FUCK THE ESS, CHAPTER 20
OK fine and cool, fool. Here is what you will be
missing when I am gone since no one wants to read my fucking words.
The exact way the mind control is done in hyperspace, in details that
I never told yet, detailed numbered steps. Why this man came to the
pool and said he was a cousin when he was a whole different relation.
Why every single thing I have done since I was knee high to
1983-Webster-Shrimpo, was cursed by goddess. Finally, why mind works
the way it does, and right down to all of our thoughts and emotions,
only I was going to get into how it goes from the outside box, in. As
though we were standing outside SSJK's dollhouse, I was about to show
some pretty fuckiGN amazing things. Now, the hell with it. I plan to
do other things, and when and if I ever continue this blog, I will do
it with a new audience that appreciates both me, my hell, and the
things I discuss, as those things or some or at least one, will be an
interest to them, be it the alien and saucer subject, the gods, the
supernatural occult shit, the conspiracy reality to it all including
shadow societies of all walks in life. I was going to tell you huge
secrets about both math and the mind, and get into shit that will
break your brain, only you can turn it around for your good so long
as goddess has not placed some fucking goddess-awful curse on you and
your lineage. All nine years of my blogs were the opening, and then
parts 1-9 of many things, but it is only part 10 that was the
absolute thriller that now, you all will miss. So go enjoy other
blogs, with my blessing. Enjoy reading bland shit that tells nothing
besides what is basically out there in boring social media. Repeats
and shares of endless fuckiGN nonsense dribble, put another less
polite way, I suppose. I know there has to be a way to market a blog,
so that those who are very interested in all of the many topics this
blog talks about, can indeed come to know that such a blog exists for
them to read. I cannot subsist on getting a few dozen hits a day,
because this is not anywhere near even that amount of folks, who do
anything other than laugh and mock me,and judge me and my motives. I
have to deal with that from my own people up north, and I don't have
to stand for wet nursing a bunch of other babies that never ever will
do a Dan BZ2MN Mackey from 1972, excellent advice given to Bob
McDowell from him, may I add. He would now be very fucking proud of
the dude.
Just see things my way. I appreciate anyone who reads
me, but this is a lot of work and it takes up a lot of my time each
week, 20+ hours I am guessing, perhaps more. That's a pretty big ass
bite out of the 168 total hour week. But it is not going to cut it
forever, me doing al of this, and you, whoever you all are around
this globe, never ever telling anyone about this blog to help it to
grow, when I admit to being way ahead on many things, but way behind
on being able to do those type of things. If I knew how, I would do
it, I am not lazy. All my persistence of nine years of long blogs
should verify that fact to any doubters. Lazy and me are not two
words that properly go together at all!
Let me paste in the day-time-weather-info page now.
FEBRUARY
17, 2015,
FRIDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:03,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 62 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 78%, WIND CHILL IS 62.
WIND
IS S AT 3, WITH SMALL GUSTS TO 6.
TEMP
RANGE TODAY SO FAR----(H-63/L-62)
PREDICTED
HIGHS TOMORROW, LOW-MIDDLE EIGHTIES.
When
this blog started, it was all about the gods, and how I had been
able, since joining a great quiet-religion, called Eckankar; to
better understand a lot of things that happened to me since very
early in my present life as Mark Wayne Mohr. But their teachings say
that it takes seventeen years for a Chela, or a new follower or
student, to reach mastership status. That is quite a while,
(17-YEARS). I joined and stayed with them for only three years,
1996-1998. But just because I decided to go off on my own, I learned
a lot from them, as well as from other sources for many years, even
the Astral Plane gods and goddesses themselves. 1996-2015 is over 17
years. By their standards, even though I branched off from their
exact teachings, they would have to admit, I am indeed on a
master-journey. They do not believe in the ESS, and I d not believe
in their main doctrine of becoming co-workers with god, despite my
discussing remembering lifetimes far advanced from 2015 in
hyperspace, where I actually was cutting and pasting in entire solar
systems, to areas all over the universe. They see a major truth, much
differently than I do. I see bored to tears gods, who are long
insane with endlessness, distracting by becoming lower entities of
their own split beingness, on arenas or playfields; and then stuff
like the Jewish-Timeline, and many other Jehovah-Projects, too
numerous to even fathom; all as a way to take their attention and
focus permanently off of this hellish horror. I'll gladly give you a
great example, and it will really make some of you wish you had been
a better audience to me and pushed me just a little bit to help me to
grow, since you know, that is beyond my ability to do, and yet is so
urgent for my cause. If you were sentenced to solitary in a max
security federal prison for the rest of your life, and I could sell
you a computer game with the advanced feature of taking a medpill,
these will be known within twenty years, but mainly for patients to
take only once monthly, and then small mini pills all go into our DNA
and over time, effect repairs to cure us of all of our afflictions,
but these pills can also cause th emind to directly interact with
precise frequencies that a computer game can be set to at the
factory. You take th epill and for a month you are inside of the game
and you can program it to have anything you want inside when you come
in to that virtual world, literally, dying and going to heaven, which
is just the old way of saying this stuff by the way, like it or not
people. So who would even mind life in solitary, as long as you are
allowed your pill and your game? All these games we're all stuck in
with these powerful Astral-Gods, is basically, this very same thing,
only they have come in here and we are all just their game. That
means they are our UPLINE, thinking of it as the old Tupperware or
Amway Distribution Companies used to market their wares with this
sales methodology. So if we do the same thing, we just are downlining
one more stage. Somewhere in the fifth dimension, this is all being
done, so endless uplines and downlines already are part of
''reality''.
This
is the basic teaching of the Morianity Truths. It always was and
always will be. There is little difference in mind that is
originating from a biochemical and biological sources, such as the
human brain, powered by a biological power source, our bodies; and
mind that is originating from electrical and silicon sources, such as
the computer brain, powered by electricity. As those who study the
stars and our closest one, the sun, we know that any and all power
and energy and thus life as we perceive it humanly; all comes from
what this star emits outward to this planet, almost a hundred million
miles away. Before any of the modern knowledge cam into play however,
many old religions had a sun god by many names, the more popular ones
were Rah and Apollo and Lucifer. You could legitimately shorten this
into one name, I have, Rahpollifer. His twin sister goes by quite a
few names as well, Artemis, Diana, Kali, and others, but these are
the most well known. Diana has control over lightning in the
atmosphere of Earth. The same electricity powers all of our modern
day social culture, from A to Z, as well as computers. Electrons are
electrons with few differences in the exact way they flow in air
channels or through wires, and so on. But all of this is meaningless.
As soon as I began diverting off of these things, and tying in Sarah
Krassle's newest identity, and stuff she did with me, and not just in
'dreams', but right here in the waking world; my blog began to
dwindle. It is dying, so I figure, shit man, let it die. I will need
to start all over with a new beginning and a new group that is way
more interested in all of this, than those that I have presently. I
hold no resentments about anything. But I simply cannot waste any
more of my dam time. I know you are out here, Chester Perkowski. I
feel it very strong, and I am rarely wrong. I believe you know things
that could help me in enormous dam ways. But like all of the others;
for one reason or another, you won't. What a dam ass shame.
Is
there already a connection to brains and computers? Yes and no. In
theory this could be a slowly evolving reality, but we are nowhere
near there as of yet, because our machines are on the level of about
a six week old baby at best, and this is the really powerful top
state of the art super systems. Until sufficient computing power
allows consciousness to begin, billions and billions of terabytes of
memory and higher speed than anything yet available for processing,
and other things as well, we are not even close to making a system
that thinks like a five year old. But someday we may get there. After
they reach an equivalent to age 10 and then 12 and then 21,
automatically, emotions will not spring up by themselves. As they
grow greater in capability, they then need to be placed into android
bodies, just as human brains are in biological bodies. Only when
they, as little humans do, begin to sense and feel an interact
directly with an environment around them, can emotion begin to also
become interwoven into machine-mind. All the SYFY shows, even mister
Star Trek Data, have it all BACKWARDS, as are so many things, all
reversed. Someone hacked out my mind on the prior blog while I was
speaking about this very thing. I was trying to say that humanity
only came to be on this planet well past the eleven o'clock hour,
well past 11:59:59 if you want to go all the way back to the origin
of the planet. Only an extremely super society such as what I call
ESS, could pull shit like this off with this incredible regularity
and perfectly timed Swis precision. Well, Miss Shitinthemouth Jane
nailed me with page eleven of fuckiGN eleven. So allow me to
compensate now with my fives, please!
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Many
an intelligent person has told me, the internet is just a tool. If
you could not make life work for you before it, you are not going to
make it work because of it and by using it. It is just as controlled
and owned by the wealthy and powerful as everything else is, and when
you have world owners who hate you, no possible favor can ever be
made to come down from the heavenly's to change your life for the
better. Cursed really is cursed. I know this, and those who don't
understand this are simply wrong, goddess bless them! Enjoy your
lives without worrying about my words from fucking
hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RIGHT
ABOUT 3 A M, PAM BONDI, FLORIDA AG,
I
WAS JUST GIVEN A MAJOR DEATH HEALTH BOWELS HIT!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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