THE
GREAT AND POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY (GAP-ESS) is what
is being covered by by the MIBS and the Condor/Falcon top brass of
the military powers. This is just one huge BALLOON HOAX COVER STORY,
so the real shit with the fucking ESS is kept totally hushed!!!
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Ladies
and gentlemen, The problem I will always have is three fold. I
WAS BORN, I EXIST PRESENTLY, I HAVEN'T CROAKED YET. To quote magic
mirrors City Line Avenue special agent or 'whatever' BIG BROTHER,
Mister John Henningsen, “It's just that simple”!!!!!!!!!!!
Please
try and overlook my extreme negativity, gorgeous TWINBAY
from late 2008, at the great New Jersey library in Egg
Harbor Township, Atlantic County. Holy Moses Seaparters, and
JEEEEEEEEEEZ-Louise!
JANUARY
ELEVEN, 2015,(ROTTEN DIGITAL JANE-DATE)
SUNDAY
EARLY AFTERNOON, AT 12:25,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 80 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 62%, FEELING 83 DEGREES.
RANGE
TODAY, (H-80/L-58).
WINDS
ARE ESE AT 18, GUSTING TO 23.
SURF
SUP A BIT TODAY ALSO.
AFTER
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
WE
ARE NOT MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR
WE
ARE IN IT NOW, BUT IN WHAT, OH WORLD?
When
I interacted in hyperspace e up in Jerseyabout 26 months or so
give or take, with the recording engineer Ryan, from Bonjovi
Entertainment and the Avalon recording Studio, and then things all
went super fucking kaplooey after that here in this universe; I
have observed that the MIS was back in full ops swing, a very
extremely covert maneuver against peeps like me, where they keep
you completely isolatred and alone, sort of like back in summer
time in 1970, at that home of evil child fucking molester, Thomas
J. Reale, on Cornwall Avenue, in Ventnor, New Jersey, USA. This
did not occur however, without the aid of HYPERSPACE and its
effects, AKA HYPERSPACE-EFFECT or
(HSE). The 'E' can also substitute in as 'equation'; this entire
2013-2014 and now into 2015 bullshit could never have gone down
the way that it all did. Engineer Ryan had totally quit smoking
and I was quite proud of him. He told me how his girlfriend hated
the stench of his habit, as clothes start to wreak from it,
breath, the whole nine yards and more. He really had beaten this
disgusting habit, with the aid of the Electronic Blue, sort of a
technopop cigarette substitute in the world of smokers. He also
told me he knew what I did with some wild plugs and connections
and that all we needed to do was get our hands on a few littrle
things and rig it all up to his boards, so as to really do a super
job on the harmony track. Well, as many know, it was not a very
good job at all, and when he came back from vacationing with his
family up in Jersey in the 2012 Christmas season a couple years
ago, all had suddenly altered on a fucking dime. He had turned
back to that revolting smoking habit, and this is only important
to show HSE. He suddenly could not do what he was going to do, and
the end result was a really shitty fucking imitation of my
daughter. Still, it is legally mine, in so far as property.
Legally may be a bit sketchy because Jersey is like Florida, with
the laws regarding tape recording telephone conversations, 2 party
consent only, and I did not tell her that I was running a tape,
back in 1984, when she gave me some driving instructions, and this
is where the harmony track was sampled from and placed onto a
vocoder, where she told me, “You'll be crossing over” such and
such and making some turn.
Isolating
any one thing is absurd and stupid. It is when I take the
big picture package of my entire fucked up life, that clarity
begins to really emerge. This is a very powerful concept in
general, for all of you to use as well, in your own lives, whether
or not you may be aware of it. This would be like me, trying to
take one unexplainable thing, out of perhaps five hundred; and if
anything, that number, I promise you peeps, is an under
exaggeration. I went for example, to the world famous, and
local to my area in South Jersey, at the same time I discussed
chemtrail attacks starting for me, late 1987 and into early 1988;
Edmund Scientific Company Store, located on Browning Road, in
Lawnside or it may be in Barrington, as I am not positive where
the exact streets and town borders work. I purchased either a
Jacobs Ladder or some similar item and brought it home to the home
I was renting in Moorestown, New Jersey, on Central Avenue.
Suddenly it started doing something that it was never meant or
intended to do. Miniature lovely colored streams of thin
lightning, crawled outside the machine and down onto my rug and
then up the side of the machine and then when I moved one of my
multiple outlet strips near to it, other streamers went onto that,
and since my InterDigital Corporation Privecode Machine was also
plugged into this same unit, it made the Privecode Machine set
off, as this was connected along with several other devices, to
the outside world through an active hot landline telephone system
provided to me then by the AT&T Corporation, or American
Telephone And Telegraph. All kinds of codes popped up, and since I
had another device into that same circuitry, that I had designed
as a communicative tool with the subatomic particle we all know
and love, called the ELECTRON; it began to respond with many
codes, and one that was not given to me since 1986 came through,
that translated to that wild code I'll never forget, and I now
quote this random number to pre-sentence transposition
translation. Lock all your doors and windows, much danger
surrounds you, and I am unable to protect you. This happened
shortly after a McDonald Douglas NASA big rig truck nearly killed
me on the 295 highway up in Florence Township, New Jersey, early
in the winter of 1988, while I was with my friend, David Charles
Roth. Sure enough, they nearly murdered me for a long time after
this. My car was sawed in half and broke sending me into the back
bays of Atlantic City, and the police charged me and made me pay a
huge insurance rate for three years as a fucking cunt result. My
heart was messed with so bad, I do not know why I lived through
it. I shit my pants ten times a week, and no doctor knew or would
tell me, what was wrong with me. I had planes and choppers and
death chemtrails around me so low and so loud that if I could have
had a video of my entire life back then, and could post it on the
Youtube of today, I would the fuckiGN king of the Youtube, cubed,
and CUBAN!!!! Believe me peeps, I could type on and on and on and
on and NOT FUCKING DON, you hacker scum bag mother fucker!!!!
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT.
AFTER
MORIANITY PROJECT SAFE JOURNAL
CHAPTER
NAME----
'HOT
BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY, SING IT LIZA''
Why
I have to remember every tiny minute detail of life, is anyone's
guess. It can really be a painful proposition. Oh well, some are
tall, some are short, some are fat, some are skinny, some are
right in the middle and so perfect, and then no matter how you
slice it all up, then there is the MOUNTAINPEN, lads and lassies.
What really can be said after this truth, other than maybe for,
Gee Mister Mackey Stacey Macy, and also, “WOW”??????????????
Only my wonderful daughter at 14 could say WOW the way she did,
it's priceless in more ways than one, Twin Elvis and Bob Patterson
Million year Police barracks Cheatley!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU
MISSED ME JANE WATER WITCH BITCH SCUM BAG SLUSH PANTS NOTFONDAU
ONE TINY BIT!!!!
YOU
KNOW WHAT MY COUSIN DONALD WOULD SAY!!!!!!!!!
Let's
get all that dam police tape down, huh big boy? I'm onto you and
you're onto me, and good luck collecting from the county, CUZZ!
Youtube
and the internet in general is loaded of folks, millions of them,
who know that these trails are new as of late in the eighties, as
far as being seen so often in civilian areas. Near military bases
is a whole other item, especially the wide open spaces of the
American west air-space system, Nevada and New Mexico being two of
the biggest. In the older times before late eighties and into
early nineties, these trails would vanish shortly after they were
made by normal jets that carried passengers from city to city.
Still, coming out of that medical office up in fucking Jersey that
day in Hammonton, with ann King the great, was so way cool. She
told me how she hard a patient tell the doctor, he would be fine
if not for all those fucking chemtrails. That would be according
to her, a direct quote, but it is still legal heresay for me as UI
swas in my car and not in the actual office with the great KING!
Still, the subject is quite fascinating to say the very least. The
Director the Federal Communications Commission said as a 15 year
old boy, back when we were great pals at Cooley Hall, and I can
quote here, vely vely intelesting. That was just his cool way of
putting shit when he wanted to make the point a bit strongly that
something indeed was extremely intriguing as well as
fascinating!!!!!!!!!!!! And really, what in the name of the
goddess is more intriguing and fascinating than, CHEMTRAILING.
CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING.
CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING.,
CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING., CHEMTRAILING, CHEMTRAILING.,
CHEMTRAILING, and CHEMTRAILING?????????? To
quote another not so nice non-friend from this approximate time
circa, Mister mike mcNulty and dollar three eighty an hour print
shop wages, real real real real real real real funny, dude, or
make that instead, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, OLD
PAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W-O-W.
A
voice spoke and said for me to print this PIP.
KING
NEBNOOSHOO SAFE JOURNAL CHAPTER 080
WORLD
LABORATORIES OF 2295 SBT-DATFILE:
CH-080-022211.853—TUESDAY
EVENING
THE
EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION:
THE
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME:
THE
UNFATHOMABLE SAN MATEO LATTISAW-HACK:
COPYRIGHT
2006-2011, “THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN”
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
Robert
McDowell, old pal from 1969-1973, and head of the FEDERAL
COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, please know that between just past four
this afternoon and until around close to five this evening, I
suffered through the most intense VIDEO-HACK ever. It happened 20
times or more, and I basically had no control over any of my
television and attached video equipment, at least through my
Emerson DVD-VCR remote control device. I know for a fact that if
you or your peeps are indeed accessing this information, it helps
you triangulate in on whoever these freaking ass diseased monsters
are who are doing this bullshit to me. Thank you. Ten to one, a
filthy Philadelphia Flyers game is being played tonight and as I
speak now on this system, electronically. The other horrific
attack was during one of their revolting ICPE-CHEATING
early-middle January days the weekend before the 2011 Superbowl,
and was a MUST WIN FLYERS GAME NIGHT, and sure enough they
clobbered there mother fucking opponent by using
INTENTIONALLY-CREATED-PARALLEL-EVENT or (ICPE) Technology, and
harassing me. Notice also how another fucking 'ODF' got blogged
shortly after telling my readership that I am fucking sick and
fucking tired of this mother fucking HACK!!!!!! Just as in the
roulette example, playing any bi-parameter outcome against the
following spin's remaining parameter outcome produces a
before-house-edge or (BHE) of about 7% after a long running test,
normally this is mathematically acceptable as ten million spins or
random generations of numbers that range from 1-38. Many
parallel-events are visible, and many are not, they just cannot be
detected by the casual observer, but they exist every bit as much,
and are as real as the obvious and more visible ones, such as how
many times is there major trouble for you following your walking
into a tough biker bar and saying that all bikers are a bunch of
ass hole pussy fem cock sucking sons of bitches and their bitches
are all trash whores. There is an obvious and visible ICPE
involved here, that is between 99-100% that the “B” event is
going to be BIG TROUBLE, following the “A” event. Now unlike
'cause and effect', Parallel-Event, or PE, works in both
directions, and it thus reminds me more of the space-time-mind 6th
dimensional continuum. Reverse the polarity of the electrons and
the protons in every atom in Avogadro's universe, and you will
suddenly perceive your life running backward from that point to
the moment of your birth and even your conception. Now ever since
the 15th of August in 1986, this wild 'ICPE'
NIGHTMARE-GAME was started with me and the evil empire, and
really, the forces behind the OZ-CURTAIN controlling the evil
empire, and this would be the one third evil part of the great AWA
(Astral-World-Authority), the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, the residents of
the BRIGGBRASE, comprising what is secretly known and referred to
as the LAMBRIGG CULT, and has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do
with a location in the waking world known as Lambrigg, England.
The
next topic for this blog and this evening is the way the rules of
this nightmare game have indeed altered over the course of time
since that nightmare fucking AUGUST 15, 1986, when I sent the
musical project down to the United Sates Copyright Office, called,
“REAL GOOD GIRL” Normally, when I score, 'they' backed off all
through the nineties, and since this shit started. Lately in this
fucking diseased twenty-first century, 'they' do not back off when
I score, such as deciding to reveal my travels a few days ago up
to this very day, and mentioned the killer earthquake, it is right
there on the blog, just a few blogs back, somewhere in the
chapter-seventies. I EVEN TOLD YOU ALL, AND YOU TOO GINA, that I
WILL REMIND Y'ALL OF THIS, and this is what I am now doing, so
there!!!!!!!!!!!! What do you have to say to me tonight, DONNA
SUMMER?????????????????????? I just love that hate-page of yours,
they say no ink is bad ink when you are trying to get a story out,
maybe this is true. I will keep my jury out on that one, and
reserve my opinion and judgment.
THAT
FAMILY did me a huge favor even though it will slow me down from
doing what I had planned at the end of next month, day trading.
This is why I have this computer. Here is what the plan was all
about out in San Mateo, California; and a few other side comments
will be added in here as well, so read with a braced stance. A
very strange thing happened about 6 weeks ago or so at my job, it
is all on the blogs somewhere back when it went down live at that
time. This thing led to an event of me getting to know a very fine
gentleman who has computer knowledge that may not be on the level
of Lenny McKinnon/ressurectionist and his followers of the
cowardly ambulance driver of the greatest war ever fought in mans
recorded history as of 2011; but, he is no dummy, and will be
coming over here within a weeks time, and will reformat me after
we back up and store on discs any necessary thing, and then nuke
the entire system clean. No charge by the way, friends come in
handy. But let me talk about friends since we are on this topic
now and since it pertains so much to this very point here.
BYE-BYE, NAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But parallel event
and ice-hickey and things that fly in the sky, be them toxins or
sports teams, same-diff, only carries so much weight, and then
there follows the great legend of Damon and
Pitheous, and all other close friendships ranging from shitty, all the way to the numerous countless gray areas in-between these two points. The dude who wanted to go into the day trading with me and become an equal 50/50 partner, bought this computer, and was going to finish saving somewhere between 400 and 1,000 dollars; and then we were going to open an account up at TD-Ameritrade. But on Presidents' Day, yesterday, he dropped by, and I walked him through the exact stuff that I told on my previous blog, the entire steps from yellow pages to Google Maps, cleverly using the A-box as what continued to show up on my IP computer address for local weather, and that was the mysterious city out in Jason Cali, called, SAN MATEO. So the B-box is where I printed from the “FIND A PERSON” on the YP, the only male name listing, CANNON. Then I hit the clicker to get the connection from what showed up as my IP, to this listing, and it is a road-map showing the exact time and connection and all by itself it also popped up 36th Avenue. When I zoomed in with the licensed search tools, it shows some large beautiful condos all along 36th Avenue. What are the odds? Even Letty, MI's 3rd cousin told me that I better just live with what is being done and keep my mouth shut, or my life may get real bad, another ANN KING SILVA promise, from the great MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE THAT FAMILY, perhaps or (MO), again, what are the odds of all of these 'earthquake' coincidences, BRO? So we will call this day-trading partner by the alias name of Jack Spenser. So Jack was shown the whole ball of wax, my copyrights, even Tom Glenn, the great arranger and non-air conditioner wall night slammer, the various pages on the internet, the way the weather of my IP address insisted on being the city of San Mateo, California, and then when I back spaced the box and only showed the one address and let the other one be as though this computer is asking directions for driving over to 'brother' or 'cousin' NC's place, POW, the map pops up. Anyone out here can do this and see that MI is screwing with me, or at least her jealous hubby is. Well the story does not end here. Jack Spenser got real quiet and sat down on a different chair, not near the computer and told me to shut down the system because he wanted to talk to me. He then proceeded to tell me that nobody at the Harvest believes my story, you know, why I ran away in the dead of night out of the only place I ever had known with just basically the clothes on my back, on an icy cold night, and pretended to go to my job, clocked in; and when the place shut down, jumped on the famous I-95 and drove all the fucking ass way down here to mother fucking Fort Pierce, Florida, USAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!! He then went onto say, there is no other explanation now for your story, it IS true, and we cannot fight people like this, and he now wants to back away from our plan to day-trade. These mother fucking bastards had this all planned all along. We then went out to a nice place to have some dinner, he treated, this was the plan; that did not change. He grew more and more pessimistic no matter how I told him that I do not plan on giving up, and that I have been fighting THIS MAGICAL FRIGHTENING DISEASED ASTRAL WORLD FAMILY since the middle or late nineteen-sixties, and am not about to say UNCLE yet, not by a freaking long shot; not when I know that I can make a million dollars a year on the system that I use, using the same idea of making just a few basis points or units as I called them in 1986 when I clobbered the roulette tables. Well, have we moved along in 34 months or what, ladies and gentlemen?????????? Can anyone see the CHEMTRAILS? Can anyone see this huge hatched out plan? It took years for the sky trails to be a real world topic, it started with me on Gaither Road in December of 1987 in Mount Laurel, New Jersey, in the USAESMWG, and now ten million peeps are in the club, YO!!!!!!!!!! Sooner or later, what Nicky has done to me will be the topic on the net as well.
My
new plan is totally different, and I AM KEEPING MY MOTHER FUCKING
MOUTH ETERNALLY SHUT. It just puts my time schedule back about a
fucking year. But look at it in a positive way my supporters and
my MORIANS, old MICHAEL WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN will not have to share
the profits and lose 50% now, so really, thank you very much for
giving me this cunt licking hack. As always, followers of evil and
darkness end up only thinking they have won something, when
really, only light can shine, and darkness can only never shine.
It may not be Shakespeare but this is my philosophy for tonight
peeps, hey it is late and I am fucking exhausted, give me a damn
break Admiral Humpback!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tanks.
So
I'll take 'MI Apology Song' down off of the u-tube soon, and be
done with it. I tried to say I am sorry, and all I got was sand
kicked in my face, another typical day on Zeranniss Jones BEACH,
DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She didn't want to sweep the sand, or kick it
really, but did want to own the land. Yes 'I DO' call this music,
and I never told Dawn-Marie King that I was her Uncle Mark. That
was all HER INVENTION, and was utter nonsense and bullshit. So you
better keep me informed if she goes off of her probation soon,
Atlantic County Prosecutors. I have the right to know, and get a
protection restraint order in place over at the freaking Fort
Pierce Police Department. This family WILL kill me sooner or
later, I all ready know that, and you know about that coded shit,
right Mc-ki------yeah, believe this is a coincidence
MC-COY!!!!!!!!!!
END
TRANSMISSION:
I
haven't even read this over yet, I just heard the voice that said
to use Safe Journal Blog Chapter #80 and paste it into this
current blog, and I did. I did notice and observe that Bob
McDowell's name came up at the very start of it. I learn to trust
in those little mind-voices quite implicitly.
OH
SHIT, Mister Ringboats, you are one cool dude, YO. What is not
cool is why some force out in this cosmos has chosen to black
heartedly make total mother fucking mincemeat out of my poor and
totally pathetic miserable innocent whittle life.
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12, 2012 - The Morning Light - King
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