MORIANITY
PART 6, CHAPTER 4
11:38
POST MERIDIAN, THURSDAY NIGHT, 09-19-2013
AUGUST
28, 2013 AND AUGUST 15, 1986 have two cosmic connections, I do not
exactly know what they are as of yet, but you can all bet your dam
British Petroleum that I fully intend to find out, bill Reed, and
that is a promise, as I told you it was back in 1988 when you
threatened to call the New Jersey State Police on me and have me
locked up, for threatening you, WOW, pots, kessles, doppelgangers,
and kettles, HILE HITLER TO U2, HERBERT PRICK HUNTINGTON OF EARLY
1947 UP IN BRAINTREE, MASSACHUSETTS, AND ALL OF YOUR MOTHER FUCKIGN
FAMILY ROTTEN CURSES!
Now
I have admitted that on July 16 of 1996, roughly 119 months after the
nightmare seemed to really take off like an Alison Jet Chem Engine,
hm hm hm hm; yeah can any of us clear our throats and speak or sing
much longer without the use of an Astral-Enzemeter, but yes, that
what David Roth used to call and label, my SECOND-BEAR, without
berries, nuts, studio-park-rangers and low loud growls; © Office in
Wash-Doc-13-600; indeed took place, and right after my mom and I
exited where else but mother fucking Egg Harbor in New Juersy, Tom
Kean, old pal?????????? No sir, I do not want you to both about one
outcome at a casino wheel at the then, Golden Nugget Hotel and Casino
on Brighten Avenue in south Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. I want you to
know that I did appreciate your time and attention back in early
1984, but you see sir, a lot more is part of an invisible reality
concerning 1984, A LOT MORE, shit like fucking UMWELL-ORWELL, shit
like magical lab technicians, shit like Bob Cheatley and Elvis
Presley, shit like me being dumb enough to fool around with magnetic
machines and shit I never should have even thought about fucking
with, and on and on and on we can go
here, SIR!!!!!!!!! No, not hacked on and don, COUSIN; they fucked
with it, I repaired it, 'ALL ODF IT'.
Half
an hour ago, I called the emergency number for the PHA here in Fort
Pierce, after unplugging my air unit all together, and then I placed
some dry towels next to it. The reason is quite simple to imagine,
good folks. I noticed my rug was discolored and darker than the
bright yellow normal color, and of course, that is because the area
around the unit was flooding. It is all wiped up and dry now, but the
team will be over on Friday, and hopefully this time, put in a bran d
new unit. These units run both heat and air, and are all us residence
have for climate control. There are no other sources, no vents, or on
our 30th anniversary lovely beautiful moon goddess so
bright over the Atlantic Ocean tonight, I cannot resist saying this,
''NO NOTHING''. Yes folks, and Morians, etcetera, this was my fucking
cunt eating punishment from the ESS, for exposing a lot of their
fucking secret god dam shit on my blogs, so BOOM, they sent in the
new and latest army of destructatrons. WOW, Mister Macy!!!
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