MORIANITY-4-I WAS WRONG, BUT STILL AM DOOGIED UP

MORIANITY-4

MORE AIR HARASSMENT STARTING UP , NEAR 3 AM:

3:00 AM-EST ON THURSDAY, 02/21/2012

Beginning at ten minutes shy of three this morning, a loud and spurious MILI-2-FORCE air vehicle is flying low and loud around my building, something not done that often any more, and normally when OTAMM-SCUM observes me in close communion with either LIGHTNING or the MOON, same basic thing in ASTRALITY.

Folks, I did not play systems-roulette yesterday, but the day before, I made another nice profit, and have come close to getting back all the units I have lost. Here comes that vehicle again. No, I AM incorrect, I looked and saw what it was this time after three passes, it is a ground vehicle, some sort of a spray truck, and I AM getting a sore throat, I sure wish I could make a believer out of my daughter, but have given completely up on that pipe dream. I really thought she would listen and believe, since things went similarly the same with her as they did with me, and let's stop the flood pretending, most of us know exactly what is being said here and know that the details of it are not really safely bloggable, some things are really just too big, like TRUMP dirt bag opening his first New Jersey casino called the PLAZA back in 1984, when I saw Lab Technician Mizz Doogie Howser one afternoon, oh the miracles of those hot day watery road illusions and dream schools, huh Gawky?

Older peeps remember well that before all of this, even before my June 4, 1983 attack, there was the strange and quite unexplainable water cravings from the great disco diva, Donna Gaines Summer. This is all not connected up like an ant can whoop an elephant in a fight. Dig me, B-Ball man, Mister Barkley, sir?

Oh yes, just a few units shy now of coming even from my systems crash of a few days back. I was fully confident that I would win it back, and it was my fault twice over now, first for playing on a worst possible hour and time of death siege and major botbar conditions, as well as not stopping at half that amount lost which is a simple indicator that shows up inside this system, and each game is unique unto itself, and this will all be explained eventually. The poison spray truck has left when he saw me looking at him turning down the block on Avenue C heading west and right up towards Eighth freaking ass Avenue. I AM pissed off because the mother frikkin stupid machine is hacking out somewhat, continuous repair programs popping up and then not allowing me to capitalize the 'E' on Eighth Avenue for about three times. So before even more bullshit starts happening just know the powerful dreaming-interactions are really back on a roll these days, and at a later time, I'll tell a lot of really major super cool stuff, right now is not a safe time!