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4:23 POST MERIDIAN

THURSDAY AFTERNOON

12 SEPTEMBER, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG









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AKA the night BEFORE the full moon, huh Patty and Merry? WOW to THIS!!!!!!!!! And to keep mighty shoe-knocker-outer happy, Sir Chester-Frank; I will also add in a great old 'WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'!!!!!!!



























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I'm fucking happy if I don't get the two days mixed up again, screw all the damn ass details. It is a rainy afternoon here in Fort Pierce, Florida, USA-ESMWG. I am not being disturbed by the next door 605 nabes today, but the other two scum-ball TRIADS are annoying. Around seven this puke sniffing morning, the upstairs 707 idiots were making loud sounds above me on their floor and my ceiling, and then the across the hall assholes are in and out with the loud doors over in 608. The idiot skuzball club is as endless as the night skies. But then Sheriff KJM, SOSO-WEIN-SSDD? Gee freaking willagars.













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Yes folks of the great AATS, if one exists, or will exist in photon projection; I never told a lot of powerful shit from that wild dream the other night, where Sheriff Mascara introduced himself and walked me over to that strange office in the vicinity of Satars School of Music, up in Laurel Springs, New Jersey. I do not have time t discuss these powerful things because I want to be ready to watch the debate shortly and have lots of shit to do first. As I speak at 3:35 Post Meridian, my upstairs shit ass annoyers are back on their noise roll, dropping lots of loud shit onto my fucking ceiling. What total assholes! Well Sheriff KJM sir, here comes my mother fucking (`~HACK) again, sir!!!!!! This is very non-Tropicana Casino annoying, huh ol' ugly grannies from that day at the fucking roulette table in 1984? I will just whet your appetites with the fact that while things began for me on that horrendous train ride, the idiot M2F persecutor-annoyers much like the ones annoying me right here and now in this reality called my TRIAD NABES FROM HELL, were teasing and taunting me regarding my electronic metaphysics and tape recorders, and forgot or seemed to forget the mighty wisdom words of my old school chum Russ of COOLEY HH HALL, who knows fully well that yes, “This fella is most definitely for REALE”, or better said, and to quote him more accurately without any water company properties from Ventnor, New Jersey on Cornwall Avenue, “FOR REAL” and THAT you can all make book on without worrying about getting your legs broken by any of the Ralph's Tranny Jersey Mafia Chapters. To keep it light folks, “AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA”!!!! Hey we all need a whittle laugh once in a damn while, even the great club from wonderful lovely Italy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













What will be told about later on my NOTE T1 BLOG is that these harassing peeps on that train that were really screwing with me big time, were mainly talking about my usage of tape recorders and what Morianity has given the name of as a result of all of this happening in my past, “Electronic Metaphysics”. One of these pricks said to his pal with full intentions of my hearing him from just a seat away on that train, that this is why I keep ending up in that Oaklyn apartment called the “Dellway Arms”. This is where I lived when I started doing this electronic metaphysics with tape recorders, and this is why I keep 'dreaming' back there to this very day here and now, over and over and over again, and also that that was where the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle managed to magically take away my special CHAIN that was in my non-Mentalist bedroom GASME-GAMES pipes NON-WATER closet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT is a perfect quote, as he used the same kind of lingo that I do to his pal, knowing that I am in perfect earshot of hearing it all, word for mother fucking word, and of course, I DID!!!!!!!!!!!! That is without of course any Houston humor, curly girls, or real good ones, or dishwasher liquids and little girls who forgot to take their Flint Lockner meds one day and acted up so that they missed out of the 1975 great day of John Gillerlain and Icabod HA-HA-WHO Crane. Still, it was later on after I had lost my wallet and my ID, and after the $10,000.00 nightmare experience at that weird office that Sheriff KJM took me to in that wild dreaming interaction, that was the totally HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE Senator Bernie Sanders deal here, and yessir, it was beyond HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE, wonderful sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is where Dave Roth had parked his truck on the shoulder of the White horse Pike illegally, and was ticketed for doing so, leading me to get out and cross the street and later talk to the Sheriff. Then it was at the end of all of this where I was on a bus with some strange AA girls who were also acting sort of weird and mocking me and seemed to know me although I was completely clueless to who they were. I was stepping off the bus when I realized I had lost my wallet and my way of paying for the ride, since in that alternate reality, the payment was done when the rider got off and not onto the bus, strange, but what dreams aren't strange Mister Tobycouch? The driver was angry quite naturally but did something even nuttier than Tobycouches and Bellflowers. He shoved me hard off the bus and onto the sidewalk where I landed hard onto the pavement. As I looked up at him, he handed me a small manila envelope. Inside of this envelope was the most wild information concerning the number 3 and its unfathomably great magic connected to it that anyone will ever believe. This is the details to what I will get into on the NOTE T1 BLOG later. For now I am signing off. If my TRIAD NABES FROM DOGTOWN keep fucking with me, I will totally crush them all with MAGNESONIC COUNTERSTRIKES, and IPYT me' wonderful folks, and AATS Blogaudians!











In case anyone is remotely interested, Dave Roth in this reality here where my physical body exists, wouldn't be caught dead driving a truck. He was a true CARS-ONLY dude if ever there was one, lads and lassies. Just a final non copyrighted and non late eighties footnote that has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with lovely AA girls, white boys, or songs, not in the least!!!!!!!!!!!! You missed me Mizz Dishwasher Disease Fonda! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA UWICH and all Paula's, great and maybe not so great, EVERYWHERE.





















WATER WATER everywhere, shrinking planks, no safe drinkable water, Hurricane Hugo, prophecies, and LOIS FOCA. What is this all about, maybe Herman Munster's horse troughs are all part of this deeply thickening and non chickening plot from even beyond the minds of Holmes and Moriority. 'Still', Lenny Briscoe, yo, what can JAYJAY EVANS and me say, now or in 1969 for that matter, Sheriff sir? From here to Sag Harbor, New York, THERE TRULY MUST BE A CODE BREAKING BOOK SOME PLACE that tells these things nice and clear and right out in the damn ass open for crissake, yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!! WHAAAHA- AHA.





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7:34 P.M., September 11, 2019



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(WASHINGTON) -- The third Democratic debate, hosted by ABC News and Univision, on Thursday will feature a single night of debate between the top 10 highest polling candidates -- the smallest roster yet in the third matchup of Democratic National Committee-sanctioned primary debates, with a field that still counts 20.
Join us at 7 p.m. Thursday for pre-debate coverage, then at 8 p.m. for the debate.
The 10 candidates certified by the Democratic National Committee to participate in the debate, hosted by ABC News in partnership with Univision, will appear on stage in the following order, from left to right:
  • Minnesota Sen. Amy Klobuchar
  • New Jersey Sen. Cory Booker
  • South Bend, Indiana, Mayor Pete Buttigieg
  • Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders
  • Former Vice President Joe Biden
  • Massachusetts Sen. Elizabeth Warren
  • California Sen. Kamala Harris
  • Entrepreneur Andrew Yang
  • Former Texas Rep. Beto O'Rourke
  • Former Housing and Urban Development Secretary Julián Castro
In the two prior debates in Miami and Detroit earlier this summer, the current two polling front-runners never tangled on the same stage. But in September, Biden and Warren are set to clash for the first time -- putting the ideological divide within the Democratic Party front and center.
Biden will be sandwiched between both progressive stalwarts Warren and Sanders, who have avoided criticizing each other so far this cycle, and who even teamed up to champion their shared vision for transformative progressive reform during the July debate.
In the lead up to the debate, Biden has been faced with questions over his many gaffes -- most recently, calling the president "Donald Hump" during a speech before the New Hampshire Democratic Party state convention. He chalked it up to a "Freudian slip" and when pressed on his mistakes during an appearance on the The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, he said, "Any gaffe that I have made, and I've made gaffes, like every politician I know has, have been not about the substance of issue, been about other - I'm trying to talk about what other people have done.”
Warren, amid her summer surge that puts her in the top three in recent polls, is expecting a new round of criticism from the other contenders.
"I think it’s because I get out and talk about what's broken, and have real plans to fix it. And I'm building a grassroots movement to get it done,” she said of her rise, before telling ABC News over the weekend her approach for this debate hasn't changed
Biden, with a target on his back, is expected to have to fend off attacks from all sides with Harris, Booker, Buttigieg and Yang all armed with fresh ammunition. Klobuchar is another middle-of-the-road candidate who might take aim at a progressive agenda that touts Medicare for All and free public college tuition.
Castro and O'Rourke, both appearing in their home state, are also on the same stage again, potentially teeing up another wrangle between the two Texans over immigration.
More recently, however, O'Rourke has turned his focus to another issue: gun reform. He's spent the past few weeks traveling to states outside of the first month of the primary calendar -- focusing on a message of commonsense gun control, from background checks to mandatory buybacks of assault-style weapons, in the wake of a mass shooting in his native El Paso that killed 22 people.
The debate format will be one minute and 15 seconds for direct responses to questions and 45 seconds for responses and rebuttals. Candidates will have the opportunity to deliver opening statements, but there will be no closing statements.
As previously announced, ABC News Chief Anchor George Stephanopoulos, ABC News World News Tonight Anchor and Managing Editor David Muir, ABC News Correspondent Linsey Davis and Univision Anchor Jorge Ramos will moderate.
The debate will be held at Texas Southern University, a public, historically black university, and will air from 8 to 11 p.m. ET across ABC, Univision with a Spanish translation, locally on KTRK-TV and on ABC News Live. The streaming channel is available on the ABCNews.com, Good Morning America and FiveThirtyEight websites and mobile phone apps, as well as Hulu Live, The Roku Channel, Facebook Watch, AppleTV, Amazon Fire TV, YouTube, Apple News, and Twitter.
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Yes my mother fucking brain is starting to go cunt lapping bonkers. I kept wondering why I could not find the debates on my Comcast Television info system tonight. There is a very good 'rational and logical reason' although admitting it makes me feel mother fucking totally stupid and foolish, yo yo yo yo yo y yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is not the twelfth day of September. It is TERROR DAY 11 or BOTBAR NUMBER!!!!!!!!! That is why I cannot find the info on my TV system for tonight, because this is NAUT tomorrow night, ass-wipe stupid fucking Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shit like fucking this makes you realize that you are slowly being cunt lapping driven out of your mind by this horrendous monstrous evil wicked diseased MILITUFORCE (MILITARY-UFO-FORCE, OR THE M2F), and oh for the sake of bloody Mary, Mother Mary, Blessed Mary AKA Marylou Carpenter of 'Naz', and not ever forgetting, 22nd granny Queen Mary of Scotland, not Yard, Sir Ron Wirtz of the illustrious and ever great CCPO, up in Camden, New Jersey, I must keep fighting them or they will indeed ROB ME OF WHAT'S LEFT OF MY MOTHER FUCKING PATHETIC SANITY, YO YO YO YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











I went to my eye doctor this afternoon, after awakening earlier from some extremely vivid and horrific nightmares. I was back up in New Jersey, and numerous peeps were in this wild inconceivable nightmare, from David Roth and both of my parents, to folks who I do not know personally and only know of, such as my wonderful local Sheriff, Kenneth J. Mascara. Over in that parallel reality, he stands seven feet four inches tall, the same height as Rictofarious of the Astral Plane or the (Purgatory) which is me in this larger spirit-me persona of course. Here I stretch to make approximately 66 inches, and am losing bone and muscle on a major continuous basis due to major osteoporosis or some similar disease I would fucking suppose. Aniwho folks, in this wild nightmare, the Sheriff was the Sheriff of Camden County, New Jersey in that alternate parallel of reality, and he crossed the White Horse Pike while I was sitting on some kind of thick short fence on my side of the street, and he introduced himself saying to me, “I'm Sheriff Ken Mascara, and I need to talk to you”. We began walking down the pike on the north side somewhere near the Satar Music Store, in the Laurel Springs area, and where the Interboro Savings Bank is located. I will not bore anyone with this very lengthy and extremely intricate nightmare on steroids, as it involved many things such as where it all started while I was on the Lindenwold high speed-line PATCO train, heading Eastbound, and was being taunted and teased by a large group of very evil MILITUFORCE peeps, and was petrified out of my mind, and could not seem to escape them as well as other problems, one being, again, I had lost my wallet and all of my identification. This is a brand new nightmare that is recurring over and over throughout the past five years or so on a regular annoying basis. The sheriff and what we discussed was very major. I know the TSE is indeed unfathomably major as well, (Towel Seepage Effect), through and via the multiple complexities that are involved in transdimensionalization processes!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was taken to an office a dozen blocks from where the sheriff crossed the WH Pike to find me sitting, and then when we got there, I found myself being told shortly after he left me there, that I owed ten thousand dollars to some really horrible frightening people who then went onto threaten me with physical violence once I told them that I had no way of paying this money to them and that they can just go ahead and sue me and ruin what is left of my already rotten lousy credit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To say this was a major nightmare would be the epitome of understating the event, BRAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!















It amazed me that things worked out real well for me over at the eye doctor, except for hearing the news that no one wishes to hear about surgery being risky and not to believe the rosy stories told to me by the Saint Lucie Eye Institute regarding how marvelous I will see after I get my cats lase removed someday. The odds of blindness or worsening of sight to a large degree are thirty in one thousand cases. That means a six percent chance that after both eyes are done, of being worse off than I am now, and maybe even left fucking blind. That would be a total disaster for me with no one to look after me, no money, and zillions of horrendous enemies who will be able to move in then, and be able to do me in much easier. Except for hearing that lousy news, all else went perdy dern okay, if you're interested Mister King of all water hoses, and Mizz Callio queen of all water pipes. What is it about WATER I wonder, Sheriff? The only thing that comes to my mind, Mister Bechtel Vegas would be BABTISM and Christianity and our marvelous 'CARPENTER' changed to 'STUART' changed to 'HUNTINGTON' family!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-Alligator Haters Anonymous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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8:20 POST MERIDIAN

WEDNESDAY EVENING

11 SEPTEMBER, 2019

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WATER WATER everywhere, shrinking planks, no safe drinkable water, Hurricane Hugo, prophecies and LOIS FOCA. What is this all about, maybe Herman Munster's horse troughs are all part of this deeply thickening and non chickening plot from even beyond the minds of Holmes and Moriority. 'Still', Lenny Briscoe, yo, what can JAYJAY EVANS and me say, now or in 1969 for that matter, Sheriff sir? From here to Sag Harbor, New York, THERE TRULY MUST BE A CODE BREAKING BOOK SOME PLACE that tells these things nice and clear and right out in the damn ass open for crissake, yo yo yo BRO!!!!!!! WHAAAHA- AHA.



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ONLY GAMES can explain why an innocent person such as myself IS CHOSEN by these FAWCES, for absolutely no apparent reason, and made to suffer through an entire LIFETIME of endless horrendous dogsmell on goddamn steroids!!!! A major ass mother sucking event happened to me today, 'MISSING TIME'. This is a major part of the UFO phenomenon, as well as all of the studies into the supernatural, paranormal, occult (HIDDEN) topics of the EARTH-PLANET ever since humankind has managed to crawl out of the oceans!!!!!!

















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AND THE ROSANN'S, AND THE DELANEY'S, UNLESS YOU WISH TO BE GREETED BY A NIGHT GODDESS'S GREAT NON-OZ HICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gimme' a fucking bwake here James Redfield and Margie Leo of 1997 and 1985, TANKS.
WHAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!







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Yes the great WASHCLOTH FAMILY FROM MY 1970 VENTNOR, NEW JERSEY NIGHTMARES, & every bit as lucid and frightening as those from last night, and as I speak folks and AAT peeps out here in PHOTON-PROJECTION, I am being passed by again by Sir Angel Mortimer Mortino of the Astral-Plane at 8:30 at night, on my left side. WOW THIS big lovely O.W. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!







Hate me all you want to if that makes you feel like big ass heroes, YO!!!!!!!!!!! And to think I would have done a Highlander on my cousins, for these wonderful wet washcloths!

YUK-YUK-YUK, WHAT A SUCKER!!!













































Yes sir, there are a lot of people in the world, some who want to kill me, while others merely just want to beat me up at the Dairy Queen in Abseacon. Help me Hillary!!!!! You know I heard my name at that rally plain as day, H.C. What was that all about? You know, when you had your pal Katie Queen with you, and singing her great Morianity Theme Song! The great test of power, huh Doctor Daily Lockner of the great TV-Show, the original 'STAR TREK'????? I never had a chance from the second I came to this miserable messed up planet, let alone after I left Cooley Hall on the final January day of 1973. These folks or monsters would be more descriptive here, I have termed and labeled on my twelve years of Morianity Blogging, the WOMO-MILITUFORCE, or merely the WORLD OWNERS, for a shortened abbreviation! Of course they all own my blogs and everything else, through the new god called Microsoft Corporation who owns and controls Google, Youtube, Facebook, and all of it. There never ever was any chance at all for me to come out of this. The last laugh was on me all the time. That pesky death angel is passing by my left side again, Abbey, and all others, at 8:39. Gee whiz that folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes Riddelin and Ritalin, and powerful incredible truths of symbolic Einsteinian spooky fawces in the worlds of atomic energy!!!!!!!!! WOW OPRAH. What a power test at all local gasoline stations nearby the 1983 home of Mister L&S Nursing Home owner, Sir Jerry Pliner!!!!!!!!!!











Some fantastic sayings and sound bites are just way to damn good to be said or heard only one time. One example off the top of my head is this one, BRO.









THERE IS NO WAY THAT TOM REALE, IN JULY OF 1970, WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET THAT NIGHT OF THE FIREWORKS; IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT, AND WAS NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY! (Think of this as organized I-Ching travelers, right out of that fantastic sixties soap opera show we all knew and loved and viewed, “DARK SHADOWS”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













Yes peps, last night was absolutely no exception. Paula the great all mighty GODDESS SCYLLA ISIS JEHOVAH took me to her Earthly counterpart city, and things as always were wild. One of the major things that she does is try and get me to build a strange radio for her. This has been going on now since about half a decade. It happens almost every damn night. How does one fight an all mighty PINK GODDESS or negative energy barrier surrounding ones entire galaxy; who keeps a watchful eye on me 24-7-365.2422???????????? On top of that she loves games as do all Astral-Plane gods and goddesses, and throw this whole bag of damn **** into the mix, and we arrive at the unmistakable nightmare hell of Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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