DATE OF BIO COUNT IS ONE AM
EASTERN, 2-4-2015
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CHAPTER 00029, SAGA OF
NON-MUSICAL SONGWRITER OF MARK MUD IN 1983, 32 YEARS LATER
Audience |
A
child can see that I have both stationary as well as operational
travelers throughout the world following this blog. Why? Simple. No
blog with as small a following as 999 or less daily page-hits
minimum, and with less than a fifty-followers minimum as well; has
spots on the global strike map, that go on and off, with routine
regularity. Does it prove to a court standard that there is an ESS
some ask me, maybe? Well, no; but it is a little bit like the day you
know that your parents are giving the Christmas gifts. You can't
disprove Santa Claus, but you know! Well, so do I, and all joking
aside here for a moment; on both matters, huh Patty
Hollister? Bear in mind that these global stats do not
have changeability as do my postings of places such as the TWB
Jupiter Inlet Cam of Channel-12 South Florida television. What you
see, stays there. But if you see how it changes as I keep posting,
that is when you will see the absurdity that a blog as tiny as mine
has so much on and off action all over the world, crossing all the
oceans and on all the continents. But one thing is for sure. I am
meant to die soon, and so is this blog. It's down to 1900 monthly
(P.H.), and no, this doesn't stand for Patty
H.
At
the present rate of decline over the past year, it will be silly for
me to post at all after about half a year. This will probably be when
I turn to maggots anyway. Boy now there's a day I look anxiously
forward to, as all my problems will be over, mother fuckers.
What
can the ESS do? What can't the ESS do, and that is not double
talking. Most of us remember finding ourselves in many countless
strange places and in many situations, during our daily time out when
our bodies charge up for the coming new day, yet in spirit, we roam
and as mind thinks, it explores, just as while awake, all things we
do, first are inside of us, as our thoughts. This is why heavy
knowledge, and skills from practicing several strange mind
controlling exercises; is the only key into the kingdom of
controlling more of the hyperspace than we all do now. Those who have
more control over their waking lives, have more control over their
dreaming lives, and vice versa. Now this is in naturally occurring
mind action or the realm of true mind on the sixth dimension and its
direct connection into and through all of its probes, or us. So
without altering the normal flow of operation of this system, it
really is quite simple. As stated before, those with more or less
control over waking life, have that same amount roughly, of control
over dreaming life, and I promise you this. Before going on with
this, there are two equally important things to keep in mind at all
times with this study of the ESS. One is that while you are awake in
your universe, other dream-controllers, AKA type-3-exploratrons will
attempt to dream in and through you, and eventually, they cannot help
trying to dominate over you as to them, your life is theirs in a
dream, and they want the action, and they are aware that if they make
you rob a bank, it is you who will get caught, you who will do the
time, and you who will do the talking to a team of psychiatrists
about how the ESS got inside of you from parallel universes while
they in their world were sleeping and doing dream-control, and even
though they cannot bring the money back physically to their other
reality, they get something far greater than money. They get to play
life';s ultimate thrilling X-GAME. Maybe it should be thought of as
the UXG or the UX-GAME (Ultimate-Extreme). Fucking whore Jane
witch-bitch just got me at one-eleven this morning on my computer
clock, the shit head bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me
compensate.
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But
there is so much to know about recognizing when a type-3-exploratron
is in you and starting to take you over. Until you know what is
happening, you will never be able to win the battle over this being
controlled, as the really clever ones fix it perfectly so that you
are only seeing this as your own thoughts and your own will. To
create a conflict, you must believe this is real and really happening
to you, and there are real ways to learn how to do this, because it
really is a hyperspace-alien in you and controlling you, and with
proper realization, you can go into the fully armed state of active
conflict. Since you are the one physically alive in your part of
hyperspace, only your mind can be forced to think its thoughts, and
your body can never act against that will. But coning to see stuff
like this is alien and far out, and only if you can accept it, can
you fight it properly. I lost my life because I was too old before I
learned that this was all real. Of course the counterpart to all of
this is when you go to sleep and at will, decide that you are going
to go into some double of yourself in the hyperspace. First, you need
to see the truth and then you come to believe it as at that point it
is one and one, whereas before that, it is all sketchy and in the
land of shadowy maybe's. You have an endless amount of other you's in
hyperspace, and they have unlimited lives. Whatever possible thing
you could want, there is a you there in hyperspace, living that life,
and having those parts of it. If you are living as I am, in misery,
by their standards, you are literally one of their nightmares. No one
has a nightmare. All travel is into a double of our self where we
then either control the ride or in the vast majority of cases, are
merely going along for the ride. If your mind is thinking the wrong
things, it can easily land you into the life of one of your doubles
who is in agony on all sorts of levels. There are a very few
individual ESS travelers who know how to move into places where
things are only great. This is an endless game of WAR-CARD-ENERGIES.
As in the simple game of War in cards, once you spiral up or down,
things normally keep progressing in that direction. Changes in waking
life only happen with many slow changes in dreaming interactions.
Energies are raised and lowered as a result of our whole complete
total of our full fifth dimensional lives. Even just learning how to
visit better places (have better dreams) improves if you can force
that pattern to persist. The same is true in reverse also. But to
really get the energy that makes changes that would qualify as on a
supernatural level, you need to become someone who can go into other
YOU'S and through domination over them, begin to live their lives,
and be able to choose better YOU'S as well. Why dominate over a YOU
somewhere who lives like I do, and in misery? That would just be
stupid squared. Now why doesn't this go against what happened to me
in hyperspace on August 15, 1986, you should be all wondering by now?
This will take a long time to crack, but I'll get into it with you,
if I live and have the strength that is, to accomplish it. Yes, I
went into a beautiful experience that lasted five months, all in one
night. But I came back here, TO HELL. I was not back where I needed
to be. Someone in the ESS did not want me to be happy with raised
energy, so I was hurled into a universe where most things were close
to where I should have awakened into, but alas, I was in a place
where things were going to literally GO TO HELL, and never look back.
Twenty years came and went before I started successfully piecing
together this ESS, and yes, the head shrink doctors would love me. I
took the only thing that could make sense out of something so
outlandish that happened to me, and worked and worked with this
thing, until I had an answer that fit the problem I had. They have an
assortment of psychosis's with big Latin names attached, in their
DSM-5 book they use, for those like me who do things like this. But
this is what works. You have to say now look, here is what happened
and nothing anywhere can fuckiGN explain it, so I have to eventually
invent something that does. Only when you can perfectly fit the
pieces together however, is it real, and not a psychotic break with
reality, but don't tell the know it all fuckiGN shrinks anything. All
they know is what is in those books they read in order to pass tests
and get their degrees and go out and make a million dollars or so
over the lifetime of a practice. Some ESS bastard just tried to crash
my program, Bob FCC McDowell. This is what happens, in case my
viewers are just too fuckiGN stupid to see it, every time I get
really heavy into telling really forbidden huge fuckiGN ass secrets.
Keep riding along lovely FLO. Maybe we'll progress together, but stay
away from the pipe company and the water company. Just keep selling
insurance, and looking real awesome, gorgeous
girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James
Bond, and the inner child of humanity, wow; what a wild and ethereal
combination of split realities. Lots of my songs from the eighties,
or the lyrics to them; come to mind as I think about all of that,
peeps. Screen names, screens, old blogs; and me making phone calls to
Mister Gates and Mister Mets, huh United States Copyright Office?
Wow, was Donna Gaines Summer correct, when she said ''Daddy said stay
away''. You know I sent you her old shit, YO. I already lived up
here, and knew this entire mess; but I was blocking it. We
all block the bad shit we know via STM.
I am no different at all from any of you, other than for the simple
truth that I don't block the awareness of this all existing and being
a part of reality, not a psych delusion that is created out of a
mental fucking illness.
I
have no power to fight this fuckiGN shit. If no real people will help
me with the ESS, if people like Alex Jones don't want to even give me
a chance and look at my stuff, then my judgment is that the is like
the rest of the cappies, it is all about his fame and his money. No
one likes poor people if they are not poor. And know why, because all
they do is ask for money, and it annoys the rich very much. I would
never think of doing this. But they don't trust me, hell, I could be
typing up a lot of lies, how can they know? Well I know, and Goddess
knows. And I hope to soon be with her and out of here forever.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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