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Wednesday, December 26, 2007
DATFILE XXVI TEOHIV / TMCAM / CB #13
The Epitome of Harassment Internet Version, CB
#13
DATFILE XXVI
Wednesday, 122607.480.14 Beginning Transmission:
DATFILE XXVI
Wednesday, 122607.480.14 Beginning Transmission:
2007 has been the most awful year in my miserable life. I have had 3 or more straight weeks without one single day’s let up of major siege, mostly air siege, but sieges and persecutions of all kinds, yet all totally covert, and next to impossible to prove that they are indeed real and being intentionally just for my benefit. Y they make it so bad 4 me on holidays is a spurious anomaly that I will most likely never B really able 2 get 2 the bottom of, but nonetheless it is the total truth. Coming home on Christmas morning at just past midnight from my job work post, kemtrails filled the sky, and a fresh bright new one was streaming above me, totally zenithing my security station as I was packing up my personal items so I could go home. I drive a few miles into Hammonton, and a reddish van began following me and turning as I turned, every single time. I pulled over on a side street and so did the van on the opposite side. I sat there and after a few minutes went by, it went on, but was still out there. As soon as I went another 2 blocks, there it was right back, following me, until I nearly arrived at the local police station, and he or she then broke off this attack. The police assured me that it was not one of them in an unmarked car doing this to me, but whoever it is, they R in league with a loud corporate or military type of helicopter, as the previous night, although I remember seeing this same van at a slightly different part of town, it did not follow me, but as soon as I arrived at my residence and began unpacking my items in my car 2 take into my residence, this huge chopper appeared literally out of nowhere and buzzed and chopped over me and my residence at 12:30 in the morning, shaking my trailer park like an earthquake. Then the next morning, the same chopper came along or early afternoon, and flew over my residence again, loud and low. The planes and choppers have been continual and non- stop constant 4 three straight weeks now, and so have the poisonous toxic propane kemtrails, unless the weather is 2 rainy. A child with mentally challenging problems can C that my troubles R not ever going 2 end nor will I ever even B believed by anyone with clout that is willing 2 help me get this nightmare situation around me every day and night of my life stopped. The same challenged child can C that B4I get heavily into meaty issues of today’s blog, I will start with one of several major TRS, or TODAYS’ REVENGE SECRETS. First, I believe I know now who the follower/stalker on Christmas morning is, and he lives in my trailer park right next to me if I am right. They have lived there practically forever, and my landlady told me it is not the same people, but I know better. BUT BOY OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY WAS I TOTALLY WRONG ON THAT CALL, MIZZ MASHELL RPL DOCTOR DANIELS!!!
However,
some things are indeed totally accurate. I will amend what I now know
was behind all of these things, and have actually; it is the Peeforey
(P4E) Phase-4 Entities, those who manage to reach our waking
hyperspace, dreamed down off of the Astral or Plank reality (AKA the
Purgatory), and who attempted to violate a part of the great
'cosmicreation' or (game-simulation), and automatically become
adjusted from otherwise PHASE-2-ENITIES (like most of us), and are
morphed into the Phase-4 interaction with all of us as P-3-E. Let me
go on a little bit, by going backwards into time again.
This has been going on in my life now since
the early middle 1980’s, the van that is in with some plane
or helicopter or other air vehicle. I have every reason 2
believe that the man who threatened to kill me at the
Turnersville Pathmark parking lot on the afternoon of the 2nd
of August in 1996, and frightened my mom so bad that she never
was the same and led I believe to her shortly following
undiagnosable medical condition that came upon her as
mysteriously as Stephen King’s Fog, precisely 10 years ago
today, leading to her lingering hellish slow tortuous death,
and eventual murder on the 4th of March in the year of 2000.
He was of the Masonic Order, and was going to kill me because
another Mason, my pal David Roth, had recently given 2 me, a
family lineage chart so secret, that it later led to the books
by Dan Brown. This chart proves that I am the 61st grandson in
direct lineage descendandship to one of the brothers of a
great master who claims 2B the son of God, the SAR {LORD]
Jesus Christ. In ancient Hebrew, SAR is LORD and SARAH is
LORDESS. This goes back to when World Lab went back with the
Peebee’s as they R called, or the PYRAMID BUILDERS. Dan
Brown’s story is not true, and Jesus never had a daughter
named LORDESS. But the great Sarah Stacey Jehovah does come to
Earth’s mortal world from time 2 time, and I know huge
secrets about it all. Lots of it all ready is told in some
basic text on my website, www.morianity-foundation.com. The
show that was the biggest hit serial daytime drama from
1966-1971 called “Dark Shadows”, tried to expose this
BUILDERBERGER MASONIC secret, and the cover story of Jonathan
Frid desiring 2 return 2 Vaudeville, was all pure bull smells.
U cannot expose nor beat these WORLD OWNERS. Let me get more 4
right now, into the heart of my first of today’s TRS: I told
U all about an old pal in my special education school, named
Jerry, the kid who blurted out the no-no to the great LORD,
back in the MW year of 1972, and when I told her that the 17th
of last June, as it was early October at the time, would come
2B a super historical date in American history but not until
the following year. This indeed was true, as it was the date
that the Democratic office building, the WATERGATE BUILDING,
in Washington, DCUSAESMWG, was entered and bugged, under
direct orders of the 37th president, Richard Milhouse Nixon.
Now
popping back in middle September here in 2015, let me say that it was
not anyone at Jenny Plageman's mighty powerful trailer park.
Illusions can be very easily created. Even all by themselves, these
mirages are all around us, and without any dyed plots that are darker
than the opposite end of the death tunnels, such as the one here in
the center of our MWG approximately 26,000 light years away from
Planet Earth, and all fences, New York, Eden, and or
'RAW'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now if Paula King the GAP comes to mind,
rather than the nabes over there, then you would be slowing moving
towards the OTM-horse race, which is always a good thing, (on-the-$).
Moving backward through time once again, we begin to hear the voices
say:
A PBE also needs 2B amended and corrected, I
said the spring and meant to type in the AUTUMN of 1972 was
when Jerry blurted this statement out to the great SSJKK, who
had somehow managed 2 come to the MW, and infiltrate my
school, as a Rehab student. Jerry’s father was a royal pain
in the rear end, but I always got along swimmingly well with
his wonderful mom. However, when I went to contact her from
time to time in the early nineties about having her put me in
touch with Jerry, remember that this was right B4I started
going through my [mid-life-crises/Sarah-thing], whatever it
really was, and like magic, Mrs. Heitzmann turned on me and
told me it would B4 the best if I just leave Jerry alone and
not ever bother him. She had absolutely no logical reason for
abusing and mistreating me, we always had been friends, and
Jerry was a great friend. I knew that Sarah’s head-tap would
most likely have worn off by now, and we could have shared
many a war story. Do not get me wrong, I love all mighty
Jehovah more than any of U mortal worlders could ever know,
but our special relationship has been compromised and
interfered with by something that she herself established a
long time ago, THE KINGS. This world has always had an
ownership, an astral MILLIONTH COUNCIL in physical form, just
as the Catholic Pope is symbolically thought of by his
followers as God here on the MW Mortal World. Even orders such
as ECKANKAR recognize how astral entities and societies, need
2 also have their physical counterparts here on the physical
plane or realm, and these great KINGS in the book of KINGS, in
the Holy Scriptures, is now the BUILDERBERGERS. Locked up
tight in the bank and copies under the Pine Forests of the
great NJUSAESMWG, will always B the proof of the greatest
secret in this entire world, and that is who I am and who I
directly related to. This is not dynamite, it is beyond
thermonuclear!!!!! I never asked David 2 take this chart out
of that lodge, he did it, and I know that they murdered him
for doing it, but I guess Constable McMeekan does not believe
my story, or just doesn’t have the blatant fun circles to
take on the owners of the world, can’t really say that I
blame him. Dangerfield knew a lot, but am not sure whether he
was Masonic or not. He tried 2 warn me from Brad’s house on
the telephone, what I was up against. It scared me so bad,
that the following day, I wrote the song, “THAT’S THE WAY
IT GOES”. This was copyrighted more than a decade later by
me in early 1981. The dude that chased Brad and myself that
horrible night a few weeks after this, was told by Sarah and
the Callio family, FTV and SCTV not withstanding, to get this
chain away from me, and when the wife messed it up for their
sinister little plan, I went on to getting thrown out of the
apartment for unfair things, and a few short months after
moving from Westmont to Oaklyn, in NJUSAESMWG, came the night
early in December, the 7th I believe, where I went 2 sleep and
Sarah took the chain away from me in the dream, and when I
awakened and looked in my secret strongbox 4 it, sure enough,
the physical counterpart of this great chain had totally and
completely vanished. In 1996 about 2 weeks B4 the terror
threat made to my mother at Turnersville, NJUSAESMWG at the
grocery store by the man in the {VAN}, always a covert van
with no windows, mom and I decided on a trip back from good
old Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, 2 pull over in Egg Harbor City,
NJUSAESMWG, and go to the local diner for a nice din-din. The
waitress was shaking in her boots, came right over to us and
said to us, “A contract is on your life”. She went onto
say that I as well as my Saturn vehicle, fit the precise
description, that she knew this 4 a fact, as she had connected
family in the area there, a nest of city corruption and
illegal drug trafficking, and it seemed that somebody finked
on somebody up there high in the drug-SAR bizz, and then told
some other JO that it was me, setting me up for a hit, I
believe on the L&O show, this would B considered 2B
ATTEMPTED MURDER. In the real world, my complaints and story
mean absolutely nothing to the local and state authorities, I
can go get myself shot to death 4 all anybody around here
gives a rotten dern.
All of the entire last week, and the weekend also, right up through and including Christmas Day and today the present day, things R off the scale horrific hellish, and nightmarish. Lat week’s Monday and Tuesday and Thursday were beyond HELL. Thursday, “THEY” obviously did not want me 2 go 2C my doctor, and made my trip there and back, as well as the complete day, a nightmare of indescribable torment and torture. Every light burned me, an old harassment, they can control any and all devices run electronically, mechanically, or biologically. Traffic and street lights R certainly no exception. The entire week and really 4 three straight weeks, the question would more accurately B, what DID NOT HAPPEN, that was making my life a living pure hell, not what was. This way we can abridge the list considerably, from a million pages down 2 maybe a line or 2. NATURALLY, THE DOW JONES DOES NOTHING BUT MOVE UP AND UP AND UP AND UP JUST AS I PREDICTED THAT IT WOULD, AND THE PHILLIES KEEP ENDLESSLY LOSING, THE SIXERS AND EAGLES AS WELL, WHILE THEW FLYERS KEEP ON WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING, AND THIS WILL ENDLESSLY GO ON. Of course, even though the Eagles Football Team’s playoff chances had ended, I still tried 2 do them one last favor, knowing fully well, that if I blogged boldly that they will not win another game all season, that most likely just to wipe out my credibility, the Builderberger/Masonic forces/Skull & Crossbones Club World OWNERS/Fortune 50 FAMILIES, the original BIBLICAL KINGS from the Christian Scriptures KJV of the Holy Bible, would then “fix” things, so they would now WIN, after all, the playoffs cannot happen, so who really cares, as I stand 2 gain no positive magnetics out of it!!!!!!!
According to the WORLD-CONTRLLERS of the present time, there is no way 4 me 2 win, so just die pathetic Mountainpen scum bag, just go ahead and Paula King Weston die!!!!!!!!! Well, unlike Paula, I cannot remain dead if some ditsy jag officer keeps retracing me. So endless hell is all I can ever hope 4. Dark Shadows during its Leviathan plot, mentions that the cult is interested in those that travel in time. My original LOIS FOCA lyrics go, “I’m gonna sing U a little story about a man in all his glory, who learned how to travel through time”. Dream travel to other times and places in hyperspace, is not some invention of Mountainpen, I merely am one of the few who know how real it all is, and has the fun circles 2 tell others publicly about it.
Do U really think I have even opened the door on all the things I am going to say about HADDONWOOD SWIM CLUB? The huge black flies that were dropped out of the airplane that has been dogging me since the mid 1980’s, the strange people I met there, developing my abilities to move without swimming, the spurious jogging trail that led to the Briggbase, and many other stories, will all get detailed and elaborated on within a short time. They do not care how many secrets I let out to the world that R totally verifiable, they have neither shame nor conscience at all, they R all pure slimy scum. I told U all that they do not care if a total s^^^^^ w#### like Connie Chung, does International news, yet appears buck naked 4 the world in many photographs in the STAG MAGAZINE’S September of 1978 issue. Sarah-Stacey warned me not 2B profane in my blogs, as it filters out many markets that have the greatest odds 4 believing some of the incredible truths being preached in MORIANITY!!!!!!! I had no idea that saying the other word for kitty cat was obscene until she came 2 me on VIQUEEN’S ISLAND, and showed me how one site in particular that I shoot my blogging texts up to is asterisking out the word. I wish now to take this opportunity to express my sincere apology to the site, and will cease and desist from all profanity. When I speak about the magical times while I am under long term super heavy sky and aerial siege that is very mysteriously and in my opinion esoterically bringing the female population to an almost voodoo spelled attraction to me physically, as in reality, there is nothing at all 2B attracted to, as I am just an ugly old shrimpy flabby loser, nothing that would attract women. Instead of saying the not so nice word 4 cat-command, as it is not politically correct 2 say, I will use the politically correct abbreviated initials instead, as they also stand for the cat’s other word-command. And speaking of this, ZIP, NADA, ZILCH, WONDER BREAD, RIPOFFS, and ZERO, PC is the still on-going status quo. I will admit that one day early last week, I walked into the Hammonton Shop Rite Grocery Store, in NJUSAESMWG, it was so ridiculously absurd, I think that it was locally staged, as I know that some locals that know about Morianity, could easily B given a few hundred bucks by the Bowel Movement Club or BMC as I will now shorten it 2 and U know what and who I am speaking of, the murderer-controllers of this wovwee whittle pwanet!!!!. It was 2 ridiculous. 2 total beauty queens acting like I’m some rock star on the Disney channel instead of a 53 year ancient ugly piece of excrement. Then another total fashion model queen starts literally following me aisle 2 aisle and being as blatantly obvious with flirtations smiling and a shaky walk, even I know when it is beyond ridiculous.
Does any one out here remember my starting an intro discourse on how objects dreamed about now R astrally empowered so 2 speak, here on the mortal world MW. Do U remember how also I said that every time I would take my Plymouth Breeze automobile back to the dealership in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, the place that I traded in my Satan-Saturn for the Breeze, that the MILITUFORCE, or MO, would persecute me with horrendous awful military chopper attacks? I never claimed to have all the answers, U would have to join or ask the BMC-MO. MO is the astral energy part of this evil contamination and infestation, and the human realm counterpart physically of MO is their BMC. Perhaps saying MO-BMC tells the full truth, as it incorporates both the physicality and astrallity of the situation. Never is there one without the twinallity of the other. UR all blind. The world is the blind led by the blind. UR either an atheist who believes in atoms 4 some reason, but no other unseen things, well, I guess germs 2 or else there would rapidly B a demise of the atheists, or U believe in austere rigid religious foundation systems that those measuring in the moronic mental scales should B able 2C clearly, R all out 4 your money and 2 totally control U and your mind. We exist here in these dreams or lifetimes, and your only hope to know Y and how U fit into the system, is to go on an individual spiritual journey as some more enlightened souls refer to this as. I gave U all the FASCITAR hidden wisdom, and told U the simple way to work it, and in no time, UR able to prove to yourself that the limits R and always will B, what U set 4 yourself, in spirituality and wisdom in these hidden areas. The gods or God claims that it made mankind in its image. This is taught in just about all faiths. We all love entertainment and games, if this was not the case, Hollywood would B broke, not multi-billionaires. This applies to Atari and Wii, and all of that as well. If we enjoy this so much and R made in the image of this “GOD”, then just imagine how big GOD’S games R, and this simple statement proves all of the teachings in MORIANITY. The hidden reason, we all, us and the gods, R doing this, is to distract from ever thinking about the reality that once U exist, U exist. U can never not B, this goes on forever and ever, and all I ask U is to start thinking about it 4 a second. How can U seriously not B scared out of your mind 2 know that this never ever never ever can ever end 4 Chirssake? U cannot fathom the endless great times I have with both the Goddess Diana Arteemis, known to a few mystics in the BMC as Artemisia, and the great SAR, known to me only as the GREAT SSJKK, and yet as wonderful and beautiful times ten to the trillionth power that these beings are, I would trade it in instantly 2B able 2 reach the great Nirvana, total NIRVANA, OBLIVION, something that never ever can B done.
There is literally a ton of text to tell, and I hope some of U last night were watching the PPS network between 6 and 7 PM last night, U would C how the think tankers R all ready thinking the new computation machines in a reverse way, this is the true birth of the MOGO, these will B written and machines 2 run them will come to the markets, but not tomorrow. Someone somewhere is using MOGO software 2 wreck my life back here in my present time illusion. All that is going on around me is being done by a level-12 MOGO. When I discuss phase 5 entities and the 3re part of dream down existence or the ‘physical’, as void oneness is one, and the astral is 2, here in 3 we deal with many magical illusions, and SSJKK told me another thing I needed to blog, so again in MW order, I must say this, it is her command to me, I of course without question, obey my teen queen. First, I sincerely apologize 4 all of my profanity, it will terminate. Secondly, the reason for it is in two parts, first, to avoid her message to me being filtered by the younger markets, and secondly, that the more I hate even MO or any of these enemies, and vibrate my hate with wicked evil words, I am not that much above their evil and also, they still R all simply that other part of me that is not me directly, so I am hurling out evil words and thoughts at my own self, and then I must tell the world this, or I’ll get the cracker crumbs knocked out of me when I lose consciousness 2-night seeing this in forward-mo0rtal world time illusion, SSJKK told me that she had a job for Moses, and never let him C her splendor and exquisite unfathomable beauty, while hiding behind a large clump of mountain brush. He only saw her bright hair seemingly coming through this at him. He asked her how a mission this large was 2B accomplished. She told him he would B given 2 devices, the man Aaron, and the David Copperfield stick. I am giving U so much of a greater tool, she tells me, THE INTERNET. She is right, all though I totally admit that presently, my knowledge of this entire new digital world is gonna B forced 2 grow in leaps, bounds, and parsecs B4 this can all really come into fruition. I watch shows from time to time that show kids toying with all of this like they were born into a computerized freaking crib, and I am still wondering how to keep my website from being one single star in the Milky Way Galaxy MWG. But then I stand back and ponder at what I all ready have accomplished, and C how the search engines themselves and even the spellcheckers, promote it all automatically if given sufficient time, and I indeed have all the time in the world, or until SSJKK tells me the job has been successfully completed. She says when it is done, she will release me as Mountainpen from this awful set of dreams, I can just B with her, and never again have 2 wake up here. It ain’t Nirvanic-oblivion, but being with my teen queen forever, is not too bad of a second, if U get my drift. If Moses saw more than just the intense glow from her long dazzling hair, he would have not called her a hard task master when she told him it was time to stop his Moses dream, and just B in Sahasra Dal Kanwal. If he remembered what I do of her and her great city, he would have fallen down on the rocks and cursed physical life, and begged for a last breath. Game over.
The great Sarah-Stacey has 2 favorite numbers in our base ten decimal system of mathematics, the [7], and the [12]. Take the number 3 and the number 4, and add them together and then multiply them together. Here is how the 7 and the 12 come 2B. So what is the 3 and the 4? The Gaines family and Donna R major connected into all of this. G is the 7th letter in the English alphabetical system. L is the 12th letter. Geometric angles such as the capital {L} produce the carpenter’s levelers. The song I wrote in 1980 after experiencing my first interaction with God All Mighty, SSJKK, as a grown up in my current lifetime dreams, LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS, or LOIS FOCA, 4 short, admits to my active dream and soul traveling, long B4 ever becoming first degreed in ECKANKAR 2 decades later at the start of the 21st century. Carpenters R basically stone Mason’s. MASON/CARPENTER in English also produces those great 2 unforgettable Mariah Carey letters that it seems I am forever unable 2 run away from, the great MC, for MILLIONTH COUNCIL.
No other explanation 4 all that is happening 2 me, and the murder of my best friend in this current dream sequence, [lifetime], David Roth, and all of the things that happened to the both of us since our Earthly paths crossed at the Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG department store known then as the #113 Caldor store, run by Carl and Dorothy, and name combined/shortened. Secrets do not stop here. All of MUZAK, all casinos and gambling and the regulators of them such as the CCC in NJUSAESMWG, and all large corporations, and all of the entire music and movie and sports entertainment combined world, and so very much more, is all MO-BMC totally owner-operated and fully controlled. Things that have occurred and R still ongoing to this second in my hellish and miserable existence, proves and verifies beyond any infinitesimal shadow-doubt, that any of this information can really ever in any way B disputed by any one. The 4 directions that go out and endlessly meet and run into each other to create the geometric sphere from a flat square,. Being NORTH, SOUTH, EAST, and WEST, gives us the 4. The 3 is the electron, the proton and the neutron inside every single atom of every universe in every multiverse ever created by any wavelength of 6th dimensional particle equivalent. Again, 4X3 is 12 and 4+3 is 7. Then comes the real Copperfield stuff. The 7 and the 12 when multiplied together is 96 and the inverse of these digits is 69. I was 14 for 11 months in 1969 and I was 41 for 11 months in 1996. the MW year of 1969 was the chain interaction. The mortal world year of 1996 was the hypnosis, and my remembering how much Sarah had meant to me. Did I get a Gerry Heitzmann head pat job without knowing it, or just allow boyhood to turn magically into manhood, forgetting what the real part of my life was all about, and YI was here as Mountainpen 2 start with??????? Then only Paris Hilton’s dad knows whether or not he and his MO-BMC buddies set me up that early August day on the Atlantic City Beach, with giant Sharon. No mortal can ever know how bad that day was, the air siege, the road siege; it was all off the dials. I was standing in the shallows of the Atlantic Ocean and said a prayer as mortal worlders would see it as. I said something like, Sarah-Stacey, I cannot take this, Y have U left me at my darkest hour? 10 minutes later I walk up 2 where my clothes were, and a giant girl with long dark hair and giant killer chocolate brown eyes was all over me like I was some god or something, and like a damn idiotic fool, I just walked away from her and never looked back, but into my dreams she came on several occasions, a trick that Sarah is so famous 4 doing.
The contact I recently got is that 407 pix have been attempted now by17 persons, at the property in Atlantic City, at 30 South Plaza Place. Not one comes out without a huge gapped out spot, gee I wonder Y ex Mayor Levy.
GOOGLE, SWIS, WORLD LAB, this is an official web document blogging text that is co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/PSUDO MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, if either of these names should appear on any of these web logging texts. I voluntarily swear under perjury charges should IB lying, that all of this is total truth, containing only total truth with no omissions nor additions.
END TRANSMISSION.
All of the entire last week, and the weekend also, right up through and including Christmas Day and today the present day, things R off the scale horrific hellish, and nightmarish. Lat week’s Monday and Tuesday and Thursday were beyond HELL. Thursday, “THEY” obviously did not want me 2 go 2C my doctor, and made my trip there and back, as well as the complete day, a nightmare of indescribable torment and torture. Every light burned me, an old harassment, they can control any and all devices run electronically, mechanically, or biologically. Traffic and street lights R certainly no exception. The entire week and really 4 three straight weeks, the question would more accurately B, what DID NOT HAPPEN, that was making my life a living pure hell, not what was. This way we can abridge the list considerably, from a million pages down 2 maybe a line or 2. NATURALLY, THE DOW JONES DOES NOTHING BUT MOVE UP AND UP AND UP AND UP JUST AS I PREDICTED THAT IT WOULD, AND THE PHILLIES KEEP ENDLESSLY LOSING, THE SIXERS AND EAGLES AS WELL, WHILE THEW FLYERS KEEP ON WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING, AND THIS WILL ENDLESSLY GO ON. Of course, even though the Eagles Football Team’s playoff chances had ended, I still tried 2 do them one last favor, knowing fully well, that if I blogged boldly that they will not win another game all season, that most likely just to wipe out my credibility, the Builderberger/Masonic forces/Skull & Crossbones Club World OWNERS/Fortune 50 FAMILIES, the original BIBLICAL KINGS from the Christian Scriptures KJV of the Holy Bible, would then “fix” things, so they would now WIN, after all, the playoffs cannot happen, so who really cares, as I stand 2 gain no positive magnetics out of it!!!!!!!
According to the WORLD-CONTRLLERS of the present time, there is no way 4 me 2 win, so just die pathetic Mountainpen scum bag, just go ahead and Paula King Weston die!!!!!!!!! Well, unlike Paula, I cannot remain dead if some ditsy jag officer keeps retracing me. So endless hell is all I can ever hope 4. Dark Shadows during its Leviathan plot, mentions that the cult is interested in those that travel in time. My original LOIS FOCA lyrics go, “I’m gonna sing U a little story about a man in all his glory, who learned how to travel through time”. Dream travel to other times and places in hyperspace, is not some invention of Mountainpen, I merely am one of the few who know how real it all is, and has the fun circles 2 tell others publicly about it.
Do U really think I have even opened the door on all the things I am going to say about HADDONWOOD SWIM CLUB? The huge black flies that were dropped out of the airplane that has been dogging me since the mid 1980’s, the strange people I met there, developing my abilities to move without swimming, the spurious jogging trail that led to the Briggbase, and many other stories, will all get detailed and elaborated on within a short time. They do not care how many secrets I let out to the world that R totally verifiable, they have neither shame nor conscience at all, they R all pure slimy scum. I told U all that they do not care if a total s^^^^^ w#### like Connie Chung, does International news, yet appears buck naked 4 the world in many photographs in the STAG MAGAZINE’S September of 1978 issue. Sarah-Stacey warned me not 2B profane in my blogs, as it filters out many markets that have the greatest odds 4 believing some of the incredible truths being preached in MORIANITY!!!!!!! I had no idea that saying the other word for kitty cat was obscene until she came 2 me on VIQUEEN’S ISLAND, and showed me how one site in particular that I shoot my blogging texts up to is asterisking out the word. I wish now to take this opportunity to express my sincere apology to the site, and will cease and desist from all profanity. When I speak about the magical times while I am under long term super heavy sky and aerial siege that is very mysteriously and in my opinion esoterically bringing the female population to an almost voodoo spelled attraction to me physically, as in reality, there is nothing at all 2B attracted to, as I am just an ugly old shrimpy flabby loser, nothing that would attract women. Instead of saying the not so nice word 4 cat-command, as it is not politically correct 2 say, I will use the politically correct abbreviated initials instead, as they also stand for the cat’s other word-command. And speaking of this, ZIP, NADA, ZILCH, WONDER BREAD, RIPOFFS, and ZERO, PC is the still on-going status quo. I will admit that one day early last week, I walked into the Hammonton Shop Rite Grocery Store, in NJUSAESMWG, it was so ridiculously absurd, I think that it was locally staged, as I know that some locals that know about Morianity, could easily B given a few hundred bucks by the Bowel Movement Club or BMC as I will now shorten it 2 and U know what and who I am speaking of, the murderer-controllers of this wovwee whittle pwanet!!!!. It was 2 ridiculous. 2 total beauty queens acting like I’m some rock star on the Disney channel instead of a 53 year ancient ugly piece of excrement. Then another total fashion model queen starts literally following me aisle 2 aisle and being as blatantly obvious with flirtations smiling and a shaky walk, even I know when it is beyond ridiculous.
Does any one out here remember my starting an intro discourse on how objects dreamed about now R astrally empowered so 2 speak, here on the mortal world MW. Do U remember how also I said that every time I would take my Plymouth Breeze automobile back to the dealership in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, the place that I traded in my Satan-Saturn for the Breeze, that the MILITUFORCE, or MO, would persecute me with horrendous awful military chopper attacks? I never claimed to have all the answers, U would have to join or ask the BMC-MO. MO is the astral energy part of this evil contamination and infestation, and the human realm counterpart physically of MO is their BMC. Perhaps saying MO-BMC tells the full truth, as it incorporates both the physicality and astrallity of the situation. Never is there one without the twinallity of the other. UR all blind. The world is the blind led by the blind. UR either an atheist who believes in atoms 4 some reason, but no other unseen things, well, I guess germs 2 or else there would rapidly B a demise of the atheists, or U believe in austere rigid religious foundation systems that those measuring in the moronic mental scales should B able 2C clearly, R all out 4 your money and 2 totally control U and your mind. We exist here in these dreams or lifetimes, and your only hope to know Y and how U fit into the system, is to go on an individual spiritual journey as some more enlightened souls refer to this as. I gave U all the FASCITAR hidden wisdom, and told U the simple way to work it, and in no time, UR able to prove to yourself that the limits R and always will B, what U set 4 yourself, in spirituality and wisdom in these hidden areas. The gods or God claims that it made mankind in its image. This is taught in just about all faiths. We all love entertainment and games, if this was not the case, Hollywood would B broke, not multi-billionaires. This applies to Atari and Wii, and all of that as well. If we enjoy this so much and R made in the image of this “GOD”, then just imagine how big GOD’S games R, and this simple statement proves all of the teachings in MORIANITY. The hidden reason, we all, us and the gods, R doing this, is to distract from ever thinking about the reality that once U exist, U exist. U can never not B, this goes on forever and ever, and all I ask U is to start thinking about it 4 a second. How can U seriously not B scared out of your mind 2 know that this never ever never ever can ever end 4 Chirssake? U cannot fathom the endless great times I have with both the Goddess Diana Arteemis, known to a few mystics in the BMC as Artemisia, and the great SAR, known to me only as the GREAT SSJKK, and yet as wonderful and beautiful times ten to the trillionth power that these beings are, I would trade it in instantly 2B able 2 reach the great Nirvana, total NIRVANA, OBLIVION, something that never ever can B done.
There is literally a ton of text to tell, and I hope some of U last night were watching the PPS network between 6 and 7 PM last night, U would C how the think tankers R all ready thinking the new computation machines in a reverse way, this is the true birth of the MOGO, these will B written and machines 2 run them will come to the markets, but not tomorrow. Someone somewhere is using MOGO software 2 wreck my life back here in my present time illusion. All that is going on around me is being done by a level-12 MOGO. When I discuss phase 5 entities and the 3re part of dream down existence or the ‘physical’, as void oneness is one, and the astral is 2, here in 3 we deal with many magical illusions, and SSJKK told me another thing I needed to blog, so again in MW order, I must say this, it is her command to me, I of course without question, obey my teen queen. First, I sincerely apologize 4 all of my profanity, it will terminate. Secondly, the reason for it is in two parts, first, to avoid her message to me being filtered by the younger markets, and secondly, that the more I hate even MO or any of these enemies, and vibrate my hate with wicked evil words, I am not that much above their evil and also, they still R all simply that other part of me that is not me directly, so I am hurling out evil words and thoughts at my own self, and then I must tell the world this, or I’ll get the cracker crumbs knocked out of me when I lose consciousness 2-night seeing this in forward-mo0rtal world time illusion, SSJKK told me that she had a job for Moses, and never let him C her splendor and exquisite unfathomable beauty, while hiding behind a large clump of mountain brush. He only saw her bright hair seemingly coming through this at him. He asked her how a mission this large was 2B accomplished. She told him he would B given 2 devices, the man Aaron, and the David Copperfield stick. I am giving U so much of a greater tool, she tells me, THE INTERNET. She is right, all though I totally admit that presently, my knowledge of this entire new digital world is gonna B forced 2 grow in leaps, bounds, and parsecs B4 this can all really come into fruition. I watch shows from time to time that show kids toying with all of this like they were born into a computerized freaking crib, and I am still wondering how to keep my website from being one single star in the Milky Way Galaxy MWG. But then I stand back and ponder at what I all ready have accomplished, and C how the search engines themselves and even the spellcheckers, promote it all automatically if given sufficient time, and I indeed have all the time in the world, or until SSJKK tells me the job has been successfully completed. She says when it is done, she will release me as Mountainpen from this awful set of dreams, I can just B with her, and never again have 2 wake up here. It ain’t Nirvanic-oblivion, but being with my teen queen forever, is not too bad of a second, if U get my drift. If Moses saw more than just the intense glow from her long dazzling hair, he would have not called her a hard task master when she told him it was time to stop his Moses dream, and just B in Sahasra Dal Kanwal. If he remembered what I do of her and her great city, he would have fallen down on the rocks and cursed physical life, and begged for a last breath. Game over.
The great Sarah-Stacey has 2 favorite numbers in our base ten decimal system of mathematics, the [7], and the [12]. Take the number 3 and the number 4, and add them together and then multiply them together. Here is how the 7 and the 12 come 2B. So what is the 3 and the 4? The Gaines family and Donna R major connected into all of this. G is the 7th letter in the English alphabetical system. L is the 12th letter. Geometric angles such as the capital {L} produce the carpenter’s levelers. The song I wrote in 1980 after experiencing my first interaction with God All Mighty, SSJKK, as a grown up in my current lifetime dreams, LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS, or LOIS FOCA, 4 short, admits to my active dream and soul traveling, long B4 ever becoming first degreed in ECKANKAR 2 decades later at the start of the 21st century. Carpenters R basically stone Mason’s. MASON/CARPENTER in English also produces those great 2 unforgettable Mariah Carey letters that it seems I am forever unable 2 run away from, the great MC, for MILLIONTH COUNCIL.
No other explanation 4 all that is happening 2 me, and the murder of my best friend in this current dream sequence, [lifetime], David Roth, and all of the things that happened to the both of us since our Earthly paths crossed at the Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG department store known then as the #113 Caldor store, run by Carl and Dorothy, and name combined/shortened. Secrets do not stop here. All of MUZAK, all casinos and gambling and the regulators of them such as the CCC in NJUSAESMWG, and all large corporations, and all of the entire music and movie and sports entertainment combined world, and so very much more, is all MO-BMC totally owner-operated and fully controlled. Things that have occurred and R still ongoing to this second in my hellish and miserable existence, proves and verifies beyond any infinitesimal shadow-doubt, that any of this information can really ever in any way B disputed by any one. The 4 directions that go out and endlessly meet and run into each other to create the geometric sphere from a flat square,. Being NORTH, SOUTH, EAST, and WEST, gives us the 4. The 3 is the electron, the proton and the neutron inside every single atom of every universe in every multiverse ever created by any wavelength of 6th dimensional particle equivalent. Again, 4X3 is 12 and 4+3 is 7. Then comes the real Copperfield stuff. The 7 and the 12 when multiplied together is 96 and the inverse of these digits is 69. I was 14 for 11 months in 1969 and I was 41 for 11 months in 1996. the MW year of 1969 was the chain interaction. The mortal world year of 1996 was the hypnosis, and my remembering how much Sarah had meant to me. Did I get a Gerry Heitzmann head pat job without knowing it, or just allow boyhood to turn magically into manhood, forgetting what the real part of my life was all about, and YI was here as Mountainpen 2 start with??????? Then only Paris Hilton’s dad knows whether or not he and his MO-BMC buddies set me up that early August day on the Atlantic City Beach, with giant Sharon. No mortal can ever know how bad that day was, the air siege, the road siege; it was all off the dials. I was standing in the shallows of the Atlantic Ocean and said a prayer as mortal worlders would see it as. I said something like, Sarah-Stacey, I cannot take this, Y have U left me at my darkest hour? 10 minutes later I walk up 2 where my clothes were, and a giant girl with long dark hair and giant killer chocolate brown eyes was all over me like I was some god or something, and like a damn idiotic fool, I just walked away from her and never looked back, but into my dreams she came on several occasions, a trick that Sarah is so famous 4 doing.
The contact I recently got is that 407 pix have been attempted now by17 persons, at the property in Atlantic City, at 30 South Plaza Place. Not one comes out without a huge gapped out spot, gee I wonder Y ex Mayor Levy.
GOOGLE, SWIS, WORLD LAB, this is an official web document blogging text that is co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/PSUDO MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, if either of these names should appear on any of these web logging texts. I voluntarily swear under perjury charges should IB lying, that all of this is total truth, containing only total truth with no omissions nor additions.
END TRANSMISSION.
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Monday, December 17, 2007
TEOHIV DATFILE XXV
What
totally pisses me off, is that I am sitting on top of something
bigger than this universe; and everyone sitting in one corner of the
room insists that I belong locked up in the fucking looney bin. In
yet another corner, the group there insists that I am highly
dangerous, and need to be covertly destroyed. In still another
corner, lots of totally scared mother fuckers don't know what to do,
other than know these truths about me, and just shake and quiver so
hard, that it is about to cause the biggest earthquake, in the
history of fucking Planet-Earth. And then we
arrive at corner number 4. This is reserved for folks that may
just occupy it someday, and as of right now, it
remains silent and quite desolate. Boy oh boy oh boy, Doctor
Phil and Doctor Mashell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's not have any
multidimensional gods and goddesses appearing before me on Hilton's
Beaches; and if we do; let us be sure to have
further punishments ready, and in place, for when poor fuckiGN
Mountainpen, arrives back in his house of horror and total terror.
Am I correct, FBI-Agent Steve Caruso,
of Austin, Texas, USA-ESMWG???????????????????
Jupiter,
Florida welcomes you to Morianity, Courtesy of Channel 12-Television
and their TWB-APP, Pal Beach, Florida, USAESMWG!
SOME
WELCOME. WITH FRIENDS LIKE MINE, MIKE PATTERSON AND TWB, I SURE DON'T
NEED MY ENEMIES, BUT I SURE AS HELL HAVE THEM ANYWAY. LIKE WOW MISTER
R.H. ''THEE BIGGEST DEPARTMENT STORE'' MACY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!
Now
if we journey backward into time once again, we get these voices and
sound bites:
TEOHIV DATFILE XXV
THE
EPITOME OF HATRASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
DATFILE #XXV 121707.720.18 CHAPTER BLOG #012
SUBTITLED, THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
I am at Ann Silva’s pad to tell U that MO is persecuting me to my grave. They ruined my chance to go to a Christmas party, and they ruined my opportunity 2 attend the BBW club event back last week on Thursday night.
Last Friday and Friday night was off the scale siege in both air and ground assaults on me continuously. Saturday morning, the TPK jet trailing attack was wall to wall horizon hell. Every time the enemy makes Saturday a super bad day 4 me, I may as well not even put on channel 12 at 7PM to watch the Lawrence Welk TV show, 2C my favorite singing star, Anna Connie. The parallel event is way over 90% over the past 18 months now of keeping track of this parallel event, that on these super siege death-hell Saturdays, Anna Connie is never on, and in the rare instances where she is, the close up shots R never as good, and she is fully dressed, as opposed 2 those lovely sleeveless outfits that she normally wears. A 4th power failure occurred at work, fortunately, not on my shift, just inconvenienced me as I needed 2 reset some machines and clocks in the guard station. Every day, these poisons from these awful rock chucking TPK’s have caused me a vicious diarrhea attack, Sunday’s shift was horrendously painful, they injured my body severely, and I was beyond miserable. Not one person believes that these trails R doing this 2 people, despite evidence supporting the claims I make such as it began in 1987 late in the year, not the jet lines, but the poisonous way that they spread out in the skies Since this time, many things such as ADD, hyperactivity, depression, pneumonia, colds-flues-viruses-with new more powerful strains and more outbreaks per year per capita, breathing disorders, asthma, coughing and audible wheezing, and the list goes on. When I worked at the senior’s building where I told my blog audience how the resident manager caught one security guard tape recording secretly, another one, me, and this convinced him that my claims of persecution by some unknown force and conspiratorial entities, was real, this is also where alarms constantly went off with no explanations, as well as on shifts that I was working, a preponderance of medial emergencies also occurred where paramedics needed 2 respond. I may B indeed the main effect target, but if U think 4 one rotten minper that others R not getting side affected by all of this, UR major huge-time kidding yourselves. And I can accept no responsibility 4 any of this, as I have spent literally decades of time now attempting 2 convince the society around me of all of this hell being real and indeed happening to both myself, and those unfortunate 2B all around my immediate proximity.
Remember, I told U all in prior blogging texts or PBT, that I met a person on this human world named David Charles Roth, in early November of 1985. We were both working as retail store security guards 4 the then, Caldor Department store of Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG. A prior PBE said the word shave, the 'S' got on the text somehow, I meant 2 say have. I have reasons 2 suspect a huge thing, I cannot prove it. Paula Uwich told me that Sarah was in prison, the Sarah I was trying to locate, the Sarah that had projected out of body from her host body that was laying on a bed in a hotel called the Bolivar, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, back in the middle and late 1960’s. An astral image can B imprisoned or captured by a device that works on the basic principles of kerlian technology. She became a basic zombie after all of this, and no longer could handle the responsibilities of owning property and running a hotel, and trashed the place as well as another property that she had purchased a few years later bodily, in 1972. In 1971, I was forced to attend the Lower Merion, PAUSAESMWG school, to get a summer school credit in Algebra-2, in order to go onto the following grade in school, I was a huge goof off in school, as was Donna, and neither of us graduated, but she attended Jeremiah Burke in Boston, and the common link was that we both were considered, using her own words, “class clowns”. My mother was influenced by the entire plot that also caused Russ Thaxton to get molested, bombed, and walk miles at past midnight at 15 years of age, over to my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment and with a ‘knowing’ knew that I was alone in there with no parent or guardian present to keep him from passing the front door, and he came in and we had a major rap session, long B4 the African-American music was invented. This all of course as stated previously, led to the burning and total destruction of the BOB, or the Book Of Beach. Honestly, I ask ye, could the great James Patterson invent all of this, could a fiction writer really ever come up with a made up story that even rivals my true story 10 percent? Speaking of PBE’s and percents, in one of my past 2 blogs, I made a typo and said & instead of %, I meant 2 say %, sahwee there rich prince of the capital!!!!!! Ed says, I should fix the problem, U know, go back and edit so people do not think I am an idiot and not want 2 read my blog. My response is that it is quicker to retract and repair on a future text, I do not get the time I need now 2 get what I 2 need get out on the computer and up 2 the blogging sites 4 hopefully, the world someday. Aniwho female version of the mountains and daughter of my bizz part’s buddy, Billie-Bo, I need 2 start working on completing the picture of my life, by filling in much more about the 1970’s. Everything that happened was all part of Sarah and the chain, and the entire Atlantic City nightmare around me since I reached age ten years as Mountainpen. When I was living at the home of 1208 Greentree Lane, my Aunt and uncles, so I could attend the LMHS as prior stated and take the summer course of ALGEBRA 2, this was the home of my Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason, who was a very good friend of the Shah of IRAN at the time. I told my Morians some of the story, no heavy details, but a huge plot beyond fathomability was inside and through this Sarah situation. Remember, she is your all mighty Jehovah God. But much more is involved in all of this. Back now with the plot with the algebra class, U must C how everything is connected and not in ways that R always good or positive, the forces have a strange way of mathematically, balancing things. The forces of evil if humans insist on seeing this carbon based illusion, R precisely twice as powerful as the forces of good, however there R always twice as many good entities than bad ones in a big pictures reality. Adding half to a whole makes the half become a third of the new whole, and adding half of this new hole, makes that half one fourth the amount of the new total, this is a lawtronic truth, and is Y all things not only connect, have varying parallel-event-truths, and last but in no way least, Y these connections R under the systematic rules that govern the reality of the exim-ratio or the ever existing 8th and beyond dimensional reality that would cause what I jokingly refer 2 as ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE, if someone were to keep asking 4 reasons that the 8th dimension has no start nor stop, and is merely a comparison 2 endless wheels on Ferris and endless Ferris on wheels, and the reason is that there is no reason, and time does not exist in the 8th dimension, not until it comes down 4 dimensions onto the 4th; this is time as we poor mortals perceive this thing. But in the old recess school yards that we all remember, if a kid keeps saying Y, Y, Y, every time the other kid says anything, the question asked is always legitimate, as the answer always indeed is the question, but when the answer comes out that there is no answer, and this is the simple truth that void infinity is totally and completely, but should one of the 2 kids B a big angry kid wanting 2 know something, and the one that repeats the word, “Y” back 2 him, and playground rage, kid or adult, is about 2 ensue, and then the fists R flying, and unfortunately, this is all Y reality is so dark and cold and evil and totally messed up; because, religion, God, and all of this not withstanding, the answer is and always will B that there simply IS NO DERN ANSWER, so like it or not; this is true void infinity, or total TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now let me sort of, for now Aniwho, attempt 2 tie some of this together. When I was living at Gerry Snow Mason’s place and taking the 6 week summer course in
Algebra-2 to make up a necessary credit; I would get picked up just past noon, as summer school, at least back then, did not last all day as regular year school did, and when my aunt came 2 pick me up, she had the famous to this area, KYW radio station playing in her car radio. The weather that came on at just past noon would come on this radio, and every single day almost without exception, the announcer would say and I quote,” 15 foot waves R crashing off the shore down in Atlantic City”. Stacey was very up set with me because she had not seen me down in her great human world equivalent of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, since the last night on the bus that she was there with her gang, on the night of the 12th of July, in the MW year of 1970. U can check this historical fact out, that the Atlantic Ocean acted up in this way every day practically during the summer months of 1971, which was the first year that she had not seen nor interacted with me physically by this time of the year, and this was not my choice. Her parents on the great ASTRAL PLANE, have done all they could throughout all of eternity, to keep us separated and away from each other. As 4 the Masons, and our family, the Eastman and Huntington lines working into the Masons in the late 19th century when my grandmother was in her late teens and fell in love with my grandfather, a physical education instructor who went on to work and retire from the University of Pennsylvania in the early 20th century, Dave Roth was a high degreed Mason, and materialized at the same job post where I was placed on in late 1985, and life changed since all of this occurred. He worked in-house for the Caldor department store directly, and I was with a contracted-out security company, the famous Wells Fargo, that UC so many Western movies with where the bandits hold up the stagecoaches and trains, and the guards R the Wells Fargo guys, same guys. Dave and I met and I told him about both Diana, and the great Sarah, Diana immediately almost, and Sarah in the spring of 1986 outside the Medport Diner in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, in the parking lot, upon finishing a meal that we had just shared there.
Not all energy dots R kind and benevolent entities, many R horrendous and very malevolent, such as the ones that appeared several mornings in my home in Somerdale. NJUSAESMWG, right B4 my mother took ill, and very suddenly, strangely, and totally medically unexplainable 2 this very freaking day, by the best area neurologists, cardiologists, and U name the specialty, they all were consulted. The great Sally Starr who hosted POPEYE THEATRE all over the channel 6 Delaware Valley area, called my moms room at the John Fitzgerald Kennedy Hospital, in Stratford, NJUSAESMWG, and was scared to death, as while she and my mom were on the telephone together, my mom got an attack and scared poor Sally almost to a heart attack herself, she later went onto tell me in the kitchen of her home in Atco, NJUSAESMWG. All these things can B verified, the CIA and the FBI know it all happened and is totally real and the truth, they have been bugging me and following me around 4 more than 20-30 years since my father did some deep sea diving 4 them, somewhere back in the early 1960’s. The 1960’s lead into the 70’s with major things 4 me 2 tell 2 this world, and just as the 70’s led into the 80’s and so on and so forth. Permit me pweeeeeze 2 get back to the energy dots. I would come out of my room at between 5 and 6 of the clock in the morning, and would C this incredible phenomenon on several occasions, they ran along the wall, tracing along where the wiring obviously was, the electrons from the power company were large and running around much slower than normally, they were bright white, yet soft and non-blinding. All I know is that just after this strange occurrence, my mom came up from her lower bedroom, we had the split level type home where the door was at the middle level, and stairs went both up and down to 2 separate levels of the dwelling. She came up from her night of sleep, and was never the same; she would not talk, just kept looking at me. When I called 911 finally, and they placed her down horizontally on the board that they use to get the patient into their ambulance, she stopped breathing, and they had no proper equipment on-board, and she was DOA at the horse pistol. They brought her back, to use your forward mortal silly way of seeing reality, they then placed her unconscious body into a machine where she was standing nearly fully upright inside of this life support device, and looked as dead to the world as U can get without actually being so. Never was she ever her normal prior self again, and these energy dots did this to her, but more is involved, the game of solitaire, and playing cards R also very connected into all of this, as is of course, the great SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, and U should know this story if UR a loyal Morian following my 5 so-far blogs here on www.blogger.com. This ZOMBIE-CONNECTION with Sarah’s grandmother, Sarah J. Karge, in the human world, I know is also a great part of all of this. Years or should I say nearly 3 full centuries ago, when I was dreaming that I was Benjamin Franklin, I was many things, one of which was a high degreed MASON. When I told Dave Roth about the chain and the great Sarah that late Spring afternoon in 1985 in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, at the Medport Diner parking lot, I was telling him that the astral chain counterpart of the physical one that was given 2 me by my Organizational Big Brother, John Henningsen, and proceeded 2 draw this thing in a car that now I know the Central Intelligence Agency of the United states of America had bugged up both audibly and visually, and just completed making perhaps a drawing of 10 or so links and the way the 2 end links worked so as to hook into each other, these details can B told at a later time. But as soon as I drew it, including the astral extra ‘things’ that were somehow part of and attached to every third link, and B4 going on, I am getting the [not coming out on the keyboard when typed] hack, 3 or 4 times, the [R] in words fails to produce itself on the screen of this word document. Aniwho, MC, and the real Millionth Council, oh and a quick insert, hope all goes well with your concert, but moving on, Paul gives his regards to your dad, I ran into him at the local Shop Rite 3 times recently, kind of weird after living in town with him not far away for more than 7 years, but again Aniwho, I had drawn these strange objects that only were on this chain in its astral plane counterpart, and Dave almost used my car seat for a toilet, let out a loud belch, as he tended to make these gross groaning's with some regularity, and then in a stunned voice, he said to me right seconds shy of the Medford police arriving, all this was told on many prior blogging texts, [PBT], and Aniwho, he said 2 me and I will quote as U cannot ever forget some powerful stuff in your ‘life’, “Mark, do U know what
U just did, Mark, these symbols R major secret Mason signs and symbols, tell me right now and 4 real/e, where did U get privy to this information?” I stared back into his eyes with open candor and pure simple honesty, and said, “Pal, this was all in this dream that I told U about with the great Sarah Krassle back in 1969”. Then the police were all over us, actually, it was an off duty officer in ‘civy’ clothes and unmarked car, and he had us by shotgun and huge K-9 and we both thought we were gonna get our beads blown right off. This story has been blogged B4, but never the whole truth about the chain containing these MASON symbols, that in no way, I humanly could ever had had any access 2, I never was a lodge brother in this or any other clan, not in this present sequence of Michael Mountainpen dreams. Sarah is behind much more of many things, and I have no more time tonight to complete all or even close to all of what I really wish to say, this must wait 4 later on in the week.
They almost took my job from me this past weekend, and made my time there at work, another total freaking Dogtown-Hell!!!!! Then this morning 8 minutes shy of the opening Dow Jones bell, at 9:22 AM, the MILITUFORCE, the MO, the US MILITARY, whatever is going on and I have no way of ever totally knowing these details, but they flew a loud and crash level bunch of residence-zenithing military rumbling aircraft over me, awakening me, and totally violating my CIVIL, CONSTITUTIONAL, AND HUMAN RIGHTS. Every day for 2 weeks, it has been constant sky siege, and yet basically zip and nada pussy command. Until this reverses and changes back to the norm, they know they have me right by my fun circles. I just wanna know where the local and state police and the authorities R, I never ever even C them around anymore. Only when they follow me to and from work or errand places on rare occasions, do I ever C a police car any more. Where R they, did they all get spirited off to the BRIGGBASE????????
GOOGLE, SATELITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, WORLD LABORATORIES, this is an official web document. This web logging or blogging text is an official document that is voluntarily sworn by me to be totally the full truth with no omissions or additions. The great Sarah spoke 2 me and told me that my markets, the young, those that may believe me, will B filtered away from my and her great message that this planet needs 2 hear, should I persist in my profanity, so U will C that I obey my great teen queen, and no more profanity will exist in these words. These words I claim to also all B co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, along with the Internet and Google search engine system of the present time.
END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE #XXV, CU soon my lovely long brown haired huge chocolate brown eyed KALI, COW, Callio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DATFILE #XXV 121707.720.18 CHAPTER BLOG #012
SUBTITLED, THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
I am at Ann Silva’s pad to tell U that MO is persecuting me to my grave. They ruined my chance to go to a Christmas party, and they ruined my opportunity 2 attend the BBW club event back last week on Thursday night.
Last Friday and Friday night was off the scale siege in both air and ground assaults on me continuously. Saturday morning, the TPK jet trailing attack was wall to wall horizon hell. Every time the enemy makes Saturday a super bad day 4 me, I may as well not even put on channel 12 at 7PM to watch the Lawrence Welk TV show, 2C my favorite singing star, Anna Connie. The parallel event is way over 90% over the past 18 months now of keeping track of this parallel event, that on these super siege death-hell Saturdays, Anna Connie is never on, and in the rare instances where she is, the close up shots R never as good, and she is fully dressed, as opposed 2 those lovely sleeveless outfits that she normally wears. A 4th power failure occurred at work, fortunately, not on my shift, just inconvenienced me as I needed 2 reset some machines and clocks in the guard station. Every day, these poisons from these awful rock chucking TPK’s have caused me a vicious diarrhea attack, Sunday’s shift was horrendously painful, they injured my body severely, and I was beyond miserable. Not one person believes that these trails R doing this 2 people, despite evidence supporting the claims I make such as it began in 1987 late in the year, not the jet lines, but the poisonous way that they spread out in the skies Since this time, many things such as ADD, hyperactivity, depression, pneumonia, colds-flues-viruses-with new more powerful strains and more outbreaks per year per capita, breathing disorders, asthma, coughing and audible wheezing, and the list goes on. When I worked at the senior’s building where I told my blog audience how the resident manager caught one security guard tape recording secretly, another one, me, and this convinced him that my claims of persecution by some unknown force and conspiratorial entities, was real, this is also where alarms constantly went off with no explanations, as well as on shifts that I was working, a preponderance of medial emergencies also occurred where paramedics needed 2 respond. I may B indeed the main effect target, but if U think 4 one rotten minper that others R not getting side affected by all of this, UR major huge-time kidding yourselves. And I can accept no responsibility 4 any of this, as I have spent literally decades of time now attempting 2 convince the society around me of all of this hell being real and indeed happening to both myself, and those unfortunate 2B all around my immediate proximity.
Remember, I told U all in prior blogging texts or PBT, that I met a person on this human world named David Charles Roth, in early November of 1985. We were both working as retail store security guards 4 the then, Caldor Department store of Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG. A prior PBE said the word shave, the 'S' got on the text somehow, I meant 2 say have. I have reasons 2 suspect a huge thing, I cannot prove it. Paula Uwich told me that Sarah was in prison, the Sarah I was trying to locate, the Sarah that had projected out of body from her host body that was laying on a bed in a hotel called the Bolivar, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, back in the middle and late 1960’s. An astral image can B imprisoned or captured by a device that works on the basic principles of kerlian technology. She became a basic zombie after all of this, and no longer could handle the responsibilities of owning property and running a hotel, and trashed the place as well as another property that she had purchased a few years later bodily, in 1972. In 1971, I was forced to attend the Lower Merion, PAUSAESMWG school, to get a summer school credit in Algebra-2, in order to go onto the following grade in school, I was a huge goof off in school, as was Donna, and neither of us graduated, but she attended Jeremiah Burke in Boston, and the common link was that we both were considered, using her own words, “class clowns”. My mother was influenced by the entire plot that also caused Russ Thaxton to get molested, bombed, and walk miles at past midnight at 15 years of age, over to my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment and with a ‘knowing’ knew that I was alone in there with no parent or guardian present to keep him from passing the front door, and he came in and we had a major rap session, long B4 the African-American music was invented. This all of course as stated previously, led to the burning and total destruction of the BOB, or the Book Of Beach. Honestly, I ask ye, could the great James Patterson invent all of this, could a fiction writer really ever come up with a made up story that even rivals my true story 10 percent? Speaking of PBE’s and percents, in one of my past 2 blogs, I made a typo and said & instead of %, I meant 2 say %, sahwee there rich prince of the capital!!!!!! Ed says, I should fix the problem, U know, go back and edit so people do not think I am an idiot and not want 2 read my blog. My response is that it is quicker to retract and repair on a future text, I do not get the time I need now 2 get what I 2 need get out on the computer and up 2 the blogging sites 4 hopefully, the world someday. Aniwho female version of the mountains and daughter of my bizz part’s buddy, Billie-Bo, I need 2 start working on completing the picture of my life, by filling in much more about the 1970’s. Everything that happened was all part of Sarah and the chain, and the entire Atlantic City nightmare around me since I reached age ten years as Mountainpen. When I was living at the home of 1208 Greentree Lane, my Aunt and uncles, so I could attend the LMHS as prior stated and take the summer course of ALGEBRA 2, this was the home of my Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason, who was a very good friend of the Shah of IRAN at the time. I told my Morians some of the story, no heavy details, but a huge plot beyond fathomability was inside and through this Sarah situation. Remember, she is your all mighty Jehovah God. But much more is involved in all of this. Back now with the plot with the algebra class, U must C how everything is connected and not in ways that R always good or positive, the forces have a strange way of mathematically, balancing things. The forces of evil if humans insist on seeing this carbon based illusion, R precisely twice as powerful as the forces of good, however there R always twice as many good entities than bad ones in a big pictures reality. Adding half to a whole makes the half become a third of the new whole, and adding half of this new hole, makes that half one fourth the amount of the new total, this is a lawtronic truth, and is Y all things not only connect, have varying parallel-event-truths, and last but in no way least, Y these connections R under the systematic rules that govern the reality of the exim-ratio or the ever existing 8th and beyond dimensional reality that would cause what I jokingly refer 2 as ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE, if someone were to keep asking 4 reasons that the 8th dimension has no start nor stop, and is merely a comparison 2 endless wheels on Ferris and endless Ferris on wheels, and the reason is that there is no reason, and time does not exist in the 8th dimension, not until it comes down 4 dimensions onto the 4th; this is time as we poor mortals perceive this thing. But in the old recess school yards that we all remember, if a kid keeps saying Y, Y, Y, every time the other kid says anything, the question asked is always legitimate, as the answer always indeed is the question, but when the answer comes out that there is no answer, and this is the simple truth that void infinity is totally and completely, but should one of the 2 kids B a big angry kid wanting 2 know something, and the one that repeats the word, “Y” back 2 him, and playground rage, kid or adult, is about 2 ensue, and then the fists R flying, and unfortunately, this is all Y reality is so dark and cold and evil and totally messed up; because, religion, God, and all of this not withstanding, the answer is and always will B that there simply IS NO DERN ANSWER, so like it or not; this is true void infinity, or total TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now let me sort of, for now Aniwho, attempt 2 tie some of this together. When I was living at Gerry Snow Mason’s place and taking the 6 week summer course in
Algebra-2 to make up a necessary credit; I would get picked up just past noon, as summer school, at least back then, did not last all day as regular year school did, and when my aunt came 2 pick me up, she had the famous to this area, KYW radio station playing in her car radio. The weather that came on at just past noon would come on this radio, and every single day almost without exception, the announcer would say and I quote,” 15 foot waves R crashing off the shore down in Atlantic City”. Stacey was very up set with me because she had not seen me down in her great human world equivalent of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, since the last night on the bus that she was there with her gang, on the night of the 12th of July, in the MW year of 1970. U can check this historical fact out, that the Atlantic Ocean acted up in this way every day practically during the summer months of 1971, which was the first year that she had not seen nor interacted with me physically by this time of the year, and this was not my choice. Her parents on the great ASTRAL PLANE, have done all they could throughout all of eternity, to keep us separated and away from each other. As 4 the Masons, and our family, the Eastman and Huntington lines working into the Masons in the late 19th century when my grandmother was in her late teens and fell in love with my grandfather, a physical education instructor who went on to work and retire from the University of Pennsylvania in the early 20th century, Dave Roth was a high degreed Mason, and materialized at the same job post where I was placed on in late 1985, and life changed since all of this occurred. He worked in-house for the Caldor department store directly, and I was with a contracted-out security company, the famous Wells Fargo, that UC so many Western movies with where the bandits hold up the stagecoaches and trains, and the guards R the Wells Fargo guys, same guys. Dave and I met and I told him about both Diana, and the great Sarah, Diana immediately almost, and Sarah in the spring of 1986 outside the Medport Diner in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, in the parking lot, upon finishing a meal that we had just shared there.
Not all energy dots R kind and benevolent entities, many R horrendous and very malevolent, such as the ones that appeared several mornings in my home in Somerdale. NJUSAESMWG, right B4 my mother took ill, and very suddenly, strangely, and totally medically unexplainable 2 this very freaking day, by the best area neurologists, cardiologists, and U name the specialty, they all were consulted. The great Sally Starr who hosted POPEYE THEATRE all over the channel 6 Delaware Valley area, called my moms room at the John Fitzgerald Kennedy Hospital, in Stratford, NJUSAESMWG, and was scared to death, as while she and my mom were on the telephone together, my mom got an attack and scared poor Sally almost to a heart attack herself, she later went onto tell me in the kitchen of her home in Atco, NJUSAESMWG. All these things can B verified, the CIA and the FBI know it all happened and is totally real and the truth, they have been bugging me and following me around 4 more than 20-30 years since my father did some deep sea diving 4 them, somewhere back in the early 1960’s. The 1960’s lead into the 70’s with major things 4 me 2 tell 2 this world, and just as the 70’s led into the 80’s and so on and so forth. Permit me pweeeeeze 2 get back to the energy dots. I would come out of my room at between 5 and 6 of the clock in the morning, and would C this incredible phenomenon on several occasions, they ran along the wall, tracing along where the wiring obviously was, the electrons from the power company were large and running around much slower than normally, they were bright white, yet soft and non-blinding. All I know is that just after this strange occurrence, my mom came up from her lower bedroom, we had the split level type home where the door was at the middle level, and stairs went both up and down to 2 separate levels of the dwelling. She came up from her night of sleep, and was never the same; she would not talk, just kept looking at me. When I called 911 finally, and they placed her down horizontally on the board that they use to get the patient into their ambulance, she stopped breathing, and they had no proper equipment on-board, and she was DOA at the horse pistol. They brought her back, to use your forward mortal silly way of seeing reality, they then placed her unconscious body into a machine where she was standing nearly fully upright inside of this life support device, and looked as dead to the world as U can get without actually being so. Never was she ever her normal prior self again, and these energy dots did this to her, but more is involved, the game of solitaire, and playing cards R also very connected into all of this, as is of course, the great SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, and U should know this story if UR a loyal Morian following my 5 so-far blogs here on www.blogger.com. This ZOMBIE-CONNECTION with Sarah’s grandmother, Sarah J. Karge, in the human world, I know is also a great part of all of this. Years or should I say nearly 3 full centuries ago, when I was dreaming that I was Benjamin Franklin, I was many things, one of which was a high degreed MASON. When I told Dave Roth about the chain and the great Sarah that late Spring afternoon in 1985 in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, at the Medport Diner parking lot, I was telling him that the astral chain counterpart of the physical one that was given 2 me by my Organizational Big Brother, John Henningsen, and proceeded 2 draw this thing in a car that now I know the Central Intelligence Agency of the United states of America had bugged up both audibly and visually, and just completed making perhaps a drawing of 10 or so links and the way the 2 end links worked so as to hook into each other, these details can B told at a later time. But as soon as I drew it, including the astral extra ‘things’ that were somehow part of and attached to every third link, and B4 going on, I am getting the [not coming out on the keyboard when typed] hack, 3 or 4 times, the [R] in words fails to produce itself on the screen of this word document. Aniwho, MC, and the real Millionth Council, oh and a quick insert, hope all goes well with your concert, but moving on, Paul gives his regards to your dad, I ran into him at the local Shop Rite 3 times recently, kind of weird after living in town with him not far away for more than 7 years, but again Aniwho, I had drawn these strange objects that only were on this chain in its astral plane counterpart, and Dave almost used my car seat for a toilet, let out a loud belch, as he tended to make these gross groaning's with some regularity, and then in a stunned voice, he said to me right seconds shy of the Medford police arriving, all this was told on many prior blogging texts, [PBT], and Aniwho, he said 2 me and I will quote as U cannot ever forget some powerful stuff in your ‘life’, “Mark, do U know what
U just did, Mark, these symbols R major secret Mason signs and symbols, tell me right now and 4 real/e, where did U get privy to this information?” I stared back into his eyes with open candor and pure simple honesty, and said, “Pal, this was all in this dream that I told U about with the great Sarah Krassle back in 1969”. Then the police were all over us, actually, it was an off duty officer in ‘civy’ clothes and unmarked car, and he had us by shotgun and huge K-9 and we both thought we were gonna get our beads blown right off. This story has been blogged B4, but never the whole truth about the chain containing these MASON symbols, that in no way, I humanly could ever had had any access 2, I never was a lodge brother in this or any other clan, not in this present sequence of Michael Mountainpen dreams. Sarah is behind much more of many things, and I have no more time tonight to complete all or even close to all of what I really wish to say, this must wait 4 later on in the week.
They almost took my job from me this past weekend, and made my time there at work, another total freaking Dogtown-Hell!!!!! Then this morning 8 minutes shy of the opening Dow Jones bell, at 9:22 AM, the MILITUFORCE, the MO, the US MILITARY, whatever is going on and I have no way of ever totally knowing these details, but they flew a loud and crash level bunch of residence-zenithing military rumbling aircraft over me, awakening me, and totally violating my CIVIL, CONSTITUTIONAL, AND HUMAN RIGHTS. Every day for 2 weeks, it has been constant sky siege, and yet basically zip and nada pussy command. Until this reverses and changes back to the norm, they know they have me right by my fun circles. I just wanna know where the local and state police and the authorities R, I never ever even C them around anymore. Only when they follow me to and from work or errand places on rare occasions, do I ever C a police car any more. Where R they, did they all get spirited off to the BRIGGBASE????????
GOOGLE, SATELITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, WORLD LABORATORIES, this is an official web document. This web logging or blogging text is an official document that is voluntarily sworn by me to be totally the full truth with no omissions or additions. The great Sarah spoke 2 me and told me that my markets, the young, those that may believe me, will B filtered away from my and her great message that this planet needs 2 hear, should I persist in my profanity, so U will C that I obey my great teen queen, and no more profanity will exist in these words. These words I claim to also all B co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, along with the Internet and Google search engine system of the present time.
END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE #XXV, CU soon my lovely long brown haired huge chocolate brown eyed KALI, COW, Callio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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DATFILE XXIV TEOHIV
THE
EPITOME OF HARASSEMENT, INTERNET VERSION
DATFILE XXIV, CB #11, 121407.631.77
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
ALL WEB LOGGING IS CO-COPYRIGHTED MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, IF THESE NAMES SHOULD APPEAR ANY PLACE ON THESE BLOGS, IN ACCORDANCE WITH INTERNET LAW, AND IN CONJUNCTION WITH THE GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE SYSTEM, AND SWIS/WORLD LAB FURTHER OUT IN 3 DIMIENSIONALLITY.
Local and State police and authorities, MY BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS, THEY r TOTALLY KILLING ME, AND WHEN I AM FOUND DEAD, THESE PEOPLE HAVE MURDERED ME AS THEY MURDERED MY MOTHER IN 2000 AD, AND David Roth in 2002, and his mother also: We have all been ILLEGALLY EXECUTERD THROUGH SECRET COVERT COURTS AND AGENCIES SUCH AS FISA AND OTHERS TOO SECRET FOR SHOWS LIKE LAW AND ORDER TO EVEN KNOW ABOUT THEIR EXISTENCE. THIS IS AN OFFICIAL DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION. NO ONE WOULD LIE WHEN FACING AN ANGRY ETERNAL GOD WHO PROCLAIMS THAT ALL LIARS WILL B CAST FOREVER INTO DOGTOWN, MORTAL WORD, HELL. THESE PERSONS AND AGENCIES R PERSECUTING ME STRAIGHT 2 MY GRAVE, AND BAVE BEEN SINCE EARLY IN THE 1980’S:
DONALD TRUMP, DONNA SUMMER, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO AND HER HUSBAND AND PARENTS, MOB-BOSS MARTINO IN THE CLARIDGE CASINO IN ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, THE CALLIO AND MARTINO AND MCGUIRE FAMILIES, THE OWNER OF THE FLYERS HOCKEY TEAM-ED SNYDER, THE CIA FORCES RESPONSIBLE 4 PUTTING THE CASINOS IN ATLANTIC CITY 2 START WITH, THE NRO, THE NSA, THE NASA, AND MANY OTHER ORGANIZATIONS AND HIGH RANKING UNITED STATES MILITARY OFFICIALS. I BELIEVE THIS 2B TRUE AND HAVE GREAT AMOUNT OF EVIDENCE THAT SUPPORTS ALL OF MY CLAIMS, BUT CAN GET NOBODY TO EVER HELP ME, SO ONCE DEAD, IT IS THE SWORN DUTY OF ANY HONEST NON CORRUPT OFFICIALS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT, 2 DO THEIR JOB AND PROSECUTE THIS ENTIRE CONSPERACY OF ROTTEN SLIMY EVIL PERSONS THAT DID ALL OF THIS. I BELIEVE THIS ENTIRE STATEMENT 2B TOTALLY TRUE AND FACTUAL. IF I AM LYING I SUBMIT TO PURJURY AND SLANDER CHARGES, I AM TELLING THE TRUTH, SO HELP ME GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE.
DATFILE XXIV, CB #11, 121407.631.77
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
ALL WEB LOGGING IS CO-COPYRIGHTED MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, IF THESE NAMES SHOULD APPEAR ANY PLACE ON THESE BLOGS, IN ACCORDANCE WITH INTERNET LAW, AND IN CONJUNCTION WITH THE GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE SYSTEM, AND SWIS/WORLD LAB FURTHER OUT IN 3 DIMIENSIONALLITY.
Local and State police and authorities, MY BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS, THEY r TOTALLY KILLING ME, AND WHEN I AM FOUND DEAD, THESE PEOPLE HAVE MURDERED ME AS THEY MURDERED MY MOTHER IN 2000 AD, AND David Roth in 2002, and his mother also: We have all been ILLEGALLY EXECUTERD THROUGH SECRET COVERT COURTS AND AGENCIES SUCH AS FISA AND OTHERS TOO SECRET FOR SHOWS LIKE LAW AND ORDER TO EVEN KNOW ABOUT THEIR EXISTENCE. THIS IS AN OFFICIAL DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION. NO ONE WOULD LIE WHEN FACING AN ANGRY ETERNAL GOD WHO PROCLAIMS THAT ALL LIARS WILL B CAST FOREVER INTO DOGTOWN, MORTAL WORD, HELL. THESE PERSONS AND AGENCIES R PERSECUTING ME STRAIGHT 2 MY GRAVE, AND BAVE BEEN SINCE EARLY IN THE 1980’S:
DONALD TRUMP, DONNA SUMMER, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO AND HER HUSBAND AND PARENTS, MOB-BOSS MARTINO IN THE CLARIDGE CASINO IN ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, THE CALLIO AND MARTINO AND MCGUIRE FAMILIES, THE OWNER OF THE FLYERS HOCKEY TEAM-ED SNYDER, THE CIA FORCES RESPONSIBLE 4 PUTTING THE CASINOS IN ATLANTIC CITY 2 START WITH, THE NRO, THE NSA, THE NASA, AND MANY OTHER ORGANIZATIONS AND HIGH RANKING UNITED STATES MILITARY OFFICIALS. I BELIEVE THIS 2B TRUE AND HAVE GREAT AMOUNT OF EVIDENCE THAT SUPPORTS ALL OF MY CLAIMS, BUT CAN GET NOBODY TO EVER HELP ME, SO ONCE DEAD, IT IS THE SWORN DUTY OF ANY HONEST NON CORRUPT OFFICIALS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT, 2 DO THEIR JOB AND PROSECUTE THIS ENTIRE CONSPERACY OF ROTTEN SLIMY EVIL PERSONS THAT DID ALL OF THIS. I BELIEVE THIS ENTIRE STATEMENT 2B TOTALLY TRUE AND FACTUAL. IF I AM LYING I SUBMIT TO PURJURY AND SLANDER CHARGES, I AM TELLING THE TRUTH, SO HELP ME GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE.
Stacey's
antimatter truths of the positron:
You'll
be crossing over, later wishing you'd
been nicer
You'll
be crossing over, through the quantum waving splicer
You'll
be crossing over, hearing all the trash they're talking
You'll
be crossing over, and you'll have to keep on walking
You'll
be crossing over, watching all the others eating
Feasts
with banquet tables, where the fish keep on repeating
Forever
seeing many fish, but never on your plate
You
had your time back in the sun before you sealed your fate
You'll
be crossing over, and you'll be a lonesome rover
Forever
doomed to hear the words you always used to say
That
you've been working hard out in the sun all day
Oh
yes we knew you had your freaking bills to pay
So
you're not giving any of your fish away
END
OF 'SINGLE'
'SONG'.
'UNI'--------------------------------'VERSE'.
THE
GREAT 15 YEAR IS INDEED UPON US!!!
YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983
NEW
2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC TRACK ALONG WITH ARE UP AT
THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0555, LIKE DUH:
Only
the opening title words are real.
So
exactly in what way would you wish for me to be a whole lot nicer,
Mister McKinnon-80?
Remember
those good old days, before it got old real fast, turning those dials
all over the place, and ruining the humor, Lenny Briscoe?
LADIES
AND GENTLEMEN, YOU NOW ARE READING
CHAPTER
88,
HIFISAF---AMP!!!!!!!!!!
5555555555555
HELP ME PEE, YOU WILL BE OUT OF HERE BY THE END OF MARCH, and now it is 29 April.
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WHASUP
VIQUEEN MARILOO?
WHASUP
STOCK BROKER GORDO?
WWYWINY MALCALM ROSENBERG OF PHILLY, PA?
As
Bob Chabot said in 1981, ''is
there any excuse 4U''?
Signed,
da' Mountainpen.
Knock'm
dead, Listener Terry-WFMU
Let
us go back to twelve days ago, to a week from last Tuesday. I went,
on advice from the normal library that I go to, to a sister branch on
the west side of North Fort Pierce, Florida, just a few blocks from
where I used to live before coming to reside here at this PHA
Building. Again, I was there with the intent of trying to get my
song, “You'll Be Crossing Over” to be uploaded to my Youtube
account, at http://youtube/paulaking2011/
and was not treated very well there, and it was as though they
already had it all planned out to be that way with me when I came in.
They could not be sure when I was coming, but I did phone ahead to
talk to that same dirt bag, Rick, who screwed me at the other library
down on Melody Lane when he was going to help me with my blogs back
when I was having all that trouble with the Tweeting rockin' robins
in the summer time in 2010, causing the stock market to soar as a
result, from around 8400 points up to just under ten thousand points
within only a few months, via the parallel-event between hurting me
and the Dow Jones always going up as a result. Again, as with that
other bad time in my life in August of 2010, after this time, the
DJIA has soared up for two solid weeks after having its first down
week in ages after this ridiculous absurd ludicrous based on nothing
rally, began growing so powerfully this year in 2013. If this in all
honesty is really all up in my sick imagination for 27 years, then I
really do have one hell of a fantastic imagination, so much so, that
there is no way that peeps who indeed know I exist, and I think my
copyright record speaks for itself that this is quite real and true
and not imagined, then these lovely folks would have long ago made me
an offer to write for one of their studios and make them a marvelous
mint of cash, with my WILD IMAGINATION. I think we all up here on
this blog, KNOW EXACTLY WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON, with this, with all
of my life's woes, with parallel event and the stock market and my
persecution done intentionally, with my family, with my daughter,
with Hyper-Space and other matching initials; and most
especially, with music.
I
find it very difficult to believe, that any 'for-real' peeps up here;
do not see and believe, that this entire story is all real and true
and honest, and pitiful; and the best words to be added here, would
be demonically monstrous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
will not insult my audience, of which I know is between ten and forty
nice folks. You all know this is all the truth, after-all, just what
would I possibly have to gain with a story this totally outlandish
and inconceivably absurd, be it a work of either fiction or lack of
mental health. I am not saying that I am the most healthy person
alive, physically, mentally, emotionally, and on I could go, but I
sure try hard, and I am the product of one hell of an unfathomable
amount of covert and totally illegal abuse, from a very powerful
group of absolutely horrendous wicked rotten people, who most
assuredly, to use old lingo terms, will endlessly burn in a horrible
hell someday, for doing all this unspeakable detestable and
despicable stuff to me, an innocent pathetic harmless victim of their
criminal mischief that rivals even what Hitler ever did a long time
ago in Germany. This is just honest truthful words, and if they bite
or hurt, then whoever may be reading them and in pain, is in for 'a
ticket south', to quote my old pal, banged up 'blue
nungen' car, and all from the middle eighties; Ugie
Horowitz AKA and under Hollywood stage name, Michael Landon.
Well
people, let me keep this moving right along. None of us are dumb, and
I have been told by somebody that I am just looking for my 15 minutes
like everybody else. This is a filthy dirty rotten lie, good folks. I
am looking for a lot more than 15 minutes. I am looking to start up a
great foundation that would aid many people just like me with
terrible problems, people being persecuted by all sorts of evil mean
pursuers of them, ex lovers, family, revenge seekers, even
financially distressed individuals, even those in trouble with
Internal Revenue, any kind of persecution. Now this foundation would
always operate within the boundaries of the legal system, and would
even try to assist those in trouble, contributing one dollar for
every dollar they pay, things like that. This is my dream, and has
been since 2006 when I started all of this on-line junk, at the
suggestion of the two peeps in my life then who though that it may
solve some of my horrible problems, Christopher Bennett, and Edward
Himacane Lynch. But there have been a couple of very mean and jealous
folks, who have accused me of using, or trying to use, my situation
since 1980-1989, whatever that situation really
is in reality in this universe,
with my mystery-caller-goddess of all and or any BABYLON locations,
and in or out of any regular time STM illusions, in all of this. This
was always about as far from my mind as anyone can imagine, and when
I began my blogging and Morianity early in 2006, I did not even have
a clue about half the stuff that I have now come to learn as the next
few years ticked along. I do not use people, I try and find a
mutually acceptable cooperation that is anything but one sided, and
for any reason if this is not agreed to, then I am off to the next
project, and so on.
This
applied to CHEMTRAILS, and anyone with a
brain, and with ears; understands. Then it was revealed to me, just
like the Disney thing; a short while after the CT
video was posted up, that if something is done; it sort of
proves that all of this goes beyond the realm of miracles and pope
canonizations and any of it. I speak of comparing two tunes and then
using a little techno-pop machinery of the eighties in conjunction
with some tapes that for reasons none other than pure providence,
happened to make it down with me to Florida, the night that I packed
a very few things, and ran away from where I was being SS Kidnapped,
by distant cousins, and this is not me talking, this is a close
cousin to a top recording artist, the great BonJovi for gods sake. He
is the one who saw all this, brought it to my attention, and then,
for wild reasons, after a long time operating a sound studio in Port
Saint Lucie, Florida, one day shortly after this mess was all going
down live, poof, THE END,
no more Avalon BonJovi studio to go to and do my projects. Oh, and
this is all just by pure random coincidences. Well, Jack McCoy, Abbey
Carmichael and the entire Law & Order gang would not believe
that, and guess what my friends out here, NEITHER DO I, GOOD
FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll tell you another thing I don't
believe. It is almost as if ISIS is taunting me, but I cannot be
sure, I have to do an FBI here and keep this idea-concept on the
'back-burner' for right now due to insufficient intelligence data,
after-all, I have been cut off from all contact, everyone has totally
abandoned me and hates me, and for nothing that I have legitimately
done to any of them. To say it biblically, this entire thing is just
about as SATANIC AND DEMONIC AS
IT GETS, good peeps. But what do I mean by taunting. Well, if I had
watched and taped that silly show that MC suddenly just out of
nowhere decided to do, I would have had a million words to play with.
I am only interested in what I have of her from the days when she was
playing lab-teck, this is not a game, and just because she wants to
be sixteen forever, I DON'T. None of this was a game, and it was all
done to try and break out of whatever it is that has been going on
all around me since 1980 give or take, and it was her all along, and
a moron can see it. If I were just trying to make a thousand unknown
tunes of great known artists, I would be taping every dam show on
television for voice retrievals. I live my own life, and it is very
private and personal to me. This isn't some stupid game, it is real,
it is agonizing, and I just want OUT OF THIS NIGHTMARE, and can any
of you out here really blame me for gods sake? Out of a few recent
things said to me by peeps that I absolutely cannot mention any
names; only one had some powerful merit, and again, proves the
powerful truths about being so close in the forest, as not to see the
trees, an old and very wise-person's expression, at least IMHO, L-4.
They said if dream-music is transdimensional, then how can you say
the tune of “You'll Be Crossing Over” is not from a parallel
universe, when the harmony is done when a teenaged girl is asleep in
a dream, playing lab-technician, in '84? WOW, this person blew me
away, and shows that I have some real thinking peeps out here, and I
will protect their privacy and not divulge any more about them, but
will further elaborate on what this person has suggested. You
are RIGHT, FELLA!!!!!!
I will no longer click on the song, and will not be
posting the full tune up. I will not be responsible for the possible
apocalyptic results all over the world, should too many people hit
the post or it even mini viral'd as this could indeed be a
catastrophic deal. It has to do with electronic circuitry and the
inherent forces behind what separates all universes from each other
in a frequency vibration. You do not need to know more than that,
good peeps. So please, whoever has made my life so horrible since a
year ago when this tune started all of this, I won't ever post the
final mixed CD, and I'll even be taking down all my Youtube stuff, so
please, leave me alone and cut me a break,, I don't mean any harm to
any of you, BEAM ME FUCKING UP SCOTTIE, YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My coming to learn that this stuff
causes major disturbances in a STM electromagnetic field of cosmic
proportions, began around 1974. The convincer knock out punch was
1980 and my demo tunes and Mount Saint Helen's erupting. Then I still
played around with this for about six more years, and the rest is
history, perhaps it';s even why they persecute me and have since
1986, the timeline fits, and many believe that the planet is indeed
being watched over and even protected by something, someone, who
knows, the gods, ISIS, whatever. But my question remains, then why do
all of this to me, ISIS? Oh well, enough for tonight,m I just wanted
to get this door opened up and have us begin to lightly explore the
foyer area beyond it. We have now sufficiently done so, or at least,
IMHO we have, and Rockford says it all, with or without his great
files, “We can always get back to this”!
READ
ON, SHAKESPEARE MACBETH. Hyperspace
effects my ass, Walter; I am not the fucking moron you all think that
I am, ya' rotten no good EW
pricks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TEE-HEE.
I
HOPE THAT YOU ARE ENJOYING THE READING OF THIS CHAPTER
NUMBER 00088, IN THE BLOG PROJECT
'AMP---HIFISAF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
first two thirds of the year of 2008, in its own way was bigger than
the same time period in 1986, 22 years earlier. Studying my blogs or
archiving them at the website at BLOGGER, using this address:
http://drunkenhive.blogspot.com/
or http://theansweristheqyuestion.blogspot.com/
will
reveal powerful beyond wild and unfathomable shit. You can see how
the entire MENTALIST show was created from this blog, you can see
Jason Forrest's comment, accidentally posted in haste I suppose, on
my blog by him, saying how this blog, meaning MY BLOG, is where he
made a lot of money in Cali, to quote him exactly, and so much more.
The real power is two things this time, unlike in 1986. first, all of
the 1986 records are conveniently lost now, thanks to a wonderful
star family, and second, this is more of a recent group of events.
All of my original life journal on cassette tape is gone forever,
unlike my blogs posted at BLOGGER, as well as other websites for
bloggers, during these incredible times of cosmic proportions. Also,
unlike the first time, I know so much more than I did back then, more
things, more players in the cosmic colorful weaving system, and more
aware living witnesses to force in court if ever taken that far, that
will either tell some powerful truths under fucking ass oath, or
commit perjury to keep many gargantuan secrets. Just yesterday, as it
is now 5:55 AM-EDST, a very beautiful two minute period each and
every 24 hour cycle or 'day', on this April 25, 2013; I was playing
around with the WORDPRESS BLOGGING SITE. For no reason about two
months or so ago, give or take a month, one day, I went to paste in
my blogs typed from my word office 3.1 system, and unlike before,
both Wordpress and Blogger sites, no longer pasted it in, as it
appeared on the office document, on my PC. However, the BLOGGER
software, compensates somehow, and places the format back into the
way I had it on my own PC Office System Program, or 3.1 Open Office.
I keep hoping for WORDPRESS to install the similar software, but I
have come to see their game. I think if I am willing to pony up a
nominal 25 dollar fee each year, not bad at all; they will give me a
real domain, so I plan to do this; as long as I can post up my songs,
my blogs, my photographs, and stuff the way I do at the Blogger site,
and have it all work; links, all of it. If this was $25 per month, I
could not afford it, but 2 dollars and change, per month is
reasonable enough for me to say yes, and agree to this 'dot me'
thing. Hay, like the fucking lady at 1101 Robin Hill Apartments, when
I was next door to her, in late 1983, and into 1984; at 1102
Apartment number; said to me through the door that afternoon early in
1984, “It's ME”, and later on, I had a powerful dream where she
forced me onto the roof of the building, and gave me excruciating
pain by some magical power, that blows me away every time to this
day, that I so much as remember that 'dream' for even a tiny little
fucking second. In the dream she again reiterated only slightly
varying her words spoken through my door in waking life or in this
universe; I AM A 'ME', and this wild shit was all written down in my
'so-called' fictional 1994 book, copyrighted in WASH-DOC-600-13,
called, “The Permission Barrier”. In waking life she said
something equally awesome and outlandish to me through my dam door.
She said I need to know something, and that if I do not open the
door, and let her come in and tell me; I will regret it for the rest
of my life. Is anyone reading this, seeing this word yet, 'WOW'?
'WOW'?
'WOW'?
A
very beautiful full moon is shinning out there above me, 99% full and
still waxing, becoming full at around noon today. I LOVE YOU
BEAUTIFUL LUNA, MY SPECIAL BABY BLOND, AND MY WONDERFUL AND AWSOME
LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS, AND
I'LL NEVER EVER LET YOU GO, NOT FOREVER AND FOREVER AND FOREVER, MY
ENDLESS LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 657 and 123, but does that
equal 1984 or 1983, or even the mighty all seeing Mister fiction book
author Orwell???????????????? Where does 'megawater' fit into this,
and for that matter the great 'SUNRAM'? This is what all came
flooding back to me, in early 1996, under intense psycho-therapy
hypnotism; at the Wolf Clinic, on Main Street, in Moorestown, NJ,
right next to REMOMAX. Wow, Mike Sotas. Bad news, you're no
competition with Super-Girl Keisha. So bring those fire engines
roaring, OTAMM-MILI-2-FORCE, WEEEEEEEEEEE.
Still with all of this said, the entire interaction of all of the
twine all over the world, creates the IF (Interaction Force), and
within that force, is the very gun powder that is needed to work the
magic of what I have spoken rarely about over nearly seven and a half
years of my blogging now, “REALITY-THREE”. We will get real deep
into Reality-3, very very soon.
Diana,
I saw your wonderful moon on the Jupiter Cam, all orange and lovely
and creamy-dreamy, my endless love. I am your little boy forever and
ever, baby-blond; and will be with you very soon, lovely one. IWALU,
BB (baby-blond)!!!!!!!!!!!!
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