SUPPLEMENTAL BLOG ENTRY A &
B, OF 12-28-2015
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
was wounded in battle Doctor Lockner Flint, but did not die
“Was Wounded In Battle, Doctor Lockner
Flint, But Did Not
Die”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
123108.820----------BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Well they wrecked my freaking birthday at age 54, they wrecked Christmas with the TOOTHACHE-MAJOR button that they got Dawn King with back last summer 2 keep me from getting computer help from computer genius Einstein junior, Gabriela Terryharbor, and now they managed 2 strike, as I knew they would, the New Year, even though, it is only a new year in the European/Asian continent side of the pwanet mister Fwudd. Today, big bad Dawnie the King found where hubby Chicky had hidden a few porno movies, and she is steaming like an out of control loco that is roaring down the mountainside, with busted breaks. There R many rules and regs in HER mighty MARHOUSE, no drinking, no sex, just all the smoking and swearing and fault finding and shouting U can get away with mixed in with some occasional domestic violent activity. This is not all dawn’s fault by the way, but U may disagree and blame the obvious physical and visible thing that your senses naturally would recognize and instantly perceive as the problem, that is fine. This is also Y Judas Iscariot is seen in the role of history quite ignorantly and wrongfully, and I do not care who and how much any of y’all may wish 2 disagree with me on this. If a remote control helicopter toy comes at me and takes my eye out, HO-HO-HO, CS/SC/ and John Pumataweelio is the one aiming and guiding it, I am not going 2 take my anger and aggressions out on the toy helo, BRO, my court papers will have the name J. Pumataweelio on them. U either get this simple thing or U don’t, BRA!!!!!!!!
On Christmas day this evil Lamist Briggbase Cult struck me hard with their covert and invisible weapon that made me very ill 4 a while. This is Y no blogging has been done. This is also Y their fixed and evil Dow Jones shot up this week, as it does every week, and will B over the 9K mark by weeks end, and ready to pass into the 5 digit right side even though it is the wrong side, and put an end 2 me and my last chance 2 survive this bunch of total dirt bags. When Chicky comes home from his job at the pizzeria tonight, holy hell will most likely go down here at the great 65 Middle, oh may the darn gods spare the mighty Queen Victoria, but not Callio, let her burn up in hell along with all of my 1970 gorgeous hair that she loved so much B4 turning on me 3 decades later and barfing into my face, when all I did was ask her 2 help me find Sarah. I sure do not need more monstrous family in laws pressing numbers and smacking my face into blood and broken teeth.
U know I have had it, and I know that no matter what I write and how fart out it appears 2 a readers covered up conscious mind, that acts and serves as sort of a protective barrier and covering so that we all can properly interact and function the way we R supposed 2 within the limited confines of the material world, or the STC, (Space-Time-Continuum). Deep down, far into the very core of your beingness, all of U know that all my words R the truth, and that I indeed must live awake and aware, on this tangible material physical plane, knowing CONSCIOUSLY what I know. I have asked everyone reading my story 2 go on thinking the way they do in direction, and just painting a picture of the 7 dimensions and hyperspace and uplines and downlines and entity existence phases, and so on, yet never helped a single soul crawl into a better way of relating to it, so now I will, just try meeting me a tenth of the freaking way. I have no reason 2B bull pitting any of U. Just pretend now that UR who UR, keep that, that is totally cool at this point today in the lesson, but U exist a little differently, U simply fantathink, a new Franklin word tonight combining thinking with fantasizing, and as U do this, things just mirror image become one and the same with this. U remember know other way that things ever were or could B, other than when U get bored or sleepy if we can just use these identifiable terms 4 right now, and have a fantathought about being in a realm where U cannot instantly create a sort of mystical energetic reality around U in a flash, and instead, UR a prisoner 2 a realm that does not operate at all like this. Now what I did was describe U in your real and true form, the entire thing, right down 2 all of your dream downs here in this phony human waking life. Every time U have the wrong quick fantathought about this other realm, boom, UR in it, but no longer can U boom your way out of it, it can only B exited from through this thing that is known as DEATH. U can have all sorts of these fantathought while in your true form, boom UR here and boom UR there, maybe in 1859 or 3296, or 2200 BC, or in this part of hyperspace or that part, all throughout the gargantuan 5th dimensional hyperspace. These thoughts have no time order, as they R thought while UR in a true timeless state where no connective-ness is part of any reality in the world of fantathought-interaction. So then what eventually makes each lifetime in all of the limitless universes appear 2 come together as though in and along a line of yesterdays and tomorrows, operating with strict physical laws? The answer is the 6th Dimension control system of THOUGHT, and its interaction with individual personality THOUGHT-TUNERS, or BRAINS. Now this is truth, and I know it. Also, I know it while in one of these particular trapped imprisonments, that is 2 say, the me in this here and now bull pit material world. So Y did this happen 2 me? Answer, I survived an amount of needed hell with a needed quantity of sanity. What is this amount? Well, it is more than if U could handle burning up in a fire and not ever dying, for about 100 straight hours, this is what I have been told 2 say, and I will not tell who told me 2 say it. If U make a quick guess, U can bet that U most likely have guessed it wrong, let me leave U there 4 now on that. Can I show a group of followers someday called MORIANS, how 2 do this 2 some degree, 2C the truth as clearly and totally as I do, without making U have an experience equivalent 2 burning up in fire for 100 straight hours without burning totally up? YES, I CAN! It will start someday with my establishing an organization called MORIANITY. Then it will take 40 or so dedicated officers that want 2 lead a larger following, 2 first experience the worm hole ride, and learn how 2 control it, create a vehicle around yourself inside of it much like U drive around ion your trucks and cars, and what the importance 2 all of this is. First, both the world of Einstein and scientists know the reality of the black and white space and the hole or tunnel connecting the two reverse polarized mirror images of the same selves, as well as the world of the mystics and the psychic researchers with the world wide accepted near death experience of passing through a TUNNEL, or WORMHOLE. First, UR in this tunnel without this created vehicle, when UR there and aware of it, as 2B otherwise would not B possible. Physically, U could not take the density crush of being anywhere near this tunnel or hole between universal polarity re-equalization's. So UR in this tunnel astrally or exploratronically, and all though this could B a book right here, it stops right now, there is other stuff that I need 2 say. U will instantly upon creating your surrounding-vehicle, C other vehicles both behind U as well as ahead of U in this tunnel. This tunnel will cling 2 your memory as checkerboards in 3 dimensions that R clear white and brown in color, and that bend in numerous semi-S shapes, some long, some short, and also that these other vehicles will all appear 2B coming right at U in a forward direction, while U will always feel as though UR driving your vehicle in reverse. This is the coolest thing in the world, I would not tell U this if I had not done it so many times over countless infinities, it can scare U the very first few times, but U will get used 2 it as U do it over and over. But the real point is that U can begin 2 do something that few know about, except 4 those quite close around the edges of distant 4-D points hyper-spherically. Some think of this as 6-D in-points at max-power. Simply put if it requires the average person 1 year 2 assemble a giant 3-D puzzle, those closer to the year out from the start of the project would B those nearest 2 completion. But I am moving into the topic called establishing stationary platforms, and this Technique is done only through a powerful almost wizardry science called intra-dreaming, where a person tries 2 awaken and finds as I did in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania, USAESMWG back in December of 1969, that I was merely raising myself 2 varying dreaming levels where the same dream is closer to consciousness, and from it originally began at its most deepest level away from consciousness, this is a powerful topic, and I will get on lots of new points later on at a new time and in a new year.
Well Roger that one, my birthday and Christmas, now New Years eve, all shot 2 hell, aren’t U just the biggest fucking scum bag in the world, SATAN???????? Scylla is mine, U will not have her, U can take things from me here bud, but not where it counts in dreamshift, where no space or time has any significance at all, ya creep.
GOOGLE/SWIS/KSWL/ Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION:
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995
123108.820----------BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Well they wrecked my freaking birthday at age 54, they wrecked Christmas with the TOOTHACHE-MAJOR button that they got Dawn King with back last summer 2 keep me from getting computer help from computer genius Einstein junior, Gabriela Terryharbor, and now they managed 2 strike, as I knew they would, the New Year, even though, it is only a new year in the European/Asian continent side of the pwanet mister Fwudd. Today, big bad Dawnie the King found where hubby Chicky had hidden a few porno movies, and she is steaming like an out of control loco that is roaring down the mountainside, with busted breaks. There R many rules and regs in HER mighty MARHOUSE, no drinking, no sex, just all the smoking and swearing and fault finding and shouting U can get away with mixed in with some occasional domestic violent activity. This is not all dawn’s fault by the way, but U may disagree and blame the obvious physical and visible thing that your senses naturally would recognize and instantly perceive as the problem, that is fine. This is also Y Judas Iscariot is seen in the role of history quite ignorantly and wrongfully, and I do not care who and how much any of y’all may wish 2 disagree with me on this. If a remote control helicopter toy comes at me and takes my eye out, HO-HO-HO, CS/SC/ and John Pumataweelio is the one aiming and guiding it, I am not going 2 take my anger and aggressions out on the toy helo, BRO, my court papers will have the name J. Pumataweelio on them. U either get this simple thing or U don’t, BRA!!!!!!!!
On Christmas day this evil Lamist Briggbase Cult struck me hard with their covert and invisible weapon that made me very ill 4 a while. This is Y no blogging has been done. This is also Y their fixed and evil Dow Jones shot up this week, as it does every week, and will B over the 9K mark by weeks end, and ready to pass into the 5 digit right side even though it is the wrong side, and put an end 2 me and my last chance 2 survive this bunch of total dirt bags. When Chicky comes home from his job at the pizzeria tonight, holy hell will most likely go down here at the great 65 Middle, oh may the darn gods spare the mighty Queen Victoria, but not Callio, let her burn up in hell along with all of my 1970 gorgeous hair that she loved so much B4 turning on me 3 decades later and barfing into my face, when all I did was ask her 2 help me find Sarah. I sure do not need more monstrous family in laws pressing numbers and smacking my face into blood and broken teeth.
U know I have had it, and I know that no matter what I write and how fart out it appears 2 a readers covered up conscious mind, that acts and serves as sort of a protective barrier and covering so that we all can properly interact and function the way we R supposed 2 within the limited confines of the material world, or the STC, (Space-Time-Continuum). Deep down, far into the very core of your beingness, all of U know that all my words R the truth, and that I indeed must live awake and aware, on this tangible material physical plane, knowing CONSCIOUSLY what I know. I have asked everyone reading my story 2 go on thinking the way they do in direction, and just painting a picture of the 7 dimensions and hyperspace and uplines and downlines and entity existence phases, and so on, yet never helped a single soul crawl into a better way of relating to it, so now I will, just try meeting me a tenth of the freaking way. I have no reason 2B bull pitting any of U. Just pretend now that UR who UR, keep that, that is totally cool at this point today in the lesson, but U exist a little differently, U simply fantathink, a new Franklin word tonight combining thinking with fantasizing, and as U do this, things just mirror image become one and the same with this. U remember know other way that things ever were or could B, other than when U get bored or sleepy if we can just use these identifiable terms 4 right now, and have a fantathought about being in a realm where U cannot instantly create a sort of mystical energetic reality around U in a flash, and instead, UR a prisoner 2 a realm that does not operate at all like this. Now what I did was describe U in your real and true form, the entire thing, right down 2 all of your dream downs here in this phony human waking life. Every time U have the wrong quick fantathought about this other realm, boom, UR in it, but no longer can U boom your way out of it, it can only B exited from through this thing that is known as DEATH. U can have all sorts of these fantathought while in your true form, boom UR here and boom UR there, maybe in 1859 or 3296, or 2200 BC, or in this part of hyperspace or that part, all throughout the gargantuan 5th dimensional hyperspace. These thoughts have no time order, as they R thought while UR in a true timeless state where no connective-ness is part of any reality in the world of fantathought-interaction. So then what eventually makes each lifetime in all of the limitless universes appear 2 come together as though in and along a line of yesterdays and tomorrows, operating with strict physical laws? The answer is the 6th Dimension control system of THOUGHT, and its interaction with individual personality THOUGHT-TUNERS, or BRAINS. Now this is truth, and I know it. Also, I know it while in one of these particular trapped imprisonments, that is 2 say, the me in this here and now bull pit material world. So Y did this happen 2 me? Answer, I survived an amount of needed hell with a needed quantity of sanity. What is this amount? Well, it is more than if U could handle burning up in a fire and not ever dying, for about 100 straight hours, this is what I have been told 2 say, and I will not tell who told me 2 say it. If U make a quick guess, U can bet that U most likely have guessed it wrong, let me leave U there 4 now on that. Can I show a group of followers someday called MORIANS, how 2 do this 2 some degree, 2C the truth as clearly and totally as I do, without making U have an experience equivalent 2 burning up in fire for 100 straight hours without burning totally up? YES, I CAN! It will start someday with my establishing an organization called MORIANITY. Then it will take 40 or so dedicated officers that want 2 lead a larger following, 2 first experience the worm hole ride, and learn how 2 control it, create a vehicle around yourself inside of it much like U drive around ion your trucks and cars, and what the importance 2 all of this is. First, both the world of Einstein and scientists know the reality of the black and white space and the hole or tunnel connecting the two reverse polarized mirror images of the same selves, as well as the world of the mystics and the psychic researchers with the world wide accepted near death experience of passing through a TUNNEL, or WORMHOLE. First, UR in this tunnel without this created vehicle, when UR there and aware of it, as 2B otherwise would not B possible. Physically, U could not take the density crush of being anywhere near this tunnel or hole between universal polarity re-equalization's. So UR in this tunnel astrally or exploratronically, and all though this could B a book right here, it stops right now, there is other stuff that I need 2 say. U will instantly upon creating your surrounding-vehicle, C other vehicles both behind U as well as ahead of U in this tunnel. This tunnel will cling 2 your memory as checkerboards in 3 dimensions that R clear white and brown in color, and that bend in numerous semi-S shapes, some long, some short, and also that these other vehicles will all appear 2B coming right at U in a forward direction, while U will always feel as though UR driving your vehicle in reverse. This is the coolest thing in the world, I would not tell U this if I had not done it so many times over countless infinities, it can scare U the very first few times, but U will get used 2 it as U do it over and over. But the real point is that U can begin 2 do something that few know about, except 4 those quite close around the edges of distant 4-D points hyper-spherically. Some think of this as 6-D in-points at max-power. Simply put if it requires the average person 1 year 2 assemble a giant 3-D puzzle, those closer to the year out from the start of the project would B those nearest 2 completion. But I am moving into the topic called establishing stationary platforms, and this Technique is done only through a powerful almost wizardry science called intra-dreaming, where a person tries 2 awaken and finds as I did in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania, USAESMWG back in December of 1969, that I was merely raising myself 2 varying dreaming levels where the same dream is closer to consciousness, and from it originally began at its most deepest level away from consciousness, this is a powerful topic, and I will get on lots of new points later on at a new time and in a new year.
Well Roger that one, my birthday and Christmas, now New Years eve, all shot 2 hell, aren’t U just the biggest fucking scum bag in the world, SATAN???????? Scylla is mine, U will not have her, U can take things from me here bud, but not where it counts in dreamshift, where no space or time has any significance at all, ya creep.
GOOGLE/SWIS/KSWL/ Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!
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Saturday, December 27, 2008
THE POCONO MOUNTAINS FACTOR
“The Pocono Mountains Factor”
The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project From 1995
Datfile: 122708.713-----Begin Transmission:
Last night went OK at work nothing ever is spectacular when U work around a bunch of butt wipes. I got through it. WOMO gave me a mile bowl attack earlier during the Flyers game, but my DEEDEE HAWKS pounded these black and orange garbage pales into the ice five to one, despite a day of very nasty freaking aerial siege.
When I went 2 pick up some medication yesterday, I also stopped off at the Acme Food store as ice cream was on sale there 4 $3.14 per half gallon, and Breyers is hardly ever on sale anymore at any store. The days of $2 through two-ninety-nine a half gallon R almost gone now. When I went into the store, I left some of my blogger-tracts that show a finder how 2 get online and read about my nightmare plight, in some obvious 2C spots where I knew they would eventually B grabbed up and looked at. This is when on the way out after ringing up and paying 4 my 4 ice cream boxes, I was practically assaulted by an entire gang of giant sleazy girls right there at the door entrance 2 the store where the tracts were left. If this happened once or even every 4th time, or a few times a year out of say 40 times that I may do a little “shop-leaving”, as Dave and I used 2 call this advertising method back in the nineties, that would B one thing and the word coincidence could apply. But when a clockwork precision thing happens where EVERY SINGLE TIME that I do this counterstrike 2 WOMO-OTAMM-SCUM, I am then re-counter-struck and always right at the precise spot where I did what I did, none of U out there can possibly tell me that a rationally mind should then conclude that this is purely a happenstance event. This is one example of how I could prove 2 an army on my side of this nightmare fight someday, how real this is, and then they can follow them 2 their homes’ or destinations, and fight out exactly who they R and R in with, as long as my army or one of the army group has a legally licensed private detective’s license, making all of this a perfectly legitimate and legal activity, as is also a citizens arrest should that ever B needed 2B done as well. These puke heads think I am playing. Wait until I am on 10 or more good blogging sites and get a 5 digit readership, and eventually I get offers 2 indeed form this army, all legal, all above board. Would I print up my motive 2 do all of this if it were not legal, DUHH, buy a Hyundai time!!!!!!!! This is all coming. They thought 4 a solid year that I would B under the control and restraint of a library forever in my conducting my blogging project, but eventually, things moved from the planning stages into the operations stage. Simply read older past blogs, and just C the torment that I endured and suffered through B4 having my own private system in the privacy of my own room, it is all there on one or more of the 5 blogging books up on www.blogger.com/ even without the blue underscore on the word document game, I guess ass holes like Billy billionaire Gates have so little 2 do with their time, that this is all real funny 2 them, totally freaking pitiful Mister Adam Deedee Shift. This is no different, enough sites, enough blogs, enough exposure of my story out 2 the world, and eventually I’ll get a few takers willing 2 join this army, we fight legally, we fight honestly, and we fight with the same motive that anyone should B fighting 4, and that is correcting the injustices of the world, and mine is a g=huge ass doozie bug, BRO, and nothing comes in the materialistic world without a cost. We all over the 1st grade level know this perfectly well. The worst thing can happen is somebody rich as piss gets sued to their bottom penny and we all split up our army-jury-award with our attorney, he or she gets half, and then the army split’s the other half. I am not looking 4 fame or the money, but no one should B permitted 2 totally destroy and decimate the entire adult life of anyone in this country that is law abiding, and get away with it totally freaking unscathed. Some deep pockets R behind this viciousness, and they need 2B judgment ordered 2 make full restitution 2 me someday. There really is no price monetarily that any same person could put on this. I will gladly agree quietly with a generous and fair jury award.
U may wonder YUR reading now after all of so much other stuff, what I will B printing in this blog. That is your right 2 wonder, but I do have my perfectly legitimate personal methods 2 my madness, U can trust me, or U can go with Terry Harbor and her druggie fields and Saturn mob contracts, and think of both me and my story as the quintessential scatterbrain work in literature. U cannot do my story inb ordered and structured divided sections, split up in chronological and subject related orders, not when all of the subjects R known totally by the author 2 really in fact B all one same subject, and that time has no significance in truth, and this is my truth so worrying about starting on April the 9th and running it through June the 24th 14 years or 44 years later, would B absurd and the ultimate literary futility. Yes 44 years ago when late June rolls around next summer, will B the very first time that I made eye contact with Sarah, but so much is involved with this GODDESS, that attempting 2 put her into a time-box, would make the best efforts of Tolstoy and his modern predecessor Patterson, do absolutely no justice 2 my true nightmare 45 year old story. Something taught 2 me long ago by the disco diva, Donna summer, will remain with me forever. It is always the thing that U least expect 2 happen that gets around 2 happening quite frequently. She was referring 2 something musical and about some of her musical works and projects, but I took the exact message that she was trying 2 put across and merely moved it out of the realm of only-musical.
The churches of this world totally kill me and they always have. All along they had a 20th century human that was able 2 verify without any doubt at all, how real the words of the holy book R, and that indeed there not only IS a powerful supernatural realm, but that it chooses parts of the material realm 2 connect into, and play all manor and sort of various games with it, and none of it unlike in the opinions of Doctor Goldberg, means this human race one bit of good, a perfect example would B the character from Star Trek Next Generation, that was called “Q”. This character and many like him R so much more real than any of U out there would ever dare 2 imagine. The only difference in the fictional show is the necessary ingredient of exaggeration so as 2 make this the great show that it was, but tone down some of the flashy wow’s and wo’s and ooh’s and ahhh’s, and the reality is still right on the money, Hollywood exaggerates truths not believed in 4 two reasons: The first reason is 2 make it more entertaining by spicing up the action that normal reality would simply never keep up in pace, and the second reason is the creation of DISINFORMATION, simply put, this is the way 2 make all the things that those in the know about many super hushed up top secrets that try and voice them seriously 2 the public or anyone, as fact, can B instantly labeled a space cadet, and sent 2 psychiatrists so that their pre-invented and pre-created enicks and iteses and all of their many labels of mental illnesses that apply if patient X says this or patient Z says that, never mind that it may B the truth, U simply put, cannot win, not if the DSM-4 shrink-book says that if U say and believe such and such 2B reality, U R a banana case, forget it, U hear the words STRIKE-3 BY even get 2 come up 2 the plate and bat, UR set up 2 fail, or as my lovely sixties Chiffon's knew only so well, NO, U NEVER WIN, SO STOP TRYING!!!!!!!!!!! Does anything I tell U Blogaud even register at all in your dim 3 watt blinking bulbs????????
U may just have 2 grin and bare my bluntness, my tact 4 being more subtle is one of numerous adult traits that I never seemed 2 properly carry out of boyhood and into manhood, I tell it straight and loud, as did my great hero, General George Patton. Hopefully I will not scream and cry if Scylla throws her shoes at me, and refuses 2 wear her lovely brown with purplish highlighted hair up in curls, but there really is so darn much about 1986, and how it fits so many fantastic cosmic jigsaw pieces together in my life’s nightmare puzzle that when fully assembled is the picture of eternal hell. When I called Goddess Scylla a witch back in 1993 in my copyrighted song that I in prior blogs mistakenly called “113 More shiny Big Moons”, but is one of the songs on the project from 1983 sent from my rented home in Atco, NJUSAESMWG, Blue-Nunngan and all CIA/NSA, one of their code words 4 personal vehicle or automobile that year, they change these coded words annually, I know lots of their secrets, but aniwho MCMCAAONMC, but the title 2 this song eludes me right now, but the title 2 the collaborated work was called, “SAGA OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD”. Scylla liked it a lot less when I made an image object and Dave Roth and I took it after it was MSM-empowered, 2 LBI, NJUSAESMWG, and buried it in the sand. Instantly huge waves came from out of nowhere, and a gale force wind just instantly blew up, this all happened BRO, I’ll swear 2 All of this in any courtroom or 2 any grand jury under oath anytime and anywhere. The problem was that I had no idea as my present personality and in that present time illusion inside of myself, who Scylla really was, that she was the great ALL MIGHTY, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, and that Dave and I had just committed dual suicide while not even knowing it. Shortly after the chain incident in early December of 1969, OBB-JH and I went up 2 stay overnight at a small retreat he had rented at the Pocono Mountains where today they call this area Camel-back. All the way up there, I felt a huge power of some kind all around me, it was as though the empire State Building was falling down and I was attempting all by myself 2 keep it standing by pushing up against it. I knew nothing then of Robert McGuire, he did not tell me his name when he forced me 2 have sex with Paula King up in some building at the North Shore Inlet in Atlantic City, back the last July. I knew nothing of the names Mary Carter, Callio, Bassler, Perkowski, Tahren Gandhi, Kali, Kal Neringen, nor did I know the Quoddy mocker gang friends of my cuz Sandy from August 1967, such as lovely Nina Soifer, or giant gorgeous queen Paula King, I knew nothing about John King, the Martino family, Robert Rufalo the antique dealer and great friend of Sarah J. Karge, and on and on. I had convinced myself along with some Svengali help from McG’s lollypop medallion, that the first week of July was a bad dream, it never really happened, BULL KICK it never happened. It was about 0 degrees, I loved this cold and crisp air. I had my Flexible Flyer sled, and was racing down a huge hill that no one seemed 2 even B at all aware of or even know about, that is except 4 OBB-JH, or (Organizational Big-Brother-John Henningsen). He hollered loudly at me as I impulsively threw myself onto the sled and went down this wild hill through trees and all sorts of neat stuff that I needed 2 carefully steer through or get myself smashed 2 bit. All I could hear over a howling wind was NO, NO, MARK DON”T GO DOWN THAT HILL. All of a sudden, I was just as if I’d entered into one of those wild Christmas movies, because the sky was bright pink instantly, and it had been clear blue as a hypertext underscore. Then things grew darker and darker as I was moving faster and faster. Suddenly, I was convinced there had 2B an eclipse of the sun but then remembered that this was indeed going 2 take place in about 15 weeks give or take in middle March of seventy, I was into eclipses and had an entire solar and lunar schedule of them at home in my desk drawer. Then, it was grew nearly pitch dark and bright extra large stars came out almost winking at me. Then without warning of ant kind, instantly, I plunged right off of a cliff and was free-falling into the gods only know what and where. I was hanging onto my sled and laying face down 4 what seemed like just 2 ling 2B real, I should have hit bottom somewhere even if I had fallen off the tallest peak of Mount Everest, yet still there I was, continuing 2 fall, Then my sled began falling less and almost floating, until it actually landed, it freaking landed right at the mouth of a strange and beautiful looking cave. I stood up off of my sled and left it there, and entered into this cave. Instantly it was warm, 75 degrees would B my best guess, I took off my hat and gloves and heavy winter coat. I sat down and then almost instantly I began 2 hear this beautiful singing. A young girl was standing in front of me, perhaps 10 or so in age. She was adorable, and told me I was welcome at her home anytime and that I would remember this more after I would B dreaming it was the end of the century. Sure enough as 1999 did give way into 29-000 and beyond, I came 2 learn that this was somehow Krassleville, and that this magical hill and cave was some sort of a portal that connected the world of my adult life with that of the world of my childhood life. She said I could always come back in my dreams, and it would B more real than any waking experience. I know this happened and will never B talked out of it, NEVER!!!!!!!! However, John my BB was suddenly telling me if wee do not get an early start, we would lose the daylight as up here, the sun goes down very early on this side of the mountain. I stared at him. It seems that I was in bed and had not yet awakened after last night’s trip up here, and now was going to wake up and go sledding, “4-real”. I tried 2 brush off this wild experience, only U guessed it Twilight Zoners, I found the same hill, did the same thing, John yelled again, and it all happened all over again. And then again I awoke in my bed 2 John saying get up, we will lose the daylight if we do not get an early start, I beat him however 2 the next thing I knew he would say, and blurted out, “The sun goes down fast on this side of the mountain”. This went on about 5 or 6 times, I am not exaggerating, only finally, I had REALLY awakened, or did I, and there was no hill or magic cave, OR WAS THERE????????????
In closing out, MC says I must post this up 2 the world on my next blog, and this is my next blog. I am no longer permitted 2 make any mention of her parents or her cousins or what they R doing with me and or 2 me, on this material realm, or on the astral realm, on any more of my blogging texts. If I disobey and shellfish-out on her, she says I will BBBBB punished severely. Sorry, MC. IWALU. Then she went on ion my trance with her earlier today, and asked me how I’d like it if I went up on her site or message boards up on it and found her and her friends all talking about all of my family and what they did, all the bad things they did 2 her and her family on the island. I know I would B very ashamed, and hope she never does this, I am so very sorry, my beautiful TEEN GODDESS!!!!!
GOOGLE/YAHOO, SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, KS WORLD LABORATORIES, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael Mountainpen, ADEG-2008.
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The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version
The MILLIONTH-COUNCIL And Me
Morianity-Project From 1995
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Last night went OK at work nothing ever is spectacular when U work around a bunch of butt wipes. I got through it. WOMO gave me a mile bowl attack earlier during the Flyers game, but my DEEDEE HAWKS pounded these black and orange garbage pales into the ice five to one, despite a day of very nasty freaking aerial siege.
When I went 2 pick up some medication yesterday, I also stopped off at the Acme Food store as ice cream was on sale there 4 $3.14 per half gallon, and Breyers is hardly ever on sale anymore at any store. The days of $2 through two-ninety-nine a half gallon R almost gone now. When I went into the store, I left some of my blogger-tracts that show a finder how 2 get online and read about my nightmare plight, in some obvious 2C spots where I knew they would eventually B grabbed up and looked at. This is when on the way out after ringing up and paying 4 my 4 ice cream boxes, I was practically assaulted by an entire gang of giant sleazy girls right there at the door entrance 2 the store where the tracts were left. If this happened once or even every 4th time, or a few times a year out of say 40 times that I may do a little “shop-leaving”, as Dave and I used 2 call this advertising method back in the nineties, that would B one thing and the word coincidence could apply. But when a clockwork precision thing happens where EVERY SINGLE TIME that I do this counterstrike 2 WOMO-OTAMM-SCUM, I am then re-counter-struck and always right at the precise spot where I did what I did, none of U out there can possibly tell me that a rationally mind should then conclude that this is purely a happenstance event. This is one example of how I could prove 2 an army on my side of this nightmare fight someday, how real this is, and then they can follow them 2 their homes’ or destinations, and fight out exactly who they R and R in with, as long as my army or one of the army group has a legally licensed private detective’s license, making all of this a perfectly legitimate and legal activity, as is also a citizens arrest should that ever B needed 2B done as well. These puke heads think I am playing. Wait until I am on 10 or more good blogging sites and get a 5 digit readership, and eventually I get offers 2 indeed form this army, all legal, all above board. Would I print up my motive 2 do all of this if it were not legal, DUHH, buy a Hyundai time!!!!!!!! This is all coming. They thought 4 a solid year that I would B under the control and restraint of a library forever in my conducting my blogging project, but eventually, things moved from the planning stages into the operations stage. Simply read older past blogs, and just C the torment that I endured and suffered through B4 having my own private system in the privacy of my own room, it is all there on one or more of the 5 blogging books up on www.blogger.com/ even without the blue underscore on the word document game, I guess ass holes like Billy billionaire Gates have so little 2 do with their time, that this is all real funny 2 them, totally freaking pitiful Mister Adam Deedee Shift. This is no different, enough sites, enough blogs, enough exposure of my story out 2 the world, and eventually I’ll get a few takers willing 2 join this army, we fight legally, we fight honestly, and we fight with the same motive that anyone should B fighting 4, and that is correcting the injustices of the world, and mine is a g=huge ass doozie bug, BRO, and nothing comes in the materialistic world without a cost. We all over the 1st grade level know this perfectly well. The worst thing can happen is somebody rich as piss gets sued to their bottom penny and we all split up our army-jury-award with our attorney, he or she gets half, and then the army split’s the other half. I am not looking 4 fame or the money, but no one should B permitted 2 totally destroy and decimate the entire adult life of anyone in this country that is law abiding, and get away with it totally freaking unscathed. Some deep pockets R behind this viciousness, and they need 2B judgment ordered 2 make full restitution 2 me someday. There really is no price monetarily that any same person could put on this. I will gladly agree quietly with a generous and fair jury award.
U may wonder YUR reading now after all of so much other stuff, what I will B printing in this blog. That is your right 2 wonder, but I do have my perfectly legitimate personal methods 2 my madness, U can trust me, or U can go with Terry Harbor and her druggie fields and Saturn mob contracts, and think of both me and my story as the quintessential scatterbrain work in literature. U cannot do my story inb ordered and structured divided sections, split up in chronological and subject related orders, not when all of the subjects R known totally by the author 2 really in fact B all one same subject, and that time has no significance in truth, and this is my truth so worrying about starting on April the 9th and running it through June the 24th 14 years or 44 years later, would B absurd and the ultimate literary futility. Yes 44 years ago when late June rolls around next summer, will B the very first time that I made eye contact with Sarah, but so much is involved with this GODDESS, that attempting 2 put her into a time-box, would make the best efforts of Tolstoy and his modern predecessor Patterson, do absolutely no justice 2 my true nightmare 45 year old story. Something taught 2 me long ago by the disco diva, Donna summer, will remain with me forever. It is always the thing that U least expect 2 happen that gets around 2 happening quite frequently. She was referring 2 something musical and about some of her musical works and projects, but I took the exact message that she was trying 2 put across and merely moved it out of the realm of only-musical.
The churches of this world totally kill me and they always have. All along they had a 20th century human that was able 2 verify without any doubt at all, how real the words of the holy book R, and that indeed there not only IS a powerful supernatural realm, but that it chooses parts of the material realm 2 connect into, and play all manor and sort of various games with it, and none of it unlike in the opinions of Doctor Goldberg, means this human race one bit of good, a perfect example would B the character from Star Trek Next Generation, that was called “Q”. This character and many like him R so much more real than any of U out there would ever dare 2 imagine. The only difference in the fictional show is the necessary ingredient of exaggeration so as 2 make this the great show that it was, but tone down some of the flashy wow’s and wo’s and ooh’s and ahhh’s, and the reality is still right on the money, Hollywood exaggerates truths not believed in 4 two reasons: The first reason is 2 make it more entertaining by spicing up the action that normal reality would simply never keep up in pace, and the second reason is the creation of DISINFORMATION, simply put, this is the way 2 make all the things that those in the know about many super hushed up top secrets that try and voice them seriously 2 the public or anyone, as fact, can B instantly labeled a space cadet, and sent 2 psychiatrists so that their pre-invented and pre-created enicks and iteses and all of their many labels of mental illnesses that apply if patient X says this or patient Z says that, never mind that it may B the truth, U simply put, cannot win, not if the DSM-4 shrink-book says that if U say and believe such and such 2B reality, U R a banana case, forget it, U hear the words STRIKE-3 BY even get 2 come up 2 the plate and bat, UR set up 2 fail, or as my lovely sixties Chiffon's knew only so well, NO, U NEVER WIN, SO STOP TRYING!!!!!!!!!!! Does anything I tell U Blogaud even register at all in your dim 3 watt blinking bulbs????????
U may just have 2 grin and bare my bluntness, my tact 4 being more subtle is one of numerous adult traits that I never seemed 2 properly carry out of boyhood and into manhood, I tell it straight and loud, as did my great hero, General George Patton. Hopefully I will not scream and cry if Scylla throws her shoes at me, and refuses 2 wear her lovely brown with purplish highlighted hair up in curls, but there really is so darn much about 1986, and how it fits so many fantastic cosmic jigsaw pieces together in my life’s nightmare puzzle that when fully assembled is the picture of eternal hell. When I called Goddess Scylla a witch back in 1993 in my copyrighted song that I in prior blogs mistakenly called “113 More shiny Big Moons”, but is one of the songs on the project from 1983 sent from my rented home in Atco, NJUSAESMWG, Blue-Nunngan and all CIA/NSA, one of their code words 4 personal vehicle or automobile that year, they change these coded words annually, I know lots of their secrets, but aniwho MCMCAAONMC, but the title 2 this song eludes me right now, but the title 2 the collaborated work was called, “SAGA OF SONGWRITER MARK MUD”. Scylla liked it a lot less when I made an image object and Dave Roth and I took it after it was MSM-empowered, 2 LBI, NJUSAESMWG, and buried it in the sand. Instantly huge waves came from out of nowhere, and a gale force wind just instantly blew up, this all happened BRO, I’ll swear 2 All of this in any courtroom or 2 any grand jury under oath anytime and anywhere. The problem was that I had no idea as my present personality and in that present time illusion inside of myself, who Scylla really was, that she was the great ALL MIGHTY, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, and that Dave and I had just committed dual suicide while not even knowing it. Shortly after the chain incident in early December of 1969, OBB-JH and I went up 2 stay overnight at a small retreat he had rented at the Pocono Mountains where today they call this area Camel-back. All the way up there, I felt a huge power of some kind all around me, it was as though the empire State Building was falling down and I was attempting all by myself 2 keep it standing by pushing up against it. I knew nothing then of Robert McGuire, he did not tell me his name when he forced me 2 have sex with Paula King up in some building at the North Shore Inlet in Atlantic City, back the last July. I knew nothing of the names Mary Carter, Callio, Bassler, Perkowski, Tahren Gandhi, Kali, Kal Neringen, nor did I know the Quoddy mocker gang friends of my cuz Sandy from August 1967, such as lovely Nina Soifer, or giant gorgeous queen Paula King, I knew nothing about John King, the Martino family, Robert Rufalo the antique dealer and great friend of Sarah J. Karge, and on and on. I had convinced myself along with some Svengali help from McG’s lollypop medallion, that the first week of July was a bad dream, it never really happened, BULL KICK it never happened. It was about 0 degrees, I loved this cold and crisp air. I had my Flexible Flyer sled, and was racing down a huge hill that no one seemed 2 even B at all aware of or even know about, that is except 4 OBB-JH, or (Organizational Big-Brother-John Henningsen). He hollered loudly at me as I impulsively threw myself onto the sled and went down this wild hill through trees and all sorts of neat stuff that I needed 2 carefully steer through or get myself smashed 2 bit. All I could hear over a howling wind was NO, NO, MARK DON”T GO DOWN THAT HILL. All of a sudden, I was just as if I’d entered into one of those wild Christmas movies, because the sky was bright pink instantly, and it had been clear blue as a hypertext underscore. Then things grew darker and darker as I was moving faster and faster. Suddenly, I was convinced there had 2B an eclipse of the sun but then remembered that this was indeed going 2 take place in about 15 weeks give or take in middle March of seventy, I was into eclipses and had an entire solar and lunar schedule of them at home in my desk drawer. Then, it was grew nearly pitch dark and bright extra large stars came out almost winking at me. Then without warning of ant kind, instantly, I plunged right off of a cliff and was free-falling into the gods only know what and where. I was hanging onto my sled and laying face down 4 what seemed like just 2 ling 2B real, I should have hit bottom somewhere even if I had fallen off the tallest peak of Mount Everest, yet still there I was, continuing 2 fall, Then my sled began falling less and almost floating, until it actually landed, it freaking landed right at the mouth of a strange and beautiful looking cave. I stood up off of my sled and left it there, and entered into this cave. Instantly it was warm, 75 degrees would B my best guess, I took off my hat and gloves and heavy winter coat. I sat down and then almost instantly I began 2 hear this beautiful singing. A young girl was standing in front of me, perhaps 10 or so in age. She was adorable, and told me I was welcome at her home anytime and that I would remember this more after I would B dreaming it was the end of the century. Sure enough as 1999 did give way into 29-000 and beyond, I came 2 learn that this was somehow Krassleville, and that this magical hill and cave was some sort of a portal that connected the world of my adult life with that of the world of my childhood life. She said I could always come back in my dreams, and it would B more real than any waking experience. I know this happened and will never B talked out of it, NEVER!!!!!!!! However, John my BB was suddenly telling me if wee do not get an early start, we would lose the daylight as up here, the sun goes down very early on this side of the mountain. I stared at him. It seems that I was in bed and had not yet awakened after last night’s trip up here, and now was going to wake up and go sledding, “4-real”. I tried 2 brush off this wild experience, only U guessed it Twilight Zoners, I found the same hill, did the same thing, John yelled again, and it all happened all over again. And then again I awoke in my bed 2 John saying get up, we will lose the daylight if we do not get an early start, I beat him however 2 the next thing I knew he would say, and blurted out, “The sun goes down fast on this side of the mountain”. This went on about 5 or 6 times, I am not exaggerating, only finally, I had REALLY awakened, or did I, and there was no hill or magic cave, OR WAS THERE????????????
In closing out, MC says I must post this up 2 the world on my next blog, and this is my next blog. I am no longer permitted 2 make any mention of her parents or her cousins or what they R doing with me and or 2 me, on this material realm, or on the astral realm, on any more of my blogging texts. If I disobey and shellfish-out on her, she says I will BBBBB punished severely. Sorry, MC. IWALU. Then she went on ion my trance with her earlier today, and asked me how I’d like it if I went up on her site or message boards up on it and found her and her friends all talking about all of my family and what they did, all the bad things they did 2 her and her family on the island. I know I would B very ashamed, and hope she never does this, I am so very sorry, my beautiful TEEN GODDESS!!!!!
GOOGLE/YAHOO, SATELLITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, KS WORLD LABORATORIES, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael Mountainpen, ADEG-2008.
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Friday, December 26, 2008
THANX-2-GIVENS SIEGE IS ALIVE AND WELL AS ALWAYS IN OH-EIGHT
“Thanx-2-Givens Siege is alive and well as
always, in oh-eight”
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
ALL OTHER LISTED SUBTITLES ON BLOG BOOK 5 APPLY ALSO:
DATE AND TIME FILE: 122608.595.55555555555555555555
Yar ye ol’ Granny, I now starteth up me tranny there maitee:
All day long, vicious chemtrailing is all over Atlantic and Camden counties, and anywhere else where I would happen 2 go or B. Here is the updated sitch now 4 Kim Disney and all others. Ann Silva and Dawn and myself went on some moUrning errands, and the sky attack is brutal, have seen worse, but rated middle teens on a scale from 1-20, with 20 right up there at the worst death siege possible. The only 3 reasons 4 these diseased snake-cum lickers had 4 not persecuting me Christmas Day itself R as follows: 1) THEY all ready poisoned me with a monstrous evil and horrendous mouth abscess starting just early into Christmas afternoon, right around the same time that THEY have killed both me at my job in oh-five, and my mom at her Somerdale home in ‘97. Y Christmas and holidays is such a THINMG with THESE DISEASED TRUCKING FAST TURDS will never B known or really clear 2 my extremely limited understanding. 2) The Marhouse was loaded with company, the friends and family of my imprisoning and captive holders, a synonymous word with company and lots of it is LOTS OF WINESSES, THEY-WOMO-TAWF, do not like witnesses. They like dark quiet secret wet-work-covert operations, and most of U know this and need me like a hole in the skull 2 inform U regarding this reality, unless UR a charter dues paying member of the NAÏVE-NINNY CLUB of the PLANET, the NNCP as I will term this on future BT. 3) Finally and worst of all, I was beside myself with sadness and anger, that my love for the ALL MIGHTY, was planned 2B used against me by BRIGGBASE CULTISTS, against me. Shoot, an engine named Allison, if this is not the ultimate 27/12 kick in my groin, then lovely MC can just go right ahead and throw a room full of her expensive shoes at me until I have been completely, fully, and holy-(wholly) biblically shooed, horses and me and troughs with water buckets baptizing me, oh well, they stoned U back in the “OTHER HARRAH” EVIL EMPIRE, as was written in Mosaic Law!!!!!!! With me, she is sending me an obvious message, keep shell fishing and get shooed. Well I talk about Sarah Krassle the All-Mighty Scylla Goddess on my 1995 Morianity Bible tapes, and in the very first few chapters of the very first book, I said and remember this like yesterday, I may have only heard her say 2 sentences 2 me, but I knew that SHE KNEW ME, well reverse and invert the Gawky Gaukauk phonetics around just a little bit, and we end up quite effortlessly with “NEE SHOED ME”, someday I must buy a horse and name it NEE!!!!!!!!!! Right BR!!!!
Giant girls R swarming around everywhere, six foot plussers in sneakers and flat shoes, like an out of control ugly hive of killer bees. They R nasty and hostile, and they intentionally get in my way and taunt me 2 do something about it. Keep it up and I will aim a freimeter-signaler from inside my jersey-sweater at U and U will wonder YU go home and RT in extreme pain for 48 hours. This weapon is from the 2130’s, and looks every bit as innocent as any cigarette lighter, but it is anything but, so keep right on trucking with me bitches. Dave and I were stopped 4 no good reason by many a team of policemen in cruisers back in the 1986-1999 time range, and I had this gadget and about 5 other nice little James Bond gadgets, and all they knew is that we had lighters and Kleenex tissue boxes, and so forth. U pricks out here only think U wanna B messing with me, I am not exactly an ordinary citizen, just in case this fact has gotten by some of U, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just keep right on freaking playing with me BR, just do it, FCC-McDowell Dick in the mouthers!!!!!!!! How all my past friends could have all turned against me like this is only explainable in books that were nearly totally banned such as ORWELLS 1984, and also in so-called fictional shows made back in the fifties and sixties of the 20th century, the original black and white TWILIGHT ZONE, and OUTER LIMITS shows, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How CALLIOTAMM WOMO FILTH can live inside this bag of THEIR own perpetual evil and slime is so far beyond my limited grasp and comprehension.
How did some of this begin my Blogaud or some of it is begging 4 me 2 tell them, regarding my seeming ability 2 defy on some level, motion and gravity? Well, first, this is all honesty, no lies and no bull kicks. I do not ever DEFY anything. The ability not 2 DEFY, but 2 WORK more efficiently WITH any part of established Lawtronics, or what man and his/her science of today may call, PHYSICAL LAWS or LAWS OF PHYSICS, is the key 2 harnessing tools and technologies that advance mankind and scientific things in general, yes, working with, and not defying physical laws is the total key 2 all of it. I detest the 2 words that I hear so often, DEFY GRAVITY. U can not ever DEFY LAWTRONICS. Rocket science 4 one example is not a bunch of dudes and duddesses in labs with their fists shaking at the skies and jumping into the air and screaming that they will reach the skies or else, not on your life, BRO!!!!!! U learn 2 more efficiently operate and interact WITH Lawtronics, U never try and fight it. My hell started after a double murder-suicide happened up in Braintree, Massachusetts, USAESMWG occurred, and it was about 17 years later that I knew that I could move through the air and the water no matter how much the so called LAWTRONICS seemingly said that I could not, at the age of 20. This will B touched on later much more, and I will respond 2 the comments and inquiries about am I willing 1 demonstrate and prove that I can fly like Superman, and all this sort of BULL KICK!!!!!!!! Whatever happens, please do not throw me off of U NEE, another astral name 4U is STAY, as on the Astral Plane Nee and STAY sounds R identical, no difference exists between them, such as in the biblically referenced passages of the male equivalent 2 the LORD-ESS or SAR-AH, NEECY JEHOVAH, or Stacey. This is her beautiful name, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, this is the exact name of the upline girl in her upline closed infinity world beyond ours. I many times just shorten this 2 the simple “SSJKK”. Yes Karen, they need rote, I’ll give them rote, even I need rote. KRASSLE and ATLANTIC also R the exact same words on the (ASTRAL-PLANE), or in the ‘spiritual world’ if U prefer this diction. At age 20 I was trying 2 escape this gang of 4 or 5 teenaged girls that were messing with me that day in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, and literally, found that I could float down the ladder, I expected 2 come down hard and painfully. It was later on around the end of summer while working as a landscaper 4 a real drug case owner-entrepreneur by the name of Kenny who I went on later 2 run into 11 years later while guarding the American Honda plant on Gaither Drive, in Mount Laurel, New Jersey, USAESMWG, but this is topic 4 a new and major other discussion at a later date and time. As U know, I have the strength of a small child, and while landscaping with this butt wipe Kenny Dude, I quickly came 2 learn that I needed help from a great big beautiful girl who also was employed with Kenny, named Sue, standing about five feet nine inches in height and weighing around 150 pounds of lean toned well defined rock hard solid muscle, 2 get my heavy lawnmower off and then back onto the company pick up truck. She picked up these 90 plus pound machines with the ease of a summers breeze, with one hand while using her other 2 put her long lovely hair into place after swinging her head to dangle it behind her. One afternoon in Haddonfield, Sue and I were told 2 go with a drummer in Philadelphia by the name of Frank, and meet the boss at an address where he wanted us 2 take 70 pound boxes of roof shingles up to a large flat roof on a stately gargantuan sized home off of Warwick road in Haddonfield. Sue saw that I could not life these boxes one inch off of the ground. She smiled and told me that she would do it and that I could do her a favor later on. I marveled at her beauty and her power, she was running up the ladder about 25 feet high with one pack over each shoulder, totaling 140 pounds, and winking at me standing on the ground drooling at her, each time she would come down in her very tight red and yellow shorts and quite suggestive top wear. Her knockers were like those round semi watermelons, just don’t go there. I am breathing hard just typing this in. The full count was 100 boxes, and we were getting a 40 dollar bonus 4 doing this heavy work out in a very hot late August sun. Frank was able 2 carry these shingle boxes up one at a time, and was panting and breathing like a smoker running up a tall hill. Sue did most of the work, and finally the boss came by as it was finished, and we were packing up some tools, and Frank got in the bosses truck, and off went Kenny and big-rocker Frank as we all called this drummer dude. Long story short, I went up 2 the 25 foot large flat roof and asked Sue if I could repay her by doing an extra lawn or 2 the next day and she could pretend 2 come in and then just go home until late morning, and the boss would never know the difference. She giggled at me and said that the favor she wants has nothing 2 do with work, and she no sooner said this, when she grabbed me hard with her powerful gorgeously tight body and started kissing me passionately. I got scared, and ran literally ran right off of the roof and instead of falling, I should have tried out 4 the part years later in that movie called, THE BOY WHO COUL FLY. I literally FLEW HOME, a trip from Haddonfield to Lindenwold, 2 or 3 miles, and I could not believe it as I was darting through the air as though I was a 3 year old with his head and arms stuck out of a fast moving automobile window. I knew I was moving at one hell of a clip, as I was matching the speed of traffic. I was home in about 3 minutes or less, and the 2nd part of the trip, I climbed up higher and began moving faster by simply thinking FASTYER 2 myself. Then I saw my apartment, and came right down in a wooded area behind it where no one could have ever seen this and landed softly, and walked inside. I called the boss and left a message with his mom who answered the phone that simply said my name and to please tell him I quit, and he can keep my last 3 days pay, I’m done. Y would I tell the rock-concert story in my 1994 book called “The Permission Barrier”, unless this all were true right now that I am telling and admitting 2 U all? More about this and how I escaped 2 other people, a guy and another giant goddess, in the following year at age 21, will all get told on another soon 2 follow blog. This is all obviously Y THEY follow and mess with me all the time. NASA can suck my dick and go 2 hell, and so can their MCDONNELL DOUGLASS MURDERING 1988 TRUCK DRIVER, MISTER JACKSON. Ask Judge Scattergood of Florence Township, NJUSAESMWG if U need verification 4 a BCO. BRA!!!!!!!!!!
Now 4 the freaking good news or GOSPEL 4 this horrendous day. The Verizon telephone man was here just as we all were coming back from the errands of this day. He told me major things, and I told him some as well. He is working with me big time, and unless THEY offer him a billion dollars, he realizes that 50% of a gigantic jury award is his, so he is working with me huge hyper time and that is all that I am free 2 safely say, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
No matter what happens with all of this Mariah, I will love U until THEY murder me forever, and this is not something they can do, so remember this please and always TEEN-QUEEN, Goddess Scylla, IWALU-990-990-990-990-990-990-990!!!!
Google and SWIS, and KSWL, etcetera, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeee, and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!! Copyright Michael Mountainpen-ADEG-2008.
End Transmission:
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND ME
ALL OTHER LISTED SUBTITLES ON BLOG BOOK 5 APPLY ALSO:
DATE AND TIME FILE: 122608.595.55555555555555555555
Yar ye ol’ Granny, I now starteth up me tranny there maitee:
All day long, vicious chemtrailing is all over Atlantic and Camden counties, and anywhere else where I would happen 2 go or B. Here is the updated sitch now 4 Kim Disney and all others. Ann Silva and Dawn and myself went on some moUrning errands, and the sky attack is brutal, have seen worse, but rated middle teens on a scale from 1-20, with 20 right up there at the worst death siege possible. The only 3 reasons 4 these diseased snake-cum lickers had 4 not persecuting me Christmas Day itself R as follows: 1) THEY all ready poisoned me with a monstrous evil and horrendous mouth abscess starting just early into Christmas afternoon, right around the same time that THEY have killed both me at my job in oh-five, and my mom at her Somerdale home in ‘97. Y Christmas and holidays is such a THINMG with THESE DISEASED TRUCKING FAST TURDS will never B known or really clear 2 my extremely limited understanding. 2) The Marhouse was loaded with company, the friends and family of my imprisoning and captive holders, a synonymous word with company and lots of it is LOTS OF WINESSES, THEY-WOMO-TAWF, do not like witnesses. They like dark quiet secret wet-work-covert operations, and most of U know this and need me like a hole in the skull 2 inform U regarding this reality, unless UR a charter dues paying member of the NAÏVE-NINNY CLUB of the PLANET, the NNCP as I will term this on future BT. 3) Finally and worst of all, I was beside myself with sadness and anger, that my love for the ALL MIGHTY, was planned 2B used against me by BRIGGBASE CULTISTS, against me. Shoot, an engine named Allison, if this is not the ultimate 27/12 kick in my groin, then lovely MC can just go right ahead and throw a room full of her expensive shoes at me until I have been completely, fully, and holy-(wholly) biblically shooed, horses and me and troughs with water buckets baptizing me, oh well, they stoned U back in the “OTHER HARRAH” EVIL EMPIRE, as was written in Mosaic Law!!!!!!! With me, she is sending me an obvious message, keep shell fishing and get shooed. Well I talk about Sarah Krassle the All-Mighty Scylla Goddess on my 1995 Morianity Bible tapes, and in the very first few chapters of the very first book, I said and remember this like yesterday, I may have only heard her say 2 sentences 2 me, but I knew that SHE KNEW ME, well reverse and invert the Gawky Gaukauk phonetics around just a little bit, and we end up quite effortlessly with “NEE SHOED ME”, someday I must buy a horse and name it NEE!!!!!!!!!! Right BR!!!!
Giant girls R swarming around everywhere, six foot plussers in sneakers and flat shoes, like an out of control ugly hive of killer bees. They R nasty and hostile, and they intentionally get in my way and taunt me 2 do something about it. Keep it up and I will aim a freimeter-signaler from inside my jersey-sweater at U and U will wonder YU go home and RT in extreme pain for 48 hours. This weapon is from the 2130’s, and looks every bit as innocent as any cigarette lighter, but it is anything but, so keep right on trucking with me bitches. Dave and I were stopped 4 no good reason by many a team of policemen in cruisers back in the 1986-1999 time range, and I had this gadget and about 5 other nice little James Bond gadgets, and all they knew is that we had lighters and Kleenex tissue boxes, and so forth. U pricks out here only think U wanna B messing with me, I am not exactly an ordinary citizen, just in case this fact has gotten by some of U, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just keep right on freaking playing with me BR, just do it, FCC-McDowell Dick in the mouthers!!!!!!!! How all my past friends could have all turned against me like this is only explainable in books that were nearly totally banned such as ORWELLS 1984, and also in so-called fictional shows made back in the fifties and sixties of the 20th century, the original black and white TWILIGHT ZONE, and OUTER LIMITS shows, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How CALLIOTAMM WOMO FILTH can live inside this bag of THEIR own perpetual evil and slime is so far beyond my limited grasp and comprehension.
How did some of this begin my Blogaud or some of it is begging 4 me 2 tell them, regarding my seeming ability 2 defy on some level, motion and gravity? Well, first, this is all honesty, no lies and no bull kicks. I do not ever DEFY anything. The ability not 2 DEFY, but 2 WORK more efficiently WITH any part of established Lawtronics, or what man and his/her science of today may call, PHYSICAL LAWS or LAWS OF PHYSICS, is the key 2 harnessing tools and technologies that advance mankind and scientific things in general, yes, working with, and not defying physical laws is the total key 2 all of it. I detest the 2 words that I hear so often, DEFY GRAVITY. U can not ever DEFY LAWTRONICS. Rocket science 4 one example is not a bunch of dudes and duddesses in labs with their fists shaking at the skies and jumping into the air and screaming that they will reach the skies or else, not on your life, BRO!!!!!! U learn 2 more efficiently operate and interact WITH Lawtronics, U never try and fight it. My hell started after a double murder-suicide happened up in Braintree, Massachusetts, USAESMWG occurred, and it was about 17 years later that I knew that I could move through the air and the water no matter how much the so called LAWTRONICS seemingly said that I could not, at the age of 20. This will B touched on later much more, and I will respond 2 the comments and inquiries about am I willing 1 demonstrate and prove that I can fly like Superman, and all this sort of BULL KICK!!!!!!!! Whatever happens, please do not throw me off of U NEE, another astral name 4U is STAY, as on the Astral Plane Nee and STAY sounds R identical, no difference exists between them, such as in the biblically referenced passages of the male equivalent 2 the LORD-ESS or SAR-AH, NEECY JEHOVAH, or Stacey. This is her beautiful name, SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, this is the exact name of the upline girl in her upline closed infinity world beyond ours. I many times just shorten this 2 the simple “SSJKK”. Yes Karen, they need rote, I’ll give them rote, even I need rote. KRASSLE and ATLANTIC also R the exact same words on the (ASTRAL-PLANE), or in the ‘spiritual world’ if U prefer this diction. At age 20 I was trying 2 escape this gang of 4 or 5 teenaged girls that were messing with me that day in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, and literally, found that I could float down the ladder, I expected 2 come down hard and painfully. It was later on around the end of summer while working as a landscaper 4 a real drug case owner-entrepreneur by the name of Kenny who I went on later 2 run into 11 years later while guarding the American Honda plant on Gaither Drive, in Mount Laurel, New Jersey, USAESMWG, but this is topic 4 a new and major other discussion at a later date and time. As U know, I have the strength of a small child, and while landscaping with this butt wipe Kenny Dude, I quickly came 2 learn that I needed help from a great big beautiful girl who also was employed with Kenny, named Sue, standing about five feet nine inches in height and weighing around 150 pounds of lean toned well defined rock hard solid muscle, 2 get my heavy lawnmower off and then back onto the company pick up truck. She picked up these 90 plus pound machines with the ease of a summers breeze, with one hand while using her other 2 put her long lovely hair into place after swinging her head to dangle it behind her. One afternoon in Haddonfield, Sue and I were told 2 go with a drummer in Philadelphia by the name of Frank, and meet the boss at an address where he wanted us 2 take 70 pound boxes of roof shingles up to a large flat roof on a stately gargantuan sized home off of Warwick road in Haddonfield. Sue saw that I could not life these boxes one inch off of the ground. She smiled and told me that she would do it and that I could do her a favor later on. I marveled at her beauty and her power, she was running up the ladder about 25 feet high with one pack over each shoulder, totaling 140 pounds, and winking at me standing on the ground drooling at her, each time she would come down in her very tight red and yellow shorts and quite suggestive top wear. Her knockers were like those round semi watermelons, just don’t go there. I am breathing hard just typing this in. The full count was 100 boxes, and we were getting a 40 dollar bonus 4 doing this heavy work out in a very hot late August sun. Frank was able 2 carry these shingle boxes up one at a time, and was panting and breathing like a smoker running up a tall hill. Sue did most of the work, and finally the boss came by as it was finished, and we were packing up some tools, and Frank got in the bosses truck, and off went Kenny and big-rocker Frank as we all called this drummer dude. Long story short, I went up 2 the 25 foot large flat roof and asked Sue if I could repay her by doing an extra lawn or 2 the next day and she could pretend 2 come in and then just go home until late morning, and the boss would never know the difference. She giggled at me and said that the favor she wants has nothing 2 do with work, and she no sooner said this, when she grabbed me hard with her powerful gorgeously tight body and started kissing me passionately. I got scared, and ran literally ran right off of the roof and instead of falling, I should have tried out 4 the part years later in that movie called, THE BOY WHO COUL FLY. I literally FLEW HOME, a trip from Haddonfield to Lindenwold, 2 or 3 miles, and I could not believe it as I was darting through the air as though I was a 3 year old with his head and arms stuck out of a fast moving automobile window. I knew I was moving at one hell of a clip, as I was matching the speed of traffic. I was home in about 3 minutes or less, and the 2nd part of the trip, I climbed up higher and began moving faster by simply thinking FASTYER 2 myself. Then I saw my apartment, and came right down in a wooded area behind it where no one could have ever seen this and landed softly, and walked inside. I called the boss and left a message with his mom who answered the phone that simply said my name and to please tell him I quit, and he can keep my last 3 days pay, I’m done. Y would I tell the rock-concert story in my 1994 book called “The Permission Barrier”, unless this all were true right now that I am telling and admitting 2 U all? More about this and how I escaped 2 other people, a guy and another giant goddess, in the following year at age 21, will all get told on another soon 2 follow blog. This is all obviously Y THEY follow and mess with me all the time. NASA can suck my dick and go 2 hell, and so can their MCDONNELL DOUGLASS MURDERING 1988 TRUCK DRIVER, MISTER JACKSON. Ask Judge Scattergood of Florence Township, NJUSAESMWG if U need verification 4 a BCO. BRA!!!!!!!!!!
Now 4 the freaking good news or GOSPEL 4 this horrendous day. The Verizon telephone man was here just as we all were coming back from the errands of this day. He told me major things, and I told him some as well. He is working with me big time, and unless THEY offer him a billion dollars, he realizes that 50% of a gigantic jury award is his, so he is working with me huge hyper time and that is all that I am free 2 safely say, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
No matter what happens with all of this Mariah, I will love U until THEY murder me forever, and this is not something they can do, so remember this please and always TEEN-QUEEN, Goddess Scylla, IWALU-990-990-990-990-990-990-990!!!!
Google and SWIS, and KSWL, etcetera, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeee, and blummmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!! Copyright Michael Mountainpen-ADEG-2008.
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CHRISTMANS HELL OF OH-EIGHT, SOSO-WEIN
“CHRISTRMAS HELL OF OH-EIGHT, SOSO-WEIN”
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Here is what this sleazy filth has done 2 me 2 totally wipe out another Christmas 4 me, but then I am totally used 2 this, nothing new at all. First, I am under major death aerial siege, nasty private CIUA/NSA jobs all around me, the sky is filled with poisonous Chemtrails, 4 more info on the subject of CHEMTRAILS, GOOGLE this up, or start with these 2 great sites and work your way into the subject and topic, www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/. If people would just notice how the areas that I live in always get this attack when a FLYERS game is played or when they R in a pattern of not losing 2 straight games, especially on the next game played day after a prior losing game, as well as when critical moves R made in the markets in NYNY, Frankie Public-piss, and just record with a GPS system on your personal home weather station if U create a real good one, and then watch and observe and record, and then go to the BBC business channel with Paul Kangus at 7PM Eastern time, channel 12 in the Philadelphia viewing area, and C how the times I am put through this hell, the major moves and directions R always without exception tied directly into these persecutions, thus illegally forever price-FIXING the markets 2 endlessly move UP-UP-UP-UP!!!!!!!
On top of this hell today, they first ruined my holiday as they always do by making me realize that NASA has been so interested in my ability 2 self propel, they planned an unspeakable REMOTE VIEWING PROJECT AND EXPERIMENT with me, involving the family of one of their sub-contractor firms and its employee, not the cola. Then 2 further add a ton of sea salt into the open sore wounds, they struck me with a major tooth abscess around just pass noon yesterday on
Christmas Day, it is very painful, and my jaw looks like I went a few rounds with Lewis, Tyson, and bee stinging butterfly, not 2 mention Balboa and all the Brigger boxers as well. Remember last summer when I told U how THEY pulled off another major day-wrecker with the magical TOOTHACHE-MAJOR button turned in the direction of Dawn the King, and Paula’s distant cuz, and how the day was a nightmare? They can shoot a sonic death blow into your telephone that causes many monstrous things 2 happen inside your head and body, a top guarded National Security Ollie North/Fawn Hall Crack cocaine weekend party, family secret!!!!!!!! They have many more and that U CAN believe BRO!!!!! They can do things 2 their enemies with phones, with paint, and this is all Y my dad’s park-pal Al and his mighty formula fit so well here, the cola man not withstanding nor his mighty top singer or SCYLLA DAUGHTER.
These TAWF slime and how they can look into mirrors and not nauseate is the real formula, forget E = MC squared, BR.
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Here is what this sleazy filth has done 2 me 2 totally wipe out another Christmas 4 me, but then I am totally used 2 this, nothing new at all. First, I am under major death aerial siege, nasty private CIUA/NSA jobs all around me, the sky is filled with poisonous Chemtrails, 4 more info on the subject of CHEMTRAILS, GOOGLE this up, or start with these 2 great sites and work your way into the subject and topic, www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/. If people would just notice how the areas that I live in always get this attack when a FLYERS game is played or when they R in a pattern of not losing 2 straight games, especially on the next game played day after a prior losing game, as well as when critical moves R made in the markets in NYNY, Frankie Public-piss, and just record with a GPS system on your personal home weather station if U create a real good one, and then watch and observe and record, and then go to the BBC business channel with Paul Kangus at 7PM Eastern time, channel 12 in the Philadelphia viewing area, and C how the times I am put through this hell, the major moves and directions R always without exception tied directly into these persecutions, thus illegally forever price-FIXING the markets 2 endlessly move UP-UP-UP-UP!!!!!!!
On top of this hell today, they first ruined my holiday as they always do by making me realize that NASA has been so interested in my ability 2 self propel, they planned an unspeakable REMOTE VIEWING PROJECT AND EXPERIMENT with me, involving the family of one of their sub-contractor firms and its employee, not the cola. Then 2 further add a ton of sea salt into the open sore wounds, they struck me with a major tooth abscess around just pass noon yesterday on
Christmas Day, it is very painful, and my jaw looks like I went a few rounds with Lewis, Tyson, and bee stinging butterfly, not 2 mention Balboa and all the Brigger boxers as well. Remember last summer when I told U how THEY pulled off another major day-wrecker with the magical TOOTHACHE-MAJOR button turned in the direction of Dawn the King, and Paula’s distant cuz, and how the day was a nightmare? They can shoot a sonic death blow into your telephone that causes many monstrous things 2 happen inside your head and body, a top guarded National Security Ollie North/Fawn Hall Crack cocaine weekend party, family secret!!!!!!!! They have many more and that U CAN believe BRO!!!!! They can do things 2 their enemies with phones, with paint, and this is all Y my dad’s park-pal Al and his mighty formula fit so well here, the cola man not withstanding nor his mighty top singer or SCYLLA DAUGHTER.
These TAWF slime and how they can look into mirrors and not nauseate is the real formula, forget E = MC squared, BR.
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NO WONDER MORIANITY BEGAN IN 1995
“No Wonder Morianity Began In 1995”
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Roger that 1995, yes, I did what U told me 2 do. I shut up until two in the afternoon on Christmas Eve Day, and opened 4 sealed manila envelopes all wrapped up together in one package from 60 days ago. Each one had a date on it that I was supposed 2 open it up on, one by one, and I followed his instructions. He said if I want his help, he needed my cooperation, and that I must learn, as in the military, 2 follow exact orders, fine, so I did. Patterson, King, Spielberg, Geffen, all of U, move over, just move over, U well never make up MY LIFE, or anything even close 2 it. I have been in my room crying like a stupid child, 4 the past 15 minutes. I just opened the final large package of the 4 dated at 12/24/2008-2PM. This is the one that wrecked my Christmas, I feel like publishing every word from him on all 4 packages, but I gave my word 2 him at the Cigar store where we met that day last autumn, that he would help show me some of the things that R destroying my peace of mind and my life, but that in return, I must giver my word of honor not 2 say things that he says not 2. I have nothing in this life and I do not live 4 material things so really quite frankly my dear Clark Gable Ret Butler, I do not give a ninth dimensional damn, but one thing that the winds will not B ever able 2 blow away from me pal, and that is the one thing that I really do own and possess, and can only choose 2 lose it, as it cannot B stolen, removed, nor taken, and this is MY WORD. Thank U4 making my birthday and Christmas as usual, a total nightmare hell. I would have been better off never knowing the truth, Herby told me it is not the answer or the way 2 make Sarah Krassle care about me the way I want and need her to do in the waking human world, Herby, UR a god, U knew all along, it is as U said it originally art Everett Simpson’s Auto shop in Magnolia, New Jersey, USAESMWG, the blind leading the blind, U said it freaking all, pal!!!!!!!!
1995, the ALL MIGHTY {H-A-D-D-O-N-W-O-O-D}, things that stare a person right in the face, and how ewe all choose when we need 2 for the sake of our sanity and mental and emotional survival and stability, choose freely with open willful intent, 2 totally just IGNORE. Then I go on tirades where I scream out how fantastically enlightened I am, WHAT A CROCK. I play the same little games with myself that all the rest of U out there do, maybe not with others, but with the one that at least should most matter, ME, thus and hence, I AM my own WORST ENEMY, as I more than any of U, TOTALLY know better than 2 engage in that extremely unproductive and utterly destructive behavior.
So U all know the ladder story regarding the day that I was applying 4 the job of assistant cook in a in Haddonfield, New Jersey restaurant right on KINGS HIGHWAY, Paula, back around 1975 or so, just around the same basic time that I got the crackers crunched out of me by those 2 Atlantic City lifeguard mascots. In contrast I’ve come 2 learn that this ‘beat-up, Danny Ocean Faker-11‘, was really in contrast, a 3 hour gentle rub by 5 babes from Sweden in a private Jacuzzi, next 2 what was destined 2 occur with me about 2 dozen years in the future, almost 2 the moment. H-A-D-D-O-N-W-O-O-D---1-9-9-5, Mister Gerard Styles of Dark Shadow, Desert Shield, Desert Storm, deep-slit, Donna Summer and her lovely ear pounding DiSco, and on and on with coded history markers of my hell with Aunt Geraldine Snow and her lovely friend the Shaw of Iran, as well as Y this all came 2 pass, planned from literally THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. !!!!!!!!!!!!! If U think this whittle bwog Elmer Fwudd is gonna even slit out a shiver of ice that sunk the big boat in April of twelve, stink again BR!!!!!!! “Sarah Krassle my beautiful love, I’ll sing just how much I love U. The stars, the trees, the sound of the winds will sing how U love me 2. And if U ever go away my love, I won’t know what 2 do. As all of the stars in the skies cannot shine without U. Life is a ride I cannot go on if you’re not by my side. The wheels fall off, the carriage drops, and ends my blissful stride. Oh lovely Sarah, don’t go away, no, no, do not go away and leave me alone on this cold and treacherous day“. I wrote this waltz along with my friend Johann Strauss a long time ago, long B4 as Mountainpen, I created this stupid nightmare 4 myself here. The copyright office has this waltz, it was recorded on a little karaoke machine, and I did not even sing in these words with my awful rotten putrid voice, after all, Y wreck and totally ruin a beautiful piece of freaking music, back when it really WAS music, eleven years after the 20th century came in? Long story shortened about 3 trillion mega-times over, screw the sunk boat, what does anyone expect after the world mocked the Atlantic ocean and dared 2 say that the great Sarah-?Stacey could not sink that tub of crap? Stacey won’t B mocked, and she did not like the way her parents treated me as Hitler either, when I was just a boy. Never mock SSJKK, she rules this empire with a powerful yet beautiful loving hand, but don’t screw with this all mighty teen queen, BRA!!!!!!!!! So things R not all connected up U think so, Mister Trump, how about U, Mister Macy. Things R not connected, no, no, they R all just a bunch of randomly occurring garbage elements, and that is that, Yeah, BULL KICK. Let me get right 2 the story after first telling U that THEY hit me with a mid-late morning chopper, the same one that THEY flew over the MARHOUSE last night, and there were some planes over the overcast skies, as there were in the autumn of 1994 on the way over to Haddonwood following the awakening from the Sarah-Krassle-Interaction where we were together on the beach playing and having the time of out lives, until along came her parents and screwed it all up 4 us, HAVE A NICE LIFE, big girl, mine will B eternity in hell, without my Jehovah. Roger that one, my twenty is Dogtown, what’s yours, BR!!!!!!!!!! Well aside from any smoking bandits, fields named Sally or Egg-Harbor, let me now try and tell a small bit of what sent me bursting into tears after opening the final 4th package from Rog. It seems, the military has always been interested in my ability 2 move through the air and water, better than I do on land. All these diseased persons ever care about is waging war and developing powerful weaponry 2 frighten or discourage or defeat our enemies, most of these, we made, by invading them and their culture, or trying 2 boss the world around and make everyone do it Frankie Blue eyed way, and the world is getting very sick 2 death of America and its rotten attitude of demigoddism. This package contained 4 white manila envelopes, with #1-4 on each of them, as well as a date, the last one was today, and only this one said, 2PM, the others were not time marked. This was the heavy package that made the entire large yellow manila envelope that all of these 4 were originally enclosed in, quite heavy. It never was placed inside the mail drop, it was laid next 2 it with a blue ribbon tied in a bow around it right 2 the 65-A mailbox. I was told when 2B on the lookout 4 it, and all though I did not witness the actual delivery, there was a bluefish green mid sized automobile speeding off when I was going out 2 get it, and it appeared that it had slowed down and then sped off, I think this car is Roger’s. He said he is some related uncle 2 the man I met at Haddonwood. This man joined up seemingly out of nowhere, after I had begun 2 lap-lane swim at night, with my friend Joan, aq very nice lady about 20 years my senior, very attractive and fun 2 talk 2, and we became swim lane partners at night at the club pool. One day I was in the pool and the same new man was just looking at me and treading water by the deep end ladder facing the highway. We got 2 talking and in a while, he told me his name, if memory serves and I am almost sure, it was Roland Carey. I asked if he was any relation 2 the great recording artist, as he was of dark complexion, and he said he is her third cousin. None of this is new or news, but here is where old meets new and becomes ‘the read all about it extra’. He was very fascinated with my ability 2 just put my arms out and swim along, no motors, no swimming, just zoom and move, and he asked me 2 demonstrate and so I showed him and he wanted me 2 go underwater and do it and I did, and then he asked me 2 cross this half Olympic size pool and come back, and as fast ass I could, but I was suspicious at this point of whay might B going on, and I just went a tad faster, no real burst of speed, sort of like a good professional free style swimmer would B traveling through the water. Even at this show, he was at a loss 4 words and asked me many questions, yet kept it very friendly, telling me he was going 2B at cuz Mariah’s later 4 a Christmas get together, and will bring me some autographed new released CD and stuff like this. I am not into autographs but I thanked him. Without going on, this man vanished one day forever, right after Ron Wirtz at the Camden County prosecutors office told me over my telephone at Highview Cheers Kirshty Ali Apartments, that he was sending a man over 2 watch me, he had his reasons 4 this and not 2 ask him anything, just that he was onto something and 4 me never 2 bother this man that would B posing as a professor by the name of Jeff. I never saw Carey again at the pool after this, ever. Now 4YI cried like a school boy today and Y Christmas got wrecked, as usual. The big heavy 4th package, well I have it, and the bookmark on page 12, and the underlined parts that talk about the science of this lovely space-shuttle Challenger (Sarah-Callio) SCSCSC, project, trying 2 escape the 3 major initials, forget it, won’t happen, ever not ever, SC, DS, MC. Learn 2 live with it Mountainpen, it sure as the Sar ainta’ goin’ nowhere, BR!!!!!!! The thin science book inside Roger’s package is called “SCIENCE AND INVENTION ENCYCLOPEDIA, VOLUME-27” The bookmark was on page 12, and the underlining is all about turbo engines, and yes, I guess his cousin Roy must have named his first daughter after this engine or named the engine after his daughter. Yes I am quite aware that aerodynamics is the study and science of and behind AIRFLOW, or WIND, yes those 6-9 rooms of June 21st, one of which I was in and still am, just typing now, not crying any longer, that could after all possibly cause damage 2 the keyboard. Y would anyone name an engine that blows wind, after Nellie from Little House on the Prairie, Eugene series of Jenna summers Horowitz, Y?????? Y did I have the experience of seeing the Challenger shuttle blow up, long B4 it did, a year or so in fact, Y? Y did I get in so much trouble 4 playing a tape of one of the missions, it was taped legally, right off of the air, all the space shuttle missions the first decade of the project were all televised? So what is all of this about Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle???????? Well, the SEVENTIES, HADDONWOOD, MC wanted me 2 talk about all of this and remember something, I guess when I did not get the message in time, or got it the way I got the other one she sent me, TOO-LATE, then old cuz Rog had 2 come into town and help me out.
Does this mean U never cared about me at all, just your dad’s interest in my ability 2 propel myself. U have broken my heart forever Scylla, if that was what U meant 2 do, mission accomplished. I will love U forever, and will cry f weeks now after opening this last thing from your cousin. Games, games, what is it with U Scylla and your endless 16 year old games??????? B-EXE-con, etcetera, how about, C-U-B-R-O-K-E-M-Y-H-E-A-R-T-S-C-Y-L-L-A-EXE? How about that one teen queen? No matter what, and how much this hurts, still and forever I am your loyal slave, your YANCIE, and IWALU, I must sign off and cry myself into my keg of beer, even though I do not drink. Merry Christmas 2U anyway teen queen. If U want 2 do these things Scylla, Y did U leave your lovely home and city and come here on 032770???????????????? Shame on this government 4 using people and their deepest hurts and feelings, just 2 get information and military might. Just so U can wage war all around the globe, and get more hated every day by other nations. Then we really wonder, Y/9-11, no that one, BLOWS MY TINY LIMITED WHITTLE MID. I am tearing and sobbing. I must stop or I will cry into my keyboard.
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Roger that 1995, yes, I did what U told me 2 do. I shut up until two in the afternoon on Christmas Eve Day, and opened 4 sealed manila envelopes all wrapped up together in one package from 60 days ago. Each one had a date on it that I was supposed 2 open it up on, one by one, and I followed his instructions. He said if I want his help, he needed my cooperation, and that I must learn, as in the military, 2 follow exact orders, fine, so I did. Patterson, King, Spielberg, Geffen, all of U, move over, just move over, U well never make up MY LIFE, or anything even close 2 it. I have been in my room crying like a stupid child, 4 the past 15 minutes. I just opened the final large package of the 4 dated at 12/24/2008-2PM. This is the one that wrecked my Christmas, I feel like publishing every word from him on all 4 packages, but I gave my word 2 him at the Cigar store where we met that day last autumn, that he would help show me some of the things that R destroying my peace of mind and my life, but that in return, I must giver my word of honor not 2 say things that he says not 2. I have nothing in this life and I do not live 4 material things so really quite frankly my dear Clark Gable Ret Butler, I do not give a ninth dimensional damn, but one thing that the winds will not B ever able 2 blow away from me pal, and that is the one thing that I really do own and possess, and can only choose 2 lose it, as it cannot B stolen, removed, nor taken, and this is MY WORD. Thank U4 making my birthday and Christmas as usual, a total nightmare hell. I would have been better off never knowing the truth, Herby told me it is not the answer or the way 2 make Sarah Krassle care about me the way I want and need her to do in the waking human world, Herby, UR a god, U knew all along, it is as U said it originally art Everett Simpson’s Auto shop in Magnolia, New Jersey, USAESMWG, the blind leading the blind, U said it freaking all, pal!!!!!!!!
1995, the ALL MIGHTY {H-A-D-D-O-N-W-O-O-D}, things that stare a person right in the face, and how ewe all choose when we need 2 for the sake of our sanity and mental and emotional survival and stability, choose freely with open willful intent, 2 totally just IGNORE. Then I go on tirades where I scream out how fantastically enlightened I am, WHAT A CROCK. I play the same little games with myself that all the rest of U out there do, maybe not with others, but with the one that at least should most matter, ME, thus and hence, I AM my own WORST ENEMY, as I more than any of U, TOTALLY know better than 2 engage in that extremely unproductive and utterly destructive behavior.
So U all know the ladder story regarding the day that I was applying 4 the job of assistant cook in a in Haddonfield, New Jersey restaurant right on KINGS HIGHWAY, Paula, back around 1975 or so, just around the same basic time that I got the crackers crunched out of me by those 2 Atlantic City lifeguard mascots. In contrast I’ve come 2 learn that this ‘beat-up, Danny Ocean Faker-11‘, was really in contrast, a 3 hour gentle rub by 5 babes from Sweden in a private Jacuzzi, next 2 what was destined 2 occur with me about 2 dozen years in the future, almost 2 the moment. H-A-D-D-O-N-W-O-O-D---1-9-9-5, Mister Gerard Styles of Dark Shadow, Desert Shield, Desert Storm, deep-slit, Donna Summer and her lovely ear pounding DiSco, and on and on with coded history markers of my hell with Aunt Geraldine Snow and her lovely friend the Shaw of Iran, as well as Y this all came 2 pass, planned from literally THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. !!!!!!!!!!!!! If U think this whittle bwog Elmer Fwudd is gonna even slit out a shiver of ice that sunk the big boat in April of twelve, stink again BR!!!!!!! “Sarah Krassle my beautiful love, I’ll sing just how much I love U. The stars, the trees, the sound of the winds will sing how U love me 2. And if U ever go away my love, I won’t know what 2 do. As all of the stars in the skies cannot shine without U. Life is a ride I cannot go on if you’re not by my side. The wheels fall off, the carriage drops, and ends my blissful stride. Oh lovely Sarah, don’t go away, no, no, do not go away and leave me alone on this cold and treacherous day“. I wrote this waltz along with my friend Johann Strauss a long time ago, long B4 as Mountainpen, I created this stupid nightmare 4 myself here. The copyright office has this waltz, it was recorded on a little karaoke machine, and I did not even sing in these words with my awful rotten putrid voice, after all, Y wreck and totally ruin a beautiful piece of freaking music, back when it really WAS music, eleven years after the 20th century came in? Long story shortened about 3 trillion mega-times over, screw the sunk boat, what does anyone expect after the world mocked the Atlantic ocean and dared 2 say that the great Sarah-?Stacey could not sink that tub of crap? Stacey won’t B mocked, and she did not like the way her parents treated me as Hitler either, when I was just a boy. Never mock SSJKK, she rules this empire with a powerful yet beautiful loving hand, but don’t screw with this all mighty teen queen, BRA!!!!!!!!! So things R not all connected up U think so, Mister Trump, how about U, Mister Macy. Things R not connected, no, no, they R all just a bunch of randomly occurring garbage elements, and that is that, Yeah, BULL KICK. Let me get right 2 the story after first telling U that THEY hit me with a mid-late morning chopper, the same one that THEY flew over the MARHOUSE last night, and there were some planes over the overcast skies, as there were in the autumn of 1994 on the way over to Haddonwood following the awakening from the Sarah-Krassle-Interaction where we were together on the beach playing and having the time of out lives, until along came her parents and screwed it all up 4 us, HAVE A NICE LIFE, big girl, mine will B eternity in hell, without my Jehovah. Roger that one, my twenty is Dogtown, what’s yours, BR!!!!!!!!!! Well aside from any smoking bandits, fields named Sally or Egg-Harbor, let me now try and tell a small bit of what sent me bursting into tears after opening the final 4th package from Rog. It seems, the military has always been interested in my ability 2 move through the air and water, better than I do on land. All these diseased persons ever care about is waging war and developing powerful weaponry 2 frighten or discourage or defeat our enemies, most of these, we made, by invading them and their culture, or trying 2 boss the world around and make everyone do it Frankie Blue eyed way, and the world is getting very sick 2 death of America and its rotten attitude of demigoddism. This package contained 4 white manila envelopes, with #1-4 on each of them, as well as a date, the last one was today, and only this one said, 2PM, the others were not time marked. This was the heavy package that made the entire large yellow manila envelope that all of these 4 were originally enclosed in, quite heavy. It never was placed inside the mail drop, it was laid next 2 it with a blue ribbon tied in a bow around it right 2 the 65-A mailbox. I was told when 2B on the lookout 4 it, and all though I did not witness the actual delivery, there was a bluefish green mid sized automobile speeding off when I was going out 2 get it, and it appeared that it had slowed down and then sped off, I think this car is Roger’s. He said he is some related uncle 2 the man I met at Haddonwood. This man joined up seemingly out of nowhere, after I had begun 2 lap-lane swim at night, with my friend Joan, aq very nice lady about 20 years my senior, very attractive and fun 2 talk 2, and we became swim lane partners at night at the club pool. One day I was in the pool and the same new man was just looking at me and treading water by the deep end ladder facing the highway. We got 2 talking and in a while, he told me his name, if memory serves and I am almost sure, it was Roland Carey. I asked if he was any relation 2 the great recording artist, as he was of dark complexion, and he said he is her third cousin. None of this is new or news, but here is where old meets new and becomes ‘the read all about it extra’. He was very fascinated with my ability 2 just put my arms out and swim along, no motors, no swimming, just zoom and move, and he asked me 2 demonstrate and so I showed him and he wanted me 2 go underwater and do it and I did, and then he asked me 2 cross this half Olympic size pool and come back, and as fast ass I could, but I was suspicious at this point of whay might B going on, and I just went a tad faster, no real burst of speed, sort of like a good professional free style swimmer would B traveling through the water. Even at this show, he was at a loss 4 words and asked me many questions, yet kept it very friendly, telling me he was going 2B at cuz Mariah’s later 4 a Christmas get together, and will bring me some autographed new released CD and stuff like this. I am not into autographs but I thanked him. Without going on, this man vanished one day forever, right after Ron Wirtz at the Camden County prosecutors office told me over my telephone at Highview Cheers Kirshty Ali Apartments, that he was sending a man over 2 watch me, he had his reasons 4 this and not 2 ask him anything, just that he was onto something and 4 me never 2 bother this man that would B posing as a professor by the name of Jeff. I never saw Carey again at the pool after this, ever. Now 4YI cried like a school boy today and Y Christmas got wrecked, as usual. The big heavy 4th package, well I have it, and the bookmark on page 12, and the underlined parts that talk about the science of this lovely space-shuttle Challenger (Sarah-Callio) SCSCSC, project, trying 2 escape the 3 major initials, forget it, won’t happen, ever not ever, SC, DS, MC. Learn 2 live with it Mountainpen, it sure as the Sar ainta’ goin’ nowhere, BR!!!!!!! The thin science book inside Roger’s package is called “SCIENCE AND INVENTION ENCYCLOPEDIA, VOLUME-27” The bookmark was on page 12, and the underlining is all about turbo engines, and yes, I guess his cousin Roy must have named his first daughter after this engine or named the engine after his daughter. Yes I am quite aware that aerodynamics is the study and science of and behind AIRFLOW, or WIND, yes those 6-9 rooms of June 21st, one of which I was in and still am, just typing now, not crying any longer, that could after all possibly cause damage 2 the keyboard. Y would anyone name an engine that blows wind, after Nellie from Little House on the Prairie, Eugene series of Jenna summers Horowitz, Y?????? Y did I have the experience of seeing the Challenger shuttle blow up, long B4 it did, a year or so in fact, Y? Y did I get in so much trouble 4 playing a tape of one of the missions, it was taped legally, right off of the air, all the space shuttle missions the first decade of the project were all televised? So what is all of this about Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle???????? Well, the SEVENTIES, HADDONWOOD, MC wanted me 2 talk about all of this and remember something, I guess when I did not get the message in time, or got it the way I got the other one she sent me, TOO-LATE, then old cuz Rog had 2 come into town and help me out.
Does this mean U never cared about me at all, just your dad’s interest in my ability 2 propel myself. U have broken my heart forever Scylla, if that was what U meant 2 do, mission accomplished. I will love U forever, and will cry f weeks now after opening this last thing from your cousin. Games, games, what is it with U Scylla and your endless 16 year old games??????? B-EXE-con, etcetera, how about, C-U-B-R-O-K-E-M-Y-H-E-A-R-T-S-C-Y-L-L-A-EXE? How about that one teen queen? No matter what, and how much this hurts, still and forever I am your loyal slave, your YANCIE, and IWALU, I must sign off and cry myself into my keg of beer, even though I do not drink. Merry Christmas 2U anyway teen queen. If U want 2 do these things Scylla, Y did U leave your lovely home and city and come here on 032770???????????????? Shame on this government 4 using people and their deepest hurts and feelings, just 2 get information and military might. Just so U can wage war all around the globe, and get more hated every day by other nations. Then we really wonder, Y/9-11, no that one, BLOWS MY TINY LIMITED WHITTLE MID. I am tearing and sobbing. I must stop or I will cry into my keyboard.
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Well I told U Gina, that as long as THEY have poor ol’ Mountainpen 2 pick on and endlessly torture through hellfire, the FLYERS/CHEATERS, and dirt bag owner and ICPE-USER for 23 years, Mister mobster monster Edward Scumbag Snyder, will just keep right on WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING ENDLESSLY, and sure enough again, they indeed WON!!!!!!!!! All I ask is that U all bear witness 2 this. They now have created a pattern where they will persecute me in just the correct dosage and amount, so as 2 not lose 2 straight games, and notice that they have not and will not, FOR THE ENTIRE REST OF THE SEASON. I SHOULD KNOW HOW THIS WORKS BY NOW, AS I HAVE FREAKING SUFFERED THROUGH THIS 4 NEARLY 23 FULL YEARS, AND THIS IS LONGER THAN MANY MURDERERS HAVE SERVED IN PRISON, AND THAT IS NOT FAIR!!!! By mortal mans laws, I have never murdered anyone, nor committed any prosecutable offense, or I’d B blogging from a prison library, joke!!!!!!! Like they’d allow this, DUHH Hyundai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need 4 my SoulCast Blogaud 2 know the story of how this started back in mid-august of 1986 with this filthy diseased hockey team and monster dirtball mob guy Snyder. Many know the story, so 4 those that do not, here it is bwaby-wuv wabbit Fwudd!!!!!!! I have a trained ear, and was a sound recording engineer and tape duplicator from 1979 through 1981. I cannot stand rotten singing, those that cannot sing, me included, should shut the Mack truck up. There R a few people in this world that can really sing, a very few, the very top singer or greatest and highest, or SKY, and doe, ray, me, and so forth LLA, 4 song, or SCYLLA, HIGHEST SINGER or BEST, as in top or the sky, the height or absolute greatest doer of the SONG or LA, or LLA, SCYLLA, this is not coincidence, this is all CODE!!!!!!! The entire world is code. Now I do not expect only the great Mariah Carey 2B the one and only person on this green brown 8,000 mile thick ball of solid hurl, 2 ever sing. But when U sound like garbage, such as I do, and many others, SHUT UP, or do it in the shower and prey a neighbor doesn’t own a freaking gun!!!!!!!!!! Now back in the pre-hockey season of ‘86/’87, there was an advertisement constantly on television in Philadelphia, on channel number 57, who at this time aired their garbage games, an ultra high analogue frequency station, call letters W-GarBage-canS, with this putrid rotten idiot guy singing in this voice that stunk like century old rotten fruit in a hot July sun, “Watch the Flyers hockey, on Philly fifty-seven”. U would have 2 have heard this awful singing to understand how much I detested this miserable rotten ad that was always on the stinking miserable TV. I had nothing against the Flyers, and could have cared less if they won or lost the next 4 trillion games. But this singer and his awful song made me so nauseous and angry, that I would pick up the telephone as I knew I was being bugged by the Feds at the time, and know it all the more right now, and holler into it, “LOSE, LOSE, U ROTTEN blinkadeedoodoobleeebleeebleeee, and so forth“. This is how the nightmare with the Flyers, and then the rest of the parallel event crap with the Dow Jones and the Phillies, “all began“, Sabrina of Collinwood, and Cy Jekellhyde Longworth!!!!!!
If these diseased bastards R going 2 torture me when all I was guilty of was hating a silly stupid song and singer and voice and then voicing my opinion over my own legal telephone by picking up the receiver and hitting a number 2 kill out the dial tone and screaming the statement as said above, each time this dumb ass ad aired on this dumb ass TV station, some filthy prick belongs behind prison bars 4 the rest of their sick life 4 totally ruining my entire adult life over this garbage as well as every penny they own, belongs in my TD bank account, Mister Waterston!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Psychics know what I am about 2 say is all real, they R a bunch of rotten phony hypocrites 4 not trying 2 or desiring 2 want 2 help me out of my nightmare. Gifts R given 2 persons, so they can do good with theses gifts, not squander them in a buried hole in the cellar, nor charge sums of money 2 people on fixed incomes that have no way in hell of ever being able 2 pay. But my pernt Archie Queens is this: B4I get into it, I took a chopper attack earlier this evening on top of major all day aerial siege and many other sieges, and I found out from Dawn, that it was not the blockbuster Video store of Somers Point, New Jersey that telephoned her over the weekend while I was at my job post. Some trucking murk cough hunt trapper prank called this house and upset this entire family and household, and RANDOMLY???? Chose 2 say they were from a SOMERS POINT PLACE, B real, Tom molester, B real, U think I do not know Callio, Martino, McGuire, all of UR not messing with me, and always have been since the brother trucking sixties 4 the sake of the gods!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????????????? Like I said years ago on older blogs, all GOOGLE TIME AND DATE STAMPED FOR EVIDENCE AND FUTURE GRAND JURY MINUTES, “ENEMIES EQUALS MARTINO TIMES CALLIO TIMES MARY TIMES CARTER“, AND THIS PAINT COMPANY IS A FRONT 4 THE CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY OFFICE, AND THE FULL STORY WILL B RETOLD OF Y IT IS, BUT IF U NEED 2 KNOW TODAY, START READING OLDER BLOGS ON THE SITE OF BLOGGER DOT COM, AND USE THE HYPERTEXT OF DRUNKENHIVE. When I started the current blogging book, “The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version“, the abbreviation 2 a part of this is HIV, and this is not 2 pretty because it may B misrepresented and mixed up with the other HIV, so since the destroyer of the “BOOK OF THE BEACH” back around middle December of 1969, Russell Thaxton, my schoolmate from Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, came over 2 my apartment around 1 in the morning, somehow knowing that I was alone and unsupervised there, as mom was out on a date with boyfriend Sid Crown, and this entire thing had long been prior ASTRAL PLANE-TAWF-BRIGGBASE LAMBRIGGER CULT PLANNED!!!!!!!!!!! No 15 year old is just gonna pop over at another 15 year old’s front door at one in the morning, crissake, there is that thing called PARENTS, remember!!!!!!????????????? Don’t even go there trying 2 convince me I am paranoid, and nuts, and this stuff is exaggerated, and I am delusional with grandiose illusions, and bleeeeeeeee blaaaahhh blummmm, don’t even try going there with my big fat ass, BR!!!!!!!!!! I know that this nightmare is all totally real and true, and it frightens this primate 2 death Detective Green Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, so please don’t whoop my ass BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lakehouses, bright green lawns, evil relatives, red and white astral counterpart beach books, what’s next, the merging of the planes? Perhaps a mid air collision is what is needed 2 get this diseased evil empire off of my back 4 a few weeks, it was quieter than piss juice right after 9-11, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!! No persecution art all for weeks, so don’t try trucking feeding me your lies mister prosecutor of 1990, when U used 2 keep telling me, “Mark, it’s not the country doing this 2U, it’s big business”. Hay, so what’s the freaking difference? It is all in bed with and intermarried with each other, stop being so freaking naïve!!!!!!!! Senator Tennessee Hopeful said it perfectly on L&O. “If they wanted 2 really win the war on drugs they’d buy up all the fields and burn them down”, it is all BULL, and as I type, Jane Slut Dirtweeds, SCREWED ME AT ELEVEMN TRUCKING ELEVEN POST MERIDIAN, MY LIFE IS FREAKING OVER, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Let me attempt 2 compenfreakingsate with this, 555555555555555555555555555555. With what? With THIS!!!!!! 555555555555555555555555555555555555. That’s what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And some more of this, 5555555555555555555555555555. HA-HA-HA, ya evil rotten monster.
Ann told me that my teen queen is angry that I am being a Grinch. She says that I must speak from my heart and try and explain 2 her that I am sorry and do not mean 2 sound so angry, it is just that I am hurting so bad, these enemies have been severely injuring me and every aspect of my life, making it unendurable and literal hellfire misery for 23 straight years, please MC, just try and C this and understand. I do not ever want my great Scylla 2B angry with me, UR all that means anything 2 me. Without U, I would send this evil planet spinning off into icy dark space 2 freeze forever. UR what is keeping me going, I will always love U, or IWALU, 990. U must know this. Please SSJKK, please know I only want 4U2B happy, and I want U2 care about your whittle doggie Yancy. I am so sorry that THEY-TAWF make holidays so horrendous and hellish 4 me that it is just not possible 4 me 2 ever B in the holiday spirit, all I ever want is just 2 get them over with year after year, they put me through anguish and torment every single year at this time, it starts right B4 Thanx-2-Givens at the KING BUILDING, SERGEANT CALLIO OF ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, and runs through the spring super ultra hyper time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am not doing this SCYLLA, my all mighty TEEN QUEEN, TAWF is. Now U told me and the entire world this oh-eight year that “U RULE THE EMPIRE”. I believe U do, I believe in U 100% MY QUEEN. PLEASE TRY 2 HELP YOUR THAT-BOY FROM THE TRINIDAD, PLEASE!!!!!!!! UR without limit, UR able 2 do anything U want, try remembering all about your real and true ASTRASL self, try real hard SCYLLA, U will remember, it WILL ALL COME BACK 2U, I KNOW IT WILL MY GREAT GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!!
Now what I am closing with is major, so B bathroom ready, if U have but one and a roommate is in it, read this later, or have a clothespin 4 a nose-plug, and an empty bucket ready. Here we go player. In 1997 in early February, I talked 2 McGuire in his bar on Tennessee Avenue and he treated me real bad, as U all know the story. Later on around the middle of May, I met Sergeant Frank Callio of the Atlantic city Police, and I want U2 Google up this very powerful man and his extremely powerful family, as this is no joking matter. He is connected into many things pertaining 2 family histories and lineages, and is connected in with the Arts Center off Ocean City, New Jersey, USAESMWG. But when I met him in mid 1997 at the police station, it was me that gave him papers and documents on his family tracing back to early in the 1700’s, and even back into Italy through Marie Callio. I had an entire family tree on him, and gave it 2 him, actually a very good friend of mine, high up in the organization in Utah, in the MORMON CHURCH, or the CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST AND HIS LATTER DAY SAINTS, as they call themselves, name redacted 4 now, ‘Agent L&O Omontey’ remember the DDD syndrome, Dancer, District Attorney, Dead, it is all on prior blogs BR!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MCMCAAONM, back on pernt Arch, I gave him all the ideas that he now is using 2 kick start his multimillion dollar enterprises. Hay, I wish U all the luck in the world Frank Callio, I just don’t CYU have 2 torture and torment me every day 4 the rest of my life when I helped U. I told U a way out true tale about your sister Sarah, I cannot help what is real and honest, my friend!!!!! Please don’t kick my little primate butt BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If I do not get out of here and down 2 Brazil real quick, I am a dead man, I know this, and plan 2 leave this weekend. Delilah Jones, I just cannot take this any more TOM!!!!!! YYY, RU doing this 2 me?????????????????????? OK SoulCast Blogaud, here is what U have been waiting 4, right? U got it!!!!!!! It was early winter as 1984 was just in, and I was residing on Highland Avenue in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, USAESMWG. I was dead tired, had 2 jobs, yet loved playing roulette at the Atlantic City casinos,, and found myself leaving the casino one night and nearly home, dead tired on the road. It was Route 130 here in this bright green garden state, and at the time as large grass area separated the northbound and southbound set of 3 lanes each, right around the Collingswood circle, B4 the soon 2B built, concrete highway barrier was up and would have made what happened not possible. I suddenly grew tired beyond description, and lost consciousness. The next thing I knew, I was on the wrong side of this highway driving against the flow of cars still at a high speed. I heard numerous loud horns and the sound of tons of metal and glass shattering and wrecking. I watched my car destroyed around me. It was just me driving in nothing, and then suddenly, my car was back around me and unharmed, and I found myself crossing the grassy barrier back over 2 rejoin the lanes that I should have been driving in all along. This was no dream. I did not fall asleep and dream this. This happened. I was killed and suddenly, here I am, moving and driving along as though none of it even ever happened at all. Maybe my OOB’s and Nd's R a bit wilder and different than yours that I have read on your blogs, but then, so is my entire freaking freakish nightmare ‘life‘, or whatever it is!!!!!!!!!! This was told 2 my pal who they murdered in March of oh two, David Charles Roth, over the telephone repeatedly. This is where U all got the BRIGGERS production of the movie HIGHLANDER, as U can plainly C in the time frame, and then shortly thereafter, the series of shows. Don’t tell me what I am imagining and what I am not, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LABS/ ETC., this is all blaaaahhh and bleeeee and blummmm!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANNY, SWEET OL GRANNY, BLOODY WELL BLIMY C ME SPEAKETH THE TRUTH, MAITEE, YAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Well I told U Gina, that as long as THEY have poor ol’ Mountainpen 2 pick on and endlessly torture through hellfire, the FLYERS/CHEATERS, and dirt bag owner and ICPE-USER for 23 years, Mister mobster monster Edward Scumbag Snyder, will just keep right on WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING ENDLESSLY, and sure enough again, they indeed WON!!!!!!!!! All I ask is that U all bear witness 2 this. They now have created a pattern where they will persecute me in just the correct dosage and amount, so as 2 not lose 2 straight games, and notice that they have not and will not, FOR THE ENTIRE REST OF THE SEASON. I SHOULD KNOW HOW THIS WORKS BY NOW, AS I HAVE FREAKING SUFFERED THROUGH THIS 4 NEARLY 23 FULL YEARS, AND THIS IS LONGER THAN MANY MURDERERS HAVE SERVED IN PRISON, AND THAT IS NOT FAIR!!!! By mortal mans laws, I have never murdered anyone, nor committed any prosecutable offense, or I’d B blogging from a prison library, joke!!!!!!! Like they’d allow this, DUHH Hyundai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need 4 my SoulCast Blogaud 2 know the story of how this started back in mid-august of 1986 with this filthy diseased hockey team and monster dirtball mob guy Snyder. Many know the story, so 4 those that do not, here it is bwaby-wuv wabbit Fwudd!!!!!!! I have a trained ear, and was a sound recording engineer and tape duplicator from 1979 through 1981. I cannot stand rotten singing, those that cannot sing, me included, should shut the Mack truck up. There R a few people in this world that can really sing, a very few, the very top singer or greatest and highest, or SKY, and doe, ray, me, and so forth LLA, 4 song, or SCYLLA, HIGHEST SINGER or BEST, as in top or the sky, the height or absolute greatest doer of the SONG or LA, or LLA, SCYLLA, this is not coincidence, this is all CODE!!!!!!! The entire world is code. Now I do not expect only the great Mariah Carey 2B the one and only person on this green brown 8,000 mile thick ball of solid hurl, 2 ever sing. But when U sound like garbage, such as I do, and many others, SHUT UP, or do it in the shower and prey a neighbor doesn’t own a freaking gun!!!!!!!!!! Now back in the pre-hockey season of ‘86/’87, there was an advertisement constantly on television in Philadelphia, on channel number 57, who at this time aired their garbage games, an ultra high analogue frequency station, call letters W-GarBage-canS, with this putrid rotten idiot guy singing in this voice that stunk like century old rotten fruit in a hot July sun, “Watch the Flyers hockey, on Philly fifty-seven”. U would have 2 have heard this awful singing to understand how much I detested this miserable rotten ad that was always on the stinking miserable TV. I had nothing against the Flyers, and could have cared less if they won or lost the next 4 trillion games. But this singer and his awful song made me so nauseous and angry, that I would pick up the telephone as I knew I was being bugged by the Feds at the time, and know it all the more right now, and holler into it, “LOSE, LOSE, U ROTTEN blinkadeedoodoobleeebleeebleeee, and so forth“. This is how the nightmare with the Flyers, and then the rest of the parallel event crap with the Dow Jones and the Phillies, “all began“, Sabrina of Collinwood, and Cy Jekellhyde Longworth!!!!!!
If these diseased bastards R going 2 torture me when all I was guilty of was hating a silly stupid song and singer and voice and then voicing my opinion over my own legal telephone by picking up the receiver and hitting a number 2 kill out the dial tone and screaming the statement as said above, each time this dumb ass ad aired on this dumb ass TV station, some filthy prick belongs behind prison bars 4 the rest of their sick life 4 totally ruining my entire adult life over this garbage as well as every penny they own, belongs in my TD bank account, Mister Waterston!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Psychics know what I am about 2 say is all real, they R a bunch of rotten phony hypocrites 4 not trying 2 or desiring 2 want 2 help me out of my nightmare. Gifts R given 2 persons, so they can do good with theses gifts, not squander them in a buried hole in the cellar, nor charge sums of money 2 people on fixed incomes that have no way in hell of ever being able 2 pay. But my pernt Archie Queens is this: B4I get into it, I took a chopper attack earlier this evening on top of major all day aerial siege and many other sieges, and I found out from Dawn, that it was not the blockbuster Video store of Somers Point, New Jersey that telephoned her over the weekend while I was at my job post. Some trucking murk cough hunt trapper prank called this house and upset this entire family and household, and RANDOMLY???? Chose 2 say they were from a SOMERS POINT PLACE, B real, Tom molester, B real, U think I do not know Callio, Martino, McGuire, all of UR not messing with me, and always have been since the brother trucking sixties 4 the sake of the gods!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????????????? Like I said years ago on older blogs, all GOOGLE TIME AND DATE STAMPED FOR EVIDENCE AND FUTURE GRAND JURY MINUTES, “ENEMIES EQUALS MARTINO TIMES CALLIO TIMES MARY TIMES CARTER“, AND THIS PAINT COMPANY IS A FRONT 4 THE CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY OFFICE, AND THE FULL STORY WILL B RETOLD OF Y IT IS, BUT IF U NEED 2 KNOW TODAY, START READING OLDER BLOGS ON THE SITE OF BLOGGER DOT COM, AND USE THE HYPERTEXT OF DRUNKENHIVE. When I started the current blogging book, “The Epitome Of Harassment, Internet Version“, the abbreviation 2 a part of this is HIV, and this is not 2 pretty because it may B misrepresented and mixed up with the other HIV, so since the destroyer of the “BOOK OF THE BEACH” back around middle December of 1969, Russell Thaxton, my schoolmate from Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, came over 2 my apartment around 1 in the morning, somehow knowing that I was alone and unsupervised there, as mom was out on a date with boyfriend Sid Crown, and this entire thing had long been prior ASTRAL PLANE-TAWF-BRIGGBASE LAMBRIGGER CULT PLANNED!!!!!!!!!!! No 15 year old is just gonna pop over at another 15 year old’s front door at one in the morning, crissake, there is that thing called PARENTS, remember!!!!!!????????????? Don’t even go there trying 2 convince me I am paranoid, and nuts, and this stuff is exaggerated, and I am delusional with grandiose illusions, and bleeeeeeeee blaaaahhh blummmm, don’t even try going there with my big fat ass, BR!!!!!!!!!! I know that this nightmare is all totally real and true, and it frightens this primate 2 death Detective Green Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, so please don’t whoop my ass BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lakehouses, bright green lawns, evil relatives, red and white astral counterpart beach books, what’s next, the merging of the planes? Perhaps a mid air collision is what is needed 2 get this diseased evil empire off of my back 4 a few weeks, it was quieter than piss juice right after 9-11, BRA!!!!!!!!!!!!! No persecution art all for weeks, so don’t try trucking feeding me your lies mister prosecutor of 1990, when U used 2 keep telling me, “Mark, it’s not the country doing this 2U, it’s big business”. Hay, so what’s the freaking difference? It is all in bed with and intermarried with each other, stop being so freaking naïve!!!!!!!! Senator Tennessee Hopeful said it perfectly on L&O. “If they wanted 2 really win the war on drugs they’d buy up all the fields and burn them down”, it is all BULL, and as I type, Jane Slut Dirtweeds, SCREWED ME AT ELEVEMN TRUCKING ELEVEN POST MERIDIAN, MY LIFE IS FREAKING OVER, BRO!!!!!!!!!! Let me attempt 2 compenfreakingsate with this, 555555555555555555555555555555. With what? With THIS!!!!!! 555555555555555555555555555555555555. That’s what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And some more of this, 5555555555555555555555555555. HA-HA-HA, ya evil rotten monster.
Ann told me that my teen queen is angry that I am being a Grinch. She says that I must speak from my heart and try and explain 2 her that I am sorry and do not mean 2 sound so angry, it is just that I am hurting so bad, these enemies have been severely injuring me and every aspect of my life, making it unendurable and literal hellfire misery for 23 straight years, please MC, just try and C this and understand. I do not ever want my great Scylla 2B angry with me, UR all that means anything 2 me. Without U, I would send this evil planet spinning off into icy dark space 2 freeze forever. UR what is keeping me going, I will always love U, or IWALU, 990. U must know this. Please SSJKK, please know I only want 4U2B happy, and I want U2 care about your whittle doggie Yancy. I am so sorry that THEY-TAWF make holidays so horrendous and hellish 4 me that it is just not possible 4 me 2 ever B in the holiday spirit, all I ever want is just 2 get them over with year after year, they put me through anguish and torment every single year at this time, it starts right B4 Thanx-2-Givens at the KING BUILDING, SERGEANT CALLIO OF ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, and runs through the spring super ultra hyper time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am not doing this SCYLLA, my all mighty TEEN QUEEN, TAWF is. Now U told me and the entire world this oh-eight year that “U RULE THE EMPIRE”. I believe U do, I believe in U 100% MY QUEEN. PLEASE TRY 2 HELP YOUR THAT-BOY FROM THE TRINIDAD, PLEASE!!!!!!!! UR without limit, UR able 2 do anything U want, try remembering all about your real and true ASTRASL self, try real hard SCYLLA, U will remember, it WILL ALL COME BACK 2U, I KNOW IT WILL MY GREAT GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!!
Now what I am closing with is major, so B bathroom ready, if U have but one and a roommate is in it, read this later, or have a clothespin 4 a nose-plug, and an empty bucket ready. Here we go player. In 1997 in early February, I talked 2 McGuire in his bar on Tennessee Avenue and he treated me real bad, as U all know the story. Later on around the middle of May, I met Sergeant Frank Callio of the Atlantic city Police, and I want U2 Google up this very powerful man and his extremely powerful family, as this is no joking matter. He is connected into many things pertaining 2 family histories and lineages, and is connected in with the Arts Center off Ocean City, New Jersey, USAESMWG. But when I met him in mid 1997 at the police station, it was me that gave him papers and documents on his family tracing back to early in the 1700’s, and even back into Italy through Marie Callio. I had an entire family tree on him, and gave it 2 him, actually a very good friend of mine, high up in the organization in Utah, in the MORMON CHURCH, or the CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST AND HIS LATTER DAY SAINTS, as they call themselves, name redacted 4 now, ‘Agent L&O Omontey’ remember the DDD syndrome, Dancer, District Attorney, Dead, it is all on prior blogs BR!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MCMCAAONM, back on pernt Arch, I gave him all the ideas that he now is using 2 kick start his multimillion dollar enterprises. Hay, I wish U all the luck in the world Frank Callio, I just don’t CYU have 2 torture and torment me every day 4 the rest of my life when I helped U. I told U a way out true tale about your sister Sarah, I cannot help what is real and honest, my friend!!!!! Please don’t kick my little primate butt BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If I do not get out of here and down 2 Brazil real quick, I am a dead man, I know this, and plan 2 leave this weekend. Delilah Jones, I just cannot take this any more TOM!!!!!! YYY, RU doing this 2 me?????????????????????? OK SoulCast Blogaud, here is what U have been waiting 4, right? U got it!!!!!!! It was early winter as 1984 was just in, and I was residing on Highland Avenue in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, USAESMWG. I was dead tired, had 2 jobs, yet loved playing roulette at the Atlantic City casinos,, and found myself leaving the casino one night and nearly home, dead tired on the road. It was Route 130 here in this bright green garden state, and at the time as large grass area separated the northbound and southbound set of 3 lanes each, right around the Collingswood circle, B4 the soon 2B built, concrete highway barrier was up and would have made what happened not possible. I suddenly grew tired beyond description, and lost consciousness. The next thing I knew, I was on the wrong side of this highway driving against the flow of cars still at a high speed. I heard numerous loud horns and the sound of tons of metal and glass shattering and wrecking. I watched my car destroyed around me. It was just me driving in nothing, and then suddenly, my car was back around me and unharmed, and I found myself crossing the grassy barrier back over 2 rejoin the lanes that I should have been driving in all along. This was no dream. I did not fall asleep and dream this. This happened. I was killed and suddenly, here I am, moving and driving along as though none of it even ever happened at all. Maybe my OOB’s and Nd's R a bit wilder and different than yours that I have read on your blogs, but then, so is my entire freaking freakish nightmare ‘life‘, or whatever it is!!!!!!!!!! This was told 2 my pal who they murdered in March of oh two, David Charles Roth, over the telephone repeatedly. This is where U all got the BRIGGERS production of the movie HIGHLANDER, as U can plainly C in the time frame, and then shortly thereafter, the series of shows. Don’t tell me what I am imagining and what I am not, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LABS/ ETC., this is all blaaaahhh and bleeeee and blummmm!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANNY, SWEET OL GRANNY, BLOODY WELL BLIMY C ME SPEAKETH THE TRUTH, MAITEE, YAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WHERE R THE STATE COPS AND LOCAL AUTHORITIES
“Where R the State and Local Cops and
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I AM UNDER A SUPER DEATH SIEGE TODAY BY MICK MO WOMO SCUM DISEASE SLIME FILTH BAGS, I HAVE LOUD & LOW ZENITHING PRIVATE AND MILITARY FIGHTER PLANES OVER ME AT HOME AS WELL AS ALL OVER DOWNTOWN SHOPPIONG AREAS OF HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG, THE WAL-MART, THE GROCERY STORES, THE DOLLAR STORES, IT IS OFF EVERY SCALE AND MOTHER TRUCKING DIAL, AND STUCCIE COMMAND IS WAY--WAY--WAY UP AS A RESULT, REAL HEAVY MAJOR FLIRTATION, ALSO LOTS OF HUGE GARGANTUAN GIANT WOMEN AND GIRLS--6 FOOT PLUS, AND THE ONLT THING MISSING WAS MUZAK PERSECUTION WHICH LATELY HAS INDEED BEEN BACK ON A SUPER NASTY ROLL.
OBVIOSUSLY THEIR FIXED CONTROLLED AND ILLEGALLY SEC PAID OFF IN THEIR POCKET, DPOW JONES STOCK MAFFIA MARKETS R GOING UP THROUGH THE ROOF. Ann assures me that my Queen-M is watching over me and that THEY, or TAWF will not dare go 2 far as if they do, she will whisk away this entire evil empire with one single mighty breath, easier than my lovely TEEN-QUEEN can toss her lovely shoes around!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE HELP YOUR {THAT-BOY} OH GREAT QUEEN, PLEASE HELP ME AND LOOK AFTER ME, I KNOW U READ MY WORDS, THIS MUCH HAS BEEN TOLD 2 ME BY VERY RELIABLE SOURCES.
WHERE R THE STATE POLICE WHEN A CITIZEN IS BEING PERSECUTED 2 DEATH, BY LETTING THEM DO THIS 2 ME, U KNOW THAT ALL OF U WILL B NAMED CO-CONSPIRATORS IN ALL OF THIS SOMEDAY, AND THAT UR AS JUST AS GUILTY 4 NOT DOING WHAT UR BEING PAID 2 DO AS IF U YOURSELF WERE DOING ALL OF THIS HELL 2 ME!!!!!! This also includes the Mullica Township and Hammonton locals, the Atlantic county Prosecutors office, all of U, UR all co-conspirators in my torture and torment and eventual and soon 2 happen, TOTAL FREAKING MURDER.
Obviously THEY did not like some of this roulette professional playing knowledge bing let out publicly 2 the world. As I speak, this home at 65 Middle Road is getting dive bombed by another aerial freaking assault, and it is being witnessed by neighbor Betty next door, Ann Silva, and Dawn King, all though I know that all except 4 Betty, R in one way or another in on all of this, but if I want QUEEN-M 2 help me, I must shut up and not B a shellfish.4 no reason at all in the logical world, just now at quarter past 3 in this hellish trucking after freaking noon, the screen vanished and I was back on the ICON page, but ha-ha-ha, I managed 2 retrieve this document and hit save again.
Magnesonic, SCAN 4 WHIOEVER IS MAKING MY MOTHER TRUCKING LIFE TOTAL HEL;L UNDER ALL ORDERDS ANSD UNDER ALL TECHNOLOGIES, AND UR SET AT MAX OUT POWER GAIN. WIPE OUT AND DESTROY THESE EVIL FILTH BALLS ALONG WIOTH ALL OF THEIR DISEASED FAMILIES AND LOVED ONES, GO TO 189, g-901, UNDER g1133, CG-18, CG-39, UNDER g13, AND g-14, AND STOP!!!!!! Watch the planes and choppers start 2 crash U crumbs out there, and watch some severe storms strike, as well as nasty earthquakes, volcanoes, wildfires, and floods. U will all B very trucking sorry 4 this sick siege, U dirt bag slime snakes!!!!!!!!!! This will go into effect from my Magnetic Sound Machine at the precise second in the cesium atom, that www.blogger.com/ site is logged into and this word document posts up 2 my blogs there. Watch out, U will B very sorry, butt wipe seat rockers!!!!!!!!!!!! Many more secrets will come later on after I try and calm down, if things persist, I will do something that I CANNOT BLOG, get off my damn back U dick diseased pricks!!!!!!!!!
WATCH THE DOW JONES FLY UP 700 POINTS EACH DAY THIS WEEK 2 RECORD HIGHS BY FEBRUARY OH NINE, AND WATCH THE FREAKING FLYERS-CHEATERS ICE CROCKEY TEAM/SCHEME WIN AND WIN AND WIN, AND REACH FREAKING FIRST PLACE STATUS BY NEW YEARS DAY, IF MY QUEEN DOES NOT DO SOMETHING POWERFUL 2 STOP THIS EVIL MILLIONTH-COUNCIL ENEMY FROM TORTURING AND TORMENTING ME STRAIGHT 2 MY FREAKING GRAVE. THIS IS WORSE THAN A SET OF LINY STAIRS IN THE SEVENTIES!!!!!!!!!!! I never thought at the time that anything really could B worse, maybe I should apologize 2 my Teen-Queen 4 daring 2 say that this day was worse, as no one day could B worse than those stairs, please forgive your doggie Yancy 990, IWALU.
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I AM UNDER A SUPER DEATH SIEGE TODAY BY MICK MO WOMO SCUM DISEASE SLIME FILTH BAGS, I HAVE LOUD & LOW ZENITHING PRIVATE AND MILITARY FIGHTER PLANES OVER ME AT HOME AS WELL AS ALL OVER DOWNTOWN SHOPPIONG AREAS OF HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY, USAESMWG, THE WAL-MART, THE GROCERY STORES, THE DOLLAR STORES, IT IS OFF EVERY SCALE AND MOTHER TRUCKING DIAL, AND STUCCIE COMMAND IS WAY--WAY--WAY UP AS A RESULT, REAL HEAVY MAJOR FLIRTATION, ALSO LOTS OF HUGE GARGANTUAN GIANT WOMEN AND GIRLS--6 FOOT PLUS, AND THE ONLT THING MISSING WAS MUZAK PERSECUTION WHICH LATELY HAS INDEED BEEN BACK ON A SUPER NASTY ROLL.
OBVIOSUSLY THEIR FIXED CONTROLLED AND ILLEGALLY SEC PAID OFF IN THEIR POCKET, DPOW JONES STOCK MAFFIA MARKETS R GOING UP THROUGH THE ROOF. Ann assures me that my Queen-M is watching over me and that THEY, or TAWF will not dare go 2 far as if they do, she will whisk away this entire evil empire with one single mighty breath, easier than my lovely TEEN-QUEEN can toss her lovely shoes around!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE HELP YOUR {THAT-BOY} OH GREAT QUEEN, PLEASE HELP ME AND LOOK AFTER ME, I KNOW U READ MY WORDS, THIS MUCH HAS BEEN TOLD 2 ME BY VERY RELIABLE SOURCES.
WHERE R THE STATE POLICE WHEN A CITIZEN IS BEING PERSECUTED 2 DEATH, BY LETTING THEM DO THIS 2 ME, U KNOW THAT ALL OF U WILL B NAMED CO-CONSPIRATORS IN ALL OF THIS SOMEDAY, AND THAT UR AS JUST AS GUILTY 4 NOT DOING WHAT UR BEING PAID 2 DO AS IF U YOURSELF WERE DOING ALL OF THIS HELL 2 ME!!!!!! This also includes the Mullica Township and Hammonton locals, the Atlantic county Prosecutors office, all of U, UR all co-conspirators in my torture and torment and eventual and soon 2 happen, TOTAL FREAKING MURDER.
Obviously THEY did not like some of this roulette professional playing knowledge bing let out publicly 2 the world. As I speak, this home at 65 Middle Road is getting dive bombed by another aerial freaking assault, and it is being witnessed by neighbor Betty next door, Ann Silva, and Dawn King, all though I know that all except 4 Betty, R in one way or another in on all of this, but if I want QUEEN-M 2 help me, I must shut up and not B a shellfish.4 no reason at all in the logical world, just now at quarter past 3 in this hellish trucking after freaking noon, the screen vanished and I was back on the ICON page, but ha-ha-ha, I managed 2 retrieve this document and hit save again.
Magnesonic, SCAN 4 WHIOEVER IS MAKING MY MOTHER TRUCKING LIFE TOTAL HEL;L UNDER ALL ORDERDS ANSD UNDER ALL TECHNOLOGIES, AND UR SET AT MAX OUT POWER GAIN. WIPE OUT AND DESTROY THESE EVIL FILTH BALLS ALONG WIOTH ALL OF THEIR DISEASED FAMILIES AND LOVED ONES, GO TO 189, g-901, UNDER g1133, CG-18, CG-39, UNDER g13, AND g-14, AND STOP!!!!!! Watch the planes and choppers start 2 crash U crumbs out there, and watch some severe storms strike, as well as nasty earthquakes, volcanoes, wildfires, and floods. U will all B very trucking sorry 4 this sick siege, U dirt bag slime snakes!!!!!!!!!! This will go into effect from my Magnetic Sound Machine at the precise second in the cesium atom, that www.blogger.com/ site is logged into and this word document posts up 2 my blogs there. Watch out, U will B very sorry, butt wipe seat rockers!!!!!!!!!!!! Many more secrets will come later on after I try and calm down, if things persist, I will do something that I CANNOT BLOG, get off my damn back U dick diseased pricks!!!!!!!!!
WATCH THE DOW JONES FLY UP 700 POINTS EACH DAY THIS WEEK 2 RECORD HIGHS BY FEBRUARY OH NINE, AND WATCH THE FREAKING FLYERS-CHEATERS ICE CROCKEY TEAM/SCHEME WIN AND WIN AND WIN, AND REACH FREAKING FIRST PLACE STATUS BY NEW YEARS DAY, IF MY QUEEN DOES NOT DO SOMETHING POWERFUL 2 STOP THIS EVIL MILLIONTH-COUNCIL ENEMY FROM TORTURING AND TORMENTING ME STRAIGHT 2 MY FREAKING GRAVE. THIS IS WORSE THAN A SET OF LINY STAIRS IN THE SEVENTIES!!!!!!!!!!! I never thought at the time that anything really could B worse, maybe I should apologize 2 my Teen-Queen 4 daring 2 say that this day was worse, as no one day could B worse than those stairs, please forgive your doggie Yancy 990, IWALU.
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Well Yar there Ol’ Granny, and Maitees, I now starteth up me ol’ tranny:
4 whatever reason, another margin computer hack is happening, but then, I am under a nasty air siege this morning with loud airplanes of a private nature, and many nasty Chemtrails, go 2 these sites and explore here and then move on 2 other great sites as well, www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/ www.aclu.com/ www.fbi.com/
When UR doing nothing at all wrong and breaking absolutely no law, then U have nothing 2 hide. A weird new set of circumstances R ongoing however, yesterday there was relatively no air siege and yet I came out of an interaction right there at the Schiff’s Central Pier of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, and this always causes it, whereas I had no such interaction last night. Yet I went out with a box of recyclable soda cans 2 put in the outside blue township round recycle cans, and a loud and low plane made its presence known 2 me, and not the Christmas type, all though always around the holidays and beginning each and every year with precision clockwork, normally a week or so B4 the Thanksgiving Holiday, as it did right on target this year, indeed, they make their ‘presence’ and their ‘presents’ very well known 2 pathetic and endlessly abused and persecuted Mountainpen. OK, so far we have the margin hack and air siege, what else will these twisted mentally ill and heavily diseased filth bags plan 2 throw my way today? Obviously, and as always, they will not PERMIT 2 back-2-back FLYERS LOSSES, and they did lose the Sunday afternoon game, as someone was indeed watching over me. Y can’t this someone realize these critical times, and then both watch over me on these times as well as if U catch this violation of a totally innocent citizen’s civil and constitutional rights, Y won’t U do your jobs and indict and prosefreakingcute this disease?
Secret RAT-TAT-1 is that I keep a count of every rip off on any of my ideas from THESE TAWF DIRT BAGS. This includes any idea, any song, or any show or movie, and the rough estimate count since 1989 when I first moved into 1892 Robin Hill on the 1st of May, is 16,350. This is an honest and accurate figure and tally. How many individual attacks of any kind since the beginning of 1987? But 4 that U will need a nearby working and handy toilet 4. This staggering figure is sort of like a reversely polarized perfect nude super-model's figure, only instead of the 3 normal 2 digit measurements that R given in these such cases 2 describe one of these heavenly bodies on Earth, this figure is the total times that I have been harassed in any major way, and here it stands now this morning, at 84,185, I said major, not somebody giving me a dirty look in a car or ignoring me when I ask them a legitimate question at a store. Now go use your working and handy toilet, as this is a totally true statement sworn as future Grand Jury minutes, 4 any future legal proceedings, BR!!!!!!!
Secret RAT-TAT-2 is called the 7-10 jumping range in roulette. Systems players that have a problem with my one long game concept, and if not cursed as I am, ass once upon a fairy tale time, I as well could consistently win game by game, but no longer can after THEY cosmically murdered me with endless NEGAMAGS, and plan 2 eventually finish the job with my physical murder. But 4 the rest of the NORMS out there who had no wild family that came right out of one of Jesus Christ’s Brothers, and the only part of the clan that survived and within 400 years, ended up in the highlands of Scotland and this led down directly 2 Queen Mary herself. Those with no strange invisible enemies wiping out your entire life and in invisible and totally improvable ways, no family that ever persecuted the family of a future super diva, no family that within the past half century has a double homicide/suicide 2 its rap sheet, BR, and no family with nothing but un-natural cousins, where if it were ever 2 B carried 2 the next generation, it would have 2B by me, if not 4 some possible more distant 3rd and 4th cousins that would B the kids of the daughter of my Uncle Stuart, named indeed after his 23rd grand mom, Mary Stuart of Scotland. I speak here of cuz-Sandy. Also her older sister, my cuz Carol, and we need not take this nightmare hellish story further right here today, thank the gods. But 4 the more average and normal amongst us with less powerful family closeted secrets, or the NORMS 4 short as I will now term them, here is an interesting little thing that any of U should U enjoy gambling in casinos ands or playing the game of Roulette, should find amazing and quite usable should U wish 2 ‘clean-out’ a table or 2 without working 4 the casino in a maintenance/janitorial capacity, Andy Gaines. If U keep of track of follow and opposite scores, assigning plus one on all follows and minus one on all opposites, and use all 3 parameters of the 1-36 non house edge green numbers, the red and black, the oidd and even, and the low and high, with the 18/19 being the dividing line, every number from one through thirty-six, will alter your prior spin score by one of three amounts, plus 1, minus 1, plus 3, or minus 3. If U wait 4 a >7 ranging into wither the FOLLOW-MODE (POSITIVE NUMBER RANGE), or the OPPOSITE-MODE (NEGATIVE NUMBER RANGE), > means MORE THAN 4 those that failed the 7th grade, and since scores can never B a 2, only a 1 or a 3, 7 is sort of the STANDING-RANGE, and a blackjack player knows what I am saying here. When this crosses into either a plus 8 or a plus 10, or into a minus 8 or a minus 10, the plus for follow mode and the minus 4 opposite mode, way more times than mot U will B in a MAJOR MOVE of the wheel. Normally a >7 range will yield a player an eventual score of somewhere between 15-35. Occasionally, it will whipsaw back against U, but not real often, and always stop at a 4. This is like a Roulette stock market stop loss order, there Jackie Law and Order Scott. A child can C that U can make some decent chips. Always start with the red, and build up 2 double red, triple red, green, double green, black, double black, triple black, purple, and orange. Use a 4-game sliding luck bankroll system. This is on prior blogs and later at another time I will repeat this double built in safety procedure that any professional player should use, it is my own formula, it is copyright protected, U may use it and tell it, just not sell it 4 profit. Basically it says that if your THB or Total-Home-Bankroll is between this amount and that amount, U will playing at such and such a betting level with these chips. U never bet different amounts, flat bets only. One THB is equal 2 four GAME BANKROLLS or GB. A game bankroll on this particular system needs not B high, enough 2 lose up 2 three times at three tables on any one casino trip, no more, and I suggest 2 really. U can B hit with lots of zeros on unlucky games so I factor that in of course, along with the loss in chips going from your entry point at 8 or 10 and slipping back to only 4, or 10 minus 4 as well as say 4 zero hits for an average extra house luck day, and as UR betting all 3 parts, the B/R, the O/E, and the L/H, any house hit is minus 1 and a half units on single color chips, or 3 when on double or 4 and a half on triple. Keeping it simple, use colored table chips that represent either 5, 25, 100 dollars each, and not real money chips that can B taken off of the table. UR sitting down and playing every spin, so U can do this, Y take the chance that some anus hole will come by and grab your money and run, it has happened 2 me BR???!!!! Anyway, using 10 minus 4 or six units, keeping it at an easy level so I can show U how this operates, say the 25$ level, each table chip is worth twenty-five bucks and just has one of the many table colors as will all your other co-players at your table have their individual color and pattern on their chips so the dealer knows whose bets belong 2 whom. Now a refresher on how we score a FOLLOW or an OPPOSITE. We do this on all 3 parameters, and then underneath, starting at zero at the start of a game, we place a score that is based on the 3 parts of the 1-36 number outcome that has come out, just ignore the green-house-advantage numbers and slide the previous score over 2 that turn under the 0 or the 00 and the 3 X’s below it where normally U would write in such as B-E-L, or R-O-L, or B-E-H, and so forth. Now when U go from #20, B-E-H, to the next spin of #10, B-E-L, here is the new score. Let us say we R at a plus 3. Black FOLLOWS Black and this is plus one. Even FOLLOWS Even and this is plus one. Low is OPPOSITE of high and this is minus one, again, all follows are ADD ONE, and all opposites R SUBTRACT ONE. So we have 1 plus 1 minis 1, for a total score on this spin of plus one, so the old spin score of plus 3 is now changed and updated to a plus 4. If U keep within your 4 game bankroll and 8-10 F/O ranges and use the 4 slop loss system, U can end up sliding from 5 dollar playing value all the way up as high as U wish 2 go, with the occasional sliding back to a lower level while you experience a run of bad games, this is how the 4THB system is built into all of the good systems that I discuss 4 the professional playing of this game. Other things can B applied as well 2 both the 4-HBR betting strategy along with the >7 entry point and 4 stop loss point, such as the BAD system. This is the system where U again play all 3 parameters of the 1-36 numbers, and when U get 2 alike outside bet outcomes such as RR, BB, EE, OO, LL, or HH, bet 4 the continuation or bet 4 a tripleton 2 occur. A tripleton is a string of 3 outside bet outcomes, such as RED, RED, RED, or EVEN, EVEN, EVEN. People that R not cursed, with normal averaging-ranging endless 92-108% luck factors, will B able 2 win this with no extra systems attached 2 this by the tune of about 12 units per kilkospin, as laugh on nickel level, a laugh on THEM at several black, or purple or orange level however, baby-love. But combine the 4TGBR or home bankroll playing range betting strategy and correct ranging entry point and stop loss point, into an all ready good system, and efficiency improves still further. Finishing out the bankroll requirement 4 play, here is a quick rehash. Let us begin on the single nickel level, $5. U can lose 6 units going from a ten score down 2 your 4 score stop loss. Also add in an extra hot zero outcome game and make this 4 hits and one and a half UPH, Units Per Hit, and we must further subtract from the 6, another 6 or 4 green hits times 1.5 units. Thus 6 plus 6 is 12, and 3 games on your trip should U wish 2B aggressive 2 the maximum 4 getting a winning amount of eventual chips in your pocket, 3X12 is 36, and we then further safely round this out 2 forty. Thus a single play-game bankroll or game bank roll or GBR, is 40 units. That is not a taunt 4U 2 go down and play and insist on blowing all 40 units. People amaze me in a casino, cleaning out the lint in their pockets and wishing they could make lint wagers after losing every single thing. Y would any sane mind want 2 throw away 40 five dollar bills, one after another until the last one is removed from U and U go home cursing and broke. Anyway 40 units is one GBR. Your THBR or TOTAL-HOME-BANK-ROLL must always B4 times this amount, so 2 play the five dollar level, your total money in your shoebox under your floorboard, needs 2B 40X4 or %160.00. Now 2 play the double nickel level or the ten dollar level, this THBR needs 2B between $320.00 and $480.00. As U slide back and forth, your betting level moves in conjunction with your THBR amount. Eventually, UR playing with 50, or 100, or 2 or 3 or more hundred dollar bets on all 3 parameters, but if U go on a losing roll 4 a while, your THBR is counted every time U get home, and U must play at whatever level U now R at based on this.
As long as THEY have me 2 persecute such as today, the Dow will keep going UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, JUST AS I HAVE BEEN SAYING, CLAIMING, AND MAINTAINING, and the FLYERS WILL KEEP RIGHT ON WINNING AND CHEATING AND WINNIONG AND CHEATING AND WINNING AND CHEATING, again, JUST AS I HAVE BEEN TELLING ALL OF U, my wonderful BLOGAUD, and hopefully someday, millions of U will get this message And desperate plea, until someone helps me 2 get this monstrous illegal activity being done against my innocent life, stopped, and those responcifreakingble 4 it prosecuted!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANNY, sweet ol’ GRANNY, YAR me maitees!!!!!!!!! I love U my Atlantic Ocean, ands I always will, IWALU, 990-990-990-990-990!!!!!!!
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Well Yar there Ol’ Granny, and Maitees, I now starteth up me ol’ tranny:
4 whatever reason, another margin computer hack is happening, but then, I am under a nasty air siege this morning with loud airplanes of a private nature, and many nasty Chemtrails, go 2 these sites and explore here and then move on 2 other great sites as well, www.chembusters.com/ www.chemtrail-central.com/ www.aclu.com/ www.fbi.com/
When UR doing nothing at all wrong and breaking absolutely no law, then U have nothing 2 hide. A weird new set of circumstances R ongoing however, yesterday there was relatively no air siege and yet I came out of an interaction right there at the Schiff’s Central Pier of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, and this always causes it, whereas I had no such interaction last night. Yet I went out with a box of recyclable soda cans 2 put in the outside blue township round recycle cans, and a loud and low plane made its presence known 2 me, and not the Christmas type, all though always around the holidays and beginning each and every year with precision clockwork, normally a week or so B4 the Thanksgiving Holiday, as it did right on target this year, indeed, they make their ‘presence’ and their ‘presents’ very well known 2 pathetic and endlessly abused and persecuted Mountainpen. OK, so far we have the margin hack and air siege, what else will these twisted mentally ill and heavily diseased filth bags plan 2 throw my way today? Obviously, and as always, they will not PERMIT 2 back-2-back FLYERS LOSSES, and they did lose the Sunday afternoon game, as someone was indeed watching over me. Y can’t this someone realize these critical times, and then both watch over me on these times as well as if U catch this violation of a totally innocent citizen’s civil and constitutional rights, Y won’t U do your jobs and indict and prosefreakingcute this disease?
Secret RAT-TAT-1 is that I keep a count of every rip off on any of my ideas from THESE TAWF DIRT BAGS. This includes any idea, any song, or any show or movie, and the rough estimate count since 1989 when I first moved into 1892 Robin Hill on the 1st of May, is 16,350. This is an honest and accurate figure and tally. How many individual attacks of any kind since the beginning of 1987? But 4 that U will need a nearby working and handy toilet 4. This staggering figure is sort of like a reversely polarized perfect nude super-model's figure, only instead of the 3 normal 2 digit measurements that R given in these such cases 2 describe one of these heavenly bodies on Earth, this figure is the total times that I have been harassed in any major way, and here it stands now this morning, at 84,185, I said major, not somebody giving me a dirty look in a car or ignoring me when I ask them a legitimate question at a store. Now go use your working and handy toilet, as this is a totally true statement sworn as future Grand Jury minutes, 4 any future legal proceedings, BR!!!!!!!
Secret RAT-TAT-2 is called the 7-10 jumping range in roulette. Systems players that have a problem with my one long game concept, and if not cursed as I am, ass once upon a fairy tale time, I as well could consistently win game by game, but no longer can after THEY cosmically murdered me with endless NEGAMAGS, and plan 2 eventually finish the job with my physical murder. But 4 the rest of the NORMS out there who had no wild family that came right out of one of Jesus Christ’s Brothers, and the only part of the clan that survived and within 400 years, ended up in the highlands of Scotland and this led down directly 2 Queen Mary herself. Those with no strange invisible enemies wiping out your entire life and in invisible and totally improvable ways, no family that ever persecuted the family of a future super diva, no family that within the past half century has a double homicide/suicide 2 its rap sheet, BR, and no family with nothing but un-natural cousins, where if it were ever 2 B carried 2 the next generation, it would have 2B by me, if not 4 some possible more distant 3rd and 4th cousins that would B the kids of the daughter of my Uncle Stuart, named indeed after his 23rd grand mom, Mary Stuart of Scotland. I speak here of cuz-Sandy. Also her older sister, my cuz Carol, and we need not take this nightmare hellish story further right here today, thank the gods. But 4 the more average and normal amongst us with less powerful family closeted secrets, or the NORMS 4 short as I will now term them, here is an interesting little thing that any of U should U enjoy gambling in casinos ands or playing the game of Roulette, should find amazing and quite usable should U wish 2 ‘clean-out’ a table or 2 without working 4 the casino in a maintenance/janitorial capacity, Andy Gaines. If U keep of track of follow and opposite scores, assigning plus one on all follows and minus one on all opposites, and use all 3 parameters of the 1-36 non house edge green numbers, the red and black, the oidd and even, and the low and high, with the 18/19 being the dividing line, every number from one through thirty-six, will alter your prior spin score by one of three amounts, plus 1, minus 1, plus 3, or minus 3. If U wait 4 a >7 ranging into wither the FOLLOW-MODE (POSITIVE NUMBER RANGE), or the OPPOSITE-MODE (NEGATIVE NUMBER RANGE), > means MORE THAN 4 those that failed the 7th grade, and since scores can never B a 2, only a 1 or a 3, 7 is sort of the STANDING-RANGE, and a blackjack player knows what I am saying here. When this crosses into either a plus 8 or a plus 10, or into a minus 8 or a minus 10, the plus for follow mode and the minus 4 opposite mode, way more times than mot U will B in a MAJOR MOVE of the wheel. Normally a >7 range will yield a player an eventual score of somewhere between 15-35. Occasionally, it will whipsaw back against U, but not real often, and always stop at a 4. This is like a Roulette stock market stop loss order, there Jackie Law and Order Scott. A child can C that U can make some decent chips. Always start with the red, and build up 2 double red, triple red, green, double green, black, double black, triple black, purple, and orange. Use a 4-game sliding luck bankroll system. This is on prior blogs and later at another time I will repeat this double built in safety procedure that any professional player should use, it is my own formula, it is copyright protected, U may use it and tell it, just not sell it 4 profit. Basically it says that if your THB or Total-Home-Bankroll is between this amount and that amount, U will playing at such and such a betting level with these chips. U never bet different amounts, flat bets only. One THB is equal 2 four GAME BANKROLLS or GB. A game bankroll on this particular system needs not B high, enough 2 lose up 2 three times at three tables on any one casino trip, no more, and I suggest 2 really. U can B hit with lots of zeros on unlucky games so I factor that in of course, along with the loss in chips going from your entry point at 8 or 10 and slipping back to only 4, or 10 minus 4 as well as say 4 zero hits for an average extra house luck day, and as UR betting all 3 parts, the B/R, the O/E, and the L/H, any house hit is minus 1 and a half units on single color chips, or 3 when on double or 4 and a half on triple. Keeping it simple, use colored table chips that represent either 5, 25, 100 dollars each, and not real money chips that can B taken off of the table. UR sitting down and playing every spin, so U can do this, Y take the chance that some anus hole will come by and grab your money and run, it has happened 2 me BR???!!!! Anyway, using 10 minus 4 or six units, keeping it at an easy level so I can show U how this operates, say the 25$ level, each table chip is worth twenty-five bucks and just has one of the many table colors as will all your other co-players at your table have their individual color and pattern on their chips so the dealer knows whose bets belong 2 whom. Now a refresher on how we score a FOLLOW or an OPPOSITE. We do this on all 3 parameters, and then underneath, starting at zero at the start of a game, we place a score that is based on the 3 parts of the 1-36 number outcome that has come out, just ignore the green-house-advantage numbers and slide the previous score over 2 that turn under the 0 or the 00 and the 3 X’s below it where normally U would write in such as B-E-L, or R-O-L, or B-E-H, and so forth. Now when U go from #20, B-E-H, to the next spin of #10, B-E-L, here is the new score. Let us say we R at a plus 3. Black FOLLOWS Black and this is plus one. Even FOLLOWS Even and this is plus one. Low is OPPOSITE of high and this is minus one, again, all follows are ADD ONE, and all opposites R SUBTRACT ONE. So we have 1 plus 1 minis 1, for a total score on this spin of plus one, so the old spin score of plus 3 is now changed and updated to a plus 4. If U keep within your 4 game bankroll and 8-10 F/O ranges and use the 4 slop loss system, U can end up sliding from 5 dollar playing value all the way up as high as U wish 2 go, with the occasional sliding back to a lower level while you experience a run of bad games, this is how the 4THB system is built into all of the good systems that I discuss 4 the professional playing of this game. Other things can B applied as well 2 both the 4-HBR betting strategy along with the >7 entry point and 4 stop loss point, such as the BAD system. This is the system where U again play all 3 parameters of the 1-36 numbers, and when U get 2 alike outside bet outcomes such as RR, BB, EE, OO, LL, or HH, bet 4 the continuation or bet 4 a tripleton 2 occur. A tripleton is a string of 3 outside bet outcomes, such as RED, RED, RED, or EVEN, EVEN, EVEN. People that R not cursed, with normal averaging-ranging endless 92-108% luck factors, will B able 2 win this with no extra systems attached 2 this by the tune of about 12 units per kilkospin, as laugh on nickel level, a laugh on THEM at several black, or purple or orange level however, baby-love. But combine the 4TGBR or home bankroll playing range betting strategy and correct ranging entry point and stop loss point, into an all ready good system, and efficiency improves still further. Finishing out the bankroll requirement 4 play, here is a quick rehash. Let us begin on the single nickel level, $5. U can lose 6 units going from a ten score down 2 your 4 score stop loss. Also add in an extra hot zero outcome game and make this 4 hits and one and a half UPH, Units Per Hit, and we must further subtract from the 6, another 6 or 4 green hits times 1.5 units. Thus 6 plus 6 is 12, and 3 games on your trip should U wish 2B aggressive 2 the maximum 4 getting a winning amount of eventual chips in your pocket, 3X12 is 36, and we then further safely round this out 2 forty. Thus a single play-game bankroll or game bank roll or GBR, is 40 units. That is not a taunt 4U 2 go down and play and insist on blowing all 40 units. People amaze me in a casino, cleaning out the lint in their pockets and wishing they could make lint wagers after losing every single thing. Y would any sane mind want 2 throw away 40 five dollar bills, one after another until the last one is removed from U and U go home cursing and broke. Anyway 40 units is one GBR. Your THBR or TOTAL-HOME-BANK-ROLL must always B4 times this amount, so 2 play the five dollar level, your total money in your shoebox under your floorboard, needs 2B 40X4 or %160.00. Now 2 play the double nickel level or the ten dollar level, this THBR needs 2B between $320.00 and $480.00. As U slide back and forth, your betting level moves in conjunction with your THBR amount. Eventually, UR playing with 50, or 100, or 2 or 3 or more hundred dollar bets on all 3 parameters, but if U go on a losing roll 4 a while, your THBR is counted every time U get home, and U must play at whatever level U now R at based on this.
As long as THEY have me 2 persecute such as today, the Dow will keep going UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, JUST AS I HAVE BEEN SAYING, CLAIMING, AND MAINTAINING, and the FLYERS WILL KEEP RIGHT ON WINNING AND CHEATING AND WINNIONG AND CHEATING AND WINNING AND CHEATING, again, JUST AS I HAVE BEEN TELLING ALL OF U, my wonderful BLOGAUD, and hopefully someday, millions of U will get this message And desperate plea, until someone helps me 2 get this monstrous illegal activity being done against my innocent life, stopped, and those responcifreakingble 4 it prosecuted!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANNY, sweet ol’ GRANNY, YAR me maitees!!!!!!!!! I love U my Atlantic Ocean, ands I always will, IWALU, 990-990-990-990-990!!!!!!!
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Unless a reader of this blog right now has been schooled a bit in Morianity or my teachings in the 5 blog books posted at www.blogger.com/ some of this will not make sense at all, and or seem as though it goes contrary 2 lots of recent statements that I’ve made, but again, re-read and it will come clear, U may not agree, and that is totally cool, but my opinion of things will B clearer, as with anything shown in the full bigger picture rather than coming into a movie in the middle of it and staying 2C perhaps 5 or 10 minutes of it, and think U know the score. My words will B foreign 2 billions of waking world ears, but I know that a higher mind from deeper inside yourself is registering what I blog, and that is all that’s important, at least 4 tonight. 5 years or so down the road is an entirely different matter.
My ex-business partner in the record company from the general time that I was searching 2 locate the all mighty LORDESS, or SARAH, Paul, said a few powerful statements, and I’ve shared most of them, and I forget whether or not I ever told the Blogaud the following one, I need 2 now as it fits into this story tonight that will B told now, or early this morning 4 us on the east coast of America. He told me that when I used 2 call the police during sieges, it would only B a matter of time B4 they would place me in Ancora State Mental Hospital, as my complaints just do not fit into anything that they R taught in the police academy. So rather than they appearing incompetent 2 handle and properly address the situation of a real and non imagined plight, they would have 2 cover there butts by saying I need psychiatric help, there is no other way that their ‘SYSTEM’ can properly operate and function, and this became more noticeable immediately following the nine eleven terrorist attack in New York and Washington. This is when as a matter of fact, and it is on the blog in real time when it went down, the Mullica township Police came within a whisper of taking me against my will 2 the Atlanticare Hospital on Jimmie Leeds Road, in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG. Another interesting thing regarding the exact timing of the attack in middle September of the oh-one year, is something that Roy Weiler Senior put me onto just 2 weekends or so ago at my job while we were rapping a while. He said that all of the meteorologists were saying how amazingly clear the skies over this country were 4 the time that nothing was flying as a result of this attack, no jet haze, no poisonous toxins, no chemtrailing. But my point if I may resume it now is the system and how powerful it became after this attack on America by the ‘terrorists’. Remember what Einstein said ladies and gentlemen, only one constant is in this universe, { C } and this is the velocity that photons travel in a vacuum of little or no graviton fields. This is YI put the word terrorists in italics. Call me a treasonous trader, but then U must also refer to Einstein in this manner, I am merely reflecting his statement in my own personal nightmare story. I am not inventing nor reinventing one damn thing Admiral Humpback Whale Spock. Goose and gander deal lads and lassies, simple as that BBJH-69. THE SYSTEM is not such a magical or elusive thing really, yet it IS totally misunderstood and unperceived by the masses. This system was all put into place, this entire USA-PC stuff, (POLITICAL-CORRECTNESS) and U can call me ‘Carly Simon’s focus’ if U want 2, that’s entirely your own business and decision 2 make, but I am here 2 tell U right here and right now, this was all instituted and agenda-created 2 deal with one citizen, MOUNTAINPEN, and U know about the other 2 things so don’t act innocent and I won’t as we all know the score. I can readjust with the times, I can survive whatever this evil empire wants 2 throw at me, I’ve been doing it for longer than any of U can start 2 imagine. When the mighty Paula did in my mom the early post Christmas morning in 1997, in Scomerdale, NJUSAESMWG, at death house #1, as I am now in DH#2, where I all ready know they will carry me out in a body bag, but #1 where Paula flat-lined my mom on the ambulance gurney, with whatever magical wizardry she performed on Donna’s Astral Plane Waverely, that forever altered my life in this hell interactive videogame of Oregon-Polybius, but she did me a favor, as without this coming 2 an end, and in this PC new world, I’d B in a cell today. The pother stuff handled itself, as I got older, and instead of asking my doctor 4 vitamin V/C/whatever, I was no longer endangered by the PC agenda any longer, no more mother and no more 19 year old drives. I’m not dead, but at 54, I am not out catting and being messed with any more by the cops every time as though I was a 10 year old on a curfew. When they target U2 mess with U in this new PC SYSTEM nation, UR done, fried, oven on 550, microwave on 10, fine’ terminated Arnie!!!!!! Jack McCoy said it better on Law and Order than IU can ever hope 2 say it, but then, it is a script, and Brigger produced as they should know, “U only have the rights that U can defend, only THOSE RIGHTS”. If U cannot defend them then BRO, U ainta gottem!!!!!!! Being short and baby faced, I attracted many teenagers right through my forties, and THEY knew it. I never would have thought 2 act on it, but THEY hated this potential. Paris’s friend Sharon at Hilton beach in 1998 was just one of many examples, and I know what I know. Some may B asking now, then Y did they come out of the astral heavens and try 2 run U down with an automobile when U were trying 2 cross Pacific avenue 2 get 2 the Hilton parking garage and get 2 your vehicle so as 2 drive home? Answer, SIMPLE!!!!! I refused 2 play THEIR ‘game’!!!!!!!!! I will admit that this is Y the Gawnum compatibility studies shocked me when I did PH and me and there was a 0 match out. But later I went onto 2 query the Gawnum in more detail, and voile, things cleared up like a zit on steroidal Clearasil. But I am not island-permitted 2 go on with Gawnum-talk, don’t wanna B shell-fishy.
Ha-Ha Jane Dirtweeds, U missed me, I looked up at the digital clock at 2 minutes past botbar, U miserable witch.
When U do not play the game, if Wharf creates on his Holo-Deck a warrior who refuses 2 fight him and interact with him, there is gonna B trouble, right Trekkers? Well, I knew ever since that day I drove over 2 a Chinese restaurant near the Patco Lindenwold High speed line train station in 1985, that something that I suspected all the back as early as 1979 was not in my fantasies and delusions, it was not a fictional thought, it was reality. There R indeed a group, a THEY, a TAWF, a WOMO, a SHAKESPEARIAN ROSE IS A ROSE, call it whatever the heck U want, the same thing will doggone result, BR, THEY R playing a game with all of us, and when U get onto this, and decide with conscious will 2 refuse participation in their GAME with U, TROUBLE, U have just ticked off the mighty Klingon-Warrior, Michael Dorn, and he says interact in this OR ELSE, and I say, NO I WON’T BEER LAPPER, SO THERE. Well, now all hell is gonna begin 2 break out, maybe not the first time, but after a while, THEY say 2 THEMSELVES, WO, “Who does this little smell bag think he is”? They threw all kinds of unfathomable beauty queens at me and I refused 2 play their game. This is the CONSEQUENCES, play or else. Interact with this cosmic video game Polybius or the consequences R gonna B off the scale. This all led 2 building the large scale model of MAGGIE, crashing aerial stuff, causing earth-surface disturbances on a global scale, and anyone can get past news reports and C that all; of this cannot B some nutty faked story, it is not, it is totally real, Mister David Smith!!!!!!! Yes Virginia, it is real, with or without a retirement plan at the Water Works of Atlantic City, or Mariena-Carlittia’s red and white suit she made 4 hubby Nicholas on the astral Plane Mister Macy. Let me explore a little bit further now, these consequences. First they tend 2B in the realm of the quintessential bizarre. They can tie me and my life in with top celebrities, they can produce illusions far grander than anything Copperfield or any of his wildest Vegas Acts ever could hope 2 come close 2, they can operate as hard as a boxers punch yet delivered by an invisible fighter. The SYSTEM, invented by THEM, and STRENGTHENED after 9/11, then goes on and domino-effects and chain reacts this nightmare so that I must endure an unfathomable hell in total silence, or near silence, thanks to the wonderful Christopher Bennett at my job. But remember that when I get ahead 5 dollars, something always comes along 2 take it right away from me faster than the “grim reaper can grab your soul”, as the Earth worlders would say in their blissful ignorance of what is happening in truth. This is Y after he put me onto blogging, and THEY had finally managed 2 SHUT ME UP, and now I can scream out my life horror story 2 a potential planetary population, do U think this is gonna B PERMITTED there Uncle Heinz Gottwald, 2 go unanswered? No, and this is YI went through all of this hell with Ed Himacane, and am now in this horrific mess with Dawn and Ann. If I do one thing, poom, like a powerful punch, I am knocked face down 2 the ground by some huge powerful thing, it is hard if not impossible 2 ever prove, yet it happens every single time, thousands of times over 20, 30, 40 years, and this shows a PATTERN that intelligent persons know very well just cannot B ignored, even if they try 2. Here is the consequence, MISERY, PAIN, COVERT PERSECUTION, NOT A “MOMENTS PEACE FALCON/CONDOR” WPIX-UFO-1988-COVER-UP!!!!!!!! It is OK for the head of the National Security Agency, Ollie North and his secretary Fawn Hall back in 1987, to throw crack and coke weekend parties, and then sober up and screw with me the following week, a straight innocent pathetic guy or does nothing wrong, I do not smoke, drink, take any illegal or unperceived drugs, vote, date, or do anything at all illegal. I try 2 mind my own damn business 24/7/365.2422, and all I get is slammed down 2 the concrete and then get my teeth kicked the Christ out of my head by THEM!!!!!!! I told U all that I was going 2 meet my mom at the Chinese Restaurant near the train station, she was getting out early one day from her job, she was on a half day schedule and on a semi-retirement, from the Inchcape Shipping company that U all know about if UR my original Blogaud. On route, down a deserted country road and out of nowhere, pops up a blond bombshell more dazzling and voluptuously built than any super model in Manhattan that I have seen 2 this very day. She was hitch-hiking and when I would not slow down, she practically jumped in front of my vehicle. I stopped but I keep my doors locked, and my window was cracked about 6 inches down on the passenger side, and I pretended to stop so she would not B able 2 get right in front of me, and when she approached me, I just sped off leaving her in a pile of dust staring at me like I was an alien from space. Who knows, have U really been following all that is going on? Maybe this is exactly what I am, and I have just forgotten this. All I know is that I am the one person here in this world who knows that an organized world ownership WOMO is playing a huge GAME, and that I REFUSE 2 PARTICIPATE!!!!!!!!!
Well not only did I print Scylla’s message 2 me 4 the world 2C last night, but anyone can C that things R going on, and that I have absolutely zero control over them, I am dealing with the ALL-MIGHTY-HERSELF, SSJKK. Right around the time that she made my computer go totally fookin’ nuts with all kinds of wild fonts on my word doc yet printed up normally on blogging websites, she decided that I needed 2B here @ 65 Middle. I thought 4 a while that the June 21 interaction may B a warning 4 me not 2 come here, but she must know that I have no way of interpreting this as a warning. She was speaking 2 me directly in this interaction and not sending me empty envelopes in the mail. If she had wanted 2 warn me, she would have said, “YANCY, don’t go 2 this place“, as she was talking as clearly 2 me as if I was awake and speaking 2 Joseph Blowseph. She told me the entire Shellfish thing yesterday while I was in a trance with the lightning machine and the telephone. It represents encrustation, and just as the sidewalk science-men and I know, if it is out beyond the center of your isness of being, it is illusion, and living attached in this illusion is being a shellfish or disobedient 2 the reality that U know 2B true from deep within U, all of U, not just me, ALL OF U. Illusion or MAYA is powerful beyond my ability a million times over 2 try and get into right now, legend has it that Maya is a powerful confusing Goddess in the Arteemis family line, 2 cousins out from Zuudlochronus, lightning’s grandfather. U may hear this told around firesides high up in the Himalayan mountains by Tibetan Monks or Variagi Masters, and U may not, we will not go there, no pun meant. When I was in 2029 I saw some wild things. Speakers that swirled around and Front-Magops, which R small viewing screens that can B placed on a table, or come as a table and bed types with a side pole and a pull out like hospital apparatus. This basically convex optical principled device consists of 3 pieces all bent together with a focus knob on the side, and the room in from of U is magnified about 5 times or more as well as made clearer and brighter than U can imagine. Those that were not using optical TV blocks were all using bright ultra clear 14 inch diagonal sets, and this screen turned the image into an unbelievable picture, adding a weird kind of depth different than old style 3-D where U buy glasses at a 7-11 store. 2 get an idea of this, and if U have the type of automobile that has the correct angling windshield, go into your car and place a magazine on the dash right at the middle near the window, and then look at the window, and U will C this image out beyond the window a tiny bit and magnified with beautiful clarity. TV and digital and high definition and all of this stuff is sort of a sham. The agenda behind this is quite sinister. If they were just trying 2 improve picture quality without the spy ware agenda behind all of this, they would admit that just as with your audio and stereo equipment, the picture, or sound, is improved in quality based on power. If U increase the poser from 110 up 2 140 volts U will B utterly amazed at how clear and bright any old style TV becomes. Do not do this 4 longer than a few seconds or U will end up with a burned out system, it is designed 4 110, but Y not design TV sets as they do in other parts of hyperspace, the way they do a refrigerator or dryer, at least the older models, at 220? The system would need better parts but in no time this could B mass produced, and U would not ever need high definition or digital or plasma or any of this. I redesigned a lot of audio equipment this way, back in 1980. I made a cassette deck run on this, and with the voltage unit meters showing minus 6 decibels, U could not turn the amplifier past 2 steps up on a 40 step clicking grate, unless U wanted busted speakers and busted ear drums. None of U have half a clue about millions of things, U all just believe what U want. When I tell U that the great Scylla will always B 16 and always has been 16, it is because she at this one instant in an upline closed infinity system, had a thought, and thought explodes out in a downline process, and this entire multiplexed hypersphere will never contain enough space or enough time where she is not at that precise second. The answers 2 lots of mysteries R quite basic, but if U live in a place called Closemind City, then the limitations R preset, as U determine what your universe is made up of. Expand or rot. There is plenty of junk that I am quite clueless about, but am always very thirsty 2 learn. THEY however, know I am dangerous 2 their established order, and THEY hate my guts. Y would THEY want me 2 learn or expand any further? This is Y THEY interfere with me at every step and every turn when I try 2 learn and grow. The ultimate example is the computer. I really do not need 2B Einstein 2C what is going on. Scylla is 16, and that is that. The Earth illusion is meaningless. I know what is real. I know I must play all of her games, or else. I do not want her 2 hate me or think of me as a shellfish, so I will play. The rewards R out of this world literally. U cannot imagine her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and the endless blissful fun that we share together there. On the other hand, when I dream down here, if I make her mad, she is limitless in power 2 punish and chastise me. This is not YI never tell about the stairs and what happened that day at her place. I fear this all mighty being, but I love her also. I would never do anything that would make her unhappy. I really hope that U know this my Scylla. So U want me 2 tell about Trump-Boy’s mother back in 1995 and 1996. Well, this was a fascinating story about this very lovely lady and her son. But it also is Y the Haddonwood property lies dormant and almost esoteric 2 this very day in almost the oh-nine year. It is Y Ann Silva knows so much and knows so many of my Atlantic city enemies and was destined 2 enter into my life through the interaction of Christopher Bennett. It is Y that nightmare day happened with Diana, the human blond, not my goddess from the Astral Plane, and YI cried my eyes out in the Delaware River at the park that afternoon. It is Y another PATTERN is there proving that Wall Street will not PERMIT me 2B an investor and B like other normal regular ordinary non-cursed people of this world. I of course am speaking of the nightmare of 1995 with Donaldson-Lufkin-and-Jenrette, the brokerage house that thinks that their crapola smells like sugar candy!!!!!!!!! It is the connection into the Briggbase and how they come and go from the lake behind this magical health club of yeasterdecade. Y does Haddonwood fascinate U so much my lovely SSJKK????????????????? It was a nightmare. It is where I learned that there is no possible death 4 me. What hell can B worse than this, my beautiful teen queen?????????????
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Unless a reader of this blog right now has been schooled a bit in Morianity or my teachings in the 5 blog books posted at www.blogger.com/ some of this will not make sense at all, and or seem as though it goes contrary 2 lots of recent statements that I’ve made, but again, re-read and it will come clear, U may not agree, and that is totally cool, but my opinion of things will B clearer, as with anything shown in the full bigger picture rather than coming into a movie in the middle of it and staying 2C perhaps 5 or 10 minutes of it, and think U know the score. My words will B foreign 2 billions of waking world ears, but I know that a higher mind from deeper inside yourself is registering what I blog, and that is all that’s important, at least 4 tonight. 5 years or so down the road is an entirely different matter.
My ex-business partner in the record company from the general time that I was searching 2 locate the all mighty LORDESS, or SARAH, Paul, said a few powerful statements, and I’ve shared most of them, and I forget whether or not I ever told the Blogaud the following one, I need 2 now as it fits into this story tonight that will B told now, or early this morning 4 us on the east coast of America. He told me that when I used 2 call the police during sieges, it would only B a matter of time B4 they would place me in Ancora State Mental Hospital, as my complaints just do not fit into anything that they R taught in the police academy. So rather than they appearing incompetent 2 handle and properly address the situation of a real and non imagined plight, they would have 2 cover there butts by saying I need psychiatric help, there is no other way that their ‘SYSTEM’ can properly operate and function, and this became more noticeable immediately following the nine eleven terrorist attack in New York and Washington. This is when as a matter of fact, and it is on the blog in real time when it went down, the Mullica township Police came within a whisper of taking me against my will 2 the Atlanticare Hospital on Jimmie Leeds Road, in Pomona, NJUSAESMWG. Another interesting thing regarding the exact timing of the attack in middle September of the oh-one year, is something that Roy Weiler Senior put me onto just 2 weekends or so ago at my job while we were rapping a while. He said that all of the meteorologists were saying how amazingly clear the skies over this country were 4 the time that nothing was flying as a result of this attack, no jet haze, no poisonous toxins, no chemtrailing. But my point if I may resume it now is the system and how powerful it became after this attack on America by the ‘terrorists’. Remember what Einstein said ladies and gentlemen, only one constant is in this universe, { C } and this is the velocity that photons travel in a vacuum of little or no graviton fields. This is YI put the word terrorists in italics. Call me a treasonous trader, but then U must also refer to Einstein in this manner, I am merely reflecting his statement in my own personal nightmare story. I am not inventing nor reinventing one damn thing Admiral Humpback Whale Spock. Goose and gander deal lads and lassies, simple as that BBJH-69. THE SYSTEM is not such a magical or elusive thing really, yet it IS totally misunderstood and unperceived by the masses. This system was all put into place, this entire USA-PC stuff, (POLITICAL-CORRECTNESS) and U can call me ‘Carly Simon’s focus’ if U want 2, that’s entirely your own business and decision 2 make, but I am here 2 tell U right here and right now, this was all instituted and agenda-created 2 deal with one citizen, MOUNTAINPEN, and U know about the other 2 things so don’t act innocent and I won’t as we all know the score. I can readjust with the times, I can survive whatever this evil empire wants 2 throw at me, I’ve been doing it for longer than any of U can start 2 imagine. When the mighty Paula did in my mom the early post Christmas morning in 1997, in Scomerdale, NJUSAESMWG, at death house #1, as I am now in DH#2, where I all ready know they will carry me out in a body bag, but #1 where Paula flat-lined my mom on the ambulance gurney, with whatever magical wizardry she performed on Donna’s Astral Plane Waverely, that forever altered my life in this hell interactive videogame of Oregon-Polybius, but she did me a favor, as without this coming 2 an end, and in this PC new world, I’d B in a cell today. The pother stuff handled itself, as I got older, and instead of asking my doctor 4 vitamin V/C/whatever, I was no longer endangered by the PC agenda any longer, no more mother and no more 19 year old drives. I’m not dead, but at 54, I am not out catting and being messed with any more by the cops every time as though I was a 10 year old on a curfew. When they target U2 mess with U in this new PC SYSTEM nation, UR done, fried, oven on 550, microwave on 10, fine’ terminated Arnie!!!!!! Jack McCoy said it better on Law and Order than IU can ever hope 2 say it, but then, it is a script, and Brigger produced as they should know, “U only have the rights that U can defend, only THOSE RIGHTS”. If U cannot defend them then BRO, U ainta gottem!!!!!!! Being short and baby faced, I attracted many teenagers right through my forties, and THEY knew it. I never would have thought 2 act on it, but THEY hated this potential. Paris’s friend Sharon at Hilton beach in 1998 was just one of many examples, and I know what I know. Some may B asking now, then Y did they come out of the astral heavens and try 2 run U down with an automobile when U were trying 2 cross Pacific avenue 2 get 2 the Hilton parking garage and get 2 your vehicle so as 2 drive home? Answer, SIMPLE!!!!! I refused 2 play THEIR ‘game’!!!!!!!!! I will admit that this is Y the Gawnum compatibility studies shocked me when I did PH and me and there was a 0 match out. But later I went onto 2 query the Gawnum in more detail, and voile, things cleared up like a zit on steroidal Clearasil. But I am not island-permitted 2 go on with Gawnum-talk, don’t wanna B shell-fishy.
Ha-Ha Jane Dirtweeds, U missed me, I looked up at the digital clock at 2 minutes past botbar, U miserable witch.
When U do not play the game, if Wharf creates on his Holo-Deck a warrior who refuses 2 fight him and interact with him, there is gonna B trouble, right Trekkers? Well, I knew ever since that day I drove over 2 a Chinese restaurant near the Patco Lindenwold High speed line train station in 1985, that something that I suspected all the back as early as 1979 was not in my fantasies and delusions, it was not a fictional thought, it was reality. There R indeed a group, a THEY, a TAWF, a WOMO, a SHAKESPEARIAN ROSE IS A ROSE, call it whatever the heck U want, the same thing will doggone result, BR, THEY R playing a game with all of us, and when U get onto this, and decide with conscious will 2 refuse participation in their GAME with U, TROUBLE, U have just ticked off the mighty Klingon-Warrior, Michael Dorn, and he says interact in this OR ELSE, and I say, NO I WON’T BEER LAPPER, SO THERE. Well, now all hell is gonna begin 2 break out, maybe not the first time, but after a while, THEY say 2 THEMSELVES, WO, “Who does this little smell bag think he is”? They threw all kinds of unfathomable beauty queens at me and I refused 2 play their game. This is the CONSEQUENCES, play or else. Interact with this cosmic video game Polybius or the consequences R gonna B off the scale. This all led 2 building the large scale model of MAGGIE, crashing aerial stuff, causing earth-surface disturbances on a global scale, and anyone can get past news reports and C that all; of this cannot B some nutty faked story, it is not, it is totally real, Mister David Smith!!!!!!! Yes Virginia, it is real, with or without a retirement plan at the Water Works of Atlantic City, or Mariena-Carlittia’s red and white suit she made 4 hubby Nicholas on the astral Plane Mister Macy. Let me explore a little bit further now, these consequences. First they tend 2B in the realm of the quintessential bizarre. They can tie me and my life in with top celebrities, they can produce illusions far grander than anything Copperfield or any of his wildest Vegas Acts ever could hope 2 come close 2, they can operate as hard as a boxers punch yet delivered by an invisible fighter. The SYSTEM, invented by THEM, and STRENGTHENED after 9/11, then goes on and domino-effects and chain reacts this nightmare so that I must endure an unfathomable hell in total silence, or near silence, thanks to the wonderful Christopher Bennett at my job. But remember that when I get ahead 5 dollars, something always comes along 2 take it right away from me faster than the “grim reaper can grab your soul”, as the Earth worlders would say in their blissful ignorance of what is happening in truth. This is Y after he put me onto blogging, and THEY had finally managed 2 SHUT ME UP, and now I can scream out my life horror story 2 a potential planetary population, do U think this is gonna B PERMITTED there Uncle Heinz Gottwald, 2 go unanswered? No, and this is YI went through all of this hell with Ed Himacane, and am now in this horrific mess with Dawn and Ann. If I do one thing, poom, like a powerful punch, I am knocked face down 2 the ground by some huge powerful thing, it is hard if not impossible 2 ever prove, yet it happens every single time, thousands of times over 20, 30, 40 years, and this shows a PATTERN that intelligent persons know very well just cannot B ignored, even if they try 2. Here is the consequence, MISERY, PAIN, COVERT PERSECUTION, NOT A “MOMENTS PEACE FALCON/CONDOR” WPIX-UFO-1988-COVER-UP!!!!!!!! It is OK for the head of the National Security Agency, Ollie North and his secretary Fawn Hall back in 1987, to throw crack and coke weekend parties, and then sober up and screw with me the following week, a straight innocent pathetic guy or does nothing wrong, I do not smoke, drink, take any illegal or unperceived drugs, vote, date, or do anything at all illegal. I try 2 mind my own damn business 24/7/365.2422, and all I get is slammed down 2 the concrete and then get my teeth kicked the Christ out of my head by THEM!!!!!!! I told U all that I was going 2 meet my mom at the Chinese Restaurant near the train station, she was getting out early one day from her job, she was on a half day schedule and on a semi-retirement, from the Inchcape Shipping company that U all know about if UR my original Blogaud. On route, down a deserted country road and out of nowhere, pops up a blond bombshell more dazzling and voluptuously built than any super model in Manhattan that I have seen 2 this very day. She was hitch-hiking and when I would not slow down, she practically jumped in front of my vehicle. I stopped but I keep my doors locked, and my window was cracked about 6 inches down on the passenger side, and I pretended to stop so she would not B able 2 get right in front of me, and when she approached me, I just sped off leaving her in a pile of dust staring at me like I was an alien from space. Who knows, have U really been following all that is going on? Maybe this is exactly what I am, and I have just forgotten this. All I know is that I am the one person here in this world who knows that an organized world ownership WOMO is playing a huge GAME, and that I REFUSE 2 PARTICIPATE!!!!!!!!!
Well not only did I print Scylla’s message 2 me 4 the world 2C last night, but anyone can C that things R going on, and that I have absolutely zero control over them, I am dealing with the ALL-MIGHTY-HERSELF, SSJKK. Right around the time that she made my computer go totally fookin’ nuts with all kinds of wild fonts on my word doc yet printed up normally on blogging websites, she decided that I needed 2B here @ 65 Middle. I thought 4 a while that the June 21 interaction may B a warning 4 me not 2 come here, but she must know that I have no way of interpreting this as a warning. She was speaking 2 me directly in this interaction and not sending me empty envelopes in the mail. If she had wanted 2 warn me, she would have said, “YANCY, don’t go 2 this place“, as she was talking as clearly 2 me as if I was awake and speaking 2 Joseph Blowseph. She told me the entire Shellfish thing yesterday while I was in a trance with the lightning machine and the telephone. It represents encrustation, and just as the sidewalk science-men and I know, if it is out beyond the center of your isness of being, it is illusion, and living attached in this illusion is being a shellfish or disobedient 2 the reality that U know 2B true from deep within U, all of U, not just me, ALL OF U. Illusion or MAYA is powerful beyond my ability a million times over 2 try and get into right now, legend has it that Maya is a powerful confusing Goddess in the Arteemis family line, 2 cousins out from Zuudlochronus, lightning’s grandfather. U may hear this told around firesides high up in the Himalayan mountains by Tibetan Monks or Variagi Masters, and U may not, we will not go there, no pun meant. When I was in 2029 I saw some wild things. Speakers that swirled around and Front-Magops, which R small viewing screens that can B placed on a table, or come as a table and bed types with a side pole and a pull out like hospital apparatus. This basically convex optical principled device consists of 3 pieces all bent together with a focus knob on the side, and the room in from of U is magnified about 5 times or more as well as made clearer and brighter than U can imagine. Those that were not using optical TV blocks were all using bright ultra clear 14 inch diagonal sets, and this screen turned the image into an unbelievable picture, adding a weird kind of depth different than old style 3-D where U buy glasses at a 7-11 store. 2 get an idea of this, and if U have the type of automobile that has the correct angling windshield, go into your car and place a magazine on the dash right at the middle near the window, and then look at the window, and U will C this image out beyond the window a tiny bit and magnified with beautiful clarity. TV and digital and high definition and all of this stuff is sort of a sham. The agenda behind this is quite sinister. If they were just trying 2 improve picture quality without the spy ware agenda behind all of this, they would admit that just as with your audio and stereo equipment, the picture, or sound, is improved in quality based on power. If U increase the poser from 110 up 2 140 volts U will B utterly amazed at how clear and bright any old style TV becomes. Do not do this 4 longer than a few seconds or U will end up with a burned out system, it is designed 4 110, but Y not design TV sets as they do in other parts of hyperspace, the way they do a refrigerator or dryer, at least the older models, at 220? The system would need better parts but in no time this could B mass produced, and U would not ever need high definition or digital or plasma or any of this. I redesigned a lot of audio equipment this way, back in 1980. I made a cassette deck run on this, and with the voltage unit meters showing minus 6 decibels, U could not turn the amplifier past 2 steps up on a 40 step clicking grate, unless U wanted busted speakers and busted ear drums. None of U have half a clue about millions of things, U all just believe what U want. When I tell U that the great Scylla will always B 16 and always has been 16, it is because she at this one instant in an upline closed infinity system, had a thought, and thought explodes out in a downline process, and this entire multiplexed hypersphere will never contain enough space or enough time where she is not at that precise second. The answers 2 lots of mysteries R quite basic, but if U live in a place called Closemind City, then the limitations R preset, as U determine what your universe is made up of. Expand or rot. There is plenty of junk that I am quite clueless about, but am always very thirsty 2 learn. THEY however, know I am dangerous 2 their established order, and THEY hate my guts. Y would THEY want me 2 learn or expand any further? This is Y THEY interfere with me at every step and every turn when I try 2 learn and grow. The ultimate example is the computer. I really do not need 2B Einstein 2C what is going on. Scylla is 16, and that is that. The Earth illusion is meaningless. I know what is real. I know I must play all of her games, or else. I do not want her 2 hate me or think of me as a shellfish, so I will play. The rewards R out of this world literally. U cannot imagine her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and the endless blissful fun that we share together there. On the other hand, when I dream down here, if I make her mad, she is limitless in power 2 punish and chastise me. This is not YI never tell about the stairs and what happened that day at her place. I fear this all mighty being, but I love her also. I would never do anything that would make her unhappy. I really hope that U know this my Scylla. So U want me 2 tell about Trump-Boy’s mother back in 1995 and 1996. Well, this was a fascinating story about this very lovely lady and her son. But it also is Y the Haddonwood property lies dormant and almost esoteric 2 this very day in almost the oh-nine year. It is Y Ann Silva knows so much and knows so many of my Atlantic city enemies and was destined 2 enter into my life through the interaction of Christopher Bennett. It is Y that nightmare day happened with Diana, the human blond, not my goddess from the Astral Plane, and YI cried my eyes out in the Delaware River at the park that afternoon. It is Y another PATTERN is there proving that Wall Street will not PERMIT me 2B an investor and B like other normal regular ordinary non-cursed people of this world. I of course am speaking of the nightmare of 1995 with Donaldson-Lufkin-and-Jenrette, the brokerage house that thinks that their crapola smells like sugar candy!!!!!!!!! It is the connection into the Briggbase and how they come and go from the lake behind this magical health club of yeasterdecade. Y does Haddonwood fascinate U so much my lovely SSJKK????????????????? It was a nightmare. It is where I learned that there is no possible death 4 me. What hell can B worse than this, my beautiful teen queen?????????????
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When
I was a young man, as well as a boy; I had something that I miss a
lot. A real world. This one is as
fucking phony as a three dollar and forty two cent bill, on steroids.
Not only have the mechanization systems totally taken over, but
unlike the discussions of this very event coming to fruition, back in
my younger times; people are clueless that it happened, because of
the clever way that it did! Hey asshole mother fucker co-citizens of
EARTH; of course it is going to be super
mother fucking clever, YO. I need Mister what's his dam
mind-hacked out name, who played that role with Captain Star Trek
Picard, and Julia Gorgeous Roberts, called, “Conspiracy Theory”,
to chime in right about here and now; to explain as he did so well
back in the middle-late nineteen-nineties, Mister Mel Gibson; thank
you for releasing the MIND-HACK on me, MILI-2-FORCE; when he
said that “it wouldn't be a really great unstoppable conspiracy, if
people could just see right through it”. What is fuckiGN wrong with
cock sucking people, YO?????????????????
Hyperspace
and the multiverse is or maybe said much better, contains all of the
answers, when all bundled up together as its own larger fifth
dimension, as opposed to seeing life is these flimsy and limited
three dimensions from the cradle to fucking ass grave. Many great
shows are indeed starting to air on intelligent television networking
systems such as History and Science channels, but they have a long
ways to go. Not even a whispered hint about the EXPLORATRONIC
SUPERMIND SOCIETY is yet discussed any place. Give it time, and give
my Morianity time, to work its magic. It will, I promise you.
Finishing
the updated game with Google, I obeyed the great SSJK, and then
decided to take things a little bit further, what, I am not allowed
to breathe or do anything in this world? I was stopped and hacked at
every turn. Still, there is no video camera, there is no parlor
trick, there is no anything. All there is peeps, is a void infinity,
total nothing-ness. Why I bother to go on dreaming this silly stupid
pookah nightmare, is my own foolish ridiculousness, Mack from
Maryland-1967. Say hi and red-X
to lovely Louise for me, YO. I know the entire future, peeps need to
know this has all been a trick to pretend it is a trick. Lois Foca
spoke the truth. The McKinnon Fascitar is real, and I have told the
inhabitants of this Earth how to go anywhere and do anything. Use it,
ignore it, that's all on all of you, BRAH!
Things
that seem to be happening the world over are pure illusion. The 6th
dimension is where it all is going down, that is the true arena, not
the lower Astral Plane, or any of its dreamed-down twinned realities
of the 5th dimensional hyperspace. This is not a new
Mountainpen statement, yet needs insertion right now, into this blog.
If a person could truly master setting up the 6th
dimensional arena, their reality here would be a million times wilder
than the great Donald Scowl Face Trump, on even his maxed out day or
time.
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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
MY
AWESOME BEAUTIFUL LIGHTNING GODDESS MIDDIE-DIANA,
I
AM HERE IF YOU NEED ME BABY BLOND, RIGHT HERE! I WILL NEVER EVER LET
YOU GO.
Moving
towards the 16 year, is now the present reality for those living in
my part of STM. But the problem is that I know there is no such thing
as all of this fuckiGN rotten shit. Someone has me in a cage, just
like you; Captain Christopher Pike of the show that began all of STAR
TREK.
Remember
how when shit goes like this, the temperature also always goes up,
well, THE WEATHER BUG just showed a sudden fucking two degree jump,
it is now fucking cunt ass 92 degrees Fahrenheit. I don't make
fucking shit up peeps, and I SURE DON'T INSULT ANTY OF YOU BY LYING
TO YOU; I really honestly have a lot of better fuckiGN things to do
with my time. I could right now be enjoying some ice cream and
cupcakes that I bought a few days ago, watching
some nice educational television, as I was doing last night. I always
love Doctor Wayne Dyer; dudes like this knows all this Morianity is
true.
The only thing that my pal Wayne disagrees with me on is that this is
all a huge game to distract from endlessness, and that endlessness
really and truly is HELL. You have to fucking personally experience
eternity, to see and believe that truth, and is why even those who
die and get brought back in this new age of (RAD) or ''resuscitation
after death'', a relatively new medical ability/technology, and even
these folks never come back, with that true awareness. I on the
other hand, well, we just won't fucking cunt go here today on this
dam ass blog, me' peeps, YAR!
We
are going to be rapping this up, since the hacking is real bad, Pam
Bondi. It is ashame you won't get this stopped against me, and allow
me to have my constitutionally so-called civil rights protected, in
this so-called land of the ''FREE'', AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!
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HELP ME, MIZZ BONDI, MY WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES ARE GOING TO KILL
ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE OR A HOAX, MY SEVEN YEARS OF BLOGS CONTAIN
INDISPUTABLE MIRACLES THAT PROVE MY WORDS STAND TRUE AND HONEST,
MAHM.
THANK
YOU FOR DOING WHATEVER YOU CAN FOR ME, RON WIRTZ AT THE CCP OFFICE
IN NEW JERSEY WASTED YEARS OF MY TIME AND MADE ME A LOT OF EMPTY
PROMISES. MAYBE YOU WILL BE ABLE TO HELP ME TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF
ALL OF THIS, MAYBE NOT. I HAVE PEOPLE AGAINST ME THAT ARE NOT
COMPLETELY HUMAN, AND I EVEN HAD EVIDENCE ONCE WHERE A MAN WITH A
REAL ESTATE LICENSE TOLD ME THIS WAS ALL TRUE AND HAPPENING TO ME
BACK IN 1988, A MAN NAMED SCOTT RANSOM OF TODD REALITY BACK IN 1988,
IN NEW JERSEY.
THANK
YOU IN ADVANCE FOR ANYTHING YOU MAY BE ABLE TO FIND OUT AND HELP ME
WITH, I AM NOT THE BAD GUY HERE, THEY ARE, AND HAVE DONE DISPICABLE
AND INHUMAN EVIL THINGS TO ME SINCE THE EIGHTIES. THEY ARE TORTURING
ME, THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING MURDERED, BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN ONLY KILL
YOU ONCE, MIZZ ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHEREAS WITH ME, THEY GO ON PUTTING
ME THROUGH A NEVER ENDING HELLFIRE THAT IS UNSPEAKABLE.
I
GO BY THE BLOG NAME OF MOUNTAINPEN, A.G. BONDI, AND AM ON BLOGGER
DOT COM. MY MUSIC ALSO TELLS MY LIFE STORY, A TINY BIT OF IT IS ON
THE YOUTUBE CHANNEL paulaking2011, AND A LOT MORE OF IT IS
COPYRIGHTED IN THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS UNDER MARK WAYNE MOHR, BORN
12/04/1954. I KNOW YOU WILL DO THE RIGHT THING HERE, MIZZ BONDI.
AGAIN, THANK YOU.
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songs tell the story of my life, and are all copyrighted over a
period from 1975-2013 when I sent my most recent techno-pop
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You
hear me get emotional about offspring that in this universe I have
never made contact with, such as my daughter PEE. But things like
this don't stop here, do they Broker Gordo Disney, who informed me in
a parallel universe, that my night-lady in middle June of 1994 got
pregnant from our encounter at the Highview Apartments that day, and
went onto give me a powerful system for successfully trading stock
options. Just because I never discuss these things doesn't mitigate
their reality or nullify their importance to me, as a fifth
dimensional entity. You do not have to be a totally successful
powerful entity or a T3E to be classified in this category by the
way. Once you know and see it all and then go onto make the attempt
to reach T3E status, as you are a T2E, and TYPE-2-EXPLORATRONS (T2E)
are fifth dimensionally conscious entities. Unconsciously, we all
are; as is the subatomic particle known as the electron. It not only
exists in all five dimensions of the multiverse, but perceives the
entire moving whirling reality of unfathomable complex jigsaw puzzle
pieces, and one complete put together set, all nicely in its box, and
with a pretty blue bow on it as well. Still, for us mere mortals and
in our awake lives as you all read my words, right in the here and
the now; let me not get too overly verbal here and begin defeating my
purpose here, by confusing everybody. If we could take Morianity now,
and place a back cover onto it, just with what we now have, would
become ten million Morianity-sized other sub-Morianity's, due to
fifth dimensional reality, that 99.9999999 percent of those awake and
alive here in this world, never ever see or even think about in their
consciousness whatsoever. We will get to Pee, and maybe other
offspring, numerous others; but for right now; we will get to a dude
who I am not in any way related to in any of the hyperspace that I
have ever so far visited inside of, a Mister Fred Windstein of the
Tandy Corporation. He worked in 1997 in Berlin, New Jersey, on the
White Horse Pike, just east of Berlin, ask the great Jaylo, she knows
the area; the Radio Shack next to the food store there in those days.
Now if I pasted in this blog for example to here, that I will now do,
here is what we get: I find myself discussing the three
triangulation points of the created non-natural wormhole of the
millionth-Council, those who observe our world from the Astral-Plane,
and make up two thirds inside of the great city of Sahasra Dal
Kanwal, and the other third, on a location astrally, known as the
Briggbase. Now the paste in goes like this: This
subject would be three locations, that were magically all connected
together, or where DISTANCE WAS ELIMINATED ALL TOGETHER WITH A
POWERFUL FIELD OF MAGNETIC ENERGY, the great wormhole connection
tunnel of Fred Windstein of 1997 and back into 1970 from there. I
speak of 1558 Pierce Avenue and 1100 State Street intersection, of
Camden, New Jersey. I speak of Hopkins Lane between the little
man-made creek-bridge and Kings Highway, of Haddonfield, New Jersey.
I speak of the Tennessee Avenue area right near the boardwalk, in
Atlantic City, New Jersey, where today, a casino bus parking lot
stands, right next door to the once owned by Robert McGuire, old
eleven plus decade building known as the Pittsburgh Hotel. All I am
going to say about this, is that in a parallel universe, I used one
of these three way connection tunnels to walk from Haddonfield to
Atlantic City in one step because the actual distance was atomically
compressed about thirteen-million times by increasing the density of
the atoms within that field of energy, thus decreasing the mass or
the distance between these two rooms and towns, from 53 miles into 25
inches. Why were these wormholes there back in 1970, and why did Fred
Windstein of the great Tandy Radio Shack seem to know a lot about all
of this, up in 1997 while he and Craig and Don and I were all working
on a few electronic ideas of our own, that of course the great cosmic
fucking enemy that I call WOMO-MILITUFORCE, totally obliterated, and
blew all of us away and apart from each other, with fox-like cunning
and covert ease. Now this paste-in has completed, and we will take
this and just move a few things around here, hardly at all really,
but enough to make my life change in ways you would not believe in a
billion fucking ass years, in or out of SAINT
LUCIE COUNTY, FLORIDA, my kind
ladies and gentlemen viewers of MORIANITY.
Any
time that life has a major
point-split;
that is to say, you decide to break up with a potential mate, leave a
job or position, or get into a new one; start any new relationship,
move to any new location from another place you reside currently in;
make a large investment, home, automobile, stocks, property; or
anything large in the financial world; and many other things; these
crossings, AKA MTPS (Major Time Point Splits), are a lot more than
any of us realize at the time that we actually cross from situation A
into situation B. This is because in the fifth dimension, some of our
doppelgangers cross along with us and some do not, or they make a
different choice or decision all together. All large items in life
therefore, alter us in our complete fifth dimensional reality of
ourselves. This is a lot more major than those stuck endlessly in 3-D
mental awareness, can even ever hope to imagine. Here is what
happened in the universe where the great Lizzy McGuire Disney show
“Gordo”, knew me, because of things that cannot be talked safely
about right now; so just trust me if you've come this far into
Morianity, please. After he had given me these great systems for
options trading, I made more money than most normal average people
can dream of, in that universe, and I bought a large restaurant
chain. I altered it however to the place where folks could come and
do all kinds of diverse things. All of them were in sections, every
one of the individual restaurants were in many sections. Teens,
family, bar where legal, computer usage and WIFI, unusual foods not
easily obtainable, and several other things. It took off after a few
slow years and a bad economy, but about three years ago in 2011; this
became a world wide multi billion dollar chain called MOOREFOOD,
owned by MOOREFOOD CORPORATION of AMERICA. LSS folks, other things
all happened also. Fred Windstein did not work at the Radio Shack,
but was an explorer, searching out ancient relics and also, secret
caverns and openings around the globe. One day he was staying at some
hotel in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and found himself accidentally
passing through a hallway that was not there the day before when he
had checked in. He had followed it and after an hour, he had found a
city entirely underground of Atlantic City, and all connected with
huge tunnels that looked like thirty foot wide elaborate and
exquisitely decorated corridors. They joined the various underground
sections of this Sub-Atlantic-City. He also told me that he was a T2E
and was trying to reach the ultimate level of TYPE-3, and shared with
me these details late in the nineties. All over the walls of one
particular tunnel that he eventually took me to one day, were photos
of my older daughter and myself holding hands on the boardwalk and
looking out towards the ocean on a beautiful day with bright blue
skies and white puffy small clouds rolling around the skies overhead.
Over the large photographs housed in magnificent stunning frames,
were the words, “Mark
and Sarah aren't the only two that know the diction”.
In this universe where I now type this blog out to all of you; I had
just written a song that contained these exact song lyrics, about a
year prior, and had recently received the copyright certificate
giving me copyright in this universe, of that musical work. I am
getting a weather pop-up about a severe thunderstorm alert for my
county, at the dot of one this afternoon. I tried to paste in a
gorgeous lightning photo from the Weather Bug, but it would not work.
Here is what I got some of, good people.
HOPEFULLY SOON AGAIN, AS I
LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH DZA!
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Society
truly should be judged by the value it places on three things. These
being; old
folks,
educating
children and teenagers with 16 free years, not 12; and DREAMS.
Yes, the level of a truly enlightened type-0 civilization, ready to
begin its journey into what cosmologists classify as TYPE-1, need to
believe 100% wholeheartedly in the MAGIC THREE:
1)DREAMS
2)EDUCATION
3)REVERING
AND RESPECTING THOSE WHO HAVE DONE TIME
The
revering of the older folks, an ancient 'Chinese' wisdom that I've
always given my uttermost top respect for their culture as a result;
is right
on top,
to quote my wonderful older daughter.
MARK WAYNE MOHR AND HIS BLOGS
FROM JANUARY 2006-PRESENT DAYS: 'WO' BILLY H.
END
TRANSMISSION.
GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 22
Thank
the gods, the quarterly pest control building spray will be coming up
on the eighth, not too soon here in fucking
ROACHVILLE. This is the mother fucking first time, that
nothing anywhere is killing these cunt lapping revolting miserable
things, not the fucking motel square poisons, or the white round
poison pill tablets. I believe, sir Sheriff Mascara, that they are
not real roaches from my universe, but rather some type of hybrid
mother fuckiGN imposters that have been sent here and they really are
advanced humans from parallel worlds, and when I do kill them, they
just wake up out of their dream, as ESS travelers. This is what our
wonderful world authority is keeping us all from believing, as well
as making people like you sheriff sir, believe that I am just a
mother fuckign nut case crack-pot. Someday in the Astral Heavens,
we'll be sipping on a Jeemalena Puhatuko Soda, as out there, you
enjoy that an dis your fave I believe, with an incredibly strong
tangerine flavor along with light cinnamon, and you'll be telling me
how sorry you are for not believing me back here in this nightmare
dream that we're having, well, I am, you are having a much better one
than I am, sir Sheriff!
There
are things going on fifth dimensionally, that are so beyond the
possible abilities of any blogger, even if 100 Einstein's could all
merge together, to successfully tell the message to those who in my
opinion, do need to receive it quite desperately, and never will in
the current lives that they are living as larger parts of their true
PLANK ASTRAL SELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUTTTTTTT, I intend to conduct
some thorough research soon, on the recording artist Marilyn McCoo
and her great and powerful FIFTH DIMENSIONS, as I do not believe this
seemingly coincidental yet quite unfathomable symbolism just defies
Mister Yogi Berra and his very famous quote, “It's just too
coincidental, to be a coincidence”!
Yeah,
“I'm just your foolish toy”, PPK; so
don't bust my poor little arm up too badly, big lovely
goddess!!!!!!!!
We're
two dead people, Mike, Dave, and Steve. It just endlessly goes round
and round and fucking round.
You
know what folks; I am going to just FLY AWAY!!!
GGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEE
Wiligars, YO; what next Judge Judy?????????????? Like WOW, Mister
34-R. H. MACY!!!
JEEPERS-CREEPERS;
this sucks hyper time!!!
Please
don't even get me going here, Mizz Eckert Farma, from Berlin, New
Jersey, back in early middle July of 2003. THANK YOU, flooding and
all!!!!!!!!!!!
Talk
about lawnmower men like JOBE, jacking in, YO!
Well
folks, time
to aim high now,
and wonder what strange thing REALLY did happen, with my dad and
myself; despite the fact that I never met Mister Einstein or came
aboard the great Battleship Eldridge; yet both of us had our service
paperwork interfered with, in ways not rationally explainable. My
father was told to keep his mouth shut, and except for horrendous
fucking nightmares that woke him up screaming, during the early years
of his marriage to my mom, as told to me in vivid description by her
upon numerous occasions, HE DID. Also, another small exception was
his sleep-talking. In January 1974, he visited me and mom at our
Dellway Arms Apartments on Oakland Avenue, in Oaklyn, New Jersey,
just a couple of miles west along the famous Route-30-White Horse
Pike, from where Congressman Andrews lived at the time, or just off
of it, in Haddon Heights, on OAK AVENUE. The memories of this weird
shit, right around the time of the mysterious death of my mom's
cousin Ruth Huntington Gottwald from a ''supposed-flue shot'', was
when I was told one day that I was no longer in the branch of the U.
S. Merchant Marines that I joined and even had an ordinary seaman's
card in my wallet, all legal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BLUCRAN---BLUCRAN---BLUCRAN---BLUCRAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where will
this all lead to, and end; great KING AKOSLEM (Lord Jesus
Christ”????????????????????? Yes, JUJU, KING AK, and everyone else
out here, now, and later on, via Lunar Satellite Delay Field
Scattercloud, (LSDFS) in most parallel universes and here most
likely; it is indeed time for me to AIM HIGH, and start investigating
Mizz MCCOO and her great symbolic 5-D music group. The big-planet
people of washcloths and hand washing are observing me quite
carefully. Whenever they want me, it looks like they've fucking got
me!!!!
GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 21
For
several days, the general area around my apartment had less activity.
But doors were all day today, and of course, with these roach fucking
nabes being back, so are my god dam fucking roaches. LIKE-DUH! I am
going to have to contact the BOARD OF HEALTH, Sheriff sir, because to
quote what I used to say to my camp counselor Mister Mack Kaiter in
1967 and 1968, at Camp Chesapeake, in Maryland; “THIS
IS RIDICULOUS”!
Lots
of facts don't change, but with time and experience, we all put those
same facts into better light, at least we should unless we've been
totally lobotomized by this mechanized social media garbage new age
society 100%!!!!!!!!!!!! When you read a paste in like this below,
you see how Morianity learns and grows, as does all life in
hyperspace. Things do not stay the same. The old saying about cities
is only too real. If they stop growing, they die. This is what
happened to Atlantic City in the late sixties, despite all the great
Donald Trump stuff that happened. Need more convincing? Fine then
folks, see how things were a while ago, and how they always seem to
be more clearly revealed when we ponder on them and meditate on them.
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\/////////////////////
1980
KEYBOARDS FROM PETA-HELL ®
MARK
WAYNE MOHR--------1980, ALL BLOGS © 2006-2014
BOM
© 2015 BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN
Only
the Vatican really understands MORIANITY, and even they are smart
enough to keep their mouths shut. Lightning told me last night in
Akoslem City, that I better tell the truth and not leave my Morians
hanging in there with the Hammonton's and the Huntington's, so I must
now obey her commands. After-all, she's my beyond hot and
unfathomably awesome baby-blond love of my life, and the third part
of a wild triple GODDESS, and no more needs to be said now or ever,
or the entire thing will go right into the NUKESON can! Not yet,
Mister McNulty, not unless you think a set of stairs in Suffolk
County, New York, was real funny in the very early seventies as well;
old pal from Exton, Pennsylvania! So here I am in my car with a tape
playing, while doing guard duty one night, during my STOCKHOLM
KIDNAPPING days of latter ohm-8 through most of all of ohm-9. By
December of 2009, I thought I had learned the full depravity of my
oldest daughter's sense of humor. I
hadn't.
Now laugh if you really are dirt bag enough to want to,
MMCN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
is like discussing Atlantic
City,
or Sarah
Jacobson,
or for that matter; the
great United States Government, the Vatican, and the
WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE.
We can talk, we can cry, we can do a Disney cower speed away with
Gramps Spears screaming his lungs out in the back seat for an ever
greater metal pedal, but all of that, and so much more; I never until
just today, really knew just how down right mean and frightening, my
kid can be, once something you do pisses her off. There is no
grabbing the minute hand, and trying to fling it back; as it is
simply a hopeless cause. The difference between doing things via the
ESS, and just lots of other great parlor tricks; is that all averaged
out and then remeasured again, the agonies inflicted upon those
victimized by either of these monstrous atrocities that dwarf any
concept ever conceived by Hitler, the ESS causes way more lifelong
everlasting deeper unhealed injuries, after all is said and done,
after all the pieces of dog shit are swept up off the smelly floor,
and after the fat lady finally sits down, stops writing, stops
singing, and keels over like Shelly Winters' heart attack, after her
heroic swim-dive, in that great movie, “The
Poseidon Adventure”;
the ship named after the true King of the sea, Mister
Cavelantisocleevious Krassle, AKA Neptune-Jupiter-Poseidon. Him and
his lovely wife, on the Astral-Plane, chase me away from their great
daughter, Sarah Stacey Jehovah Krassle, and then I am the bad guy for
being the victim of this hellish hyper video-game of the
Lawnmower-Man-2 system, for roughly, 1.49720507 times ten to the
twenty-five trillionth power year equivalent in
Astral-Interaction-Event or (AIE); something never measurable to the
last drop, any more than we can ever determine an exact relationship
of a closed curve (circle), between its through-ness (diameter), and
it's all the way around-ness (circumference). We can say 3.14, or
take it out a bit more to say, 3.14159265, but it still never ever
stops. Yet there is perfect connection, and we can see it with any
circle that a child of two, draws on a piece of paper. So before you
tell me there are no mysteries unsolvable, let me first take a good
healthy crap into your brain, so that maybe you will think better
after that. Who can ever know, with or without those cool ass breath
echos, Copyright Examiners, AHA-AHA-AHA? Go back to 1971, Mike
McNulty. You're not welcome here today, on Morianity. Thank you.
Yes,
Lightning told me that I must be honest,
and tell the truth. I admit I slightly made things appear just razor
edge off of perfect truth when I said on a previous blog that Diana
is scared to come around me, just as with many others, and I gave the
one real good example around the time that Iraq invaded Kuwait, with
the Resident Manager Nate, at the Echelon Towers Building of
Voorhees, Township, New Jersey, USAESMWG. I'll bet dimes to cunt
sniffing donuts right about now, my old ex-bizz partner PP, is
heading straight for his local K-Mart, with his own dirty pants. He
must remember the shit I told him through the phone back before he
had me rolling on the floor with his voice-mail message that he left
me, a year and a half back somewhere in time. He knows I do what
needs to be done. He knows if you bastards won't stop hurting me,
that I'll do exactly what is needed, to deal with the situation and
take care of bizz, a lot better than he ever took care of making all
those millions in the music business, WEEEEENA. Yes there have been a
lot of very special and very precious girls in my life, and all
anyone has to do is examine the United
States Copyright Office
records, under the name of MARK
WAYNE MOHR,
to see that this is all true. I do not get stuff from all of them.
They get it from me; unless you want to seriously believe that I am a
real live true honest to the gods,
T—I—M—E
T—R—A—V—E—L—E—R!
Dear
Diary Journal Tape, another day has come and gone, without any
teasing Nissan Cars, Finally I'm Free Clariton Clear medications, or
higher stock prices. All that's left is my sweet song, Copyright
Examiners of 1983, and it makes me very blue, 657 times blue, to be
quite honest. Still, I doubt that I will be around very much longer,
and cannot wait to make my exit from this prison sentence, called by
most, our life. Whether I share any of these coded poems or rhymes
with nobody or everybody, is as meaningless and moaningless as 100
great educational television stations. But to Anna at the Medical
Institute, and her precious jet black cat back in 1982, I say unto
you; wow, soon I will be out of here, paroled, and ready to finally
indeed, be Clariton clear and totally free of these emmereffing
Earthly bonds!
The
women in the lives of heterosexual males, would make quite the
biographies in and of themselves. History as the more intelligent
souls out there know, doesn't focus too much on people's private
personal lives, probably because what little information does indeed
make it into history, is merely who did what to who and when and all
of that happy crap clap, from John Lennon, to Sarah McLaughlin.
Before I march on with this, I really like this SYLFAEN-FONT. It is
nice, and not too bold or light, and clear; yet quite different from
many others used recently by the ol' fucking Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!
Yes, the women in the lives of 'normal' men, as this is saying it
very POLITICALLY INCORRECT, but hey, I am saying it, so sue fucking
me! The laugh was on you, Tom Glenn old buddy, from early in 1981,
over at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments. He was convinced for reasons that
made no Earthly sense, that I was a bit light in my fucking loafers,
because he heard the song that I had written as a boy, or one of the
two I had written in 1969 at age 14 and a half. I was hoping Paula
King would someday sing it to me. She has such a lovely voice, and
she even sang something underneath of Central Pier to me on that far
out first Saturday of July in 1969, when she had dragged me under a
very private place where no one could see us. I had written this song
shortly after I had written, “THAT'S THE WAY IT GOES”. This song
was called, “BURN WITH FIRE”. It was done in lyrics for a girl to
sing for her boy. But the great musical arranger, Mister Glenn didn't
believe a word that I said to him. He did not ask me any details, and
just insisted that I was some fagot, in a nice way of course, and
that the song was about some kid that I knew. This of course was
beyond disgusting and revolting to me, and I actually was thinking
that I wanted to walk into the kitchen, grab a sharp turkey knife,
come back into the living room where we had set up some recording
equipment and his guitar, and I was thinking for a quick second, that
I wanted to cut his living fucking guts out. This is why the great
National Rifleman's Associating cannot be argued with, much as I
personally despise all guns and weapons; but I could have left old
Tommy boy all cut to hell, and to bleed out, on Robin Hill's nice
apartment rug; on that day, early in 1981; and I have never owned a
gun, or any projectile firing weapon. But I do confess to loving
meat, eating meat, and needing large cutting knives to prepare that
meat. But getting back to the topic of the ladies in the lives of us
normal non-gay dudes out there; Tom Glenn was totally convinced, and
wouldn't listen to a very logical and true reason, for why my song
lyrics in “BURN
WITH FIRE”,
were written as follows:
I'm
sayin' this to you boy
You
bring me thrill and joy
When
you just touch me
What
can I say
I
want you real bad
You
make me so glad
Just
you and me boy
Please
baby stay
The
things you do to me
Beyond
my fantasy
The
way you hold me tight
Let's
keep it hot tonight
Don't
let it ever end
Oh
baby please pretend
Just
say you love me
Make
me feel so right
You
make me burn with fire like a soul in hell
You
bring me more desire than I could ever tell
I
wanna' love my baby 'till the end of time
Come
on little baby, gonna' make you mine
This
chorus is then followed by a second verse, and that can wait for
another time, if ever, but my point is Tom Glenn's weird attitude
about not believing that this was not a song for me to sing to some
boy, but that I was hoping someday to have someone I knew a dozen
years ago, to sing it to me, as she had a lovely voice. As I told him
this, my memories of many things flooded into me; but so did lots of
intense anger as he kept laughing, and saying he knew better, and on
and on. The details that follow, leading to a block out of lots of my
memories for about a month or so, that my own mom thought I was
faking; can wait to be told, as more blogs are written in future
times. But as stated, the real stories of men and history, are ALL
ABOUT “THE
WOMEN OF THEIR LIVES”,
to quote the great and powerful cool wild dude from the middle
eighties, Mister Bob Patterson Cheatley!!!
W---O---W
W---O---W
W---O---W
W---O---W
Gina
my giant lovely night girl of the nineties, YO, I TOLD
YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe you listened, but I doubt it. You and I
were kind of busy in bed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll bet dimes
to donut holes that AT&T and Verizon, got a kick out of my speed
dialer that they featured with voice control. I would just say 'GIANT
GINA',
and boom, her sex-service would ring. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Hay, under
18, stay off the dam MORIANITY BLOGS, YO.
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TRANSMISSION.
SUNDAY
MORNING, 27 DECEMBER, 2015
GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 20
It's
75 degrees here in Fort Pierce, Florida, USA; and the relative
humidity is 89%, making it feel like 79. The time is 6:42 Ante'
Meridian. Recently five things are happening to me on an ever
increasing basis. 1) nasty fucking klutz-out attacks. 2) Nasty Jane
Thistleweeds assaults with counters, clocks, and whatever. 3) Nasty
utility and small aircraft siege increasing over a long term average
measured in annual quarters. 4) Dreams about both of my parents on a
steady basis. 5) Death angel attacks. When things are this bad and it
starts and keeps on fucking going; I know that my life is on the
line, and that this is DEAD-ASS-SERIOUS as a Clarence Harris 1998
heart attack!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday
was real bad. I had major private plane attack around me all day
especially around my residence PHA building. It was there when I came
home from driving to my local Subway Restaurant for a
'Footlong-Hoagie' Sandwich yesterday, while I was parking at my lot,
and it was all around the building,both before and after I went out.
Also, my computer is being super big time hacked, with some jerk off
attaching themselves, according to a screen I got while trying to
post up at Wordpress yesterday, telling me this is causing my
Internet-Explorer system to keep going off and stop running, while
trying to do any sort of blog-related item. This has been bad for two
or three weeks now, and all of the computer woes that have become
super fucking nasty again,began the last time that Microsucks did
their stupid mother fucking updates to my system, also a couple weeks
or so back, give or take some days.
As
you should know, for those following me for any length of time; my
mother was killed, and brought back for 26 months as a zombie, and
was never the same person, and this happened around 5 in the morning
on 26 December, in 1997. Now if my memory serves me correctly, and
I'm not off a year; it was exactly nine years later, when I too died
around 5 in the mother fucking morning, and on 26 December. This was,
I believe, in 2006. This took place with my mom at our Somerdale home
in Jersey, while she was sleeping and around the time she was to
arise. With me, I was at my job at the Cifaloglio plant, on an early
Sunday morning following Saturday Christmas; so the year was whenever
Sunday fell on the twenty-sixth of December, be in 2005, 2006,
or 2007. I am pretty sure it was the middle of these three times. In
any event, give me a turd chewing break here folks; please. What
are the mathematical fucking odds of both my mom and I dying,
and somehow being brought back again, at around 5 in the morning, on
the day following Christmas, on two years within a decade of each
other?
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What
to do, and where they may possibly go, REAL WORLD, WOW Mister
Shakespeare, what a question that would be, OR NOT BE, huh, YO???
ALL
ADORABLE SAVANTS KNOW THIS; ''THE END''.
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