Saturday, December 19, 2015

GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 8






GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 8







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I only go overboard telling secrets, when things are stepped up to DEATH-LEVEL around me, by Mili-2-Force Otammites. They would do the very same thing to me, if our roles were reversible. They know it, and I know they know it, so to nearly quote Lillian Erby. Back in late September of 1965, “Now who's kidding who”?













DECEMBER 19, 2015,

SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 1:29,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 73 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY-------(H-73/L-52). NICE AND COOL!

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 55%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 77.

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In any event, all birds and Twitter users; I am glad I was fucked with, and no longer play that stupid social media game for new-age total fucking morons. Talk about wasting your life and your precious energy, as we all are born with a precise fixed amount of this life-energy, and without Tim Barber's Integ-Mulwatioss machine; that is that; ''kaput'' to quote my old eighth grade social studies teacher, Mister Quay, up at the Haddon Township High School.












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Oh yes wonderful Donna, it will be so totally all right, in the morning lightHOUSE and yes Mister Smart-Words Microsoft, also in the morning light!!!!!!


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Do you wanna' know another big powerful cosmic secret that takes going through a lifetime of hell, AND SURVIVING IT; to be able to get onto; as 99.999999999 percent of peeps would have all gone nuts, or died by now; should they have been me; these incredible otherwise forever lost, and locked up cosmic secrets? I have a witness, Mister Tom Glenn, my 1980 musical arranger, who also arranged my 'LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS' SONG, and played the guitar, and base guitar, on separate tracks, at my apartment, at 1802 Robin Hill, early in 1981; using my RS-1500-US open reel full track mastering machine tape recorder. If he witnesses it some day, by some miracle, oh great Canon-granter-Pope, and Your eminence Holy Sir; talk about walking on water, or in my case, soaring through it at will; enjoying the sound of whipping winds in my dam ears as I go; a feeling not humanly describable, and my story goes endlessly unknown about, by the mass population of this world; and gee, I really wonder why, YOUR-M? LIKE-DUH, oh great and powerful (GAP) Hyundai-2007 Automobile Company people. YO! Yes folks, I wrote a song called, THE MORNING LIGHT, not MORNING LIGHT; and the GAP U.S. Copyright © Office, changed the title, to just MORNING LIGHT. Back in 1966, fourteen years ago from this time, that show aired live on television, Star Trek, in 1966, called, “Where No Man Has Gone Before”, where the fictional character Mister Gary Mitchell, was telling Doctor Walking Freezer Unit Lovelyblond, about the 1996 greatest love sonnet ever written, on the Canopious Planet, also all fictional, but beyond cosmically powerful through the symbolism that I'll now get into here with all of you kind peeps, YO! You see after the top crew made the decision to strand Gary Mitchell on a deserted planet so they could make good an escape, after the great Pink Goddess had turned him into a god, and he was not handling his powers in a very positive way for humanity and was threatening the safety and security of Captain Kirk's starship, the enterprise, they had Gary Mitchel successfully contained in a force-field brig prison that they had on the planet, while they were attempting to effect repairs on the ship that was above them in orbit, after being heavily damaged by PINK GODDESS when they tried unsuccessfully to leave the MWG (Milky-Way-Galaxy). Without boring you all to tears and insanity here, there was another member of the crew who was assisting Engineer Scott, the First Officer Spock, and Captain Kirk, and Engineer Lee, in this project of repair as well as confinement for this ever powerfully growing god they had on their hands, who used to be Gary Mitchell, and a close personal friend of Captain Jim Kirk's, from back in the Starfleet-Academy. This other engineer had my first name, MARK. He and Captain Kirk were talking, and Kirk wanted Lee to construct a 'destruct switch' in case their plans failed, and Mitchell broke loose. There also was a doctor there, and Kirk had asked this man, after Mitchell did indeed escape his brig-prison, if he knew which way he had gone when leaving the building or science lab, or whatever they were all inside of, on this deserted planet, that ''even the ore ships only visited every 20 years''; to quote the captain. Anyway, this doctor, right after Kirk told him not to give Spock a reviving medical pill, after the electrical shock that Mitchel had knocked Kirk and Spock out with; said to Kirk, that Mitchel had gone in such a direction, and his exact words were in his sentence 'There's some MORNING LIGHT'. If you want to order this fantastic 1966 SYFY on VHS or DVD, I am sure NETFLICKS or COMCAST or someone will rent or even sell it to you. I got my copy for seventy cents on a VHS tape collectors edition, at my local GOOD WILL STORE, a couple of years or so ago. Each of these VHS collector item STAR TREK tapes come with two episodes of this beyond fantastic SYFY space show. This was a whole dam decades before HALLS FAWCES from STAR WARS ever was doing much more than being inside the heads of some writer who would go onto express their great ideas a decade later. The second episode on this particular VHS tape, is “MUDD'S WOMEN”. The video-box containing the tape, will say on the back side, for the show that I am discussing and have been for many months or maybe a year or more now, STARDATE: 1312.4 and it is illegal for me to type the exact words below it, so to paraphrase it, it says how they find a 200 year old space ship, called USS Valiant. They go onto call my PINK GODDESS, (a magnetic storm at the edge of the galaxy). It then basically describes in their words, just what I told so far about what happens on this marvelous SYFY show of space-fiction. Gary Mitchel is played by Gary Lockwood. The gorgeous blond doctor who also plays a main role along with him in this show is portrayed by the actress that stared on some other cool TV shows of those days, and I forgot her name, and the tape box does not give that information. Now laugh all you wish to people, the U.S. © Office took my song title of , THE MORNING LIGHT, and Tom Glenn knows this, and so do others out here, and they for reasons unknown to me, altered this title by removing the first of the three words of it, the word “THE”, and leaving only, the exact words spoken in th at STAR TREP TV SHOW, by the doctor, about Gary going off in a certain direction, and how there was some morning light out there. This is all real, and it happened. And folks, it did not just happen nor did it happen, only, as the tents there are incorrect. All of this is HAPPENING, and will go on forever, HAPPENING, because PINK GODDESS, not some random non sentient magnetic storm that hovers outside of our galaxy, is BEHIND THIS ENTIRE DEAL, and as we in the west may know her as LORDESS JEHOVAH-NEECY, and I know her as GODDESS SARAH STACEY KRASSKLE, and the eastern areas may know her other name Elohim in its very ancient translation to ALLAH, and as they say it so well, it is all the very same GOD, pure energy, who to it, without gender in truth, can blink one of her beautiful eyelashes, and multiverses will vanish into dust, or be created from nothing into everything, as this is all just piss, to my beautiful awesome and beyond unfathomable cubed, Almighty SSJKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













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Arthur Huntington, hung himself in a basement of his home, after murdering his wife and mother in law quite brutally with an ax, in their sleep. What a dam ass LOVELY FAMILY I HAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE IF YOU PLEASE!!!!
Now folks, this all took place in a Boston suburb area, known as BRAINTREE, up in wonderful great Massachusetts, where most of the time, temperatures are so nice and cool. I LOVE YOU BOSTON, sorry my Huntington family disgraced and embarrassed your wonderful city. The Roxberry section was where the greatest disco diva who ever lived, was from, Mizz DONNA SUMMER. She always used to say, “If you don't like cats and dogs and kids, there's got to be something wrong with you somewhere”. I think this wonderful girl was 100% on the money correct, YO!






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GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 8


It has rained this afternoon, steady and medium-hard, and the relative humidity is and has been at 100%. I used to think when it rained, the humidity had to be at 100%, but I was educated a few months back, watching the greatest cable channel of them all, THE WEATHER CHANNEL, that this is not necessarily the case, that it may be raining, and the humidity may be quite less than the full 100%. I thought I knew my onions, but I will always trust what I hear said on TWC, so long as it isn't the guys and gals just clowning and having fun. This was told by a meteorologist who was in their weather-lab, and I learned something that day. Thank you, TWC!


To me it feels 95 out there, but that is old hot screwy me. THB (The Weather Bug) application (APP) on my PC (Personal Computer, says that it is 71 degrees now at twenty minutes shy of five, on this late rainy Friday afternoon, with 100% R.H., making it feel like 76. As I said, they say it, and I believe it, I JUST SURE AS TRH ELORD, MISS LORETTA MARY HARTMAN OF 1976, DON'T DAM FEEL IT!!!


KRAZY-KATYS DAIRY QUEEN FUDGE SUNDAE ICE CREAM TREATS, YO, WHAT IS HAPPENING TO PLANET EARTH, GREAT FOLKS OUT HERE? Why am I the only son of a sea-cook, that seems to know and fully be aware of the fact, that no way in hell, can times just change this fast, and become so totally beyond off the wall, cubed-Cuban, and then re-squared? I mean even all the old farts that are my own dam ass age and much older than me, look at me, most of them; and folks, I can tell they are every bit as clueless as Poolroy-95, driving along in his Titan Security puffed up car, and making all of WHNYUSAESMWG, talk about him! Jeepers-Creepers PPK!




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To this I will give you my little personal opinion, to which I too am totally entitled to, Mizz Mashell RPL Daniels of 1980, and that is “BULLSHIT ON ALL OF YOU, CUBED, AND CUBAN, AND THEN RE-SQUARED”!!!!!!!!!!!!!











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Well lads, lassies, and Labrador Retrievers, this sky persecution has become real major mother fucking nasty ass bad It is monstrous, horrendous, and hellish; but take heart; those few who care a tiny morsel about Morianity and Mountainpen, as I fully intend to take advantage of the predictable forgone conclusion of MAJOR PUSSY COMMAND (PC), that will unmistakably and undeniably result, as a parallel-event of all this death siege hell being perpetrated upon me, during the opening up of this mother fucking diseased THANKS TO GIVENS SIEGE, at or not at, the great KING BUILDING of broken Jebez Hawks noses, and Susie Rassel resident managers who met the quintessential mind-controlled robot on one real bad day in the middle late nine-teen-nineties, BRO, me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





















FUCK-THIS-HENRY-FONDA-SHIT, Jane Mailboats, “B-U-T”; in attempting to clear up the mysteries, and virtually endless 'cloos'; of the subject of one particular controlled-somnambulist; as well as others who very well may be out there in a singular way, as well as in the example discussed in the powerful and great DREAM BOOKS, written by the one and only and the father of the NEW AGE, *MISTER* Carlos Castaneda; and attempting to simultaneously remain in the simple English descriptions of the point that I am obviously attempting to convey to the world of MORIANS, it will now read as freaking follows, friends and fiends alike, WHAAAAAAAA Fudd-Folks!!! I will begin with the great reiterated statement that if you were to go back 300 years into times before, with all of your knowledge and technology, and try explaining a thing to the peeps of these times, you would be burned or hung as a witch, or jailed and towered, with no doubles, twins, or Reverend Trask's needed in the equation. Now imagine going forward in time 300 years, and just start trying to see how much advancement and increased knowledge, awareness, and technologies; would be there to freaking greet you. Hold this thought as best as you can, and read on while keeping this in the back of your mother fucking mind, YO.



There are entities that live in this period in time, and own and operate the World Laboratories. This entire story is mostly posted on numerous old blogs, where all of the Morianity Project began around 2006 on the internet, and in 1995 on audio cassette tape; as well as on a now defunct website called, www.morianity-foundation.com/. I fully intend to recreate a monster ass fucking website, that contains my entire nightmare hellish story of total truth, and it will definitely include, all of the music that I have ever written, some will need to be re-recorded and voice sampled, or sung regularly, all the photos and videos will be up here, and new shit will be posted weekly, as this twisted 'WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE' enemy, will NEVER EVER FUCKING STOP PERSECUTING ME; and leaving me with a major ass trail of all kinds of nice evidence; even though it will never be believed, due to the BLUEBOOK SYNDROME. MC or MIND CONTROL, is powerful shit, and is operated and totally regulated via the other MC, the great MILLIONTH-COUNCIL of the ASTRAL PLANE. So YYYYYYYYYYYY do I keep trying to fight this, many are wondering, if this BLUEBOOK-SYNDROME is non-beatable, and there in my fucking face like a solid brick wall? Well, if I quit trying, I may as well start dying, and this silly yet totally fucking honest answer, is all that I have to come back with, for those that may be in the least ass bit interested, dog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did you burn my whole stash, boy Rigsby???





























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