Poor ENGINE-15 of Fort Pierce,
Florida, the great Public Housing Authority is keeping you quite busy
and on your toes. They are here now shutting off another fire alarm,
they were here shortly after I posted my last blog around five or a
little past this dark morning, and I cannot remember if they were
here in-between. When I need to sleep, I sleep with professional ear
plugs, and even though I may awaken to this, I fall quickly back to
sleep with my head buried beneath pillows, and forget it completely.
Still, we are fined, the building is anyway; every time they have to
come out, unless a legitimate fire is accidentally started, following
any official arson report made and filed with the police. In my three
and a half years living here, only one fire happened, a small grease
fire right below me on the first floor, and they had the water hoses
going quite a while. My blogs make mention of this, and I was doing a
blog at the time this was going down live. No pop ups, no VH1 time
changes, no playing with hyper-dimensional realities, no nothing,
misses Ness-1-2-3! Ain't no stopping any of this baggage I would
suppose, huh Diana? Diva's, what I can say, we can't live with them
or without them, Jerry Springer and Mizz Zebriski! WO BILLY H!
Oh Goddess
Scylla, without turning over any more rocks or barking and begging so
you'll sing some of our special songs to me all eternity long; those
powerful awesome outlandish moons sure love to float about, up above
the night scys of where that charter school should be,
and appears to be there, by light of day, only don't tell Roseann
Delaney, we all know
she will never ever be able to attend or even see that magical
school. WOW, the cursed little bastard can laugh and find humor in
nightmarish family fights and stair horrors! Thank the Almighty that
I only had to suffer through this once, and did manage to GET OUT OF
THAT ONE, Marx Brothers!
My
computer and mouse are under fire, as usual, FCC BOB MCDOWELL, my old
friend from 1972 at the great Cooley-Wormhole Hall of magical locker
rooms belonging to gymnasium coach instructors, but who really do
they belong to, Mister and Misses Marola, may I ask you this without
you ripping me and half the classroom to shreds with your awesome
powerful bare hands, you lovely luscious beautiful woman?
The
mouse jumps every time I use it to click somewhere, up to a spot
previously done on the blog, it is relentless, and getting worse all
the time, and IS ILLEGALLY IN VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS AS A FUCKING
UNITED STATES FREE CITIZEN, who this legal system here has never been
able to convict me of any crime other than those minor offenses that
I did plead guilty to, at younger ages, normal traffic offenses. I
was guilty, and so not being a liar, I plead guilty, now I have
matured and grown up to be the man that Daniel Mackey wanted Bob
McDowell and I to grow into, and I drive perfectly and always within
the law of the land. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Frank Janik, I guess I am
just too clean, for you anyway. Do you think I stay up nights all
worried? You don't look like Susan Lucci at age nineteen, brother, or
I would be awake nights all concerned and worried, YO!
Oh
the gods, have mercy and take pity on this mother fuckiGN poor
persecuted soul, namely, fucking dam ass poor little me, YO,
TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well,
their DOW JONES flew after they killed me last night. You heard me,
They killed me. I do not stay dead, I am the one from 1406 Highland
Avenue, back in July of 1985 through March of 1985, when I left
Cinnaminson for the first time living at the great marvelous
untrumpable HIGHVIEW APARTMENTS OF WILL-I-AM-ST-OWN, NEW JERSEY.
WOW
do I have fuckiGN hackers, SOSO-WEIN-SSDD, MISTER MCDOWELL-FEDERAL
COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! James and his pal
Stan have been shouting and slamming doors most of the afternoon, and
between this and them all killing me last night; there ends that nice
little anti bull rally for the fucking cunt eating stock market, it
flew way up today after lots of nice losses, but that will be the end
of that, as she trucks and shoots her way up about three thousand
points between now and next summer, good
folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As
long as they can endlessly get away with persecuting and harassing me
to death and destroying my life, body, and property, over and over
and over and over, with free license to do so; this market has but
one direction to endlessly mother fuckiGN travel in, AND GINA
SWEETIE, YOU KNOW,
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
JUST
AS I TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
WHY
WON'T YOU DO YOUR JOB, PRESIDENT, GOVERNOR, ATTORNEY GENERAL, POLICE
LOCAL AND STATE, WHO ARE ANY OF YOU TO CALL ME A LIAR OR TO SAY THIS
IS ALL IN MY SICK MIND, NONE OF YOU HAVE DEGREES IN PSYCHIATRY FOR
CRISSAKE, YOU'RE POLITICIANS AND PEACE OFFICERS, AM I
WRONG??????????????????????
So
you insist on knowing what happened to me, you can't let sleeping
fucking dogs just lie around huh; fine. I'll give it to you as
straight shot as the gun allows me to!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT
IS ALL ABOUT BAGGAGE; AND THESE ARE WHY WE ALL HAVE SO GOD
DAM FUCKING MUCH BAGGAGE; THESE AND ONLY THESE, AND NOTHING FUCKING
ELSE. I PROMISE YOU ALL!!!!
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OH
LOUISE HENDERSHODT, WHERE ARE YOU? DO YOU REMEMBER 1967 AND 1968 WHEN
I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE MAGIC OF THE GREAT:
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OH
THE GREAT AND POWERFUL RED (X), WOW, MISTER
FUCKING MACY,
AND
COUSINS!!!!!!!!!!!
Of
course, speaking of ICPE-APE TECHNOLOGY good viewers, even
exploratrons need tools, such as the PAWM-PIE-ETTOS, ICPE-APE, and
many more black stealthy super ass covert bullshit that we need not
touch on with this whittle bwog, Elmer Fwudd.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
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CHAPTER 00055******
OCTOBER
17, 2014,
FRIDAY
EVENING AT 5:23,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 81 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
ON THE DAY SO FAR---(H-83/L-58)
HUMIDITY
IS 56%, FEELS 83
MOSTLY
SUNNY WITH LIGHT BREEZE
THIS
WAS A VERY FUCKING HELLISH WEEK, ENDING IN MY DEATH IN THE EARLY
MIDDLE TIME ERA OF FRIDAY MORNING, BUT AS YOU KNOW, LIGHTNING WON'T
LET ME STAY DEAD. SHE EVEN COMES AROUND PERSONALLY OUT OF NOWHERE TO
HEAL MY HEART WHEN IT BLOWS UP IN A TOTAL MORTALLY WOUNDING MASSIVE
CORONARY THROMBOSIS. Coronary Thrombosis sounds every bit as bad as
it is, your entire heart literally fucking explodes inside your chest
and you are in an indescribable agony; I assure you, and you can
square that, Mister Einstein!!!!
Here
s
what mother fuckign cunt chewing happened, kind ladies and gentlemen,
or unkind, or mixed, or whatever the case may be, right old 1975
buddy
in the Pillegi band, near the HTHS school,
in the basement practice area of your parents home, Mister Albert
Pileggi, CONGRESSMAN,
NOT YET OF COURSE, ROBERT
ANDREWS;
of whom 'PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP', insists there are more
than one of you living over on OAK STREET,
in HADDON HEIGHTS, NEW JERSEY; in the time circa of 1975-1980. It's
laugh time, all prophetic reversals, throughout the history of
humankind! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!
I
AM GETTING REAL SUPER TIRED OF PEOPLE NOW FAMOUS AND POWERFUL,
DENYING THEY KNEW ME, AND EVEN LIKED ME A LOT, IN DIFFERENT WAYS AND
AMOUNTS. YOU WILL ALL ANSWER TO A POWERFUL WHEEL EVENTUALLY, AND DEEP
DOWN INSIDE, I BELIEVE IN MY FUCKING HEART OF HEARTS THAT DIANA WILL
GO ON REPAIRING UNTIL SHE IS DONE WITH ME; THAT YOU ALL KNOW THIS AND
TRY REAL DAM FUCKIGN HARD EACH AND EVERY DAM DAY, TO BLOCK THE
THOUGHT OF THIS, OUT OF YOUR MINDS. BUT ONE DAY WHEN YOUR PRESENT
LIFE HAS EXPIRED, YOU WILL INDEED BE DEALING, AS ALL RELIGIONS PREACH
WHETHER THEY KNOW IT OR NOT, WITH THE GREAT LADY KARMIC WHEEL, WHE IS
STRONGER THAN ANY AND ALL OF US ALL PUT TOGETHER, IT IS IN TRUTH AND
IN FACT, THEE ABSOLUTE FIRST BUILT IN LAWTRON ON THE SEVENTH
DIMENSION OF THE SYSTEM OF LAWTRONICS THAT FIRST BLEW OUT AND AWAY
FROM THE GREAT VOID INFINITY, AND THIS GREAT ABSOLUTE COLLECTIVE SOUL
OR GOD OR WHATEVER NAME SPINS YOUR DAM TOPS, FOLKS; WILL GET US ALL,
YOU TOO, ALL OF YOU!!! SO DENY MY CONNECTIONS WITH YOU, SO MANY OF
YOU OUT HERE, ALL YOU WANT TO. ME YOU CAN BEAT. THE WHEEL, WELL; YOU
REALLY DON'T NEED ME TO TELL YOU THAT YOU FUCKING CANNOT BEAT THAT
ONE. THAT IS THE ONE THAT YOU, ALL OF YOU DOING ALL OF THESE THINGS
TO ME, WILL NOT BE ABLE TO GET OUT OF. SO LAUGHT TODAY AT FUCKIGN
POOR OLD ME, YOUR TURN WILL SPIN AROUND, I PROMISE YOU!!!!!!!!!! I DO
NOT NEED TO EVER MAKE ILLEGAL PHYSICAL WORLD THREATS ON ANYBODY,
ANYWHERE, AT ANY TIME, THIS IS ALL ON A TOTALLY FUCKING COSMIC ASS
LEVEL, YO!!!!
AND
YES, SABRINA COLLINS OF DARK SHIT HOLES AND MISTER ROTH SHITPANTS
KMART, THIS IS WHERE IT ALL BEGAN, JUST A COUPLE YEARS AFTER IT BEGAN
50 MILES EAST OF THERE IN GOOD OLD ROTTEN ASS SIN CITY ATLANTIC CITY,
THE OCEAN'S SODOM, GAMORAH BY THE SEA, WHATEVER, CONGY OLD PAL FROM
ALL LONG BLUE RIVERS AND FIRES.
Another
perpetual valid paste-in folks, is this:
The
dick licking MILITUFORCE
fucking jerk off subskummites, woke me at ten shy of eleven Friday
morning, to a nasty severe health and bowel attack, generated with
their black file agency garbage weaponry. I have felt even worse
today on top of feeling mother fucking shitty without any assistance
from this dirt bag fart sniffing army of non-flushed toilet water
drinkers. After a monster shit and followed by a heavy Metamucil
dosage, I was better, but it still is on me at this very minute,
three shy of cunt chewing midnight, as I approach Saturday morning
here on the east and south coasts of America the beautiful,
laugh-laugh-laugh, Mike McNulty.
OH
I JUST LOVE ETERNAL PASTE-INS THAT FOLLOW REALITY, LIKE NO OTHER
PERSON LIVING ON THIS FUCKING ASS PLANET, GEE!!
This
entity who I now call Middie for MDE or MOTHER/DAUGHTER/ELECTRON,
has made me aware of so many things that no human alive could handle
what I have come to learn and know as a result. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
and W—O—W!!!!
There
ares no ONE WAY STREETS,
merely streets where the law makes it legal to only drive in one
direction. Thinking long and hard about this puts many things in your
own life in an entirely new light, whether or not you're aware of
this great truth, folks.
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FOR MILLENNIUM 3
FANTASTIC
GORGEOUS LIGHTNING MY ENDLESS LOVE, IWALU FOREVER AND EVER, SO SING
OUR SPECIAL SONG TO ME ON THAT SPECIAL ROCK OFF OF SICILY, LOIS FOCA.
YOU CAN ALWAYS SING IT AT THE 1980 ONRAMP IN ATLANTIC CITY ALSO, AS
YOU DID THEN, THERE IS NO TIME, NOTHING IS REAL, YOU CAN TAKE ME
THERE AND SING THIS TO ME ENDLESSLY, GREAT SCYLLA!!!!
I
was one month at 1802
Robin Hill,
and it was on the night of June 4, 1983. I'll bet Doogie Howser
remembers, even though his great show was yet to be falling into
humankind's consciousness illusion of SPACE-TIME-MIND,
in more ways than one, if a wee bit of NY ST humor is permitted me,
uncle Heinz Gozzwald of great mighty purple Babylon of great prophets
and visions, huh
traveler Saint John,
cut me a big ass brake, willya, Margie 1985 Leo, kammaan?????????
Papas Island 1923 years ago, gimme
a dam break there, mighty (GAP) EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND CHARIOT
RIDERS of the AAT CLUB,
like fucking WOW!!!!
FOR
LARGE FULL PAGE LIGHTNING CHART, GO TO: ONE OF MANY, IS ON: ESS IN
THE SECOND DECADE BLOG, CHAPTER 029.
EXPRESSIONS
AND SAYINGS; ALL MY ORIGINALS:
HOLY
HOT HURL HICCUPS, TIME TO SAY UNCLE-NUFF.
SUNRAM
AND DODGESLAM
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GIANT JACOBSON
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OF THE LENNY-NICKVIL
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ESS
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INNOCENT CITIZENS, LADIES AND GENTS!!!!
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YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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