Friday, January 16, 2015

SAGA OF NON MUSICAL SONGWRITER MARK MUD OF 1983, PART 2, CHAPTER 00002



























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'Weird days' which means WEIRD FOR EVEN MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, do happen but then there are other experiences where in all honesty, I would be forced to say that DAYS or particular break downs in time unit measurements have little if anything to do with stuff. It merely is WEIRD-WEIRD-WEIRD, and may be a sudden minute, hour, day or many days, and again, this means not only dam weird, but even dam weird for me. I do feel the dam need to really stress that point, before I even attempt to move this along, kind people.



I may not be Governor Muscles, ladies and gentlemen, but I am Governor, President, King, and Emperor of WEIRD. I would not try and deny that fact to a single soul out here in net-ville, because that would be insult to all of you that would or should, earn me the cupie doll.



I observe so many things about this life, none of which that ever do me any good for reasons that may never come clear to my viewers, unless a real cosmic miracle were to decide to stumble into the equation. Twinbay of EHT-NJ will be the first person at the gate however, to tell any of you, “Oh no, don't wait for Mountainpen to ever grow any small concept of a positive attitude”. The girl is no liar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, wouldn't it be so dam nice for me to be wrong in a bad prediction, and wake up one day, to one darn son of a darn gun calling me or knocking at my doors, saying, “Hay Yo Mark, I understand, I get it”. Yeah, right.


The way that people think, may indeed swing a bit with popular fast changing culture, but the heart that scripture teaches is 'desperately wicked', you'll never convince me that this changes, or for that matter, is anything short of a very true and powerful statement.



But people do change in attitudes, and I am not referring to positive verses negative, so let us leave the lovely EHT-NJ girl out of this mess for right now. As technology changes, so do attitudes on many things. If political correctness in its movement and the epitome of its spirit, never happened late in the twentieth century, then some similar 'twin' of that, would indeed, have popped up to basically do the very same thing, or better said perhaps, would have eventually accomplished a very similar result. There is more happening than a planet called Earth or a universe or even a multiverse, and way beyond all of that. This stuff that is all way beyond that, is why the ESS is not only an unfathomable reality today in 2015, but is its source, even though at this source, nothing remotely connected with human beings and hence those who fall asleep and dream, are part of any of that. Only our great great grannies would be able to relate well, to my next statement, as they would sit around hours on end, on loom machines weaving large items, rugs, clothes, and other stuff. Complex patterns would emerge, yet trying to see how they all do from any given point, was comparative to doing a Rubik's Cube Puzzle, and yet, these were not Einstein's. These were our great great grannies of average intellect for women in those days when rarely were they given any education past what we think of as high school today. But rote is a magic all its own, just as is gradualism and below consciousness controls. All I mean here, is that they were able to make really lovely freaking things on these loom weaving machines, when one might wonder today, how that could be so, when this information I now tell you is taken into consideration. First off, all things big and small, do in fact begin as one color and one millionth of an inch of one of those threads of material, and that is a universal truth. That will not change. Neither will the fact that these lovely items will all be made. Now there is almost a magical ingredient that is involved with this, and it is not a simple thing for me to get into, so I won't, not right now anyway. As certain things all come together, the end product becomes what actually were unconnected points of STM-REALITY. This reality goes past just the universe, and all of the universes in hyperspace, and even that. It is even why the laws of physics all go berserk and break apart, when black holes are mathematically examined by our presently existing formulas. All this fancy literary footwork folks, is nothing more than me telling you this little scrap of information as follows. The greatest scientists of the days of my youth, say 1964-1972 or in there somewhere; had notions and concepts of stuff that today, would be laughable. We are here in today, and not all things can be known or foreseen or predicted by the smartest greatest minds of a time that precedes that. Just as no one alive back then, had a clue about computers sitting on a desk of ordinary people, having office programs inside of them so that they can do as I do, type up a document, and then print it out on paper with a printer, or cut and paste it onto a blog or other internet location. The concept was never there when I was a boy, even though television fiction writers were quite advanced to the point of conquering the light barrier with warp drive starship engines, and many other such things that we do not do even today in 2015. But the trick in a lot of stuff, when trying to play detective, and unraveling just how a lot of dots and weaves all loom together to create incredibly complex patterns; is realizing with absolute certainty and clarity, just how many ideas we all take for granted, would have sent us against our will, just 100 or more years ago, straight into commitment at psychiatric institutions. If you talked about making a document and cutting and pasting it to another actual 'place' somewhere, be it your own computer files, or uploading it onto some website, or whatever; people would want nothing to do with you, just if you continued to insist, back in 1966, that this was no big deal and would all come to pass in four decades or so. Society in general, was not collectively in a spirit of times for lack of better way of saying this, ready or able, to handle information that alien or said better perhaps, that out of step with those time-spirits. Collective culture as it moves ahead through time, definitely develops this 'spirit of the age' situation. So as we all watch scientists on educational TV channels, discussing how for example our sun will reach a point where it grows into a red giant, and how it then eventually becomes a white dwarf, they also in th e same breath, only live in the spirit of the age of today, where this matters. Just what do I mean? Now it gets simple, but sometimes, when stuff is simple, it is even more difficult for many to wish to grasp, so they tell their surface level consciousness, to say, NO GRASP, ME NO GET THAT, and CASE CLOSED. Well, in case some don't operate entirely on that premise, let me show you just one little flaw about human kind. They go on and on about what they know, without seeing the very obvious. If indeed, a culture such as Earth's humanity, survives its own greed and lusts and lasts into times where knowledge and high-tech just keep moving along; the rate of change or the delta, would absolutely allow in far less than even a million years, probably far less than fifty thousand years, stuff to be on the table that would do away with any of those worries. But the spirit of the age of right now, sees only us escaping to other solar systems and high speed warp drive space travel through controlled worm holes and all along this line. They never even begin to put things together, such as with advancements along even a much smaller rate of change that has happened in the past 100 years, MUCH SMALLER, it would be totally within reach, to cut and paste a brand new star into where ours is right now, and cut and paste our someday dying star far away into intergalactic void. We also could paste our Earth Planet somewhere else after scanniong another young star that would be perfect, only it has no Earth, and yes, our moon also would go along in the paste, as we need that to avoid wobbling. Again, when I was a boy, science was clueless that this was the really primary function of our moon, to stabalize our seasons and weather patterns here on the Earth. Folks, I have traveled into distant hyperspace where I live more tghan a million years in the future, and have cut and pasted, as we might think of today in terms we can relate to; numerous stars and planets, literally creating many lovely new habitations. Even the bible discusses the great work in the heavens that will be done, in a distant time. You do however, have to be able to read this great book with some really powerful clear deciphering abilities in order for you to have it tell you this. In my case, I remember how totally beyond cool it was, literally pushing a few gismos, and pow, creating brand new solar systems with operational worlds that correspond to making life work the way that it does here. Long ago, this same force was also at work, and this is why we have the one perfect Goldilocks world with that one perfect moon, and about a thousand other things all combined that are beyond any possible random chance for just being, abnd this is why we are here right now, and why I am typing this blog.




When we begin to think on this kind of a level, and stop limiting our imaginations all the time; even my idea of WEIRD or weird shit happening to me in such an outlandish continual preponderance; begins to take lots of new forms and shapes. Nothing ever just happens, Also, I know that I had to live in Florida these last five years, in this part of the hyperspace. I do not leave Jersey in all of my hyperspace-me lives. But a balance of some inconceivable truth, does obviously exist, if for no other reason, than to maintain that very balance. For every world where my Cousin Don is a billionaire, there is another one where he is a starving kid growing up in Africa, knowing how evil and rotten billionaires are, in that they have no shame or conscience at all, about being that rich, while so many are that poor, only now this part of his much wider 5-D existence, must be lived out to balance his own cruelty. Likewise, Mother Theresa has many other hyperspace twins where she is the one who benefits from all the good that she does, in those universes where she is Mother Theresa. This balance is not in 3, or 4, but in a total of five full dimensions, and even the wheel of karma is fifth dimensional.






In rapping this little story up, we all need to take some kind of cogitation and serious ponderous meditation on what I have spoken. If everyone alive read this, saw the total awesome power of these truths, and realized how significant this 5-D balance is to them, way more than any other parts of them that are not them directly, AKA others; this planet would become a utopia. We all know of course, that if any part of my words are nonsense and just a big dream, well, that last sentence would really apply. I am a realist, and that is why lovely Twinbay, insists that I am a negative person. Well Mashell Daniels, back in 1980, to quote you, she's entitled to her opinion.
















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SAGA OF NON MUSICAL SONGWITER MARK MUD OF 1983, PART 2





CHAPTER 00002















JANUARY 16, 2015,

FRIDAY MORNING AT 11:48,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 61 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMIDITY IS 78%, FEELING 60.

RANGE TODAY, (H-61/L-57)

WINDS ARE NNW AT 7, GUSTING TO LUCKY 11.









































Yes my 'pal', Seabottom, I hope you had a lot merrier a holiday than I did!!!!!!!!!!























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