MORIANITY-4
FINISHING
UP LUCKY SIXTIES USSR FOLKS, AND OTHERS NOT SO LUCKY
FEBRUARY
DEVIL NUMBER 23, TWENTY THIRTEEN
2:27
ANTE' MERIDIAN, EASTERN STANDARD TIME
No
flowery talk tonight peeps, just quick straight up stuff. I won't
even throw in a lot of freaking profanity, just gonna' tell it short
and sweet folks, so listen or go elsewhere; do whatever turns you on.
I'll
be talking about a way to un-hack a freeze
that most seasoned hackers do not know about, I'll be talking about
why the owners of this world will not allow the general larger
viewing public, access to my existence, my art, my anything and why
they hate me so much and do their best to influence others to follow
suit in their shadow as well, I'll be also discussing more details in
a follow-up of recent prior blogs regarding exactly why we have our
fifth dimensional personality and lives, and in easy words, why we
live good or bad or neutral lives as well as why we dream good or bad
or neutral 'dreams', and last but in no way least, the truth of
chemtrails and the chemtrail or trinitrail of 1969, and the goddess
who ordered it made while inside her human mother. Sounds like a
belly full huh people, well, Jonahs Sat Nurine might agree with you,
but we certainly are not going to be revisiting the powerful awesome
year of twenty-ten, not on this blog or this day any-ha! Yes for the
young crown who do not know or could care less, but may be reading
these words, and young is such a relative term, hell my oldest
daughter will be turning forty three in about a month, but yes, there
was an old nineteen-sixties bubble gum tune played on the radio a
hell of a lot, called, Back in the USSR, if I am correct in the
title, as this surely was the theme that ran through the song, so if
the title is really Bugs and Flies, well, neighbor Jim Stafford of
Cherry Hill, New Jersey, sorry for being wrong. In any case let us
move this along nice and quick and easy, shall we?
We
are going to open this up with lucky people, without boring anyone on
this blog about the interaction-forces, and a lot of freaking
mathematics, the casino gaming industry, and so on and so forth,
et-el. Before I say one more word on this blog, let me try and make a
few of the nicer folks that view my junk, hopefully a tiny tad wee
bit more understanding about my paranoid nature and personality in
general, as well as my glass-half-empty attitudes and outlook on
life, at least according to the great twin of the other bay, from
late in oh-eight, or was it early in oh-nine, but it is all on my
blogs at blogger dot come to be archived should anyone give a dam,
and if you don't, please do not think I will be crying tear one about
it, and I would say it is your funeral when you do not listen to
something big that I tell, but really, that is bull-crap as we are
all already as dead as the lovely Roseann Delaney of Park Avenue or
is it West End Avenue on the west side of Crystal Lake Avenue, I
cannot quite recollect, as if this matters a smidgen and a third
any-ha, WHAAAAAAAAA. But without getting off point and onto a
geometric tangent here lads and lassies, I learned that my pal Mikey
took quite ill the other day. He helped me twice when my enemies
vandalized my automobile, and they do not like people who help me.
This is why I forgive certain peeps in my life for their actions, I
know the score without my hands in my pockets, Glenn from Mars
Graphics, YO! LSS, he is quite ill and is in the local city hospital.
Do I believe in coincidence? No I do not, and here is why. Jim Burr
is the one who said and put this quite elegantly, adequately, even
perhaps eloquently many decades back in frikkin time peeps, you see,
I do not have the 'LUXURY' of believing in coincidences. Most of you
out here in the every day world, do have that luxury. You can, you
may, so maybe you do and maybe you don't, but you do not need to for
your best interests and personal survival. I freaking do not have
this luxurious option. If I lose my paranoia, my WOMO
MILITUFORCE ENEMIES will have my head on a pike faster than
Michael Jackson could brake dance around and scream out ABC-123 back
in '83, thrilled or not! People instinctively want nothing to do with
me, as they recognize the powerful mysterious reality around me, that
over time and the past 5-10 years now, that I call the ''HUNTINGTON
CURSE''.
Now
let me tell you that the chemtrail subject
is very powerful. The reason I know it has nothing to do with all the
million websites and Youtube videos, not one bit. It does not matter
how long it has been going on, as there are old movies that show
plenty of them that date back into the early sixties and before the
lucky USSR song ever got its first airplay on the radio. Still, if I
told you that as with anything, from lollypops to Mary Moore's famous
green dress on her 1970 show, with Ed Asner, this topic has
multiplexed complications that cannot be quickly glossed over right
now, so I will come right out and just tell the main parts, and there
are peeps who are so scared that this topic will lead to the start of
a full blown revolution in the united States soon, that if necessary,
they will make you vanish into the night along with the illustrious
and eminent Marie Fahey, the victim of mister Capano of Delaware,
back late in the nineties, when so many wild things were truly
gearing up and shifting somewhere between overdrive and overkill.
First, a large group of observers of this phenomenon began to grow
late in the nineties, and ask the Quantum Physicists will tell all of
us, this is the force that drives reality, and not the other way
around, and yes people, another of my many perfect frikkin example,
of reality always appearing in its inverse state, to us waking poor
mortals. Still, nobody is spraying out anything other than jet fuel
so the jets can move along in the sky. I know it looks like a huge
change has occurred and it has, and I will tell you all what it is,
and you won't like it. Mortals have a basic seven decade lifespan and
if averaged out, men and women, in all the nearly 200 countries of
this world, it always seems to basically average out between 50 and
90 years, or 70. This planet, good old mother Earth has her own
larger time schedules. One of numerous ones is the IAC, or the Ice
Age Cycle. It is thousands of years long, not 70 or 140 or even 210,
but thousands of years, so mortals have a problem trying to see any
real accurate truths that pertain to the interaction between
themselves and this lengthy IAC. Still, despite it not being exactly
so many years from hottest hot to coldest cold, it does average out
to a period that no tree ring science can hope to properly date
correctly, and that would be in very long run play, 22 thousand years
each way. Also, within the larger cycle, are several smaller cycles
within cycles that tend to confuse those attempting to try figuring
it out. In the age we live in presently, things crossed over on all
three major cycles, right as the jet engine was first designed. The
atmosphere is what is changing, not the jets, but those in power who
want to cause fear or panic or even persecute and harass those on
lists that they have in the covert black-ops agencies, will use a
redirected aerial traffic pattern if it fits into their plans, making
things appear to be what they are not. Folks, in case you don't know
it, jet fuel is dumped out and frozen instantly, and even during
normal operations, this propane mix of chemistry is not healthy for
people, and the aeronautics folks have known this a long while, and
have no plans to do away with high speed jet traffic any time soon.
So as with all things, jerk offs can make, and do make, many things
appear to be what they are not. They love to play games, to fuck with
people, to act mysterious, the entire world owners are a bunch of
baby boomer spoiled brats that are seriously overdo for the spanking
of their lives, only who can spank these cock suckers? This is the
entire reality of the CHEMTRAIL PHENOMENON,
nothing more, nothing less. Still, do not underplay that I said that
this fuel is not healthy, does cause flu like symptoms, does cause
throat irritation, does cause voice damage, and the list goes on.
Also, it is my belief system that Joseph was not the only one on
Earth a long while back, visited by the star family, trying to make
alterations in various hyperspace time-lines, via STM and or using
the knowledge of Type-3-Exploratron travel. I made a fatal mistake of
trying to think that I could merge several of my problems into one
gigantic collusion operation. Normal people with low budget finances
to deal with, do not fight the powerful people of this world, and
come out on the side of the fucking angels. They are the angels, the
evil wicked ones but THEY ARE THE POWER, they own, they rule, they
control. They will not be stopped by Michael Moore or his Occupy
Group that seems to have closed down and bounced their little balls
all the way home for dinner and tuck in time with mommy and a story
book. We are no match for these gods that rule, and we never will be,
not with all out posts and videos, and all of it. Still, this is a
huge condensed version of what I could totally say and tell peeps, so
live with it for right now. These are the people who can make my
nabes across the hall mess with me, and swing up the Dow Jones way
over 100 points, as they did this afternoon with me, or really,
yesterday disasternoon. My blogs for more than seven years now, have
attempted to tell dribble and drab pieces of a humongous sized story
of truth, and called by me, MORIANITY, but that is all it ever can
be, as the entire thing would take a fucking library of space to tell
it.
I
tried hard to tell Paul Pedersen back in 1998 and 1999, that there
really are people who control all the major things in life, be it in
the world of music, and or any other kind of entertainment,
athletics, politics, business and finance, social contacts, all of
it, and they do not like me, and I was told this by a man when I
bugged up my own automobile, and intentionally got him talking after
he had told me previously, and I quote, his name is Scott Ransom, he
was in the real estate business back in the late eighties, he worked
for Jackson & Jackson, and a man named Kelly Jackson who owned
this realty company back in 1983 when I first met him, and his exact
words to me that he said were told to him by Kelly Jackson when he
was threatened not to try and sell my Kramer Hill, New Jersey home,
''Very powerful people are disgruntled with you''. Exactly why this
is true I do not know, but I do know that in the eighties, especially
the early eighties, I cannot fathom what I could possibly done to
anyone and especially in positions of great power, that caused this,
but I know it was no fucking hoax, this was all real, very real, and
it all happened, and I know that this is why I not only can not ever
get anywhere in life, but every mother fucking thing that I have ever
tried to do, has not only totally miserably failed, but I have had
people tell me, and this is an exact basic quote, ''Mark the way
things happen to you, it is as though you want to fail at everything
and be totally miserable, at least this is how it looks to us''.
Now
I told you that there is a way to un-hack a frozen computer that does
not involve shutting the electrical power off, and it will force an
instantaneous shut down. You simply go to your headphone jack part of
the tower, plug in anything at all, and jiggle it around and in and
out completely, until for whatever reason, and I have not got the
foggiest notion why it does it, but it suddenly shuts completely
down. There is a lot of magic to jiggling cords and really, causing
strange electromagnetic fields to build up in the alternating house
current that power companies deliver to us. I knew all of this in the
early eighties, and maybe, JUST
MOTHER FUCKING MAYBE, this is one of the reasons, that
powerful people are so god dam disgruntled with me, Mister fucking
Jackson, and Mister fucking Ransom, of the nineteen-eighties, YO!
Now
I have talked about the fifth dimensional hyperspace, and why the
average human being from babies to anyone of any age, require about
nine and a half hours out of each 24 hour cycle, for sleeping and
dreaming, and how this amount is two fifths of 24 hours, and how we
while asleep in dreams, are awake in the other two fifths of the
five-DHS, that we are not living in while awake here. But what I
never have specifically discussed on any blog, ever, is why exactly,
we have the type of life and the type of dreams that we do in fact
have. Basically, what we think is happening to us, awake and asleep,
is a powerful, and gee what else is new, ILLUSION. It seems that
happy successful people have all the great dreams, and the miserable
folks like me have the nightmares, for the great majority of the
time. This is pure illusion. This is the wavy heat arising from the
distant asphalt on the summer road ahead of us while driving. It is a
lot of bull-shit. Many folks do not remember their dreaming
interactions hardly at all, some never do. None of us remember the
ones very often, that go against our normal flowing routine of waking
life, so the memory that consciousness brings us for the great
majority of the time, will be dreams that mirror image our waking
life, so the miserable people think that the spirit world is misery,
and the fortunate think it is heavenly. This is all crap. Dreams are
not the spirit world, but just other parts of hyperspace. To our
doppelgangers over in those alternate realities, we here are their
dreams. Only the Astral Plane itself is the spirit world, and to
access it in most cases, you need to use a method of
Astral-Projection, or do what Morianity has preached all along, USE
THE GREAT 6-10 FASCITAR, a system that without the great
Patricia Hollister in 1974, would not ever be on the freaking
internet today. So thanks to her and her friend Santa, it is
available to be archived and read about, and yes, I will get into it
again for those that wish for me to do so, just not right now, YO.
You of course can be your truer Astral self by projection methods,
but you can also explore hyperspace or alternate dimensional reality,
by employing methods totally different than this, making you a
TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON. Doing these things,
unlike religions that teach contrary doctrines, are not going to send
you into eternal punishment and burning fiery hell, or cause your
life here to become awful or catastrophic. Human controllers have
used the fear of death and hell abnd eternal punishment, to control
global civilizations for countless time now, and they are the ones
whose karma for lack of a better word, will be severely damaged, and
their balance out for doing this, in other parts of their total fifth
dimensional beingness, will indeed be hellish and dark. Payback is
built into cosmic law. Touch a hot stove, and be burned. Go into a
tough biker bar and yell 'all bikers are scum bags' and instant
trouble comes your way. Jump from a great height without a parachute,
and you will be injured or killed, and the list goes on virtually
forever. No one will ever get away with anything. Believing that they
will, is probably the ultimate and absolute stupidest possible
thought that you could ever entertain inside of your mind. The cosmos
screams out at deafening levels, that this is not the case. Just
because many things do appear to be couched in mystery and cloaked
with invisibility, do not be so easily fooled and swayed, friends and
fiends.
Nighty-nite!
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