheet numbered, and titled
YouTube Videos, and I can always make new additional ones. They will
not have the photo, but they will have the number so that all anyone
has to do is click onto them, and they will be posted right along
with my blog, so one post can be done and yet will contain the entire
smack, with no worry of my being accused by their automation system
of being a robot. They are hollering and screaming in that fucking
apartment at a quarter past midnight, keep it up folks, Debbie will
know about this within 14 hours, and you will be sorry, she promised
me that this will not continue to be tolerated, and if it is, then I
supposed a day trip to the State Capitol will need to be taken, as I
will not sit idly by and be cunt lapping endlessly persecuted to
death by this roach ass scum. Mike said it all in his multimillion
dollar beach home today. You shouldn't have to be going through this.
One thing led to another and I told him that my wonderful fucking
family is causing my problem, so don't look to them to alleviate it.
I have told more than a handful of folks now, you keep your hands
carefully secured in your pockets around all of them, not the other
way around. Yes, I know you wanna' hear about the dream. Well, tough
beans. Some things are too awful to tell. It involved my recording
engineer, my kid, and some other folks, some I know and some I do not
know, from this dimension. It took place in New Jersey. It was so bad
that when I woke up, I seriously contemplated whether I should try
and kill myself today. After pondering on it, bang, the
FIRE ALARM went off. From there, it was just an
endless barrage of continuing fucking hell, all day fucking ass long.
When
I get major ridiculous PUSSY-COMMAND, I always know that things are
very very very very VERY VERY VERY fucking bad and wrong, with or
without any assistance from an old boyfriend of my mom's, Mister
SIDNEY COHEN CROWN, back in 1969!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crissake peeps, does this ever get fucking cunt better? Well, what do
you think folks? I have told you why it is happening, and I am way
ahead, believe me or don't, but I know this for a fucking cunt
sniffing fact ladies and gentlemen, WAY AHEAD of the game or where I
was positioned in this game before THURSDAY
at the MEDICAL OFFICE. Yes, Sidney, “shut the shit
up for five minutes Crown, sir; I know that when this totally fucking
cunt abnormal PC strikes me, that things are very fucking ass bad for
me, YO. There is no way, young hot goddess teen queens should be
wildly flirting with an ugly old fat slob like me, it makes no sense
whatsoever, YO!!!!!!!! For the few that just might be getting onto a
little bit of shit after reading the last five blogs now, well, you
see what I'm up against, YO? For those that don't, you most likely
won't, not ever, but just try one more time. Reread through the last
few blogs, and try and understand how it all fits together, and for
that matter, why I have been told to keep my mouth shut, or
basically, be exterminated shortly, and very covertly. Oh yes, this
happened, but not in this dimension. When we dream, we travel
transdimensionally through the 5th dimensional hyperspace,
as I have carefully explained countless times before on countless
mother fucking blogs. Still, it is all one powerful realm, and
someday, peeps will evolve to live as I do, in the fifth dimension,
and without any help from the internet or Social Networking sites,
imagine that, Captain Priceline No-thank-you-letters Kirk! From now
on after this blog, you will see either at the beginning before the
opening, or at the ending, after I print END, a list of numbers, this
is just a fake out so do not click on any of it, but it will be sort
of like this:
youtube/f8r7ght7dj487
youtube/9hj9uik4758gf
youtube/jh58g8g8heow
youtube/7sss34jvmi92
youtube/ti9b453m3ne4
All
you will need to do is click or highlight and click, and boom, you
will find yourself at lots of new or old, shared YOUTUBE VIDEO SITES.
Again, this is just FAKE, don't bother clicking. Now, I will be able
to post up 60 things without being accused of being a BOT by the
system. But we all know that more is going on than this. They want me
down and out and dead, with no following, no nothing really, to quote
the great Diana Ross in 1983 during a real temper fit. This is why
first, I had all this trouble, then POW, anyone can see this is not
made up, look at how the entire thing all changed, just click onto
the YOUTUBE and see it for yourself, try sharing to the BLOGGER now,
you cannot, onto to those two garbage sites of Facebook and Twitter.
I have no time to play those childish fucking
games!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am in a race to save my fucking life, so
that I do not have to come back and do this again, and again, and
again, only I never ever seem to fucking
win, do I, my lovely love cake, Chiffon's?????????????????
Well, nighty frikkin night L-4.
**********END
OF THIS BLOG********** WHAAAAAA.
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