Friday, June 20, 2014

MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR, CHAPTER 003




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MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM-3



MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR, CHAPTER 003











Well, I've weeded out all of the enemy fucking jerk offs. I would much rather have a goose fucking cunt egg audience, than a bunch of phony bologna assholes who hate me, and hope I drop dead 24-7-365.2422.Not one person other than me since midnight almost a full day cycle ago, has been on this blog to read it. GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE. Does this mean I will stop blogging? Shit mother fucking no. It means I will keep using this as a SAFE-JOURNAL, so that what this mother fucking McGuire family has done to me, can never happen again. They CANNOT MAKE ME VANISH AND DISSAPPEAR. Notice the three times on the previous blog, FBI, that they fucking used the disappearing-hack and fucking made a word vanish three times. A child with a moron IQ can see this is all real.





9:46 PM, FRIDAY FUCKING NIGHT,

20 JUNE, 2014, HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

73 DEGREES, 100% HUMIDITY, AND DOORS STARTING FUCKING UP, SO WEIN-SOSO?







I am totally cunt lapping sure their diseased fucking DOW JONES flew up and up and up all week long, and won't even fucking cunt lapping bother to check it or post any charts, screw the fucking universe. It is way more important to the one person who matters most in this world to me, {{{{(((''ME'')))}}}}, that the late spring of 1984 poison cigarette deal proved itself out, as now I know that nobody real was there for me all along, an dis why peeps were just fucking teasing me and screwing with me, worthless assholes, and I am going to remove myself this weekend from that jerked off fucking LINKED-IN bullshit, and yes, I have my pass-code in a secret place in a drawer so I'll be able to get into it and cancel out of it. I am not some fuckiGN prick to just be toyed and played with, MUSCLES ED, you dirty rotten diseased fucking Birchbeer Crawford LIAR!!!!!!!









SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO Art Crane, let them all be total fuckiGN jerk offs. I know super huge shit, and they can all blow it out their fucking eardrums at light speed squared, Patty Jane!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





These poor dumb ass fucking mortals. They think because I have a hopeless life in HELL, that my truths are not real, and that my information is not fuckiGN cunt gold cubed. That's their mother fucking loss, lovely stars in the sky (Astral-Plane cities). Every single thing that happens in exploratronics has an upstairs, as I have an upstairs hammerer, both now, and with Mizz Rose Jacobey in 1985 and 1986, and HELLVIEW HIGHVIEW APARTMENTS OF WILLIAMSTOWN, NEW JERSEY-USA. OH SHIT MISTER GENERATIONS DATA, I know about Sorens and Sorenson, and nopbody else knows all the secret shit that goes on at the local Good-Will-Store. What I know would fill a mother fucking New York City Library, 100 times cunt chewing over, an d I know it, and screw everybody else!





I don't have to share my dreams with anyone, or tell any secrets to a bunch of muscles-Ed Phonies and prevaricators. I have absolutely no trepidations about making that outrageous and unfathomable claim, zero, zip, zilch, nada.





THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR COMING OVER AND BEING WITH ME LATE THIS AFTERNOON, BEAUTIFUL DIANA. YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE I COULD EVER LOVE OR CARE ABOUT IN THIS ROTTEN JIMMY EARL SHELLFISH CARTER HELL OF HENSTENCH ALSTATE, DC13. THERE ARE POWEWRFUL THINGS IN THIS BUILDING AND IN THIS UNIT I LIVE IN, THEY THINK I CANNOT FUCKING SEE THEM IN HERE, OR HEAR THEM, BUT YES, PARTYFIVE SARAH PLAYGROUNDS OF ANN REESE AND BOBBY WITHERSPOON, I SEE AN DHEAR YOU ALL. I JUST IGNORE YOU AS MUCH AS I CAN, AND I DON'T RUN OUT LIOKE A SCARED BABY. THEY DIDN'T FUCKIGN CUNT WASTE A MINUTE, TAKING THAT FUCKING SAHIT OFF THE ION-TV AGAIN, THERE IT WAS TWO WEEKS AGO, I HAPPEN TO SEE IT AND WATCH IT A FEW DAYS, THEN BOOM, THE NEXT WEEK WHICH NOW WAS LAST WEEK, IT WAS REMOVED OFF OF THE SYSTEM, KING SAGA GAMES EXPERTS OF THE MIGHTY MCGUIRE/KENNEDY ALMIGHTY CLUB OF COSMOS. YES JOHN, DAVID ROTH STILL ASKS ME AS HE STANDS BEHIND MY CHAIR RIGHT NOW, HE JUST TOLD ME TO ASK YOU, YOU OLD GRECIAN MOTHER FUCKER FROM 1997, WHAT PART OF 'WHY AM I AN INVADER' QUESTION, DON'T YOU GET, AND HAVE YOU GOTTEN BACK TO TOUR LEXUS YET, WITH DOCTOR DNA-SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You dirty rotten mother fuckers are going to erase me? IN YOUR COCK LICKING DREAMS YOU ARE. Take that to the Bank of Toronto, Philly Flyers Hickey Team of rotten TV-57 cox!





Yes, Diana, you did not have to come all around me again today and be with me, and I LOVE YOU SO GOD DAM MUCH I'D TAKE OUT A BILLION UNIVERSES FOR YOU IF YOU ASKED ME TO, PRECIOUS LIGHTNING. As invisible as they try and make me and as bad as they all try to erase me, they have not succeeded yet, Florida Attorney General Bondi, one lovely blond to another. The US © Office knows what's being said here, now or a busted fuckiGN mirror ago in time, YO. Two/toe, sue,use, I notice that hack was also used on my previous blog, BRAH!





All anyone ever has to do is GOOGLE up STUDIO PARK RECORDS, and you will see that the BILLY HARNER 2000 music project is real, and that they all made it go away and covered it all up. One day, one of these sick mother fuckers from Jersey will want a favor from me, before this is all said and done, so I will save you some time and trouble right here and right now. DON'T WASTE YOUR BREATH ASKING ME FOR SQUAT. KMWA, or as white as 90% is considered, Daddy ass, ordinary seaman. How my mom told me about th ehuge court case back when they were going together and later engaged to be married. Then after the marriage, the horrendous nightmares my dad had, waking him up screaming like a scared little four year old in a play fucking pen. Yes Dock Jessup, I see you over there to my right, and I know you were murdered, so was I many times. What else do you want me to say to them, oh that's cool, OK, I will tell them; if anyone is out there ever again, he says, go blow it out your hose, I made peace with what I did, did you? WEEEEEEEE; you tellem Doctor Florida. OOPS, the DOW JONES is flying; just as I told you all that it would do; and GINA-2!














DON'T EVER BELIEVE ME, THAT I ALREADY KNOW THE FUTURE!

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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!







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GINA, GINA, GINA, GINA, YOU KNOW IT GIRL, BECAUSE I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





















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