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'DAD'S
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ON THIS BLOG AS OF JANUARY 10, 2015, 3:30 P.
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Now
as told a short while ago, my going with my mom for the first time,
to Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA, in 1965, and
to the then called 'Trinidad Hotel', now called the Real 8 Hotel
chain, caused me to end up nearly dying and being murdered on several
occasions, at a place called the NJNPI, or the New Jersey Neural
Psychiatric Institute, located just out of the
main part of Princeton, New Jersey, and at a part of this insane
asylum property called, the 'K-COTTAGE'. Anyone who wants to
start with me about the 'K' not
symbolically representing KRASSLE, I
won't waste my time or raise my blood pressure, even trying to argue
back with you, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To
send an innocent ten year and nine month old child to a place like
this when he was not a criminal nor did he do anything to warrant
such monstrous shit, is no different than allowing me to be robbed,
beaten, raped, and all manner of mother fucking shit that happened to
me in childhood as well as into adult life also. But does the AG
care, state or federal? Does the great Almighty President? No, great
people only have time for other great people, like Jolie and Popey.
Birds of a feather flock together, and so do
the 99% nobody/poor folks as well. But get into a situation
where you need major help, and through absolutely no mother fuckiGN
cunt chewing fault of your own, and guess what; YOU
CAN COCK LICKING FORGET ABOUT GETTING ANY,
YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Trump the great, says it better than I
ever can; “Like I give a shit”,
and that was regarding his friend Steve Winn, of the Golden Nugget
Casino, during a time of his personal crises in his marriage. I have
a lot of reasons for hating poor people, as they endlessly try and
take away what little I manage to work very fucking hard to get for
myself; and are all basically worthless twisted
mother fuckiGN rotten asshole BUMS. But as much as I hate
them, multiply fucking cunt that by a few
bazillion, and that will show you how much I hate the slutty
trashy Wendy Thomas's and Kim Kardashian's of the world, born with
silver spoons up their ugly slob clits!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Any
mother fucking cunt sucking world, that allows and tolerates for an
innocent mother fucker like me, who never both a cunt chewing soul or
does anything mother fuckiGN cunt wrong, and is a totally mother
fuckiGN law abiding cunt sniffing citizen; to be endlessly assaulted,
mauled, reamed, persecuted, harassed, and fucked with, by the scum of
the mother fuckiGN Earth; well; that society, who and what ever they
are made up of, is not worth their weight in stenchy fucking maggot
filled elephant shit, at C-SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But
all this fucking bullshit aside, people; being sent to the NJNPI for
my 6th grade school year, directly following CONTACT MADE
directly between me and Atlantic City POWERS and FORCES that I will
come to label and term the TAWF or THAT FAMILY; this was merely the
opener of 50+ years to follow, that can be thought of in only one god
dam fucking way, and that would be HELL,
HELL, HELL AND ENDLESS TORMENT TORTURED RED HOT
HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If
the forces in this universe were not signing off with what is and has
been done to me for half a cunt chewing fucking century now, then
simply put kind people, it just would not be allowed to all happen to
me like this. It doesn't take some genius to see this, folks!
Now at this
NJNPI place, I met several dudes my age who I befriended, one of whom
was Wilson Jessup, who claimed to be a witch doctor, and later on, a
voodoo priest, god rest my fucking soul. There was a Summer-House or
little area half enclosed outside nearby the K-Cottage, and on one
particular time, he and I were there and no one else was, and it was
late in May or possibly the very start of June, in the year of 1966.
Wilson grabbed my arm and told me he was going to take me to the
Trinidad Hotel. He knew only that I vacationed there with my mom on
the previous summer, and did not know one thing about Sarah Krassle,
unlike my pal David Roth, whom I told one day all about her, outside
a diner in Medford, New Jersey, one spring afternoon in 1986, called,
the Medport Diner. Very fucking cunt lapping apropos initials too, as
ever since this time, I needed a doctor in my cunt chewing fucking
life, peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We won't even
touch right now on the nightmare that ensued after I told David Roth
the great high degreed Mason about this powerful goddess in early
1986, but rather, we continue trekking along with my experience with
voodoo priest Wilson Jessup, up in Princeton, at the K-Cottage
Psych-Ward, New Jersey, USA-ESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Within a
minute of shutting our eyes, maybe less, we had soul traveled there,
decades before I knew the word ECKANKAR or understood the concept of
Soul-Travel, great Variagi Master Follower, Saint
John!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy before we run out of
Nothing-Prophets, Biblical Prophets, abnd demonic/angelic/ advanced
robotic beings, we're going to run out of ball games and cheering
advertising blimps!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, WJ goes on to walk us through
the room number 323 at the hotel, and he described the exact floor
plan both of the room, the nearby corridor and elevator, and even the
balcony overlooking the pool. There are no more balcony's by the way,
not since the Super 8 took the place over, at the early part of this
century somewhere. I doubt that MTM ever stayed there either,in this
universe!
When
I returned to the place that late June, and left the psych ward
forever, all the forces from this globe that are all part of why this
middle eastern mess goes on millennia after millennia, began to form
plans, right down to the powerful personal friend of my aunt
Geraldine Snow mason, married to my mom's brother, my uncle Stuart
Mason, named after his direct ancestor of Scotland, Queen Mary; and
these plans were set into motion for the following summer after that
one, in 1967, and this is why my cousin Sandy went down there, and
met up with the great TAWF or THAT-FAMILY, actually one branch of it
and lots of friends of them, the great almighty CALLIO'S!!!
Naturally miserable
mother fucking rotten whore Jane, just nailed my fucking ass with her
stinking rotten ONES-CLOCK ASSAULT ON ME with page eleven of fucking
cunt chewing eleven, sp please, allow me now to cunt phlegm rape, or
(compensate) with lovely fucking FIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Oh
GODDESS, do I hate your mother fuckiGN turd chewing guts; Mizz
Monster-Slapper Fonda!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Diana
Arteemis my love, I am going to take you to a beautiful waterfall,
and love you to death, my white hot beautiful LIGHTNING!!!!!!!!
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IT
WILL BE A LOT BIGGER THAN THAT ONE, DZA MY BABY BLOND LOVE
TEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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MY
SHARE OF TWB TODAY.
Miserable
Jane Shithead almost nailed me. But just in the nick of fucking
time, I caught it and blocked my time at eleven-ten, on the
computer monitor. HA-HA-HA-witch-bitch. Mark Wayne Mohr you
asshole,
NEVER MOCK THAT FUCKING WITCH, SHE ALWAYS GETS
YOU FOR IT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
BRAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
I realize I go a bit gung ho on certain discoveries that I stumble
across, such as the interaction with King Akoslem and
Apollo-Lucifer. But an old Non-King
Neb-New-SHOE deal does always apply folks, you know, when
it fits!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The only fighters against my truths,
are those with a lot to lose, and I mean a really big chunk lot,
should the world ever take my story one bit seriously. Would you
expect any less of these lovelies? I know I would not. They act
and do just what any of us in their place would do, I suppose. I
can always see Detective Stabler's face when he really hates a
'perp', in his interrogation room, on that fantastic television
show, 'L&O-SVU'.
Do
I believe for a second that ever since my contact in Atlantic City
around 1965, with Tennessee Avenue, started this entire mess?
Well, the next school year, without cause, I was suddenly sent to
a psych ward at age ten. Does this happen to people? Is this
logical or rational? Then take me at my word that I could bore you
all with about five million other nightmares that all followed
being sent to the NJNP Institute in Princeton, New Jersey, USA,
but out of kindness and courtesy, I won't. Is one powerful magical
ALL MIGHTY teen girl really behind all of this? No, she is not
behind all of this, she is behind all of everything, and she owns
it all, the land, the seas, the sky, the stars, and all of it.
I've told my story, and I go on re-telling parts of it over and
over to show just how dam real my nightmare situation is. Alas, to
no available however, Christopher Bennett and Edward Himacane
Lynch!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyone
who hasn't downloaded TWB, why not do it, they are one helluva
great tool? DO IT!
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I
know you are doing your best to watch over me, AG Mizz Bondi, thank
you. Feel free to contact the Wirtz detectives in Camden County in
New Jersey, Ron Senior knows my problem is all real, but his hands
are tied, I am quite sure that you know what I mean. PLEASE HELP ME,
PLEASE!!!!!!! When I am finally dead and buried and gone, YOU NOT
ONLY WILL EVER FIND A REPLACEMENT FOR ME WHO IS ANYTHING LIKE ME AND
WHO COULD HOLD UP SO LONG AND WELL AGAINST TOTAL SCUMBAG GARBAGE
CHEWERS LIKE YOU ALL; BUT YOU WILL LOOK BACK AND WONDER WHY YOU
FINISHED ME OFF SO SOON, AS NOW; I AM NOT HERE ANYMORE, FOR YOU TO
KICK AROUND. NO MORE ME, NO WAY TO REPLACE ME, NEVER; AND WHEN YOU
REALIZE THIS, AND AS MY KID PUT IT ON HER WEBSITE A WHILE BACK, ''IT
WILL BE TOO LATE''. SOME MESSAGES REALLY ARE MEANT TO BE THAT WAY,
ISIS! Wise words from both you and my mother's friend the
Philadelphia nurse, 7 years before you were born. ''AHA'', MIKE!
JANUARY
10, 2015,
LATE
SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:27,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE,69 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 70%, IT FEELS 69 DEGREES.
TODAY'S
TEMPERATURE RANGE, (H-69/L-52).
WIND
IS NORTH AT 7, GUSTING TO 18 MPH, YO.
I
DEMAND A GAME OVER, YOU GOD DAM PLAYFIELD
SHAKESPEARIAN GODS!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!!!!
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