Wednesday, October 1, 2014

ICPISTMCMM, CHAPTER 00025










I AM UNDER A FUCKING MAJOR DEATH SIEGE TODAY. IT STARTED OUT IN THE WORLD OF SPIRIT WHERE IT NORMALLY DOES, OR WHILE ASLEEP, WITH HORRIFIC FUCKING CUNT NIGHTMARES. MY COMPUTER IS RUNNING SLOW AND WEIRD, AND APPEARS FUCKING SOMEWHAT HACKED FROM THE SWING BAT, LOUD SHIT WAS OUT IN THE HALL EARLY ON, AND DIRT BAG JAMES ACROSS FROM ME IS THERE AND NOISY. AT&T PUT ANOTHER FUCKING LOUD NASTY ILLEGAL SQUEAL SOUND THROUGH MY PHONE, HURTING MY EARS, AND WILL GET SUED FOR THIS. SOON, I WILL BE DOWNSTAIRS, REPORTING SATURDAY'S CRIME TO RESIDENT MANAGER, MIZZ MARRATO.























OCTOBER 1, 2014,

LATE WEDNESDAY MORNING AT 10:36

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 85 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMUIDITY IS 83%, FEELING 97 DEGREES.

DAILY RANGE SO FAR, H-85/L-73.















Lightning came around to visit with me yesterday afternoon again. Without her, I would be long insane and long dead, and the evil empire knows it. I am being tortured to mother fucking death, and no one believes me, and no one will help me, and on top of that I have people all over trying to hurt me even fucking cunt worse. They wait for you to be down all the cunt chewing fucking way, and then they knock you in the guts and kick in your teeth even more. If it was not happening to fucking cunt me, I'd be the first man at the gate to call me a looney crazy sike case.









THE GREAT AND AWESOME 27. IF I AM CORRECT, FUCK MY COUSIN CAROL, NOT THAT I WOULDN'T WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER, AS SHE WAS VERY GORGOUS; BUT THAT OTHER KIND OF FUCK HER. I MEAN REALLY, GIMME' A BRAKE HERE MARGIE FREAKING LEO IN 1985, AND LOVELY INGRID IN 1984. IF THIS IS KARGE'S GREAT COMPUTER PROGRAM, AS THE VERY BEST CURRENT THEORIES OF QUANTUM DYNAMICS SUGGESTS, AND AGREES, WITH MY ASSUMPTIONS ALL ALONG, THAT I HAVE HAD INSIDE MYSELF FOR 20 YEARS ALMOST; THEN ALL THE FUCKING DAM SHIT AROUND ME TORMENTING ME 24-7-365.2422 MAKES TOTAL FUCKING SENSE. I AM OPEN MINDED TO OTHER EINSTEINIEN CONCEPTS!















If you think you can disprove me or my Morianity, good luck, partners. One book, and one chapter in it, explains how they are doing this, their agenda becomes clear as a tinkling church fucking bell, and even a lot of the possible who's. Maybe it isn't courtroom accepted evidence, but few things are; just ask your local prosecutor. One chapter in one great book, from the 1990's, folks,



Read the chapter called, 'MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A NUT', in the book by Dr. Bruce Goldberg, called, ''TIME TRAVELLERS FROM OUR FUTURE''.














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I'LL BE GO TO FUCKING HELL IF MY LIFE DOESN'T CHEW AND BITE, SAYS POOR MOTHER FUCKER PATHETIC SHARKEY OF ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









So how is the weather in your neck of the woods, Sir Roker, that is if our moms don't kick the living crap out of us, just for asking, WEEEEEEEE?























THIS WEATHER MAP IS COURTESY OF THE WEATHER BUG SYSTEM, PARTNERS WITH LOCAL SOUTH FLORIDA CHANNEL 12 CBS TELEVISION SYSTEM.













Alerts Map

Note: The image above may not reflect the current alert state for your county due to a several minute delay between the issuance of the alert and the map processing.



Advisory Colors Key

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''Me from 1985'', I'm Criana for Diana, oh precious sweet Diana, you have gone away, no matter what I do you will not stay. I try so hard every night and every day, but no matter what I do you went away. Come back to me LIGHTNING!!!!!!!

© THESE LYRICS ARE COPYRIGHT, ME, IN EARLY 1985.





























Now these cunt suckers upstairs are hammering at 11:09. You missed me dirtball whore Sleazeweedsdisease Jane Uglypuss!!!!!! So many think I am the fucking bad fucking guy, oh don't trust that mother fucker Mark. Jim Burr did not trust me and yet it was Jim Burr who wanted that secret meeting, with my mom, and Elsie, and him; that day in the summer time of 1989; up at that White Horse Pike Diner, in Voorhees, New Jersey; and excluded me from their little secret meeting club; as though they were trying to emulate the mighty fucking Bohemians.





This fucking bullshit is still going on past Jane Shitwhore time. Hammer Hammer Hammer, what mother fucking annoying pricks!!!!!!!!!!! Then those two old bitches in Atlantic City at that fucking casino, called me annoying just for making a few side bets from behind them. You must totally fucking despise me, GOD!!!!!!!







SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE, why won't you have just a little god dam mercy upon me, ever, ever, ever???????????????













THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:










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