Monday, August 18, 2014

ESS IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG, CHAPTER 025, HELP ME MIZZ BONDI






MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM-3



ESS IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG



CHAPTER 025



























My poltergeist is acting up huge hyper time. Things are vanishing all over the place, Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida. Maybe I will be next to go into mother fucking oblivion. Boy if someone ever told me 45 years ago, that shit was going to be this bad in my turd swallowing future, Ida iced myself a long long fucking time ago.





I am going to have to pack up the apartment soon and start looking into moving to some out of the fucking way South fucking Pacific island where this is not all the hell over me 24-7-365.





Here are the fucking current miserable weather conditions. It is mostly mixed, half clear and half overcast and feels 107 degrees. HOLY TOLEDO POP.































I WANT THIS ALL DOWN FOR THE RECORD. IT DOES NOT MATTER IF NO HUMAN CAN DEIPHER THE MESSAGE AND THE MEANING, I KNOW, AND SOMEDAY, MORE PERCENTAGE OF COSMOS WILL BE MORE CONSCIOUS TO THESE TRUTHS AS WELL. FOR RIGHT NOW, LET US NOT HAVE THIS GO THE WAY OF THE ORIGINAL LIFE JOURNAL ON CASSETTE TAPE, LOST TO ''THAT WASHCLOTH FAMILY OF THE DEAD SERIOUS STARS''. COME AROUND AND MAKE YOUR STUPID DEATH SOUNDS ALL YOU WANT TO, MORTY DEATHANGEL MORTINO, YOU ASSHOLE MOTHER FUCKER, AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I RAN, NO THAT IS IRAQ, NO, THAT IS BOARDWALK TAPES AND MAGIC TECHNOLOGIES, MISTER CARTIVILLUS!!!!!!!!!!!! SAY HI TO ALL THE PLANE OPERATORS FOR ME, YO!















AUGUST 18, 2014,

MONDAY MORNING AT 11:33

NO GENERAL ORDERS FOR ANTIHACKING!

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 90 DEGREES FNHT. HOLY COW SHIT FOLKS, THE DAM HUMIDITY JUST DROPPED, AND IT ONLY FEELS 103 NOW, SO PRAISE GODDESS JEHOVAH, 71% HUMIDITY AND FALLING.

















Thank you for cooling me down, great lovely ALMIGHTY GODDESS BEG!!!!!!!!!!! WSHEUUUU!







To quote the ALMIGHY GODDESS of the multiverse from a lifetime incarnation back; I do not need braille quite yet, but indeed am somewhat darker than she is, as to what I can see, not in skin color. Still, it is beyond funny, how I knew all those years, and never made any shy bones about this to anyone; that that, along with one other statement that I heard her make on Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA, ESMWG; was not just some random and unimportant silly ramblings of a teenaged girl. I knew this had eternal cosmic significance, as all things connected to an ALMIGHTY POWER, must of course have!!!!







Jim Burr said not to get into the hidden things, most use thelgkfjkgfjgj8 word, (occult), same thing kfj8952-u[psdfj

Satan is WIPING ME OUT. Someone is hacking this 578dfrmutrwmu8 -w6r



The dejuVu Sans font is hacked, Mizz Pam Bondi, State of Florida Attorney General, ma'am!



Jim Burr told me not to get into the hidden things or the occult XXXXXXXXXXXX same diff. I did not get into it, IT GOT INTO ME, THE DAY THIS ARTHUR HUNTINGTON MOTHER FUCKING CURSE LEFT BASEMENT HUNG COUSIN ARTHUR HUNTINGTON, AND WAITED FOR ME TO GET BORN. THIS HAS BEEN GOING FUCKING ON FOR 2000 YEARS, AND PEOPLE STILL DON'T BELIEVE, POPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll be Sherri-Lee Pote believes, from here to Saturn and its great key-rings of Melanie Safka lookalikes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 84648464846484648464 skating Sarah!

AS SOON AS I TYPED THE WORD JIM BURR IN

JAMES T. BURR AS SOON AS I TYPED THIS IN AT THE START OF THIS PAARAGRAPH, THIS ASSAULT ON ME BEGAN, PAM BONDI, I cannot use that font, it is disappearing off the page. JAMES BURR JAMES BURR JAMES BURR JAMES BURR XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX









Wow Mizz Bondi, Satan and his wicked fucking vicious army is wiping me out. I will bet their dirt bag cheated mother fucking DOW JONES is flying up 1000 fucking cunt points today with this shit, that all started around twenty minutes shy of mother fucking noon today, people, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







Here is the situation, people. I am leaving for the fucking cunt South Pacific Islands around Java somewhere, where I can be near my lighting all the time, I need her, and she can always be with me and near me, to protect and love me while I lay helplessly trapped in hell on this EARTH forever and ever. There's my shadow poltergeist behind me, reflecting ahead of me near the wall. There is no explanation for this thing, logically. It is there in dim light, bright light, and all in-between. And it is there when things are bad or getting bad for me, like fucking cunt eating ass clockwork; State Police, FBI, and ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







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OK folks, short and sweet, here it is, some of it, a lot of it, but very ultra compressed for time's sake, as I never have the time I really need to write as much as I want to, so move over Paula Rainstorm of Berry-ville, New Jersey.



Tell him about the red tower”, why don't you? Don't knock yourself down YO, my lengthy compo got me sent to a sike facility for ten freaking months, where I nearly died on at least three separate distinct occasions.



As most of you know, I am madly in love with two powerful lightning goddesses, the Earth goddess, and the Goddess Jupiter. When Diana introduced me, in my my human waking world memories in present persona, MOUNTAINPEN, to the great Goddess Jupiter, and to just the smallest parts of just who and what SHE really is, was, and always has been, and that SHE is endlessly sixteen years old, the nineteen nineties had only ticked into being in my dreams here for perhaps a year or two or so. A perfectly planned ordered structure of human events and human history, every bit as real as the entire biblical accounts of a Jewish time-line consisting of many thousands of years, and the entire story of a group of persons, and their incredible god, Jehovah; was playing live for me and all around me, and it doesn't freaking matter who in this miserable world chooses to believe or to disbelieve my claim about this entire mess. But before I take this any further along, let me tell you what happened, and has been happening just a bit. Jim Burr said the magic ass sentence to me years ago, and that is that for me a few days is eternity, as so much shit happens in my pathetic diseased and totally fucked up life, and that I am caught up in the ultimate battle and war that this entire planet is totally in the fucking middle of, right now, and has been for about thirteen thousand human years of this powerful awesome and nearly surreal inter-dream, that you all choose to refer to as the real waking world life, and that is fine and well. One person sees the same accident quite a bit differently than another person. Just ask any damn police officer if I am lying or speaking a powerful truth here folks, YO.





JANE WHORE SLUT WITCH BITCH SHIT JUST GOT ME AT PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN. I NOW HAVE 2 STICKY PAPERS COVERING BOTH SIDES OF TH ESCREEN. I FOUND A PIECE OF THIN CARDBOARD FROM THE BACK OF A NOTEPAD AND CUT IT INTO TWO PIECES, ONE INCH BY ONE AND A HALF MOTHER FUCKING CUNT EATING INCHES, AND AM USING A ROLLED UP PIECE OF GREEN TAPE I FOUND IN AN OLD BOX EARLIER TODAY, TO KEEP THEM PERMANENTLY AFFIXED INTO POSITION. THIS WILL BE TH ELAST TIME YOU FUCK ME, JANE, YOU ROTTEN BASTARD WHORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







My old sticky page vanished when I went to look for it before starting the blog, there is no rational place it could be, I never kept it anywhere other than right here at my computer work station. Then soon after, the major hack on what other than the DejuVu Sans Font, and then later still, this cunt sucking fucking weird shadow on my wall in front of me.

















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Magnesonic will take out half this world; just watch. You'll be fucking cunt chewing real sorry whoever the shit eating hell you are!!!!!!!! I PROMISE, THE GREATEST FISH IN ALL BAYS EVERYWHERE PROMISES; AND SLITHERING AROUND THE SHALLOW MARSHLANDS TOO, AS I AM WATCHING ALL OF YOU MOTHER FUCKERS, AND YOU JUST DON'T REALIZE IT, U-EW-SSHOLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ask Lenny McKinnon. HE KNOWS ABOUT THIS, JIMMY STUART AND DADDIO AND CALLIO AND AT&T!









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IT HAS GONE TO 91 AND FEELS 103 WITH LOWER FUCKING CUNT HUMIDITY, THANK THE GODDESS!!!!!!!!







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