THERE
IS NO WAY TOM REALE, IN
JULY OF 1970;
WOULD HAVE
BEEN THAT UPSET
THAT NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS; IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT
HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT,
AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE GREAT AND MOTHER FUCKING POWERFUL
NIGHTMARE {{{(('EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY'))}}}!
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FOR MILLENNIUM 3
MARK
WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS
CHAPTER
001
I
WILL BE DEAD AND GONE VERY FUCKING SOON, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
WHEN THIS HAPPENS, YOU WILL HEAR NO MORE WORDS FROM ME. YOU DO NOT
SEE THIS TRUTH YET, BUT YOU WILL MISS ME AND MY BLOGS, AND WHEN
THE EVIL MOTHER FUCKING EMPIRE NO LONGER HAS ME TO KOCK THE
FUCKING CHRIST AROUND DAY AND NIGHT, THEY WILL CRASH; AND THEN
THEY WILL FUCKING BURN, BECAUSE PARALLEL EVENT AND APPLYING ITS
TECHNOLOGY IS NOT DONE ON A ONE WAY STREET. THERE ARE NO ONE WAY
STREETS, MERELY STREETS WHERE IT IS LEGAL TO ONLY DRIVE ONE WAY ON
THEM, BUT THERE ARE NO ONE WAY STREETS, OR ONE SIDED COINS, AND
YOU GET THE MESSAGE FOLKS. THAT MUCH I KNOW. SO WHEN I AM SOON
FUCKING GONE, WEEPETH NOT FOR ME, BUT FOR ALL OF YOU, AND ALL OF
YOUR NICE 'WONDERFUL WHITTLE CHWELDREN'!
A
CHILD, SPEAKING OF CHILDREN HERE, IS TOTALLY ABLE TO SEE HOW
'FUCKIGN' WITH MY COMPUTER LATE THIS AFTERNOON, CAUSED A FINAL
BULLISH MOVE, SMALL AS IT WAS, ON THEIR FUCKING SICK ASS TWISTED
STOCK MARKET SYSTEM. ALL YOU NEED TO DO, IS TAKE AN HONEST LOOK,
OH NO, NOT JUST TODAY, BUT THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF TIMES WHERE
I CAN PROVE THIS IS BEING DONE TO ME, AND NOBODY CAN SAY THAT THIS
WILL NOT BE COURT EVIDENCE IF I ALSO PULL IN MATHEMATICAL
STATISTICAL PROFESSORS SUCH AS DETURCH OVER AT THE U. OF P. OR ANY
OF HIS ASSOCIATES.
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
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(the broken line shows it).
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG
HAMMERED BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER
THE FUCKING CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS
MISERABLE ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP
SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT
AFTER ALL THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
If
the yellow broken line does not match the 3:25 PM area of the
chart block, then the software on the blog sites where I post,
either intentionally or accidentally, I will not make that
judgment call, but they might fuck it up, so if it works, it
works, if not, it does not.
IN
ANY EVENT, LOVELY GINA, JUST AS YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD PIN ME IN A
COUPLE OF SECONDS ARM WRESTLING, AND DID; AND SAID IN THAT CUTE
ADORABLE LITTLE GIRL VOICE OF YOURS DESPITE BEING IN YOUR EARLY
THIRTIES, “TOLD YOU”, WELL, I AM TELLING YOU, AND HAVE TOLD
YOU!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
DID
I NOT TELL YOU, AND IT HAS GONE UP NOW NEARLY TWO THOUSAND POINTS
IN A THREE WEEK PERIOD, CHECK ANY 3-WEEK STOCK CHART, ASK ANY
STOCK BROKER, TELL THEM YOU KNOW A DUDE WHO CAN CALL THE MARKET
90% OF THE TIME, AND THEY WILL NOT LET HIM TRADE. THIS WAS TRIED,
AND THEY CHEATED ME UNTIL I FINALLY GAVE UP, OVER AT
PENNSYLVANIA'S FAMOUS INVESTMENT HOUSE BACK IN 'FUCKIGN' CUNT
1995, CALLED DONALDSON, LUFKIN, AND JENRETTE! I REPORTED THEM
TWICE TO THAT CROOKED NEW YORK CITY FEDERAL AGENCY CALLED THE
'SEC' AND WAS, AS ALWAYS, TOTALLY FUCKING IGNORED, PAM BONDI, BUT
REALLY MA'AM, WEIN, SOSO, SSDD?
OH
THE GODS, MY LIFE MOTHER FUCKING SUCKS AT THE SPEED OF CUNT
CHEWING LIGHT CUBED, CUBED AND CUBED, OR C-power 9!!!!!!!!!!
I
fucking forgot the third Q&A with my GAGA-KITTY CAT. A little
MIND-HACKING, would not be too far of a stretch for my way of cunt
chewing thinking, lads and lassies, YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HAY
GAWKY KITTY, YO, WHY HAS MY COMPUTER BEEN RUTHLESSLY MOTHER
'FUCKIGN' HACKED THE PAST SEVERAL DAYS?????????????????
MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW
MOUNTY, YOUR ANSWER IS PRIVATE COSMICODED NUMBER (PCN)-321.
MY
MATCHBOOK ITEMS ARE AS FOLLOWS:
GREATEST
FISH, STEVE WALLACE, MUD, ATLANTIC CITY, ROBERTO NUNEZ, MUSIC
CREATOR, THE MENTALIST, I WANT TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS.
WOW,
I am getting some powerhouse information for this now 5-DAY
monster mother fucker of a DEATH SIEGE, by who else; the
WOMO-TAWF-MILI-2-FORCE, JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-Louise Twinbay and
Fonty!
Yes,
my dad's crappy system let me down after this vicious fucking
persecution over months of time now, and normally, an annual
mother fucking thing to look un-forward to, that I have labeled
since 1989, THANKSGIVING SIEGE, and
later changed it, to THANX-2-GIVENS SIEGE,
after my very unsuccessful and unproductive time in the summer of
1997, when I was so desperately trying to get to the bottom of all
of this nightmare, and those rotten filthy scum bag bastard dirt
holes just ignored me!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
have told you all about a dilemma that occurs from time to time
with me, the seeming running out of power, of my Magnesonic
Machine. I learned from LIGHTNING last night during a horrible
experience in the mother fuckign Purgatory, (Astral-Plane) (Plank
Realm) (Spirit World), whatever label or title that anyone wishes
to mother fucking ascribe to it; and believe me atheist assholes,
it exists, as we exist, and it just is all inside of us, and there
is never any shutting it off or down, not ever. I came out of it
running for a light around 4 or so this morning it was so
monstrous and fucking outlandishly horrific. But the one part I
remember most is the one part I intend to quickly tell about, here
on this whittle bwog right here an dright now; Elmer Fwudd, and
Lieutenant Anita VanBuren. Lightning was using her energy to take
th eform of my eighteen year old tall beyond white hot blond, and
we were at HER GREAT FOREST, where she has countless cabins and
unfathomable area to hunt many large animals roaming around it
with huge bows and arrows, so heavy no ten mortal men could even
lift on e of the bows, and the arrows are all around a couple
hundred pounds. Then again, the animals she hunts there are four
times the size of elephants, and they tend to pick on very small
defenseless animals that she loves and cares for. LSS, she went
hunting while I was eating my fave food that you cannot get on
mortal worlds, pre-prepared pumpernickel sandwiches with thick
peppered-liverwurst and a type of red purple Bermuda Onion that
is ten times tastier out in the PERG, than any onion or scallion
is here on the waking mortal world, plus, you cannot get heavily
peppered liverwurst all mixed into the food. Here is waking life,
I get grindable black pepper corns and really scramble my
liverwurst with a lot of it and then add my Bermuda Onios and
place it in-between the tastiest pumpernickel bread that I am able
to get. So she was hunting, and she killed seven huge
vwalazeepadermions, a sort of weird elephant looking huge animal
four times bigger and twice as tall, and makes a similar elephant
sound but three times louder, causing small quakes below your
feet. When she was done, she buried them all as I was finishing up
my three large sandwiches and a quart of luscious delicious
tasting astral-limeade. Then she grabbed me and I was already
laying almost flat down on a very beautiful towell, one of
millions that she owns and brought along, all spread out on the
grass that in that area of her great forest was pinkish purple
with a hint of yellow also, sort of spotted all through it. She
made passionate love to me and told me I am hers forever, there is
absolutely no escape ever. O told her, I know that, and that she
better never ever go away and leave me. She giggled, much like she
does on that tape the U.S. © Office has in the late eighties,
Then she fucked me all over again and again and again,
passionately and wildly. My entire face was dripping with her
delicious slobber. But after about what seemed like a year of
lovemaking that goes beyondany possible description, she sat up,
put on a lovely bikini she bought recently from the Ziggler Mall,
400,000,000 miles down Linelane 9910, from the Ricktown Manor, and
she told me in a very serious tone, she needs to tell me something
that I am going to need to remember when I return to my physical
dream down off of this purgatory state. This is when she went into
a lot of detail that Magnesonic never runs out of power, it is
stopped from its effectiveness, much in a similar way that when
the late eighties began mass production of home-theaters, people
could not place large bass speakers near their television sets,
without major picture interruption. So they used a technology they
developed, called magnetic shielding. In a very similar way to
this, many of my fuckiGN asshole dirt bag enemies, have learned a
long time ago, how to also SHIELD themselves from the power of my
MAGNESONIC MACHINE. I remember all that she said and will tell a
lot more if I am not killed first, it is major major super fuckign
hyper time ass major, folks, KNOW THAT! This creates an illusion
for me that my system runs out of power, it doesn't. But she has
told me a new way for me to fight back, and I intend to use it. I
see now that what I have been doing ever since August of cunt
huffing 1986 when this dam ass nightmare all began for me, just is
not working one bit for me, and I got totally screwed out of my
fucking life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HOLY
MOLY MOLLEY CRAPBEATER, not a one of you has a small clue how bad
my hell really is.
WOW,
three lovely moons are shining
along
with Diana in the real world, all
bright
and full and beyond white hot!!!!!!!
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TWO NEWEST ASTRAL CAT QUEANAY'S
TWO NEWEST
ASTRAL-CAT QUEANAY'S!
I ASKED GAWKY
GAUKAUK THREE THINGS. ONCE YESTERDAY, AND TWICE JUST A HALF HOUR
OR SO AGO TODAY, YO. WHAAAAA!
HAY KITTY-GAGA,
YO, WHY IS THIS BULL MARKET ROARING ALONG LIKE A CUNT CHEWING OUT
OF CONTROL MOUNTAIN FREIGHT TRAIN WITH BUSTED FUCKING BRAKES,
BRAHHHHHH????????????????
HAY MOUNTY, YO,
MEOW MEOW, PCN-752.
MY MATCHBOOK
LIST:
SAINT LUCIE
COUNTY, OCTOBER THIRTY ONE, I AM HERE, MONSTER, WORLD TRADE
CENTER, AMERICA, BLU RAIN, RIDK EID
HAY KITTY GAGA
YO, WHY IS THIS DEATH SIEGE ON ME, EVER SINCE LATE MONDAY
AFTERNOON AT THE SHOPPING MALL, BRO??
HAY MOUNTY, YO,
PCN-312.
MY MATCHBOOK
LIST:
RPL, TAG, MASS
MURDERER, MAN, TAPE RECORDER, PAUL PEDERSEN, NBC, CRY,
KRASSLEVILLE, ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY, TAP
JUST
BECAUSE MY FATHER'S BOURBON-WING ROULETTE SYSTEM CRASHED AND
BURNED, THIS IS FAR FROM BEING MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' OVER, CUNT
LAPPERS. Besides having parallel event if properly applied unlike
my reckless playing in 1986 at the Jersey casinos; there are two
other things even better than my father's fucking bullshit, I
promise you, and they have yet to crash despite the latest mother
fucking shit since late September that began around the time of
the cleaning lady robbery. For one thing, if I put the simple
operation of playing the first step of the BWR system from good
old dead-dad; and then add a wild non staged flat betting system
to it, it is boring and it takes nearly an hour on average of
normal casino time, before a game can be in play based on outcome
patterns, but when it does come in, it is extremely conducive to
working in tandem with this particular way of systematizing
roulette outside betting patterns. This system over tens of
kilo-spins at the wheels, creates as all patterns do, three
elements, winning streaks, losing streaks, and flip flop side
streaks. But this for whatever reason has much less and much
shorter flip flops, so by organizing outcomes in groupings of nine
non-green outcomes, the cross-over point is 4-5 and 5-4, so when
it is in a 5 or more out of nine to win pattern, you go with it,
and when it is in a 4 or less out of nine to win pattern, you
reverse it. The crossover has to have two solid groups, either in
winning or losing streak. Only 25 percent of the time in very long
running play, is it chopping around, and you are betting flat so
you don't get killed, or rich, but stay right on a solid level,
but because it is not the usual one third/one third/one third on
average of win/lose/chop, you can win by reversing what would have
been losses, and most of the time it crosses over the 4/5 and 5/4
to alter direction, it doesn't whipsaw back and forth if you wait
for a second time, as about 5:6 times that it goes twice in one
direction, it goes at least twice more, and half the time, it goes
three times more. My average even during this nightmare hell of
going on two fuckiGN cunt months now, is holding about 5 units per
game after the house-vig or the green numbers are all factored
fuckiGN in, YO!!!!!
PAM BONDI, I WILL
DRIVE UP TO FUCKING CUNT TALLAHASSEE TO SEE YOU, YOU CAN HAVE ME
ARRESTED, BUT I REFUSE TO PUT UP WITH THIS ANY LONGER. THIS
PROGRAM JUST 'FUCKIGN' FROZE AGAIN. I ALMOST
LOST IT, AND THIS IS DEATH PERSECUTION TO KEEP ME FROM POSTING
THIS BY A HALF HOUR TIME BEFORE THE DIRT BAG WALL STREET'S CLOSING
'FUCKIGN' BELL; AND THIS IS ILLEGAL, AND THIS IS ALL REAL. AND YOU
WON'T TRY AND STOP IT FOR ME, AND NEITHER WILL THE FBI; SO WHEN I
GET ARRESTED; I WILL HAVE MY DAY IN COURT, UP IN YOUR COUNTY; AND
THE PRESS WILL BE ALL 'FUCKIGN' OVER THIS. I PROMISE YOU,
BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
MAGNESONIC,
WIPE OUT THESE HORRIBLE FUCKING ENEMIES, OR BE TOTALLY DESTROYED
YOURSELF, MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
POUNDED AND PUMMELED BY FILTHY TRASHY WOMO
POUNDED
AND PUMMELED BY FILTHY TRASHY WOMO
SUB-CHAPTER
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I HAVE ALREADY HAD TWO FIRE ALARMS, AND IT IS ONLY
HALF PAST ELEVEN ON THIS SIXTH CUNT CHEWING MORNING OF NOVEMBER.
THE SKIES ALL AROUND FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA ARE
FILLED WITH CHEMTRAILS AGAIN. THIS ASSAULT ON ME IS MAJOR, AND IF
ANYONE WHO POSTS CHEMTRAIL VIDEOS ON THE YOUTUBE IS AT ALL
INTERESTED IN GETTING SOME REALLY GOOD COPY TODAY ON THEIR FAVE
SUBJECT, COME TO TOWN HERE AND SHOOT AWAY AND POST NEW STUFF.
IT IS 82 AND FEELS 84, HOT AND MISERABLE, AND ALL
UGLY IN THE SKIES WITH HEAT AND CHEMICAL POISONS.
THE MARKETS WILL FLY THIS
WEEK ANOTHER THOUSAND POINTS AT LEAST, MIZZ BONDI, FLORIDA,
AG, I PROMISE YOU THIS ONE, AND I WON'T BE WRONG. I RARELY AM,
UNLIKE MISTER PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP WHO IS ALWAYS WRONG, HIM AND
PATSY ASSHOLE KLINE, AND THE REST OF THE SHANIAH RIP OFF DREAMED
CITY BUMKINS IOF TRASHVILLE, NOT 10-SC AVENUE. CONSIDER
THIS A DYING UTTERANCE, FBI!
Labels: DYING
DECLARATION, DYING
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CROOKED WALL STREET, EVIL
EMPIRE AMERICA, EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY, ICPE-APE
TECHNOLOGY, PAM
BONDI-AG
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
THE ART OF SUCCESSFUL CONFUSION
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NAME:
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ART OF SUCCESSFUL CONFUSION***
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NOVEMBER
5, 2014, WEDNESDAY EVENING
5:48
POST MERIDIAN, EASTERN STANDARD TIME
I
have no intentions of stopping this blog at this point in time,
Senator Watergate. You can all go away and ignore me; but I do not
think this will happen. It will swing up and down, like the stock
market in reverse, you know, up and down but with a lot more down
than up, but always there and always, if I allow it, very fucking
annoying.
The
viewers as said before, are 90%
MILITUFORCE SPIES, and why not, if you think
about it in any serious fucking mode; and the other 10% are just
basic people that mean me no good at all whatsoever. Mostly family
and friends of them; other than for three peeps who I know for
sure are there, and my 'internet-friend', something that I am
learning to come to understand, you know, they are not your
friend; but they are, when they're on the
internet. At my age, this makes about
as much sense as falling madly in love with a continual
overflowing toilet running shit water all throughout your
home and all over your nice white shag rugs.
I
JUST TOOK A MAJOR FREEZE HACK AND MAJOR BLACK HAT CRACKER COMPUTER
ATTACK. SOME JERK OFF MOTHER FUCKING CUNT EATER VIOLATED ME AND MY
CIVIL RIGHTS TO USE THIS MACHINE THAT I BOUGHT AND PAID FOR,
ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BONDI, STATE POLICE OF FLORIDA, LOCAL PEEDEE,
ACLU, ETC. THIS HAPPENED AT A FEW MINUTES BEFORE SIX WHILE TRYING
TO FINISH THE LAST PARAGRAPH, AND WAS STILL INTERNET
LINKED TO THE BLOGGER DOT COM WEBSITE, WHERE I PASTED IN MY
UPDATED BLOG DEATH STATS BIO. Talk about death stats, fuck the
stats, I'm the one that
is going to be fucking dead, YO!
THIS
IS WHAT YOU CAN GET, ALSO, BY USING THE INTERNET IN ANY WAY AT
ALL. LAST NIGHT I WAS RESEARCHING BLOG PROMOTING, A VERY COMPLEX
PROCESS, AND DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU DIFFERENTLY. IF YOU HAVE A
MILLION DOLLARS, AND SOME PEOPLE THAT YOU CAN TRUST ABSOLUTELY AND
IMPLICITLY, THEN FINE; YOU CAN PROMOTE ANYTHING, AND THE INTERNET
HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. IT IS JUST ANOTHER TOOL, AND WITHOUT
MONEY, AND WITH ENEMIES; YOU ARE NOT GOING TO EVER BE ABLE TO GET
ANYWHERE WITH ANYTHING. AND
FORGIVE ME FOR CALLING THAT STATE OF MY EXISTENCE, TOTAL FUCKING
ENDLESS HELL.
WHEN
I WROTE THAT 90% OF MY BLOG VIEWERS ARE JUST MILITUFORCE SPIES,
THIS IS WHEN THE SYSTEM BEGAN TO FUCK UP AND WITHI SECONDS, I HAD
TO FORCEFULLY SHUT DOWN AND REBOOT AND GO THROUGH ALL THE
BULLSHIT, AGAIN, PAM BONDI. I DO NOT THINK IT IS FAIR THAT YOU SAY
YOU ARE MY ATTORNEY GENERAL, AND SEEM TO BE AGAINST ME AND NOT
CARE ABOUT LITTLE PEOPLE LIKE ME. SENIORS ARE TOTALLY SCREWED IN
THIS EVIL ROTTEN COUNTRY. THAT MUCH I DO KNOW, MA'AM; AND THIS
SENIOR IN EMMEREFFING
PARTICULAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mizz
Bondi, I don't trust my ex business partner as far as I could
throw him and a ton of fecal matter. He means me no
good and probably has wormed his way in with cousins of my family,
maybe even of my daughter's part of the family, who can know. Ever
since he got angry because his little ego can't handle the tiniest
little bit of constructive criticism, when I said just reversing
all of the shit that he would tell me through the years that I was
associated with him back in Jersey, would make someone practically
an overnight prophet. Everything he ever said was either wrong, or
never ever came to pass. The man lives inside of a dream and
believes that the Patsy Cline old days country music style is
going to return, JUST BECAUSE HE WANTS IT TO I SUPPOSE, and
the world doesn't mother fuckiGN work by what
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP wants, Pam; and then he tells me
that I act 14 years old. What a
quintessential mother fucking hypocrite. Maybe he is destroying my
blog, who can ever know a dam thing for sure, Mizz AG of Florida?
Oh and congrats to you, are in order, ma'am.
I
AM SHOUTING OUT TO THE FUCKING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION.
YOU ARE DIALECT IN YOUR DUTIES AS ENFORCERS OF THE LAWS OF THE
UNITED STATES, FOR KNOWING WHAT THESE MONSTER MOTHER FUCKERS ARE
PUTTING ME THROUGH, AND DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO STOP IT, THIS
IS TRULY MISFEASANCE AND MALFEASANCE, BY EVERY DEFINITION OF THESE
WORDS. AGENT STEVE CARUSO OF AUSTIN, TEXAS;
YOU KNOW THAT DAWN KING AND I RENTED YOUR HOME AT 831 THIRTEENTH
STREET IN HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY; RIGHT AFTER LEAVING THE
FIRST HOME, WHERE I LIVED WITH THIS MONSTER 'FUCKIGN' FAMILY;
OWNED BY LOCAL TOWN JUDGE, THE HONORABLE
FRANK RASSO. HE KNOWS ME. TALK TO
HIM. HE IS LISTED IN THE HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY PHONEBOOK,
FOR CRISSAKE, YO YO YO YO YO YO!
(OH
IT IS, DON'T WORRY ASSHOLE MARK!
THEIR
MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' CUNT EATING STOCK
MARKET HAS TO BE THROUGH THE ROOF. YOU KNOW RIGHT
BEFORE THIS DAM SHIT ALL STARTED ON MONDAY AFTERNOON WITH THE SKY
DEATH SIEGE ASSAULT ON ME AT THE VIRGINIA AVENUE SHOPPING MALL, OF
FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA; MY FATHER'S BOURBON WING ROULETTE
SYSTEM TOOK A FAILURE. IT DIDN'T CRASH YET, BUT IT IS GOING TO.
EVEN THIS MIGHTY MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' MONSTER ASS SYSTEM, CANNOT
HANDLE ENDLESS DEATH PERSECUTION, BY THIS TOTALLY TWISTED
'FUCKIGN' EVIL EMPIRE AMERICA. NOT THE USA THAT I GREW UP IN AND
LOVED. THIS IS AN ENTIRELY NEW AGE, DEADLY
SICKENDED, AND BEYOND TOTALLY PERVERTED, DEMONIC, RUTHLESS,
POWERMONGER EMPIRE. IT MAKES THE
GREAT EMPIRE OF ROME, IN ALL OF ITS SO CALLED WICKED BARBARISM AND
RUTHLESSNESS; PALE IN CUNT SNIFFING COMPARISON; I PROMISE
YOU. I WAS THERE. I WAS THE SILVERSMITH THAT THE BIBLE TALKS
ABOUT, AND YOU CAN BELIEVE THIS OR NOT,
MISTER MOTHER FUCKING RIPLEY, AND ALL THE REST OF YOU DAM
ASS JOKERS OUT HERE. THAT IS THE FREEDOM OF
PERSONAL CHOICE, AND I WOULDN'T 'FUCKIGN' HAVE IT ANY OTHER
COCK LICKING 'FUCKIGN' WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES
THE SYSTEM IS NOT ABLE, NOR WAS WHAT I DID IN 1986 ABLE; TO
BEAT BOTH THE GAME OF ROULETTE, AS WELL AS THE
'NEGAMEGGING' EFFECT ON ME; THAT THIS MONSTER MOTHER
FUCKING WOMO-MILITUFORCE-TAWF,
HAS THRUST UPON ME, EVER SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986. BEFORE THAT DATE,
GREAT SYSTEMS APPLIED TO THIS GAME BY ME, WOULD CONSISTENTLY
FUCKING CUNT WIN, BUT SINCE THIS MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' MONSTER SATANIC
DATE; A LINE IN THE MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' SAND WAS DRAWN FOREVER; AND
THERE IS NO CUNT HUFFING WAY BACK TO WHERE I USED TO LIVE. NOW,
I RESIDE IN ETERNAL MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' HELL; AND FOR THIS
INFORMATION TO BE SEEN BACK IN 1987, OR HEARD ON A CASSTTE TAPE
AT LEAST; HERE IS THE MUSIC PROJECT IN THE UNTITED
STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, THAT YOU NEED TO ACCESS. GO
THERE AND TELL THE EXAMINERS YOU WANT TO HEAR IT, AS I KNEW
FROM A MILLION BILLION MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' YEARS AGO, THAT ALL OF
THIS SHIT WAS ALL GOING TO 'FUCKIGN' GO DOWN, AND THAT I WAS
TOTALLY 100% POWERLESS TO DO ONE TINY THING ABOUT, OR STOP
IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOUNDS
LIKE YOUR IDEA OF HELL THERE, MISTER JORDY ERTERPRISE-TREK,
OR MINE; OR ONE OF OURS; MY GOOD FRIEND? GIVE MY BEST TO NIKKI
SARJENKA COX. WOW DID SHE
BECOME A HOTTY CUBED!
OH
CHRIST; PLEASE LET ME OUT OF THIS PRISON, DIANA!
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SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!
Yeah,
I do. It beats noise like hip and rap!!!!!!!!
AND
THEN, THERE'S THOSE STINKY FUCKING STOCKS, AND PESKY
NEEDELES, HUH LOVELY GODDESS, ANGIE HARMON????
I
TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
---------------------------------------------------------------RIGHT
ABOUT HERE THEY MURDEERED FUCKING ME, PAM!
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG
HAMMERED BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER
THE FUCKING CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS
MISERABLE ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT
NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986; SO I
THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL THIS MOTHER FUCKING
TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
I
HAVE TOTALLY COME TO LEARN, THAT GOD IS THE DEVIL. THIS WAS A VERY
HARD THING FOR ME TO MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' FACE, PEOPLE, BUT I FACED
IT, AND NONE OF YOU HAVE THE 'FUCKIGN' BALLS TO FACE
IT. MY BLOGS PROVE THESE WORDS OUT, BUT ONLY IF YOU OPEN UP YOUR
MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' MINDS. INSTEAD; BE LITTLE CRYBABIES LIKE
****-********, AND JUST GO AWAY. THAT'S FINE
AND COOL AND DANDY, WITH THIS FOREVER 'FUCKIGN' 14 YEAR OLD BOY,
WAITING ENDLESSLY AT HIS SEASHORE BEACH SAND FORT; FOR THE FUCKING
CUNT LAPPING TIDE TO COME IN, AND WRECK IT; THE WAY HIS LIFE WAS
TOTALLY 'FUCKIGN' WRECKED, BY THESE TOTAL MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' JACK
OFF COCK SUCKERS; CUBED, AND
SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HAY
GAWKY GAUKAUK, YO, WHY DID MY ROTTEN NABES PERSECUTE ME TO DEATH
ALL OF YESTERDAY, THE FOURTH DAY OF FUCKING NOVEMBER, AND ELECTION
DAY????????????
HAY
MOUNTY, MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW; YOUR ANSWER IS
PCN-451-------------------------
HERE
IS MY MATCHBOOK LIST OF ITEMS FOR PRIVATE COSMICODED
NON-IMMC-#-451, YO!
DONALD
CIALONI, TAWF, WVLT, HARBORFIELDS HIGH SCHOOL, DEF-JAM RECORDS,
VOID, VICTORIA CALLIO, KING, MARIAH CAREY'S
STEP-FATHER-----------------------------------
HAY
GAWKY GAUKAUK, YO, WHAT WAS THE REASON THAT I FELL UNDER A
NIGHTMARE HORRIBLE AIR SIEGE ON NOVEMBER 13, MONDAY, WHILE OUT ON
MY ERRANDS, AFTER LEAVING THE PUBLIX GROCERY FUCKING
STORE?????????????????????
HAY
MOUNTY, MEOW-MEOW-MEOW-MEOW; YOUR ANSWER IS
PCN-826-------------------------------
HERE
IS MY MATCHBOOK LIST OF ITEMS FOR PRIVATE COSMICODED
NON-IMMC-#-826, YO!
DAWN
KING, DOW JONES INDUSTRIAL AVERAGES, SARAH SAID ON TENNESSEE
AVENUE, 'HERO' SONG, MAXFIELD, DICK WOLF, ROY CAREY, FRACTURE,
BLUEBOOK, CASSETTE, HYPNOSIS, PAM
BONDI----------------------------------------
EVERY
MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' TIME A SYSTEM GOES SOUTH, THAT WAS WORKING SUPER
WELL, UNTIL THE EVENTUAL NEGGEMAGGING DONE TO ME BY THIS BEYOND
EVIL ROTTEN MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' WOMO-MILITUFORCE;
THE MARKETS GAIN THOUSANDS OF POINTS. IT HAS ONE WAY NOW TO GO, UP
AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP TO 30,000 POINTS IN A COUPLE OF YEARS,
AND BY END OF DECADE, TO 50,000 POINTS, AS I TOLD YOU ALL, ALL
CUNT SNIFFING FUCKING ALONG. AND I WAS RIGHT. HA HA HA HA HA HA
HA!!!!!!!! FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION CHAIRMAN ROBERT
MCDOWELL, AND MY OLD 1972 SCHOOL BUDDY, I JUST PICKED UP A
(`~HACK), YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Except for
that, the machine is working great, so thank you and thank you
Mizz Bondi, for anything that you can do for me, along with the
Florida STATE TROOPERS, THANK YOU & THANK YOU!!!!!!
THIS
WAS HOW DIRT BAG CROOK CHEATER, AND DISTANT COUSIN, DONALD JOHN
TRUMP, AND HIS FUCKING CASTLE CASINO, NOW CALLED THE TRUMP MARINA,
IF IT IS STILL THERE; CHEATED ME, AND STOPPED ME, FROM BEING ABLE
TO FINALLY BREAK AWAY FROM MY FAMILY CURSE, AFTER 'FUCKIGN' 2000
FUCKING YEARS; BACK IN 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU ARE PROUD
OF YOURSELF, YOU BIG HERO. GET
MY DAUGHTERS FUCKING CD AND LISTEN TO HER LOVELY
VOICE, TELLING YOU SO; YOU LARD ASS SICK MOTHER
FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO
MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF
THIS SHIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME,
PEOPLE, YO!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
DIDIDIDIDIDIDIDID
I SSSSSASASASASAAAY 'EXPLORATRONS', THOMAS J. REALE, YOU SICK
TWISTED DISEASED CHILD MOLESTER?????????
FUCKING
FAGOT PERVERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE WAR, OR TERRORISM;
OTHER
THAN FOR ALL THINGS ARE CONNECTED TO ALL THINGS,
SINCE VOID IS REAL AND ALL ELSE IS A DREAM, OUT
AND AWAY!!!!!!!!!
PRINT-OUTS
FROM GOOGLE INTERNET ON ISIS:
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
NO,
'BUT' IT SURE HAS A LOT TO DO WITH A
POWERFUL FAMILY WHO FIRST VISITED ME IN POWERFUL FUCKING (DREAMS) OR
HYPERSPACE TRAVELING TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS, WHILE I WAS LIVING IN THAT
HOUSE OF HELL FOR 19 FUCKING DAYS! LIKE W---O---W MISTER MACY!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!!!
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