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WELCOME
TO MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM-3.
For
the past few days, the blogs that had picked up a bit, have gone back
to the south lands, and folks are abandoning me again. It is quite
ironic. Each time things are just about to get as good as it gets,
the readership begins to drop off. Someone out here knows something
about this and there are not being straight with me. Just as my pals
Chris and Joe are not being completely on the level, and I never seem
to hear from them. Oh well, I will go back to my old pal Baptiste or
whatever his screen name is, as he is still in my e-mail system. I
decided not to let HALLS FREAKING FAWCES, the Womo-Milituforce, win;
by taking my life earlier this morning. Why hand dirt bag jerk offs
free prizes, to quote my latengrate old buddy, Mister David Charles
Roth????????????? SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!
Sarah
didn't want to sweep the sand, instead she wants to own the land, and
someone is hacking this mother fucking computer, Bob McDowell, sir. I
tried to drown her in the sea and burn the water-tops with glee, but
back she came, against the flam, to carry out her threats on me. She
can do some crazy things, impersonating queens and kings. But now she
lies forever strapped, inside a field that keeps her trapped. Ralph
and Sandy cry the blues, because their queen of hell must lose. The
valve of space and time is gonna' blow her fuse. © 1983, Mark Wayne
Mountainpen Mohr!!!!!!!!!!!
JOURNAL
TAPE NUMBER EQUIVELANT 25,762:
MARCH
29, 2014,
SATURDAY
AFTERNOON AT 1:28
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 83 DEGREES FNHT.
The
dirt bag WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCE,
awakened me with another nasty sore throat from sky chemical
poisoning of over-dumping of jet fuels in small concentrated areas of
cubic miles where I am forced to breathe in these slowly dropping
frost poisons. But I wish to tell you about the 'Macro-vision attack'
on my Comcast Cable, that I will be writing to them about; and
supplying them with my official cancellation of all their services,
should any other channels be likewise effected. So far it is on both
lower and higher tiers of their service. Most of the Spanish channels
are hacked out, as are numerous other channels. You may view them,
but if you run any kind of connected up recorder to tape or copy the
show, the picture fades in and out and scrambles up, just as if you
tried to make a copy of a copy-guarded CD or VHS tape onto another
recording machine. The only way to beat this is to get expensive
photograph equipment and train it into the exact perimeter of the
television set, and also run the stuff aloud and not through direct
plug in, as the aural and video have different broadcasting times and
are off by a number of microseconds and with separate running
photographic recording, the picture may gain or lose more and more
time away from being synchronized with the sound track. It is not
some easy task to defeat, and many call it low tech circumventing of
their crooked system that forces us poor customers to pay twice and
not get anything. The entertainment world is greedy, it sucks, they
want everything. This is why in 1983, after they way back then had
already stolen lots of my intellectual material and went onto steal
so much more in the years to follow, I used the term, “They want to
own the land”, as they want it all, they want to own the entire
deal, they literally in old fashioned terminology, are trying to
acquire all of our SOULS 100%, and don't laugh, it's no fucking joke
peeps!!!!!!!!!!! My letter to Mister McDowell at the FCC is already
in the mail-drop, and was left at my building's mail drop under the
common mailbox machine where th email person opens the entire thing
with a key and then places mail addressed by number into the
individual spaces, then closes and locks up the system, so that each
tenant then opens their own number area with their own private
mail-key. Below and in the center, is the drop to place outgoing
mailings. Read my complain next week, old school chum, as this
violates my civil rights and makes me pay twice, and can the Federal
Trade Commission get involved in this situation as well, old school
chum, and johnny-faster joker??????
I
am so cunt lapping sick and tired of being totally innocent, and yet
being accused of always being the instigator and the bad-guy in
everything. It stops now, or this entire world is going to blown to
fucking bits, I promise you folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At
least I got a good night's sleep last night, folks. I am someone who
is forced to appreciate any small and tiny miracle that comes my way,
such as this. Where you all would need to find a fifty dollar bill
rolling around in your yard on the floor of your local K-Mart, I am
just as ecstatic to get a real good night of sleep, no conscious
connection to the Astral or any of its parallel dream downs that
side-band this waking world, even though it is there, consciousness
filters out 99% of this extra-dimensional mind life, that we all have
and share. I learn to thank the devil for the extremely tiny little
blessings or his not cursing me at a 100% level every single stinking
ass rotten second, 24-7-365.2422!!!!
The
entire god dam ass month of March, I could type the following
statement into my blog, and would not be exaggerating one small
fractional bit, people!!!!! Today
is just another one of my endless SUPER
MOTHER FUCKING BOTBARS!!!!!!!!!!
I believe Mister Anderton and Adam Schiff, of the great L&O-TV
show, would say it perfectly right about now, YO,
“PITIFUL”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
knew I shouldn't have typed this in to my previous blog. THEY RESPOND
WITH MAJOR PUNISHMENTS. I have no rights to free speech. “Hay,
before anyone anywhere was where they are in the here and the now, I
had what you would call a very wild, DREAM where lightning came to me
in 1984, and said to me, quote, Little boy, that is my number, 3 to
the power of three; 27 is my number”. Then she somehow struck the
number 27-RED-ODD, at the layout and roulette table where I was
playing. You do not forget this kind of powerful extraterrestrial
encounter-1 with powers that go far beyond Planet-Earth, quite
obviously. After I printed this dream again on a previous blog, a lot
of grief suddenly came my way, as you all, if anyone is still out
here, knows quite well that none of this is bullshit or made up
junk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Only
the WSS (World-Secret-Society) knows how things all work together to
do many strange things, right Gawky Gaukauk?
I
do know without being god-almighty, that or a new breed, the Ythgimla
Dog of super mouse hacking Bob FCC McDowell my pal and sir; that just
in this example inside of an illustration, that MSC gave me the word
''MYTHICAL'' when they did not recognize god almighty in reverse, as
a new breed of dog. Let me go now and unwrap some of my Floridian
paradise, ha ha ha, MMCN, right? Deal with what happened in the
chapel that day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Girls are always all over me. I
am a private person and a hermit. I am not the least bit interested
in having relationships with anyone, like DUH-HYUNDAI. Now if it
really was 2006 again, don't get me mother fucking Eckert
Pharmaceutical started, tall lovely lady in Berlin, New Jersey, we
could easily be all day and for that matter, all weekend ass long on
this little hot number, WEEEEEEEEE!
COPYGUARD
MACROVISION
placed on paid for television, is or should be, made to be ILLEGAL.
WHY
DON'T WE ALL START A FUCKING PETITION ON TH EINTERNET,
AND TAKE IT TO FLORIDA
ATTORNEY GENERAL, PAM BONDI?
MISSES MAROLA SAID THERE IS A MAGIC POWER ABOUT NUMBERS. She ain't
always right as I disproved her with the soon to come lotteries, but
in this case, she's a hundred fucking percent on the $$$!
-
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
It
is time for a few more updates and details on why I
begin playing with voices and tape recorders, and just how this wild
mighty MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON
fits
into all of this.
First,
I had another pal from school, not just Jerry Heitzmann and Bob
McDowell, but Bruce Pennock. I have every reason to think there is a
good chance, as I am perdy darn good at voice recognition; that he
moved after growing up and leaving home and getting married and
having a family, from Barrington to Flemington, in New Jersey. I also
think my wonderful daughter's friends think things like family's
chasing each other up stairs in horrendous anger, and people with
terrible problems who shout and curse, are very funny, and I also
know that Tony Bonjovi knows for a fact, that what I told him and his
crew, along with what they helped me with, is all totally and a
hundred percent real. It all fits together. Both voices do, and the
logic behind it all since the day of the interdimensional BLUCRAN do
as well, gorgeous lovely Paula Patton. Hay Bruce Monopoly cheater,
your town is not recognized by MSC (Microsucks-Spell-Checker), more
to curse at, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Golly gash darn gee whiz,
1988 © Office Examiners and all
nothing-prophets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Folks,
I know that my daughter's friends hate me every bit as much as my
crumby daughter does. If
anyone out here is waiting for me to worry or get anxious over it,
keep right on waiting. I COUNDN'T CARE LESS, just give little Midge a
pat or two for me, I really loved that frikkin' dog. What magic you
and my rotten cuzz had over King Dawn I'll never know, as she liked
me once, and we had lots of good laughs together, and then suddenly
as if by none other than exploratronic total overriding control,
kaboom, she just suddenly hated me and there I was, stuck there,
unable to so much as leave Eggshell Road from early middle August
2008 through early middle December 2009, 20 months inside the fourth
fucking circle of Abbey Carmichael HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FILTHY
FUCKING WHORE JANE JUST NAILED MY PATHETIC ASS WITH HER FUCKING
ROTTEN ASS ONES, FOLKS, WITH PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN, LET ME TRY AND
OVER CUNT PHLEGM RAPE HERE WITH FIVES, YO!
The
ESS if you remember folks, wanted me to go to where, a while back in
a parallel universe that you'd all see as a wild and vivid dream, but
the COMCAST CABLE, up a windy hilly grassy dirt road. Don't forget
little details about me and my life story, please, you will miss the
real action that is all leading up to what historians and many more,
call, Armageddon. This is no joke, and I assure you Captain Jim Gary
Wildeyes Pals Kirk, THIS IS NO DAM ASS DRILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So
tell me, is THIS the equation, great Android
Rock and Nurse Chapel Rotten-Berry of the Bluecran Transdimensional
HELL?
Here
are links to all the blogs that prove my daughter and her family are
very mean and horrible people:
IF
ALL THESE THINGS CAN BE A COINCIDENCE, THEN YOGI BERA GETS THE
BIGGEST HEART ATTACK IN THE HISTORY OF CORONARY
THROMBOSIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK
JANE YOU WATERWITCH BITCHWEEDSLEAZE, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS:
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PLUS 5555555555555555555 TIMES 55555555, IS EQUAL TO WHO GIVES A
SHIT. JJUST LET ME HAVE MY DAM ASS 55555555555555555555555555555
55555555555555555555555555555
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NUMBERS, YOU ROTTEN CRUMB!
WHERE
ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU, AS I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS ALL TRUE AND
HAPPENING TO ME, EX-POPE BENEDICT-16, SIR????????????
It
is time for a few more updates and details on why I
begin playing with voices and tape recorders, and just how this wild
mighty MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON
fits
into all of this.
Do
I believe for one split second that the Exploratronic game is not all
integrated into this Sara Karge simulation upline with Lester and all
of them, Sat Nurine? Sure I do, I just fell off a turnip truck, and
was born at night, in fact, last night. Now that some fucking sarcasm
is out of the dam way, lots of folks are hiding and being cute as
shit. PP said to keep your enemies closer and he thinks I don't
remember stuff and that I cannot add up 2 puss 2. Wow. This is quite
insulting. Oh well, I've spent a fucking ass lifetime being insulted,
so if 60 years ain't enough to get used to shit, then tough ass beans
on retard asshole fucking me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As
for who taught me how to do all these things, Aquarius Records, let
me straighten you and your pals at WFMU garbage radio out, along with
the ex-Mayor and his radio station pals up in the enemy Trenton, New
Jersey area. Forget the triangulation of Atlantic city and
Haddonfield and Camden. Forget all the hell I was put through at the
hands of jerked off dirt bag bottom feeding quintessential
scoundrels. This story just screams out and totally all speaks for
itself. It is all of you who disbelieve it on an insist or else
level, that I am in here laughing at. You go believe you're a giraffe
for all I dam ass care, that's your bizz and your perfect right to
do, only it never is going to make you one, YO! I fell in love a
lifetime ago with Sara J. Karge, that's right, no H. I had all the
aches and H's I needed in my name then as well as now, as well as my
current family name that goes back into the Stuart Line in Scotland
and back before that all the way to the Carpenter Family and Jesus
himself, and before that straight to King David of the mopeds, huh
ten grand JOE? YOU'VE
GOT IT, YO!!! This is it, the truth, so help me ISISCYLOLA GODDESS
HERSELF. Go wash your hands, Cousin David and Cousin Donald!!!!!!!!!
Bruce
got me started in all of this, and that exploratron in that poor
bastard, is why he behaves that way, Aquarius Records. As for my kid,
she is on her own horse, this entire world is hers, and she was able
to get that and another monster powerful message out to just one
person and no one else, me, this one in particular from the top of
the Empire State Building in Manhattan back in 2008. who else could
do that, plus the magazine, the karate garage kick commercial of
gofers, the Rent-A-Center, should I go on, viewers, I could you know,
all day, l all night, and all day again, and without hardly
scratching a surface of an iceberg the size of Central Park, Trinidad
White!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I know mike white came out in
smalls, this computer is hacked to holy fucking Callio
call-10-AT&T-1983 H-E-double Lenny Briscoe hockey sticks, in or
out of the dam ass third grade!!!!!!!!!! Bruce also showed me the
coolest trick in the world at age 17. This was the very beginning
with or without Cuzz Carol Mason's old after high school boyfriends,
of the MOOG synthesizer inventions; as once I learn some new thing,
the word expressions of 'gang bangers' or 'gung-ho' don't begin to
describe things. From here in the early and middle seventies, plans
were all in the workings of this simulation game from Lester Upline
Kaku, and Lawnmower Men of the Lambrigg Astral Cult; to bring me into
the great and awesome mother fucking nineteen-eighties. This is where
we can leave this shit for right now. If it stinks too much, bury it
under some cat liter, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW, Daniel Mackey and
someday grown up boys and X-mas tree angels, perfect or
not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I try not to dot all of these things
together whether anyone chooses to ever believe that or not, I
actually try not to close it all up and hand it to Scotland Yard and
the other Babylonian 1972 Super Sleuths, of one way talking watch
dogs, at 175 Peninsula Drive, right shone on Jimmy????????????
OK
David and Darius, my hands are all nice and clean, so I may as well
start cooking me' ol' Saturday din-din and invite lovely Betty Davis
over, and her lovely eyes. Don't get jealous lightning!
THE
WEATHER BUG,
In
Partnership With
and
shared by this blogger, who may be contacted through:
Local Weather Cameras
Fort Pierce, FL 34950
THIS
HAS BEEN A VERY HORRENDOUS WEEK FOR ME, AND I PRAISE THE STINK BAG
ANGELS, IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!
This
super botbar Friday was what DID NOT GO WRONG, not WHAT DID. My
eyeglasses were no good and have to be adjusted. Chemtrail poisons
were all over the sky. Klutz incidents were major. People in general
were major. May health is rotten. The list is endless and I won't
bore anyone with my pathetic frikkin' woes, YO.
A
major illegal
strike
is on me, by the WOMO-MILITUFORCE,
but
then really people; WHAT ELSE IS EMMEREFFING NEW?
When
I came back from doing my afternoon errands, I was asked by the lady
who cleaned my apartment for the inspection, if I would drive over
to the local McDonald's for a sweet tea and two double plain
burgers, and could not refuse her after she helped me, but when I
came back with her order, I dropped the frikkin' tea out of my weak
hand and arm, and it went all over the place, and I had to go back
and get another, so I decided I may as well make my dinner a
mickey-D dinner as well, and got some burgers and fries and a
strawberry shake. As I said, this was not a day where I could begin
listing all the freaking morse-tap bunt tapping junk that went down
around me, it would be much more accurate of me to just say, WHAT
DID NOT GO WRONG?????????????????????????????
Even
now, strange noises are all around me coming from all over the
place. People are weird beyond weird, and things are dark and bleak
for me, as if the Pharaoh Plague of old Babylon is ready to strike
me at the speed of rock chucking light!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Peeps,
ever since I bought that blank tape at the Good-Will Store a couple
weeks back; I find myself yet frikkin' again at one of those
stinking rotting lousy cross-roads, like August 28, 2013, July 16,
1996, and August 15, 1986, and there are plenty of others also,
believe that.
Exactly
why my life has all gone down the way it has cannot ever be known
for sure, nor proven of course in any court of law, and I am not
some retard folks, I know this very well. Still, the simulation that
Sara Karge from ''upline'' is the best explanation in the world
right now to me, and you know what, the great Professor KAKU and
others in his community of think tankers, AGREE that there is a good
chance this could all be very Cooley Hall Wormhole true and real.
They don't get up on soap boxes and scream and frikkin' yell, nor
write blogs. But they do say these things on the intelligent
television channels. I would not dare lie and tell you this has not
been intelligently discussed on the Science Channel recently over
the past 5 years, as IT HAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In any event, I am
seriously cogitating on taking my life in a few hours with an
overdose of my medication. I have had all the gash darn rotten
bologna I can stand, and it is not going to get one bit better,
ever. As Howard from the RPL Sound Studio said it so well to me in
1980, “It only gets worse, it does not get better”. He is
totally and completely freaking accurate. If I can escape this life
by pure miracle, I will be the happiest dead person in the whole
darn world. You were right Pop, “The world does totally,
blankadee-blank blank blank”, and lots of other great Naval
expressions and expletives that have been deleted from this writing.
I
TOLD YOU THE STOCK MARKET WOULD FLY AND FLY AND FLY AND FLY, LOVELY
GINA, AND ALL OTHERS OUT HERE, DID I NOT???????????????? Oh Gina,
you can even ask
Evelyn,
Jimmy
Dean,
or Cuzz
Christine Myers
if she is 'still-alive', to use a 'mortal world word'. And then if
not, you still can go and ask HANDS
WASHING DAVID,
or his pal DEEZY
SLIM,
from the mighty and wonderful YOUTUBE!!!!!!!!
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ANSWERING
THE QUESTIONS ASKED BY BRAVE SOULS.
Yes
the trillion things that pertain to my past, and boyhood, Misses
Marola, 1969,
and so much more; No
I do not keep track any more;
not
of this, or anything else that is major frikkin' depressing. Who
needs shit that depresses the hell out you??????
Cut
me a break, cold cruel world.
Diana
was supposed to possibly come around and visit me today, ONLY SHE
NEVER DID.
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