Friday, February 1, 2013
MORIANITY-3-CHAPTER-8
MORIANITY-3-CHAPTER-VIII
12:07 AM-EST, FEBRUARY 2,
2013
I do not do chapter TITLE NAMES any more, but if I
did, this blog would indeed be labeled as “MY FINAL 90 DAYS OF MORIANITY.
Wrapped up within these roughly final ninety days, will be exactly what the
great and All Mighty Goddess Scylla, AKA 'SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE', has
instructed that I do, in my final wrap up of all of my blogging and Morianity,
and take hearty, as the small time remaining may seem too short to cut into the
heavy meat of other matters since my editorial derailment of 2008, but believe
me folks, I can fit it all in perfectly well and do a bang up job by simply
leaving out, just as much as will be humanly possible; all of the post
derailment May of 2008 stuff, and pretend I have flood insurance when I don't,
or flood gates for that matter; and move onto where the flow should have led me,
if not for the off time, and the King family upstairs nabes, of my then computer
helper and semi-friend, Mister Edward Lynch. Now if major shit happens in the
present, then I will have to mention things about music and songs and go back in
the other direction for temporary turn offs of the main new road we now will
travel together, you the reader, and me the writer. But as soon as I do these
short little necessary insertions, when and if they do occur, we will shift
gears and switch tracks, and go right back onto the new path again, as if
nothing ever happened, right FEMA FOLKS??????????????????????
Now
two items that are definitely back on the older railroad crossing tracks, are
the stock market, and parallel event, as well as playing systems against the
gaming casino's favorite game, 'lady roulette'. This all being of course, with
no connections to Queens of Blue, Castle and Mariena Kings, but we will never be
left to forget that powerful stuff is all wrapped up in just these topics of
roulette and the stock market, and how parallel event is applied to both of
these entities by the great ''IF'' or Interaction Force, which will always be
the main heading for all of my blogging and all of Morianity. We will also never
forget other pre-tangent drive-offs from maid roads such as Academy or Grant or
27, and many many more; nor will we be omitting stuff that was talked about
often and heavily in the pre OH-M-8 days of blogs I was doing, included now here
but in no way limited to stuff such as 1986 and things shifting on a dime at a
precise morning in a middle of August day, David Roth and the stuff we
experienced that was major, such as so many green orbs in 1986, so many
Milituforce attacks, Carlisle, Pennsylvania, Callio and McGuire, Estelle A.
Bassler of Ormond Beach, Florida and formerly of 30 South Plaza Place in
South Atlantic City, New jersey, my life chart systems, my original pre blog
life recording called my LIFE-JOURNAL on cassette tapes, the Privecode machine,
my communications with Lightning when I moved into Atco and escaped Debbie
Blondie Harry's frie4nd, the Bunny of robin Hill frikkin Apartments of Voorhees,
New Jersey, precisely 30 years ago, yesterday, as now on this garbage stupid
Groundhog Day, we are officially beginning the fourth decade since my days in
Atco started on moving day of 02/01/1983. Now just watch folks, as the more I'll
try and stay on point or go on telling stuff in more detail about reality-chunks
and T-3-E and hyperspace, and totally move away from the newer 'family' stuff
that really began as soon as I got back online after my 70-day off period in
2008; but the more I try doing this, just you FUCKING WATCH THE 'IF' AT WORK,
doing all manner of shit to make me need to break stride and directional
heading, and revert back in sheer necessity, to older stuff again that SSJKK has
ordered me to steer a new course away from, and she told me in HER great city
some time back in human time illusion, that by doing this; the biggest and final
revelations of Morianity, will all be sent to me, like a mountain of manta, as
if I had had this great super wisdom all along, back in 2008, and somehow could
have anticipated the enemy plan with me, and run away, with all of my things in
tact, and made my escape, without losing my credit, and sacrificing my entire
mother fucking life.
WELL GIANT GINA, I BELIEVE I MADE IT QUITE CLEAR
AND IMPOSSIBLE TO NOT GET MY MESSAGE, THAT INDEED, THE 'DOW JONES' WOULD
CROSS OVER 14000, AS IT DID
TODAY, AFTER BEING UNDERNEATH THAT LEVEL SINCE SOME TIME IN 2007. I TOLD YOU AND
ANYONE ELSE WHO WISHES TO LISTEN, THAT IT WILL HIT RECORD HIGHS, AND PASS
BEYOND 15,000 POINTS BY
SPRINGTIME, 25,000 POINTS BY
THE END OF THE YEAR, AND PASS
THE 50,000 POINT MARK, BEFORE THE NEXT TWO YEARS CLOSE OUT, AT THE
END OF TWENTY-FOURTEEN. SO I NOW AM DEMANDING SOME RESPECT, AND I WANT MY
FUCKING PROPS HERE, FOLKS. DO YOU FUCKING BLAME ME? So just watch and see all of
this go down, and I demand my fucking
props!!!
I am going to ask my GAGA CAT what is fueling this
horrible fucking stock market rally, and why my annoying fucking nabes have been
back fucking with me this week again, after a little time off from this shitty
ass disease. I have a few other things to ask as well, and may or may not
discuss it with my Morians, later on.
The TOOTHACHE-MAJOR BUTTON was released after two
days or so of agony, and is gone as quickly as it came on me, again, as it
always happens. Magic, you really do have to love it, huh fucking peeps, YO?
Well, I will be getting some huge answers to things that have plaguing me for a
very long time, about the internet, and computers in general, next week, from my
new guru.
Yes, starting at
fucking twenty minutes before eight, on Friday fucking MOUUUUUUUUUUUUURNING, my
dirt bag across the hall nabes, went in and out all day long, up through the
entire day and into the end of it, near midnight. They did not slam, but they
were extremely fucking annoying; and this morning, they had their music quite
loud, without the sub box on, and it is tolerable when a sub box is not booming. Still, I never went to
see Debbie as I was a bit under the weather today, emotionally, physically,
mentally, psychologically, and you fucking name it, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This may
be what drove the JDIA Stock Markets to make this huge CROSS OVER, with no help
from great kids at age fourteen, synthesized, but still, a voice and a sound is
still a voice and a sound. UH OH, I said we would be steering out of this skid
and stay only on the track where 2008 never went this way, sorry about that,
1986 Maxwell Smart, Chief!
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