Tuesday, January 27, 2015

SAGA OF NON-MUSICAL SONGWRITER MARK MUD, CHAPTER 00019


































SAGA OF NON-MUSICAL SONGWRITER MARK MUD



CHAPTER 00019









JANUARY 28, 2015,

EARLY WEDNESDAY MORNING AT 12:10,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 53 DEGREES FNHT.

YESTERDAY TEMP-RANGE---(H-68/L-43)

HUMIDITY IS 86%, WIND CHILL IS 51.

WINDS ARE WEST AT 5, GUSTING TO 26.































Speaking recently about having numerous wild dreaming-interactions, or hyperspace adventures, as you are aware, I was MIND-HACKED, and printed 1985 instead of 1982, when I gave that example about measuring items that take place in waking world interactions, using the four functions of basic arithmetic, addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Maybe the smart one or two percent that read this, however; overlooked my MIND-HACK, and came to realize, that purely by accident, numbers can come back on track all by themselves, given a rare circumstance and enough hours and days for this to get around to happening.


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BEFORE JOJO CALLIO SIGNS OFF, IN ANY PARALLEL REALITY; I WANT T MAKE ONE THING MORE PERFECTLY CLEAR THAN A MILLION RICHARD MILHOUSE NIXON'S EVER COULD, ALL COMBINED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Every single thing is a HUGE GAME. Many people know this on various levels of their awareness, and is why the vast majority love sports, computer games, cards, old style board games, and on and on and on and on. This is important for so many reasons, and none of which will be part of my point for right now. Still, I say this again as I have said it so many times before for more than nine years now of blogging.







When I was all alone and isolated, the way the MILI-2-FORCE loves to keep me; back in late June and into July of the year 1970, and staying at child the molester's home on Cornwall Avenue, in Ventnor, New Jersey, Mister Tom Reale; I had a series of 'dreaming-interactions that went on night after night, with a bunch of people who I did not know from waking world hyperspace reality here, and who told me telepathically or 'whatever' that they were, “THAT FAMILY”, and I never ever forgot this, but in the early seventies, had no way whatsoever to piece the story together that eventually became MORIANITY 4 MILLENNIUM 3!




This was NOT however, when my being followed, and stalked, all began. That was traceable back well into the middle nineteen-sixties. Just how much Mark Minor, and Wilson Jessup, had to do with any or all of it; remains a mystery. I will say that I did some research, and there are roots and connections to Wilson's family to that great non-French area in Florida. Still, thanks a trill to the Quantum Future Group, who may well be a secret part of the ESS that operates here through doppelgangers, as who can really ever know such things, unless we are one of them? WOW!





All I am going to say now in this short blog, is that for those few who might be able to GET IT or some part of it; there really are ways to take stuff from the 'dream-worlds' we all go into, and transfer the energy realities in such a way, that these numbers as mentioned earlier, match up, and when they do, suddenly, worlds do really honestly collide. Maybe not 100% but 99.9 or somewhere like that. Now for just bare bones freaking openers here people, can you see the smallest reasons why this is about forty nine quadrillion times bigger than flying saucers and bot built 'aliens', and thus why this real truth is being so hush hushed, by using that other crap as a total decoy, right down to the so-called MIBS that supposedly are trying to keep huge lids on it? Next to this, any of that is a couple of kids playing jacks in the dam park, kind folks. If you cannot see that, all the blogs in the multiverse won't change a dam thing. Another Macy-WOW if permitted, late Uncle Gozz! Work that body, shoveler's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



SAGA OF NON-MUSICAL SONGWRITER MARK MUD

CHAPTER 00019












THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.






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