Oh
my freaking goddess, was this an incredible 51 months, since my last
few days living back at 831 Thirteenth Street, in Hammonton, New
Jersey, at the FBI Agent Steve Caruso's rental home, with Ann and
Dawn and hubby Chicky, AKA Louis Laines. Holy mother fucking Mariloo
Mackadoovirgins!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
was another wild and incredible day, week, month, year, decade,
century, millennium, and eternity. Let me just fucking focus on the
day for right now, however.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA
MIKE MCNULTY from 1971 in the purple for us all CBS-FALL!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh how I wish I could just fucking cunt lapping FORGET CUNT LAPPING
SHIT, Doctor Mark Wolf of Moorestown, New Jersey
Hypnotherapist!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MARCH
7, 2014,
FRIDAY
MORNING AT 2:11,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 66 DEGREES FNHT.
THIS
IS JOURNAL TAPE NUMBER 25,732.
Dear
puke eating diary journal, to quote the old nineteenth century love
sick school girls; what a fucking pain in the dick eating ass life is
when you are holding the 2000 year old family curse. Oh what a wild
and wonderful mother fucking family, us HUNTINGTON clan.
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEIT, Dawn-Marie King, and DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yesterday
afternoon, a few lightning strikes were within a few miles, a few
little rain drops came, and that was it for the big giant storm.
Still, the news fucking broadcasts showed major shit going on all
around me. I do appreciate lovely Diana for bringing her lightning to
me a few times somewhat nearby. If I had my way, she would be right
in my mother fucking bed and this entire room would be on fire. I
would be just as happy if Governor Rick Scott would allow me to die
in his beautiful electric chair. I cannot count how many fucking
times I cry myself to sleep wishing I was in the electric chair and
the executioner was about to pull the switch, taking me to my
wonderful awesome tall blond with those long delicious eyes.
Lightning my love, I could god dam ass eat you up, you incredible
teen queen you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
hate ripping off my pal Mister Simon, but wow have I been reflecting
back to high school days recently, and all the crap from back then,
even cousin tutors, Exploratrons who have long taken over humanity
and the educational system and financial structure and entertainment
industries of music and movies, and now even adding sports and
politics to this nearly ubiquitous grouping that comprises
''entertainment'', not even excluding gladiators and fights to the
death, if we can go back in time just a ways, good folks!!!!!!!!
THE
EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND is made up of advanced folks in futures of
countless universes in hyperspace, that for the most part, say 90+%
of them, is a totally organized group and club, and they detest and
despise with a fucking cunt passion, my attempts, futile as they may
indeed be, of exposing them for exactly what they are, here in this
universe and in this time of 2014 and back about 7 years give or take
from this point. Well, you shouldn't have made me do that school
play, on that Memorial Day, 30 May of 1969, Misses Wonderful
Exploratron Marola. When you all leave hints and clues around me like
Lenny Briscoe left breadcrumbs for those lost in the musical
catacombs, then you can expect me to eventually add up one and one
and arrive at 2, or go insane or die, but as long as I keep
surviving, there is a LAWTRONIC REGULATION, folks, and if you let me,
I'll try real dam ass hard to further explain this to you. You see,
if they do certain things, they must leave trails for anyone with an
open enough spirit of enlightenment, to catch on given time, to what
is going on. There is no LAWTRONIC REG that says anyone ever has to
believe a word I say or one rotten claim I fucking make, but at
least, there is a law that forces them to slip up and this is why,
the old saying, about getting away with murder, has still shadowed
the human race to this day. I won't say that no one has gotten away
with murder, I am not saying that for a single ass second, good
peeps. But it is so hard, that anyone not wanting to go to prison,
should never try, as the odds are not in your favor by a long-shot,
to do so. Thank the goddess, as what a dangerous Ollie North World
this would be, without this part of the LAWTRONICS. As you fall to
your death from a construction accident as an iron worker building
the Empire State Building or some other such similar thing, you may
curse out gravity, or the LAWTRON
GRAVITATION REGULATION; but take it away for the few
seconds you are falling to your doom, and you would die even sooner,
and that is truth, whether anyone out here outside the world of top
think tank peeps choose to believe me or
naut, Miss YIP YIP YIP BLAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes,
for those who insist on playing these monstrous detestable games with
me, from the LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE ASTRAL-PLANE, always remember and
know, that every bit as real and true as gravitation, is the law of
the breadcrumb-sleuth. You must leave enough of a clue to your evil
wickedness, for anyone willing to let their mind dare to explore the
very quintessential furtherest reaches of sanity, and perhaps,
slightly into the gateways beyond, with breadcrumbs back of course,
Mike McNulty, yuk yuk.
Yes
Mister Simon Chrodochrome, not all photos come out in Atlantic City,
and then, in other cases sir and pal, not all memories come out.
Still, one does when the other does not, depicting I suppose, the LAW
OF THE BREADCRUMB SLEUTH in the flesh. These laws are not easily
breakable as human laws are. There are stiff penalties for the
breaking of all laws, and we all are always, our best friends while
simultaneously, also are always our very worst enemies, good
folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, when
Type-3-Exploratrons begin to join together to form the ESS, never
confuse this with the P4E. These entities went way past being any
type of exploratrons. They are existing as the art and the fiction,
in the mind energies of living humans or PHASE-3-ENTITIES, the normal
waking folks, us, of this physical here and now realm, and in our
present lives. Once a cycle is set up however, they know they will
all meet humanly without knowing each other on a human level in any
way, and establish an entertainment system, as well as an unbeatable
way to steal money from the poor, endlessly, in order to be able to
finance it, which is of course, WALL STREET'S STOCK MARKET, and then
the real fun begins when these characters as pure energy, actually
effect the society and lives of the unsuspecting vast majority, the
fans of this system, or 99.99999% of dummies who populate this
planet. Why did I play with some of my own electronic magic, some
then are accusing me of, or you know, hay asshole Mark, are you not
the epitomized pot that is calling the kettle black, or at least
darker than I am hours after misses Marola did her planned thing in
1969, for fifty million years or so? Well, you could take that
viewpoint, and not be totally wrong, but please always try
remembering this old story here, that all stories have TWO SIDES to
them. Show me a coin with one side, and I don't mean with one side of
it just blank, but with only one side, and I promise you, I'll
fucking jack off, right in front of the nine robed gods that sit so
almighty and call themselves, the American Supreme
Court!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! disprove me and I'll renounce
MORIANITY to the cosmos, anytime, any place. Go ahead, anyone, I
CHALLENGE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
cunt huffing MPB is now 52% for DECEMBER-2013. My MPB for 2013 has
CROSSED OVER, not Academy Road to Grant Avenue, Cousin Carol Mason,
and any old boyfriends from your twelfth grade class, that made it
onto the Public Broadcasting Network, that changed the mood and the
Moog of the planet, in ways that I will be eternally connected into
and through, by going on with this same wild new music technology,
after Bruce Pennock of 2 Beaver Drive, Senator Trout, also made his
everlasting fucking imperfect impressions on my juvenile adolescent
brain, back in 1972 at age seventeen and a half give or take. DID
I SAY 52 PERCENT? I WOULD FUCKING
KILL TO BE BACK ANYWHERE NEAR MOTHER FUCKING 52%, YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am closer to 98% somewhere, in
2014. Only about 5 days in the first two months were not super
botbar, and no day in this March sadness fucked up month has been
anywhere near above SUPER FUCKING ASS BOTBAR, PEEPS,
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!
go
I do not keep track any more officially, but my memory is perfect,
and I know I have a half dozen days, TOPS, that are not botbar this
year in twenty mother fucking fourteen. It is getting worse and worse
and worse, just as music engineer Howard Solomon of 1980 quoted this
little ditty to me one day at the RPL Sound Recording Studio at 1558
Pierce and 1100 State, in Camden, New Jersey, United States of
America, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy,
(NJUSAESMWG)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am incapable of forgetting a
single thing, Brittany, so take that little TV set inside your old
boyfriend's ear, and you know what you can go and do with it in
ohm-4, honey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Victoria Callio and my lovely
high school gorgeous hair from 1970, Jesus fucking Christ Almighty.
All over the fucking north shore inlet of Atlantic City, when this
all got started in 1996 and 1997, New Jersey Division of motor
Vehicles started cranking out license plates with her fucked up
initials. Was this part of the forbidden secret you knew about, 8
years earlier and wanted to tell my mom in that diner, Jim Burr of
the non Jeremiah Burke High School of Donna summer Disco Dances, and
Dave Roth's old hated boss that he talked about 24-7 'till the die he
up and died along with Bo Jangle's poor dog, Mister Jimmy Batches?
Yeah Vicki, my gorgeous hair is still there, how much longer, maybe
CUZZ TRUMP ONLY KNOWS, as he seems to know so much about me, shit I
never even knew myself until the middle late twenty fucking cunt ohs
began to roll fucking cunt around, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So really,
why does the BLOGGER WEBSITE post
up the very same pasted in copyright page on my songs downloaded into
my document files from the Library of Congress, showing the dude from
Disney examining my music, while the WORDPRESS
WEBSITE does not post it up in that way? It is the very
same paste up, from the very same page downloaded from the one and
only Copyright Office, Mister MICROSUCKS
LIGHT-BULB LATTISAW JACK HACK
ATTACK BLACK HAT CRACK????
What
would these pricks do if they could not fuck with me, Bob McDowell,
of the great Federal Communications Commission? Every time I say a
little too much shit that THEY DON'T WANT TOLD, and the THEY can
always be replaced with the words of WOMO, or the MILI-2-FORCE, or
the LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE PHASE-2-REALITY, and so on,
BRAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, I will break up this wall of text for
now and keep the jerk offs happy over at the Unexplained Mysteries
Website, WHAAAAAAAAAA-BIT!
Speaking
of my copyrighted musical projects and the 1988 Dancing McDonald Gang
Nothing Prophets; the titles and dates of their registration, tell an
awful lot of additional fucking truths about my true story that these
blogs have attempted to shout out about for eight and a sixth years
now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ISIS-JUPITER
HAS HER WITNESSES, NOW I NEED MINE
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Can
I call that fucking DOW JONES,
or
am I just a silly ignorant nut case bragger? After-all, if I can do
some of these things, then maybe, just fucking maybe folks, I can do
all the things that I claim, even Water and Walker Street stuff,
right Dotty Dario, my lovely teen love from West Collingswood, New
Jersey in the winter of fucked up seventy, sweetie pie?
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Life
is full of canonized miracles, Pope, Sir, for me, aniwho.
Let me tell you what I mean, and this is a tiny smattering of all
that I could tell, but then, we all know that one real well.
And
I don't need to fake anything either; right Detective Bobby Goren, of
L&O-CI?????????????
As
Lenny McKinnon said it so well in 1982, ''Good Lord, and a
quarter''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BEAUTIFUL
LIGHTNING (GODDESS DIANA), SUBMITTED BY A CHANNEL 12 VIEWER, NOW
PASTED FROM THEIR TV-APP.
MY
BABY-BLOND
DIANA
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Tell
me if Marcus Muldanato, is still your bitch???
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