CHAPTER
069, HIFISAF
The
mother fuckers are inside our heads, and we are powerless to do squat
about any of it. What I have gone through since my birth nearly sixty
one fucking years ago is all part of what the world leaders are
covering up for all our supposed good and there is more to tell than
would fit in a thousand mother fucking libraries.
The
main reason no one will or for that matter, can believe anything I
say, is because I am asking people whose mind literally is similar to
a radio set tuned to station 1234, and the dial is broken there, and
my stuff is way across the band on station number 6789. It won't
work, yet on I will go, for the record, if nothing else.
Cyberspace
and machine mind, computers and internet, all of this is part of this
massive woven super carpet called our cosmos. Think of it for a
second just like that, forget individual shit from atoms and the shit
they make when all clumped together into matter, such as worlds and
stars, and so forth, just forget all about this shit. Instead,
picture the entire universe as a large old style carpet, the kind of
rugs our great great grandmothers all weaved together, in all of
their individual complexities of so many parts and pieces of colors.
Our consciousness is a bit more than all of the shit that these blogs
have attempted to put into neat little boxes, from hyperspace, to
phases of entities, to numbers of dimensions, and so forth. I am
running out of time to tell you how this all works, and you would
never believe me anyway. Steve the chanter told me something that
blew me away until I experienced this very evening, and that is all I
am going to say. He asked me while he still was able to speak, if I
could tell him more meticulous details about June 21, 2008, after
returning from my job at Cifaloglio and getting home and 'falling
asleep' or 'whatever really happened'. I was not able to give any
better of an account of that experience than I was when it was fresh
and I had just experienced it, nor was I any less able to clearly
account for each detail as I had written and blogged it. Then he
asked me a question about my school that I have called Cooley Hall.
This was just one building out of four buildings that were all quite
large and scattered in an area about five acres or maybe a bit more,
as I am not a farmer or a land developer, and for all I know it was
ten dam acres. He told me how I had told him decades ago that right
along Kings Highway, after the boundary separated the Haddonfield
High school, there was a gate, and at this metal gate was a path that
eventually followed parallel to the football field and jog track of
the high school, with a thin small wooded area also following along
the entire length of Cooley Hall. He told me that on the night that I
figure out how my daughter connects up that area, since I told him
that right inside of it, and five feet below ground; was a wooden
crate, and inside of that, is a smaller container made of steel,
that has all kinds of weird things inside of it, that only become
visible to someone who is dreaming. He reminded me of how we both
talked about the chain, the box, the great Sarah Krassle, the
Steinmetz family, the Stern family, and the wild dreams containing
''That-Family''. I had forgotten this, yet he had remembered our
conversation that took place in his Philadelphia center-city
apartment on that day back in 1974, as if it happened a week ago. He
reminded me of other things such as my eating some strange plant that
was supposed to break the curse 'that I was under, and numerous other
things from the weird three criss-crossed lined chemtrail in the
skies over the county in December of 1969 on the very morning after I
awoke from the powerful dream, where Sarah took the chain away from
me; and on and on I could go with this.
As
for making people sick, and even killing people, invisibly, this has
been going on for the entire time that humankind has had its
civilization on this planet. It is not natural to age and die and
become sick and diseased. Even the Holy Bible talks about the Garden
in Eden where originally, none of that was ever meant to happen, and
only after certain things did go onto happen, that this all was
introduced into the system of this very complex cosmic weave! But
there is a lot more to this. First, nothing is quite as simple as
people living in a waking reality, or even hyperspace and dreaming,
or for that matter, Einstein and his matter and energy conversion
with the speed of light squared, entering into the equation of all of
this, literally. Even my wild attempts of understanding and passing
down the concept of PHASE-4-ENTITIES is only scratching at a surface
of complicated cosmic weave patterns, kind folks. Let me try and pick
things up from here, as all of this quite literally, was merely a
needed foundation that I laid down, before now going any further with
the heart of this blog.
There
is a truth to dreaming and hyperspace, and all things have their
legitimate place in cosmos. Still, a bigger truth than anything
Morianity has discussed thus far with you all; is this. Parallel
universes are indeed there and we do dream into them for lack of a
better or more scientific way of expressing this thought, BUTTTTTTT,
big ass BUTTTTTT; there is still way way way more to this story.
We
all live and our consciously aware of something that we perceive to
be our existence and connection to a life or a reality surrounding
and connecting us, and we appear outwardly as a body with us so to
speak inside of that body-shell, and beyond this our ideas float
endlessly into seas of nearly infinite possibility, and rarely do we
all agree completely on any of this, with each other. If we do in
part, we consider our-self fortunate to have found like-minded people
to hang with. The bigger truth cannot be told, but like a total
asshole dummy, I go on trying. Before I do, remember that if not for
roulette and meeting George Belton in December of 1982, I would not
be where I am at all in concepts such as reality-3, parallel-event,
or most of what I term now, Morianity. Before I start discussing this
topic, these mother fuckers that I will be discussing, get inside of
our own self and mind, as we all become one with this source-force,
and if they don't like you for whatever their reason, they will mess
with you huge-hyper-time. For example, my chair while I was getting
these images in my head over the past couple hours, was fucked with.
For no reason at all, it began levitating. Now this chair has the
ability to go up and down with a knob, but for no reason that is
logical or discernable in any human way, while I was getting all this
information in my head that I am now remembering and typing; the
chair suddenly fucked up and shot me into the air like a fuckiGN
missile. These things just don't happen to fuckiGN people, YO! Only
to me, they dam do! Then after this bullshit happened, I turned on my
compute,r and it too went fuckiGN nuts as all shit. Now I never said
a fuckiGN word, but THEY DO INDEED GET RIGHT
INTO YOUR HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't care who believes me or not,
because
I
am not lying about one dam thing; mother
fuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is not going to profit me in
any possible way for me to sit in here and make up a lot of mother
fuckiGN senseless horse fuckiGN shit, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Things
that make no sense to you, or to me, are only real if there is
something going on in the tween-zone. This expression is just now
being made up here in Morianity, or really in the After-Morianity
Project, still, it is all Morianity (Truth from Beyond Life). The
reason that no one can ever make things perfectly fit in so far as
explaining rationally, anything down to the nth degree about our
humanity and reality as the human species; is so simple it's fuckiGN
totally ass-biting! The Tween Zone connects our waking-sleeping lives
in all of hyperspace, into a higher phases truth (PHASE-4), and in so
combining or commingling; a higher reality always connects shit we do
and shit we are all a part of in one way or another, yet all the
while, it is always out beyond or above us and our reasoning, even
the reasoning of Morianity, as who am I to dare be bold enough to
claim exemption and exception from any one of you? That would really
be the quintessential act of huberous
for a Webster's Dictionary definition, of either the words
'huberous', or
'quintessential'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Steve
told me that on the face of things, it looks like so many things over
the course of the past 35 years now, and when he said it it might
have been 34, but in any case; that this incredible bunch of folks,
that in my wild 1970 outlandish dream, while living by myself down at
the seashore, at Tom Reale's house, that now is part of the Atlantic
City Waterworks System, (ACMUA); called by them through some kind of
dreaming osmosis and telepathic system, ''THAT-FAMILY'', has been
following me in some out of or beyond normal reality all this time,
and more than just following me, but in some way, doing things to me
that defy reason and logic, by quadrillions of even the mightiest
minds, such as Sir Professor Albert Einstein. In
this reality, none of it makes one bit of sense, yet in the reality
that is larger and that surrounds the lower one that we all live in
and live by so to speak; things do make sense and fit patterns, but
only in their higher reality. Now just as cyberspace has
almost magical qualities in the world on the internet and the
personal computer and larger computers and machine mind in general;
so does the TWEEN-ZONE! But who are the dwellers of the TWEEN-ZONE
you may be wondering about now, lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PHASE-4-ENTITIES
are the main dwellers here in this realm. We all exist as sort of a
sideband, and only those who know and remember Citizens Band Radio,
understand what I am discussing here. Here in our reality and in our
present time, we humans are the main dwellers, and animals and
insects and fish and fowl are all underneath of us in any meaningful
connective truth to ordinary reality. But in this realm of the
TWEEN-ZONE, we are like the animals or the other groups. We are far
below them, because they have abilities that go far beyond anything
we can even hope to imagine or understand. Still, we all get a chance
to become a Phase-4-Entity, and exactly why only some decide to do
this from Purgatory, is not my call, and I don't claim to know about
this, and I cannot get the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle to ever impart
details of this to me. A P4E (Phase Four Entity) is an Astral-Plane
entity who tries to dream down onto the physical plane reality with
special abilities that places them far above the control of the realm
they are going down into, and the system in th e7th-Dimension has an
automatic filter of a sort, that seeks out those who try to do this,
and it prevents them from accomplishing it. What happens is th at
they become the imaginations and the thoughts and the fantasies of
those already dreaming inside of physical plane realm bodies, like
you and like me. They once tried to be Superman and Spiderman right
here in our ordinary reality, and this was prevented by LAWTRONICS.
So now, these characters come to us through fictional systems. They
come through inside the imaginations of writers and creators of
movies and comic books, and all sorts of things such as these. But
does this mean that they stop existing? Absolutely NOT! But in order
to exist, they all need to come together in sort of a
P4E-CYBERSPACE-HYPERSPACE that lays beyond even the ideas of
Morianity, and this realm is like a CB-RADIO-SIDEBAND, to the other
bands, and in these side band realities, as stated earlier, is the
realm of the TWEEN-ZONE, and it is not exclusive of us, as they
create all of us inside of there, and now, they can have us the way
they want us, or the gods can play their games now with all of us, so
to speak, say it any dam way you feel comfortable or totally
uncomfortable, as truth is always truth, and cannot be changed or
altered by merely wishing that it was so!!!!!!!!
One
of the many sidebands to a more real, or by their way of perceiving
things in the TZ, less real realm; could be for one example, where I
woke up into after the early morning of August 15, back in the year
of 1986. Try explaining why so many world name recognized people are
so totally connected with me, a total nobody? Unless this is all part
of a wild PLAYFIELD of the GODS, or a TWEEN ZONE (TZ), it would make
no sense at all. My entire life since 08-15-1986, makes absolutely no
mother fuckiGN sense at all, FOR THAT MATTER, YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In fact if we all carefully examine my daughter
and all of this situation, it would be 100% ridiculous if this was
not taking place inside of some really fucking whacky TZ or single,
side band of CB-reality. Let me move on to further prove a point
here. Steve said to me, what is the name of the road that the gate is
on where the wormhole control box is buried five feet underground? I
said it is called Kings Highway. He said, yeah, and at the gate. I
said, yes. He said what is the name of your daughters movie company
or the movie company that the 2009 movie was made. I could not get
any more out of him ever, and I never figured it out, not until I was
watching the last SVU-Law & Order tonight, and then for whatever
the reason, this all just suddenly popped into my head. And then the
chair totally fucked up sending me into orbit. Can things like this
really happen in a real world?
What
is real? Is it Israel? Bible cholars insist that my conceopt of th
eend times being part of Atlantic City and not overseas in Israel, is
ludicrous and insane, and they don't buy it for a minute. Still, how
often are people right about major things that go down in this world?
How often are they wrong? More than the amount of times that they're
right; I promise all of you that much; kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
was a very very hot sticky day here in Fort Pierce. It felt about 105
with the high humidity and made it up to about 93, and tomorrow may
be as high as 96 they say and feel like 110. Boy oh boy oh boy, I
sure fuckiGN hope not, kind people out here, YO BRO!
Hey
people; in playfields of the gods, or TWEEN-ZONES, anything is
possible, and nothing has to make a dam bit of sense to our reality
and connected concepts to logic. Again, it is like you are a broken
radio set and tuned to channel-1234, and they are broadcasting on
channel-6789. You are never going to get it, and neither am I. Seeing
things along this line, sheds powerful new light on many things,
folks.
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
BUT
ONLY THE P4E BEHIND ALL THIS, UNDERSTAND WHY THIS IS ALL GOING MOTHER
'FUCKIGN' ON WITH ME FOR 30 YEARS!!!!!!!!!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
And
maybe these exploratrons of the TYPE-3 can indeed do all sorts of
nasty little things to the rest of a less enlightened and powerful
evolvement. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTT, big ass but; P4E are an even greater
concern, because this is what explains the irrational craziness of
all things including my own dam life, far better than 'T3E' can
do!!!!!!!!!!
Now;
ICPE-APE TECHNOLOGY my good viewers, even exploratrons need
tools, such as the PAWM-PIE-ETTOS, ICPE-APE,
and many more black stealthy super ass covert bullshit that we need
not touch on with this whittle bwog, Elmer Fwudd.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! BUTTTTTTTT,
P4E of the TWEEN-ZONE need nothing at all;
not even a story that makes any sense, to anyone inside of smaller
commingled realities along with them. This is the ultimate horror and
nightmare IMHO, of eternal HELL; Mister Engineer Jordy
sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cough that one up your ass,
BRAHHH!!!
END
TRANSMISSION.
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