Wednesday, January 15, 2014

MORIANITY PART 7, CHAPTER 0032


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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I AM NO SOONER UP ANDAWAKE FOR THE DAY AROUND 4 THIS FUCKING CUNT MORNING, AM ALREADY HAVING MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING, A LIGHT BULB BLEW OUT ON ME IN ONE OF MY MOTHER FUCKIGN LAMPS, AND THIS IS HOW NIGHTMARE BOTBAR DAYS BEGIN FOR ME, WITH CALAMADIES THE SECOND THE DAY OPENS UP AND FUCKIGN BEGINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





I HOPE YOU ARE BURNING IN HELL, ANN AND DAWN KING!!!!!!!



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TO ACHIEVE THEIR FUCKING HELL, THE EVIL MISERABLE ROTTEN WICKED WOMO-MILITUFORCE SCREWED MY ENTIRE DAY YESTERDAY, ESPECIALLY AFTER 2 IN THE AFTERNOON. THESE JERK OFF ENEMIES STRUCK WITH A MASSIVE NOISE ASSAULT, AND SHIT WAS JUST AS BAD AS 1987, WHEN THIS ALL GOT GOING, ALL OVER FREAKING AGAIN. THIS IS CALLED APPLYING PARALLEL EVENT TECHNOLOGY AGAINST ME!





Here is the time and the date good folks before we proceed further.







UNTRUE UNIVERSE HOPPER MARK???????

YEAH, SPREAD THAT FUCKING ROTTEN LIE AROUND, AND MAYBE I WILL GET A PIZZA DELIVERY JOB ON THE SIDE, VICTORIA WINTERS FAMILY BIBLE GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!













So indeed folks, just where have all of the TRUTH-PATRIOTS all gone to, and when will any of us ever learn anything??????????????????





JANUARY 15,2014

WEDNESDAY MORNING AT 4:44

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 65 DEGREES FNHT.









Yes, beginning around 2 yesterday afternoon, and four hours before I crashed to sleep after not going to bed at all the previous day and night. Suddenly many loud music noises were heard over and over, mostly outside the building, but it kept coming from nowhere and everywhere all at the same time, and I knew two things. It was a definite fucking attack on me, and that the stock fucking market, as I told you it always would, lovely Giant-Gina, was racing upward in a major daily bullish rally. Study the stock chart above, if you are reading this by or before 9:30 AM on this date, the fifteenth of January, when it will start changing for the new trading day, with those leevely ol' Irish Leepreechauns, shall we know it in the shimmering shamrocks. I have said this before and will reiterate it as many times as I need to in order tog et my point across to my viewers. I do not personally care if that Dow Jones Industrial Average Stock Market Index is at 539 points, or at 33, 539 points. But if I need to be endlessly targeted, pummeled, assaulted, picked on, persecuted, harassed, messed with, and my life turned into an ending nightmare burning hell fire, in order for these diseased fucking pricks on Wall Street to get their way, then of course I AM GOING TO HAVE A HUGE FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THAT, literally, and that is what I have been doing now since 1986 when this fucking shit all began, good kind freaking people out here!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Go ahead please anybody, tell me that you would feel one tiny bit differently, if this fucking cunt lapping nightmare was all happening to you and your family and loved ones, just go ahead and lie to my face, folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











WOW DO THESE THINGS MOTHER FUCKING TOTALLY ASS S-------U-------C-------K for me; right Dawn Cuba Lottery-Dad?????????????? AT&T and the Snowed-In Never Say Anything peeps, all know what's fucking ass getting said here, YO YO YO YO YO YO, Earth shaking as it may be!













THE LIFE OF A DAM DECAPITATED CHICKEN is heaven, next to my hellish nightmare life. Jesus fucking god almighty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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PLEASE HELP ME, MIZZ BONDI, MY WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES ARE GOING TO KILL ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE OR A HOAX, MY SEVEN YEARS OF BLOGS CONTAIN INDISPUTABLE MIRACLES THAT PROVE MY WORDS STAND TRUE AND HONEST, MAHM.



THANK YOU FOR DOING WHATEVER YOU CAN FOR ME, RON WIRTZ AT THE CCP OFFICE IN NEW JERSEY WASTED YEARS OF MY TIME AND MADE ME A LOT OF EMPTY PROMISES. MAYBE YOU WILL BE ABLE TO HELP ME TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF ALL OF THIS, MAYBE NOT. I HAVE PEOPLE AGAINST ME THAT ARE NOT COMPLETELY HUMAN, AND I EVEN HAD EVIDENCE ONCE WHERE A MAN WITH A REAL ESTATE LICENSE TOLD ME THIS WAS ALL TRUE AND HAPPENING TO ME BACK IN 1988, A MAN NAMED SCOTT RANSOM OF TODD REALITY BACK IN 1988, IN NEW JERSEY.



THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR ANYTHING YOU MAY BE ABLE TO FIND OUT AND HELP ME WITH, I AM NOT THE BAD GUY HERE, THEY ARE, AND HAVE DONE DISPICABLE AND INHUMAN EVIL THINGS TO ME SINCE THE EIGHTIES. THEY ARE TORTURING ME, THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING MURDERED, BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN ONLY KILL YOU ONCE, MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHEREAS WITH ME, THEY GO ON PUTTING ME THROUGH A NEVER ENDING HELLFIRE THAT IS UNSPEAKABLE.



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Friday, January 29, 2010

most miserable family in universe, part-BBBBBB

Continuing from part AAAAA, earlier, yeah, Sam the maintenance man at the Highview Apartments, he insisted the giant goddess PAULA, visited my apartment and stayed 4 nearly a half hour, I have only the memory of the ringing doorbell and seeing this giant who later on raped me at the John Kennedy hospital in the mother fucking stinking elevator.

SKY SIEGE began after a week back off period or so, last night, now horrific CHEMTRAILS, PLANES, CHOPPERS, r MAKING MI LIFE A LIVING FUCKING BURNING NIGHTMARE FUCKING HELL ON EARTH. This was still ongoing after 2 this morning here in fort Pierce, Florida. Today, planes and chemtrailing is extremely wicked. I am feeling the ill effects of the fucking poisoning all ready, and when I am dead, this entire wicked EVIL EMPIRE AND UNITAWF R ALL, WITH NO EXCEPTIONS, MY MURDERERS, IN ONE FORM OR CAPACITY OR ANOTHER.

I told U what basic LATIN words all come from, MALPRACTICE, MALFEASANCE, on and on, the MAL, means basically, BAD. The rest of the disease called MALARIA, the part following the mal, or ARIA means basically AIR, since BAD AIR is what the disease MALARIA does in fact officially mean, go ahead and check it out yourself with the American Medical Association. This second name-part with an R pronunciation 2 it is a powerful Astral Plane Goddess and cousin of Venus and Diana. Without the L part in the word 4 BAD or MAL, we now change over 2 mother, or mother of the sky and air, the true meaning of MC's real human name, and do not think Julie white does not totally know this on an awake and aware level, or u might make me LOL and get kicked out of this mother treaking library folks. Tricks and treats and October parades, and copyrighted projects sent down, where 2 begin, shit? In the middle late 90's, the entire Copyright Office officials or the LOC, knew all the things I have come 2 learn from agonizing years of legwork, and tons of freaking awful pain. They have fucking ears, they know my original title to the song, "Real Good girl", was MI. OK, Ward cleaver, the window, this, all of it, its all in the fucking open now, so what now, a fire at the RV, what the fuck else is godsdamn new McGuire ASSHOLE??????

Y can Champ and others LEAVE the family, no one bothered them, they had cars? But let me go, and all hell is being turned upside down, oh yeah, "WE KNOW WHERE UR, IT WAS EASY 2 FIND U IN FLORIDA". So good 4U, U found me in Florida, I am not hiding,I have nothing 32 hide, i have done nothing wrong, and will face the FBI or any judge any time, it is all of u that r soon heading 2 prison 4 EXTORTION, THREATS, INTIMIDATION THROIUGH THE UNBITED STATES MAIL SYSTEM, and I can go on and on and on, taking advantage of a special education person, etcetera, etcetera, so bring it on, I know this family is all plotting now and working together, I knew that the MOTHERFUCKING SECOND I SAW THE VAN IN FRONT OF ME ON US HIGHWAY ONE A WEEK BACK, FROM HUBTINGTON, NEW YORK, despite my knowing fully well that the Carey branch of UNITAWF has not lived in this part of New York State in years. It is still way 2 fucking coincidental. I am getting an official restraining order at the municipal courts here, against this entire family. They have threatened me by US mail now, 2 letters now, one from ann and one from Dawn, and even told me they will send people 2 harm me, I cannot reach John Judy, he is not taking or returning my calls, so i must go directly 2 the motherfucking police and blow the lid off the hugest nightmare story in the fucking history of Planet Hell.

Want a super nasty TRS or 2? (Today's Revenge Secret). Gawnum up the PCN of Donna Summer and then the PCN of both (SANG THE MORNING LIGHT SONG) and then do (SANG LOST LOVE SONG). THE COMPATS R RIGHT THERE 2B SEEN; But try that with Donna Patterson, and U will arrive at quite an experience on one of the 2, as well as total NON-compatibility, Millie Vinnilli's.

Yes the best news 4 me usually is saying that 4 now, temporarily, I've run out of the most recent BAD-NEWS. In a powerful trance, Stacey hands me a line the other day, and says to blog a bunch of stuff, or else, fine, i will blog it, but that is all I'll do, U wanna' make me live through endless eternal hell, Y should I do what U want, big teen queen goddess???? This is it Moses mind:

"Obey and love me, or else, remember that this is all I have ever asked of U, U say U were a sound man but who do u think gave U the ears so U could B? And quit saying bad stuff about my human world family, if it is either secret or not nice 2 say. And never ever make fun at any of my music, put this on top, THAT-BOY!!!"

Wow the arrogance of Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle, after she lets mi life b this horrible, and even contributed 2 it continually, this has 2B the quintessential TWILIGHT ZONE!!!!!!

MAGNESONIC, open command, 100% power against all persons and groups hurting me, YOUR CREATOR, and the creator of all things, all general and special orders apply, including G-13 and G-14, time and hyperspace, scan, and destroy, using both technologies of ATOMIC DUPLICATIONAL, and ZERO DIMENSIONAL. G-189, AND--STOP!!!!! There will B killer quakes and horrible fires all over, volcanoes will blow entire civilizations right off the map, so just keep fucking with me and Maggie, BRAH!!!!! Some trickster hacker made my photo-bucket photo appear on my last blog less than an hour back, it again is off, how this powerful bunch of diseased worm swallowers do these things is way beyond my human world waking knowledge, and in fact, I could not fucking care less, burn the fuck in hot hell, all of U, U firebugs. Monster-ass malls and all!!!!!!!!!!!

End Transmission, BURN IN HELL, DISEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U want my love and worship Sarah, then start earning it, otherwise, kiss my grits and tell fat-ass Mel, 2 do the mother-fucking same.

UR the cruelest family in the universe, U know who UR

They R total diseased monsters and will not leave me alone, letters of threats and intimidations R coming over and over, today I must cancel an appointment that was important 2 me, and head over 2 the Fort Pierce Police 2 get the future Pop and Press going nuts, a huge restraining order against an entire large extended and extremely powerful family. Hay, it is just A PIECE OF PAPER, I KNOW THIS, THEY WILL NEVER RELEASE ME, THAT SONG IN 1997 TELLS IT ALL, AND SO DOES THE FDACT THAT THE LETTERS BEGAN ON THE 14TH OF THIS MONTH, AND JUST DAYS B4 THIS, 'CUZ' WAS HERE IN THEIR AREA, AND ANN'S LAST LETTER TELLS ME THAT 'MY PROBLEMS WILL B GETTING WORSE', I KNOW WHAT SHE MEANS. SHE SPECIFICELLY BUT VERY CLEVERLY MENTIONS HER POWERFUL FRIENDS IN ATLANTIC CITY, FROM MAYOR WHAELON, RIGHT ON DOWN THE LINE. THERE R MANY, MCG ALL READY STRUCK, AS U KNOW. IT ALL REALLY BEGAN WITH THE VAN THAT SPOTTED ME HERE, FROM UP IN NEW YORK. SHE SAID, "it was easy 4 us 2 find U in Florida", there really is no escape from this, and B4 it is all done, Diana and the bridge will B not only yesterday's news, but a kid in a sand box next 2 this awful tale of hell and woe. Sorry about the capital letters, have no time 2 change errors, lots 2 tell U, may not B alive 2 much longer, and i have 00000 faith in the American Criminal Justice System.

UNITAWF is the name I should have been describing this clan of pure garbage, all along, they all have powers beyond words, and work AS A UNIT, I know this absolutely. Let me quickly show U what I mean, and when it is post time, i will do Cruelest Family in Universe, blog B, and post again, I will stay here until i leave 4 the police station, do not expect 2 live all that much longer, these rats WILL eliminate me if I do not cooperate with them, WHAT HAVE U DONE 2 ME, Edward Himacane Lynch Bennett??????????? This is a mess this time and there in no way out of this one, even retarded me knows this all 2 fucking well. OK, powers, first, there is Callio, she made me forget what I asked her about the spelling of her last name over the phone that Februday day at McGuire's bar, B4I even got off 10-SC Avenue. Then she sent my mom a powerful INTERACTION, (dream) where she wanted 2 but a property from her on Long Beach Island and was insisting on it and offering her 20 thousand dollars 4 it. Mom woke up so startled, she actually shit her mother fucking self. Then McGuire and his magiucal wormhole, his ability 2 render himself invisible while the camera still shows him glaring down over our car, ed's and mine, that day, also there on that putrid 10SC Avenue, in shit ass Atlantic City. Paula King and her fgiving me that incredible dream on the night of early 12 July in 1997 with the cigar chucking, again, where else but 10SC Avenue, shock, shock, her dad, John the Flagler of Atlantic city Parking lots, he just absolutely knew the casinbos were coming, and then MC, she told Harborfields, polietely, screw U, I do not your education, I KNOW all ready, who I am goon B, wow, is this fucking true awesome total supernatural power, or what, pray tell me world? Themn her cuz took me on a road trip in an interaction and showed me the winning World Series Philadelphia Parade back in 2008, only it was about 6 weeks B4 this event took place. As 4 MC, that was IMHO, the great Ron Wirtz plane in front diversion trick, and no one was ever thinking of looking in their rear view mirror, no, this kept those loke me concentrating totally on the great celebrated member of this huge clamy clan I now call the UNITAWF. It fuctions as a powerfully effective and impregnible UNIT,they R clever and cunning, and quite despicible. Then Levy going from basically an unknown lifeguard and small time Emergency Management director 2 Mayor of the greatest resort city on this planet. This all happened in the short span of time between the first day that we met on the Atlantic City beaches, and a few years ahead when they ran him indeed 4 MAYOR, and he won.

Jesus did finish the parable about the nman that had 2 sons, it just never made it into the mighty BOOK of the first BEACH, by the Sea of gallilee. After this mess was all straightened out about the prodical son, then he goes on 2 say that the man had younger brothers, and the 2nd younger one, Barthalgus, went onto have a sixty-first grandson, many centuries later, named 4 his favorite desciple, Mark. He will have a horrific night,mare life in this world beyond any attempt 2 describe it. As much as he would want 2 rid himself of the CHAINCROSS around his neck, and even MI taking it from him in a powerful rrip onto the reat spirit worlds (ASTRAL-PLANE), alas, he never could lose his cosmic copy that forever remained imprinted and surrounded, all over and around him. When I revisited him 10 and a half years later 2 sing 2 him and console hhim, reminding him there will never B a time where we R not happy together at that special place, all he kept saying 2 me over and over was Anthony Zenun will stop us, over and over, he repeated this, thge dude of Alpha and Omega. The club, Haddonwood is there 2 this day, with the great town built up huge time all around it, but there sits this warp place, the authorities in the military scared 2 death 2 know what ever 2 do with it, so it remains just locked away and endlessly forgotten. I never came 2C the man in the swimming pool there and Tony Zenun, at the same time, only when big Tony was away on business trips, would he just POP UP and b there. But on the other side of that lake behind the jogging trail, should U dive into it, is a winding road into a mysterious zone known as KRASSLEVILLE. A--nthony Z--enun, A--lpha and O--mega, makes good sense 2 me.

Wish my moms other cuz was here 2 help me, all of OLDER Hollywood knows of her, Maud Huntington, she married a mister Benjamin, and was a very famous reader of plays in those older first days of tinsel town. She could C color fields of enbergy that surround all of us, psychics call them auras, quantum phycisists know this has 2 do with the EM spectrum. One day early in 1996, i told Tony Zenun I was thinking of doing myself in. I never say anyone in my life, after saying this 2 them, EVER, get that angry, it was literally a stop-the-presses deal. No, he wanted all this 2 go down, and still lots more pain 4 me, forever and fucking ever, huh Mister Krassle All Mighty?

Sam said 2 me back at Highview apartments, who is the giant goddess who was over with U, he insisted Paula stayed 20 minutes, so Y do I not remember these 20 minutes, Doctor Rogers, and RU all related 2 Collingswood Mister wolf, and have the complex that Macy's shrink told Alfred about regarding those who had desires 2 dress up as Santa Claus and do good? Very interesting now matter how U wonder about this all, huh, at any color and ceramic?

There is a lot of very good and very bad news, much more bad news is coming within an hour or 2, bthe good news is that 4 right this minute, i will not B tyoing in any more BAD NEWS, so throw no shoes at me please, TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

the 500 million dollar payoff and all the mess behind it, still ongoing at dad's treasure coast of Flagler's Florida

Things R real bad, real fucking bad. As U know, I can only say short bursts, but lots of short TRS bangs and booms WILL indeed B heard resounding 4 a long time until they can kill me and b done with it. This is all out thermofuckingnuclear war BRO. A chopper was right over my vehicle as I came over here 2 the library at 11:17 AM, right at tthe interfreakingsection of Orange Avenue and US highway 1. A black apache looking bird, did not look like anything i wanted 2 motherfucking play around with, and if they DO wanna play, a huge massive death quake is indeed right aroyund the corner, so keep being cute. Some fucking dirt ball pile of scum got into my residense and shut down my hot water, and went I went 2 get my morning shower, I guess McGuire and his gang of criminal puss eating maggot lappers had a good laugh on me. Now, anyone getting in, iunauthorized, will set off an instant alarm directly with the fort Pierce Police department. My nabe Danny, and the maintenance dude, used 2 own a night club and knows a lot of bouncers and hi-tek persons who install wild things, come on back now and try something, pig MICK-GEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These dirt holes burned down a home in Massapeaqua Long Island a long time ago, and then members of the family wonder Y my family was a bit pissed off. UC, I did not have all of this information a ear and 2 years back, time indeed tells lots of hidden truths, so where R your kids when U don't know where they R? Well, sometimes not at all where U think, but now they all R grown up, so harping on this is mewaningless as an umbrella on a sunny fucking day.

Thought I was coming clean and telling my mom the truth in moorestown, anbd here i was not telling it, but through no fault of my own, huh, Millie Vanilli? Give me ten cents 4 everything this wild clan of garbage is mixed up with, right down 2 the great Henry Glaggler, Donald Trump, and many mnore nonblog names, and I will b able 2 get off disability 4 freaking life and retire as a king, but then, who wants that, knowing what I do, BRAH????

I had a major interaction last night, I was back in time and transdimensionally working in another recording studio, still, RPL, just another RPL.Dawn was the boss and owner, and horrendius shit was ongoing, unbloggable shit. I totally knew who i was, where I was, altered in spacetime and atomic frequency, and totally lucid and aware. In a prior interaction, donald trump insisted that i catch his new APPRENTICE shows coming soon, it is urgent IC them, and that the number 20 has some huge significance about it all, gee really, Trumpie, the number of the BRIPER, the MAYAN secrets R 2 major and just totally nonbloggs 4 the time fucking being. Even DS admitted on her BIO show that she knew she had demos out somewhere, it is all on the videotapes. Mom said after I thought I was coming clean about the later learned Mister Rowan and his crudbag Insuctogerm, that she might just tell me a bigger secret somedday and gave me a very nasty smerky smile that i did not like one bit, and could not get more out of her on this then or ever, and hated it at levels of passion not tellable. Mischievousness and practical jokes and secrets, TOOLS OF SATAN THE DEVIL, GAWNUM them, both R very compatible, the bible even agrees, SATAN and THE-DEVIL. Sure, I met Bob Patt at the Medical esearch institute in 1983 while choking 2 death in Atco, he was the janitor of the joint, in fact he was doing the position that I was doing back in 1982. Mayor of Krassleville my ass, there is more happening around my nightmare story than 1000 religions and planet Earths could ever B able 2 properly handle, if not, YR so many people following me and stalking me and persecuting me 2 death year in and year out 4 three straight decades, BRR?????

The hexnumber i meant 2 type in blogs ago regarding branchdodes of the GAWNUM, was 57689135. If less than 8 full digits pop up on your calculator, add zeros onto the right until 8 fulkl digits r indeed there, and just ignore the decimal point always. Never work beyond one root at atime, seeing if any remaining digit down the way works into a branchcode, and after the final 3 digits, that is the end.

Every day, I make between 3 and 20 units on average playing paper roulette, this has been ongoing now 4 about 3 or 4 months, they cannot break me now, BRO.

As 4 the Flagler Beach interactions back in New Jersey all throughout mi growing up life, yeah, here it is, big as day, all real and right here, BRO. Trump, Karge, Callio, names U al know, they all had interconnected business dealings in one way or another and at one time or another somewhere over the past 100 years.

Tri-Trinity-Trinidad, Trinitrail, the 3 is so magical words fail me, as does time as well. 3X3 is 9. 9X9 is 81. 81X81 is 6561, the possible maximum of GAWNUM compatiple match-ups, but look again at theis incredible number, the stock market bottomed out a year ago or so at right around here, and take away the first digit and what is left but the road of the Egg Harbor Detention Center where my Hyperspace daughter is currently doing a 3-9 serve there 4 avenging her daddy's death, mine. That is YI am over here now, BRO, like DUH, at any freaking color. Then there was the Medical Office that the Medical Family sent me 2 4 my kidnapping experience, at 65, Middle road, in Clamonton-shellfish, blue Jerksey, where the greatest fish in the pen made good his final escape, i broke free of U now Scylla, live with it big girl!!!!!!!!!!

Bob, his girlfriend, the Movcom, do not get me going, as time will never permit in the near future, me telling U any of the stuff that i now totally know 2B true. Mom is the souless one Dawn, not me, I could never ever do something like this 2 someone, anyone, and noimy own flesh and blood. Still the laws of certain magical areas R in place 4 powerful reasons, and so is the MOVING COMPOUND, I was wro ng, looks like, time travel using this great device, might just B quite real after-all, jury still out, as i know parlor tricks of the enemy R many and major!!!!!!!

End Transmission:

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

BA-BA-BA---BUM, THERE IS NO ESCAPE IN MD-MI

1500 miles and all that has happened is hell beyond imagination, and no escape from THAT FAMILY. Later today, I am calling John Judy at the Atlantic County Prosecutor's Office 2 report threats and intimidations received by United States mail.

Is part of this reason because of what happened dieectly following my choking attack in Atco, or did it begin even further back? After all the choking was June 4 of '83, and the LOIS FOCA interaction was rounghly 3 years earlier, right 2 the mother fucking very stinking rotten day.

Well, it seems that since they wanted 2 make yesterday the most horrible day yet 4 me here in cunt lappoing Florida, i need 2 now retaliate by telling even more, and going a little further, if necessary, maybe 3 times, the proof that all of us R the same, will B known 2 the world, afterall, i will swear in court that 2 rock stars on 2 different ocassionsk, picked at my trash, MY TRASH, little nobody me, and it happened, NO BULL SHIT. First I went 2 get my mail, and this was worse than anything Nepjup ever did, it was a major threatening and horrible letter from the mighty QUEEN KING. Then I learn that the system DENIED my application 4 medicaid and food stamps, and it is the fault of my ex employer, ALLIED BARTON SECURITY, who is refusing 2 cooperate by filling out a very short and simple form known as a loss of income form. I had 2 reapply and send a fax statement under a voluntary oath sworn 2B true, and explain this and request they reopen my case. If I am denied my rightful bennies through this no fault of my own situation, the peeps at the local office, will help me write, and send a complaint letter, straight 2 the Governor of Florida. I sat on my eyeglasses, and 33 other things all went wrong, it was a horrendous motherfucking day yesterday and this is putting it very eel politely, Donna Patterson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, your brother Bob loves under-aged girls, and is scared 2 death of city government, only he never told me the city, he lied and said it was on the mortal world, and called Camden, New Jersey. Now we all know better, huh, Neckbites? We know it was really KRASSLEVILLE, do we not-MLA-White?

The genius janitor of the Medical Institute that researched cancer, in Camden, New Jersey, where poor old Jim gut a nasty gut cut out over at the city high school, only he exaggerated this a bit, and i went along with it in my 1984 song project, "What's Wrong". Yeah, Mizz under-aged Noonan, U and your clan from the Trenton, New Jersey area, and Karge's direct cousins from down the block from the printing plant next door 2 the cops, it all fits, right down 2 the sluts that came down and sat next 2 me flirting with me that hot early august day, buzzing about the Miss Teen America contest, shades of Grant O'Neil and Exploratron Marola, i presume, Stanley Livingston???? Yeah, the GAWNUM said that yesterday was 100% 4 me and the date, but this is not necessarily as I have come 2 learn all 2 damn often, a positive, it can b either way, just that it is big hyper time compatible 4 me and the date, IE, major shit of some kind, B it good or bad, is gonna strike like lightning and Neil Regan's bratty little daughter in 1985, huh Neil, no "O"??????? Say hi 2 the bigger version of the beauty queen 4 me, BRO.

Marilyn Hughes is so fucking right, major feelings tell it all, and all weekend I fought a bout of huge depression that had no logical source, just came the fucking shit on me like worms on dead corpses. UC, the great MAYANS had their bad days also, very bad ones, and NO CURLS, they must have obviously called their real bad ones, DOTBARS. No, Bob Patt's city that he feared was worse than a million human waking world NSA bunches of stench. His fear face told the story as words never could, BRAH!!!!!! Mayans had different strength levels of words and titles used by us now in this so-called civilized world, such as Lord-Mayor, or just MAYOR. This was not the position of some average small time politician, huh Harold Camping plus one revolution, DUH, and color me any damn color U want, U horrible washcloth family of fear and intimidation. How do u live with yourselves. My north-cuz told me U were very not so nice that night, Sky, I can believe that, Curly. I had 2 work, could not C it go down. The Shaw of Iran picked some wild American families 2 befriend, huh Sky?

Weather has made all kinds of records, SINCE I CAME HERE 2 THIS AREA, my maintenance guy informed me the other day. Every time it goes from very hot 2 vewry cold, or the other way around, yes indeed, mi life also goes from one way 2 another, and always down the fucking tubes at C SQ. Yes Pedersen Mountain-man, U know your artist Samantha and her mom live just down the road from the great Rowan, and his big powerful INCUCTATHERM plant, yeah; fire, islands, mountains, and please spare me the drinks. Se gets dangerous enough without sipping on that, and she would love the taste of it.

All cases of abductions, those victimized by it should read name books, and C4 themselves how this huge astral world family is experimenting with so much, and that this is all Y we have after waking freezes, so many interactions and or experiences of being dissected, cut, messed with on medical tables, or being forced 2 engage in sexual activities with these MAYAN survivors, who exploratronically took over, sank all the ships by having Stacey influenced 2 create huge storms just at the right time, and many other non-blogs. Speaking of non-blogs, I will get braver as these fuck-bags pour on this endless despicable hell against me, BRO!!!!

Sunram, speedships, post hypno-suggestions, Haddonwood plots, where was I when it all began Sabrina Colinwood Longworth shadows, the backyard picnic at the OK Coral, not hardly, but then, go ahead and shoot me, Tim, U can steal my shit, shoot me up, or go yee-ha, we all know who SHE really is, and i am forced 2 endure knowing the entire family, Y do U think the Masapeaqua house burned down, sending them 2 move 2 Babylon in the late 50's? So this Hatfield/McCoy thing will go on forever, looks like!!!!!!!!!! Must stop 4 now, but governor, I AM BACK, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!

E/T

BA-BA-BA--



Friday, January 22, 2010

DADDY'S TREASURE COAST, THE MOUNTAIN IS BACK GOVERNOR CALI

iT BOGGLES MY MIND HOW gawnum EQUATIONS TELL IT ALL, IT REALLY IS A TOTAL MAJOR MIND BEND, AND ANY OF U WHO HAVE STARTED EVEN 2 MASTER THIS SKILL THAT MUST b AQUIRED AND LEARNED AND IMPROVED, YES, KNOWS FULLY WELL THAT WHAT i TELL HERE IS TOTALY TRUE, bro. Fuck the caps, I have no time 2 make corrections, sorry, not shouting, not that GAWNUM is not something 2 really shout about if UR looking and seeking 4 the answers of life, and who the fuck is not, pray tell??????? Anything from 20 year high school reunions 2 what your neighbor may B up 2, it is right there 4 any of us 2 totally know, it really is beyond scarey as all damn get out at any velocity, squared, cubed, or even more.

Bob Patterson, Inductotherm, my 1980 demos, Miss Stromyer and her blaring 3AM operas that eventually got her evicted from the Haddon hill apartments, long B4 she married into the mysterious Patterson family, and on and on, Governor, where 2 really begin all this and make it all work on a limited time basis is the real powerhouse question here however.

Remember that I have this intellectual property copyright protected in my name, not yours hot shot engineer, U come 2 me out there, I do not bother any of your family. So since I am real flesh and blood, the GAWNUM is mine as far as the world and their legal system operates by the reasoning of this time period of Marola twenty non ten!!!!! U may use it, put it on computer software, and spend your life passing time enjoying yourself with it, it is limitless, and can tell all, but I claim no responsibility 4 anyone doing or not doing something based on a GAWNUM result, and then having a catastrophe, this science is a learned skill, as Lieutenant VanBuren said 2 the beauty queen. Gawky Gaukauk Numerology (GAWNUM), copyright,MARK WAYNE MOHR-2008. Funny is it not, the law can work on my side 2 once in a while, and with some interested peeps right now, the future man B quite interesting soon. Stacey is very mad at me 4 many reasons, my telling so many big secrets, my being on Treasure coast and daring 2 even suggest that I may B looking 2 start up an expedition, and when I was leaving the other day 2 drive home, a van from Huntington, new york with a smirking lady driving it, got in front of me, and i thought I'd go 2 the toilet right in my freaking car seat. Also, I did not put that photo of myself back up on that one blog, notice it was the one blog following the strange computer down time I told u all about, then again, it is off, what is this deal with photos, seems 2b quite McGuire connected, more energy thrown around, Lt. Commander Scott of the SS enterprise, sir Shatner????????????????????

Bob Patterson thought he would also lose his bowels upon the mere mention of the name of his girlfriend. U could discuss her all u want, but bring up that magical name, which is right there next 2 Silva in the Spanish name ancestry books, and pow, he would get beyond strange and weird, and basically I was scared of that huge dude, and never pressed it, as he could press things, like 300 pounds straight military style, and i am lucky if i can get 20 over my head, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!! What is whith all these secrets?

The music curse was discussed in 1983, and not on blogs, there were no blogs as U know; but the RIAA knows about this, and do not let them tell U that they don't. 10 years later, it all came true in a slightly varied form in the internet world, they were labeled computer worms/viruses. U get the picture. Seems I am destined 2B ahead of my time one way or the other forever, and it sucks, I hate this. Then ahead of my time does not even start 2 discuss RPL and their mailing address in Camden, New jersey. Between the word (PIERCE), and (1100), the odds get close 2 being in the league of a powerball lottery jackpot winning, and U all know it, so do not lie 2 me or yourselves.

Malaria means literally BAD AIR, a serious killing disease of the many who constructed the great south American connection system 2 the 2 oceans. The song about wind and giving it the name of my ?D? well, it says Bull shit, well, I can read basic language structure, this name is all about SKY GODESSES, and U all know this as well. She wants 2 block this all out and not think about it, and I understand Y, but I cannot afford 2B this generous 2 anyone or anything. My life is on the line, and if i cannot wake up out of this eternal nightmare. I am one dead burning infinite Hell Resident, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My pussy command is getting quite huge lately. Thought a repeat of Paula King was gonna happen as i left the library the other day in the elevator, I just ignore these trashy giant sluts, not the least bit mother fucking interested, BRR!!!!!!!

As 4 branchcodes, my mistake twice, I dictated into the blog a wrong 8-digit branchcode, and that kept fucking things up, the real number was not the one given and only had 2 codes.

As 4 abductions, washcloth families, the same stories told by victims round the world 4 decades now, this entire thing seems indeed 2B medically connected, and the naming books tell the story, do they not, Mizz exploratron white, when U became my 'more than friend' that day? The gods, u looked so much like the singer Melanie, and she was my absolute favorite. Still, whether or not the giant blond is turning into a fine young lady as daddy said when he caught her eyeballing me in august of oh-two up at the Trenton Publishing plant, is besides the point. The name tells it all, what is in the name Mister rowan, and covering up Donna Patt's college records was worth 500 mega bucks 2 U or somebody, tells me everything I need 2 mother fucking know, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

daddy's treasure coast, mountainpen dies on

2 many strange tings R ongoing 2 even begin discussing. Well Kenny, U and me have cool things in common, HER 4 one thing, or is it (2-HER'S?) Well, speaking of lights not going on and in your case, leaving U at all the wrong times, if that is U know your Latin buddy, LSS, we have quite a road-share, U and me, long years, long yards, Medical Centers, and many other Masters of Ceremonies.

Well, if anyone alive out here can tell me honestly, that 500,000,000 dollars is not a lot of chump change, then do it, and U WILL successfully impress me. I know 4 a fact that the Donald would climb up a phone pole at the dead of night if he knew a picture of Benny Frank was up there on top of it. It is those with the most, that want even more, this is because of a built in ingredient that formulates in a perfect equation, and directly relates 2 an old park pal of my dads, ling B4 he came down here 2 the Treasure-Coast, of Florida in Saint Lucie County. Notice the GAWNUM, has FP,F as well as the county, totally compatible with me-'871'.

Yes Mayor Medals, my HERO, and barnacle cleaner/beach sweeper of hyperspace somewhere that now can never enter this reality, U and me were also set up together by your so-called pal Robert McG. How does he manage 2 pull off tricks like this Mister Scott, as U said on that great Apollo episode of the late sixties, U can't do tricks like this without energy, and my brain de-scrambling this energy at the rate of conscious conversion or E kill squared Constant, and Ed Himacane's as well, never saw him at all, and yet there he was, right there, and U all out here do not think that someday I will not have the mother-fucking 'Poparotcee' crawling all over this, YOU'RE NUTS?????????????????? I still have my photo on CD of the Morianity-Foundation website pictures, not about 2 lose that or my GI-FLY of the Imperial-woods. Wow, the Forests of Odin there Count Petofi. A house that refuses 2 let itself B photographed and recorded, a man that can B recorded and filmed, yet remains invisible; and I am not supposed 2 somehow conclude that the great World War 2 Philadelphia battleship Eldridge was not real, gimme a goddamn fucking bweak Elmer Fwudddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Some family has this power and has had it all along. Yes the mighty medical family from the most lovely spot on the globe, huh, McG?

I knew she remembered me in 1980. U do not have an interaction like LOIS-FOCA and live 2 forget it, not in a million mother fucking years. She knew me at ten, and the GAWNUM insists that the year nineteen-eighty-six or its PRIVECODE-NUMBER, matches real well against Jehovah being humanly 16 years old at the time, word it out, play with it. Never ever forget that the only thing that ever can B real in any way at all, is VOID INFINITY. Whatever U think UR experiencing in dreams through hyperspace travel B it dominant or recessant, or on the higher Astral planes that R way more full of Maya-ILLUSION than this Physical plane is, Marilyn Hughes, U really R in the VOID, and REALLY, that is all any of us ever R, this is Y the few that know this while dreaming outside of it, a non-intended thing, go nuts and berserk, and must use distraction not 2 think about it, and the only thing powerful enough 2 do this monster-ass-distraction, is GAMES, power struggles, contests, all of it, the collective humanity levels of near consciousness over the past 10-20 years, verifreakingfies 2 me that we R starting 2 surface this hell towards our more aware and awake part of ourselves, there is no other explanation 4 the barrage of endless reality shows, TV games, video games, and the list is as endless as drops of water in an ocean.

1100 State Street & 1558 Pierce Avenue in Camden, New Jersey, the address of the recording studio, RPL where I was employed in a powerfully strange way from the fucking go-bat, huh mister Rowan Glassboro 'Insuctoworm', 1100, wow Romans, PIERCE, treasure Coast, what is this, another abbey Carmichael deal? Sure, she does not have 2 buy it, but yet I must, go eat the smelly stuff, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

This may not post up, huge Inductotherm hack in progress, got a red crawl line saying trouble, let me C if it posts, and later on, another blog called, 'part 2 of Jan. 20', will post up.

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

mountainpen lives on at daddy's treasure coast, subtitled, the blind can see all this

I have only 20 minutes, the library is jammed, and was closed down since Saturday, and the holiday again, as with all years; has a lot, but not all 2 do with this. Still, darling whittle Mister King, and FAMILY, played his part in the continued ruination and destruction of ME, not the Multiverse Existor, all though yes; I am that also.

Later this week when things resume normalcy here with computer and library, I can hopefully then tell U a story, it is major, natch, I'm under huge fucking death siege and never ending persecution, as of the time I am writing this, chemicals R filled in the sky from horizon 2 horizon, double X's, even trinitrail types, and many ugly fucking grid patterns abound all over, DEEDEE is watching me and keeping close tabs on her boy of fucking endless death as well.

The entire day of Friday and Saturday was one huge major plane and chopper attack, it lessened as the rest of this helliday went along, but was horrific and left me helpless and unable 2 blog, I smell a MAIL-COUNT HAMMONTON MIDDLE ROAD DEAL HERE, it stunk just as bad as the excuse given me 4 the change of mail delivery there that most of U should all know about, they needed 2 go into the system and C what I am all about and little do these diseased jerk fucking offs all know is that I am 'open-book-charlie' and gladly will tell anyone, anything, and at any mother fucking rotten time, wake me up at 3 if U want 2, no prob- BOB!!!!!!!! Small hack; maybe this was 2 fuck with me and not read the blogs, first real hack here, it just froze up and stopped, it is OK now, but how about when my non hyperspace daut did not like what I said 2 days shy of Summer's birthday around quarter shy of 3 PM, and let me know it quickly by sending me a loud unmistakable message the next morning at ten, not even 17 hours after reading my words. Coincidence huh, sure it is, and donkeys and pigs R flying the friendly skies, saw 74 of them on my way in here this morning 2 the lib.

500 million dollars was spent on a major Millie Bedellia deal by a powerful man in New Jersey named Rowan. I always knew Summer sang those fucking songs and that both Levy and I were set up in 1980 4 some unfathomably gargantuan thing, still the details elude me and I admit 2 it. I have 1q0 hours of things 2 report, I will get it up here, all of it this week, bet orange fucking chips on that one Julia White-water Company body count doppelganger joggers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah honey, thanks 2 all the dissections and washcloth attacks, I have been missing in my soul 4 a long time, what, about 40 years now, shit, dream on Mountainpen Misery Music Pedersen and the Intricates, DUH and color me totally MINE, says ME!!!!

When I go 2 the authorities soon with some powerful shit, all of U might want 2 rethink what UR doing 2 me bastard scum bags, especially U Mister property damage KING, MC-G. How did U come out on film yet keep 2 persons right there from visually observing U, and Y will the house on Plaza Place refuse 2B photographed, well it is time U all go 2 the next advanced level, MEOW, I am back, I am here, and Arnie, I -------AM-------- B--A--C--K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

chapter 10, MOUNTAINPEN LIVES ON AT DADDY'S TREASURE COAST

Death siege is continuing by the fucking scum bag MILI-2-FORCE, what the hell else is new? Chemtrails R sky fucking filled, I knew last cock sucking night's major bowel health attack hit was the beginning of this siege, sure enough it was. They say in the paper that was intentionally left 4 me, that the Dow market was up 23% on the year if I am reading it right, nice fucking root number mister Livingston. Just watch, it will B 12K by February, 13K by March, 14K by April, 15K by May, and over 20K by end of the year, JUST MOTHERFUCKING WATCH. Never ending persecution of pathetic me, they know that is all that it takes 2 wipe me out.

A PBHE was typed fucked up as 'JoKiand', meant it 2 come out (John King and).

Clinton jogging at National park that day in 1995 or around there someday, and the set up with the Meagan crew worked about as well back then as last weeks little fucked up attempt on their sick diseased part 2 get me cuffed and led away, got U all but fucking good, ya ass fucking holes, at C squared. Here is what they did 2 me and how it all happened last week. They read my blog. They knew I was frustrated about not getting my bennies and things not working right, and I said how I have 2 work much harder under this family curse than others need 2, just in order 2 get a small fraction of what all others get and expect 2 have. This is all they needed 2 C and hear, and they believed I was all set 2 charge over 2 this place that I go, and raise a motherfucking ruckus. I knew this, and SET THEM FUCKING UP. Suddenly while I was calmly and in a very dignified manner, talking 2 a lady at a desk, and we were having a quiet nice conversation, in walks the police. They asked where the disturbance was. They fully expected 2 have someone point in my direction and then they would grab me and lock me away forever. When the officer saw it was all nonsense and that he had been obviously sent on a fools errand, he did not know whether 2 belch, fart, take his pants down or suck on a used lollypop while itching his balls. He boyishly walked out with his tail in his hand. I had the silent Joseph Mohr (NON) night laugh of my life, and on all of my enemies 4 a change.

Who really knows what, and who really controls what? Just who or WHAT is really BEHIND what? Could rest stop pussy action like what i told U all about really b real and happening 2 an old ugly fat piece of shit like me in any REAL and WAKING world, just answer me that one brother Ed Green? Could stuff like the attempted lock up of a totally innocent and absolutely pathetic person and victim like me, go down in any real waking world, really, come fucking on man? Clinton at National Park, the Prosecutor and meeting him on December 5, 1989, the way Sarah treated me in the nineties when she obviously loved me so fucking much in the sixties, none of this could POSSIBLY B REAL IN ANY REAL AND WAKING WORLD, U ALL KNOW THIS, AND I SURE AS FUCKING HELL ALL MIGHTY KNOW IT AS WELL, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A family like TAWF, 'dreaming' about them, and then the dream all melts and merges into the surrounding so-called reality all around me as the 21st century makes its debut and continues creeping into the new age world, BULL SHIT.

I wrote a story about a man who shot another man a total of 40 times, reloading his gun over and over, 10 shots in each arm and leg, 4 a total of 40, and while the dude slowly bled out, he put tape over his mouth and sat there laughing at him and had a projector and a movie screen set up of the dudes young pretty wife, and he lay there masturbating and watching her around their back yard swimming pool, while the dude slowly died. As he died, the dude said 2 him in last words, U will pay 4 this, the gods will get U4 this, U will know of the endless light of darkness that will trap U in the worst hell. At 2 of the clock, Misses Torredo, my 5th grade teacher, yanked this from me; it was 60 hand written pages on school small lines paper, i had been hand writing this story all day, and not paying attention at all 2 the daily activities of the class. This was later turned into Miss turner, the James Stoy School Principal. 2 months later, with not one word ever said 2 a soul about this wild story that I was forced and manipulated 2 write, the school year was over, but the next year, I was forced out of the regular school system, and into the New Jersey Neuro-Psychiatric Institute, in Princeton, New Jersey. My education was the 1st thing that was lost, then later on, came a lot more than just a simple education, an ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE. Very powerful and strange transdimensional effects had only begun seriously permeating there way into my fucking diseased and totally screwed up life. 7 and a quarter years or so later, I was visited by my own fictional character in a powerful nightmare, i was almost 18 years old, the light indeed would not go on when i would run 4 it, and i would keep having this recurring nightmare all throughout the mid-late autumn, and beyond my 18th birthday on 4 December, in 1972.

This nightmare is Y misses Bassler/Krassle as well as others did what they did, none of it is real, and none of any of UR real either, but I know that UR incapable of believing this powerful truth. On one final nightmare, the dude tricked me and got his revenge 4 my 5th grade antics, Miss Carmichael. Hell, she'd've put me in prison forever, in these days just 4 a story that horrendous, and I was not writing this horror show, I had a fucking exploratron inside of me, dominating and over riding my conscious control of this fucking interdream.

Time permits nothing. The entire world will b blown 2 bits very shortly, i am working on a way 2 wake up at 18, and all of this will end 4 all of U, so get your fucking affairs in order, BRO, all of U!!!!!!!!!!!

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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

DADDY'S TREASURE COAST, MOUNTAINPEN LIVES ON

She has sent me a major 'annoyer' again here at this lovely library, what can b expected.

Harassment is off the scale, the past starting with Sunday at day break, it is nothing but wall 2 wall chopper attacks, planes, chemtrailing, it is beyond horrific, but then should I really have been expecting otherwise?

I am the bad guy, remember, I just love 2 break up marriages and families, right Lisa, right Dawn, right Millionth council in human form.

I fucked shit up big time when discussing BRANCHCODES. The number that I gave U all several blogs back was the hexnumer square root of 2 PCN's, coming 2 a 57689138. It makes 2, not 3 new branchcodes, the 2 and the 3 R close together and I am no great typist. It made BC#-761, and 918, always just ignore the decimal point on the 8 digit square root U get on the calculator, never work past your final 3 right digits either. U normally get 2, U may get one or three BC's, or even none from time 2 time. This was given 2 me not that long ago, by Gawky in a powerful interaction where McGuire was injuring me and had me tied up against a pole while he and buddies were throwing sharp broken glass things at me and i was slowly bleeding all over the place. Nice guy all over the hyperspace.

Last night, the NASA or whatever chopper circled around my residence 4 a solid 30 minutes starting at just shy of half past nine. I can only imagine where the Dow fowl Bones Jones H-ave-RAGES, presently R trading, if it is not over 11K after all of this nasty mother-fucking bull shit, I do not have a clue what it would take 2 get it there, BRAH.

Mariena Carlittia's version of MI BOOK OF THE BEACH, from 40 and a half years ago in the autumn of 1969, discusses the great secrets and truths revealed about Amelia McGuire, only no name was given then. Ziggie appeared 2 me and told ,me that I have had this entire thing all fucked up as usual. He showed me in Mariena's great red and white book how SHE was the one interested in me and following stuff I did all of my life since we met in 1972 around Christmas time on the freggin' island. She humanly will only pull this back most likely under powerful hypnotherapy, most likely with sod-pentothol needed as well. Let me tell U some simple things yet major things. In 1969 there was Marola, at coolie Hall, but also there were powerful continuous interactions, spreading like tree-seedlings 4 several years 2 come as well, U might use that other word of DREAMS. Then there was the great show, 2001-A Space Odyssey. The initials sot of make the name ASOma Bin Laden, and what a space adventure all around the New York City skyline in 200a, that all made, and MI buildings were the target, the ones that I named and wrote 2 the architects that I called it the project WORLD TOWER BUILDING. All this can B verified with enough persistent digging and probing around, BRO!!!!!!! Ziggy talked also about peeps doing laundry underneath the boardwalk. I remember going there 2 talk 2 them, and things unbloggable happened, as out of the washing machines that were actually spinning under the boardwalk, came flying out leaflets telling all about how my family was full of incest, yet Y not, the entire human family started as incest, and then through royalty under divine inspiration, made this seem not only the proper thing 2 do and way 2 behave, but was the command of society, it was expected, it was demanded under imperial law, huh, Tony Zenun, I always knew Haddonwood was some wild transdimensional thing, thank U Ziggy 4 the new information, but as 4 McGuire, my plans 4 your future R way beyond bloggable, BRR!!!!!

Diana warned me never 2 move down here 2 Florida, but who the fucken hell did Mountainpen listen 2, but the great Anthony? He seems 2 interact in bodies named Anthony (TONY), either extra small or extra large ones, and does not have color prejudices, the island could certainly learn some huge lessons from this mighty ass exploratron, whatever his true hyperspace name is. HSE or equation is not some mighty weird concept that Star Trek and shows such as this makes it all out 2B. When somebody knows in their true heart that it would not have taken all that much 2 have made her as she says, and I'll paraphrase it, 'Miss Tessmocker'ed'; this tells me of her awareness 2 HS equation. Life is a balance on a string, and hurricane force winds R blowing; and the string has greasy oil all over it, so remember; at any moment, things can suddenly occur, and all of anyone can B hurled into Angelique's dream curse, in one form or another.

As a child in 5th grade, I wrote a horrible story in class, while other kids were paying attention 2 the teacher. This story was so horrible that I cannot discuss it on a blog even though I do not have the needed time even should I so desire 2 do so. I can briefly tell U that it led to the light that went on in the dream inside the dream, fooling me into believing I am now awake and forcing the phantom illusion of me laying on my bed 2 slowly vanish right B4 mi eyes. The story dude came alive and told me my punishment 4 doing this 2 him would B beyond a hell that I could even handle thinking about, and he was 100% correct. No doubt or 601 numbers about any of this, Miss 'Lenny's-girl' CHILLIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The only number that was compatible after 8 or more non-compats, as well as after yesterday until Thursday, with me, was yesterday, so I did lots of things, important stuff, and it all went off without a hitch, now it is back 2 every fucking thing I bust my clit ass doing, going motherfucking wrong!!!!!!!

Much more needed 2 say, must post, and tell more later, DEEDEE was away and is coming back 2 watch over me, HELP ME D-E-E-D-E-E---, THANK-U!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Friday, January 8, 2010

BLOG 8, MOUNTAINPEN LIVES ON AT DADDY'S TREASURE COAST

I am under a horrific sky attack and death siege persecution by the MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE scumbag toilet eaters club, sometimes also known sir Prince as either the Nauseating Sick Assholes (NSA), as well as the MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND astral world authorities. IT IS OFF THRE SCALES AND HAS BEEN 4 MANY DAYS, DAY AFTER DAY AND NIGHT AFTER NIGHT. THEY HAVE TOTALLY FUCKED WITH MY PHOINE, THE ATTACKS ON THE GROUND r NASTY, SOME THINGS r NOT BLOGGABLE, AS u JUST CANNOT GO AROUND ACCUSING ANYONE OF ANYTHING WITHOUT REAL GOOD PROOFS, AND NOT EXPECT LOTS OF LEGAL CONSEQUENCES AND OR RAMIFICATIONS 2 ENSUE.

Mayan Dream, or cry and scream, no diff, the experiment was a success, they thought they had me real good, and they found out how totally assholish they all can B when I really put my intelligence into trapping them and playing and beating this bunch of filthy puss-bags at their own games, yeah, THEY r reading my bwogs, Elmer Fwudd, bet purple chips on that one, BRO, on any order of the musical project, BRAH!!!!!!!!

Anyone on the list, those that R on it know who they R, normally last up 2 no more than a couple of months, if that is it's being turned up 2 full fucking blast. Normally UR placed on THE DEATH LIST covertly one day, and UR between 10 and 35 years of age, it can B done in several stages, and cranked suddenly up 2 maximum, and then normally, U die fairly quickly.

The list and being hurt on it by this scum, is not real. It is only because I thought I woke up and really had been tricked by a light not going on and then suddenly dreaming I had awakened as it now had gone on, going on within the dream, since the start of my 18th year of physical life.

Here is one huge thing not ever supposed 2B known, it's my only shot at surviving this incredible new hell here in mother fucking Florida. TRS, and here is one or 2 of the biggest possibles that I swore I'd never tell, 2 myself anyway, but now, here goes. The first is about the mighty Gawnum and the special cat, yeah cat. He is quite special 2 in the eyes of mighty Scylla, believe me. Still a runny nosed simpleton child can take my past website and blogs and add up 2 and 2 with other things, and totally know that i make none of this story up about all Mighty Scylla Goddess, and how she once was my Sarah. Well she really still is, but I misspelled the page 150-250 and said the market is gone in 2050, and that she returns 2 SDC, I meant of course 2 type in SDK, Sahasra Dal Kanwal. If U take any privecode number in the GAWNUM, there R a total of 81 of them, U can C the others that show a match out of anywhere between 25-100%, or else no compatibility or a 0% match-out. It is all on prior blogs, just how 2 work Gawky's math equations out. If things R not worded just the right way, U will get wild and bull shit responses, it is the words and the phrasings of life and math symbols, working in perfect harmony with the music keys and vibes, huh old pal, Stevie???????? If U do 3 or 4 match out queries, U will HAVE A HARDER TIME MAKING SURE THAT THINGS R WORDED RIGHT, so if U have 2 that U want 2 then c what others might also B compat Gawnum numbers, working the equation a bit in reverse so 2 speak, add the numbers of the 2 PCN's and get the PCNT, and then hexnumer the product, or multiply this total by 16. Then with an 8-digit Wal-Mart calculator, hit the square-root-function on the gismo. Now, starting at left digit, C what numbers allow new PCN's 2 form, if U get 57689138, 3 new PCN's can B made, C what these new things have in possible common with your original 2 PCN's and get a mind blowing experience. If zeros show up, U may b limited, usually, 2 numbers come up on the square root, but 3 or 1 CAN SHOW, EVEN OCASSIONALLY NONE.

Roanoke, Virginia was settled some time ago by British colonists, and an unknown man amongst this group was Filbert Remington. He married a lady named Edith hill, had 2 daughters, and one of them married a dude named Stephen R. McGuire. They settled in a neighboring area, Jamestown, shortly after this was settled, and a strange tree was observed growing in their large front yard. At full moon light or near, it seemed 2 glow bright enough 2 produce near daylight conditions 4 miles around. Eventually this tree was the reason Y everyone fled this area, forever. It had some seedlings B4 a fire 20 years later wiped out the trees nearby this area. The new family had sons and daughters, one named Amelia McGuire, went back B4 the fire with her new husband, both in their late teens in age, and dug up a seedling 2 the magical tree. This tree is a story bigger than most of all Morianity. It is the tree of Coolie Hall of Haddonfield. It was named Bedellia, by Amelia, and later led 2a fairy tale being told by people in my century, while I was working at the recording Studio, called RPL. One day the story went that, and this was told 2 me by Elder Hair, of the mighty MORMON CHURCH, and was a secret told by the prophet who sold me a special Cadillac in 1976, the great MORONI. Anyway, this tree was producing pine-cones that had magical fruit inside, and Amelia ate of this fruit one day. This led 2 Sarah Karge and her family line, along with Paula and 'JoKiand' this family line, 2 intertwine a few generations later, some moving all throughout Pennsylvania, Chicago, and Atlantic City after this was later established as a HEALTH RESORT about 160 years ago or so. Many people know many of these secrets, and R keeping them and many more that r revolving around them, on pain of death, taking these private hells 2 their graves with them, so they will avoid the stuck-dream of the light not working, sort of Angelique's 'Dark Shadows' dream curse, where did Costello and Callio get their ideas from Harriet Rohr??????????????????? I left the school after the 2 teachers bum rushed me into the locker room and sent me hurling through a tunnel, it seemed a mile long, but was really more like 50+ miles, it led all the way 2 Tennessee Avenue 4 fucking Christs sake, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tunnels and trains, Amelia Bedellia's and Millie Vinnilli's, magic chains, Mariena and her version of my beach book, not BACH, but hay Arnie, what can I say, aniwho, much needs B told, and will B told. That White Lion KIMBA, U can KNOW, curly hair and all. So where is LARRY THE BELLHOP THESE DAYS, SHARING A BUNK WITH EDDIE MOLESTOR? We have MO, we have the curls, what else is needed, bubbling stomachs, Eagles games, 'Trinitrails'; and Wavy radio stations from Jersey????????????? Nothing just freaking happens, none of this is just happening. Little A told me 2 come down 2 here, this very spot should I ever feel the need 2 run far away, and then he tried 2 get me that night 2 take him back 2 his Manhattan night club, but I told him 2 go back and try and make up with his wife, they were staying at Trumps Taj, and had had a fight, this was in the early mid nineties or somewhere there about. No Mayan dreams or hand cuffs 4 me today, GOT U, play games with me long enough, and i will catch u in the act, and FUCK U ON TOP OF IT, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

B warned, enemies, WAYV is no bull shit, some of U will need 2B quite careful, and will have good reason 4 heavy stomach bubbling very soon, get the fucking hell of of my back, OR--ELSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Paula, U will not win, I can never die, remember that one U giant powerful goddess queen!!!!

BYE-BYE, all of U. CU in the freaking funny papers along with Jimmy, and tires 2 my fiends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

they did not like that one, blog 7 at Treasure coast

All fucking hell broke loose when I tried 2 print my last blog here at the library.

Giants sluts, hostility, and interference, translation, it simply refused 2 print, and everyone made ME OUT 2B THE BAD GUY, AGAIN, what else is new, this is the story of my fucking eternal hell, since I was 2 dumb and let them fool me into waking up here just because the damn light finally worked at age 18 or whatever. After this, 2 weeks later I was up on the island with my fave relatives, oh the gods, from here the story only gets worse. I always knew this could not b really happening, not in any real world that I had been living in B4 this nightmare. Paul Pedersen my old Studio Park records bizz partner knows some of my eternal hell loop, just not the nightmare inside the nightmare where the damn light finally worked, and so I believed myself 2B awake, and that huge PARLOR TRICK, screwed up the next infinity 4 me, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The printer upstairs here will hopefully work, let me use some more minutes first 2 hopefully get the gods even angrier, U want mother fucking war with me cock sucking jerk offs, u WILL GET IT, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lap top, the train, where do i begin, Howard Solomon, Sarah Jacobson, how about the coaches locker room at Coolie Hall in Haddonfield, New Jersey? This is where some teachers decided to take me, when I had accidentally recorded a conversation, where one admitted 2 infidelity on his marriage. The other one joined all of us, and they shoved me into a tunnel behind some coats, and then there was more room that kept going and going, what was it a future flash ahead Copper-top Battery commercial, I do not think so Mizz-Discovery-Zone, cutie pie. The story is major.

Back 2 the dream B4 the phone installer knocked on my door this morning. The trunk device has a name on it, HIBOCHEEY-Y7, do not ask me more right now, pweeeeeze!!!! TANKS!!!!!! I forgot or suppressed YI left the school in January, and went off 2 take a Computer Programming course, in Cherry hill. This tunnel led me 2 Atlantic City, and to McGuire's place; where all of them beat me up, and put me in a spinning top, that when it stopped going; I was on a train, all grown up, and it was in the twenties in December B4 Christmas in 1983. I was coming up on the station where this kid got off, and I was asleep with a lap top. she had opened it and pushed buttons on it and got onto a site that must have wiped out her mind, she blocked this until early in this century and then must b blocking it again, she must B. Forces unfathomable R very angry. The Otamm device said with flashing bright blue lights, door knocking and repeated this over and over again. This allowed me 2 wake into a world where it is the next day and my phone man was knocking right on the dot of 8 AM. There is a Christmas tree involved in all of this, and it never really was in coolie Hall, but B4 the train and the top stopped spinning, as though I was in a NASA simulator 4 G-force, I was here, and all grown up, MC was singing the song that later she sang about Christmas, the one about, U guessed it, if only we believe. This was also DREAMED as early as the start of 1970 somewhere, around the time of her physical birth. Just what the devil is really going on with all of this is really anyone's guess, I hate anybody who claims 2 have the ultimate answers, I do not care if its own 61st grandpas freaking uncle Jesus. U do not have all the answers, UR a damn LIAR, all of U that make this claim R lying!!!!!!!!!!!!!

U cannot fathom my hell since I was fooled by this parlor trick and the light working, I should have not let myself remain inside this HORRIBLE DAMN NIGHTMARE, ONLY I FREEAKING DID, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The tree, the top, the coaches locker, it is all more real than any of other parts of my life, just as was the chain, the Book of the Beach, and Sarah, SHE existed longer as Sarah than I wanted 2 understand Y, the reason she did was not anything U will ever understand and I thereby will not try and discuss it, she left here early in October, in the year of nineteen-ninety.

Powers doing this stuff 2 me and around me R energies capable of ending this entire galaxy by blinking an eye, so I am not a bit shocked at anything going on around me. I must ultimately find a way back 2 1972 and into that dream, and then wake up back where I belong. Keep fucking with stuff Mister Carlos Castaneda; and I promise U that U will live 2 regret it. I should know.

End Transmission:

chapter 7, daddy's treasure coast, Mountainpen lives on

Subtitled---GLAD UR SO HAPPY, MARILYNNE--WELCOME 2 INFINITY, HOPE U LOVE IT SO:


Nasty MILITUFORCE siege began at shortly past noon today, all hell 4 me, sky persecution is major, with chemtrailing and many crash low level private type small and loud planes flying directly over my residence.

Everything that I try and do goes totally wrong. I have 2 literally cry and scream and work 10 times harder than all those around me just 2 hopefully accomplish a third of what they all expect and deserve out of what is rightfully any of ours in the first place.

Chemtrail poisoning is causing heart fuck ups and painful bowel fuck ups as well. Hope this diseased bunch of fucking pure puke is happy harassing me 4 fifty five straight years now, must make all of U feel like such gigantic heroes. In time, MAGGIE will kick in with a huge terrifying counter strike, it is all a matter of time, I seem 2B destined 2 learn much more from personal encounters with so many recording artists, this last statement comes from a sixties biggie, old Billy.

Project name or codename in the black-ops NSA file in many universes of hyperspace is called, PEDNAM-POISONING, from words, PERSONAL DNA MATCHING POISONING.

Last night I slept quite well, until almost 8 this morning, when suddenly I am in the middle of a terrifying experience. I am living after the knock on the door that was 2 come in the wakeful world in just minutes, I lived the entire thing B4 it occurred in this waking part of my being, but U don't need 2 know the details, other than an old man,m very nasty and mean owned a row type city home where my car somehow drove itself onto his lawn and stopped dead, and as I went 2 knock on his door, he came out cursing at me and calling me horrendous names and then popped my trunk with some burglar tool, and low and behold, I HAD AN OTAMMITE device inside it. Dig that, ROG!!!!!!!!!!!!! But this is just the start of things. Let me move on with a topic that is similar. Any master claiming that they have the universal and only way 4 all of us 2 know or experience truth is a fucking pure liar, and is deluded or one of these. Am I calling HER a liar, the All Mighty Goddess of the great bible? Well if she lies 2 me, then yes. The law of attraction is total bull shit. It operates on the conscious mind in an energy, it operates on the truer U and me unconsciously in a matter world that comes from dividing the energy spirit world atomically by the square of the constant or C squared. The VOID or EWI, same exact thing, makes more sense than anything ever explained 2 any of U and U all know it. My proofs of this and the resulting factors of god games and distractions 2 avoid thinking about true never ending existence and interaction or else none but awareness inside a void, not a word describable thing, believe me, but the proof has been given, it is beyond any other proof, I said in LOIS FOCA, "Then one day 2 late, he'll come looking 4 me, and she answered me back agreeing that yes, "IT is 2 LATE", by the time I get the message, but she knew this site was here as a little tike on a train, I do not know how much time the library can give me 2 tell U all the story today, I must B brief and tell a partial story only 4 right now.

The times that I dreamed I was running 4 a light and it would not come on, and then it finally did as in time I really woke up, I did not REALLY wake up, I was bull fucking shitted into believing that the light finally going on was because I was now back awake, so I chose 2 remain in a new universe, this is serious major fucking bull shit, don't laugh. Sarah at school, Watergate, the next week up on the Island, all of it, wormholes, a huge thing all resulted, U need 2 know this all today but the time is running out.

Do not play with dreaming inside dreaming, b warned now by a real person who wants 2 go back 2 a real and normal life. U cannot, not once U enter the real disaster zone. As 4 the train, yes, I was told 2 come here one dark night in Atlantic city by a KING, Little-A, the Imperials, he told me this, and more, u need 2 know all about this later on. I came here all right, and someone saw my lap tap and this site as a little kid, and *I know she blocked this until around oh-2, and then remembered, I know this, exploratronics CAN indeed drive us nuts and bonkers. I will tell so much more later on by the weekend.

End Transmission:

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

blog chapter 6, MLOADTC, GO DADDY!!!!!!

YEAH GO DADDY-GO. Wow, things R definitely under a power that goes far beyond anything that any of us have the smallest clue about.

Forgive my many typos please, this session will really B a quickie, 20 minutes in exchange 5 an immediate seat here, can't beat the price. Still I will B typing fast and make some stupid proofs of Bruce Allen Pennock's mighty early seventies statement. Bear with me, or Wall Streeters, bull with me, and eat shit 4what U all have done 2 me, but guess what Gloria, i will not gain a huge thing in the material sense in this ADD, but I will, yes, SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have torn apart all ready about a dozen books here in Saint Lucie county, Florida, at the library here, and let me tell U what I know have recently and totally discovered. Their is an UNDERGROUND and this underground is the nineties NEW AGE MOVEMENT, they went, totally underground, I know this k now, and I know that my blogs R secretly printed by a very few around the world, and then circulated in the thousands but 2 the real audience, those that KNOEW there is no bull shit going on here with me and that all of the things that I say R real, R real; no doubts, no Miss Chillie's. Long story short, there R those few that know a powerful truth about how human R mostly being dreamed through by their advanced counterparts, and that with a small rewording of things, the book about time travel by the famous doctor Goldberg, is total truth. Still, it is not nor ever needs 2B done in a physical way. It is all done through a filtering down system of void, lawtronics, thought, and hyperspace, with the great ASTRAL PLSANE as the mighty and FUN at least 4 purposes of eternal distraction 2 not ever not existing, working and operating as basically the coolest and most imaginably expensive and sophisticated virtual reality jack-in computer system, including the greatest feature that ever could result someday should this b done humanly, MEMORY ERASE. Without that feature, Ur watching old snowy black and white television with 8 channels, next 2 today's high teck. Now this all being said, here is quickly where it is all at. I am under my rules in this ASTRAL game, and all others R all under THEIR RULES. It is as simple as that, so comparisons like my futile and stupid one the other day with the great author, Marilyn Hughes, was showing my still non enlightened full attitude, I am a growing new ager, along with many of my mighty and wonderful BLOGAUDIANS, BRO!!!!!!! Also, all others is so stupid a term, they all R just those other parts of ME that R not ME DIRECTLY, all real mystics and true new-agers, know this fact, with both heart knowledge as well as head knowledge.

Hope U had a nice trip and time, in ACNJ, MC, I will always care about U forever, SCYLLA, I actually have U2 thank in a powerful way beyond what U may B aware of humanly. U have helped 2 give MORIANITY, the mightiest PROOF 2 its most major belief system, distraction and games played by the gods, U know, your message of the 2 late thing, following my copyrighting my October 31, 2007 project, including the in-trance recollected real and true lyrics of LOVE-IS-4-CARPENTERS.

Thank U Sky, and the best of luck 2U always in what is left of your present human experience. I was always there u know that now, the dude was wrestling with himself by those awful stairs, and I was dreaming through it all, me the advanced future exploratron. The 2008 World Series is not disputable nor it is some lucky guess, both know that.

BYE-BYE.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

blog 5, mountainpen lives on at daddy's treasure coast

I have a stalking black ops Apache helicopter following me around today. Yesterday, Saturday, the sky siege is way major, and today is toned down just a tad.

Some things that I want 2 say, time here prevents me from doing so. While getting here 2 my new residence, the rest stop where the giant teen queen would not leave me alone, had much more of a story 2 it than just this, amazing at it is with just this, after-all, what am I, and here is this friggin young under-aged fashion model, and after me like I'm some frickin' Greek god or something. After I got rid of this ridiculous young dirty flirty thing, one after another, just kept coming along and parking next 2 my car, with all the possible places that new arriving cars could park, each containing an even larger and taller girl, and they all kept smirky type smiling at me, and I knew this was not just happening, not a million freaking years.

Y is this black ops chopper following me, and Y is DEEDEE everywhere, every single day, following me in huge flocks, even swooping down at me and looking right into my eyes with her beautiful buzzard eyes? I could C it if I was planning something that would disrupt humanity on a global scale, this is ridiculous, no make that totally preposterous.

All things such as the highway rest stop thing, must B of an exploratronic nature, as no other possible explanation is there, no other thing is plausible nor rational. Y do gods wanna play these games, and Y is life with all of its powerful hidden mysterious, one way 4 great authors such as Marilyn Hughes, read her fantastic book, "Odyssey of Light" is memory serves correctly on the title. Y is there only a DARK SIDE of everything with me, yet 2 her, it is all love and light and goodness? The only answer is that indeed, my family, and I, r exactly what MORIANITY claims itself all 2B, on a mission 2 take the sins of the world upon ourselves, and 2 exchange ourselves with the rest of all of U, so 2 speak so that all of U lucky butt wipes can live, and B reasonably happy, or, whatever congressman.

I was going 2 sleep a week ago or less and was suddenly here in this library, or some one of its duplicates in the vast atomic hyperspace. I was asking 2 of the dudes here, my young pal and the older gent in the reference desk, if I could find a book explaining names and their meanings, including parts of them such as pre and post fixes, as in the bible, AH being female 2 the male name, and since so many IAH names R biblical, what is this "IAH" stuff all about? In the 'dream', the older dude told me we all R now on the Astral-Plane and he has amazing things he needs 2 tell me but that a powerful goddess told him his dream is over, with that, my so called DREAM ended abruptly, or I woke back up at my residence in other words. When I returned 2 the library here yesterday a few days after my 'experience;. the upstairs reference section was closed down as this man had passed away. Oh, this is all some huge bunch of sicko delusions inside my messed up mind, huh Don????????? U and all of them sure love 2 get off on the hair syndrome, even sweaters it seems now, Jeepers creepers, GEE men chops!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look, I am not trying to do anything 2 your stupid society. Just leave me the mother fucking hell alone and the world just MIGHT NOT B BLOWN 2 BITS next month, K??????????????

The bank was as good as their word, they replaced the fees I'd incurred, about 380 clams, thank the gods, no thank the bank, thank U so much TD-Commerce Bank, UR the greatest.

If UR not looking 4 wisdom and hidden truths, it is as though UR blindfolded. U would not C a heirum of naked beautiful women, pots of gold, suitcases filled with Ben Franklin photos in rectangles with 100 numbers in each one, or any of it. U all choose 2 remain in this darkness. Yes, Ms. Hughes, when I make passionate love 2 Diana Arteemis at the great waterfalls on the AP, it is exactly as U say, blending, but humanly, while back here and awake, I enjoy translating it back into the human way of perceiving the merging of 2 souls so in love. While in Rome, U know, but yes, I find U very fascinating, U do seem 2 know a lot, so tell me, Y am I bent 2 the eternal dark side of all of this, just who am I, if MORIANITY is fake or I am seriously sick and deluded? Y do powerful unknown enemies lay in wait, endlessly, 2 forever desire 5 quarts of my blood spilled all over the place, Y. Ask Jimmy if U do not know, MH. Or if Trump and Donna and I all play tag with SSJKK, without a frightening set of nearby stairs in Long Island, maybe some symbolism will tell some of the tales, but as 4 letting the GAWNUM make a god out of itself, how can u not, it is a powerful absolute way of knowing many unknowns?

Saturday, January 2, 2010

MPOADTC, BLOG 4 or 5. who is counting?

I almost lost 400 dollars, I was in the red and incurring bank fees using my card, all the while never realizing my account was showing the little minus signs at the end of the figure, in school we only showed a minus number sign B4 the digits, confusing, still, I was upset and unsure, and had 32 leave and drive into the night alone and scared. I was able 2 ask and beg my bank 2 refund the nearly 4 hundred in fees that were charged 2 my account. I want 2 say 2 the entire world, the greatest and most wonderful bank on planet Earth, is the TD-BANK, not everyone is a Heinz Gottwald from Babylon, Long Island.

The air siege today is off the friggin' dial, choppers and planes R all over me, stalking me and following me illegally, it started at just past daybreak here in fort Pierce, it is very bad. If I am killed, the government and Milituforce forces behind my hell since the middle eighties R indeed those who slowly tortured me and led 2 my final demise and killing.

They listed me as missing. I was told on Wednesday morning by a 10 AM knock at mi door by the local police, that I am MISSING, oh well, I do not feel missing. THAT FAMILY will not give up easily, this is not over yet, I am not fooling 'mi-self' into believing that 4 a single second.

Anyway, the police told me I am no teenager and can live wherever I choose, and will take me off McGuire's GONE-MISSING list, history repeats itself. I just talked a few days ago B4 blogging here at the local library, 2 a very nice man, DEEDEE swarmed all over me as she and her family always does, and the next time I came here, the upstairs was closed down in memory of this man, he passed from this lovely dream and veil of endless tears just the other day. Powerful things R going on, U need not know what powers R surrounding me, but lightning knows it, and will keep me out of as much trouble as she possibly can.

In a court of law there R proofs that R required, or else the stuff never makes it beyond the lips of those speaking the words, but we all know that things just because they may not B court-proof-acceptable, indeed R real as the air, also an invisible thing, but try not breathing 4 a short while, BRO. Let me quickly expand here on this in the short time that the library will permit me now 2 do so. If my spelling and punctuation is less than Sky-perfect, remember I am in a super rush 2 get facts told, and not able 2 really worry about making a perfect text, read it, U can hear the message, that is all that counts, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Would U stand in-between parked cars parallel parked while a car is backing out towards the other one nearest U and sandwiching U in? I know that i would not. Just earlier today after reserving my library computer time, and leaving 2 come back again in 2 hours, this happened, it is happening all the time, as though jerk fucking offs R hoping I will hit them so they can fucking cause me lots of problems. As I said it in just not logical that U would not WANT 2 move on and get out of the way of a car that is backing up towards the parallel car behind it, we all know this is persecution and that these fucking total diseased pricks R somehow being paid or influenced 2 behave in this manner. At the highway rest stop there was an incident similar 2 this as well, on my way down here 2 Florida. This ass hole man ids just standing at the rear side of my car hoping I'd hit the mother fucking butt wipe prick shit. If it happens one more mother fucking time, I will get out and tell the person that if U do not get out of my way, I will take his license plate down, and tell the police that UR intentionally trying 2 cause me an accident, so U can collect money from my insurance company. I will only take so fucking much, and then I will go straight into fighting mode times hyper time, BRR!!!!!!

I knew that this wild B a real bad day, GAWNUMLY, as enemies know, things look bleak 4 me, the next entire week shows me totally incompatible with 8 straight dates. Now today's save at my bank was a miracle, maybe my daughter did this 4 me, who knows, she certainly has the clout. The facts about all this R so in anyone;s face it's beyond ridiculous, but who am I Terrance Mann 2 try and rock the boat??? Dave, UR so very lucky 2B dead and gone and away from this total fucking nightmare.

The copyright office knew it all, and I am ashamed of the people that could have saved me lots of grief. The proof that the Morianity biggest belief system of distraction and gods games, in the song lyrics of the real LOIS FOCA, followed shortly by the website and message left 2 me by my daughter. If this does not prove 2 a world of wonder'ers that indeed the gods R playing a huge and sad game with all of us, what does, BRO????????????????????? She could have, the examiner that is, written me a private and anonymous letter telling me what is happening, but no, this would have changed things, and caused the hemisphere 2 blow apart, it was all meant 2 go down like this. No matter what any of U do 2 me, I will b the one non wimpy boy in Mike Smith's book of mass murder, who does not beg and whimper 4 his life like a lost frightened puppy dog, it gets U nowhere, the boy got shot as dead as his friend, down south,m am I right? Makes no difference whatsoever, BRO.

TAG that we play in KRASSLEVILLE, could it B an abbreviation 4 TRUMP AND GAINES? Princess Yacht I presume, Livingston. There is a mile of things 2 say and not an inch of time left, must post, but Arnie sir, i will not B Beethoven!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U know who and what I will B, sir gov!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

End Tranny, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!












“Y SHOUDN’T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”


(The epitome of harassment, internet version)
(The millionth-council and me)
(Morianity project continues from 1995 on tape)
DATFILE: 021809.951


BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:


I liked it a lot more when my computer was a lot simpler, but genius Ed Himacane made some major changes when he was last over, and programs run and stuff happens, and it is a pain in the rear end 4 me, the freaking sweeper keeps signaling me and stopping the word program every minute, and also the WOMO gave me a bowel hit a little while back around 9 or just past. Now this pain in my ass computer crap is not stopping, I have tried shutting down, restarting, nothing stops it, some fucking worm is in this, the sweeper will not stop popping on and yet all of this has been swept. Well, guess Eddie will B coming back over. Someday I will prove I am being messed with somehow and take this straight 2 the ACLU and the FBI, cannot blog further until I get 2 the fucking bottom of this spy sweeper problem. All I can do is keep fucking with this thing, let it re-sweep and multitask, the gods; all I wanna' do is blog Ed, what have U done 2 me with all this complex shit? I am not looking 2 run a 20 tera byte system, just 2 do a little blogging 4 crissake. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, I guess that is all the dumb machine wanted, just to sweep again, as it is not signaling me and stopping the word program every 20 seconds, PTL--PR. Miss cunt face tried 2 wipe me out, have to shit my eyes a couple minutes now, or that crumb’ll nail me 4 sure. OK, now it is eleven thirteen. I will NEVER FORGIVE OR FORGET that horrid night, back in 1993; at the Atlanta Braves Ballpark, Jane. What U did 2 me was so despicable, it would stink right through a garden of flowers 8 light years cubed. Anyway I am not in a doghouse, I am in a far worse house, and have so much 2 tell y’all it sucks wind backwards at the speed of sound. Where 2 begin is always my biggest problem, as I never will have the time I need 2 really write anywhere near all that I feel is necessary; in order 2 reveal my major plight 2 this evil world in sufficient amounts, so as 2 get anyone with clout 2 ever take pity on me, and assist me in getting 2 the bottom of my hellish nightmare woes. Actually, if the top most powerful persons on the Earth all decided 2 help me, they would fail. That is how gargantuan my troubles really R BRO, Twinbay, and all others. I am not a pessimist Missy, and U read me all wrong that day at the Galloway, New Jersey Library. But nothing ever just happens and no one will understand what I know in its fullness, not Christians, not atheists, not scientists, not sci-fi buffs, not Catholics, not even Eckists, Monks, Buddhists, and U name it, as nobody sees in total clarity, what is real; nobody. The reason that all things appear 2B in some weird and indistinguishable code of jumbled randoms, beyond any possible human recognition; is because we believe whole heartedly, and take a powerful Copperfield illusion, totally seriously; that a projection around us is there and real, when in fact; nothing beyond our center of is-ness of being can B. This of course is simply because, as any possible space extends out beyond our innermost self, time brings it all back right into us in a circulation system of perfect and precise ratio and proportion, that is all a part of the mechanics of a hypersphere, or an upline thought wave in a down-lining process; and this is truth. Refreshing old blogs, 4 new Blogauds, that will most likely not go back, and sift through the long-winded Mountainpen discourses of Morianity, and its teachings; there is a truth that is real to itself, and the Buddhists R not correct that all truth is alterable and relative, to what an inner self makes it, until it eventually comes 2 realize that it is not really there 2 start with. This is all so true in a small box, but it leaves out what the great Atlantic City alchemist told me back in the summer-time of 1974, while I was staying overnight at a rooming house, owned by a lady named Selena Dada, on Stenton Place, between Atlantic and Pacific Avenues. The ultimate truth IS zero dimension. This nothingness somehow DOES exist, and IS aware of itself; and cannot find a way 2 shut off that awareness. It does learn 2 dream out and away from itself into phase two reality, or the Astral Plane; or the Shakespearean arena of the great dream shift, that mortals call the spirit world or realm. Some entity connected with the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL will not stop this fucking hacking, the sweep finished, and now the prompt keeps popping up again, so Ed will come over and get 2 the bottom of this fucking shit once and 4 all. 4 right now, I must live with this, as I have now lived for two days with no telephone service that I am legally paying 4, and I am gonna' contact the BOARD OF PUBLIC UTILITIES, no peace 4 a second ever, not on the weekends in that hell job, and now my entire weeks R wrecked. It is round the clock, with no let up, and not a moments peace 4 life, right WPIX-1988-New York, New York, UFO THE COVER UP TV SHOW, AGENT CONDOR AND AGENT FALCON? Talk about never forgetting things like dirty rotten Jane in 1993, or this show on channel 11, NYNY, back in 1988. U don’t forget major shit that goes down in your life, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never stops, it never backs off. Committing suicide only serves 2 make it worse 4 me, as I know it is all an illusion, and that I will just find myself right back in the same dream, like running 4 the light, and the light won’t go on, and realizing that U never woke up, and now U finally have; so again U jump out of bed and run 4 the light, and then again it does not go on, and I have gone through this nightmare 4 monstrous lengthy amounts of time, or whatever is really happening; just as I have existed forever and will; and I KNOW IT. I slit my wrists last night at 3 in the morning, and slowly bled out right here on my bed. It is so way cool 2 bleed out, and feel the life going out of U, as U get icy cold; and begin 2 fade away, believing as hard as U can that it will all B over in a moment, just as Skylar Rumson was told by Barnabas Collins, when he forced him 2 shoot himself through the heart; on the television show, 'DARK SHADOWS'. Only 4 me, I keep waking up and thinking I am dying; and have not yet died, and then die; and then wake up again and again, until eventually, I wake up, and the entire thing was just a dream, but then; I am aware totally, that all of this is just an astral dream down, and even that is a dream away from the truth; or the great void of zero dimensional existence; something no human being can fathom. Some of these mighty truths were once up online on a website called, www.morianity-foundation.com/ but this site is now defunct, as Kate and I do not have any money; nor any new material 2 copyright presently, on the subject thereof. I am aware that free sites exist, and Ed will B working on finding me one; and getting this foundation, and its many powerful truths, back up 4 this blind ignorant planet, and its residents 2C and know. At least this world will have the truth. The only good thing now, is that this stupid fucking pop up can shoot up every 20 seconds or so; and eventually go off, and it is not stopping the word program until I click on it.

Long story short, the mail was always delivered here at this lovely 6-9 room place, with rooms that all sort of go into each other, with no hallways; and just endless first days of summer of 2008, and a powerful goddess that has been chasing me around 4 all infinity now; but mail was always delivered here at about 10:30 AM, until about last weekend give or take, and now it is coming sporadically and never B4 3 or so in the afternoon. King Dawn the Queen, formerly and always known by, PRINCE; asked me 2 call the Post Office, and C if I can find out what is up with the mail around here, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reminded her what she wanted me 2 use 4 a telephone. She said, 'use the house phone that they have on their Comcast Cable system' that also runs my internet, and we split the package deal bill between us. Still, I reminded her that I did not have the number 4 the Post Office, even though I invented the thing a very long time ago. She always tells me how expensive it is on their Comcast plan, 2 call the service information operator. Her mom AKS, looked up the number in some book they finally found; a personal book of numbers and they had the local Post Office listed, yo. So I called, and Long Island Highways, and Lottery Cats that meow me 2 death in 1980, just 2 or 3 months after the LOIS FOCA interaction with SCYLLA; they have an interesting telephone number, right Frank Calli-0---D-I-E, YO??????????? There is no way this is all just a coincidence, wo BRO, I am not done yet, so hold onto your stupid looking suspenders, Eddie Albert Gabor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God these crashing cymbals get louder by the day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MC,MC, and all other non MC’s; I called and spoke my peace; and here is what the nice lady told me, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems the rural area of Berryville, New Jersey, formerly B4 Mountainpen and Prince, known as Hammonton, is going 2 get a mail count, interesting initials. This Mail Count is not 4 any reason I have ever heard of. The story I was given, was that all mail on local roads, will B taken first 2 the Post Office 2B counted; and then delivered. This is the wildest and strangest thing I have heard of since I invented the Post Office. Do they really think Roger is going 2 mail me something from Arizona?????????????????? I cannot think of any other reason 4 this very mysterious and strange SITUATION here, Inspector Louigee Henderson!!!!!!!!! If UR out there RC, do not mail me anything, this is 2 weird!!!!!!!!!!!! Your system is wonderful. I played 4 games today, 3 were all no signal, and the 4th one was an IN-LOW-8-STOP OUT LOW-14, with one green hit, for a 5 and a half unit profit.

Diana, I am not able 2 communicate with U in our usual way, until the repairman arrives Thursday afternoon. When he does, he is going 2 face the phone jack, insert plug down, currently with no pun intended, it faces up, right into that leak from the upstairs bathroom shit-hole, and even though this leak has been fixed; I do not trust these fucking pricks from here 2 the China Earthquakes, and the Hawaiian Volcanoes. Much later tonight, or 2 keep Don Cialoni happy from the recording studio, tomorrow night, as he used 2 say, “It won’t B tomorrow, until I go home and go 2 bed, and then get up”; I will B back on line with my big beautiful blond. Please always B around me Diana, UR my lightning, and I need U my love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt that terrific strike the other day, when I was moving something; and made contact with something. How I loved my days as Benny, and messing with U, and the only thing that saddens me now, is that U never trusted me with your secrets back then, of what and WHO I was dealing with, after all; it is all just a dream, right Chris Farlowe, plans and schemes all not withstanding????? Well, she did ladies and gentlemen, as I lay on my bed dying in 1790, no this is not a typo; crash, bing, Harry Callas, and 13 bells of Sound Pressure Level, BR!!!!! No DZA did tell me at the very end when she knew my heart was just about 2 quit, and told me that I would wake up in a room in the sun, and I did in 1980, but she never explained how she was Sarah-Stacey’s cousin on the great Astral Plane, and I did not know about her at all until the end of the 20th century. Maybe this is all how and Y and what made my dad so sick 2 his stomach on the train. No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over. I just think it was very rude of U2B saying this 2 my mom, at your shit hole mansion, at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York; right in my presence, when I was just a young lad of 17; ya son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog shit?, and UR the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton, my plans R all fucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever, but let me tell the world what happened when I woke from the dream where I slit my wrists. The market had gone up 1633 points that day. I know it, I was there; but by moving off of where I was exactly in the hyperspace, I re-dreamed myself into a slightly shifted locale, where the 'DOW' had finished off nearly three bucks. Hyperspaces make strange bed fellows, huh banker of Akoslem??????????????? U wouldn’t have wanted the Haddonwood property buddy, as there is a strange void field out in the lake there somewhere, that leads far away; and U don’t need 2B concerned with what this pitiful whittle retard knows about all this, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!! “Talk 2 Frank”. Yeah, I was good enough 4U back when I was 15 though, huh Victoria, U child molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH “I have such gorgeous hair”, do I? Well, U need 2 talk 2 Donna Gaines, and her friends; and then 2 the Wolf clan, that seems so fascinated by her last name. Jeese Louise Shannon Wallwarp Carwrecker Genlow, of December 18th of 2006!!!!! www.blogger.com/http/drunkenhive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost 39 years have come and gone now Vicki, bite me bitch!!!!!!!!!!! This whole nightmare chews. I’m bookin’, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y shouldn’t a dog live in a doghouse, a crazy house; or a nightmare? Well, because I never did anything 2 deserve this, and just because I am Stacey’s dog, this is just 2 keep her miserable parents happy. They banned all the dogs out of Her great city, and over the great wall into Dogtown. Read the last page of the KJV of the Holy Bible, Y would I make this shit up, BRRRR?

GOOGLE AND SWIS, AND KS-WORLD LABS OF 2299, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blmummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2009, and blog registered on an official registry bloggers website.

E~N~D------------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark or Jesse, Grammar schools in EHNJUSAESMWG in this or any other part of HS.






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          • anonymous said on Apr 02, 2009....
    You shrunk a bit there dalmatian, but I saw you still speak the human lingo, wow, you are telling the truth, God is 16 or at least she watches the show.

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This is YYYYYYYYYYYYY this poor dog should not live in this eternal doghouse, it is quite simple really. Let me explain things to you ladies and gentlemen:



BECAUSE IT IS UNFAIR

BECAUSE I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE IT

BECAUSE I AM INNOCENT

BECAUSE I AM IN AGONY AND TIRED OF BEING ENDLESSLY PERSECUTED BY ALL MIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS.

BECAUSE I AM DAMMED IF I DO AND DAMMED IF I DON'T.

GET IT YET, GOOD FOLKS???????





































































































































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