CHAPTER
60
HELL
IS FIXED IN STONE AND FIRE
AUGUST
31, 2015,
MONDAY
EVENING AT 8:51,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 79 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
SO FAR TODAY-----(H-87/L-76).
HUMIDITY
IS 86, FEELING 79.
SW
WIND GUSTS TO 24, SMALL CALM STEADY WINDS.
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THAT
MOTHER FUCKING ANNOYING JERK OFF ILLEGAL NABE IS BACK SLAMMING TODAY
AN D IN AN DOUT ALL DAM DAY.
WHAT
A PIECE OF FUCKING WORK!!!!!!!!!! A lot of annoying mother fucking
death angels are around also, and it is starting to fucking piss me
off.
As
for my life, it is only different from most of yours, because of the
same reality that is behind the rest of this fucking rotten mess,
EXPLORATRONICS. The best kept secret in the world in endless
multiples of parallel universes, until in each of them, should they
survive long enough; folks eventually unravel what is and has been in
front of their faces from the time life crawls out of the seas in
each and every one of them. Two things happen that bring this major
change into each one of these atomic reality existences. First, one
person such as myself has to follow all of those who came before him
that were known past prophets, yet those folks did not seem to have
any reference to the stuff happening now in these times after 2010 or
so rolled around. Many are taking pot shot guesses, and each accuse
the others of taking pot shot guesses, but the difference is one
element. This being, I can prove what I know is all real and true,
and secondly, the REAL BRICK BLUEBOOK WALL endlessly stops me, and my
first encounter with that wall was when I tried to get the one and
only great AT&T peeps in 1983, to help me with my telephone woes,
and nothing could ever be done, 'or would'. Now the second thing
that changes forever, each parallel universe, bringing it into the
knowledge of the exploratron-reality, called by any Shakespearean
name that anyone chooses to eventually label what Morianity preaches;
is when enough of the power control owners of each of these
realities, decide it is better for everyone to know about this
incredible truth, as opposed to remaining in the darkness. This is no
different than fire being eventually used and 'discovered' also, in
each of these reality parallels long back in their histories. I could
pop off and say some really powerful shit, but I am in a very weak
position where it would not be one bit healthy for me to do so.
Satan
is somehow at mother fucking work here. These fuckiGN ditsy shit
bastards above me, keep banging and the doors keep going, and it is
always in some weird fuckiGN tandem now, Sheriff,
sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT
WAS QUITE HELLISH, YOU WOULD HAVE HAD TO BE HERE, BUT IT ALL SEEMED
TO START UP AGAIN RIGHT AFTER THE L&O-SVU STRING OF SHOWS, ENDED
BACK ON FRIDAY NIGHT AT TEN. WITHIN A COUPLE MINUTES, IT WAS
SLAM-SLAM-SLAM, REAL REAL FUCKING LOUD. IF I DID NOT KNOW BETTER,
NIGHT TRAIL DAYLIGHT AFTER DARKNESS, I WOULD THINK SOMEONE IS TRYING
TO SEND ME SOME SICK TWISTED DISEASED FUCKING CUNT MESSAGE,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Common sense that thinking this makes you a
paranoid schizophrenic with delusions of grandeur, so I won't believe
these things until someone can prove to me this is all real and
happening. I try to stay a normal human being, Bruce Allen Fucking
Pennock, my other old early-seventies pal from Wormhole
Cooley Hall, next to the livery, on on the same property of the
Bancroft Neural Health System, now defunct, as is the Turnersville
Pathmark, and so many other great CROSSED OVER AND CROSSED OFF
HISTORY MARKERS.
I've
got headaches and toothaches, and lots of long beautiful hair, along
with crazy ways daughter, and million dollar dreams, cousin, adjusted
for recent major post 1968 infklation of
course!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If
anyone can find me PEE,
it is e-bay genius you. PLEASE!!!!!!!
(IN
YOUR DREAMS, ASSHOLE). STILL, WHY THE DREAMS???
YOU
NEED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, SO PLEASE TRY
AND REMEMBER ALL OF THIS!!!!!!!!!!
END
TRANSMISSION, YO!
