I FELL UNDER
HEAVY MILITUFORCE SIEGE,
YESTERDAY, WEDNESDAY. MOSTLY IT WAS MAJOR SKY DEATH SIEGE AND
CHEMTRAILING, THE REAL BAD TYPE OF IT WHERE IT FOLLOWS YOU. I WAS OUT
ON PERSOANL ERRANDS, AND THEY HAD BEEN BAD AND THE SKY WAS FULL OF
COAGULATED JET FUMES THAT HAD DISAPAITED, AND ONCE I LEFT A DOCTOR
APPOINTMENT, IT STARTED UP AND GREW WORSE AGAIN. SOME HEAVY POISON IS
IN THESE, AS MY THROAT HAS NOT BEEN THIS SORE IN A VERY LONG MOTHER
FUCKING TIME. EVERY SIMGLE MOTHER FUCKING DAY FOR ME IS TOTAL MOTHER
FUCKING HELL. IF I WAS AN ANIMAL, I WOULD BE RELEASED FROM THIS
MISERY AND PUT DOWN. BUT THAT IS TOO GOOD FOR HUMAN ME, SO SAYS THE
LAWS. THEY JUST WANT TO TORTURE ME WORSE THAN A CONVICTED FELON ON
DEATH ROW, AND SOMEHOW FEEL THIS IS OK. AND YOU ALL SALUTE A FLAG
LIKE THAT. ALL I CANSAY HERE IS, ''WOW''.
Earlier
on my last short blog, I
was going to discuss the nightmare,
and
then connect it to the EW and many of my EW/Mili-2-Force enemies, but
why bother. Let them get their 500 points on the stock market and to
hell with poor old frail fudged up pathetic little ass-me!!! But then
I shortly thereafter went outside, INTO A WORSE NIGHTMARE WITH A
DIRECT MAJOR ASSAULT ON ME BY THE MOTHER FUCKING MILITUFORCE!!!!!!!
I
had recently bought stuff that I had on a list, and forgot one thing,
sore throat lozenge's. Isn't it beyond fucking funny how life works.
I will be you they got 500 points on their mother fucking evil Dow
Jones markets, YO, putting an already tormented and dying person
through even more pain and cunt chewing fuckiGN agony, Sheriff
Mascara, and AG Bondi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
TOLD YOU GINA-I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
I
KNEW WHEN THE MILITUFORCE WAS POURING THE SKY DEATH SIEGE ON ME TODAY
TODAY; THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL
STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE
GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE
ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE
AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL
THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
NO
MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF THIS
SHIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, PEOPLE, YO!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
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EXPLORATRONS
Now
the blog written before this one seems to have a BLUCRAN situation in
it. While out at the doctor and then later my errands began, I
stopped off at Goodwill. I couldn't help but to notice that the VHS
tape area had the movie I had been discussing, called “TOP GUN”.
Let me refresh your memory with the following paste-in, and if you
want to skip until
the font color changes to blue,
then fine. There is a fantastic late eighties movie that tells the
entire truth about Morianity and the enemies of the
founder-Mountainpen, called MILI-2-FORCE. Tom Cruise the fighter
pilot needs to know what he is going to use as his excuse before
doing something, that let's face it; if it shouldn't really be being
done, then why will he need the excuse? This has been talked about on
my life journal ever since the incident happened in 1988, I am
talking about in real life, as Mister cruise only plays in the movie.
This darn shirt actually literally happened, Mister James Tiberius
Burr of Gloucester Merrysharks. You see, the Milituforce always
operates this way. This was what the movie was based on, or that part
when Cruise was in the cockpit of the Air Force Fighter Jet,
depicting the actual dog-fight that happened back in 1988 or there
around. I think the movie was a few years to a half decade later, I
am not positive. Microsoft has many updates that they do on a
continual basis, some scheduled and some unscheduled. Many of these
crashes and freezes, IMHO; are the WHAT'S
MY EXCUSES
of
the fighter jet incident of 1988.
Now
I happened to grab the VHS movie box over at the Goodwill, to check
for the year of the film, and holy fucking shit, if it was not made
in 1986, and yet the event that I saw broadcast over cable TV in 1988
while I lived in Moorestown, New Jersey, USA; came AFTER the making
of this film, unless someone is a liar, or off
his nut.
To quote Clarence the Angel from Jimmy Stuart's great all time
Christmas classic movie, ''It's A Wonderful Life'';
“T-isn't
me”!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
folks, some may remember and are still with me, but most likely most
either do not or never even archived the old blogs from middle 2008.
I am speaking of how my wonderful magic daughter, pulled off a
Blucran on me, changing the reality of Chatsworth, New Jersey, the
Cranberry capitol of the world, to Hammonton, New Jersey, the
Blueberry capitol of the world.
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CALLIO'S
FLOWERS, AND:
HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 77
Why
do sieges come and go out of nowhere,
and just how
is the BLUCRAN MAGIC pulled off around me
so frequently, and for that matter; just who
or what is behind all of this?
Let
us explore further, with or without my awesome daughter and her
pretty little friend from the islands.
The beginning of this can be compressed and abridged, and then broken
down quite easily, to all of its very basic component parts. Sieges
or anything else for that matter, that appears to come and go out of
nowhere, is just like editing a videotape. You can make people
materialize and dematerialize out of nowhere by a little ametuer
video editing. One day in 1989 while living at my final third stay at
the Robin Hill Apartments, I had Cousin Donald's extremely expensive
Sony Camcorder, and edited lots of lightning shots taken out during
storms at many various places, all together as one event. Later, I
discovered that I had some stuff from various television shows and
had fun after seeing how simple and accidental it was, to make people
appear and disappear in and out of rooms like ghosts, only doing it
on shows that had no such plots at all in them,like old westerns.
This has all been said for one quick reason. I, as a result of seeing
some really cool editing come to life, and altering reality that was
depicted on video from its original creation; now am able to get more
of a birds eye view that in truth, it's not so much that sieges or
any other thing around me since this fuckiGN horrible shit began in
August of 1986, kh4-b^(lioj75ut5jfjd
and I am under a major mother fucking hack attack, and spell checker
has been deactivated, MIZZ
ATTORNEY GENERAL PAM BONDI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank
you Mizz Bondi and FCC Bob McDowell for restoring my SPELLCHECKER
SYSTEM at just shy of four this morning.
My daughter is really killing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And these dirt
bags up in Atlantic City and at that lovely ass radio station think
that “I'm the fucking bad guy”. LIKE
GOD DAM FUCKING WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How
do you begin to ever truly count all of the horses asses and mother
fuckiGN total jerk offs around me that make my life a continuous
miserable hell, 24-7-365.2422???
Donna's
broken promises. Real real all right! Whatever you all say, huh
pre-Congressman back in 1975????????????? Boy oh boy oh boy, don't
let go of the pool-wall, YO. I do not think the man could swim;
Lapplane Joan!!!!!!!!!! Still, that is just me' whittle opinion.
Despite
all this death hell around me, my incredible roulette system is
holding out real nicely. I don't ever dare tell you anything about
it, kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
nightmare that I was going to tell before lots of hacking, can wait
for some other time. Let me get back to that other deal first about
things popping up out of nowhere, and then vanishing right back into
wherever they seemingly had come from. This goes for air assaults and
especially major chemtrailing shit after long periods of a break from
any of it; and much more shit. Let me refresh your memory with this
quick paste-in. Why
do sieges come and go out of nowhere,
and just how
is the BLUCRAN MAGIC pulled off around me
so frequently, and for that matter; just who
or what is behind all of this?
Let
us explore further, with or without my awesome daughter and her
pretty little friend from the islands.
The 'Blucran Magic', as I call it in jest here, is perfectly
explainable if those who are using it on you are a part of the ESS.
Anyone who can jack in and out of this gamogram-simulation certainly
is either in the 'ESS', or simply goes far beyond it. ESS can explain
it all, other than why it is being done, you know, the whole dam 27
feet of all the unanswered questions. Many say 9 yards, and you can
also substitute in 324 inches. The Exploratronic Supermind Society
can control the magic triangle of DREMS, EXPLORATRONS, HYPERSPACE. Go
back and plug this into the PIP just above here, and see how. If you
cannot see or understand, maybe you just need to study Morianity some
more, as I really do spell it all out, no holds bared or punches
pulled. You all know these blogs tell it and don't spare it!!!!!!!
But
I'm telling you it's gonna' be all right, in the morning light, huh
Mister McKinnon, only we both know that this does not stop at Marcy
and Robin, and we both also know, ol' freeen' that if I were to go on
and tell all of the mind blowing shit of 08 and 09, I would be
wearing not only Joe King's great kicks up my ass BRO, but maybe
afterwards, I'd no longer need any trips to wonderful K-MART to shit
my pants. How I will remember making my cuzz nuts as shit that day at
his PLAZA. He made me nuts and wrecked my only car, huh Exploratron
Jerry Texaco of Blucranville? So why not let Leticia Tilley make him
a bit crazy back in the early autumn or late summer in 2009? You have
all the goddess-dam answers, right CUZZ???????????????? So you and
Mickey Walker just go right ahead, and join the JIMMY STONE CLUB. You
just keep fuckiGN firing me all you want to, Mizz Grant. Wow, I
wonder if General Lee's descendants are so mean spirited? McNulty, I
have but one thing to fucking say to you and then one thing to say to
MAGGY, not Maggie MAY Rod. MIZZ G_R_A_N_T????????? Grant me this one,
Phyllis Alexander Blucran; YO; were all of these games that
entertaining for you, that my hell is really worth it? That is really
cruel, like a losing dual. These games are not fair when I am in
their square. And yes, through and by way of Space-Time-Mind (STM), I
knew all of this shit in full blown vivid detail, in NBC colored
peacock splendor too, way back all through the dam fuckiGN eighties.
To that, I don't testify or swear, because I don't have to. All of my
god dam fucking copyrighted music does this for
me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Is
this fun for you Mike McNulty, like a big ass barrel of monkeys and
maybe a box of puppy dogs as well? Big tits Sheila Hair Franklin
didn't think so that day at one of the Central Park exits, as she got
into that cab!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HA-HA-HA-HA,
EVERYONE WHO THINKS PICKING ON MOTHER FUCKING ME IS FUNNY, CAN GO
LICK THE PUKE OF A RAT!!!!!!
Well
DAWN brought it ON. Now let her scream in an endless dream. Lots of
people and not just in here wonderful are known to have that lovely
quality called being
a sell-out.
Well, they say we all have our price. But what price is going to get
you out of this one, oh great monster evil Chucky,
Dawn-Marie???????????
You
just go right on laughing at me. I know a magic
person from Long Beach Island,
who knows the biggest secret of all, Patty Hollister; and
told me. You know, that SHE'LL get me for
this. Well, she got
me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
DAY I HOLD OUT MY ARMS OR ANY HOPE FOR ANYTHING TO EVER GET BETTER
FOR ME UNTIL I CAN BE LAID TO MOTHER FUCKINGREST, WILL BE AN ICY COLD
SUMMER IN MIAMI, FLORIDA. I
PROMISE YOU THAT, (IPYT)
So
folks, what is the answer? First, I died and went to hell, and anyone
who doesn't believe in the total divinity and reality of JESUS CHRIST
and how if you are not saved by his great blood, in this
gamogram-simulation, first is stupid, and second never has been an
advanced gamer in this new age next-gen video computer arcade
game-world. But before you judge anything concerning me,
Morianity-Mountainpen, the whole shmeer and with nothing fucking left
out; you really do need to buy, or just rent, but you need to view
and enjoy two fantastic movies of the past late century, THE
TRUMAN STORY
and
LAWN
MOWER MAN-2.
SAFE JOURNAL,
CHAPTER 0558
SUPPLEMENTAL
ENTRY
STARTING
BLOG:
FOLKS,
I TOLD YOU THAT THE DOW JONES WOULD FLY UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND
UP AND UP, DID I NOT, YO?
I
really enjoy bragging when I am right for one simple reason. I am the
Chosen Cursed HUNTINGTON, and the chosen cursed Huntington never is
recognized no matter if I should jump up in the air and fly around
like Jenny Johnson and even toss a shark through a high rise condo
window. This was all eluded to in my great book from 1994 as I must
slap my own back as no one else fucking will, yes, “THE PERMISSION
BARRIER”.
OH
MY WONDERFUL ARM BREAKER GINA,
I am here to tell you
that
I need to remind peeps that this PARALLEL EVENT THAT HAS DESTROYED MY
ENTIRE LIFE, A CRIME THAT WILL MOTHER FUCKING GO UNPUNISHED FOREVER
IN THIS CRUEL CUNT EATING MONSTER ASS COSMOS; needs for me to remind
the world, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER, AND SO I WILL DO JUST
THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Dow has raced up 600
points now in two weeks, and is higher than it has been since the
middle of 2007 somewhere; and here is what will happen to all of us
little 99ers who die when the pig capitalists get their way, as you
should know and remember quite well, YO, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AS
I SAID, THE DOW JONES WILL BE AT 14000 POINTS BEFORE OCTOBER, 15K
BEFORE 2013 ARRIVES, AND 25000 POINTS BEFORE NEXT MOTHER FUCKING CUNT
EATING SUMMER TIME. SO JUST MARK MY FUCKING TURD CHEWING WORDS, AS WE
LITTLE PEEPS ARE GONNA' ALL BE TOTALLY DEAD MEAT, AND WILL WIND UP NO
MORE THAN COTTONFIELD FUCKING SLAVES OF OUR WOMO OWNERS, YES; YOU TOO
WILL COME TO LEARN ABOUT 'WOMO'
IN YOUR OWN LIVES, AND YES, WHEN IT IS TOO MOTHER FUCKING
LATE!!!!!!!!!!
ENDING
THIS PATHETIC DICK THROBBING BLOG OF TOTAL WO, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Folks,
long after I am dead and gone soon, you will then and only then begin
to realize just how fucking totally magical Morianity was all
along!!!!
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APRIL
23, 2015,
THURSDAY
MORNING AT 5:12,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 72 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 91%. IT IS FEELING LIKE 76.
SMALL
S WINDS ARE AT 3, AND GUSTING TO 4.
THE
BOARD OF HEALTH IS GOING TO HEAR ABOUT ALL OF THESE ENDLESS
INFESTATION OF BUGS IN HERE!
I
NOW TERMINATE THIS TRANSMISSION.
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