Tuesday, January 5, 2016

CHAPTER 39, GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS






GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 39





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The minute I turned on my mother fucking computer at around 4:52 Post Meridian, my nabes from hell began assaulting me slamming their doors over and over as loudly as they can, and I WILL BE CALLING 911 LATER, AS I AM NOT GOING TO KEEP TAKING THEIR MOTHER FUCKING ABUSE, SHERIFF MASCARA SIR, SINCE YOU WON'T LIFT A MOTHER FUCKING FINGER TO HELP ME OUT, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WILL SIGN OUT A CRIMINAL COMPLAINT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









Lightning told me something last night. He said my blog viewers are all family and agents, no one else at all, and until I get the guru over here from the STAPLES STORE, nothing will change. When they get busy with affairs such as out west with that mother fuckign federal land deal, I can expect to see a roll off in my page hits until things settle down. She is totally correct. It does seem to follow this pattern, as since she made me aware to this, I am able to mentally track things back in my head for about a year or so, and she is absolutely correct. It's my own dam fault that I don't put up the cash, it may be 600 or more bucks, but I need to have this done right, or I am just wasting my time. So much for fuckign cunt assholes with their rotten advice, such as Chris Bennett and Edward Lynch.











Nothing ever ever ever fucking cunt changes, ENEMIES USE NOISE AGAINST ME, as this has been their successful mode of attacking me since I was ten mother fucking cunt eating years of cunt eating age! Well, we all know that is off by four, but then that's just the way it all goes, huh Mister Marcucci and Mister Gohome Malyeska?





Prove it, you say? Sure I can prove it, with one simple paste in, not that I could not spend a mother fuckiGN decade straight, pasting in another ten thousand of these examples, YO! To quote Judge Judy the great and powerful; if it never ever stops and there is no other choice, I will have to M---O---V---E! Now no genius needs to see what is going on here. I will not insult the fucking intellect of my kind wonderful viewers. I begin a serious discussion on something that they already know from how I began things, and they are quite upset, and they do not want this blog to happen, so they will do a lot of shit to prevent it, and I am prepared, right down to saving every paragraph one by one, and so forth, as I have already experienced one strange hack before colorizing and enlarging the word ''move'', and they are on me, they being none other than what they have been and will always be all along folks, the MILITUFORCE, and this means an organized society in future times in localized parallel universes, that Morianity has labeled and named, the ESS, or spelled out, the:

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Now right before I began this blog; I had a diareah attack, then I had a Jane Water-Witch-Bitch Sleazeweedsdisease attack, and then I had a few loud doors, all between about half past midnight and twenty past one, so I said, fine. Let us do a real real real good blog now, OK lovely INGRID. I was told recently that they think this name is a code of some kind. For all I know it is, but when she talked to me through the system in early 1984 after my return trip from Orlando, Florida; or it might have been right shy of when I went down to visit my old Chief Recording Engineer, Mister Howard Solomon; but in any event, she told me that this was indeed her name. If as someone sort of suggested recently and I won't give out who and it was not on the internet; all I can say about it is then it is their or her code, and not instigated in any way from me. Who can ever know anything, to quote the great wonderful marvelous Ziggy Malyeska from summer time in 1969? Who knows just what he might have known when he made this wild statement to me out of the blue one day in middle July? GET THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let us move this along, because to quote Mister Al Jolson, “You ain't heard nothing yet”, and folks, this is a major promise, so read on, or where it may be legal to do, for all I care, weed on, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





On top of all of this, beginning on the tenth of April, yesterday, MICROSUCKS, just as the television news spot foretold; made a major change that has effected my machine. I thought I could just leave it on the sleeper mode to avoid the shit they are doing to me, only it did not work. They relentlessly fucking keep trying to make updates go through and it fails over and over and then you need to let the system go down and back up again where it attempts again to reconfigure the WINDOWS-7, but this is now an antiquated version of these new updates, according to the news about Microsoft that I heard on a television news broadcast a week or two ago, and sure enough, boom, this was not some rag talk in a check out line, it was for real. So I am going to call the FCC and the FTC to find out why someone on a limited fixed income needs to spend more of his money that he already does not have, to fix a problem that he did not cause, just to make these MULTI-FUCKING-BILLIONAIRES, even fucking richer than they are. I will fight this, because I am right. Not that right makes right, President Lincoln, your watch is running 2 centuries behind the times, sir, now it is more like MIGHT MAKES RIGHT, the typical truth equals reversing, as has been discussed in my blogs for a very long while. Yes good folks; my blogs have discussed this before. Oh Lordess (SAR) (AH), what a lovely world I am stuck in. WEEEEE!







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So let us get back to the issue at hand.





By no means will this be a story that anyone will digest easily. The more you are into things that come onto the History and the Science Channels on television, the more you will receive what I will now get into. Remember that this is a made up totally fictional story that will help you to understand much better, what my blogs try illustrating regarding just what this exploratronic thing is really all about as far as gee, how is it effecting our every day world, and when I am done, some will be able to rethink that with new words such as, how is this NOT effecting our every day world?







Tiberton E. Nurlo Junior, and his three great pals from grade school; all grew up together, and live in a rural town, in the mid-western Americas, early in the twenty-two hundreds. Yeah, you've heard all that fucking bullshit before, and we needn't repeat it now, almost two years later!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So go fucking screw Mister T. E. Nurlo Junior, and even Bob Levy Junior, no matter how great and resourceful both they as well as their families may be, in or out of the ESS. How about my dad and Mister Albert? Were they in the ESS? Well, let me tell you what I honestly and truly mother fuckiGN believe, folks, since I am going to be persecuted to my death and doom no matter what, so it fuckign seems: I believe Al Einstein WAS, and I believe he had a small little club in Princeton, and held a few informal meetings on park benches right there in town, and my dad as much as admitted all of this to me, by saying some things to me in 1975 after coming back from Baton Rouge and this time staying up here permanently in the northeast part of the country. This was during my stay at 1118 Linden Hill apartments, in Lindenwold, New Jersey, USA, ESMWG, from March 1, 1975, through middle October of 1975, when the great Marlene evicted us in favor of my mom's other coworker, Mister computer Programmer Ron Owens, and great friend of Patty Paula KING!



























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These sicko nabes next to me are worse than across from me and anywhere else, as they do mean intentional things behind a person's back, yet act real polite and nice to the face. We call folks like that back stabbing rat ass mother fuckers, up in the hoods, and they don't live a real long time, Sheriff, do they sir? Hey, I'm just saying a true thing, this isn't a threat, but it is true, am I incorrect? So back to my pop, 1975, and the great mind of SIR-STEIN!











A child moron is able to see, should he or she be looking for it; that the ESS is very real, and in fact, it's the mother fuckign adult-world who would discourage their belief in such a powerful truth, that they of course instinctively know perfectly well, no matter how much horse shit is shoved down their fuckign throats by the older authority around them. My fave will always be when a tot awakens from a real bad nightmare, “Hush now sweetie, it was ONLY A DREAM”. Yeah, where's Herby Letts when you need the mother fucking hypertronic inventor of very south Washington Heights, all the way down in Magnolia, No Joysey, as he said it so dam great and perfectly, YO; “Don't you believe it”!!!!!!!!!











Star Trek the great first motion picture, that followed its original show of 1966-1967-1968 and then was canceled after it did its job, and told many truths, TO THOSE LOOKING FOR THOSE TRUTHS OF COURSE, SEEKERS, as in you won't find if you are not seeking, even my dam kid understands how to reverse-learn, or said better, to learn in the negative by not doing stuff when we see how poorly it is working out for another person!!!!!!!!! She'll go to her grave never giving the true credit of where she got that; and that's fine with me, YO! We can get a lot more into fucking eternal Peggy Lee's all there is question, and how the ESS fits into that and so very much mother fucking more, kind buttwipes of this planet, later on. In fact, I totally assure you, WE WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is because it all fits like a smooth lady's glove, in with the ESS, my father, Einstein, Star Trek, and Project AUNT-JEANIE. You might say it is the fucking dick licking quintessential connection of seemingly otherwise random dots on a very large page of cosmos!













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CHAPTER 38, GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS





Sheriff sir, the Milituforce gave me a giant roach colony assault today that worsened all day. When I go to pay my rent tomorrow, kind sir; you can bet your very bottom dollar, that a big ass note will be included in my payment envelope, TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS ENDLESS INFESTATION RESULTING FROM ILLEGALS GUESTS! I need not guess who they are, or their names either, oh great kind powerful and wonderful sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







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I don't need to be some mother fucking brainiac to know that I have been set up since the day that I went to school, let alone left school; TO FAIL, to quote old great and powerful BLACKBOARDS-SMITH, from Haddonfield, New Jersey's GAP Cooley-Wormhole-HALL, back43 years ago come the late twenty's of this month somewhere, YO!















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Boy could I use the help of the law and order authorities, only I can totally forget about that, in this GIGANTIC MOTHER FUCKING SET UP FROM EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY'S GAP HELL, HELL, HELL!!!!!!!!!!!













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JANUARY 4, 2016,



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With or without any pirate jokes, magical chanting from Steve, or wonderful know-it-all knowledge from the great Patty-Paula, allow me please to inform you, regarding some very valuable dam information; great people out there!!! Thank you so much.











Before I begin, some scum bag has been hammering again, off and on for the past two days or so, and it is ongoing right now, Sheriff sir, at twenty shy of eight this dam ass evening. Also, the utility crew of the Fort Pierce Utilities Authority, worked well into the night, at that same area right next to that house, that has already proven to be an enemy, and has hit me with at least one or more motorcycle attacks, hours past midnight, and highly illegally. For all I know, they were behind the power blow out last night.









Now as to this information I wish to impart to my blog-viewers: We live in a global economy. Most of us know that, as they also are aware that in the continents to our east; Asia, and Europe, and Africa, and so forth; they are already into the following day and date, when it is night time, or early in the morning here on the east coast of the United States of America. Now, when the Wall Street New York people, are anticipating major woes and troubles, on the following day, as a result of the Asian and European markets acting extremely negatively; even though it may be only 10 at night, or 2 in the morning here; it is much later there, even at 10, it is already about 12 hours later, or 10 AM the following trading day in Tokyo; and then by 3 and 4 and 5, New York City time, the dam European markets open, and begin also reacting negatively to the Asian markets, and again, because we have become a major mother fucking GLOBAL ECONOMY over the past 10-40 years, more and more and more. As you also know, these Wall Street nightmare monster fucking scum, use a covert stealthy tool that my Morianity has named and labeled, APPLIED PARALLEL EVENT and INTENTIONALLY CREATED PARALLEL EVENT, or ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is what happened both last night as well as today, and is QUITE OBVIOUSLY WHY I WAS ASSAULTED WITH THAT ATTACK ON MY UTILITY SYSTEM, with the blown transformer across the street, and my one outlet receptacle effected, through their wild ESS technology somehow. I fully intend to have the Fort Pierce Utility Authority look into this. If you use the word 'FIRE', people tend to get nervous and jumpy. GOOD!!!! I intend to go into the place this week and tell them of my situation, and remind them that this wild shit MUST BE SOME KIND OF A FIRE HAZARD, reminding them of the already near-fire in this apartment, caused by weird electrical bullshit. As you may or may not remember folks, somewhere around two years ago, or between one and two years, I suddenly had my heater-cooler system shut down, and things smelled all smoky inside this apartment. I did not need a new heater-cooler, but I did need a new 220 volt electrical receptacle. I am going to leave you with something else, that one out of 1000 TOPS, ministers and pastors and church leaders know and believe in faith, and that is known to me without faith, as my entire life is inside this living nightmare truth; and that is that nothing just happens, and that all things are caused by influences of either good or evil, from the biggest to the smallest. So all house fires, all plane crashes, and all of the everything's everywhere, DO NOT JUST HAPPEN BY RANDOM; and I totally know this. I also know that we all are under this same shit that I am, but my shit is much huger and stronger for reasons that have to do with being part of a very mysterious family, as well as part of a cosmic plan that spans human understanding, and awareness, at its total maximum, in present times in this present dimensional 4-D universe system. Good and evil, without carbon based life, that runs a consciousness brain-speed of approximately 400 instants per minute; is just that, a positive or a negative force of electromagnetic polarity in cosmos, and no more. But add Adam's life, his tree and fruit eating habits, his original sin, and our god SSJKK into the mix; and the human equation or carbon based 400 IPM consciousness waking life, transfers these otherwise dormant pluses and minuses into righteousness and evil. And so now, everything inside of this simulationogram ever since this all happened, is now a part of this wild GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is why these mother fuckers go on hammering and annoying me, every time I type a new paragraph and say forbidden things onto this machine. To quote Engineer Scottie on Star Trek's great Starship Enterprise; “There's no knowing, and no stopping it either”!!!!!! I thought last night, that this shit with the fucking lottery was what was behind my assault, but I was mistaken. It is, as always, NOTHING OTHER THAN FUCKING JERK OFF MONSTER WALL STREET, and this nightmare monster has eaten my entire life up, and literally burned the flesh off of my pathetic bones; ruining my entire adult life, for thirty years, come the 15th of this cunt chewing fucking August!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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MY LOVELY YOUNGER DAUGHTER PEE, NEEDED TO INVENT THE 74-WORLD PENETRATER DEVICE, AND SHE REMEMBERED ALL OF THIS. STILL, THIS IS ALL HAPPENING IN A PARALLEL UNIVERSE WHERE A NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE OFFICER SHOT ME IN THE BACK, AND YES, COMMITTED MURDER; WHEN I KNEW TOO MUCH IN THAT WORLD, ABOUT THE GOVERNOR, GIVING THE GREAT LAW AND ORDER PEOPLE THEIR WONDERFUL SUPER SHOW IDEAS WITH THEIR ''SHALVOY'' GUY. HEU, I AM ALWAYS GLAD TO BE OF SERVICE; LADS AND LASSIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






































As I am sure you remember, my loyal long time followers of Morianity, I knew about his very private sexual affairs, just as with the SHALVOY deal on the greatest law show ever, L&O, only my thing was back in the late twentieth century, whereas the SHALVOY deal on L&O was around late 2007 and into 2008 or in that range of time. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! When will I be believed, if ever, oh great wonderful powerful SHERIFF MASCARA, and lovely blondie A. G. Bondi?































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Yeah Marcucci Crawlers; I know my true age!!!!!!!!!!!



Oh me' arm, Patty Paula King, CRUNCH!!!!!!!!













JANUARY 5, 2016,



TUESDAY NIGHT AT 6:00,



HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.



CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 67 DEGREES FNHT.



RANGE TODAY-------(H-72/L-53).



RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 55%, WIND CHILL IS 66.



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Remembering things from DREAMS in real super clear order, is done by adding more and more mini-stages or mini-stepped-controllers, as many parallel universe inhabitants who are indeed way more advanced in both time and technology than we here are, all know this to be. They can pull you into their dreams to get knowledge from us, and this is done to secret agents a lot, and I am not aloud to discuss more about this, but it has to do with the original STAR TREK MOTION PICTURE ad the V-GER VOYAGER probe, and how my dad knew all about major shit, from 1974, four full years before this great production was more than a ''thought in the minds of some Hollywooders''!





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