CHAPTER
62, HELL IS FIXED IN STONE AND FIRE
My
mother, when she was young; was taught some interesting things back
at her school, in Philadelphia. This was during
the days of the communist scare,
and actually before it got so prevalent and major. She had one
teacher in particular who had a real thing about the party taking us
from within, and even being able to magically make people get ill
through what in modern times is called openly, germ or biological
warfare. The communists were never behind any of this of course, and
they were just the great closest people to accuse and pin the tail on
the Bogey ma donkey, so to speak. The fall guys, those who were to be
wrongfully accused, set up, hated without a cause, and on and on, you
know, the innocent who get successfully framed and punished, while
the real guilty fuckiGN bastards all go free, with their billions of
dollars and unlimited fucking power, that supposedly absolutely
corrupts, only I see little to no evidence any more of what comes
around going around, and the guilty being punished, and all of that
so-called moral-majority good stuff. All this being said, I totally
know that a powerful invisible covert force that is totally real, is
and does make people sick. Some kind of weird infection is put inside
the body of their enemies, and it is airborne and it is microbial and
virus in nature, and is no way the sicko delusions of
conspiracy-buffs and nut job whackadoodles alike, such as what I am
supposed to be a dual member in these clubs. I saw this go down on
many occasions, and Atco on June 4, 1983 was just one particular
time. Another was at Guthrie Short's Blue Anchor, New Jersey mansion,
on Route 231 in 1999 sometime if my memory is accurately serving me,
and once when watching a TV movie at 1102 Robin Hill Apartments in
1990 I was given instantaneous pneumonia, and this happened in the
early winter time at the tail end of December in 2000 or maybe it was
shortly into 2001, after I had been at Jenny Plageman's trailer park
only a couple months, and this list can go on and on, but skipping
around a bit, it happened last night again, while sleeping and
nightmaring, to coin another word in the Poor
Richards Reincarnated Almanac, if Gottwald permitted of
course, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You all have heard me say that the force and
power doing this to me, and many others as well, who they are against
also, and have been; and many have long been covertly and quite
stealthfully killed and murdered, Sheriff KJK kind sir; is called by
me, after other previous names since my nightmare with them all began
getting real extra fucking major and horrific, the MILITUFORCE! But
what gets me more than anything, is how the wonderful and awesome
marvelous mind blowing lab-technician seemed to know all along, even
early in 1984 somewhere, that this was an ''infection''. Her exact
words to me over the phone were, “Your body is fighting an
infection”, if my memory is at all serving me here, kind peeps! She
seemed to know ten times more than anyone I have ever spoken to about
my condition that was only months old when we had spoken, than
anyone else, before or since, even to this very day three plus
decades now in the future. Also, I knew in 1983 when this all began
in Atco, that this voice over the telephone was one same voice, all
along, and at different ages and times. But there is a ton of shit
more to discuss, and I simply don't have the time to even begin to
try tackling it all, kind folks. Still, I know what I know, and to
quote the mighty King family, and especially Dawn-Marie, “It is
what it is”. Like mother fucking super WOW, Mister Macy!!!!!!!!!!!
Lads
and lassies, I don't have the answers, and if I did, would I be on
the fuckiGN shitty end of such a horrendous and monstrous shitty
stick? Think about it seriously. My ten year blog project or near ten
year now, has indeed discussed many things, from miracles, to
secrets, to incredible powerful name recognized people, to
mathematical percentages for possibilities for all this to be 'not
some wild connected thing', and on and on and on and on, and not
fuckiGN DON, CUZZ!
It
was a very hot blistery humid day with the feel-like temps today
around 105 here in town. And the calendar is saying September. Well,
at least many other areas of the nation are also in an oven blast,
like up in New York, and Jersey, and all the old 'haunts' of mine;
huh Sarah-Party-5?
I
have, and still could produce, under a court order, if I was dumb
enough to ever try and really dare do this; several
persons who would have to under oath, unless they chose to
commit legal perjury; one being Lenny McKinnon, if he isn't holding
up the Dice and Dice 7-11 Store somewhere, and I don't mean robbing
it, if you get my dam drift here my peeps; but he would tell you that
Mister R. Marcucci and all his pals from England with long hair who
got quite famous in music circles after Mister 'No-neck' discovered
them on his TV-show; Mister Exploratronic Supermind, or his initials
match; but anyway, symbolic infestations all over cosmos
notwithstanding here folks; he would tell how RM and the creeping
crawling musicians of the past; all knew I was more than just old
enough ''chronologically'' to be a father, in October of 1969. Still,
what parent who is reading these words right now, would not be
extremely pissed off if their fourteen and three quarter year old son
was taken out into a hallway at school for no real reason whatsoever,
and told that exact quote in red font above? But if I ever say the
wrong thing on a census form, or even open up my mouth in ways that
is bearish for the economy; watch out Mark Wayne Fucking Pitiful
Mountainpen Mohr!!!! Only a dam fool can see that I did not
accurately tell you all about 2015, the new age crime wave, and the
out of control new American society, at least as best as possible
without looking like some fuckiGN total time traveler!!!!!!!!!!!
Still and all things considered, just what parallel universe was I
truly in when Donna and I were fucking with that machine for decades,
that is now in my daughter's possession? Am I ever going to tell this
blog just what I remember in full, about that house on the highway, n
the way back from my great lab technician and throat specialist's
place that day in '84, all great lumber yards? I can only go so far,
because after a certain point, it is considered crossing the line. I
cannot tell you details to the kids that I ran into there, and it is
blurry in my mind quite naturally, but I do remember enough. Even
beyond all of this, I do believe what was told to me, that I indeed
do what I was told I did. Whether it was some other part of me in 4-5
dimensional space, or me that is alive right here and now, I won't
even venture or hazard a dam guess. One thing I do know, and can
safely say, and that is that there is a force as well as a field, and
there is a triangulation between three points, Atlantic City,
Haddonfield, and Camden, in New Jersey. I know that if I was allowed
to, I could find the gizmo that operates it, also. The enemies are
forced to leave me clues, as this is built into something called the
Lawtronics of the system, and no one can defeat this. They have to
leave breadcrumbs for any legitimate sleuth who is actively looking
and searching for these things, and the great BIBLE even backs me up
with those three short sentences in the New Testament spoken by the
master, Jesus Christ about knocking and seeking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, that radio station in Atlantic City is keeping a lot more
secrets than just the few that I have mentioned, ad for that matter,
so is the mighty McGettigan Waterworks of 401 Virginia Avenue. The
last TRUMP, the MARK of the beast, the WHITE HORSE Pike, the BLACK
HORSE Pike; shit man, a moron child can see the entire picture, but
most refuse to so much as even want to do so.
Can
I prove some huge thing that went down with Rob Andrews after he sang
four of my songs, two of which are publicly copyrighted, back before
he became the great Congressman of Jersey? Not only can I, but so can
his pals Albert P. and Angel. And the person who knows the most I
didn't meet until 1997, good old wonderful 1997. don't mother fuckiGN
even think about getting me started, let alone pulling on any real or
fake hair, for that matter, kind world. Just fuckiGN don't, please! I
am speaking of Sally Starr's friend's neighbor up in Sicklerville,
New jersey, huh Mizz Camel Diners of CHERRY HILL! You know what
mother fuckiGN ercs the living fucking turd chewing shit out of me,
more than anything mother fucking else, even including all of this
three decade death persecution; kind lads and lassies out
here???????????????? I'll be more than happy to tell you. I am
sitting on a lot more than just more juicy information that would
keep the tabloids and the papa-rots busy for decades, BUTTTTTTTTT, I
totally am 80-90% of the reason that it is all there and real and
true. This to put it as condensed and simplified as humanly possible,
is that there is a teenaged girl from a much higher reality than a
trillion Einstein's and a trillion NSA's and NASA's, and all of it,
who just loves to play this endless fucking cunt game with me, AND ON
TOP OF THAT, top corporations and all of Mister D. Trump's great
pals, all know this is totally true and they know that the
Mountainpen is not one bit crazy. But if you're waiting for any of
them to ever come out and say BOO, let along Hotel Mascara 2010 or
anything else, well then folks, you're way more deluded than you can
ever hope to believe that I am YO!!!! Probably the two people on
Planet Earth, as this once was three until Mister Steve kicked the
dam bucket, Ethel Madworld; but now, Mister Harris and Mister
McKinnon are the only ones left who could come forward, and maybe
they are both gone and have bitten the Queen's dust by now, or they
might be off repairing a television set or two just north of Central
Philly. And then came all great lab technicians. WOW Mister Macy, can
it be true, whether it be sung by Mister fucking Pavarotti or by my
late Aunt Barbara??????????????
AVALON
BEACH CLUB, FORT PIERCE, FL-USA.
SEPTEMBER
1, 2015,
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TUESDAY NIGHT AT 11:51,
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SSSSSSSOOOOOOO Arthur
Crane; let me crash off to sleep now; and I'll BE BACHHK Governor
Muscles; but don't wait up for me, YO.
Actually, I just woke
up from some sleep, but wish that this wonderful sleep could be
eternal, as you believe will someday happen to release us all from
hell, Dennis Snyder sir. I know this is not real, but let me
'dream'. Jimminy-crickets Mister Stuart and Dorothy Oz!
BOY
OH BOY OH BOY does my mother fucking rotten life suck a tube of
liquid fucking shit, folks!
I
never made up or imagined one tiny piece of my nightmare fucking
hellish life, Sheriff Mascara sir, and I will tell you thae one
who knows this, and he is an associate of laws in th
elaw-enforcement game, kind sir. His name is or was, Ron Wirtz
Senior, up at the Prosecutor's Office, in Camden County, in New
Jersey, USA, ESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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