TAPE 25,824

JCTE NUMBER 25,824

NOT “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”, © 1994.

I AM UNDER A MOTHER FUCKING DEATH CUNT LAPPING SIEGE, STARTING JUST AFTER HALF PAST MOTHER FUCKING MIDNIGHT. MAJOR UTILITY ATTACKS, CABLE TV, VIDEO EQUIPMENT, TAPE JAMS, WE CHANNEL FREEZING OFF THE AIR, COMPUTER HACKING, THIS IS MOTHER FUCKING SUPER MAJOR, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, SIR AND OLD SCHOOL CHUM, ROBERT MCDOWELL, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I need fucking cunt help!!!!!!!!!! A fire alarm went off earlier before all of this while it was still daylight outside. I know the cunt eating mother fucking E.W. is behind a lot of this, as well as Wall Street, Misses Cicone Wall Street Journal School-bus Borrower on Class-trips!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hacking still major, Bob from the FCC, YO.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCCCC:

YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO, AND YOU KNOW WHEN TO DO IT; EVEN TO BRENDA MOORE, AND ALL OTHER TELEPHONE JOKERS; FROM SUPERMAN HENDERSON, TO BATMAN JOKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ALL GENERAL ORDERS. ALL SPECIAL ORDERS. USE BOTH ZD, AND AD, TECHNOLOGIES; BUILT INTO YOUR PROGRAMMING, ROCK ANDROID! AN IMAGE-OBJECT IS ON YOUR TRANSPOWER BLOCK. IT IS SCANNED TO REPRESENT ALL CATSPAW NON SYMPATHETIC ENEMIES OF MINE WHO HATE MY GUTAS AND ARE HURTING ME AND FUCKING THE SHIT WITH ME. ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B-TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; HEAR THE EMPOWERMENT A-B AT&T 1983 TONES AS THE LONG-E-VOWELL SOUND; WITHOUT ANY MOVIE-RHONDA'S INVOLVED WHATSOEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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GO TO G-113, G-189, CG-18, AND S-T-O-P!

A lot of mother fuckiGN jerk offs are going to be real sorry in a very short cunt lapping period of time, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAY 21, 2014,

TUESDAY MORNING AT 1:55,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 66 DEGREES FNHT.

JUST WATCH AND 'SIEGE', THIS 'SEE' IS BECAUSE THE DOW WENT DOWN ON MONDAY, JUST WATCH NOW WHILE IT TOTALLY MOTHER FUCKING FLIES ON THIS TUESDAY, JUST YOU CUNT EATING WATCH AND SEE, GOOD PEEPS. EVEN I CAN JOKE OCCASIONALLY, WHEN UNDER A HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. GOOD LORD AND A QUARTER!

Saturday, June 21, 2008----THIS IS A TOTAL MUST READ!!!

MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING FROM MY QUEEN

HUGE COMPUTER HACK 8 at night, first day of SCUMMER 21 June, oh-8, Saturday Elton John night, But not Donna devil all right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, AND THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME

***BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:***

I NEVER WENT 2 BED TODAY AFTER COMING BACK FROM WORK, NEVER. I am shouting out to the FBI and the NJ STATE POLICE 4 HELP!!!!!!!!! I have no memory of shutting down the TV set or removing eyeglasses or falling into my bed, only that suddenly the TV was off, my glasses were on my face, I was or had been dead asleep, and all devices were indeed turned off. I bolted upright and saw that my fan had gotten knocked over along with a karaoke machine and they both were laying flat on the floor next 2 where I had fallen also without memory of ever getting 2 sleep.

EDIT AND SKIP:

When I got up to piss and straighten up the place, so that the fan is blowing air onto me again, and I can resume sleeping a while longer; I instantly knew that I was right back in this building, a medical place with 6-9 rooms that went more into each other and did not contain a lot of hallways. Mariah Carey was there, and her driver; a man about medium build, and bright glaring type of eyes.

EDIT AND SKIP:

The wind was blowing quite strong outside and was blowing right through all of the open windows in these rooms, and forcing doors to swing shut.

EDIT AND SKIP:

She started talking 2 me about how much she enjoyed being a super star and yet there were problems that she said she wanted 2 tell me about, but could not at the moment; as 'he' would hear, and I kept asking who ‘he’ was. She half smiled and pointed at a young male about 22 give or take, about five feet five in stature, brown short hair, not totally short like a crew cut, dressed in an old pair of pants with oil stains on them, and a green jersey with strange looking logos on it everywhere, many bright white circles with black lines running through them, 3 of them, like a triple X.

Now two things need be looked at before we even start moving further along with th most powerful topic on planet Earth, EXPLORATRONICS.

He is Y the Feds started messing with me, she went onto say; and they R not on my side, they must do what they R told by higher councilmen, and she was talking Millionth. I reminded her that she is all mighty and can do anything, Y not just zap him into oblivion? She smiled again and said that there is still so much yet 4 her 2 teach me about all of this and all the Earthly people making my life so horrible every minute of every day and night.

Now quickly getting to these 'Scott Ransom' people, who love to make my life A FUCKING ENDLESS LIVING HELL HERE ON THIS EARTH IN MY PRESENT-ME-LIFETIME; I TOLD YOU ALL, I'M NOT ONE FUCKING COCK SUCKING BIT CLOSER TODAY, THAN I WAS WHEN THIS ALL STARTED AROUND THE TIME THAT I FUCKING EXITED HIGH SCHOOL. This is an important fact to keep in mind while MORIANITY progresses along, kind viewers, believe me, I know what I'm doing, and where I'm going with all of this, and you do not need to, at this precise point in time, Senator Ed Lynch Watergate Himacane!

Now before Jane Water Witch Bitch Fonda has a chance to get at me and even worsen my 2014 hell; let me add some filler-lines, and get past page fucking eleven of eleven; thank you very much, Mister 1980 Robertson-RPL-TAPES!

EXACTLY WHAT FUCKING THRILL THESE PRICKS GET OUT OF FUCKING WITH ME CONTINUALLY AND RELENTLESSLY, IS ANYONE'S GUESS, I HAVE STOPPED PLAYING THAT GUESSING NAME GAME, SSJKK, AND THAT SIR ROCKDROID LURCH ANYBERRY; YOU CAN BE SURE, KIMBA THE WHITE JULIA LION OF 1969 CARTOONS OF THE TELEVISION-WORLD.

There is no stopping this, that much I know, and until MC does more than what she did in 2008, I will be stuck in this wonderful lovely limbo. Still, I can examine fucking shit, I have a mind, Mister Jackson McCoy. Take my life, take my identity, take away all the law and order in the world; but I am still alive in my mind, no matter what you do to me, right STEVEN HAWKING, old pal???????????????

W—O—W, Mister freaking Macy, sir!

MORIANITY may have been a complete fucking failure; but I will trudge along, endlessly; I promise, WOMO!!

Whether one is blunt or subtle or anywhere in-between, what is said is not the issue. The issue is always, what is able to be received by those listening to something, or for that matter; what is being seen. No two peeps report the exact same scene the same way, or remember detailed items of color or size in the same way. Is it truly that we are all so different, or is there a more magical possibility in all of this? I learned indeed there was, on a very icy cold and snowy morning in the nineties, in a place known as Gibbsboro, New Jersey, while transporting my mother to the Lindenwold High Speed Line Train Station, so she could go to work on that particular day. Still, I want so bad to be subtle, and say a thousand cool things, but nobody gets most of my story when I come out shouting from rooftops with extremely blunt and major controversial statements and facts.

Just who was James Burr, since we are now examining with heightened freaking scrutiny, or I am aniwho; all the major key players in my life, and then seeing which ones if any or all or none, have the proper prerequisites that would place them in a high probability of being either a CLASSIFICATION 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5 TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON. As time progresses forward,I come to realize that a great majority f peeps who I have interacted with in my nearly 60 years of life now, are zombies, at least at key critical times, controlled in other words, at these times, by powerful EXPLORATRONS. They even went back into time physically, which is bending my cunt sniffing mind all the way into Pretzel City.

Folks, the HIGHEST CLASSES OF T-3-E, the SCIENTIST and the EDUCATOR groups, have intermingled in your life as well as mine. Many people are and have always been amongst us, their kids go to the same high schools, they all live in houses and apartments and condos and drive cars and trucks, and you would never ever be able to tell them apart from anyone else, in a million years. The simple truth is that they are no different from anyone else, but again, if you cannot yet grasp just how EXPLORATRONICS AND DREAMS AND HYPERSPACE all sort of triangulate together in a sort of syfy co-op that defies anyone's imagination yet in Hollywood, at least from what I have witnessed so far in the Entertainment World (EW), you are just not GETTING ANY OF THIS. Hay, no biggie Ziggy, that's the way it goes, in or not in the year of 1969, right US © Office????????????????? Neither of these groups in the ESS are the ones who make coded markings in library books, edit or add or change rental movie tapes, and there are other things they do, and I am not going to make an enemy out of the ESS more than I already most likely have over the past decade or so, by further elucidating upon any single part of their escapades.

Certain things cannot be taken away from me, one of which is what I know and remember. You see, to do so would mother fucking defeat their endless purpose of driving me insane. This gets good, so don't leave now, piss your fuckiGN pants if you have to, but don't leave now, not whatever else you do, good folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To take my mind away completely renders their fun, null and void. But letting me keep a sharp focused mind, well, you'll see as we move this ever fucking onward. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

They need me, I don't need them. I know this from putting together one lousy 24 hour period, the day of December seven, in 1996. the day I learned from a beyond white hot teen queen gorgeous goddess named Sarah-Stacey Krassle, how to play the great and fave game of hers, called, “Guess The Name Of The Guests”. Oh that's not to say that when I woke up, and out of that wild hyperspace experience, that I remembered how to play it. I was left with a bazillion fragmented little pieces here and there, such as Mary Tyler Moore out on a non existing Tennessee Avenue hotel balcony, in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and Al Soifer, Nina Soifer's dad; and the manager of the Trinidad Hotel, where this balcony was a part of; all beat up to hell in the room that I used to stay at with my mom back in the sixties, for not giving her my address that he had on file at the hotel. According to all of this hyperspace bullshit, she was looking for me before I was looking for her. Well, in hyperspace there is time, unlike in Phase-2-Reality or the Astral-Plane, but time never is the same in altered dimensions. Each one may seem to have a running time that is totally normal, but there is no continuity of one to another, transdimensionally. Oh and yes, that was a typo or a (PBHE) on a recent blog when I called the Astral-Plane, PHASE-1; as the VOID INFINITY is PHASE-1. Astral Plank truth is at PHASE-2. Physical 5-D Hyperspace made up of countless parallel 3-D universes, is PHASE-3. Phase-4 is when peeps Astrally try doing no-no things, such as coming here to PHASE-3 mortal life in ways that violate LAWTRONICS, and so they end up coming in here, not through a very young piece of clay they begin to dream through, (infant), but as the imaginations and fantasies of already existing folks such as writers and dreamers, and well, you should be getting the idea of some of this shit by now, peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wind allows me to communicate with Diana the great Lightning Goddess, along with two other things, tapping sounds, and long-picture-'codings'. You cannot teach the electron, human letters and have her respond to them. She does not perceive things in that kind of small-picture-'relatability'. Fuck you to the world if you don't like me making up words, I've been doing it since about 1733, and don't plan to stop it any time fucking soon in the next 500 years or so!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If fucking shit fits, and established lingo doesn't, then I am inventing words that do, and if you don't like it, then plank it, and if I am ever in your employ, you can plip me. (pink-slip). WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

DAHLINGS, NOTHING IS WHAT IT APPEARS TO BE. THE BIGGEST MIRAGE OF ALL IS THAT I NEVER GET CLOSER TO GETTING WHAT HAS WRECKED MY ENTIRE LIFE, SPOPPED, NO MATTER HOWN MANY MICROSUCKS LIGHTBULBS SHINE ONTO THE SITUATION, AND THE GREAT ATLANTIC CITY AND ATLANTIC COUNTY OF NEW JERSEY, ARE ALL A HUGE PART OF THIS, YET EVEN THIS IS NOT THE ABSOLUTE SOURCE. I HAVE COME TO BELIEVE THAT THE SOURCE OF ALL OF MY WOES, IS THE EXACT POINT AT WHICH I FOCUS MY MENTAL ENERGIES ON, AT ANY GIVEN TIME WHATSOEVER. THIS FLIRTS WITH THE GREATEST PHILOSOPHICAL CONCEPTS EVER MADE ON EARTH, FORGIVE ME PLEASE FOR MY LACK OF MODESTY, IN SAYING THIS BOLD STATEMENT. THANK YOU VERY MUCH LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

his is also why I have never had a relationship with a woman in the physical world, and is why I am barely able to survive after the death of my mother, just as fucking predicted by the mighty fucking JAMES T. BURR, of Gloucester, New Jersey, with or without all of the sharks around my late Aunt Ruth Huntington Gottwald. It is also why this force from ''wherever it really is from, or when'', is all around me, and always has been; but this is not the first time it has been 2013 for me, and last time it was fucking 1969, was anything but the first time for me, that it was 1969. I have been looping around in this fucked up unfathomable nightmare life; and the reasons have to do with this washcloth family, again, as Jim Burr already seemed to know all about back early in the dam seventies; but nothing is as simple as 1-2-3, good folks. Diana Ross said it better than anyone else in the world, some time ago, while hanging up a telephone, *** N O T H I N G.***

Now good folks, here is the situation for all of you, as well as the great famous INSPECTOR LOUIGEE KENT HENDERSON:

I cannot help who I am, and the WOMO-MILITUFORCE cannot help who they are. I truly am convinced after nearly 8 years of blogging that will be rapping up very fucking shortly forever, and this computer trashed under the sea; that indeed, I AM DEALING WITH A REALITY-3, for a total lack of giving what I wish to make clear to all of you, a better and more descriptive name. Well, fine, so what is this fucking bullshit ass reality-3 thing, some or maybe most or all of you, are thinking right about freaking ass now, YO? Well, it has been touched on, glossed over, and spoken all around it, approached from side doors and rear doors, and a few times, a tad small amount of it has been told right up front through the dam ass front door, but no matter how direct and straight out up front door, I may want to tell it, it is not me who is just being evasive about my claims, it is simply that this is an enigma and as hard to describe in words, as those for example in the UFO craze, and their futile attempt to tell their non-believers, all the shit that they feel they know is true and real, and yet to others, all they say is a bunch of stinking fucking trash and horse shit, let's be fair and honest and real about it all here folks. The best kept secret in the history of human beings, is the religious nonsense about the two most powerful gods being at odds with each other. The truth is that APOLLO-LUCIFER is madly in love with SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE. This is why he hates me so mother fucking much people of Planet Earth, SHE CALLS ME, THAT BOY, and this means something major to HER, regarding ME!

Jupiter, Florida, welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.

AND THE MARVELOUS GREAT POWERFUL W-BUG.

I made some nightmare horrific errors in judgment in my life, one of them was that search and quest to locate Sarah Krassle. No human should dare to search for the Almighty Power that owns and rules and reigns over this entire multiverse, NOT EVEN HER HUMAN DREAMING '''''{{{{(((T-H-A-T------B-O-Y)))}}}}'''''.

WE'RE ALL LEARNING AND GROWING!

ERBER-ERBER-ERBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO, MY TEEN QUEEN LIGHTNING GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HEEDA PTCHA OF DA SKYLINE INDA SNATI, WIVFWONT, NICE FOLKS, WHAAAAAAAAA!
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[ 14 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	Sarah.	PAu002153196	1996
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Holy Callio Martino, another freaking PBHE, when I type freaking scrambled the word name, MARTINO to Matrino, oooooops.

Wow Mackey-Macy; wind, hacked mental typo ETTOS PAWM NON TREES, only that would be PALM, WHAAAAAA; still; remember driving and parking and parkway and driveway ironies of 2007, back in the fucking days with Eddie Himacane Lynch, oh great wonderful, powerful, marvelous, Prosecutor McClain; SIR???????????? Well now there is wind, tapping sounds, and codes from the great Atco house of Norriskicks Avenue, and not any street address on this Avenue, but 134, as in ISIS-25-codes. Another WOW for the MACY-MACKEY CLUB, IF PERMITTED SIR CUZZ LATE HEINZ GOTTWALD OF BABYLON, NEW YORK IN 1972, SHEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!

Have we really forgotten about February 7, 1997, just 62 days after they messed with my car radio while waiting for that light around 8 AM on the morning of Pearl Harbor Day in 1996, in the car with my mother, in Atlantic City, so I could make a right turn on Pacific Avenue towards good old 10-SC AVENUE and then then proceed to make a left down to the MCGUIRE PALACE, of the GREAT ALMIGHTY IRISH KINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy Skunk Water Jersey Pines Aquifer McGettigan Powers. If I shorten this from now on to just HSWJPAMP, you'll know what I'm saying, BRO-GREEN-LAWNS of Province-Weird, WO BILLY, yeah pal, I'M SAYIN' IT, Sally Lightbulbhack is being quite quiet right now presently, YO! PRAISE TIPLE GODDESS MIDDIE ISISCYLLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Peeps, we haven't even begun scratching the surface about how I moved into Atco in early 1983, and just what a normal average person would have wondered about and gone through if what happened to me there, had happened to any of mother fucking you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SIMPLE, FOLKS, THE WOMO-MILITUFORCE, WHO ELSE????

By By for now, big SARAH-CALLIO-COW-KALI-KAL.

posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 9:31 AM

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‘TEST THE SPIRITS, AS SHE SAYS 2’
T/T/W/M, etcetera subtitles 2 BLOG 5 on BDCWS
Datfile: 093008.623.55 ------- Begin Transmission:


Well, I drove Ann over 2 Wal-Mart 4 a few whittle items at just past 2 this afternoon on the east coast of America time, and a nasty CHEMTRAIL was right there 2 greet me, all ready knowing that I was about 2 drive over there, they obviously hear all that is said in a car, at a workplace, at a residence, and I believe as did Timothy McVeigh that microchips R Milituforce PLANTED right into people, the agent in the project that is so black ops it cannot B discussed, merely walks by the person 2B implanted and has a tiny tool similar 2 Doc MC COY on Star Trek’s original show, or a similar little thing, hay, stuff from this original Star Trek has long become totally outdated and obsolete, such as TAPED-MUSIC, “Mister President Lincoln”, so think how far the MILITUFORCE is so high over what we can even dare 2 want 2 know and imagine. Those that know, know that I speak dangerous deadly truths. If they wanna' keep pouring on this harassment, I will keep right on counterattack-fighting-back. I am not some geek in a high school, who simply intends 2 wussy-pussy out, and go crying to daddy and mommy, it ain’t happening, bright colorful lawns there, BRO. Yes, all ready, the Queen King came in, and asked me something about the trip when her mom Ann and I were out at the great Sam Walton’s place. I want 2C if I can get this posted, and finished, by 30 minutes prior 2 closing bells; as if I do not; I’ll B stopped from posting it until after the markets R closed. Free country? Where is Mo, and Larry, and Curly, when U really need them; bing, zong, goonk in the eye? Being sorry 4 not implicitly trusting my great Teen Queen is one thing, and I am; and now I do trust her, as I know U have some fantastic plan in all of this, that as of now; shrouds me in total mystery, great Mariah, but I am angry nonetheless at the filthy diseased LAMIST/ BRIGGERS/MILITUFORCERS, 4 forcing me 2 endure their evil rotten wrath and destruction, of my innocent and totally pathetic life; when I did nothing ever even close 2 deserving this outlandish and twisted infinite hell, other than being born in this cursed family line 62 generations down directly, from a brother of the great SAR Jesus. I cannot let all the cats out of the bag that I wish 2 right now, it would not B a bit healthy on my part should I in fact do so. I however, am able 2 say and blog this much. Scripture says that lovers and believers in the All Mighty SAR, or LORD, adding the AH makes this word go from masculine into feminine in the original Aramaic Hebrew language, should always TEST THE SPIRITS, 2C if they come from Diana’s brother Apollo-Lucifer or from the Upline Teen Queen that I know 2B Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, asleep in her own thought wave, dreaming she is All Mighty Goddess Scylla, U would simply shorten and abridge all of this 2 the word, GOD. I am testing many spirits, but how R they 2B tested, some of U may in fact now B inquiring??? If the situation being examined disagrees with the ten commandments and the basic principles found in the King James Version or KJV or the 'HOLY' and 'whole complete' total idea and mind, of this great book and its words; then your message is not from any source other than your own deluded mind, which in some cases as it is all from the 6th dimension, merely comes from your own systems of thought, and in rarer cases, it is a direct result of interference from ETTOS-TECK, from the mighty wicked demonic Briggbase residents, or the evil Lambrigger Cult, SATAN THE DEVIL, put Biblically in the time period of less knowledge and spiritual wisdom of the combined humankind, as exists presently. When I know 4 a fact that Satan the Devil hates me and desires 2 keep me down and oppressed, poverty stricken, homeless, friendless, and loaded with endless enemies, with poor health, persecution, conspiracies 2 wipe me out on a daily basis, and on and on; I must conclude that when a cat gives me a winning number that if I had played as the cat told me 2 play, Gawky Gaukauk that is, back near this time 28 years ago in the inverted digital ‘80 year; I would have made lots of money, and again, this is not the intentions nor the goals of Satan the Devil, 4 me 2 prosper in any way ever, in this material world. So Lottery-Cat, GG, is not part of Satan’s kingdom when U run the TESTING OF THE SPIRITS. On a later and future blog, other examples, both where it was Satan, as well as SSJKK; was determined by indeed, using biblical command, obeying HER mighty words 4 us frail humans; and testing these spirits.

(This is where I tell how Mister Cannon nocturnally abducted me, and we went on that strange road-time-trip, a month into the future, to observe the Phillies win their 2008 WS Championship). This is real, it happened!

Over the weekend, I watched the huge party that Philadelphian's were all celebrating, with blimps all over, and major cheering. I was in a major interaction with strange persons, a tall thin well muscled black young male, about age 25; and we had been traveling to Boston, MAUSAESMWG together; and were put up in a very weird and bizarre hotel overnight. He had some good friends that were on the New York Nicks Basketball team, that were gonna' help me in some way in proving my horrific and monstrous dilemma and plight. It was so real that I could feel the raw cold in the room towards late October, and then the manager of the hotel turned up the heat. A strange clock, and a strange telephone in the room, that we had been placed in; had a strange interaction with each other. Someday, I will tell the entire long and wild story, and include the strange road on the wild ride home, only not 2 any home or place that makes any sense now 2 my waking world brain and memory system. But the raw cold and the nice heat were more real and tangible than any feeling of temperature on body or skin in the waking world. Then the blimps that were over the Delaware River were all written with things, such as 'Phillies 2008 World Series Champions'. This was a wild and far out “DREAM” pal.

In closing, the main reason that BRIGGERS hate me, is that I would have been able 2 defeat their wickedness against me, and in my own strength; and breaking a Lawtronic/Biblical rule/LAW. This is when I was taught by 'lightning', from my bathtub in Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, how 2 use applied PE 2 the game of Roulette, or how 2 use the APE-2R, as she laughingly described it 2 me when I fell asleep that afternoon in a nice warm early spring bath tub, in my apartment, called the 'HIGHVIEW'. Things R soon going 2 explode huge hyper time with Dawnie Terra the terrible, and some incredible thing will eventually transpire in this marvelous scary and far out MARHOUSE. Don’t get all excited there late Merv Griffin/Pipe, along with your advertising gang, coincidence, just chalk it up 2 that, right? HA!!!!!!!!! Mervelous Merv, and Marvelous Marhouses, all not withstanding; let me now C if Satan the Devil, will let me post this blog up B4 the closing bell on their cheated and controlled fixed Dow Jones, SEC??

BYE-BYE all, 4 now. I will C Y’ALL LATER ON FOLKS, WHAAAAAA ELMER FWUDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 12:40 PM

Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE, government persecution in league with MILLIONTH COUNCIL. millionth council and bermuda triangle

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Post a Comment Hello up here, it is nearly four years in the future, WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

If you hear me, ME, get out of there and away from this family, as fast as you can!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MORIANITY for MILLENNIUM 3

RE-POSTED, ON WEDNESDAY MORNING, 21 MAY, 2014.

So just who was James Burr? Well, there was most definitely a set of T3E inside of him during the period that we interacted together in new Jersey in th eseventies and eighties, but then, there are advanced T3E's inside most likely, ALL OF US, here and there, explaining things like why my life is th eway it is, and why you saw that UFO, and why did my wife just sleep around for no good reason when I was always good to her, and why did the guy go nuts in florida and kill his parents that recently got sentenced to two life sentences as well he should, but the problem is that some other advanced piece of shit mother fucker did the actual crime, went back to being awake in their parallel universe, and never will spend a minute in jail. This planet in 2014 is just not ready to begin to handle the reality of mother fucking EXPLORATRONICS!!!!!!! It really is just that simple, to quote BB John Henningsen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why did Mariah Carey do what she did in 2008? Gee, could it all be about EXPLORATRONICS. Doesn't anyone get any of this shit yet? Howe dumb is everybody for fucking crissake? Hay McNulty, YO, laugh at them, but laugh at yourself too, YO! AHA!

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