THERE
IS NO WAY TOM
REALE IN JULY OF 1970 WOULD HAVE BEEN THAT UPSET THAT NIGHT OF THE
FIREWORKS,
IF HE WAS NOT ALL PART OF WHAT HAPPENED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT, AND WAS
NOT ALSO A MEMBER OF THE GREAT AND MOTHER FUCKING ALMIGHTY ALL
POWERFUL EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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few simple points will be addresses, now that we are in the
advanced part of the Exploratronic Supermind Society stuff, lads
and lassies.
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM 3
>>>>ESS
FROM GENESIS TO ADVANCED
CHAPTER
05
SSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOO,
IT IS ON WITH SHOW CALLIO AND OTHERS. FIRST, 1N 1988 DAVID CHARLES
ROTH AND I HAD A TALK AND HE USED TO SAY I SHOOT IN THE DARK AT
TOO MANY INNOCENT TARGETS. FOLKS, IF I HAD A ROOM THE SIZE OF TEN
FOOTBAL STADIUMS AND IT WAS PITCH BLACK, AND ALL MY ENEMIES WERE
IN THERE, EVERY SINGLE ONE, ALONG WITH THREE TIMES AS MANY OTHER
PEOPLE, AND I HAD AN ENDLESSLY FIRING RIFLE; I WOULD BE LYING TO
YOU IF I SAID THAT I WOULD NOT SHOOT AND SHOOT AND SHOOT, UNTIL
EVERY LAST SCREAM, WHIMPER AND SOUNDS WAS TOTALLY EXTINGUISHED.
Every
stinking thing that they have put me through, all totaled up since
I was born or shortly thereafter, lads an d lassies; makes
everything I did as Adolf Hitler, all put together, appear tame,
and if you lean backward in utter shock; that is only because you
do not have a clue what I have been forced to endure for thirty
years.
You
may think that you know it all about me, if you have read every
fucking page I ever wrote, both on this blog and the other
archived blogs; only you are as clueless as Kim Wild's American
Kids, I promise!
That
mother fucking poltergeist did me a big favor making that thing I
used to block the Fonda-Ones-Attacks on this conputer, vanish. Now
I have one permanently affixed while I blog, to both sides of the
lower screen, no more seeing fucking cunt eating eleven and one of
the clock times or page eleven attacks, unless like a total dumb
fucking ass, I forget, as I did while blogging on the previous
chapter, and left them off the screen.
Now
mind is mind, and channels down into lower dimensions through
biological brains or mechanical mind machines. Enough mind can
creat a sentient awareness. Connect a robotic body to the super
computer with the ability to sense its environment, and this two
year old child simulation, will grow in thinking ability as well
as become aware, sentient, and even emotional. It is all a matter
of enough power to create enough mind, and then a good enough
robotic body to create emotion. Simply put, the Mister Data shit
of Star Trek TNG is a load of horse shit. Build an android that
good, and it will indeed develop a human type of consciousness, in
similar ways that a two year old human child, grows up. But
imagine if a super computer begins to exist where all of us merge
into it as one, being able to think separately as well as
collectively, like a PC or tablet or phone today, capable of
remaining private and not connected to anything, as well as
connect up to the entire system. You cannot put that kind of
computer into an android body. There would indeed be sufficient
awareness to make a real GOD of a mind, but no body. With no body,
this mind, far greater than ours, will dream, as in the electric
sheep example from more than a decade ago that most of you have
known and heard of. . So now we would have this great fantastic
BRAIN, all of us and this super computer mind, inside what many
geeky teckies would call a CLOUD. This cloud would have no body,
and it would dream as well as be awake. When dreaming, it would
look for a body, or so one might think. This could be where, in
each advancing parallel universe, and ours as well, begins to have
a SUPERMIND SOCIETY, of exploring minds, only this ESS is really
the ESS-CLOUD. My pernt here today Mister Archibald Bunker Queens
is quite simple. This is another altenative theory for the case of
the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY (ESS).
One
thing I know for sure, regarding myself. I have had recurring
dreams all my life, about SCHOOLS AND INSTITUTES. . The long and
short of it is that I have several things where I do indeed have
recurring and serial type of nocturnal awareness's about. The
thinking machine, brain, computer, cloud, mixture, or whatever
Congressman; is always going to think. When you have a body or
physical shell in one universe, switch consciousness and tune a
cosmic mind radio dial of a sort, over to another station of
reality, or move over in hyperspace to a parallel reality
(universe), then this is going to allow you to operate
differently. However, many feel that no normal human mind, even an
advanced human in the near future, can do all of this. Well, then
you can switch your concepts of the ESS to a MIND CLOUD, from
where a great thinking machine, when tuned to other areas of
hyperspace beyond its physical shell and hardware, then it can
indeed indwell and influence people, animals, machines, weather,
or whatever you might imagine it doing, when it becomes
ESS-OPERATIONAL! Nothing has to be written in stone, kind folks.
All I am saying, is somewhere, this truth is all there, to explain
away why we live here as humans on this planet, why things are
what they are, and why there is so much weird unexplainable
fucking crap as well.
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HAVE HAD SOME BETTER FUCKING WEEKEDS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. MAJOR
DAMAGE TO MY VIDEO EQUIPMENT OCURRED FOR NO GOOD FUCKING REASON AND
MORE REPAIRS ARE NEEDED, AND NEVER IN TH EHISTORY OF MY HELL OF 30
CUNT CHEWING MOTHER FUCKING YEARS HAVE I NOT BEEN ABLE TO WATCH MY
VIDEO OVER THIS KIND OF AN EXTENED ATTACK OF INTERRUPTIONS. THIS IS A
VERY FUCKING POWERFUL DEMONIC SATANIC CUNT EATINBG ATTACK, YET
THROUGH IT ALL, MY DAD'S BOURBON ROULETTE SYSTEM IS KICKING LIVING
HOT SHIT ASS SQUARED, HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!
Property
fucking damage does wonders for the cunt chewing stock market, it
would be up at least 200 on Tuesday, Monday it should be shut for the
Labor Day Holiday-Helliday, YO.
It will be up to record highs this week, I CUNT CHEWING 'FUCKIGN'
PROMISE YOU ALL THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
have a different repair shop now, and no longer deal with that butt
wipe from down south of me. This is all I am free to say, until I
figure out just what and who is fucking up my video life now for
months and months, like nothing before ever, in total cunt chewing
violation of my civil rights, AG Bondi, ma'am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
SEPTEMBER
1, 2014,
MONDAY
MORNING AT 12:23,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 77 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 96%, AND IT FEELS 83 DEGREES.
WAKE
ME UP ON THE FIRST OF NEXT MONTH, EW!!!!
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
Like
Boo.
Where
art thou? DUH!!!!!!
DEAR
DIARY JOURNAL TAPE, THIS IS GOING TO SAY SOME HARD HITTING FUCKING
SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
that wonderful movie came out about a year into my blogging career,
you know; the shark tossing, bed breaking, neurotic
super-girl JENNY JOHNSON.
WOW
Mister
Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's go back to Mickey-Dee and
take another few bites out of all of this incredible fucking
bullshit, shall we sir?
Before
we get into the heart of this REVENGE BLOG which will only be
starting a major conversation most likely with myself, dear
diary-journal; but let me post up my normal paste in jobs and then to
quote Mister Maverick Rockford in the early seventies or middle
somewhere, on his great cool files show, “We can always get back to
this”, and believe me folks, WE WILL, with no help from NASA-CULT,
or curly supergirls, and other movie related things from these
Rockford times or just after a bit, huh Naval Officer Daddy
Spaceplatforms?
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
Except
for literally a single fucking hand-ful, EVERY
SINGLE DAY IS BOTBAR IN 2014!!!!!!!
DDDDDDDid
I SSSSSSSAY SSSSSSSomething untrue or offensive to you,
TTTTTTTommmmmey boy??? I must have, they fucking jerk off hackers
just hit me again with their 'cannot live without' (`~ HACK),
HACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK,
lovely Stacey!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!POOR
FUCKING FOLKS HAVE RIGHTS TOO IN THIS WORLD, but
only those Jack McCoy rights they can defend.
If
we don't fight and shout out to authorities, they will end up taking
every cent from us,
and
leave us at their doorstep, to be THEIR
TOTAL FUCKING SLAVES;
and I refuse to go back to the days of
slavery!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
popped out of some wild NIGHTMARE when I was dreaming it was the
morning of August 15 in 1986. It seems I cannot ever get back to the
universe I left before I hit my bed, at that Cherry Hill home of
magic pharmaceuticals and soon to come MISS LEE TEENAILS!!!!!!!! Oh
Lordess (SAR)
(AH),
what
a lovely world I am stuck in.
It is not the world but a game called GTNOTG. Maybe I am tied up in a
shop on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, Geraldine Supergirl
Shahpals. WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation. WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
COURTESY
OF THE WEATHER BUG!!!
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THANK
YOU!!!!
THE
WEATHER BUG,
In Partnership With
and
shared by this blogger, who may be contacted through:
Local Weather Cameras
Fort Pierce, FL 34950
Well
snakes in planes, shark tornado's and suitcases by so-called
Samsonite Luggage Company with ball bearing wheels and handles
before I wrote to them with that idea as a ten year old boy, SHAME
SHAME SHAME SHAME SHAME SHAME SHAME---SHAME ON YOU, IF YOU CAN'T
DANCE TOO, RIGHT SHIRLEY OVERACTIVE THYROID GLANDS. MY BEST TO
DOCTOR CAREY, THE GREATEST VOICE IN THE WORLD, BUT WE ALL LOST ONE
HELLOF A DOCTOR WITH YOUR DAM HYPERSPACE TRICKS, DOCTOR NINE LANINA
MOOUSZCOFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And they say the next war after this big
one coming eventually, will be fought with sticks and stones.
Computers my boy, that is what they will all be fought with, that
and a little upping by one Dock Sagan, without the approval or
awareness of the great powerful Ninety-Ninth American Congress, or
so it appeared that day in 1981.
GEEEEEEE-WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2014
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN
OH
LOVELY MOON; I AM ALL YOURS GIRL!!!!!!!
LUNA,
my endless love goddess, you are my Diana, and you have my absolute
loyalty, love, and devotion, forever and forever, lovely awesome
girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU
KNOW I WILL TAKE YOU TO A LOVELY
WATERFALL, SINCE YOU LIKE WATERFALLS SO MUCH!
Shades
of my Echelon-Towers Building, or Ventnor dreams, and other ''alien
abduction experiences'' shared around the
planet''???WEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! Oh the gods, my message would be heard
the loudest and remembered the longest, if told through music, right
old pal Mister Plato? I suppose they had to beware the tide that
brought that message. Now stuff is beginning to pop into freaking
place as days go by. TIME TRAVEL IS 100% GOING ON! Oh by gash by
golly, what did you do to me, Misses gorgeous Marola? Yes shortly
after meeting the great one, Sarah Jacobson, at Cooley-Wormhole Hall
in the very early nineteen- seventies; came the parallel universe
experience where I saw the great awesome Christmas Tree Angel in the
lobby of the building, singing the song we all know and love, that
is aired by her still every holiday season. The problem is she was
two years old then. This is why the government knows it is better
for the general population to just go and wash their hands of all of
this stuff and live regular normal lives and let them handle the
situation. Actually, this is not something that this blogger
disagrees with one bit, President Obama, kind sir. Just in case you
wanted to know where I stood, sir. Yes
dear
world, we all have opinions and this makes the world go round, or so
they say, and on top of that, here is
the opinion of the WFMU’s
Beware of the Blog.
OH
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ES,
BY ALL MEANS, WATCH OUT
FOR THAT HORRIBLE MARK WAYNE MOHR. WHAT A THAT
HORRIBLE MARK WAYNE MOHR. WHAT A MONSTER.
At
the risk of being pigeonholed as the
Girl
Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes,
I
bring you Mark from New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on
time
travel,
Armageddon,
roulette
and Donna
Summer
(the
DEVIL!),
which he angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.
WHAAAAAAAAAAA, whatever you say, darlin'. I just live here for a
short time in this rotten world This is not my true reality, honey
cakes!!!!!!!!!!!!! We all are trapped until the body no longer is
operational, even though travelers can move all around
and visit the entire hyperspace. It is what it is,
25-134!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Later
after I love you so passionately at some waterfall park, we can
explore all around your Great Forest, that your parents gave to you,
great Huntress Goddess Diana Arteemis, my sweet and precious 1-2-3
lover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JANE
PAIN WHORE SHIT MONSTER SLAP CRAP, JUST GOT ME WITH HER PAGE ELEVEN
OF ELEVEN CUNT LAPPING ATTACK; SO LET ME COMPENSATE PLEASE, KIND
PEOPLE, YO!!!!!!!!!!
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As
for John Crowley and his tow-truck and how he robbed me, I think
that is a wild James Redfield coincidence that his court situation
with the child endangerment charge he received, was March
29, 1997. This was the day my hyperspace daughter Paula King
Junior was born, or in her case, she insists on her nickname of PEE,
the total opposite of my older who despises when I use the
'postal-nickname', you know as in 'MAINE, ME'. Bob McDowell, the
hack is back, I just took a fucking cock sucking major attack, the
old reliable fucking (WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK ATTACK), STACEY
STAYWITHME LATTISAW!!!!!!!!!! OH CALENDARS BOB OF WORMHOLE COOLEY
HALL, THOSE DAM ASS EXAMINERS IN WASH DOCK 13-600-DC, THEY KNOW THIS
IS ALL TRUE. THEY HAVE THE FUCKING 1986M TAPE, DIRECTLY OFF THE
FUCKING REEL TO REEL MASTER, OF MY TUNE CALLED, ('REAL GOOD GIRL'),
spelled a bit fucked up on the Copyright form, as far as smalls and
caps would go in proper diction, but then; I was always a fucking
rotten speller, YO!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
Ttttttom Rrrrrreale, I hope you're haaaaaapy with yyyyyyyourssself,
fffffffucking mmmmmmme all up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You sick child
molesting pervert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHA!!!!!!!
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Yes
King David, Talk
about wanting to freaking wash your hands!
Holy
mother of fucking goddess, I assure you, my pants are not on fire;
but
I am quite well done and broiled!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK-OK-OK-OK-OK,
LATE GREAT ATLANTIC CITY JOHN KING, I WILL BE MORE SPECIFIC IF YOU
STAY IN YOUR NICE COZY WHITTLE GRAVE, KIND SIR, POLLUTED WATER,
COMMERCIALS, JETTY'S, POLITICIANS, AND STINKY BUCKETS OF FISH, AND
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well,
for reasons eternally unknown to me or Hawking or Einstein, or any
of us; I am supposed to take a hose near the boardwalk, and wash
myself off, even though I will come to my car fully dresses just as
I am right now, JOHN KING, and may not even go to the beach. To this
day, I know both Jesus Christy and John King were trying to tell me
a powerful message with all of this, and without any help from music
and messenger tides!!!!!!!!! Now this very day, if I were to drive
onto the parking lot of the KING DAVID HOTEL, or one of them, owned
by the great and late, Mister KING, and he was still here, and this
was all still here, the first thing he might say to me in keeping
with all constants, those discussed often by me as well as Professor
Einstein so long ago; is, ''Mark, you and 'David Cleansman' are
cousins''. Yes, they all know all about me, it is me that they keep
hanging around in the eternal darkness, in an ocean filled with
sodomites and strange songs from 1986, like WOW huh gorgeous Joanna,
and not so gorgeous Daniel Mackey? It really does feel 100 freaking
degrees, even with my air conditioner set at 75, and two large box
fans blowing air and circulating it around the room. Jeese Louise,
SF. That doesn't freaking stand for Sarah/Frank or other air
conditioners and room throwers of higher realms in 1976 nor does it
in any way stand for Frank's Stereo, as you would need to label that
as FMS or SKBMS, the 'M' for MONSTER, and we all know SK stands for
the Almighty luscious Astral TEEN-QUEEN, by the name of SARAH
KRASSLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!
YES,
MISTER WOW-NDERFUL MACKEY, a
definite freaking W-----O-----W is
most obviously deserved right about here, sir!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEE.
Ever since I added the TECHNO-TALENT
onto my system with my KEYBOARDS
FROM PETAHELL stuff, on
the 28 day of August, LIFE FOREVER ALTERED
ON A DIME, JUST LIKE IT FUCKING DID FOR
ME BACK IN 1986, AND
I AM SUPPOSED TO SEE A PURE SIMPLE COINCIDENCE TO ALL OF THIS, HUH
FOLKS? GIVE ME A COCK KNOCKING STROKE BREAK WITH AN ELECTRIC
SCREW!!!! OK, JOHN KING and RYAN, and Mister Bonjovi, and anyone
else; do you in all honesty not see a totally and absolutely
unmistakable non-coincidental AUGUST
SITUATION here,
despite being separated in freaking time and years, by an incredible
27, and 3 to the power of 3, as in the wild dream in 1984, given to
me by LIGHTNING HERSELF, telling me and I quote her no verbatim, “27
is my number, little boy”. To her, I am her little boy, hay,
whatever floats lightning's lovely boat, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
However you look at it, AUGUST is a major waterloo month for me
aniwho, YO! WHAAAAAAA!
Ladies
and gentlemen, to try and see for yourself how really easy it is to
control your life beyond waking life, in two different forms,
manipulating your doubles in the fifth dimensional hyperspace as
well as focusing attention of your existence at PHASE-2 or the PLANK
REALM (Astral Plane), all throughout Morianity, I have given the
instructions over and over, both on THE FASCITAR 6-10 WAKING FREEZE
AND PAST THE FEAR WILLING; as well as the BROKEN SLEEP SYSTEM to go
back into your dreams, and control them. You are not going to do
anything here in this exact world, but here is the fucking kicker,
BRAH! Those dry towels surrounding the soaking wet one example, that
I've also given several times on these blogs; you only need to
travel locally, and let the towel-seepage-effect or the TOSE as
Morianity calls it as a shortened abbreviation; do the rest. Now if
any non-agents are out here reading these words, remember, the
entire ESS is against your believing any of this, finding the time
to develop any of these talents that anyone of average norms as a
person can do with no problem, and they'll try and stop you in many
ways even if you get to the practicing point. Even I am not yet an
accepted and invited member of the ESS, and I classify myself as the
HEAD MORIAN of this universe's Morianity, so hay, it is on you, it
is on me, as Kirk in 1986 said to Mizz Hicks about the dam ass
whales in the great Star Trek Movie, it's on us, actually he said
it's better, but you get my goddess dam ass drift, I Kernan, or
excuse me peeps, I HOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SHEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!
Oh well, I guess Mizz
Kernan,
they all hope
I'll shut up, along with Shorty 7-7 MacInvondi!!!! Always with the
mirrors, and why Ziggy? Why Jimmy; and why did I build that stupid
player and use it in 1984, didn't I learn my lesson from four years
prior, or did some exploratron get in me and rule me, and make me
build all this shit? After-all, why did all of that fuckiGN shit
just happen to be there, out in the woods of nowhere, many miles
from my Mantua, New Jersey home, that one day I decided to take
Roseann my dog, for a walk there. When T3E of the mighty ESS get
into someone awake and dominate them, they practice and practice on
you. Whoever said, “practice makes perfect”, probably gave the
greatest words of wisdom ever, even kicking the fucking shit out of
old John Lennon and his “LET IT BE” bullshit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They
just do it again and again, good old rote, endless practice, and
then a day comes when John Belinger Junior, has total dream control,
when he wants to; over his double; in an exact world somewhere close
to his, in localized 5th
dimensional hyperspace. Now the other night, when I was guarding
next door to a bank, and that horrible shit all went down. This
first of all was me as a normally recessant dreaming person, and is
why so many dreams feel as if we were watching a movie, an old
quotation not invented by me or Morianity in any way. However, this
gets good, and it gets real fucking rotten simultaneously, good
people. Instantly, I was inside of my doppelganger while he was
being manipulated by still some other exploratron who was much more
advanced than me, as you all know, I in all truth consider myself to
be, NOT THE COWARD OF THE COUNTY MISTER ROGERS, but I do consider
myself to be A TYPE-2-EXPLORATRON, someone aware that all of this is
real and going on all around all of us, yet still a long way off
from being a successfully practicing dream traveler or a
T3E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Folks, lying to others is bad enough.
Lying to yourselves, and believe me, you all do this, and more than
you think that you do, but doing it is way worse, FOR YOU, than
paying money to have someone literally come up to you outside, and
kick your ass a couple times each year, I
PROMISE YOU THIS FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh the gods, I do.
Now
folks, do you remember the
wild exploratronic interaction with
the 42 grand
involving me and my car and an incredible repeat or recurring dream
with NICK, not at night, although these events have sort oh
hyper-atomically fused together all by themselves recently in the
past couple of decades. I asked you if you had a month? I then said,
“Didn't think so”. Well, in this quick advanced lesson, I feel
some of you may be ready for a quick chop shop crash course that
will take you a bit farther down the roads of Comcast and my
wonderful world secret son in law unless I am wrong and I do not
feel that I am, mister Berra, but yes; no month, just a page on this
whittle bwog good kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pweeeeeze weed
on, you too Billy H. and Jammer, and Car Dealer Website Maker
Robbie; not slow-Robbie, he is family, and he is also a story all
his own, as many may have already guessed, OTHER PHONE TAPPER
SALVADOR of 1966!!!!
The
43,000 dollar car repair, Joe and the ten grand bet regarding the
RGG song of 1986, made back in 2010, Tim the wild-dreamer of all
good Vice Presidents, and the magic area at the Harvest that I had
no way of seeing until I saw it, in both worlds, right lovely Hannah
Montana? Oh that dam ass yummy-CUPI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That could
crash the Dow Jones down to 4000 points, and no one will listen or
believe, so you know what, up yours! Now, if we take 12 times 12 and
then take the 144 product and multiply it by the other favorite
number of the great Amighty SSJKK, number seven, we get the number
of 1008. But this number when date-converted, in Nick Cannon's
wonderful fiery birthday of all monster ass recordings, headphones,
and office supply store memories of the great and powerful Foreign
Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA)
as it is known by, and only by a very few, mostly TRUTH PATRIOTS,
called by the dummy sheeple still, Conspiracy Theorists!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So this will not be told over a lot of months and years. Super
sleuthing and the great Mister Holmes, and clues, and all of that;
just has no place right now in my life or in Morianity. I am truly
sorry, Mister Watson and lovely Tiffany and Jennifer. Games such as
GTNOTG and a million detective type of clues from all
the New York super sleuths from that night in BABYLON, can live on,
another time; lovely ISIS!
You
should never have allowed your likeness to be stone carved, MC back
in time. Anyone can see, but they don't because of that wild 'JESUS
AFTER RESSURRECTION NONBELIEF SYNDROME'.
I
know all about this little mess, lovely world. Believe THAT, Blucran
Rottenberry, and Judge Frank Raso of
Hammonton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
Oh
boy, life stinks!!!!
DUH-DUH-DUH-DUH-DUH,
GET IT YET HONDA AND BILLY?
JANE
PAYNE FROM NINETY THREE, WISH YOU WERE SLAIN, OR HUNG FROM A TREE!
DON'T EVER COME BACK OR I'LL BUST YOUR KNEE, DEE DA LEE, DEE DA LEE,
DEE DA LEE DEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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HOW
I DETEST YOUR MISERABLE GUTS!
That's
not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well Dock, oh mighty throat specialist
off of Grant Avenue after making my turn off of 95 and onto Academy
Road, what is my problem? That's not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well
Dock, oh mighty throat specialist off of Grant Avenue after making
my turn off of 95 and onto Academy Road, what is my problem? That's
not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well Dock, oh mighty throat specialist
off of Grant Avenue after making my turn off of 95 and onto Academy
Road, what is my problem? That's not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well
Dock, oh mighty throat specialist off of Grant Avenue after making
my turn off of 95 and onto Academy Road, what is my problem? That's
not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well Dock, oh mighty throat specialist
off of Grant Avenue after making my turn off of 95 and onto Academy
Road, what is my problem? That's not his problem, Misses Mohr. Well
Dock, oh mighty throat specialist off of Grant Avenue after making
my turn off of 95 and onto Academy Road, what is my problem?
My
problem is quite simple. I was attacked in my home, and nearly
killed, and like many survivors of the first world fucking cunt war,
never ever the same, only for some reason, to protect some huge
powerful interest such as the BRIGGBASE and the EW and the USAF and
the gods know what fuckiGN cunt ass else, NO ONE WILL LIFE T A CUNT
CHEWING FINGER TO HELP ME OUT OF A LIFETIME FUCKING CUNT
NIGHTMARE!!!!
My
Counselor,
My
Captain,
My
Christ,
Merry
Christmas, AND-------------------
I
KNOW A LOT OF DECADES HAVE TICKED BY, BUTTTTTTTT GOOD FOLKS AND ALL
GREAT TREE ANGELS WITHOUT TH EAID OF ANY KFP, AND:
AS
I SAID TO MY CAMP COUNSELOR ON NUMEROUS OCCASIONS, BOTH IN THE YEARS
1967 AND 1968; IN MORTHEST, MARYLAND'S CAMP CHESAPEAKE; “THIS IS
RIDICULOUS ridiculous RIDICULOUS ridiCULOUS ridICULOUS and totally
mother fucking mouth washed out with non ZESTFULLY CLEAN SOAP BARS;
RIDICULOUS”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAAAA!
Yes
indeed, THIS IS FLORIDA NOW, you were totally correct and 100
percent on the cunt lapping money, Mister
Howard Solomon, formerly of Levittown, Pennsylvania, and Chief
Recording Enginner of the great Recorded Publications Laboratory, of
State Street and Pierce Avenue, in Camden, New Jersey, back in the
eighties, still, this IS TOTALLY FUCKING RIDICULOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
SWEET
GIANT JACOBSON
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSNAKES
OF ERICA LUCCI IN 1983 ALMIGHTY, what are you doing to me, lovely
Sarah Krassle. Wasn't the crush at your great KRASSLE CASTLE in 1986
enough mother fucking punishment for your poor little frikkin'
“THAT-BOY”?
I guess not. Oh well, on we'll go with your fave game, GTNOTG,
whether the shit I approve of it or not, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,
and W—O—W!!!!!!!!!
I am going to get that pass for my phone, Mister
Mackey-Macy,
gooooolllleeey
Sarge!!!!
WHERE
ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU, oh
lovely
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
Like
Boo.
Where
art thou?
Please
make this all stop, ALL HOT HOSE BUCKET PEOPLE EVERYWHERE, and Mizz
Bondi.
T----A----N----K----S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You
are so
BEYOND
RED HOT,
DIANA ARTEEMIS,
MY ENDLESS 1-2-3 LOVER CODES FROM 1983. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO
MUCH! Baby-girl, I NEED YOU CODES TO SHOW, P. GIRL. I KNOW THAT YOU
LOVE AND NEED ME 2, DZA!!!!
NOTES
TO MYSELF:
Journal
Cassette Tape #25,766 has dalmatian photos.
Prof.
Michio Kaku is from NY City University. (NYU)
Use
#25,771, Journal Tape, when a good DJIA CAP is needed on a current
blog, and also JCT #25801.
JOURNAL
TAPE #25,788, long blog with many good paste in photos
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'MARLETT' MAKES SYMBOLS WHEN TYPING NUMBERS, USE IN BLOGGING,
depending on what blog site is posted up to.
CRISIS
LILA ISISCYLLA AND
PHONY
BOLOGNA BATONY MARONI
BUNT-TAPPING,
RUNT-SLAPPING, ROCK-CHUCKING,
FLOCK-DUCKING,
STOCK TRUCKING,
ESS
THE CESS-MESS
YES
THE FLAME OF THE PESTS
HOLY
SMOTHER, FEEL MY SNARE; MISTER PAVAROTTI.
>>>MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM 3
Try
not to make fun of my old 1994 car, gorgeous Stephanie!
THANK
YOU LOVELY GIRL.
(PHOTOS) Human Brain, courtesy of the National Geographic Society. AHA-AHA-AHA MICHAEL MCNULTY FROM 1971!
Mind
is truly gravity,
at
absolute zero dimension.
Scientists call it many things from dark matter to gray matter, if
you can tolerate a little stair-chase New York humor, folks,
WEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Our dream out and away from void zero
dimension is the resulting big bang of the first lawtron. But why
does all of it work as it does? Simple. There are only so many
possible combinations for anything, even if that number had more
zeros than the universe could allow to be printed after a digit from
one to nine. So whatever is making all of this work to our fixed
present point, it is happening because, now get this folks, of all
of the rest of the possible combinations all happening someplace
else, and you are now one with the one that is remaining or left,
and this is what you call your PRESENT MOMENT. GEE, grasp this truth
and you WILL be in the mother fuckiGN sike ward where DOCK SCHORR
wants to put me, I am quite sure, even at nice days on the
beach!!!!!!!!!!! Doctors think they are so smart. They are the
biggest mother fucking assholes on planet Earth, and I should know,
lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
''THE
FASCITAR, THE JACOBSON, THE DONALD; AND THE WORLD OF THE
ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM'', AND THEN THERE CAME MY INVITE TO JOIN
THE ESS ON THE FINAL 2014 DAY OF WINTER, BIG ASS WOW, JOANNE, FROM
1979. Before I remembered it all, you were my first. Then came the
memories, Barbara, both Barbara's, no electric shocks dock!!!!!!!!!!
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, WOW DOCK, feels real great, put Diana in my brain
and let me go insane, mother fucking assholes!!!!!!!!!
Don't
think that I do not learn a lot of shit every day, positively, and
negatively, just from a few hours of good old fucking television
watching, don't have to even go past me' ol' motha' fuggin' doh,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!
IN
YOUR NIGHTMARE FUCKING CUNT DREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOW
HAVE FUN CLICKING AROUND THE GREAT ALMIGHTY YOUTUBE!!!!
Poison
cake, poison cigarettes,
WOW.
Then the real proof of all of the claims made in MORIANITY lays
in-between 1980 and 1986. Yet this is only a fraction of my major
ass life, kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2006-2014
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Also
at the risk of sounding negative, the only thing one may be truly
sure of is that you cannot be sure of anything. Sorry for all the
negativity here, lovely Twinbay, but if you were me, then and only
then, lovely girl, would you begin to understand all my hell!!!
I
LOVE YOU BEYOND ANY WORDS, DIANA ARTEEMIS!!!!!!!
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DON'T
YOU EVER GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME, BEAUTIFUL LOVELY TALL TEEN BLOND,
LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It
is always all about the money yes, Mister Trudeau, but it is also
controlled, all the money, all of us, and really, now that we all
know better, behind even those great powerful OZ CURTAINS, it is all
about the:
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GOOOLLLEEY
SARGE CARTER, USMC, and Doctor Doogie Howser!
At
least Doctor Carey
was
capable of maintaining an intelligent conversation, back in 1984,
Doog, she didn't tell me my brain is broken and I am better off dead
in the hospital. Ask the mother fuckiGN © Examiners to play
the tapes, I promise no earthquakes will happen unless you make lots
of dupes!!!! So
why can a 100 dollar an hour doctor be less competent than a
fourteen year old female Doogie ESS-T3E; AMA?
Florida
Attorney
General
Pam
Bondi
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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
I
know you are doing your best to watch over me, AG Mizz Bondi, thank
you. Feel free to contact the Wirtz detectives in Camden County in
New Jersey, Ron Senior knows my problem is all real, but his hands
are tied, I am quite sure that you know what I mean.
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