HALLS WALLS,
CHAPTER 51
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Audience |
This
is a dying utterance that I swear by almighty GODDESS that Planet
Earth folks call GOD and other names around the globe; that this is
truth and absolute reality as I perceive it to be. Forces have worked
very hard and tediously without relent since I left Hopkins Lane's
special education school in late January of 1973, to wipe out and
destroy my entire life. This is not made up, delusions of a psychotic
mind, agenda oriented in any way, and so on. It is pure simple truth
as best as I have been able to report it. Now my enemies will kill me
and get away with it, slowly exfixiating me until I eventually die.
The only that was my fault, was when I started my Doogie Howser
ranting and then took off from there like a Mars mission rocket on
fucking steroids. You start to prove that ESS and time manipulation
is real and ongoing, just as Governor Wrestler Man Ventura and others
found out the hard way, and careers end, and so do lives if need be,
via covert 'mibbing' or some reasonable similar facsimile.
I
am not able to make anyone see anything or believe anything, but no
one on this dirt bag planet can tell me that I can accuse some people
of first degree murder and torture, over a sixty year period, when I
know as sure as mother fuckiGN shit eating hell that I am telling the
absolute truth to both GOD and MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
don't mind dying at all, because it is all over and the enemies can
never hurt me again. I don't give a mother fuckiGN rats ass what the
cunt sucking bible says. I know it will be all fucking cunt over,
Uncle Heinz Gozzwald of 175 Peninsula, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
Well
people, it is another hot day, and Fort Pierce, Florida is filled
with those, pretty much year round. We had some relative-cold weather
by Florida standards, so I cannot say the north stole Florida's
winter completely this year. Some of those Canadian systems worked
their way down to the great far southern regions. Don't get so dam
wet and excited now, Apollo-Lucifer Diabolis, and yes, I love your
sister twin Diana, the Goddess of Lightning, so there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
APRIL
13, 2015,
LATE
MONDAY MORNING AT 10:26,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 82 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-82/L-69).
HUMIDITY
IS 69%. IT FEELS LIKE 87 DEGREES.
WIND
IS SE AT 14 WITH GUSTS TO 22.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA
MIKE 1971 MCNULTY, YO!
Quite
a while ago, in where else but good old freaking Atlantic City, New
Jersey, USA; I walked down a street at night, and JUST KNEW
something. There is no mystery to Deja-vu, knowings, and other such
related stuff. We all are repeating many lives because in fifth
dimensional hyperspace, very atomically close universes are off by
about a lifetime and yet all other things are not off at all, or said
better, the only thing making them parallels at all is that you were
born or you began to dream after birth, but whichever, you now are
living a normal life, only guess what? There is a parallel universe
where you already lived it, almost in a total reflection. Now
becoming atomically locked as time goes forward is connected to
decisions, layering in conscious memories, and other heavy duty stuff
not recognized or understood at all here in 2015. When I tell small
things about Exploratronic Supermind and the society of travelers
from mostly distant future points in human 5-D collective
consciousness, this is a TOTAL NO-NO. It s classified as MAJESTIC TOP
SECRET, and it does not get higher on the scale than that. I know
this, as a knowing. I was never told this. I don't have to be. But
the 1987 evental-time-warp still kicks in to cause a dilemma and a
problem in th efull logic of it all. If these rotten scum bag
bastards had allowed me to live a notrmal life, none of these things
would ever have happened. Still, a child knows why I had to live this
exact life, and anyone that just refuses to believe it, needs to
contact the great NYU Professor Michio Kaku. He may not give me a
100% green-light, BUT HE KNOWS WHAT IS BEING SAID HERE, AND IPYT
FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!
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