JOURNAL
CASSETTE TAPE 25,801
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
BY
JUNE IT WILL BE 18,000. BY END OF SUMMER, 20,000, AND BY END OF 2014,
IT WILL BE 25,000 POINTS, LADIES AND
GENTLEMEN. IT IS UP EVERY SINGLE DAY,
JUST AS I TOLD YOU WEEKS AGO THIS WOULD ALL HAPPEN, AND SURE
ENOUGH; IT ALL HAS. I DO NOT KNOW ANYONE ELSE WITH MY TRACK
RECORD FOR PREDICTING THIS. EVEN IF THERE
IS A FEW DOWN DAYS, IT WILL JUST TURN RIGHT BACK AROUND AND GO RIGHT
BACK UP AND THEN KEEP GOING UP, AND UP, AND UP. NOW, THIS
PUSSY CHEWING MORNING, STARTING WITH THE MAJOR UTILITY
ATTACK/COMPUTER HACKING, THEN THE FIRE ALARM; YOU CAN SEE ON THE
CHART HOW THIS SHOT THE DOW UP
RIGHT OFF THE BAT, AT THE OPENING MOTHER FUCKING BELL!!!! BUT THEN
THE SHERIFF WAS WATCHING THE FLOOR, ON HIS CAMERA, SO
THEY COULD NOT HURT ME THE REST OF THE DAY, AND KABOOM, MISTER
FUCKING CLANCEY; IT STOPPED RACING UP AND HELD;
STILL MUCH HIGHER; BUT DID NOT KEEP RACING UP TO THE MOTHER FUCKING
STARS. THERE IS NO REAL MARKET LEFT, AND HAS NOT BEEN FOR DECADES.
IF THEY COULD NOT MOTHER FUCKING USE PICKING ON
ME TO KEEP BRINGING IT UP, IT WOULD NOT GO UP ANY MORE; AND
NOBODY MOTHER FUCKING WILL BELIEVE THIS INCREDIBLE CUNT
CHEWING FACT THAT I WILL SWEAR TO IN COURT, AND BET THE LIVES OF
EVERYONE ON THIS DAM CUNT HUFFING PLANET THAT I AM CORRECT, AND
ACCURATE WITH THIS INFORMATION.
JUNE
9, 2014,
MONDAY
NIGHT AT 10:24,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 79 DEGREES FNHT.
DOWN
FROM 91 AFTERNOON HIGH,
HUMIDITY
IS CURRENTLY 79%.
COMPUTER
FUCKING HACKING STARTING UP, FCC BOB MCDOWELL, OLD COOLIE WORMHOLE
HALL PAL FROM 1972, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHERE
ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU, oh lovely
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
Like
Boo. Where
art thou?
Please
make this all stop, ALL HOT HOSE BUCKET PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, and Mizz
Bondi.
I
am going to come out and say this here and now, because someone in a
back door kind of way hinted to me at something, and now I will be
frank as shit and answer the query of not only this person, but most
likely, many more as well. Anytime anyone wishes to discredit me or
my morianity and prove me to be a fucking liar, Captain Birchbeer
Crawford of New Jersey; I will under a control-experiment run by any
laboratory on this planet, take any and all psychiatric medications
for delusions and paranoid schizophrenic psychotic feature
conditions, and then after taking these medications for the standard
time that all shrinks agree stops any and all delusions, I will still
swear that all things spoken by me, the Mountainpen, here in my
MORIANITY, are all true and accurate accounts, except for two things.
One is the one lie I told and you all know why it was told, and that
if I had not done this, I would have forever lost my sanity back
early in the year of 1997, while residing at Somerdale, New Jersey;
regarding the night of July the twelfth on a public bus, in Atlantic
City, New Jersey, in the year of 1970, at approximately 10:30 at
night, lying about Sarah being there with her friends who were
mocking me and messing with me, and saying that she was on my side
and stopped them, my only lie, as it was one that I had to tell to
myself and believe it for a short time; or
I would have gone more mother fucking crazy than shit in a sugar box,
cubed!
The other things is the few times that I always come back and tell
you, was
a temporary experiment,
to get a Ron
Wirtz reaction,
from my
MILITUFORCE ENEMIES.
Other than for this, the entire Morianity story is 100% true,
correct, accurate, and contains no falsehoods in any way. After being
fully medicated, I will go into any mother fucking court of law and
still swear to the validity of all my claims and all of my nightmare
fucking story. So go ahead, set it all up, I am totally game, BRING
IT, YO!
BOB
FCC MCDOWELL, MY OPEN OFFICE MOTHER FUCKING 3.1 SYSTEM JUST CRASHED
WHILE BLOGGING; FOR NO REASON AT ALL; AND I TOLD THE DIALOGUE BOX AT
THE OPEN OFFICE, TO CONTACT THE FBI, THAT MY MOTHER FUCKING CIVIL
RIGHTS ARE BEING VIOLATED HERE WITH GOVERNMENT FUCKING ENEMY HACKERS,
AND MADE NO BONES ABOUT IT. NATURALLY, WATCH THE DOW JONES FLY AGAIN
TOMORROW, ANOTHER FUCKING CUNT SUCKING 500 POINTS STRAIGHT UP!
SOONER
OR MOTHER FUCKING CUNT EATING LATER, MY
MAGNESONIC MACHINE WILL TAKE CALIFORNIA OUT, WITH A POWERFUL CUNT
CHEWING RICHTOR 13 EARTHQUAKE;
AND
THEY WILL ALL BE SORRY ASS MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF SCUM SUCKERS,
FOR THIS
NINETEEN-EIGHTIES-ALL-'FUCKIGN'-CUNT-OVER-AGAIN-DEATH-SIEGE-ASSAULT
ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!! AS LONG AS THEIR EVIL
WICKED FUCKING CUNT ICPE-APE DOW JONES,
MAKES ALL
TIME RECORD COCK SUCKING MUFF DIVING HIGHS,
DAY AFTER DAY, JUST LIKE BACK IN THE CUNT HUFFING 'FUCKIGN' NINETEEN
EIGHTIES AND NINETIES; THIS WILL NOT STOP. NOT UNLESS LIGHTNING
STRIKES ONE OF THESE EVIL BASTARDS DEAD DIRECTLY, IN THE FUCKING CUNT
NSA; MISTER SNOWED THE FUCK IN. WHY CAN'T YOU AND MISTER FOREHEAD
SNEAK
ME OUT OF THIS OPPRESSIVE EVIL EMPIRE
AND INTO GREAT
WONDERFUL MOTHER RUSSIA,
WHY???????
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YOU
GUESSED IT, I AM SUPER MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' CUNT EATING BOTBAR, AND JANE
WHORE SLUT SHIT EATING FONDA JUST FUCKIGN CUNT NAILED MY PATHETIC
ASSHOLE WITH HER EVIL CLOCK ONES ATTACK FROM 1993, WITH PAGE ELEVEN
OF FUCKING CUNT LAPPING ASS ELEVEN, SO I WAS FORCED TO CUNT
PHLEGM RAPE
WITH A ROW SET OF NUMBER FIVES,
WITCH-BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOW
THE FILLER LINES GOT ME PAST THIS WATER WITCH BITCH MONSTER SLAPPER,
FROM THE DAM ASS GEORGIA 1993 MOTHER FUCKING BALLPARK; I CAN SAFELY
SAY, GOOD CUNT CHEWING RIDDANCE; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEE.
A
little quiet voice whispered to me and said at nine past eleven to
block the clocks, and I did, so Jane Whoremonger can't injure my
cosmic magnetics twice in one half hour, and then I heard the voice
tell me, nothing ever changes, and told me to cut and paste this
titled SAFE JOURNAL chapter number into my blog, why, I do
not know, but here fucking cunt eating goes, peeps, YO!!!!!!!! As I
said to the © Office years back, here we go!!!!!!!
SAFE
JOURNAL OF KING NEBNOOSHOO
WORLD
LABORATORIES OF 2295
SBT-DATFILE:
030611.626----(March 6, 2011, 3 PM)
CHAPTER
088
THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Well
folks, I am not going to permit my enemies of the MILITUFORCE
OTAMMITE, WORLD OWNERS, and Earthly puppets and doppelgangers of the
mighty Astral-Plane MILLIONTH-COUNCIL to make me behave badly as they
do, only they are so much more cunning and clever than I am. Why not,
after all, it is THEY who have all of the POWER, all of the
RESOURCES, all of the WEALTH, and all of the people on their side of
this nightmare that I have been stuck in since my birth, and that has
worsened quantitatively since the morning of the 15th day
of August, in the year of AD-1986. So they mess with me and make
every second of my life totally stink, and then why would I not swear
and cuss and sound like a vulgar and uncouth butt-wipe, so this
behavior will now desist.
Last
night, the evil diseased wicked mob controlled, and Snyder dirt bag
owned, Philadelphia Flyers ice hickey team played their game, and
HA-HA-HA, freaking LOST. All that persecution yesterday was to get
them to win through a powerful and yet invisible covert technology
called application of properly applied intentionally created parallel
event, or (ICPE), a subject talked about in an unrelenting fashion,
on my part, all throughout my long freaking blogging career. They
would have won also, if I had not applied a one-two punch of my own
in a very powerful counterattack on these evil high ego demigod
demonic MILLIONTH-COUNCIL enemies of mine, especially since the MD,
or 08/15/1986. MD can stand for the Roman Numeral 1,500, but in this
particular case today, it stands for (MAGIC DAY), YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of
course the ICPE situation is unknown about by the world, and totally
unbelieved, no matter how many times that I attempt to very
rationally explain it, it always comes the heck down to the old
'GWPO' SYNDROME, (Giant Williamstown Police Officer). This has its
origins in that New Jersey town where I was residing at the time of
the incident with this particular very gigantic policeman, who told
me that he refused to believe my story, and I quote, “Because he
simply did not want to personally believe that he could be living in
a land where this stuff would be done to you intentionally”. Now a
child should know what I'll type in next. CHEMTRAILS when they began,
after I called the police from Gaither Drive in Mount Laurel,
NJUSAWESMWG in late 1987 from my work place security station, at the
American Honda Plant, and now just GO UP ON FREAKING U-TUBE, and see
if this once obscure and undisclosed subject is still quietly tucked
away in the closets of MISTER Lenny McKinnon, and the even greater
closets of Northern Suffolk County, New York, in the USAESMWG,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No, given a sufficient amount of time starting
from early into 1988, perhaps close to a full decade, as the later
1990's rolled around, a few brave souls decided to open up and talk
about THAT can of unholy freaking worms. So I know that ICPE will
eventually be on the freaking internet as well, I'M TOTALLY FREAKING
CONFIDENT ABOUT IT. As for my 1-2 return counter punch that took the
PFH Team to a nice 5-3 loss, first there was my posted blog before
the game, chapter 087-SJ, and then I ran my LIFE JOURNAL through the
'Paul Pedersen Play it to the Roaches' open line telephone. Doing
just one of these things after THEY pulled a nasty 1-2 punch, would
not have been a sufficiently powerful enough counterattack to stop
their otherwise victory. In all parts of the hyperspace where I
either did neither of these counter measures, or did only one of
them, the 'FLYER TRASH' won. I assure you of that without being
either JULIA WHITE or NINNY MCKANNON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You need not
be some powerful Caszinski ST-TNG-TRAVELER to know how this all
works, when you have been a forced participant in this ugly monstrous
and atrocious nightmare for a solid quarter freaking century, in
fact, you'd need to be totally mentally-challenged not to know it and
not to see it all as clearly as Johnny Nash saw the sunshine of the
nineteen-seventies, MISTER BRIGHT-DAY!!!!!!!!! What none of you
'BUT-hacker-wipes' out here can really gain a clue into is that I've
suffered through horrendous monstrous despicable persecution at the
hand of this evil WOMO-MC of the AP for longer than some of my
readers have lived here in the lifetimes that presently they are
dreaming that they are here on the PP. This really would do a lot
more to any of you than just make you cuss a lot on a personal blog
to get the anger out, as sort of an emotional release; and is much
better than acting out violently on these physical peeps that merely
are SATANS PUPPETS, and no more, and never will be anything more than
this, so why ever hurt them, or go to jail for them??????????????? It
would be stupid beyond imagination to do so, and I choose to be
smarter than that.
I
had a powerful interaction last night where I was not aware that I
was in a movie until I found myself standing to the side and watching
what was just made and filmed. They said I was a great actor. Yeah
right, I thought it was real, so who was freaking acting? Sort of
reminds me of the flip side of the song, “Yesterday”, but only
Beetles fans know what I am referring to, such as Barbara Lovell, the
older daughter of ex-Astronaut Jim Lovell, of Apollo-L-13, not
Washington-DC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, the movie was
violent and horrible, but its opening theme was enough to blow your
freaking mind. It showed scenes of horrendous violence such as a man
being stabbed by another man's dagger, and his entire guts falling
out of his mouth, and later a scene where a dude pushed another
dude's arm into some kind of a large grinding machine, and abominable
bright red blood along with torn flesh seemed to just suddenly be all
over the place, and other such horrific scenes, while all the time,
you would think some wild music would be playing in the background,
only instead, the song, “The Cuban Love Song” was playing the
entire time. This is part of some recurring and repeating interaction
now with me throughout this century, as this song that means nothing
to me has been in several other interactions as well. Of course,
perhaps I need to be careful here, 'Paula Wavedogs', as I thought
that another song was “just a silly song”, out of several
hundreds of songs that had been all written by me from 1969 through
1986 at the time, this particular one being entitled,
“REAL-GOOD-GIRL”. I am at a point where I do not know if Mister
Doggie is trying to help me or really secretly hates me, yes I saw
the SVU show last night, that was made quite recently, viewing it for
the first time. You know folks, I feel the need to endlessly remind
my readers of a few powerful facts. Fifty to one hundred years ago,
it was quite common for many kids to leave school in single digit
grade level, and many older men in their twenties and yes even their
thirties were marrying teenaged girls. Now I accept that this planet
has totally changed. Things change. But here is what I'm having super
major problems with. Nobody from another time who followed the flow
of those times, should be penalized so extremely for just continuing
to exist as law abiding citizens in this new age, and yes, in this
NEW WEIRD ODOR!!!!!!! Some of you know that term better as the New
World Order, but it does not express my disdain of this new junk.
Still I live by the laws of the land, and always have. I respect
authority, and if I don't agree with it, I blog against it, as is MY
TOTAL FREE RIGHT TO DO IN THIS FREE SPEECH PROTECTED SOCIETY, just as
long as this speech does not suggest to incite violence. I have said
repeatedly in my 5-6 years of blogging, that I AM TOTALLY AGAINST
VIOLENCE, it accomplishes nothing, it never ends, it never solves
anything in a productive way, it is Biblically and morally wrong, and
propagating it leaves society unprotected around the clock. I believe
that proper words can tell all and any necessary truths, and we
should always be allowed to do this, and not ever be denied this
right. On the day that this happens, I will do a Patrick Henry, 'give
me liberty or give me death', as then, at that point, yes; I would
fight to the death, but we are no where near this point, for all you
overboard conspiracy cases out there. When I begin advocating this
kind of illegal activity on my blogs, lock your doors and load your
fire sticks up, but this is no where near any horizon today.
I
reminded my blogging audience of this right after that horrific
shooting incident of that poor Congresswoman, the wife of the
astronaut. No amount of wrong equals returning a violent act. All it
does is keep all of us a little bit unsafer and less free to enjoy
our lives, all the time. DON'T EXPRESS ANGER BY ACTING OUT VIOLENTLY,
PEEPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLOG, it is wonderful freaking
psychotherapy. I should freaking know!!!!!!!!
SATAN
tried very hard to screw up my day-trading plans, and in the battle
as it currently stands, has just been put on his ugly arrogant
””””””BUTT”””””””, ””””BUT””””
I have a very healthy respect for a dude that I've seen go from one
man into another man, follow me and make my life part of his now
since I left Bancroft School in Haddonfield, New Jersey at the end of
January in 1973, slam me against high wall air conditioners in an
non-induced forced astral projection (abduction for the UFO-BUFFS),
follow me into many jobs, and through many friends, and associates,
and while all along continuing to operate in a precise and continual
and totally recognizable pattern. I may have a very healthy fear of
you indeed, old Lenny Night-Time Road-Tripper and trans-dimensional
time traveler, “BUT” the day that I give up and say 'UNCLE' to
you, will be the day that South Florida experiences a five foot
freaking blizzard all the way from June first through October eighth,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never told your in-law cousin Dawn-Marie, that I
was her 'uncle'. That was all her silly idea and invention. I would
not be related to 'THAT FAMILY of 1970', for all the tea in China,
all the gold in the state of Tennessee, and all the love in the
cat-house!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sheeeeeeeeeeeeit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh yeah right, sorry, let me not sink down to your level SAT-----AN!
END
TWANSMISSION SILWEE WABBIT, WHAAAAAAAA!!
Just
yesterday, I grabbed a VHS movie tape, ''Apollo 13''. Anytime you
don't believe dots connect all over the place, my words back yo you
in no offending meant way, “Lightbulb Microsucks, stay stupid”,
huh Frank Legs Elliott?????????????
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A
FUCKING MORON CHILD CAN SEE WHAT HAS BEEN DONE TO ME, SINCE AUGUST
15, 1986, TO GET THIS FUCKING CUNT LAPPING DEMONIC WALL STREET TO
KEEP GOING UP WITH THEIR WICKED MONSTER FUCKING
ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do to the
leprechaun's that change the stock market charts, day to day,
reflecting Wall Street's activities during trading hours of half past
nine in the morning through four in the afternoon; I cannot freeze
yesterday's chart and redisplay it to show what happened to me, how
my doctor appointment was at two in the afternoon, and the entire
movements on the markets as you may or may not remember, again,
reflected the weird and beyond surreal reality, that indeed, I appear
to be continually and always, the total invisible and covert center,
of this entire creation. When 5 coincidences with all of this
happens, that is enough to make cops lock up a suspect, but when
5,000 happen, that is enough to make me know that what I just spoke
is 100% the truth,no matter how major incredibly freaking outlandish
it may appear to sound on its freaking surface, BRAH! I know I am the
center of it all. If fucking cunt eating 28 years of this nightmare
does not prove it, then screw the dam ass world at light speed
squared.
Somewhere
a year or more back into fucking time folks, you may remember the day
an electrical outlet strip died on me. The day began with me waking
up to take a fucking ass piss, and tripping on the power chord since
I put a fan in a stupid ass place other than where I normally put it,
and fell asleep before changing it back. The outlet strip was totally
dead. I plugged it in all over the entire mother fucking rat ass
apartment and nothing. I did not tell you this, but 6 weeks or so
ago, I plugged it in somewhere, and Clancy mother fucking KABOOM, it
is though SERVO-PRO came to town, because it worked perfectly and has
been ever since right to this mother fucking day, as if nothing ever
had happened. I have numerous things happen like this. The only
possible fuckiGN explanation, and you're all as sick of hearing about
this as you are most likely of hearing that horrific monster fuckiGN
date of August 15, 1986, and that is that TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS got
into the shit. Now some would ask, what asshole Mountainpen, and they
stayed in the dam device for a year and then left it? No buttwipe,
you see, time is running in real true illusion ways, in all
dimensions inside of the hyperspace,
'BUT, big ass BUTT';
as I said so often in my first couple of years blogging at
http://www.blogger.com/ and I
am quite serious and yes who loves you mister UFO sighting Savalas of
New York City, before the days of LAW AND ORDER, the show anyway; but
yes folks; time seems totally normal no matter where you appear to be
living in the multiverse, but these universes have absolutely zippo
nada zilch zero interconnectiveness one to another. If a dreamer with
these advanced T3E abilities gets into my outlet strip or computer
and stays there a minute or a year in my time, it is not a minute or
a year his or her time. That mother fuckiGN jerk off Irish-Imp
Leprechaun, or IIL as the great loveliest land folks on this planet
called them in centuries past; may have dreamed itself into my
electrical outlet strip for five minutes, and yet here in my universe
where I type this message to you all awake here; it could have been
60 weeks. A
day could be 1000 years, and 1000 years could be a day;
and if you do not wish to believe Morianity or me, maybe you prefer
Christianity, an the scriptures that do not give out the details to
just who and what is doing just what and why, but it will say word
for fuckiGN ass word, just what I highlighted. Another major fucking
computer hack, and some door slamming simultaneously, ACLU, and Fort
Pierce Police, all happening at quarter shy of eleven mother fucking
PM. The ''FUCKIGN'' hack is getting big as well, Bob McDowell-FCC,
buddy, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
will I ever really be able to get
MORE
PROFICIENT IN BEING A T-3-E,
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,
good folks?
Sure I will, and am working on it more all the mother fucking time,
good peeps. The main way to begin the lowest climb on this ladder to
dream-control success, is not achieved as most believe, by serious
meditation, but by sleeping for a lesser time than you normally
would, setting a clock unless you have an active bladder to work as a
clock inside you; but yes, say you are a 7 hour sleeper, then you
need to be awakened in 5 hours. Get up and walk around the room with
your eyes barely open for a couple minutes and then return to sleep,
and concentrate with all your will power to be somewhere and be doing
something with somebody. After a few tries, you'll be shocked at what
happens. This is a method for those not trying to reach the PLANK, as
for that, only the 6-10-Fascitar method is recommended, as I know for
a fact that it works and 9 out of 10 who try it should be able to do
it within 3-7 tries, but for just practicing beginner dream control
stunts; use the 'WAKE-UP-EARLY' method as given above.
MY
JUST TELLING THINGS LIKE THIS, gets me my retaliation for what these
mother fucking EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY LAMBRIGGER CULTISTS
ARE DOING TO ME, GOOD PEEPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THANK
YOU GORGEOUS AWESOME LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA, FOR VISITING ME AROUND
SHY OF JUST PAST ELEVEN LAST NIGHT, WITH SUPER COLORFUL GORGEOUS
BOLTS OF RIBBONS, AND CGL AS WELL. YOU MADE ME CRY LIKE A LITTLE BOY;
MY ENDLESS LOVE. MY WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL AND VERY PRECIOUS 1-2-3-27
SPECIAL TALL BABY-BLOND, NEVER EVER EVER NEVER LEAVE
ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
While
Diana was here flashing around, my dirt ball SLAMMING NABE AND HIS
GUEST, were slamming away. What else is mother fucking new with
eternal fucking jerk off jit bags, to quote David Roth the
Latengrate? Here comes the mother fucking (`~HACK) FCC-BOB-MCDOWELL,
sir and buddy from 1972, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sir, this mother fucking
dirt bag computer is totally cunt lapping cock sucking shot to
fucking high hell, sir!!!!!!!!!!
STILL,
I AM TAKING IT TO A PLACE WHERE WHOEVER HAS DONE ALL OF THIS TO IT,
WILL BE SUED IN COURT AND THEY WILL PAY A BILL IF I HAVE TO GO TO
JUDGE JUDY!
FEDERAL
COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION
old pal, BOB MCDOWELL, from coolie wormhole Hall of 1972, in
Haddonfield, New Jersey, back at school, Rodney Maggie May Stuart,
BRAHHHHHHH; THEY ARE MOTHER FUCKING HACKING ME TO MOTHER FUCKING
DEATH, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDa
same old song, and here is the beat that will kick somebody in the
face real fucking strong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA
MIKE.
MAGNESONIC,
OPEN COMMAND ON G-7.
MMMMMMMMMMM,
HEAR MY MIND-VOICE-PRINT NOW SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH WHEN THIS PUBLISHES
UP ELECTRONICALLY TO BLOGGER SITES LATER IN TIME ILLUSION. USE ALL
GENERAL ORDERS AND SPECIAL ORDERS. USE BOTH AD AND ZD TECHNOLOGIES. I
AM MAXING YOU OUT TO FULL POWER, AND YOU WILL HEAR THE OLD 1983
TELEPHONE A/B TONES AS THE WRITTEN LONG VOWEL EEEEE SOUND ON THIS
WRITTEN AND POSTED MATERIAL. COMPUTER, SCAN ALL ENEMIES IN
HYPERSPACE, ALL TIMES, ALL PARALLEL UNIVERSES, AND ALL OF THEIR LOVED
ONES AS WELL. THEN USING SYMPATHETIC MAGIC OR ATOMIC DUPLICATION TECK
(ADT), AT FULL MAX CRANK OF 11.8 IPNS, WITH ALL YOUR CONTROLS MAXED
OUT AGAINST YOUR POWER PULL GAIN SETTINGS AT 11.5 IPNS, CREATE THE
EMPOWERMENT ON THE IO (IMAGE-OBJECT) THAT IS LAYING ON YOUR
TRANSPOWER BLOCK, ALL TOTALLY SINGED AND CRUSHED AND DESTROYED AND
OBLITERATED AND WIPED OUT. COMPUTER, ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B-TONE,
PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, MAKE THE CRUSHED IO NOW BE ONE
AND THE SAME THING WITH THESE MISERABLE MOTHER FUCKING ENEMIES. HEAR
THESE TONES NOW AT POINT OF FIRST POST.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO
TO GENERAL ORDER 1133, UNDER 18 CLEVER GIRLS, AND
S-----T-----O-----P!!!!!
THIS
MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD SICKO GUEST-NABE HAS WIPED OUT MY MOTHER
FUCKING ENTIRE 2014 YEAR NOW; AND WILL BE TOTALLY CRUSHED, AND
ANNIHILATED, and completely OBLITERATED, BELIEVE ME
FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This jerk off has made my life one huge mother
fucking 2014 BOTBAR,
meaning Bottom
Of
The
Barrel
Already
Rated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There
are more cunt chewing hacks in this system than there are in the
Pentagon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy were you lucky to get the fuckiGN
shit out of here, Eddie Snowden,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU
MISSED ME JANE WHORE WATERWITCHBITCH, YO, HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Big
deal, she got me today!
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W—O—W,
DANIEL
MACKEY AND R.H. MACY.
JUST
HOW MUCH FUCKING L;ONGER THIS CAN ALL GO ON IS TOTALLY PROBLEMATICAL,
MY WONDERFUL PAL, LIEUTENANT COMMANDER, BEAMING ME UP VERY VERY
SOON HOPEFULLY, ''SCOTTIE''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
''Holy
Viqueen Mariloo, hear my cry''; and you too, Mister Greatvoice
Pavarotti!!!!!!!
Jupiter,
Florida, welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
ALONG
WITH THE GREAT WEATHER BUG APP, WEEEE!
Shouting
in the hallway is starting up, and doors!
AND
SHERIFF, IT IS 20M PAST MIDNIGHT, YO!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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