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Another botbar Christmas helliday holiday for king nebnooshoo
**SUPER BOTBAR DAY BEFORE CHRISTMAS, FOR ME**
JEWELLY WHITE SECOND CALENDAR, DAY #00003
12:13 CHRISTMAS COCK SUCKING MORNING
THE WOMO MILI-2-FORCE IS GOING TO WIPE ME OUT, ONE WAY OR THE OTHER, IF IT IS THE LAST CUNT LAPPING THING THAT THESE TWISTED EVIL DISEASED BASTARDS EVER DO. THEY MADE THE 24TH OF DICK LICKING DECENMBER SUPER BOTBAR.
I PLAYED TWO NON-QUANTUM ROULETTE GAMES AND 4 QUANTUM ONES AGAINST MY ENEMY NABES FACTION, AND HAVE LOTS TO TELL FOR THE RECORD AND THE LIUVE JOURNAL THAT ONCE WAS ON CASSETTE TAPE, UNTIL MY DAUGHTER’S DISTANT COUSINS STOLE IT ALL AWAY FROM ME WITH EXTREMELY CLEVER AND CUNNING MEASURES THAT WOULD MAKE EVEN JAMES PATTERSON PASS OUT AND SAY, ‘OH MY’; JUST NOT BEFORE ANY ‘RGG’ SONGS BEGIN ON OPEN REEL MUSIC PROJECTS IN THE SUMMER TIME OF 1986.
If you are not in the mood, whoever is reading these blogs, and I could give a dam hoot pollute as it is none of my dam business, right Pearl Patterson, for a Doogie doozie whopper Howser blog, switch now, over to the blogs of the Nerd and Geek Club from 1991, rehashing memories of misery from high school, or try the blogs of Farley J. Whippletree, and his instructions for easy toy helicopter assembly, but stay here if you want to hear, as Dawn used to say back in 2008 and 2009, some real good shit, weed or no weed, huh Dwawny-Mawee King, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
I did lots of cat-talking today, or really yesterday now, as it is now jerked off Christmas Day, and don’t expect me to be in the mood or the spirit when every mother fucking year, my enemies persecute the living hot shit out of me at this exact time of the prick chewing year, and so I ask you my friends and fiends, could you remain in some nice little happy spirit of the season, under my 24-7-365.2422 HUNTINGTON CURSE or whatever and whoever is exactly and precisely carrying all of this shit fucking out against me with clockwork precision that the fucking ass SWISS folks would go Irish Green with total envy? If you think for one dam minute, Admiral Spockirk, that you could, you are in a serious ass delusion, and I won’t further mess with you, as really crazy folks are very dangerous, ask anyone line straight to the north, first from my Uncle Heinz’s place, then up Route 27, and around some bends and curves; and then across the waters into new areas in bordering states, that have stirred up the world for some time now. It really is a straight line; and I never told anyone how I said a few things into a small portable tape recording machine, less than a month ago, about how Fort Pierce, Florida, also is a straight line north, to the old Roadway security job, that I worked at in Pennsylvania, on County Line Road, back in the early years of this 3rd AD millennium, and I mentioned all of this being a little interesting, and just where these lines would keep going in a northerly direction, past Huntington, or past Roadway, and I also mentioned as I was repairing another very old tape that managed to make it down here to my Florida residence by me, quite miraculously, as they all did, and for huge cosmic reasons that are obvious to an awake wehtahd, but I was splicing and repairing this tape, and with scissors in my hand, said, to myself out-loud, should I connect or cut, as they say up on the other side of the Huntington Bay. I have to learn, just as Wayne Dyer says, that all things seem to have life and power of its own, but unlike what he believes, I totally know other things, and yes, they would totally blow the poor dudes mind into a pile of wrecked shit, if he ever came to know the dark hell that I do, so let us all stay happy and gee whiz, merry fucking Christmas, folks. I honestly hope you all have a much happier holiday than I’ll be having, as if I did not feel that way, then I would indeed be worse of a person, fathomable or not, than MISTER HITLER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am telling a lot, and this is going to definitely be copied as a double blog, and the actual post that will be pasted up to my two blogging websites, or theirs really, WordPress, and Blogger; will have the edited copy version, and on it, you will see the edit outs as explained earlier on previous blogs, that yes, (C/V), are indeed, also quite precious to me, folks, YO!!! First I will tell you my day yesterday, Saturday, the dam fucking twenty-fourth of December, and then we will really march this bullshit along into major ass fucking specific things that you will either want to hear or not want to hear, and you WON’T hear, or read what I edit out, as these electronic beep outs are for the general health and welfare of one MARK WAYNE MOHR MOUNTAINPEN of MORIANITY.
I got up after another lovely, for the most part, quiet dreamless night of rest, around late morning, and fixed a small snack, and began watching some frikkin television. But before I went to sleep, that fucking criminal that CRIME STOPPERS is yet to catch and jail for disobeying a judges order to stay out of this building, the son of these prick swallowing jit bags across the hallway from me in unit #608 as I am in 607; is here again. He slammed out again between five and six, on both Friday and again on Saturday mornings. When he is here, he leaves during this fucking window of time, and if you allow the near total hour, he is totally dependable, and he must obviously be somewhere at six or just past. He was away for a week give or take, and now CRIME STOPPERS, he is back, and noisier than ever. As soon as I got off my telephone at 10:30 last night, and even now as I speak, they are yelling out in the halls, and it is six minutes before one, and I may just decide to call fucking 911, as this is what I HAVE BEEN MOTHER FRUCKING TOLD TO DO, BY BUTT WIPE RESIDENT MANAGER MAROTTO. So I’m merely following directions and obeying rules, and if anyone says otherwise, then I am totally fucked, and need to run off to Mexico, as I am quite sure the car, if driven carefully, and rested numerous times along the path, will indeed safely be4 able to fucking transport me there, and I will never fucking come back to this evil sick horrible nation where they have persecuted me since I was about the age of cunt lapping ten years, and I’ll swear to fucking this fact, in a court of law, hand on the bible and if I be lying, I GO TO JAIL, DIRECTLY, AND NO FUCKING ASS 200 BUCKS, SIR BRUCE CHEATING PENNOCK IMPERFECT from the early cunt eating seventies. So I get off the phone, after a mildly heated short twenty minute debate with some not very nice folks, and five minutes later, doors are slammed louder than I have heard in many months, not once or twice, but ten times, and the loudest intentional shouting followed this as well. Let me make the slightest tiniest sound in my apartment, Sheriff Mascara, and I am printing this out and taking a copy of these words over to the Sheriff’s office after the 2013 year comes in and the miserable fucking holidays are all over and good riddance. They’re always made total dark demonic hell for me, and there is no sane mind who would say that they could enjoy persecution and total torture such as what I receive every single mother fucking year since August 15, 1986, and that dam fucking rotten horrible shit sucking song that I wrote, and also copyrighted; called; “Real Good girl”, not the Jesse Ventura wrestling song that came afterward. So anyway, I got up after first hearing that ass hole slam out again, two mornings straight, and he is here totally illegally, sir Sheriff Mascara, according to what was told to me, by Property Manager, Debbie Marotto, a while back, the son of the man on the PHB apartment lease, by the name of James, in #608. So I went to sleep and woke up without incident, and watched some TV and after a little snack, and the day passed on, only suddenly early in the afternoon,another major diareah attack just struck me like lightning and out of total nowhere. Then after things returned to semi-normal, it was dark, and I showered and ate dinner and was relaxing when the phone rang and I had that small heated debate with somebody. As soon as I hung up, the huge noise attack came right at me as if I was in World War Two, and these fucking evil nabes are literally my enemy combatants. They will not tolerate one sound from me, yet they can blast their music, shout all day in the halls, and slam their doors; to the point where I jump a mile and could get a heart attack, and I have this all written down all legal; so my heirs can have a good juicy law suit against this very crooked and fixed FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, PUBLIC HOUSING AUTHORITY. You think I’m taking this illegal treatment of me lying down, then you are nuttier than all the tin foil hatters all put together!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This assault on me from these diseased trash over there, began around sixteen minutes shy of eleven, and went on until around the hour of eleven or just past it. Yet even now, they still go in and out with doors banging, and voices raised in absolute and total inconsideration, of anyone, except for them self; only is it inconsideration? Or do they know in fact, EXACTLY WHAT THEY ARE DOING, AND EXACTLY WHO THEY ARE DOING IT TO, good old endlessly pathetic and picked on me, huh???
I told a coworker at my job in 1979-1981, the RPL Sound Recording Studio Labs of Camden, New Jersey; by he name of Michelle Daniels, how and why I felt a certain way about mixed marriages, and many think that this attitude makes me a racist, and I think that this judgment call of me, is cruel, totally unwarranted and false, and down right mean spirited. I am not a racist, and actually have a small amount on non-Caucasian blood coursing through my veins, with or without any feasting on at Checkers in Atlantic City back in 2000 somewhere, while with my pal David Roth, near the great ACMUA Water-Company of Atlantic City, at 401 Virginia Avenue, where the Route 30, White Horse Pike ends on its east side. This coworker who was then, about a couple years younger than my oldest daughter, was angry when I told her that I am not a supporter, nor do I agree with those in a mixed marriage, because it tends to add to life’s all ready major problems that exist without adding to the stress and strain of normal bullshit that we all have to face and deal with each day just for the act of climbing out of our beds. I went onto tell her that what others do is entirely their own concern and that I totally respect what they do as long as it is legal and does not in some way adversely effect me or my life, and I meant every word that I told this very nasty and unpleasant person, and coworker. Still she walked away in a huff when we exchanged our short little dialogue that day in late 1980, and she said, in a voice of heavy hostility, and she was as white as I am by the way, and mixed in marriage, again her own business; “Well Mark, You’re entitled to your opinion”. When the word ‘entitled’ was spoken by her, she would have most likely made anyone’s head turn, with the very ferociousness in her changing vocal tones; as it was louder by a little bit, and much much harsher; and very mean, and angry sounding. I understood where she was coming from, as her ex-husband was a Hollywood producer, and he also was an African American; so we were not ever destined to see eye to eye on this issue, whether she liked it or not. I have gone out with lovely black goddesses, and enjoyed them in bed as well, but I just feel that if we do not marry our own kind, society is not ready to let us be happy, and they will mess with us, and torment us, sooner or later, and a week will not go by without some dirty looks or comments, or even worse, and we really are just not yet all that advanced or evolved as a sociological culture, and this is simple truth. I feel by the time I am dead and gone, this world will be grayed up enough to make this a very accepted and normal part of global culture, for many years to come, we just haven’t crossed totally over Martin King’s great bridge yet, and I am not saying that as if it is me who wants this, I am saying this because I have eyes and ears, and I see what goes on. Now in the times of Michelle at the RPL Studio, I had suppressed a nearly eight year old memory up in
Babylon, New york, while visiting my mother’s cousin, Ruth Huntington Gottwald, and her husband, Heinz Gottwald, the Senior Vice President in those times, of the 2nd largest banking institution on this planet, known then as the Chemical National Bank, I think now it is PNC Bank, but don’t quote this as fact, I said I think. I remembered things from the dog walking day, up to the north of 175 Peninsula Drive where my mom’s first cousin and her hubby had fairly recently purchased this lovely home overlooking a bay, and had a large dock and a Ketch tied up to it, a small yacht of those days for those who may not be geniuses about boats and boating. Yes, there really is something going on folks, and none of you want to believe it for very strange reasons, but it is why I had those powerful negative feelings about mixed marriages back when Michelle and I got into that somewhat heated debate that night at my studio job. I was unconsciously acting on my suppressed memories of what had happened to my daughter’s family, and even her biggest fans do not know all the hell that MC went through. It is not for me to say another thing here. I am in enough trouble wright now with my great and awesome and unfathomably talented daughter. Still, the society around us us centuries away from understanding the real truth behind why humans need to sleep and dream, and just how it all fits into the 5th dimensional hyperspace of the multiverse, something that is two full dimensions above anything that our waking brains and lives seem to ever be much of a part of, only this is not completely accurate. Once you get onto the stuff that is really going on, YOU CAN IN FACT, have major effects even while awake, on the entire 5th dimensional system of our waking world PHYSCIAL PLANE, and our so-called tangible, and or caporial, ‘real life’. Also, the electronic knowledge of how recording from one device to another, oer and over, when it involves for example ‘a song you heard only in a dream’, or even a song that by making sampled voices sing songs that are connected in mysterious ways too difficult really to explain to any of you right now, but that have some transdimensional connections because of the fact that there are truths and realities such as the PHASE-4-ENTITIES as well as just how all this seemingly absurd stuff that you will only find on BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, can be totally rationally explained, that is if a real interested layman, or a degreed highly intelligent scientist in the right fields, with Quantum Astrophysics being an absolute prerequisite, and some other scientific disciplines as well; really does indeed have a full desire to be taught things that I know from actually living in one future life that I have real good recall to, in the late twenty-two hundreds, at a New Jersey place called, the World Laboratories.
Now since this WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMY of mine, insists on wrecking my birthdays and Christmases with regular beyond precision Swiss Clockwork, year after year, decade after decade, for 30-50 years now; we will now forget all this, and move on to tell some other things, and this is my counterstrike and revenge for this horrible attack on Saturday night, as well as making this fucking cunt month of December of twenty-twelve, literally the worst month of my entire cunt lapping fucking ass life. So ‘here we go’, as the intro of one of my many copyrighted songs, goes. I will be writing to the CRIME STOPPERS and to the PH Authority, in fact the letters are typed and printed up, and the library local branch will be researching exact addresses to not only send these off to, but some other addresses so I can ‘CC’ these letters to other authorities who may hopefully also be interested in the cruel way in which I feel that I have been treated here at this building this year in 2012 with my evil, wicked, uncouth, vulgar; and totally insufferable, demonic nabes, across the hall directly from my unit, from fiery hell itself, squared!
This counterattacks my fucking seeing page eleven of eleven, someday I’ll get off my lazy ass and place a small piece of sticky tape over the area of the screen that fucks me each time that I get to this point, on longer fucking blogs. Now as I told you on some past blogs, after I got cremated on a roulette game or a few games in one day to be more accurate; within two other days, I made back almost all the units that I lost, and many were the house edge, or the VIG as it is called by the house and the pro-players. In roulette, this is the zero and the double-zero numbers, out of the total 38 numbers, 0,00, 1-36. The Trappist Monk a few centuries ago, invented Roulette, his name was Herman Roule. He said there was a secret way into the game that could beat it, but one day, he was made to forget that secret, so I’ve been told, a small group of young kids happened upon him one day while he was out in his church yard, and they said a chant and shone a strobelight into his face, and he died by his own hand as a direct result of losing his secret knowledge on how to get into and beat this game, that he himself had invented and introduced to the gaming industry of antiquity. These kids are all friends of our current President, when he was quite young, and no; for those who may just know my blogs quite well, I don’t let two powerful exploratronic experiences go past me, as just dreams that have no rhyme nor meaning, and that make no sense in the real waking world; no matter how twisted and jumbled the awake part of our minds, tends to try and unscramble all the stuff, as we come back to waking morning consciousness each day; and our powerful dreams are lost to us all, in a flash, or about 99% of this extra-dimensional activity in the 5th dimensional hyperspace of this multiverse (multiple songs), as they all do tie together, and especially all of the countless localized ones that really only separate us all, by very few total atomic arrangements. We can spend a million trillion eons if we want, to take this out further to the realms of more non-localized or (distant) areas in the 5th dimensional hyperspace, so for right now and always, we’ll stick with the localized areas of the 5th dimension, shall we folks? This will be told more about as more blogs keep going, and I may edit out a lot of stuff. Stuff for example with my across the hall nabes, as doing much of the stuff that they are doing, is a totally African-American trait. You group together 10 whites, 10 Spanish, 10 Italians, 10 Irish, 10 Jews, 10 Pacific Islanders, and 10 of any other group you may wish to choose, and let me show you a real controlled experiment. If you are talking to those in the AA group, and go to touch them on the shoulder or the wrist, or give a gentle adda-boy tap on their back, they will immediately do it back to you, unless you too, are of the AA persuasion. They are the most tit for tat folks that believe that centuries of mistreatment by the white race, makes them an engraved wall hung and wallet carrying group of permits to say that it is accepted for them to behave in this manner. I am speaking now of friendly stuff, not two people in a heated argument, it could be as friendly as you want to make it, but touch one, and he will touch you, a lot more in percentage than any other group, if you are of the Caucasian persuasion. These evil neighbors are all in this syndrome, and this is why before moving to these past Florida addresses and lived up in Jersey, I rarely experienced this hell from these very racist people, who would call me racist simply for blogging these truths to you right now, no, it is them 5:1 who are very race conscious of us, not us of them. Yet they blame us and use the excuse of centuries of oppression, and you know, I understand it, but it still doesn’t make it right. I mean hay, I can understand a man watching an ass hole shoot his innocent son and daughter, and then sneaking a gun into court somehow and shooting the defendant to death while he is on trial, you know, the kind of stuff we see when we watch that great TV law show, “L&O”. I understand it, but I do not agree, and hence, it needs to be punished as any other crime needs to be. Don’t anyone ram down my dam throat what I did to you, when it was something that my 4th pappy did to your 4th pappy, as I for one, won’t fucking tolerate that shit, not from anyone of this planet, and you can ask Lenny from 1980 when he pulled that bringing him over on a boat, bullshit, if you can ever find him, I did not take that shit from him mack then, nor will I take this abuse from anyone of any color or nationality, now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now here is the past week of hellish shit and here is what I asked the magic cat, GAGA, and here is what I was told, so sit down, hold on tight, and be ready for some real heavy hitting stuff, you will get knocked out before this blog is over, unless you have had your brain removed and burned. Before I do get into stuff, death angels are bad, scanner circles are bad, stuff that happened quite frequently in 1980 and at the RPL Studio, has really come back since my days here in fucking Florida, just over three years now, and lately since the spring of 2012, it is beyond off the scales and dials and charts, cubed. Let me quickly tell you that I made back the entire loss and then a few units more, since a week ago when I had a more than 40 unit destruction game.
My game yesterday that was of non-quantum type, was really two games, the first one losing me 4.5 units, and the second one winning me 9 units, and the day before I played two games and each game produced a 2 unit profit, so 3+3+9=15 units, minus 4.5=+10.5 units of profit, and I needed only 7.5 to clear all of my losses from that real bad 11-straight botbar attack. Still, I played the NABE faction of my WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES, and still, they are losing to me, not by a lot, but it makes no sense. In four games today after this late night 11 PM death siege from this twisted group of fart sniffers, we went dead even, each making 4 and each losing 4 off of each other, a dead even stalemate. So I decided to ask a few questions to the great GAGA kitty kat, and will now share a lot of shit with you, regarding these GAWNUM EQUATIONS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Q-1: HAY GAGA, WHY IS THE QUANTUM ROULETTE NOT WORKING WITHMY NABES FOR 3-5 WEEKS?
Answer from GAGA was as follows: PCN-220
MY MATCH-BOOK LIST ITEMS FOR THE PCN-220:
BOOK OF BEACH—-DONNA SUMMER—-ASTRAL PLANE—-MOUNTAINPEN—-HIP HOP MUSIC—-GODDESS JEHOVAH’S DREAM—-MARIAH CAREY COMING TO ME IN DREAMS—-TEENAGED GIRLS FLIRTING WITH ME IN MY FIFTIES—-SANDRA MASON—-JED CLAMPETT——–and there are some others less valued as far as this query goes for now.
Q-2: HAY GAGA, WHY DID THE DUDE COME TO THE LIBRARY A WEEK AGO, WHERE WE ENDED UP CONNECTING AND HE POSTED UP ‘YBCO’ SONG?
Answer from GAGA was as follows: PCN-862
MY MATCH-BOOK LIST ITEMS FOR THE PCN-862:
VOORHEES NEW JERSEY—-CHASING A CAT AROUND—-DOW JONES—-APRIL LEE—-GOVERNOR—-SARAH KRASSLE’S GAME—————
Now before I tell you about a lady who keeps promising to call me, and just is blowing me off, and I really thought that she was my friend, and she always treated me like a king up at the 25th Street Food Harvest Outreach, when we both worked there as paid AARP volunteers, not all that long ago; is acting very mean and very weird. I never did anything to deserve her wrath or mistreatment, yet I appear to be getting it. So today, I also asked GAGA KITTY KAT, why she is doing this to me and has been for six months?
HERE IS WHAT GAGA MEOWED BACK TO ME, IN THIS 3RD QUERRY TODAY, OR REALLY; YESTERSAY NOW, AS THIS IS HO HO HO, AND FUCK THE HO WORLD, ‘CHRISTMAS DAY’ NOW FOLKS, AND NEVER A MERRY TIME AT ALL, FOR FUCKING OLD PATHETIC ME.
The PCN response was number 770, from Gawky Gaukauk.
HERE ARE THE MATCH-BOOK ITEMS FOR PCN-770:
VIOLENT—-’REAL GOOD GIRL’ SONG—-ROUNDHOUSE MUSEUM—-ENEMIES—-MADONNA—-GETTING HELP WITH MY COMPUTER—-JENNIFER WASHBURN—-ROY’S CASH AND CARRY—-VITAMIN—-I’M GONNA’ GET ALONG WITHOUT YOU—————————-
I have said enough for right now, and I need to get these letters off to the proper authorities regarding these4 criminal thug enemy neighbors of mine. Either this fucking CRIME STOPPERS is as phony as my resident manager, DM, or they will shortly all be evicted. I personally will file charges of HARASSMENT, as this is precisely what these rotten muff-divers are doing to me, their actions with me for months and months now here in this building, totally fucking fit the statute, so there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes I will make this statement right now to this All Mighty Wild GODDESS, this world has known as SCYLLA, the one who centuries ago, sat on large sea cliff rocks near Sicily, and would sing in her beyond beautiful voice, to all of the ship sailors passing by. They could never resist her inconceivably amazing voice, and would be drawn closer to the rocky shore and coastline and eventually all the ships would be claimed by this great entity that has made Herself known to me as the ATLANTIC OCEAN, and also the creator of the multiverse, her true name once known here as just Scylla, is SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE. First she came to me in 1969 and did that chain miracle and huge chemtrail miracle. Then she came again in 1983 along with her friends Ralph and Sandy, and others too I would suppose, and then she introduced me to her cousin, the Goddess of Lightning, known only on powerful Astral Plane circles as Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis. By the time the eighties were half over, this powerful goddess had me totally under HER spell, and there really IS NO ESCAPE FOR ME, and I know it, but then, I don’t want to escape her. I was so jealous once that I took a big rock and caved my brothers’ skull in as SHE played games even back then, making me think that SHE loved him more than SHE loved me, and I was not able to handle that. Your ALL MIGHTY GOD totally belongs to me, and no one else, still, as SHE reminds me so often folks, everybody else is just the other parts of me that is not me directly, real deep stuff, huh Wayne Dyer, my old other Hawaiian friend? Yes, as you say so well, some things feel so totally natural, some don’t. But the 2008 stair chase did, and so did that extremely wild transdimensional experience with the president that time, in 2009. Then I come to learn why, and from a man who is big into the wrestling profession, as in their theme song, of their Mariena Krassle version of the “Real Good Girl” song.
Maybe you need to refresh yourself with Morianity Bible.
http://youtu.be/KExU0kPESqk (Governor Jesse Ventura)
Governor Jesse Ventura talks about time travel, in ways that totally connect up with stuff from my own personal life; including the chance that his own distant relative, Salvador, was sent to me in 1965, to show me, and not Miss Wescott; how to tap my fingers in really cool ways, so that ‘lightning’ will respond to this, up in 1983; on a telephone receiver.
http://youtu.be/Vqg3oty0JMU 100% machine created, tkpop.
YOU’LL BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983
NEW 2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC TRACK ALONG WITH: Only the opening title words are real.
Here are some other very interesting video links to Youtube postings, for those interested in my story, as most of these will connect what Morianity is all about, in one way or another. Hay, if you’re not interested, that is your business!
HAVE A VERY NICE DAY, PEOPLE.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.
MORIANITY BIBLE FOR MILLENIUM THREE:
Friday, September 22, 2006
Morianity Bible
=============================================================================== Thursday, January 19, 2006 =============================================================================== Prologue – Morianity Bible For Millenium 3, Old Testament 1995 ==================================================
There is no good way to start this journal of my endless life, you see I do not ever die. In this age of somewhat computer impersonal inter-world interaction, I will start with plain simple English. First there is a very sick giant army of pure wicked slime-bags, wrecking every facet of my life. It worsened however 20 years ago when I resided in lovely Cherry Hill, NJ, and much will be spoken of, regarding this horrific nightmare. I have offered 3 people the knowledge of creating their idea of immortality, and I can make good on my end of the deal. Despite mans fear of death and the unknown, they all turned down my offer, even though what I want in return is not what you might think the usual things would be, such as sex or money or power etc. I do not want this. What I want is to be believed and have a small group of people join me in a fight against something that goes beyond consp theories, or any sci-fi stuff. No one can ever give me what I want so bad, OBLIVION. I have a story to tell you that will topple the world as we now perceive it to be. Stay tuned, there is a light year of story to tell, be braced………………..
I do think it wise that this book be made a part of my life and live journals, as this is the beginning of the book known as morianity bible. This will not follow the scrip of prior writings, as the times change very quickly as centuries continue moving forward. I feel the need to point out that several people play a major part of my nightmare endless existence, and that they are well known high profile individuals. Unless you can see what I tell you is real, you will be offended as a direct result of inability to comprehend. People, animals, weather, and all potential situations of interaction in this gigantic 5th dimensional hyperspace, are all totally controlled by the uplining thoughtwave that simply put, IS ALL THIS. No way can I just start right in imparting things about what the 6th dimension really is, as though we are having a casual conversation over trivial everyday matters such as a new boy or girl friend, whether or not the mighty Philadelphia Flyers will win the 2006 Stanley Cup, and on and on. The 6th dimension contains answers to every question that ever has plagued or interested mankind since it crawled out of the seas. I began my bible for no other reason in 1995, than simply put, and using mortal Earth language; I awoke from a dream on the morning of August fifteen, 1986, and upon awakening I came here, wherever here is. NO ONE ON GODS GREEN-BROWN EARTH will believe me when I tell them that the place that I fell asleep from the night before was not where I am now, and have been since this outlandish occurrence. Since this happened, some things are similar, and some things are quite different. When I came to the library today to write this blog, my reading glasses vanished and turned up in a very weird spot, and then a crazy person tried intentionally yo hit my car while I was merely attempting to normally park. Things like this occur constantly, and thousands of hellish things worse, every year since this hell began in 1986, whereas before all of this, my life was boring and dull, not great, but certainly not TOTAL FREAKING HELL. I have been in a death-hell sentence for 20 years now, and all from doing no more than waking up from a spurious and crazy dream, where I lived in Atlantic City, NJ, but in an entirely altered reality, some might refer to as a parallel universe. One possible explanation for this is that I used to experiment with many electronic devices, and you would never believe me if I told you the whole story. Long before many of the technologies of century 21 existed, I applied an ancient alchemists theory to life by combining science with the magical world, hence creating a commingling of sorts of existing powers that man had tapped into. There are several people that were suddenly added and subtracted from known reality, and the machine it was done on was a Panasonic Technics RS1500US open reel recorder. In closing the first chapter of this bible, I will simply say this: I am in hell. I have been shot in a Wawa, drowned, poisoned, electrocuted, killed in 5 traffic crashes, the worst being in Woodbury, NJ, and have had several massive and fatal heart attacks. Death hates my guts and has been ordered to not let me get out of this nightmare. I am constantly evicted from wherever I live, friends keep dying strange deaths, I am fired off jobs with no explanations, and every time that I eventually and painstakingly get a new person in my life who possibly might help me, they turn on me with no rhyme nor reason. 2 churches asked me to leave the fold as they believe I am cursed of God, or possessed, or some other such absurd nonsense. No matter what I try to ever do socially, financially, or whateverally, IT FAILS FAILS F A I L S. These are the persons responsible for the complete destruction of an innocent man, though they have no clue that any of this is going on. DONALD TRUMP, DONNA SUMMER, ROBERT CLARK, ED SNYDER,RICHARD KARPF, MAYER BOB LEVY OF ACNJ, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO,FRANK CALLIO, THOMAS J. REALE, MARY CARTER PAINTS. CIA, NSA, and many BFA ‘black file agencies”, are owned-controlled by the Callio-Martino families of East Jersey. Chapter two will tell you details of what these wicked subskumites do to me in covert ugly detail, stay tuned. Thank you “TOMORROW-NOW” network for carrying this message through World System which is the replacement of present day internet. Anybody who never saw a movie called “THE TRUEMAN SHOW” needs to get to a video rental system =============================================================================== Tuesday, January 31, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 01 Daring To Know =============================================================================== Hello world, it is me again, taking u now into the second chapter of MB. I lived here long ago as King David, and loved Jehovah as some call ‘Him’, more than life itself. I am not sure whether I will be forgiven for saying all that I will say today, but my spirit as mortals term the word, is unable to resist the temptation. First, what u all believe to be independent people with independent thought, is the biggest joke since Adam’s APPLE being stuck in all of the throats of the human race. The thyroid gland can indeed be used by all the gods as sort of a ‘punishment collar’, just as suggested by the great and late Mr. Gene Roddenberry of Star Trek. I should know, as goddess Diana Arteemis, daughter of Zeus Ressikahn Zuudlow, and cousin of the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, has been using one on poor ol lil me since 10:30 PM on the night of June 4th of 1983. If I do not do what my 2 lightning goddesses tell me to do, I am not only punished in human ways on this human realm or plane, but far worse and stranger nightmares occur on dream or astral realms, and even beyond into non fathomability by homosapiens of this darling little planet. You could never know the wrath of these power- ful beings until you are able to remember in consciousness, just how mighty they are, and what they can do to you. I could tell things to this world that no one would ever choose to accept nor believe. To list a very few of them, on risk of punitation that goes far beyond your concept of death and destruction, first and foremost, weather on this Earth has not been naturally occurring on any real level since the end of 1987. All formation of clouds is made from jet trails that some conspiracy theorists call KEMTRAILS. These deadly vapor trails are not what they were before the mid 1980′s, when they were legitimate propane fumes resulting from jet aircraft’s flying from city to city. They quickly evaporated, dispersed into invisibility, and were gone. Now, and for 2 decades now, they turn into big wide creepy looking smokey vapors, and eventually, if you have patience to watch this horror, you will observe that a clear blue sky will go from beautiful to nothing more than an entire gray and ugly mess, hence, changing the entire weather pattern over an entire area, area after area, until eventually, these clouds chicken and turn darker. From this rain will fall, and storms and patterns of numerous Hello world, it is me again, taking u now into the second chapter of MB. I lived here long ago as King David, and loved Jehovah as some call ‘Him’, more than life itself. I am not sure whether I will be forgiven for saying all that I will say today, but my spirit as mortals term the word, is unable to resist the temptation. First, what u all believe to be independent people with independent thought, is the biggest joke since Adam’s APPLE being stuck in all of the throats of the human race. The thyroid gland can indeed be used by all the gods as sort of a ‘punishment collar’, just as suggested by the great and late Mr. Gene Roddenberry of Star Trek. I should know, as goddess Diana Arteemis, daughter of Zeus Ressikahn Zuudlow, and cousin of the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, has been using one on poor ol lil me since 10:30 PM on the night of June 4th of 1983. If I do not do what my 2 lightning goddesses tell me to do, I am not only punished in human ways on this human realm or plane, but far worse and stranger nightmares occur on dream or astral realms, and even beyond into unfathomably by homosapiens of this darling little planet. You could never know the wrath of these powerful beings until you are able to remember in consciousness, just how mighty they are, and what they can do to you. I could tell things to this world that no one would ever choose to accept nor believe. To list a very few of them, on risk of punitation that goes far beyond your concept of death and destruction, first and foremost, weather on this Earth has not been naturally occurring on any real level since the end of 1987. All formation of clouds is made from jet trails that some conspiracy theorists call CHEMTRAILS. These deadly vapor trails are not what they were before the mid 1980′s, when they were legitimate propane fumes resulting from jet aircraft’s flying from city to city. They quickly evaporated, dispersed into invisibility, and were gone. Now, and for 2 decades now, they turn into big wide creepy looking smokey vapors, and eventually, if you have patience to watch this horror, you will observe that a clear blue sky will go from beautiful to nothing more than an entire gray and ugly mess, hence, changing the entire weather pattern over an entire area, area after area, until eventually, these clouds chicken and turn darker. From this rain will fall, and storms and patterns of numerous weather conditions develop around the entire globe. Should these jets stop doing this, no new weather would exit anywhere on this world, and I refuse to believe that top weather channel meteorologists can be unaware and totally oblivious to this. Not that it would matter, because the minute to try do expose this crap, your life will rapidly go to hell. Everyone you tell that takes any interest and tries to assist in getting to the bottom of it, suddenly watches their life go down the girgler at light speed squared, or warp ten for the trekkers. Anyone u enlist to help to expose any of the secrets of the gods and their goofy plans for this game arena we call Earth and life, will watch all those around them such as friends, spouses, family members, neighbors, co-workers, and on and on, GO STRAIGHT TO A FIREY H E L L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They invented the science of psychiatry and psychology, to enable them to list you as all sorts of iteses and enicks, etc. This works just like the war room in the pentagon. Before they do any big thing, they already have two or three cover stories ready to go out should the diareah run smack into the giant fan. Who really owns the pentagon, and all evil and wickedness around the globe? When I lived here as David 3K years ago, I put up with this same ‘ENEMY CHANNEL’. Watch my language choices carefully, my fellow brethren and sistren, I said channel, it is not, it was not, nor will it ever be, individual persons that come after u and make u miserable when you are a threat to them through what I’ve termed EXPOSURE METHODOLOGY. Now for the GREAT MACHINE and the really big story on ‘my action news’. Their is a powerful and magical scripture in the Christian King James version of the HOLY BIBLE, that seriously, and not taken as story or parable; that refers to the so-called devil by his fallen name, and goes a bit like this, WATCH OUT AND BE DILIGENT SO AS TO AVOID SATAN’S DEVICES… Preachers great and small, with seminary degree, believe A HUGE LIE. They do not take the word DEVICES to actually be a super HI-TEK Machine, capable of negatively effecting energy that exists in the quantum foam of fifth-dimensional space, in such a spurious and outlandish way. You see, it effects anything. and I said ANYTHING, that runs or is any way part of anything ELECTICAL, MECHANICAL, OR BIOLOGICAL, and the reason it can do this is because all 3 of these things are only real on a 3 dimensional plane of life as a type of mass times light speed squared on a very unusually high frequency of P and S cloud inter-orbital atomic signature. The device is thus able to interfere with the exact signature of subatomic orbiting particles that cause 4th and 5th dimensional changes or interdimensionalization as some sci-fi buffs may have seen it used in their favorite shows. This weekend, everything was hit around me, from my physical body, my electronic home devices, my automobile, people around me by way of influencing their mental channel, and on and on. These machines can turn a child int an old dying lump of clay, as well as the other way around. I have witnessed what it can do. The only reason I live and breathe and can still speak and type, is because I too have had my day of reckoning with this magical device. There is one of these stationary gadgets on State Street in Camden, NJ, another one is in Atlantic City,NJ on Tennessee Avenue above a casino bus parking lot, and the third one is in Haddonfield, NJ close to the Pennypacker Park in a building called Coolie Hall. The other buildings are Recorded Publications Laboratory, and the ACNJ one is in mid air, as a fire took out the Bolivar Hotel where it was originally brought into our human world straight from very high astral planes, by the great Sarah-Stacey Herself, THE ALL MIGHTY God of our pathetically deluded world. These machines can propagate themselves in similar fashion to humans who can make babies. Any electrical or mechanical device that gets close to one of the 3 master devices becomes EMPOWERED, in a much lessor strength than the original, and the process can endlessly go on, with power being similar to that of nuclear half-life weak force decaying 4th dimensional cycling. Let me close up chapter 2 of MB by reminding my readers that the day Mayor Levy took office in ACNJ, notice how the ocean was sending him a message that he better do a good job and clean up her great city in the human world. The GREAT SARAH is watching you chief. Goddess Jupiter transmitted her lightning through the vacuum of space, and into the dark dead quiet seas of this world. The Atlantic Ocean does not like people who hurt ‘THAT BOY’, as she has called me for quintillions of endless eons. weather conditions develop around the entire globe. Should these jets stop doing this, no new weather would exit anywhere on this world, and I refuse to believe that top weather channel meteorologists can be unaware and totally oblivious to this. Not that it would matter, because the minute to try do expose this crap, your life will rapidly go to hell. Everyone you tell that takes any interest and tries to assist in getting to the bottom of it, suddenly watches their life go down the girgler at light speed squared, or warp ten for the trekkers. Anyone U enlist to help to expose any of the secrets of the gods and their goofy plans for this game arena we call Earth and life, will watch all those around them such as friends, spouses, family members, neighbors, co-workers, and on and on, GO STRAIGHT TO A FIREY H E L L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They invented the science of psychiatry and psychology, to enable them to list you as all sorts of iteses and enicks, etc. This works just like the war room in the pentagon. Before they do any big thing, they already have two or three cover stories ready to go out should the diareah run smack into the giant fan. Who really owns the pentagon, and all evil and wickedness around the globe? When I lived here as David 3K years ago, I put up with this same ‘ENEMY CHANNEL’. Watch my language choices carefully, my fellow brethren and sistren, I said channel, it is not, it was not, nor will it ever be, individual persons that come after U and make U miserable when you are a threat to them through what I’ve termed EXPOSURE METHODOLOGY. Now for the GREAT MACHINE and the really big story on ‘my action news’. Their is a powerful and magical scripture in the Christian King James version of the HOLY BIBLE, that seriously, and not taken as story or parable; that refers to the so-called devil by his fallen name, and goes a bit like this, WATCH OUT AND BE DILIGENT SO AS TO AVOID SATAN’S DEVICES….Preachers great and small, with seminary degree, believe A HUGE LIE. They do not take the word DEVICES to actually be a super HI-TEK Machine, capable of negatively effecting energy that exists in the quantum foam of fifth-dimensional space, in such a spurious and outlandish way. You see, it effects anything. and I said ANYTHING, that runs or is any way part of anything ELECTICAL, MECHANICAL, OR BIOLOGICAL, and the reason it can do this is because all 3 of these things are only real on a 3 dimensional plane of life as a type of mass times light speed squared on a very unusually high frequency of P and S cloud inter-orbital atomic signature. The device is thus able to interfere with the exact signature of subatomic orbiting particles that cause 4th and 5th dimensional changes or interdimensionalization as some sci-fi buffs may have seen it used in their favorite shows. This weekend, everything was hit around me, from my physical body, my electronic home devices, my automobile, people around me by way of influencing their mental channel, and on and on. These machines can turn a child int an old dying lump of clay, as well as the other way around. I have witnessed what it can do. The only reason I live and breathe and can still speak and type, is because I too have had my day of reckoning with this magical device. There is one of these stationary gadgets on State Street in Camden, NJ, another one is in Atlantic City, NJ on Tennessee Avenue above a casino bus parking lot, and the third one is in Haddonfield, NJ close to the Pennypacker Park in a building called Coolie Hall. The other buildings are Recorded Publications Laboratory, and the ACNJ one is in mid air, as a fire took out the Bolivar Hotel where it was originally brought into our human world straight from very high astral planes, by the great Sarah-Stacey Herself, THE ALL MIGHTY God of our pathetically deluded world. These machines can propagate themselves in similar fashion to humans who can make babies. Any electrical or mechanical device that gets close to one of the 3 master devices becomes EMPOWERED, in a much lessor strength than the original, and the process can endlessly go on, with power being similar to that of nuclear half-life weak force decaying 4th dimensional cycling. Let me close up chapter 2 of MB by reminding my readers that the day Mayor Levy took office in ACNJ, notice how the ocean was sending him a message that he better do a good job and clean up her great city in the human world. The GREAT SARAH is watching you chief. Goddess Jupiter transmitted her lightning through the vacuum of space, and into the dark dead quiet seas of this world. The Atlantic Ocean does not like people who hurt ‘THAT BOY’, as she has called me for quintillions of endless eons. =============================================================================== Wednesday, February 08, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 02 Putting A Nightmare Together =============================================================================== I have much to tell u all in order to bring u up to speed. These filthy slime-bags wrecked me a few days after posting chapter 2. My auto was wrecked, they fly over in planes and drive by in cars, using the machine I told u about that effects anything electrical, mechanical, and biological. One minute I am fine, then boom, u crap your insides out before u can get to a toilet. This has been going on now since 1986, as previously mentioned where I discuss returning here from a nightmare, to find myself in a worse realer nightmare of literally being in HELL.
You will never know what I suffer through. Trying to get my only vehicle repaired, was literally as difficult as becoming a brain surgeon. All of a sudden my mechanic has a major emergency due to someone ‘just happening to pick the day I needed help desperately’, dropped a dime on him and told school-board authorities that his children were illegally attending school in the wrong district. This complex mess led to me not getting help, as the stand by mechanic did not give a hoot in hot hurl-juice about me, wouldn’t answer my phone calls, nor called me. Next day, someone tries to help me, and everything u could possibly imagine occurred so that I was unable to meet with her at a pre arranged spot, and it was an endless hell, just attempting to get to the mechanic shop in order to retrieve my auto. As I type now at Hammonton library, a super low private CIA-NSA airplane is flying directly overhead to try and annoy and or frighten me. It won’t work dirtballs.
What u must now be brought up to speed on is something called STATISTICAL TECHNOLOGY and what the ‘enemy’ is doing with it. For two sick twisted decades, I’ve gone through total bat-biting HELL with this total crap. They have created a game with me where I am in my very life itself in all possible aspects of it, connected to three seemingly unconnected other items of physical life, these being the DOW JONES, the PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES, and the PHILADELPHIA FLYERS. As totally off the wall and ludicrous as this will sound, it is goddamn real, and is happening to me. They follow me around day and night and persecute me to death, to endlessly keep this PARALLEL EVENT, as I have so named it, going and going forever. They seem to have this all confused with a copper-top battery, and as I speak now, a crash level helicopter almost blew the roof off of the library building. I cannot make anyone believe my hell is real, and they claim justice exists in this miserable world, or that God is loving and caring, and would never allow an innocent being to suffer in an unfathomable hell endlessly. But deep down most of us 21st centers are beginning to realize that all this crap of standard religion is fed to all of us, with the motive of CONTROLLING US ALL. The biggest fear is the so called UFO and coverup of the situation, whatever, like religious stuff, it really is all about. Many movie directors in sci-fi films, dating from BUCK ROGERS up to X FILES, will tell u that uncle is more than happy to cooperate with them, and sharing helpful things with them, just so long as certain ???????? topics and things are left either out of the equation, or it is reedited in ways uncle is more comfortable with, and if u are ok with that, they’ll bend over backwards with athletic agility, to assist u with making your sci-fi movie. But if u are hard headed about it, not only does their cooperation vanish like a morning mist in a hot summer sun, but films have been lost and burned, and people have indeed been FREAKING ELIMINATED…….I should have inside info if anyone does, as I worked 2 years in the entertainment industry. If I lie, I hope my beloved parents are burning in the god’s hottest hell. This is not to imply for a nanominute, that I believe in little green aliens and ufo ship saucers, and on and on. What I know for fact that is really going on, is this: We are the gods living here on a lower realm, creating a huge reality show for us to enjoy as the gods we actually are in the higher realms, where we are watching our lower selves, in similar fashion I am sure that Susan Lucci sets her VCR to watch ERICA CANE in the show, while kicked back with a diet soda and pink salmon, in the privacy and luxury of her own home. I randomly selected the eats, after-all, look at that body for the gods sake, or is she one of them. In any event, let me revert to thinking with my better and higher head now, and go on to tell you all what is really happening. DIVERSION AND DISTRACTION=ANTIHELL. In order to not constantly and infinitely dwell on the hellish reality that THERE IS NO OBLIVION, u must get into the best possible kill-time so to speak, and no to the men of the world, it really ain’t sex. It must be something longer lasting with an endless fix, and the gods have all agreed to choose power struggles, physical challenges, contests, and games. This is why they gave the Romans the gladiators and the fights to the death, and football to the 19th, 20th, and 21st centuries A.D. Have we as homosapiens changed one bit with all our bits and bytes and matrix’s and any such foolishness of mans reasoning? Say yes and graduate to ‘asshole of the day club- president and chief executive officer. Just look around after any bloody gorey accident or crime scene, and watch all the blood thirsty human-vampires, with their veracious desire to stand around and watch but not lift a lousy finger to do anything helpful, a real ‘LENNY BRISCOE PISSOFF’. In closing, just know that I intend to tell all that is being done to me, and all that you ever will do to me, whomever u sick-ass bastards are out there, to all of cyberspace. It is only a matter of time before I learn how to blog share, create bulletin boards, chat rooms on the subject of victims of invisible harassment, join other conspiracy theory groups that I am quite certain must already exist, and ultimately share petatons of information with other cyber-sufferers.
Cruel world, MY MURDER is on the bloody hands of those I mention as I open my bible called ‘OLD TESTAMENT 1995′. No matter what u do to me, I’ll survive and get u all back. A day will come where either you or your great grand children will meet up with their day of reckoning, for all the terror you have inflicted on me, my friends, my family, and the murder of my best friend, my mother, and his mother, by a Freemason named Jonathon Schau. Everything in the book by Dan Brown is a true and accurate account of a real family line from David straight to me. The curse as wiccans would term it, was passed to me at about age 3 or so, when the one whom previously bore GOD APPOLOLUCIFER ZOXAISS ZUDLOW, grandson of ZUDLOW CHRONUS’s curse against the family of KING DAVID OF ISREAL, murdered his wife and mother in law, and then proceeded to hang himself in the cellar of the home in which he resided in Braintree, Massachusetts. This is the actual event that occurred, that later would go on to inspire the fictional nonsense in Ammityville, Long Island, New York.
I’ll tell much more in chapter 4 my brethren and sistren, so stay tuned. In the not all that distant future, they are watching all of this, and all of us, through very sophisticated TIME-DELAY SATELLITE SYSTEM that I will not attempt to further elucidate upon at this time. =============================================================================== Wednesday, March 01, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 03 Ending Of The Old Testament =============================================================================== I am under constant continuous covert harassment by forces and entities that the christian scriptures refer to as ‘the council’. Calling someone a fool, according to Messiah Jesus, puts us in danger of this council. Their more new age and more complete name is the ‘MILLIONTH COUNCIL’, and they do more than sit on judgment thrones. They have an incredible ability and that is totally misunderstood by science, philosophy, ufology, and all other fact/fiction groups and mindsets. They can throw interactions at us, as though we are sitting a movie theater of life, while they transmit to our mind and senses, exactly what they wish to do, in order for them to run all the worlds of 3rd, 4th, and 5th dimensional existences to their personal choosing, and their is no stopping or beating them. They can make you totally fail at everything, no matter how meticulously you plan and execute your movements.
For 20 years they have persecuted me and made my life a living hell. Each 20 year period back before is not quite as bad, henceforth a dummy can predict my extremely bleak future. For weeks they have been flying loud choppers over me where I go or live or work. They have destroyed all of my electronic equipment, and my automobile. If I told u that all the top secret Bluebook answers are nothing like you think they are, u would not believe me, as who the heck am I? Their power source comes from several things that mortal finite mind can grasp to some point, such as quantum stationary gravitronic foam channels, but the real power lies in their power of Ettos, abbreviated from ELECTROMAGNETIC THOUGHT TRANSMISSION AND OMMISSION SYSTEM. The mind is not u, but to make it understandable to u, you as ‘isness of being’ or soul existence, simply exist. Time and space is pure illusion. Reality is non dimensional infinity or us in our true beingness. As some get on to the truth, power structures become endangered. Separation of church and state are of course important, even vital, but reality is that one cannot exist without its counterpart other, a reality of contrast so to speak. If organized religion closed its door tomorrow, state would be out in the cold as well. U simply cannot have a meaningful one without another, simple law of contrast. What is up without down, and what is light without dark? The truth of what is really going on for example the ‘ufo situation’, would wipe out the organized worldly religions, and with that done, state control over the population is out the door as well.
Whether saucers or aliens exist inside this 100 billion light year sphere is as meaningless as one particular day in grammar school is to Colin Powell during the heat of battle in Desert Storm. The fear of the controllers EARTHREALMERS [government], as well as OTHEREALMERS the [MILLIONTH COUNCIL], both the ‘CONTROLLERS’ married in separate beds so to speak, is that as general population gets more and more onto reality and what it really is all about, control over the many by the powerful few, goes poof. THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL is the most dangerous thing in the world, and in all the worlds of possible hyperspace interaction, the opposite polarity to zero dimensional existence at infinity.
I have much more to tell u all in CHP. 5, but I am pressed for time. Just know that while you live physically, all that is happening is that you are for lack of better words, being thrown a reality or interactive time fraction. U are permitted a menu of free will so to speak, but it is meaningless, as we are all in a sort of a frozen hell, with no beginning and no end, as time just aint real my friend.
Should Mr. Bush & his pop get up tomorrow morn and tell the citizenry the so called truth of what the ufo thing is all about, they would simply be telling you what I am, simply put a bit more elegantly and eloquently. But let me try to tell the world the truth, forget it, as I am poor little Mister Nobody. =============================================================================== Thursday, March 30, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 04 Moving In The 5th Dimension =============================================================================== Here we go again my friends of the 6th dimension, those lovely invisible things that exist similarly to dots on a disc ROM waiting for the laser beam to bring their conscious awareness to void infinity, into endless possible individual interactions in the great hyperspace. Hyperspace, referred to in this bible from now on as ‘HS’, is the fifth dimensional reality of the endless upline and downline reality above it all that will eventually loop down on each end and with sufficient force to loop the falling infinity-ends into a loop, just as is occurring in lower dimensions. Take a straight line and extend it out to the left and right long enough, and it comes under effect of gravitron-reality. The world stole the matrix idea from me, as I talked about it long before anybody, in the 70″s as a matter of fact. In truth, there is no machine, computer, program, intelligent single or combined entity or force, or what have you. It is a bit bigger, yet much simpler than all that. Reality is so incredibly simple that you will never believe nor understand me, as I do live in and AS pure reality, and while not in the sixth dimension of MIND, which contains all mind, thought, brain, memory biological, mechanical, the cyberspace, and all else u could ever imagine, I live in endless interactions of 5-D reality of what science now refers to as HS. Think back to when u could only crawl, then later, wow, u could walk, then later still, Jesus-Holy-Moses, u could run. Before u could do any of these things, u could not do them. Does this say you can fly, transport yourself beyond death, and more, the answer is a resounding YES, but it is naturally a conditionally based yes. Before I totally knew that I could move in the 4th dimension, like u I was totally stuck in the 3rd. Later, upon realizing I could move in the 5th, again I did so, sort of a new “going from crawl to walk to run” situation.
Believe me or not, this is always up to u. Once I began living fifth dimensionally, the limitations of 3-D life, totally remove themselves from an entities reality, and it becomes an entity of true and real BEINGNESS, subject only to 6th dimensional upline/downline multiverse system, and 7th dimensional LAWTRONICS above that. This is what the words imply, they tell the tronics, the ARCHITECTS AND BUILDERS OF THE DREAMWORLDS, what do do, the rules such as gravitation, time, space-time brain’s inter-phase in individual dream sequences or ‘lifetimes’ which all exist as one simultaneous cosmic 5-D reality, and on addinfinitem.
One life seems real to us, and all others seem to come from falling asleep, hallucinogenic medications, over-boozing, and physical body damage and total eventual demise. This is a huge cosmic illusion that will endlessly LIE to all unenlightened beings and entities that do not start to see 5-D reality, and then go on to live in it. Back to the baby whom learns to crawl and walk, and later as the child, to run:No one with color TV is willing to return to watching B&W, nor stereo-hi-fi listeners are willing to even entertain the notion of giving this up for the return ear punishing hand held 1961 transistor radio with the one half inch tin speaker in mono. U can all hate me in 2K6, but I look at all of u that insist on living your 3-D lives, as the EPITOME OF DINOSAURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Death has no claim over a 5th dimensional being. Death is a three dimensional reality that passes through me as the air does as I walk down the block. Time, age, gravity, to me, all nothing but 3-D illusions. But I have an enemy force that also comes from and quite actually IS 5TH DIMENSIONAL. Before going on, let me tell you that they have made that first day of 2K6 spring, and every spring day since, A TOTAL NIGHTMARE INFINITE H E L L FOR ME. Their power lies far beyond your concept of any religion practiced on this ball of puke, and their dangerous and viscous mind control techniques on 3-D biological beings like all of u is beyond unconscionable and horrific, it is more revolting than a trillion monkeys and pigs hurling right down our throats every second of our lives. We all are constantly being cheated out of a tiny bit of ‘heaven’ so to speak, that would at least distract us from the awesome awful and unfathomable hell condition we are all endlessly in, NO WAY TO REACH OBLIVION. Once you’re ‘here’, you have always been here and will always be here, as all time is one time, and only illusion tells u not to realize this total truth. OBLIVION, the greatest thing that ever could be, is unreachable. To distract out of this nightmare, we on higher astral levels torment our lower probe like selves here on Earth, with constant games, CHALLENGES, CONTESTS, POWER STRUGGLES OVER MATEA AND SEX, LAND, MIGHT, AND THE MONEY ORIENTED EGO, OR SPACE TIME SELF TYPE OF THINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE HUGEST GAME PLAYED IS WITH ME FOR TWENTY GODDAMN YEARS OR MORE NOW, and it is called PARALLEL EVENT, the greatest kept secret in all the USA black file agencies, that are run and operated by these sick and twisted gods. With me they chose two Philadelphia sports teams and the Dow Jones stock market system. When Phillies win, Flyers lose and market is down. Concentrically, when Phillies lose, Flyers win and market is up. Check the way 90% of the time these stats go together. Now for the real clicker and stone cruncher: When my life is running good, a very rare occasion, this translates to market down , Flyers lose, and Phillies win. when my life is running bad, a very constant shituation, no the word was not misspelled, the Phillies are dying, and the DOW AND THE FLYERS ARE FREAKING F L Y I N G, YES F L Y I N G, and to keep the market and Flyers hot and the poor Phillies forever crushed, they constantly make my freaking life a total total total infinite burning N I G H T M A R E H E LL !!!!!!!!!!!! I have been dealing with these scummy scuzzy turds 4 a very long time, and I could have either let them win and drive me mad, as they have many others before me that u think the poor bastards are just cooks in a rubber room banging their heads and screaming for martin sheen’s hand, but instead I chose to stand and fight in ways that no other mortal or master has ever had to do quite like me, in the history of our entire 5-D multiverse. Now my mission is to tell the world what these vicious scum are doing to me, even though it really is not them, but scummy gods operating their vicious ETTOS POWER through them, and these are the main group involved in bringing me down, not that there are not also many sub-groups: DONNA SUMMER, DONALD TRUMP, ROBERT MCGUIRE, ED SNYDER, SARAH CALLIO, FRANK CALLIO, THOMAS J. REALE, PAULA KING, BOBBY CLARK-FLYERS GENERAL MANAGER,MR. MARTINO OF MARTINOS RESTAURANT IN CLARIDGE CASINO OF ATLANTIC CITY, AND ACNJ ‘MAYOR, THE HONORABLE WOMANIZING EX CHIEF OF THE BEACH PATROL, BOB LEVY, CERTAIN PERSONS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT IN STATE AND ON TOWNSHIP LEVELS, THE ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY. In closing today, permit me to tell u that I am under a death siege by the CIA,NRO, FBI, NSA, OSS, which is not existing under same name but is the old presidents secret service, all these people have no case against me. My father was a loyal US Naval Officer and served in WW2. I have never been part of any group that is in any way pro-violence, nor am I a violent individual, I have no criminal nor police record, nor nor in juvenile years, and there is no reason for my constant persecution. If this was the fair and free nation it advertises to be in this world, I would have recourse. I do not. I have tried for 2 decades to get help, and all I get is treated very poorly by my civil servants, congressman’s assistants, and numerous local and state authorities. Once they cuffed me and took me to Cherry Hill, NJ crises Center, and had the nerve to send a bill, which I said I would sue the Township if forced to pay as I was taken against my will, for merely going to a police station and reporting to them that 1 of their officers was always following and stalking me, Rocco, a good friend of Callio. Today and 4 at least most of this month, I have had major military siege, low loud jets and choppers and bomber planes flying over my residence and wherever I go. They use mind controlling ETTOS to make all those around me just vehemently believe that I am just a crazy pathetic nutcase. Again, from prior writings in the MORIANITY BIBLE, ETTOS stands for their most deadly weapon, more than a million hydrogen bombs put together, ELECTROMAGNETIC THOUGHT TRANSMISSION AND OMMISSION SYSTEM. May the gods burn in hell, yea ya bitches, there is no oblivion and eternal rest and peace for any of u pricks, NOT FREKIN’ E V E R!!!!! =============================================================================== Tuesday, April 04, 2006 Chapter 5
They Cannot Be Shamed, Can Any Of U? =============================================================================== Good afternoon my friends, and enemies in this lovely 5th dimensional inter- action we all share, either as us the probes of the lower life parts of us, or as the gods of the higher life parts of us. Every year the Philadelphia Phillies baseball team SUCKS, and every year the Philadelphia Flyers hockey team soars through the sky like a showoff eagle. None of it is legit, and you are all wasting your time and money with these teams, as IT IS TOTALLY 100% FIXED. Not fixed like mob crap, this shituation is on a much larger level. They will never get anything but SMASHED TO PIECES, the Phillies that is, in their annual home opener, and I totally know the reason why, although nobody anywhere chooses to believe in anything that I tell them. I have no cosmic gun to your head, and you will all choose to believe what you want. By screwing with me, it causes a PARALELL EVENT, a cosmic connection of two totally un- related events to occur due to events in reality being nothing more than combinations of subatomic number values, so to speak, and though u don’t see how the connections can be real, they are. U must keep in mind that the gods love to use the DISTRACTION of GAMES, and other things like power struggles, challenges, reality TV shows in our century, and on and on, dating back to the gladiators, and its present close counterpart—FOOTBALL, and professional sports in general. THIS ENTIRE THING IS TO D I S T R A C T THEM, AND US IN OUR LOWER BEINGNESS PART OF THEM WHILE WE ‘LIVE’ PHYSICALLY HERE ON THIS EVIL SINCURSED EARTH. DISTRACTION FROM WHAT? What else? THAT THERE IS NO FREAKING O B L I V I O N. With a little humor imparted into this, we all in our true being selves, simply exist in VOID INFINITY, TOTAL NOTHINGNESS, no mind, no dimension, no things, not even time in which to be interactive in the situation, yet, and this I swear be truth, AWARENESS or mind-dimensional-existence, is reality, and it is all reality, and nothing else is reality, because unless u dream out and away from zero dimensional void infinity ALL THAT THERE IS OR EVER CAN BE is absolutely nothing, yet awareness to this, or the dimension of existence or THE 6TH DIMENSION, 1 and the same as zero dimensional void infinity, there is no cold nor heat, you are not sitting, standing or laying down, you are not floating. However there is always awareness to this infinity, sort of a MIND DIMENSION, or the 6th D so to speak, and no option 3 exists. We as the gods are always aware that we SIMPLY EXIST, and henceforth, we have the option of existing at and as infinity, or dreaming out and away from it into endless interactions of hyperspace. Until u can c this truth, you will remain forever trapped in what old earth religion systems call Maya or Mya, translated “COSMIC ILLUSION”. The gods part of our infinite-ness or beingness, never can shut off fully so they must distract. Using PARALELL EVENT against me is their favorite game from early in1986 through this very day. I will be evicted within 30 days for no fault of my own, another CIA stunt, to make sure not only Phils home opener was ruined, but bobby fart-barf Clark gets his Stanley Cup win in a few weeks with his dirt-bag cheating Flyers hockey team. No shame, no they all have no shame, while they enjoy wrecking my pathetic life endlessly. But somewhere out there, be it a priest or someone else that has in some way been confessed to, you have a cosmic duty if u know of my torture, to come forward and speak out 2 the authorities. If you do not, you’re own belief systems will kick in, and you will most certainly die someday, and ENDLESSLY R O T – I N – H E L L…….. THAT IS H E L L !!!!!!!!!!!!! =============================================================================== Monday, April 10, =============================================================================== Chapter 6 Uforce, Milituforce, And Chemtrail Death =============================================================================== OBVIOUSLY I AM BEING HACKED BY THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL. CANNOT MAKE THE LETTERING CASE GO TO THE SMALL MODE. Well, even I can learn some things about these wonders of nuts and bolts, I repaired the problem. I am under the worst siege of my life, the beautiful blue skies of Atlantic County, New Jersey have been totally turned to gray, by these miserable filthy scum-holes, well, to be one, you must come from one, and let me proclaim right now fellows, your moms really sweated up the sheets with me last night, wow-wow-and WO! What tears it for me is that no one else whom is not the target of the harassment, ever notices it no matter if a jet bomber lands in a wawa parking lot, and this is what Master Jesus of Nazareth obviously and blatantly refers to as “for those whom have eyes and see not, and ears but heareth not”. The scriptures come totally to life for me, as I am one son of a bitch who has, nor needs, ABSOLUTELY NO SPIRITUAL FAITH. I do not believe in the “spiritual” or otherworldly realities, instead I ABSOLUTELY KNOW WITH TOTAL ASSURANCE, that it is all real and True. Why don’t any of u out there ever realize that these ufo pricks are changing our weather, and turning our beautiful blue skies blue? Are u all so freaking blind? Road rage, attention deficit disorder, school violence, fibromyalgia, many new diseases and blood abnormalities, cancers, and the list goes on and on, are all coming from these wicked filthy P O I S O N O U S K E M T R A I L S w a k e u p p e o p l e !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAVE YOU EYES AND SEE NOT, AND BRAIN THAT FREKIN’ THINKS NOT? I am going to tell u a huge secret today that they do not want u to know. 500,000 years from today in distant ‘EXISTANCE SPHERES’ that are 500,000 light years away, we in the future, us really but it is too complex to go into, happen to see our TV and hear our radio, and this is of course long after they know or remember what it is all about, as there is no entertainment then. Complex hyper-spacial interference on the mental channel results, and we are playing a game with our own selves here in the past with all this weird saucer/alien/etc. crap. Everything is as real and as unreal as we make it be on the sixth dimension of MIND. =============================================================================== Thursday, April 27, =============================================================================== 2006 Chapter 7 Forbidden Information =============================================================================== And a good good day to you, friends and foes of MORIANITY, yes I am still here and surviving all of your vicious attacks, OTAMMSKUM. Pretending my name is Michael Mountainpen, which it is not, I assure you, the initials are like the candy, yummy, no not me. But now the word stands for ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, O T A M M. Obviously, a moron can see why I have called such wicked pure filth by this code name. Starting at 2 P.M. Yesterday, Wednesday, 04/26/06, I was furiously and viciously assaulted, without provocation, as with all times of attack, and it is going on well into today, the 27th. I was merely putting gasoline in my vehicle, when out of nowhere, along comes, no not a spider, but a super loud piece a shit Harley Motor sickle, who gunned passed me with intent, and my ear still hurts today. If I had the tag, I would call the prosecutors office, the police, and then onto an injury lawyer, to sue the freaking fat bass-turd for all the slob’s insurance company is forced by jersey-jury-award, to pay me. It was only starting at this point, no where near to being over! 6,7, maybe 8 minutes later, after finishing gassing up, and with 3 gallons of ice cream in a hot car that they know is hot as they broke the air conditioning system in it on 3 separate occasions, finally forcing me to give up repairing the bitch. Hence and hitherto, they knew they could easily wreck my ice cream and turn it into milk-trash, by doing what they do to me on many occasions: STAGE A PHONY CAR AND ROAD INCIDENT. This is exactly what they did, right by WAWA store in Hammonton, NJ, on route 30. Fortunately I thought fast. I saw what was happening, and not the 3- Dimensional road situation, STOP FRIGGIN LIVING SO DAMN THREE DEEINGLY, JESUS. THINGS DON’T JUST HAPPEN, OUR UNCONSCIOUS COLLECTIVE MIND AS THE GODS ARE PLAYING WITHTHEMSELVES, LITERALLY, THROUGH ALL OF US. They cannot take the painful hellish nightmarish torment that there is never never never never any end to existence, how can their be for the gods sake, we simply exist, UNCONSCIOUS AWARENESS AT INFINITY IS ALL THAT IS REAL. DREAMWORLDS CAN BE CREATED FOR AMUSEMENT AND ENTERTAINMENT, PERHAPS BETTER SAID AS A KILL-TIME, BUT THE TIME AS WELL AS THE INTERACTIONS ARE ALL NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR, OR OUR, CREATED DREAMS. Being totally unconscious to the things containing dimension, we as the gods in infinity, naturally must start our dreaming on what mystics and psychics refer to as ASTRAL REALMS OR PLANES. You cannot choose to be a character in physical life, a mountain, or a star, from infinity, so you first dream out and away from this void nothingness which is in truth total absolute reality, and then from astral realities, we all get together and form societies, concepts, ideas, and imaginings of all various sorts. Some of the dream-downs from there to here in physicality are made as is so to speak, while other astral entities known by forces of the ‘MILLIONTH COUNCIL’, as ‘phase-4′ beings. These dudes and duddesses get here in physicality through the imaginings of people like mystery writers, story and folk lore tellers, TV sci-fi creators, fictional book authors, and the list goes on. Every fantasy u will ever have in a human life, is them coming alive through u, and u must become aware of these great secret mysteries as u become more enlightened to the truths of which I tell, lest, major troubles and hassles await ye my brethren and sistren. Think about it in hi-tek terms with this example. It is two thousand eighty five now. It is 7 at night and a warm late autumn breeze is blowing softly through your screen enclosed outer deck at your summer home at the shore. You and 3 buddies, all 25-35 are putting away beer and pretzels, and staring out at the sunset over your lovely California Pacific Ocean panoramic view that u crack a 14K monthly nut to combinely rent from Trumps rich grandson. But who is looking at the weather, or the sunset, after 4 super beauty queens, come by strutting it at full blast, with triple-D cup bikinis, showing just about the whole wax-ball? But alas, shit, they are not interested at all in the guys, as they are a 3- way lezz team. No cold shower, or early evening ocean swim is gonna take the knots outa these dudes shorts. Hey, screw it, we have virtual reality, and not those toys back in the thirties or forties. Wham, in they go to the made up beach, seems totally real. Scanner pixed out the 3 babes, and already digitally recreated them, only they have but one thing on their minds, exactly what u told the computer to tell them to have on their minds. 3 days later, as in our part of the century back here, machines break, the crap’s being serviced, Big Jojo Maheeken forgets that however when he gets a bit bombed that night. He walks out the real door and rapes the real girls or one anyway, before the other 2 six foot 3 amazons tear both his arms half off, and rip off mister Johnson in the final con-game of his poor bastard life. I may overdo it a bit in my illustrations in order to make a point, hay, so sue me, I ain’t got squat and a half !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FORBIDDEN INFORMATION can be transmitted. It simply cannot be received. I can shout what I know from the highest mountain, the furtherest star or the deepest cavern. I do not get stopped, other than knowing that I am totally wasting my time, as all listeners to forbidden info are getting it encrypted, and cannot break code unless the gods will and allow it. Do u really doubt that unconsciousness is what controls all shit here in physical life on planet earth? Did u ever hear of medical conditions called ‘HYSTERICAL-NON SYSTEMIC’? A great old TV show from the start of the 1970′s, called MEDICAL CENTER showed two of these cases that I remember seeing, no pun meant, a girl named Lucy with hysterical blindness, and a boy named Carl with hysterical deafness. Translation: they were totally blind and deaf, yet the ear and eye remained undamaged. The conscious mind could not deal with vulgar things that these two teenagers saw their parents do, the cases were unrelated from two separate shows, but in any event, unconsciousness that is in TOTAL CONTROL OF ALL, ON EARTH OR THE SO CALLED HEAVENS, kicked in to protect the sanity of these youngsters. The memory stored in conscious mind of the horrific deeds, were grabbed by unconscious mind and locked out of conscious mind, causing the sight or sound of the bad deed to be closed off from contact with normal waking brain. The things that fade behind us int deep seeming nothingness, are indeed in the void infinity. Many mystics trance out to shut off this waking world as you call it, they really are waking up out of their dream. Now as you turn off this created dreamworld, the real astral worlds begin to surface, and the even more real truth of the void infinity lies, no not above that, for that is all there is, and what really is,TOTAL VOID, NOTHINGNESS. Since existence in 5-D hyperspace, the void, or tween-astral life are what there is, that is it. You can never hope to ever reach that blissful nirvana that the enlightened tell you can be found. Nirvanic oblivion is not an option, NO WAY JOSE’, and sorry to be hell’s worst messenger, but somebody’s gotta tell it true little Tammie, not that it can be received, for what I tell is FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE AND INFORMATION. Finally, life loopers verses life continuers will be harped on lots more in the 7th chapter of MORIANITY BIBLE. I’ll graze peach fuzz off the top of the berg that gave the Titanic to my lovely Sarah-Stacey, just peach fuzz 4 now, no big elabs or elucis. People who have the power over us in all facets of life, be it kings, presidents, mayors, billionaires, successful entertainers and athletes, and on and on, are actually, unconscious LIFE LOOP CORRECTORS, REPEATING AT THE POINT OF DEATH, WHAT THEY JUST DID, RESENDING THESAME ENERGY BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, IN ORDER TO CONSCIOUSLY ATTEMOT TO CORRECT SOMETHING THAT MADE THEIR LIFE BAD OR KEPT IT FROM BEING GOOD, THEY CAN ALSO BE REFERRED TO AS HYPERSPACE TRAVELERS. You do not have to wait to die if you get totally on to all that is going on and learn to live within new and extended boundaries and parameters. To my best knowledge, the gods chose only one mortal, M E————————-that’s M E, all other HS travel is going on around us totally in the unconscious collective, or referred to a bit ignorantly in the1960′s as COSMIC MIND. Do not misunderstand, the term is fantastic, but many 69′s kids were throwing phrases like cosmic mind and cosmic consciousness around like Mitch Williams did in the 93 world series, but that only cost us our game, sure I am still pissed to hell, but using knowledge 99% or less of its total accuracy is like kids in a sandbox playing with nuclear powered devices and atom smashers, no,no,no,no, and please, another unequivocal NO. More will be hashed around about the 7 dimensions from systems makers, down to daughter multiverses, thickening life energies, why it causes that deja voo sensation, and much more. Very soon, I will be contacting search engines and paying to create and advertise my website that will be called http://www.morianity bible dot com, but it has not yet fallen into your conscious illusion of 4-D space yet, so be a lookin’, and I’ll keep a tellin it like it is. =============================================================================== Tuesday, May 02, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 8 Under A Death Siege from OTAMMSCUM, =============================================================================== Again it is the 2nd day of may, a time each year when my dirt-bag fiends and foes love to turn up the torment and torture of a totally innocent victim, namely ME. It started at a Citgo gas station at about 2 in the afternoon last Thursday. I am under a major military attack, by these filth-balls, CHOPPERS LOUD AND LOW OVER MY HOUSE, FOLLOWING ME, DEATH CHEMTRAILS EVERYWHERE, AND PROPERTY DAMAGE TO MY AUTOMOBILE TO THE TUNE OF ABOUT 300 SMACKIOS. THEY PUT LOUD STRANGE NOISES THROUGH THE PHONE, RADIO, TV, ANYTHING JUST TO MAKE MY LIFE A F—— LIVING NIGHTMARE HELL, WITH NO BEGINNING NOR ENDING. To get my revenge or said better, my justice, I say things on the blog that I know they want hushed up. First, there is a secret society that I have named the TURDBIRD LEVIATHIN BLACK BROTHERHOOD, OR THE T.L.B.B. FOR SHORT. This bunch of lowlife does things that have already been discussed on educational TV as well as things only I know about. There was a man in L.A., Cal., back around the turn of the century who was wealthy and bored to tears. He went driving down streets of the city with the windows to his ‘the,’ 92K Porsche ego-junk-car, swearing at all the people he would run into at lights and stop signs. He had it all, and was bored to deification, and basically angry at the world without provocation. One day, a member of the TLBB contacted the person with a message that he knew a way to bring new thrill into his boring rich dirt-bag life, JOIN US. We, like you, only ORGANIZED, do basically what you do, only we pick a target. We choose some poor schmuck for no other reason than the fact that they can, they have T H E F R E A K I N G P O W E R, and cannot ever be stopped. We make the poor bastards life totally miserable, we have our ways of learning all his likes and dislikes, all his friends, enemies, U name it, we know all about it. They are behind a music group in London, England, called the ‘POLICE’, and the song a quarter century back- yesterday to me, with those famous lyrics,”EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE, EVERY MOVE U MAKE, EVERY SMILE U FAKE, WE’LL BE WATCHING U.” This is real funny to these miserable hurl-buckets. Then they find people like this fella in el-a, and group 10 or so of them together to HELLRULE an area. Right now and since about the mid eighties of last century, this is what has been going on against me, and there’s no stopping them. On the C.S.I. TELEVISION SHOW from about 2 years back, one of their more often used antics, at least on me; was used for the plot on the show, and a special commentary was given in addition, that this is real and happening, and that some secret evil group was behind it, I AM REFERRING TO F L A S H M O B S !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another powerful tool they use is computer hacking, as well as intimations of a persons friends and family with invisible torment. They start to realize that being in your company causes too much shit to happen to them, so boom, they OSTRASIZE U. When I tried to do this blog today, the library staff had to shut down and reboot the entire computer system, it had been completely H A C K E D. They can stage all types of phony road incidents and accidents, and cause a targeted person to believe they are going nuts, after-all, this is what the society around us will tell us when all we try to do is stick up for our rights and get the never ending harassment stopped. THE GODS ARE INSIDE US, TOTALLY BORED TO TEARS WITH ENDLESS EXISTANCE AND AWARENESS, AND ACT OUT ALL OF THIS THROUGH THEIR HUMAN COUNTERPARTS, THE B L A C K B R O T H E R H O O D to whom previously I referred to. A huge secret cat that they definitely want IN THE BAG, is that all things occurring here on earth in this life of so called physicality, is totally at the whim and control of the unconsciousness, not the conscious minds of all of us, but as the 60′s kids said it so well, the UNCONSCIOUS COLLECTIVE, OR EVEN BETTER PUT IN NOMANCLACHURE, C O S M I C M I N D !!!!!!! Another huge secrets is the one most powerful being in our multiverse, the GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, HAS SOME VERY M A G I C A L NUMBERS THAT ONLY SHE OR ‘IT’ UNDERSTANDS, AND 2 of them are 7 and 12. These numbers tell the entire story of everything, and can unlock any mystery and answer any unknown. Of course u must know how to use these #’s. Another huge secret they do not want u to know is the fact that one of the most important sub- atomic particles in the multiverse, the electron, is highly intelligent, and when her random code is broken through 23rd century zero-dimensional technology, [Z.D.T.], THE WORD IMPOSSIBLE REMOVES FROM THE DICTIONARY AUTOMATICALLY. I am not being cute, take a million words and include the word IMPOSSIBLE in those million words, and with a series of electronic gadgets that only I know how to assemble together and properly use, the word impossible disappears from the list, leaving 999,999 words in the group, and this random word is the one hit out on the system every time u tie a random programmer into the system, and put the word back in, in any order u may choose, don’t u wish u could pick lotto numbers like this, I know I sure do, and won’t deny it for a nano-minute. New Jersey casinos are all controlled by the C-I-A, through a very secret dummy company domino pattern, but it all leads to MARY CARTER PAINTS CO. Look at the initials in Mary Carter, like MARTINO/CALLIO, MILLIONTH COUNCIL, AND I COULD GO ON. WANT TO GET MORE EDUCATED ON SOME REALLT POWERFUL CRAP? HERE ARE 2 WEBSITES THAT U NEED TO CHECK OUT BIG TIME: WWW.FIREDOGLAKE.COM , AND WWW.gadfly01.blogspot.com , go here and learn more wild things, meanwhile, if I make it through the day, I will tell much much more, but be ready for life- changing experience, nothing is free. I do not want your money, but I do want the rest of the multiverse to share hell with me, why should I have to go it alone? Bye for now, p.s. calm down Sarah-Stacey, I know your mood by what your waters do off your great city in the human-world, I am always watching u, even in your human form big S. Your favorite line when u and your girlfriend drive over those RR tracks, “I don’t think I can go for any of that”. Remember I can move into dual awareness state in ten seconds flat, and be invisibly in the back seat of your car. Oh, and chief, saw u again with that luscious blond, shame on u, u love your adorable wife so much, or so u told us all before the election. I AM WATCHING ALL OF U LIKE A HAWK, LOOK UP, AND SEE ALL THE BIG BLACK BIRDS, THEY TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =============================================================================== Tuesday, May 09, 2006 =============================================================================== Chapter 9 Donna’s Deal With KRASSLE =============================================================================== Time limits me today, as it is one of those days when it all is going big time wrong. I have been under a death siege NIGHTMARE HELL since April 27 at 2 PM at the Chisilhurst, NJ Citgo gas station. Attacks appear in the illusion, to come & go. In reality, this is not the case. We all move or SHIFT from one reality into another, with almost every chemical change that takes place in the brain that produces the physical space-time personality of u. Not even needing to go from wakefulness to dream state or back, but with each slight mood shift, or change of mind or new thought pattern, we all slowly move off of what is for lack of better words, moving reality center-lines or MRC’s. (Whatever mu mind did at th). This last sentence will be repaired at a later time.
Friday, August 25, 2006
Morianity Bible The Epilogue
Enemies, who R they? They are any situation made up of a pure energy that is unidentifiable by mortal man as yet in 2K6. Anything, anyone, any possible situation, causing U or me, more harm than good, more bad and sad than happy, U get the idea, this is ‘the enemy’ and Christians can use one or a group of several names when referring to this enemy, but I say only, ‘the ENEMY’.My friends in the real estate and travel game, and one in particular, is looking into where I need to go in the world, where I can reduce the evil effects of this enemy, and B able simultaneously to live and exist on my fixed social security income. Until then, still from here, I will direct U to follow the MB after U read the epilogue, by clicking onto the second blog, called [ MORIANITY FOUNDATION ].
A child can C that has been faithfully following MORIANITY, and knows what I go through with these rotten runtslapping subskummites, that for the past 3 weeks, these dirtballs have put my puny pathetic little fatass through a hell that would be unconscionable even for Adolph Hitler, himself, and I mean this. No human without outer influence, by his or her self, even Mr. Hitler, could ever B this totally cruel to another whom wears the same coat of flesh as they do!!!!!
This is obviously Y the stock stinking market has been getting its way, and the Phillies kept from ever getting into the wild-card. When they get close, 1,2, or 3 games back GB so to speak from winning position, the enemy POURS ON THE FRIGGIN ROCKCHUCKING PERSECUTION, AND STOPS THEM DEAD IN THEIR TRACKS EVERY SINGLE BUNTTAPPING TIME. They made yesterday, the 24th of August, a horrific hell, major chopper attacks, over my residence, following me to the Hammonton Wall Mart, U name it, they efed with me. But I am not even starting to tell what they do 2 me on weekends @ my security job post. The aerial persecution is major and constant, and many strange and spurious occurrences are the norm for me. Someone in government circles, another famous ‘promise breaking story I can endlessly tell’, reneged and would not do something promised me earlier, that they would have someone actually sit with me and C 4 themselves, the shitsapookna that I must endure at the hands of these knock puckers. No, just leave me out in the cold to fend 4 myself, and endlessly suffer in a hell that U simply put, could never even fathom for all the pick six lotto numbers in the winning pool.
Last Saturday morning on this job post around one and a half of the clock, give or take a quarter hour, I had a real honest to the gods UFO situation, and this never was witnessed by me before, not like this. Any craft flying in the air, that U don’t know who and what it is, is by definition, an unidentified flying object, but though in the past 22 years or so give or take, I have seen some mildly bizarre crap up in the sky, this happening could have an entire book written about it, and if I lie, I accept full pain and penalty of perjury, an any and all punitation that this material world, and all astral worlds, both transdimensionally and inter-dimensionally, can ever throw at me, on top of all my hell, that exists 4 me, endlessly and forever. Most will not believe a word that I will now speak unto U. If I sat U down and said that I want 2 tell U something, but will never believe me, and U kept insisting that U will believe me, then I would say 2 U, if U do not believe me in a little thing that I say, does it not prove and verify that U will not believe the bigger thing? Then U may say, what little thing am I not believing? I then would respond, “when I tell U that U won’t believe what I say. Think about it, there is magic energy in doubting, just as magical energies exist in this short pun. In any event, out of nowhere, a loud and very low chopper with many bright and numerously colored lights shinning around both in circles, as well as straight downward at the ground, and it hovered and circled around me making several loud and spurious passes directly over me and my car, as I work out of my car, and will, until the boss builds us a guardhouse, which is a plan in work at present. Aniwho, rabies and germs, Morians and Lessians, I feel the need to state again to all of my readers, or maybe just to an empty cyberspace, that what follows next, has, nor won’t soon have, nor B able to yield an Earthly explanation. After ten minutes of fudging with me, it flew off the the north and towards the city of Hammonton. I followed it with the naked eye as long as I thought I would B able 2 do so. After 3 or 4 minutes, it appeared to stop dead in its tracks and just hover over the city area, moving back and forth east and west over slighter distances, and eventually just totally stopping dead, but shinning its lights brighter and brighter, and the colors faded a bit due to distance, but still were visible to the naked eye. I keep a tape recorder at all times, and was logging the event or so I thought I was, on a cassette tape, but it never came out. A brand new store bought tape, recording on a new and recently cleaned with isopropal alcohol and demagnetization cassette, had wrapped up in the capstan mechanism of the tape machine, and I was talking only to myself, not friggin recording anything, later my watched gained 45 minutes over the course of an hour, and an explosion sound was heard when I started my car, but the mechanic on the following Monday, again and as usual, could find no Earthly reason for it, nor a thing mechanically wrong with the auto other than its being old and crying out for a good car-christian burial. R U ready 4 the big one Mister Fred Sanford????? After 20 minutes from when the chopper flew off and stopped bothering and circling me, dead zenith above me, it became, yes BECAME, a pulsar star of the heavens, in fact the bright one that we all C pn clear nights, that if U stare at it, flashes with every color in the rainbow, and is bright and in varying luminous intensity. The star itself, which is an astral city called HYDRAGLACIA, far beyond the province of Olympia on the Astral Plane, literally came to me in the shape and sound of a military helicopter, and then within less than ½ of a human hour, traversed thousands of light years of distance, and returned to being the astral city again. All physical plane stars, are huge cities with great populations in the trillions, on astral realms, and if enough citizens decide to all with a particular piece of interaction of 5-D HS, it can, and now I know this 4 a fact. I also know with the same absolute knowledge and fervor, and total certainty, that an ETTOSIAN force is behind my not getting one person, not 1 lousy person with clout, who sees a huge lawsuit in all of this, after scanning through MB. These enemies of mine all have very deep pockets, and have committed unconscionable acts of violence, property damage, social and human destruction, against me, an totally pathetic whittle innocent victim, as I swear to the gods that I never did anything 2 any one 2 deserve this, B real, if they had something big on me, legitimately, I would have long been sued for libel and slander, and prosecuted criminally. I’ve done nothing, I’m guilty of no more than being a victim of some atrocious low-ego emission cult activity. Art Bell, who now is retired, said on Philadelphia talk radio, the big talker 1210 Amplitude Modulation, on 1.21 megahertz, that there R bored-2-tears people especially in the Los Angelis, Cally area of the USA, that get approached by ‘someone, most likely fortune tenners, and all fortune 10 through 50 are LAMIST CULTERS, and they get shown ways of really playing evil games and hurting people, that have been targeted for their amusement and pleasure, nothing personal, to harass and persecute us. The few of us in the large population, know who indeed we R. Medical conditions that cannot be diagnosed come to U and all those around U deer to U, major constant interference with radio or TV, computer operations, anything electrical and mechanical always seems to go wrong and or act up in some way, people mess with U on the road way more than the average driver is messed with, all products U normally buy in stores get harder to get as flash-mobs buy the stuff that U like up, the list goes literally on and on, but again, we of the harassed, know who we are, and we are not RANDOMIZED JOESHMO SYNDROME CASES. The black cloud over our heads is being put there by the filthy dirty lowlife trash that are referred to in MORIANITY BIBLE by their true cult name of LAMIST. Dark Shadows refers 2 them precisely, but changes the name to LEVIATHINS, it still got the greatest soap show of all time canceled, so who really’s got the power, huh, who love’s ya, Telly????
They threw me off of MYSPACE.COM, if I ain’t mistaken. I was told I do not seem to B there by some acquaintances, and 2-day, upon looking myself, I only get a strange pop-up screen when I put in my code and E-mail info. Gonna write to civil liberties, this will play right into my hands, once I indeed do confirm that I am not legally permitted to tell my true story when others are allowed, and I am expressing religious beliefs and telling of horrific deeds that have been done 2 me, that totally are in violation of law, my civil liberties, and constitutional rights, as a citizen born in the United States of America. I have done nothing wrong, first I am interested only in women well beyond the legal age, multiply it by 3 quite realistically, and I do not support anything subversive, anti-government, violent, or terroristic. Taken out of contest, anybody’s damn words and message can be misconstrued and misunderstood. One example is when I say on a chapter somewhere in July I believe, that if U actually knew what I did for a fact the way that I do, concerning and regarding the Lamists, you would go out and obliterate them, and u would. I have seen mob lynchings, and 2006 is no more civilized than 1806, it is just way more regulated, way less free, and much closer to when mister Lewis and mister Clark made the Louisiana purchase. There is no runt slapping humor here babywuv, I’m dead-ass serious. No one has any legal right to shut me up or shut me down, and I will fucking take this all the way Supreme Court before the 9 Justices, I’m not playing. U will not stop me, as I am doing no wrong, wrong is being constantly done 2 me, and I have every right to try and get it exposed 2 the world.
Lamists R the 1’s that should B thrown the Christ into jail, not innocents, and poor weak frail persons like me, with no resources in the world to fight these dick in the mouths back on their level, in this very Unfair and Unlevel playing field of this land of FAKE JUSTICE, real only for the rich, right Jack McCoy????????? So MB is now over, but my attempts to begin my MORIANITY FOUNDATION, have only just begun, Ms. Carpenter. Luv is for more than her great Sarah-Stacey, your son taught us 200 decades ago, it should B 4 all of us, as in your great city where love flows free, and no one would think of using words like orgy. Your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Krassle, told me many times, there R no marriages in Sahasra Dal Kanwal, we all love all. Yet they turn around and chase me away from my beautiful lovely queen, and then your kid calls the human pharisees a bunch of hypocrites, jeeesh, I guess I am not yet old enough to understand a lot of things, I am only eternity. Well, anyway, click on MORIANITY FOUNDATION, to read my next blog, after going of course to http://www.blogger.com/ and you’ll watch something grow, bigger than a forest of Redwood trees. Someday, all I need will B 1 person with power and clout who has niceness and goodness in their isness of being somewhere, instead of trump-ism, Reaganism, and Lamistism, all 3 very wide astral highways that lead straight to regions in Dogtown , a place U do not want any part of, across the great Teck Bay, from the great city of the great Queen Sarah-Stacey. A final footnote that my guru brought 2 my attention 3 weeks ago, and must B now cleared up. He said that many people may get the idea that I am an internet perv or predator, whatever, just since I am old, and talk so much about ‘teen-queens’. I reminded him, as I now remind both my Morians and my Lessians alike, do the friggin math for the sake of the gods. My teen queens are the women of today, the grandmothers, they were teens when your stupid calendar was treading [the sixties], get your minds out of the sewers of France, I am no perv, and am no more interested in women much under 60, than I am interested in eating loose dog shit. Cut me a break, please, and then go to the MORIANITY FOUNDATION, and this is 25 August of 2K6, so remember, it is just starting. Happy Hacker reading and keep driving on parkways and parking on driveways, and watch out for ettosianism, the original STAR TREK creator, MR. G.R. knew this was real, and got it all in through the back door calling the aliens pertaining to what I am talking about, the Tallosions, happy 40th anniversary Trekkers, Trek on, rock on, and enemies beware, I will get all of U, and legally and properly, but like the Swiffer Mop, I will get you, get you, get u, and that is a promise that you may B forewarned of right now.
By By for now, big KAL.
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