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human brain is not a tape recorder, and this is why powers that go
beyond this realm of life, did not like me keeping a life journal on
tape going back to 1983, and they destroyed it through non provable
ultra covert black operations. I had totally forgotten the day by day
details of the first few months in 2011. I owe my daughter a
tremendous apology for many things I have recently said that were
mean. Still and all, I know that indeed, if anyone is helping me
against an arch enemy of mine for millions of eons, it is my
wonderful ISIS, in all of her great forms. Thank you for introducing
me to your friends, you know what I mean, and let's keep it between
us, for both of our sakes. And I thought 2014 was a bad year. Wow am
I disappointed in my own memories. Back stuff up three years, and
things were far worse and on the order of a minimum of 90 percent
MPB. Holy mother of MIDDIE, lovely Jewelly White. You feel like a
dope on a rope when you realize suddenly what a buttwipe you are on a
major issue, I know most of you out here can relate to this at least
a few times in your lives, so don't even try to argue that with me.
Sometimes
the gates of hell can be an entire multitude of things that without
some heavy cogitation on it, you never really consciously become
aware that this is so darn true, good folks. But it really is. Mind
is everything, let the religious peeps call it soul, it is all the
same DIFF, my good friends.
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WHAAAA!
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***MORIANITY
PART 9***
''WHAT
ARE THE GATES OF HELL-B''
When
you cannot trust your own mind, this is most definitely one of the
gates of hell. Another one is pure unadulterated stupidity. Burned
meatballs, 2 sinks, and powerful Fascitar users, and then came King
of the moron club, MARK WAYNE MOHR. I have plenty of enemies, and all
the help in the world in making my life rotten, from all of them, but
the few who have tried helping me are the last ones I should be
critical of. I find myself in need of apologizing to my wonderful
daughter, so many times. As she would herself say, “here I go
again”.
FEBRUARY
7, 2014,
FRIDAY
MORNING AT 4:00,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 57 DEGREES FNHT.
I
have turned my air conditioner all the way down to cool off. I almost
physically died when I was back in 2011 via STM, cool as it is
outside, it feels 99 degrees in here. Good riddance to all the rotten
people who I trusted with my life secrets, such as the dam ass
BonJovi's. Don't come running to me when I win the 900 million dollar
powerball jackpot later on this year, right lovely © Office Head
Examiner, and I really do want you to keep your darn job, along with
Detective Ed Green!!!!
THIS
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