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THIS FINAL COPYRIGHT PROJECT IS REAL, BUT THE CUT AND PASTE TO IT, IS A PHONY DUPLICATION; BECAUSE THAT CLEANING LADY STOLE MY COPYRIGHT FORM; AND SO I CANNOT EVEN PRINT UP THE PAULA KING REGISTRATION NUMBER!!!!!!!!! BETWEEN THIS THEFT, AND THE COMPUTER HACK SO I AM NOT ABLE TO GET TO MY OWN MATERIAL, AT THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS; I KNOW THIS IS TO STOP MY BLOGS FROM REFLECTING ALL OF MY TRUE NIGHTMARE STORY ABOUT MUSIC, AND MY HISTORY WITH IT; SHERIFF KEN MASCARA SIR, AND MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BLONDI, OF FLORIDA, MA'AM!!!!!!!



AS TO THAT NIGHTMARE THE OTHER DAY, GEE; ARE ANY OF YOU AWARE THAT THE TERRORIST GIRL, WAS INDEED THIS THIEVING HYPERSPACE ''DARK SHADOWS PARALLEL WORLD'' CLEANING LADY???


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SLEAZE BUCKET FUCKING JANEYBITCHWITCH, JUST FUCKING NAILED ME, WITH HER FAMOUS PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN, MIND HACK ATTACK. SO I WILL NOW NEED TO FUCKING CUNT COMPENSATE, WITH MY TRUSTY ASS FIVE'S COUNTERSTRIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


As stated in one of my Epitome of Harassment Copyrighted musical projects of either 1988 or 1989; ''HERE WE GOOOOOOOOH''!!!!!!!!!


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I totally fucking hate your guts for that assault on me at the Atlanta Georgia Baseball Park, that spring night back in 1993, Jane!!!! You have fucked up my entire life with that shit you and your network turd huffing hubby did to me!!!!



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Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there. I guess atoms don't exist to them, or germs, or radio and TV signals, internet broadband and satellite signals, electricity too for that matter. SHALL WE MOVE RIGHT ALONG AND DISCUSS THIS A BIT MORE, YO!!!!!!!!



I had some horrible shit go down last week, besides major nightmares, as if that didn't mother fucking suck enough, lads and lassies. I had a major fucking problem with a bill, and I had other issues, neither of which are safe to talk about. I know that family is behind it, as the odds of it not being the case, are astronomical when numerous shit is all considered together.









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''Here you sit, broken hearted. You came to shit, and only farted''. As I now proceed in the MORIANITY story of great truth, and great sorrows; this description of anyone reading and doubting, is very accurate; despite being taken from 1969 at a public bathroom stall; and was quite well known in my generation. There goes the fucking (`~) HACK again, FCC, Bob old pal, MCDOWELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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Please make this all stop, ALL HOT HOSE BUCKET PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, and Mizz Bondi.




THANK YOU beautiful LIGHTNING, for coming around and visiting your little boy the other day, when you saw all the hell I was going through at the hands of this evil wicked demonic satanic diabolical WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE!!!!!!!!!! You are so BEYOND RED HOT, DIANA ARTEEMIS, MY ENDLESS 1-2-3 LOVER CODES FROM 1983. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO MUCH! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!


Mister Daniel Mackey, let's go back to Mickey-Dee, and take another few bites out of all of this incredible fucking bullshit, shall we sir? I'll never forget you telling me how you busted a tooth at that other Mickey-Dee on one of the bones inside of a burger, back in 1972. WHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!









HAY MISTER COOLEY HALL MACKEY SIR; IS SHE KATHARINE, OR IS SHE MARY-LEE? I KNOW A MARILOO ON THE ASTRAL PLANE; BUT SO DOES EVERYBODY HERE IN HYPERSPACE REALMS. THEY MERELY HAVE TUNED THAT DEEPLY BELOW ANY POSSIBLE CONSCIOUS MIND RETRIEVIAL POSSIBILITIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HAY JAMES MAVERICK ROCKFORD, KIND SIR:
We can always get back to this”, and believe me folks, WE WILL. With no help from NASA-CULT, or curly supergirls, and other movie related things from these Rockford times, or just after a bit; huh Naval Officer Daddy Spaceplatforms?






























JANE SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE,


IS WEELWEE ON MY OL' FUCKING NOIVES, YO!


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Well people, happy helliday. My life is beyond hell, and has been since these monster from the sixties all did me in and are going to keep doing so until they bury me and forget me. Hay Pedersen sir; THIS is obviously why I am so Earthbound and so fucking angry, sire; and keep coming back on that train, and looping endlessly around, in my relentless fuckiGN effort to alter shit. Small things can be changed depending on how far out the hyperspace is crossed from the prior time around in the life cycle. That much I do know, and next time, I hope to make contact with you while we both are still in turd licking high school, for reasons only I know. Wish me luck, Paul ol' bud!!!!!!!






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HEY THERE ALL SAVANTS YO; ''THE END''.











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LAST NIGHT I HAD SUPER MAJOR FUCKING ''NIGHTMARES''. Lots of people I know from this dimension were in it, and some I have no clue who they are, in this world here. Every time I ever try to record or tell in any way, things about ''hyperspace-static'', calling it by any name imaginable; and I go into an interaction that is filled with it in very short order, many times if not most times, the very next time I go off to ''sleep''. I was in a very large shopping mall where my car and my wallet were stolen, by way of using hyperspace-static. The crazy dude that drove me there, in my own car, from a place he had in the deep woods somewhere, where I had been visiting a friend of his and he just happened to show up; drove like a mad man. While on the way to the mall, I spoke to him saying, "Do you have a death wish", my exact words to him, and I'll remember that very clearly for the next ten thousand fucking months. We parked and we entered the mall in a weird area, from a store, and he doubled back before I knew it and stole my car. But he also stole my wallet, and when I saw that the car was gone, I realized that he had taken the keys since he had been driving, and had not returned them to me. I retrieved my wallet out of the car after that, and saw that he had stolen all of my identification and my bank debit card, everything was gone. But how did I get back into a car that was stolen in the first place, to retrieve my wallet? The answer is called, HYPERSPACE STATIC. Most if not all of you reading these words, have had this happen, so don't even try to bother denying it. How it works as well as what it truly is, is complicated as hell, and needs not be discussed at all in this particular blog right now. I walked into the mall again after making a full walk around the huge outside parking lot area, and saw a phase-4 entity, the cop we all know and love from "Law & Order'' the TV show, Lenny Briscoe. I went in shouting for police and that I had been robbed. When I finally found Briscoe, he acted beyond strange. He told me to look at his hand and he pulled out a strange looking small Bose Speaker attached to nothing. Then he said to me, he will help me after I listen to something and instantly I heard horrible thundering bass. I then woke up to this world at just past eight this morning, and what else, but the car stereo attack outside of my window again. Many more things went onto happen when I fell back to sleep for another hour and a few minutes. I heard sounds that I never heard before. One was just like the fire alarm in the building here in waking world where I live,only instead of being deafening loud, it was much quieter and more palatable. Shortly after waking up for good today, the alarm went off, after being totally absent for a week give or take. I felt lousy again when I got up for good. Yesterday was far worse or maybe it was two mornings ago, when i awoke with a monster fucking sore throat. But there is still one more thing to be told about this weird shopping mall where this nut job dude stole my wallet contents and automobile. He put something INOT MY WALLET when he removed all of my stuff from it. At first it appeared liker a small compact miniature toothbrush and paste and some other silly things in miniature. Some huge hack just struck me, and does not want me to tell the rest of this, but let me see if I can, FCC and ACLU. Inside this rapped up silly and ridiculous looking plastic container that actually managed to perfectly fit into my wallet, was a notebook, also in miniature. One page of it contained the 81 Private-Cosmicoded Numbers from 110 through 990. But one of them appeared to be missing. I do not know if lightning is trying to tell me something, as I once stuck a walkie-talkie antenna into a 220 volt air conditioner outlet thinking it was a built in antenna back in my youth, and a huge lightning flash was all around me, yet here I am to this day. One of the 81 code numbers was missing, and I couldn't help spotting that in that wild fucked up nightmare from hell. The number 220 was not there in the notebook on that page.






























































Now I had to fix some hacked shit, and hopefully, things will work, FCC!!!!!





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This other thing Lenny said to me, is that he knows the guy in Florida who recently told me this following thing that I told on a recent blog:




He said the episode with the two kids coming into the city, the girl named SARAH, who was shot, and the dude who was forced to work as a SNITCH, by Detective Rivera, as this episode aired right around the time of this incident with me; was no coincide whatsoever. The boy was shot because in the L&O episode, he was seen coming out of the police precinct and was believed to be a SNITCH!!!!!!!!!!

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THIS IS A PHONY DUPLICATION, AND BECAUSE THAT LADY STOLE MY COPYRIGHT FORM, I CANNOT EVEN PRINT UP THE PAULA KING REGISTRATION NUMBER!!!!!!!!!


THE TERRORIST GIRL, WAS THE HYPERSPACE DARK SHADOWS PARALLEL WORLD CLEANING LADY!


































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But I will open a few doors, a few cracks, just so we can all hear a few real nasty fucking creaking sounds.
























































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The nightmare last night needs to be discussed. So does the Book of Daniel in the Holy Bible as well as several top name books about dream-interpretations. But the nightmare from which last night? Well, both would be a good answer. There is a way of decoding hyperspace 'MA' or mind-action. If you have ten years, maybe I could dam try and relay it to you some time.

















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Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.


Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there.












































JULY 3, 2015,
FRIDAY NIGHT AT 8:56,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT TEMPERATURE 84 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE TODAY----(H-90/L-71).
RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 72%, FEELING LIKE 91.
WIND IS ESE AT 10, GUSTING TO 21.


WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HAPPY JULY 4TH HELLIDAY FOLKS.
THIS WAS HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 227


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SO JUST WHERE IS MY PROJECT NUMBER 29; OH MARVELOUS GREAT POWERFUL COPYRIGHT OFFICE EXAMINERS, AND ATTORNEY GENERAL LOVELY BONDI?????????



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{{{((*HALLS----------WALLS*))}}}


CHAPTER 226



Well people, as you suspected, there is a lot of fucking shit going on, and my blogs are keeping very quiet. If I talk, I am a dead fucking man. A lot of you know this already.
































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But I will open a few doors, a few cracks, just so we can all hear a few real nasty fucking creaking sounds. No lakehouse door hinge operations, just a tid bit of mother fucking shit, or as I said, my life won't be fucking worth an ugly penny, a pretty nickel, or a good lord Lenny McKinnon quarter, in or out of hot summer master blaster days back in 1980; huh Stevie?




































































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The nightmare last night needs to be discussed. So does the Book of Daniel in the Holy Bible as well as several top name books about dream-interpretations. But first, notice how when the hacking started up on the previous blog from late this afternoon, so did the hack when I tried to post up, and you can all see it for yourself. Notice too how for a month or more now, the enemy has hacked out my LIGHTNING MAP that used to show the location of lightning on this map of the continental mother fucking United States. Take a look for your dam selves, lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!

































All it ever is any more, is a blank empty map or the area, as the location of strikes is totally hacked away by the Milituforce.







































Just because we cannot see and hear many things, people love to insist that they are not real and not there. I guess atoms don't exist to them, or germs, or radio and TV signals, internet broadband and satellite signals, electricity too for that matter. SHALL WE MOVE RIGHT ALONG AND DISCUSS THIS A BIT MORE, YO!!!!!!!!








When God showed the prophet Daniel, a bunch of future events through the dreaming interactions of the King, and then used the hyperspace towel-seepage to work the model so to speak; things being done that are talked about in churches to this day thousands of years after it went down, are very similar to many things that I too have learned to do. I do not have it fully understood, but as with Daniel, my rubbing shoulders with Goddess Almighty, and remembering it while in physical matter form, allows some of this to be worked out by me. Naturally, I do not have it all figured out 100% by any stretch. Now with the time where I heard Sarah Jacobson tell Steve at the bridge just down the way from Coolie Hall back in the early seventies; that she doesn't kiss boys; and then it went down the very next day in waking life; this is merely the fact that I had a powerful memory of my time in hyperspace a short while back, and remembered it in full clarity, and for complex reasons, the parallel universe I visited in the hyperspace and was being a TYPE-1-Exploratron inside of my double over there, viewing it as we would view a movie as an audience; but this location atomically was extremely close to where my body laid in a bed and I was 'dreaming', as opposed to being more distant in hyperspace, away from where the body is physical. The exact reason why thought and mind produces all of the interactions the way it does, is only understood by the programmer-gamer in full. She doesn't plan on sharing that powerful information ever, with anyone. I am her, THAT BOY, to quote her, and if she is not sharing it fully with me, I sure doubt that anyone else is going to be given the full dance either.




Now in clock time where my body was in bed, or the reality where I now type this and you now read this, or shortly will be; I am guessing it was just past daybreak here in Fort Pierce, Florida. Suddenly, there I was in a parallel world here at my building. There was a church that was connected to it, annexed somehow in a very strange looking architecture. I found myself with a couple people who I do not know here, and we were in the far rear pews of this church, and I was saying how Satan is always attacking me an d that I never ever seem to see the power of goodness or GOD. When it was time to leave, I found myself taking the elevator down to the parking lot. I was all the way at the far end of it as far as you can get, from the doors that lead into the lot as opposed to the doors that lead out the front way to the street which is Avenue B. Suddenly a girl about five foot three and around one hundred sixty pounds, African American, about age 30-39, without glasses, dressed average, with average length and styled hair, approached me and told me I said something that she did not like and I better stay away from her as she did not want to go to jail, and was going to beat me to death. She was not some huge giant, not that it would take one to kick my old flabby pathetic ass, but she was extremely intimidating. I won't tell all of the back and forth, but I went back into the building, and began to remember both worlds, the one here, and there, and knew I was in a dream, becoming a TYPE-2-EXPLORATRON at that time; aware, yet not in control over my double, or 'doppelganger'. The architecture of the entire place seemed to grow more different and more weird as the interaction continued onward. Now when 'dreams; appear to skip from one section to another, or change inside of a normal rationale, this in Morianity, is called dream-static, or 'hyperspace-static'. Just as static used to be in radio and television sets back in their newer days, dreams also switch channels or realms inside the broadband or hyperspace, and there is a definite static, and that is what produces the weird unexplainable time skips, section skips, and all the other stuff that many times makes Morianity seem to be a nonsense story. Just because I never took anyone down this more detailed road up until now,does not mean that I could not have, years back. I did not feel the need to tell it all, and I still do not. It is just too fuckiGN dangerous for me to always go on a roll and tell it all, A to Z!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on in the day, I ran into the cleaning lady and the buttwipe across from me, and they were talking. I have not seen them talking, not that they don't, but I have not come up on them together, since that day I knew they were together, when she came over to clean, and then kept going over to the apartment across from me to visit with him, while she was robbing me blind. I also heard a part of a conversation that is beyond unbloggable. It would cause me a lot of trouble all over the world, even with a tiny blog like mine, and being a total fucking nobody. But my point is that hyperspace effect is very real, and the Book of Biblical Daniel is very real also. I do not know this from reading it and having religious faith. I know this from a lifetime of fucking shit that totally substantiates it, and today being the mere most recent event! Oh boy, THEY don't like this being told. HERE COMES THE MOTHER FUCKIGN HACKING, FCC, AND ACLU, some nasty ass mother fuckiGN WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK SHIT, YO YO YO!!!!!!! Here we mother fucking go again, with another one, FCC and ACLU, and FBI, and Sheriff KJM, and Mizz AG-BONDI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have no freedom at all to tell the really heavy fuckiGN shit, folks. You can see this, or else you're fucking blind as fuckiGN shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






I BELIEVE ALL SAVANTS KNOW THIS; THE END!






























This is Florida, and I am not the only one who sweats in this sweltering fucking heat, and high humidity; or who STINKS as the day wears on. DEAL WITH IT; you rude arrogant wicked evil Floridians. Southern Hospitality?





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JULY 2, 2015,
THURSDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:31,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT TEMPERATURE 91 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE TODAY----(H-92/L-70).
RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 56%, FEELING LIKE 100.
WIND IS SE AND STEADY, AT 17.



The mouse jump hack is major these days, federal communications commission, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!


WHAAAAAAAAAAAA. THANK YOU VERY MUCH, SHF. KJM, SIR. I KNOW YOU HELPED ME TODAY, AND IT IS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED, SIR. YOU LOOK REALLY COOL ON THE TV NEWS, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY FOR YOUR RECENT LOSS. THE WAY PEOPLE DRIVE, IT AMAZES ME THE HIGHWAYS ARE NOT A TOTAL KILL ZONE THAT DWARFS THE MIDDLE EAST. I MEAN THAT FROM THE HEART, AND AM NOT BEING A WISE-ASS. ANYWAY, MY DEEPEST CONDOLENCES.



We have so many lovely pets here at 601-B. That is one great thing to be said for this building I dwell in, kind Morians and whoever else is 'really' out here. Still, Tanstalker and Gawky are two amazing cats, if I do need to say this myself; world!!!!!!!!!











I'M SURE YOU REMEMBER THAT RIGHT CROSS THAT YOUR DAUGHTER HAS.



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GO DIDDLE YOURSELF, TAST. SHE ISN'T GONNA' HIT ME. AND YES, I AM THE ONE WHO IS HAVING THE LAST WORD TODAY, SHITTY-KITTY!!!


So great Ex-Guv T. Kean sir, are we really perfect together, or what, kind sir?









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OH PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY, BILL BIXBY!


YOU MISSED ME MIZZ DIRTWEEDS FONDA!!!!











































Oh great banker Heinz Gottwald Second Cuzz and late-great dude of Babylon, NYUSAESMWG,


YES, THIS GREAT COUSIN OF MINE MIGHT SAY, IT'S BETTER THAN MOHR TRAINS. BUT I MIGHT SAY, WHY TRY TO HURT THE FEELINGS OF A POOR SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD KID?????? THAT WOULD BE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

















































THIS CUNT FUCKING LAPPING MOUSE JUMP HACK IS GETTING ON MY LAST MOTHER FUCKING DAWN-MARIE KING NOIVES YO; YA' FUCKING TWAT EATING SHITS WHOEVER YOU ARE THAT IS DOING THIS TO ME! NOW THEY ARE MOTHER FUCKING HITTING ME WITH ANOTHER ILLEGAL HACK, FCC. THIS TIME IT IS THE WORD-DISAPPEARING FUCKING DICK LICKING HACK, YO YO YO YO; IN TOTAL MOTHER FUCKING VIOLATION OF MY DAM ASS CIVIL RIGHTS, DAM IT!!!!!!!!! This cunt chewing hacking, is on my last nerves, major ass big ass time; DAWN-MARIE KING!




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Why scream about it though? That won't change a mother fucking thing.

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Dr. R. Mack Harrell received his bachelor's and medical degrees from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, where he was awarded the prestigious Morehead Fellowship in Medicine. After completing a residency in Internal Medicine at the University of Minnesota, Dr. Harrell did a clinical and research fellowship in endocrinology at Duke University, developing a special interest in parathyroid, thyroid and adrenal disease.

In 1991, Dr. Harrell was recruited by Cleveland Clinic Florida, where he pioneered office neck ultrasonography and became their first Chief of Endocrinology, before moving on to become the Director of Metabolic Outcomes for the North Broward Hospital District in Ft. Lauderdale in 1999. Dr. Harrell began an endocrine surgical collaboration with David Bimston, MD in 2005. Both moved their practice to Memorial Healthcare System in 2011.

Dr. Harrell is among fewer than 200 physicians worldwide who have completed the Endocrine Neck Ultrasound (ECNU) program administered by the American Association of Clinical Endocrinology (AACE). He has served as a clinical professor of medicine at Nova Southeastern University since 2001. Dr. Harrell has performed thousands of thyroid biopsies and parathyroid localizations. He brings a unique expertise to the diagnosis and treatment of thyroid, parathyroid and adrenal tumors.
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Gender
Male
Type of Doctor
Endocrine Surgery

Professional Highlights

Awards and honors
  • Phi Beta Kappa
  • Atlantic Coast Conference Honor Society
  • Alpha Omega Alpha
  • Morehead Fellowship in Medicine
  • Fellow of King’s Fund College, London
  • National Institutes of Health Research Service Award
  • Career Development Award
Professional organizations
  • American Association of Clinical Endocrinologists
  • Broward County Medical Society
  • American Medical Association
  • ECNU Teaching Faculty
  • AACE Diabetes Council
  • American College of Endocrinology, Board of Trustees, Executive Committee
Recent publications
  • Optimization of Minimally Invasive Radio-Guided Parathyroidectomy: The Importance of Neck Ultrasonography and Intraoperative Parathyroid Hormone Assay,” Endodrine Practice, 2008
  • Glycostator: A Novel Technology to Summarize Blood Glucose Control in Patients with Diabetes Mellitus,” Endocrine Practice, 2008



Education and Fellowships

  • Fellowship: Duke University Hospital, 1985
  • Residency: University Of Minnesota, 1980
  • Professional Education: University Of North Carolina, 1979

Certifications

  • American Board Of Internal Medicine - Internal Medicine
  • American Board Of Internal Medicine - Endocrinology

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Well old buddy, Brad Messenger, from 1969, a lot happened to me since you used to play the hell out of that Aquarius Hair record over at your apartment. WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

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As was said on the great hit television show, I have more viruses in this computer than an old whore. Sup John Henningsen? Boy oh boy; that fucking chain you gave to me, was sure adored by the Almighty Goddess, SSJKK!!!!!!! HAY FUCKING ACLU AND FCC, THIS HACKING IS GETTING BEYOND MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' RIDICULOUS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I TOLD YOU all from the very beginning back a decade ago, that I did not remember vividly, those two statements that she made to me near her great shop, for no reason. MY MY MY MY AND ALL OCTOBER THIRTIETHS, JEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Magnesonic, whoever is hacking my machine, I want their dirt bag parents, children, and all loved ones around them, to quote STAR TREK's great Squire Garth Trilane of 900 light years away, “DEAD DEAD DEAD”. You are not the originals here, Paula Patton and Detective Elliot Stabler. Hay El, did you ever hear the joke about the one parachute in the airplane, and the Mexican, the Englishman, the Frenchman, and the American? Just thought you'd appreciate that joke. BE CAREFUL.



My mother fucking civil rights are being trampled to death, FCC and ACLU, with this major hacking fucking shit, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!





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HOLD THE DAM MAYO, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





HEY THERE ALL SAVANTS, 'THE END' YO!!!!!!!!!!





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I AM SCARED FOR MY LIFE, SHERIFF KJM, SIR. I WAS IN A MEDIUM-CLOSE HYPERSPACE, AND HAD A HORRIBLE TERRORISTIC THREAT MADE TO ME; AND THEN WHEN I CAME BACK HERE, OR AWOKE AS YOU WOULD SEE IT; I WENT TO TURN ON MY TV, AND A VERY STRANGE THING HAPPENED. SUDDENLY IT WENT INTO SOME MODE THAT MADE THE CABLE BOX NOT WORK. ONLY AFTER RESETTING SOMETHING ON THE TV-MENU, DID THE BOX SIGNAL RETURN, AND THE PICTURE RESUMED. BY ITSELF THIS IS WEIRD AND SCREWEY ENOUGH, BUT TAKEN ALONG WITH THE FRIGHTENING HORRIBLE FREAKING NIGHTMARE, SIR; AND I AM VERY SCARED, AND SO I AM REQUESTING YOUR ASSISTENCE TODAY. WHATEVER YOU CAN POSSIBLY DO FOR ME WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED. I HAVE TO GO TO MY VERO DOCTORS TODAY, THIS AFTERNOON. PLEASE TRY AND PROTECT ME FROM THESE ATLANTIC CITY AND WALL STREET ENEMIES FROM EW AND BILLIONAIRE HELL! THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH, KIND SIR.


WHY SATAN PUTS ME UNDER THIS POWERFUL FUCKING DEMONIC OPPRESSION, IS ANYONE'S GUESS. I NEVER SAID THAT IT STARTED ON AUGUST 15, 1986. I SAID IT GOT EXTREMELY WORSE ON AUGUST 15, 1986. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT, WORLD. THANK YOU KINDLY.



It is now four minutes shy of seven on this Thursday morning, 2 July, 2015. It is 70 degrees with a nasty hot day predicted by the weather people. But then, that is the least of my concerns!



I have my reasons for not detailing the nightmare on this blog right now, perhaps at a later time I will tell some of it, maybe not. Right now, please please help me as much as you're able to today, authorities around me. I am scared as shit!



One thing is totally for sure. Someone somewhere, did not like the previously posted blog, as to quote the great late President Ronald Reagan, my enemies seemed to have ''launched an immediate counter-attack''.






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I am fully aware how far out and fantastic all my stuff seems to be, and I know it is all the truth and also know that those all around me think I went totally mad long ago. That's just reality, son; to quote you, Dennis Snyder!

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It was no fun at all, being kept by the two zoo-keeping wardens, Ann King and her daughter Dawn-Marie. But I lived through this hell on top of my physical agony and other Otammic-Milituforce drama and trauma, and here I am today, living in Fort Pierce, Florida, and still alive and breathing, the gods willing. The minute they are not willing, this is when we all kiss the mud, bite the dust, and meet the Queen, in more ways than one, and without any TV repairs, or visits to northeast Philadelphia. WOW THAT, all crooked rotten repair shops everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too. And a big JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


















































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I wouldn't give anyone in America a thin fucking dime for the healthcare and general welfare of seniors. In fact, the entire medical industry is nothing but greedy Wall Street quacks and duck-nerds.





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LATE WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:40,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
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RANGE TODAY-------(H-92/L-70).
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Well, Diana Ross may have sung about BABY LOVE; but these photos from 'TWC', puts somewhat of a different spin on that; don't you think, folks?
AHA-AHA-AHA AND WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Let me hold out my arms and cry like a crazy mother fucker, kind people out here!!!!!!!!!!

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Now I am in no way implying that all of the people involved in my life in one way or the other, are in their truer essence, Briggbase residents. But a large majority of them are, and this has to be the truth, as otherwise, those anti-pollution television commercials that aired late in the sixties, with my voice on the one where the pigs were on the beach, just never could have happened.














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THIS MOTHER FUCKING MOUSE-JUMP HACKING, IS REAL BAD; SHERIFF KJM, AG-PB, AND OTHERS OUT HERE, FROM FCC, TO FBI, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!





Now the problem with what I am going to say in a moment, is that without believing in this Castaneda Syndrome of Dreaming, to call the ESS, and give it more credibility, since this is a great world recognized author; none of this story called Morianity would have a snowballs chance in fucking hell of ever making a bit of logical rational sense. But applying my powerful story, along with, as well as into, Carlos Castaneda, and his great 'dream-books'; and finally, you will see some powerful shit is going on; and you won't be able to deny it! Not with real honest logic and reasoning. You literally would be forced to reach the conclusion, that Morianity is real. Just this man's great books are one thing. But take his books, and my claims about my life for nearly 61 years; and you will get a blast that is far beyond 1,000 atomic bombs. I promise!!!!!!!!!!!!! So as I said, I could print up a few hundred words or more on any topic that these blogs have taken you through for ten years now. Here is one selected purely at random, but as you read it; try reading it while remembering the Castaneda Syndrome. No one just falls into interactions with a dozen people that all go onto be world renown huge successful people, not unless they were say the Queen of England or some big billionaire. It merely goes against all odds, all possible statistical analysis, and on and on I could go. Let me instead, stop and just paste in this little story.



Yes, many folks have come to Fort Pierce, following me down here literally. Some my distant family, some part of the ESS naturally, and still others, whoever and whatever they REALLY are, some are the soldiers on my side of this army-fight, praise the GODDESS!!!!!!!!



Rather than rehash, let me expand and insert just a wee bit of fresh new information, me peeps! How many out here are familiar with what happened to me after I wrote the song called, “SARAH” on May 12, 1996? This took place on the second fucking day of August, about ten weeks after this was written. My mom and I were in my brand new Saturn automobile. The Milituforce made it suddenly break down. I had been followed by a dangerous terrorist who threatened both my life and the life of my poor elderly fucking mother. I was blocked in at a parking lot by strange young females and not allowed to exit the area for a short while. And by the time the day was all done, and my mom and I had both spoken to the Prosecutor's Office in Camden City in Jersey, after finally returning to our apartment in Williamstown, called the Highview Apartments; we had just about been totally fried and mother fuckiGN microwaved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But SARAH had only begun fucking with me, kind folks, her and her fuckiGN miserable cronies from Atlantic City and the surrounding inland town areas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have someone down here who informed me that what happened was as follows, and he will deny saying this or even knowing or speaking to me to his fucking dying die, he also told me. When the waitress at the Egg Harbor, New Jersey White Horse Pike diner told my mom and I that a contract had been placed on my life by the local gangs in Egg Harbor and their main Manhattan gang dealer mobsters; and was also told that I was a snitch and this is why I have been marked for death, when in truth I never had been anywhere near any of this nonsense, and it had been 10 years to the day practically, since I was even in fucking New York City. He said to me, he knows for a fact, that Dick Wolf, the executive producer of Law & Order the TV show, knows all about me, and the entire show reflects a large part of my life, along with some others in both my family, and peeps that he and his peeps knows as well. He said the episode with the two kids coming into the city, the girl named SARAH, who was shot, and the dude who was forced to work as a SNITCH, by Detective Rivera, as this episode aired right around the time of this incident with me; was no coincide whatsoever. The boy was shot because in the L&O episode, he was seen coming out of the police precinct and was believed to be a SNITCH!!!!!!!!!!

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See why the Milituforce is not all that fuckiGN swift about letting me download/copy my 29th project, You'll Be Crossing Over”, in case I use it on my blogs??????? Hey, be blind and dumb if you so desire, sawn you!




Would any fuckiGN person on this planet, go to all this trouble to prove what I have been put through by the owner/creators of this planet, if this was not for real?????????? Give me a mother fuckiGN break, ladies and gentlemen, pweeeeeeeeeeze!!!!!!!!!!

































































































































































































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I got through the weekend, and a lot better for wear than those two dudes who tried to do that New York prison break. Oh well; we all are dealt cards, and we all learn our own unique style of playing our cards. Taking both of these things together, and we get the complexities of physical life in our new age global society. To that, I will merely add, WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!


As I said; Mashell Daniels of 1980, and RPL Sound Studio Labs; the human mind really totally freaking fascinates me. To quote my old pal Bob McDowell, I find it to say the very least, “Vely vely intelesting”!!!!



HELL, IN ANY CASE; My life is one big fat ass fucking hell.





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Hey Federal Communications Commission, YO;
MAJOR FUCKING HACKS!


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