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Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my enemies that are viciously persecuting me HUGE FUCKING TIME ON THIS DAY 7 and 8 OF OCTOBER, OF 2019, WITH MAX-POWER AGAINST ALL PERSONS AND FORCES BEHIND THIS ASSAULT ON ME, BY FULLY WIPING OUT MY HEALTH WITH A MAJOR DEATH BEAM STRIKE, HACKING MY COMCAST ACCOUNT TWICE AT HALF PAST EIGHT LAST NIGHT, AND AGAIN AT 4:09 THIS AFTERNOON, WHOEVER IS HACKING MY PERSONAL FUCKING COMPUTER, AND WHOEVER IS BEHIND THE ENDLESS BEBT COLLECTION PERSECUTION ON ME, AS WELL AS THIS MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT FROM MY TRIAD-ENEMY-NABES, on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD!!!!!!!!











Your old AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.









Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).











Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.

































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My CUM-PUKE-HER just tried to CRASH AGAIN at 1:52 P.M. My dirt balls across the hall, and their ILLEGAL SCUMBAG COUSINS are all here MAKING A LOT OF DAMN-ASS FUCKING CUNT NOISE IN THE HALLWAY AND SLAMMING THEIR DOOR ALL DAY AGAIN TODAY, & BRINGING ME ENDLESS MOTHER FUCKING COCK ROACHES, SIR SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, YO!!!!!!!!! I JUST FUCKING KILLED A BRAND NEW SLEW OF THEM IN MY NICE CLEAN MOTHER FUCKING KITCHEN, RIGHT AT THE TIME THEY WERE STANDING OUT AT MY DOOR MAKING SOME WEIRD SOUND AND INTENTIONALLY FUCKING CUNT ANNOYING ME. IT IS ALWAYS ONE OF THESE NUKE-TRIAD-NABE SCUM NABES FROM DOGTOWN-HELL, IT NEVER EVER STOPS OR LETS UP. The outside sounds are back again too. I found out what it is. It is mother fucking loud noisy road repair right to the left of my window with zillions of fucking loud construction workers and equipment. This is two afternoons now of total DOGTOWN-HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









This is now 3-STRAIGHT NASTY FUCKING SUPER BOTBAR DAYS here for me, SHERIFF KJM, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I called the library research department and they gave me some nice leads for joining some local area UFO organizations. This is what I now will do, and tell the world of my life's nightmare experience with all of this shit talked about for nearly fourteen years now in Mountainpen's BLOGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These diseased mother fucking twat huffing sicko bastards simply have left me NO ARCHIBALD BUNKERQUEENS 'CHERCE'!!!! As I speak-type now, the annoying phone calls are starting up at 2:02 as well; me' kind Sheriff, sir, yo!!!!













Jim Burr told me at the Deptford Mall up in NO JOYSEY back in the great disco year of 1979, “Mark, I think the answer is that there isn't any answer”. I've discussed this before, and now plan to add a few more details. We are obviously all endlessly trapped inside of a very HUGE GAME. This incredible yet very simple knowledge of ABSOLUTE TRUTH, would however throw the established order of humanity into an inconceivable chaos literally overnight should I ever be somehow able to prove this to the satisfaction of acceptable legal-court-evidence. Still, my life not only proves and verifies it all, but it is totally an indisputable truth for anyone with eyes and ears to indeed see and hear.













After just about the WORST SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR OF ALL MY TIME RESIDING IN ROTTEN OVEN HOT FLORIDA FOR NEARLY TEN STRAIGHT YEARS NOW YO, I played a roulette game late last night around eleven or so, shortly before retiring for the night and allowing my spirit true essence to begin exploring the incredibly vast regions of the fifth dimensional hyperspace. I do not play on every BOTBAR DAY, but rather only on SUPER NASTY-ASS BOTBARS such as yesterday. I use the opposite/follow system, as this is not a system of pure exactness but rather involves some judgment at each individual play and bet that is made. If an exact system is used even as before as many may recall, I have learned that THE GASME GAME that I am stuck in here along with all of you as well, will indeed find ways to corrupt it and FUCK IT ALL UP! However, if I use something that requires a personal judgment that is based on an idea of sound mathematical principle, I stand a much better shot at the FAWCES being more disrupted and hence unable to thwart my attempts to break out of this monstrous, and yes lovely wonderful Mizz Erica Kane of AMC, thissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss snake eating demonic HUNTINGTON CURSE that is keeping me endlessly miserable, down, oppressed, poverty stricken, and pathetically pitiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There are numerous ways to make bets after graphing opposite and follow outside roulette outcomes, and the best one that I never used in the Atlantic City casinos and of course should have, is what I term and label, taking advantage of the magnetic forces of RANGES. Once an established range shows up on any of the three parameters of outside roulette number outcomes, then whenever the ranges are at their wall, the bet is simply to keep the opposite/follow score in its range that has held for three times or so before. This way in long running play, a bettor can expect to win three out of four placed bets or twenty units of profit per forty bets placed, minus of course the house-VIG when the green zeros pop up. Last night after the worst possible day happening to me, I could not seem to lose one bet that I placed, while using 'thisssssssssssssss' method here, Mizz lovely All-My-Kids-Erica!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! HAHAHA, Mizz Jane Witchbitch Sleazeweedsdisease Fonda, YOU MISSED ME!

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No matter how I cut it and keep trying to endlessly prove to myself exactly who is behind doing all of these things to me on a physical-plane level on this Earth-Planet, it always comes up the highest probability that it is none other than that monster BIG-BIZZ total criminal crook, Mister DONALD JOHN TRUMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First off, I have seen for myself, using PATTY HOLLISTER'S MAGICAL FASCITAR, that DJT runs and operates on the ASTRAL-PLANE of existence, the mighty frightening horrendous condition-interaction (place on the AP) known as the “BRIGGBASE”! He also is in absolute charge of the Astral-Plane's one third of its 'political machine system', known there as the (MILLIONTH-COUNCIL), and is known by a hand-few special people here on the mortal world of caporial human life, such as masters or near masters of the Variagi order of Eckankar! This one third of the Astral-World Authority or 'AWA', is actually known there as the “Lambrigger-Minority”. The Millionth-Council is literally made up of a total of 999,999 Astral realm 'entities', divided as one third of them and two thirds of them, and human bibles reference this also as the one third of the FALLEN ANGELS. In charge of all of the Astral Political Machine, if forced to be put in human realm terminology here; is the QUEEN GODDESS or the great PINK GODDESS HERSELF, Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle or 'SSJKK'. This adds the number one to the number 999,999, making this the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL. That is the ASTRAL WORLD AUTHORITY (AWA), the great 'MC'! My blogs were not shy from their damn ass inception to tell of all of thisssssssssssssss right from the beginning of them, Mizz LOVELY-LUCCI!!!










Now each single astral-entity is always in a balance when reflected in a totality. So the groupation of these political entities that reside in the great CAPITOL CITY OF THE ENTIRE ASTRAL PLANE, CALLED SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, that are twice as many in numeration, must then individually each have only half the power (energy) of those residing at the BRIGGBASE outside of the great capitol city, the 'Lambrigger Minority'. These entities have twice the power as the entities in the SDKM (Sahasra Dal Kanwal Majority). This allows the perfect balance that always MUST BE MAINTAINED. To produce an easy example through visualization here folks, try this on for size.

So without including PINK GODDESS here:

666,666 entities in the SDKMJ

333,333 entities in the LBGMN

999,999 total of entities in the M.C.

Looking at the numbers, it is third grade level to see how in order to maintain this exact and equal balance, the 3's need to be twice as strong while the 6's need to be half as strong. On the face of it we tend to wonder how things that are seemingly connected with thirds end up balancing in halves and doubles, but that is just the way mathematical things tend to work. A quick way to work it in your head is to see that one third of nine needs to double in order to become two thirds of nine, and concentrically, two thirds of nine needs to be halved in order to become one third of nine.











Now how does this fit into my problems some just hopefully may be wondering and querying in their minds right about fucking now, at least I am legally free to hope and dream and aspire! At any given time, the FAWCES surrounding me on the physical plane of human life, while the 'true-me' is trapped inside a body that is powering a bio-chemical 'BRAIN', and while I appear to be the generational cursed pitiful person who must currently be carrying this awesome family-curse so that the SALVATION-GAME'S chain is not broken; I am living within the rules of the human plane with its natural and physical laws that are created in the LAWTRONICS of the system, that Morianity calls and labels, the SEVENTH-DIMENSION. While here physically, at any time, the odds may favor the good fawces working through human beings around me in a two to one balance, but things can be quite deceiving, especially in mathematics where again, as with the two's verses the three's as shown above, it is not all that difficult to arrange orders of things, as after-all, look how we can take flowers and create amazing and mind bending lovely arrangements, or an even better example is of course with music. Here we have twelve semitones that if randomly put together would sound about as awful as the noises that I have been forced to tolerate all my life. Yet mixed and put together properly and with talent, and we get a vibrational harmony that is only exceeded by heaven itself. So once the 'FAWCES' arrange for all of the peeps that would ever potentially be able to help me in life, to be everywhere else possible than in my close proximity, while simultaneously arrange for all of the peeps that would ever potentially be in positions that would most injure me in life, to be all around my close proximity, that is the ultimate step one that quite fucking cunt obviously they have indeed managed to achieve very damn successfully for sixty-five years now. Then if someone good slips through the cracks, they only have half the needed power to overcome those many bad ones already surrounding me all over the place, such as mean neighbors, rotten coworkers, rotten bosses, rotten landlords, you name it and the MC's GOT IT, or the ASTRAL WORLD AUTHORITY if you prefer that term, (AWA)!













Still, talking on a more human level for a few minutes here kind folks and great AATS, this indeed IS ALL MY FAULT. I should have moved out of FLORIDA a long fucking cunt time ago. Back even before the 2016 elections and even before that in 20145 when dirtbag arch rival BRIGGBASE ENEMY, Mister DJT threw his hat into the ring and decided to run for the office of the United States Presidency, my blogs and you all know this well, talked about how I NEEDED TO RUN AWAY TO MEXICO. All through 2013 and 2014 I said it over and over and over, just pull the fucking archive if you doubt this or refuse to believe it, yo. MEXICO THIS AND MEXICO THAT, MEXICO-MEXICO, MEXICO, it was all I harped on all throughout 2013 and 2104, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!! Even before, but especially after, the monstrous evil demonic TRUMP-SCOTT-BONDI-NARK-SQUAD performed their evil fucking covert HOLLISTER-MAGIC, and cut off my necessary medication that I took since the summer of 1983 to STOP ME FROM CHOKING TO DEATH, I was talking about 'RUNNING AWAY' FROM THIS EVIL EMPIRE-USA, AND DOWN TO TJ-MAY-HE-CO, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! Now let us carefully and open mindedly examine another powerful truth that stares us down and appears to be every bit as ugly and awful as any infected sore tooth ever was on anyone's worst mother fucking day, yo! I sent on a MUSICAL PROJECT, TO THE UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT © OFFICE, BACK IN 1984, WHILE RESIDING AT 506 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS IN VOORHEES, NO JOYSEY, and on this project was that telephone conversation with the magical daughter lab-technician, regarding me choking glandular condition, and my absolute need to take 4Mg of ATIVAN per day or otherwise, I WOULD LITERALLY AGONIZINGLY CHOKE TO FUCKING CUNT DEATH!!! Obviously this was the second time that I was TOTALLY SCREWED by the great illustrious U.S. © Office, as the first time was with the BEEGEE music group RIP OFF IN THE SUMMER TIME OF 1980 WITH MY 'LOST LOVE' SONG ARRANGEMENT, DONE BY MISTER TOM GLENN. Then comes the number two time with the medication, and then THIS TOO USAS USED AGAINST ME BY TRUMP AND HIS HENCHMEN FIXERS AND CRIMINAL HATCHET HIT MEN!!!!!!!! I may not have all the proof I need but I can prove many of my claims, and THAT you may believe and make book on, Sheriff KJM, me' wonderful kind sir, yo yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!


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The number 5 song was sent on the same open reel audio taped bunch of songs that the other three were on, no different at all, #22, #23, and #26. All four songs were on this one open reel tape, but when the fucking miserable BEEGEE'S ripped off the arrangement, this is how they were able to get scott free away with it. Poor people with no power to legally defend themselves get screwed in this life ALWAYS, or do they? Maybe it is only HUNTINGTON CURSED FUCKING PEOPLE WHO DO? Who can ever really know, breath echos and all, huh???? Tell Mister Beetlejuice I said not to take any wooden spirits or Hollister Statues. Maybe my Aunt Barbara and I can go to the park tomorrow too, if she doesn't change her mood overnight for no good reason. WAF. (What A Family) WAF-WAF-WAF!!!!!!!!!!!

Interesting how this rhymes with LAUGH, if I don't have to do any 'FAVORS' in either Pennsylvania or on PENNSYLVANIA WHISTLEBOW AVENUE, HUH WORLD? What a mother fucking turd chewing wild imagination I have, huh Sheriff KENNETH J. MASCARA, KIND SIR??????????????





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These fucking pricks across the hall from me today are pouring it on me with their loud slamming ILLEGAL DOORS AND COUSINS, huh Debbie Moratto???????????









No peeps, nothing I say would be acceptable court evidence in any legal trial in America, and the MILITUFORCE has silenced any and all of my potential eye witnesses to so many crimes perpetrated on and against me for coming up on about four decades now. BIG-ASS-BUTT and but, when countless fucking pieces of some wild gaming jigsaw puzzle pieces continue to endlessly and perfectly fit together, THEN THAT ME' FIENDS AND FRIENDS OUT HERE, IS WAY GOOD ENOUGH FOR OL' MOTHER FUCKING PITIFUL WHITTLE ME, and to quote Mister Esolph and his great marvelous fables, “THAT'S THAT” which is really all the illustrious Mizz Dawn-Marie King meant with her world famous line of “It is what it is”, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes for me to feel totally safe and secure to publicly proclaim, I believe I have way more than any sufficient amount of personal never ending PROOFS to every single one of my so-called WILD DELUSIONAL PARANORMAL CLAIMS OF OTHERWISE MISUNDERSTOOD LUNACY AND INSANITY!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I say that under private conditions or under full oat in any global legal court proceeding, and yes, fully and totally also under the sworn oath of my GODDESS, Pink Goddess SSJKK, or as others might interject here in the name of our wonderful Federal Congressman when he was still just a fine young lad from New Jersey's Haddon Heights, “WHATEVER”!!!!











In no 'REAL WORLD' that is NAUT SOME GAME (GASME-GAME of the COINS/COILS), would those who profess their love for Jesus Christ the 'SON OF GOD', be on the same side OF A TOTAL DEMONIC PRICK MONSTER POWERMONGER, such as President DJT, and ALL OF THE MAJOR UNITED STATES CHRISTIAN RELIGIOUS LEADERS AND ORGANIZATIONS AND TELEVANGELISTS are indeed “TRUMP-ALL-THE-WAY” people! This simply cannot be A REAL WORLD, or at least peeps, the same one that I know for sure that I GREW UP IN BEFORE I DIED AND WENT TO DOGTOWN, CONFIRMED MY WONDERFUL PRESIDENT JAMES EARL CARTER IN A POWERFUL DREAMING VISION EXPERIENCE OR 'WHATEVER', back on that horrendous fifteenth day of August in the year of 1986, or as Jewish Lightning Landlady Mizz Williamstown Doris Plum might call it, the FIF-DEENTH of AUGUST!!!!















Hey as the 'L&O' crew would say it, maybe I don't need an endocrinologist, but rather “THAT'S NAUT MY 1984 PROBLEM. Only my kid knows the real truths about all of this, 'dry uncleared throats and all'. We all know that my story just simply fucking put, MUST BE TRUE. How can anyone explain away this entire mother fucking deal,. Come on, gimme a damn ass bwake willya Margie Leo?

My 1985 doctor M. Miller Bittle, ''My Philadelphia Father'' book.

How many other various city fathers and hockshop books are out there somewhere in the mysterious corridors of time, Doug and Tony?



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Sarah Callio has no magic cat, by any name. Still, I do miss Midge, Ann's wonderful dog. Yeah right, Ann's dog. MY open reel machine left out with the big audio monitors, on Eighth Street, in Pine Hill, New Jersey, in the late summer time or early into autumn, of 2000. Mister Gutherman, are you annoying my daughter, or just having your taxes prepared by expensive experts????????????????????














SOMEDAY, IF IT TAKES ME A MILLION YEARS, BOB PATTERSON; I WILL FIGURE OUT THE ALMIGHTY! NIGHTY NIGHT, LADS AND LASSIES OF HYPERSPACE. AND FOR ALL THE WILD CHORDS OF ICABOD RIPOFF CRANE AND THE MIGHTY COPYRIGHTED BEEGEE MUSIC GROUP, YO,




MAY I WISH MYSELF A LOT OF LUCK ON THAT ONE, NEW KIDS, OLD KIDS, WILD KIDS, AND ALL KIDS, HUH KIM WILDE?










AND FOR ALL THE WILD CHORDS OF ICABOD RIPOFF CRANE AND THE MIGHTY COPYRIGHTED BEEGEE MUSIC GROUP, YO,















There has been a MAJOR FUCKING CUM-PUKE-HER HACK, DISGUISED AS THAT MOTHER FUCKING TOTALLY ANNOYING MICROSOFT 'UPDATES' DOGSHIT. THIS HAS FUCKED UP AND TIED UP MY MACHINE FOR OVER AN HOUR NOW, FOLKS, AND HAS FUCKED UP the BIO-STATS ON MY PERSONAL INFO PAGES THAT I KNOW I PUT UP THERE AND NOW IS GONE LIKE THE FUCKING MAGICAL HOLLISTER HALLOWEEN BEACH ALCHEMIST OF ATLANTIC MOTHER FUCKING TURD CHEWING CITY, IN NO JOYSEY!!!!!!!!!!



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JEEEEZE-LOUISE-FONTY!!!! Some things are just dots and dashes, yessir. Other things such as this in 1988; well, you would have to prove to me that this is all just endless bunches of random ass chance coinkeedinks, Sheriff KJM, me' wonderful awesome kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!! HALLS MILITUFORCES know of course that me' only two witnesses to that little “other Egg Harbor, New Jersey school” stuff, weelwee weelwee 'weelwee' did happen, you know, Diana's wonderful grand-pappy! Oh boy wow and 'WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE' to all of this; huh wonderful shoe-knocker-outer Sir CHESTER-FRANK OF NO-JOYSEY???







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impersonating queens and kings.

But now she lies forever strapped

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Ralph and Sandy cry the blues

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Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my enemies that are viciously persecuting me HUGE FUCKING TIME ON THIS DAY 7 OF OCTOBER, OF 2019, WITH MAX-POWER AGAINST ALL PERSONS AND FORCES BEHIND THIS ASSAULT ON ME, BY FULLY WIPING OUT MY HEALTH WITH A MAJOR DEATH BEAM STRIKE, HACKING MY COMCAST ACCOUNT TWICE AT HALF PAST EIGHT LAST NIGHT, AND AGAIN AT 4:09 THIS AFTERNOON, WHOEVER IS HACKING MY PERSONAL FUCKING COMPUTER, AND WHOEVER IS BEHIND THE ENDLESS BEBT COLLECTION PERSECUTION ON ME, AS WELL AS THIS MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT FROM MY TRIAD-ENEMY-NABES AND FROM OUTSIDE WHEREVER IT IS COMING FROM TODAY, on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











Your old AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.









Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).











Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.
































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I have not taken the LIGHTBULB HACK in numerous years, and that just popped on a few seconds ago, and it is now precisely 4:35 on this major fucking SUPER BOTBAR DISAFSTERNOON, SHERIFF MASCARA, AND THIS IS A MAJOR MOTHER FUCKING:










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THE MOTHER FUCKING ENEMY MILITUFORCE JUST STRUCK ME WITH ANOTHER MAJOR SUPER HEALTH ASSAULT ON MY BODY, BEFORE I BEGAN THIS CUNT LAPPING BLOG, FORCING ME TO GO AND SHIT IN A HURRY, FORTUNATELY JUST FUCKING MAKING IT TO THE COCK SUCKING JOHN, AND AVOIDING THE CLEANING UP OF ANOTHER NASTY-ASS HORRENDOUS MESS ALL OVER THE PLACE; SHERIFF MASCARA, ACLU, FBI, STATE AND LOCAL PEEDEE, AND ANY OTHER POSSIBLE CARING PLACE OR AGENCY, OR PERSON OUT HERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!




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MY COMCAST CABLE SERVICE WAS FROZEN UP AGAIN. THE ASSAULT AND PERSECUTION HAPPENED AT 4:09, AS THE HEALTH ATTACK WAS ALSO BEGINNING ITS SIEGE ON ME SIMULTANEOUSLY, YO BRO. SHORTLY BEFORE THAT AROUND TWENTY OR SO MINUTES PAST THREE, I HAD ANOTHER HARASSING DEBT COLLECTION PHONE CALL FROM THE CRIMINAL CROOKED EXTORTION KINGS KNOWN AS 'PORTFOLIO RECOVERY'!







I was awakened to major loud outside noise unless it came from an apartment somewhere in the building, sounding like loud metal clanging and crashing into other metal. I was unable as is the case so many times, to visually find out where the source of this fucking annoyance was stemming from, and I tried as I always do, believe me folks, yo BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! This was around shortly past two P.M.













Here is the mother fucking WEATHER REPORT FROM 'TWC' as of 3:53 on this MAJOR MONDAY SUPER BOTBAR TOTAL FUCKING DISAFSTERNOON, YO YO YO YO!!!!










TEMPERATURE: 84 DG-FHT

HEAT INDEX: 92 DG-FHT

SKY CONDITIONS IN TOWN: PTLY CLDY

AIR QUALITY: GOOD

SUNRISE IN FORT PIERCE: 7:17 ANTE' MEDN

HUMIDITY: 72%

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OBVIOUSLY THAT MOTHER FUCKING DIRT BAG WALL STREET STOCK MARKET IS STILL EXTREMLY VOLATILE. THIS IS WHY THE MILITUFORCE USES THIS MONSTROUS COCK SUCKING TOOL AND WEAPON OF UTTER COVERT DIVESTATION AND DESTRUCTION AGAINST ME, CALLED, PARALLEL EVENT ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY. Ever since Mister jerk off fucking Trump found out that I used it at his casino that day in good old mother fucking jerked off Atlantic City, No Joysey, in the summer time of 1986, my days of Madonna's true blue heaven ENDED FOREVER, and he and his criminal fixers and henchmen BEGAN USING THIS TOOL AND WEAPON AGAINST A LEGALLY BORN UNITED STATES MOTHER FUCKING CITIZEN, KIND SHERIFF KENNETH J. MASCARA SIR, AND LOVELY COED 1997 PRIZE PATROL WINNING, MIZZ K.J. MCALLISTER, NOT CROWLEY, AS IN JOHN J SPROUL THE CHILLMO OR WHATEVER HE DID BACK IN CUNT CHEWING TIME SOMEWHERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO. I AM DYING SHERIFF, AND MY BLOOD SIR, IS ON YOUR HANDS HERE IN YOUR CVOUNTY, FROM THESE SICKO DISEASED MONSTERS, ME' BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






















The ADA Mister Ron Wirtz Senior over at the Camden County Prosecutor's Office in Camden City, New Jersey, USAESMWG, told me that it was absolutely “BIG BUSINESS” that is doing these things to me. I believe him as he also told me that “THEY” have “BUDDIES” in the “military” services who indeed carry out the air strikes on me, as well as “BUDDIES” in the civil government system who pass legislation's that endlessly do all that they can covertly and invisibly to injure me and every part of my life to the maximum possible degree that they can get away with pulling it all off with minimal risk of the forbidden EXPOSURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I carefully examine and measure how these things all of this time without fail, seem to endlessly have an absolutely planned objective, goal, and purpose, throughout all of this unfathomable persecution being done to me since I left the COOLEY HIGH HELL HALL OF HADDONFIELD, NJUSAESMWG; one cannot escape observing the reality that just AS BIG BUSINESS WORKS AND OPERATES in exact perfect planned and very systematized ways, THIS TOO IS A PERFECT REFLECTED MITRROR IMAGE OF 'THEM', you know, the peeps behind the great illustrious OZ-CURTAINS OF “BIG-BIZZ”!!!!!!!!!! It really does most definitely endlessly dispel any wonderment or query that maybe, this great man at the Prosecutor's Office was wrong about any of this. It seems to be 100% on the mother fucking $$$$$$$$$$, Sheriff Ken Mascara, me' kind wonderful sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
















One really mother fucking major thing that proves to me should nothing else be there to prove it to me, that indeed, Mister WIRTZ WAS TOTALLY CORRECT regarding the “BIG BUSINESS” enemies of WALL STREET, AND THE ICPE-APE-TRUMPED-TECH, is that business does not operate the way NON-BIZZ stuff does. For example, they only go with what IS, and equating this to energy, I am speaking of kinetic verses 'potential' energy. I can fucking threaten a million times to do something that will in some way big or small, HURT THEM, to warn them to fucking back off, and unless I actually do it and then it DOES REALLY HURT THEM, it is words falling on deafer ears than Helen Keller's. If I 'just say' on my blog, that I will do something that will have 1000 units of negative effect on the MILITUFORCE and their ops, it is literally a trillion times less of potential power for me, than to 'actually DO ONE THING THAT DOES' have negative effects on them, even if that effect measures only 5 units. This is a powerful thing to come to realize and know in this MAJOR FIGHT WITH THESE MILITUFAWCES all these mother fucking cunt huffing decades of time, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!













SOOOOOOOOOO Mister Crane sir, if nothing else exists in all of this Morianity, it is perdy dern fucking swell and swift to come to know and realize that I HAVE THROUGH PURE LOGIC ALONE, PROVEN THAT WALL STREET AND BIG BUSINESS, AS THE ADA PROSECUTOR IN FACT TOLD ME IN THE NINETEEN-NINETIES, SHERIFF SIR, AND FBI DUDES, IS THE ENEMY CULPRIT WHO IS DESTROYING MY LIFE AND WHO WIPED OUT THE LIFE OF AN INNOCENT POOR PITIFUL LITTLE DEFENSELESS SPECIAL ED KID!!!!!!!!! Must make them feel like real big heroes, yo!

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A fire alarm is now going off in this hellhole place, Sheriff sir, at 6:18 this evening, yo. Ain't life fucking totally grand; David Charles Roth, yo bro?????????????????????? Yes, those lying fucking twisted bastards from the HOUSING AUTHORITY totally screwed me, and never fixed my window, or my venetian blinds. I AM DEFINITELY MOVING THE SHIT EATING HELL OUT OF HERE, AND OUT OF THIS ROTTEN SHITTY FUCKING FLORIDA TOO, YO! SO A GREAT BIG-ASS WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!













Yessir, the MILITUFORCE LEAVES ABSOLUTELY NO STONE UNTURNED ON REALLY BAD NASTY-ASS FUCKING CUNT LAPPING SUPER SUPER SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR DAYS, OR DAYS THAT ARE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL, ALREADY RATED, FOR BACK IN THE DAYS WHEN I USED TO KEEP MY 'LIFE CHARTS', YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I am correct, and I usually fucking am, Sheriff KJM kind sir, they're STILL NOT FUCKING DONE WITH ME YET, ME' WONDERFUL SIR AND BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But is is only a matter of time before my MAGNESONIC will indeed exact revenge for its creator, me, and I will continue to monitor the news broadcasts daily, yo! So another mother fucking big-ass WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE is in order, right folks??????? Ladder 15 is here now, yo!

They cannot seem to shut off the thing.

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LET'S SEE IF IT STAYS OFF THIS TIME!

IT IS 6:30, NO IT IS ON AGAIN, WOW O.W.

I TOLD YOU THEY ARE GONNA' KILL ME!























''MELLLLLY MELLLLLY CLISMAS''; Ex-FCC Director-Chairman, Bob McDowell; old buddy, from 1972, at the great wonderful awesome Cooley Wormhole Hall of Haddonfield!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

LIFE IS VELY VELY VELY INTELESTING, HUH OLD

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Hey peeps, the world sucks for just about all of us, but that's no goddamn reason to go all crybaby over it, Mister L&O Mickey murderer Scott, YO, YO YO YO!!!!



















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Well, I did drown in 1995, in South Atlantic City. Remember, I am the one in 1984 from Highland Avenue.











































































AND LASER RETRACE AND DISTANCE DELAY LUNSAT FIELD TECHNOLOGY ALL ASIDE, FOLKS; I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT, AND NEITHER DOES THE GREAT DAWN-MARIE KING, OR THE MYSTERIOUS AUTO MECHANIC, WITH THE LOGO'S ALL OVER HIS DAM WEIRD JERSEY, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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CURRENT TEMPERATURE 68 DEGREES FNHT.



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RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 100%, WIND CHILL IS 67.



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Well between that monster punch that Keisha pounded my right arm with, fracturing the bone, back in 1999, and Steve getting his Halloween pelt and pummel from lovely Patty-Paula, like super ouch; YO; WOW, you and me are two near time amputee patients, huh old neo-ho-rengay key oh, chanter guy?





















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So who is Sarah Krassle? She is the absolute GOD OF YOUR WORLD, and mine; ladies and gentlemen. Lenny McKinnon said it, and I do not believe he said it live on that CB-RADIO as handle ops man 601, but had it recorded from 1980, the only year that I ever interacted with him, and this I'll quote, “There ain't no doubt about it”. He supposedly was talking to his co-radio friend, Miss Chillie. Yes, you got it people; the great and powerful non-OZ Copyright Office has all of this evidence tucked away in my music project files, UP THERE in good old wonderful WASHINGTON in the great and powerful DISTRUCT OF COLUMBIA. Oh Poolroy, go home already.



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My life ain't one bit fucking funny, dude, and that's just realty son!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






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Hay, I didn't fuckiGN say you have to go all crybaby over it either, YO!!!!






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Patty and the gang just illegally froze up my mother fuckiGN computer, WOW, it is 2008 all over again, and going on 080808 too. A really big fucking WOW, and a big fucking JEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE, if you please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













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3-6-9, Frank Callio, Astral Realms, and Nicola Tesla. WOW, there was an old OUTER LIMITS syfy show about a fictional radio station called KXKVI.

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In 1975, when Jim Burr rescued me from that horrible Halloween party, and those Satan worshiping nabes, ''the Kaufman's'' next door, who I called them by; since they always did that Walt Disney trick, to let you know they were there, by always coughing intentionally, when they came anywhere close to where you would be, whether going out or coming in. It is a psychological condition if you carefully analyze and study with real scrutiny, the entire great book of mental illness, the “DSM-5”. While Jim and I drove around Lindenwold, and watched the ghost and goblin kids all dressed up out pirating for some nice candy; my mom was working at her shipping company in Philadelphia, with coworker Patricia Hurricane Hollister. Maybe Eddie Himacane Lynch was a time traveler all along and no one bothered to recover his repressed memories of it. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA, Mister McNulty. Yes sir, while Jim and I were escaping Halloween parties that were quite hellish, he had just left Gloucester, where Patty and Merry and all other wonderful patched pirates, and Jokester's, were hanging around, and securing their bags of sweets and candies. Well, and why not. We all are a bunch of hanging in there Huntington's. I'll never ever mother fucking forget the day of th e2007 summer town forest fire, up in Berryville-Hammonton, an dhow WAYV said to us, “Hang in there Hammonton”. Yeah, and I'll bet you were thinking of one resident in particular, who was being a hanging in there Huntington, ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEIT.














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!!!!











Gorgeous inmate Alice Ciminelli said it all; on the greatest mother fucking dick licking law show, to ever grace the lands of television; Dick Wooooooolf's Law& Order. She said, referring to the prison guards (Correction Officers or CO's for short), “They have all the power”! Folks, fuck the dam CO's. The people in this classification and category, can be thought of as the quintessential anti-bums. But it ain't the dam correction officer people who have all the power; only all the power in the prison system. The billionaire's have it all, and that lovely teen girl protester, who spoke to President Nixon, suddenly seemed to gain that revelation. Watch the great movie; another great Ollie Stone production, called, “NIXON”. This sudden coming upon her, while speaking to the true most powerful person on Planet Earth, or how true might be a bit relative, but still; this knowing something suddenly is a very serious and quite mysterious matter. It is called, MORIANITY. It finds us, we don't create or find Morianity. Cosmos decides literally to single out pieces of itself, to make revelations clear to them that would otherwise remain absolutely mysterious and ever-unknown!!!!
































THIS IS A RE-POSTED COPY ON MY OPEN OFFICE WORD PROCESSING PROGRAM FILE

WHY SHOULDN'T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”???











Y SHOUDN’T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”


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I liked it a lot more when my computer was a lot simpler, but genius Ed Himacane made some major changes when he was last over, and programs run and stuff happens, and it is a pain in the rear end 4 me, the freaking sweeper keeps signaling me and stopping the word program every minute, and also the WOMO gave me a bowel hit a little while back around 9 or just past. Now this pain in my ass computer crap is not stopping, I have tried shutting down, restarting, nothing stops it, some fucking worm is in this, the sweeper will not stop popping on and yet all of this has been swept. Well, guess Eddie will B coming back over. Someday I will prove I am being messed with somehow and take this straight 2 the ACLU and the FBI, cannot blog further until I get 2 the fucking bottom of this spy sweeper problem. All I can do is keep fucking with this thing, let it re-sweep and multitask, the gods; all I wanna' do is blog Ed, what have U done 2 me with all this complex shit? I am not looking 2 run a 20 tera byte system, just 2 do a little blogging 4 crissake. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, I guess that is all the dumb machine wanted, just to sweep again, as it is not signaling me and stopping the word program every 20 seconds, PTL--PR. Miss cunt face tried 2 wipe me out, have to shit my eyes a couple minutes now, or that crumb’ll nail me 4 sure. OK, now it is eleven thirteen. I will NEVER FORGIVE OR FORGET that horrid night, back in 1993; at the Atlanta Braves Ballpark, Jane. What U did 2 me was so despicable, it would stink right through a garden of flowers 8 light years cubed. Anyway I am not in a doghouse, I am in a far worse house, and have so much 2 tell y’all it sucks wind backwards at the speed of sound. Where 2 begin is always my biggest problem, as I never will have the time I need 2 really write anywhere near all that I feel is necessary; in order 2 reveal my major plight 2 this evil world in sufficient amounts, so as 2 get anyone with clout 2 ever take pity on me, and assist me in getting 2 the bottom of my hellish nightmare woes. Actually, if the top most powerful persons on the Earth all decided 2 help me, they would fail. That is how gargantuan my troubles really R BRO, Twinbay, and all others. I am not a pessimist Missy, and U read me all wrong that day at the Galloway, New Jersey Library. But nothing ever just happens and no one will understand what I know in its fullness, not Christians, not atheists, not scientists, not sci-fi buffs, not Catholics, not even Eckists, Monks, Buddhists, and U name it, as nobody sees in total clarity, what is real; nobody. The reason that all things appear 2B in some weird and indistinguishable code of jumbled randoms, beyond any possible human recognition; is because we believe whole heartedly, and take a powerful Copperfield illusion, totally seriously; that a projection around us is there and real, when in fact; nothing beyond our center of is-ness of being can B. This of course is simply because, as any possible space extends out beyond our innermost self, time brings it all back right into us in a circulation system of perfect and precise ratio and proportion, that is all a part of the mechanics of a hypersphere, or an upline thought wave in a down-lining process; and this is truth. Refreshing old blogs, 4 new Blogauds, that will most likely not go back, and sift through the long-winded Mountainpen discourses of Morianity, and its teachings; there is a truth that is real to itself, and the Buddhists R not correct that all truth is alterable and relative, to what an inner self makes it, until it eventually comes 2 realize that it is not really there 2 start with. This is all so true in a small box, but it leaves out what the great Atlantic City alchemist told me back in the summer-time of 1974, while I was staying overnight at a rooming house, owned by a lady named Selena Dada, on Stenton Place, between Atlantic and Pacific Avenues. The ultimate truth IS zero dimension. This nothingness somehow DOES exist, and IS aware of itself; and cannot find a way 2 shut off that awareness. It does learn 2 dream out and away from itself into phase two reality, or the Astral Plane; or the Shakespearean arena of the great dream shift, that mortals call the spirit world or realm. Some entity connected with the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL will not stop this fucking hacking, the sweep finished, and now the prompt keeps popping up again, so Ed will come over and get 2 the bottom of this fucking shit once and 4 all. 4 right now, I must live with this, as I have now lived for two days with no telephone service that I am legally paying 4, and I am gonna' contact the BOARD OF PUBLIC UTILITIES, no peace 4 a second ever, not on the weekends in that hell job, and now my entire weeks R wrecked. It is round the clock, with no let up, and not a moments peace 4 life, right WPIX-1988-New York, New York, UFO THE COVER UP TV SHOW, AGENT CONDOR AND AGENT FALCON? Talk about never forgetting things like dirty rotten Jane in 1993, or this show on channel 11, NYNY, back in 1988. U don’t forget major shit that goes down in your life, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never stops, it never backs off. Committing suicide only serves 2 make it worse 4 me, as I know it is all an illusion, and that I will just find myself right back in the same dream, like running 4 the light, and the light won’t go on, and realizing that U never woke up, and now U finally have; so again U jump out of bed and run 4 the light, and then again it does not go on, and I have gone through this nightmare 4 monstrous lengthy amounts of time, or whatever is really happening; just as I have existed forever and will; and I KNOW IT. I slit my wrists last night at 3 in the morning, and slowly bled out right here on my bed. It is so way cool 2 bleed out, and feel the life going out of U, as U get icy cold; and begin 2 fade away, believing as hard as U can that it will all B over in a moment, just as Skylar Rumson was told by Barnabas Collins, when he forced him 2 shoot himself through the heart; on the television show, 'DARK SHADOWS'. Only 4 me, I keep waking up and thinking I am dying; and have not yet died, and then die; and then wake up again and again, until eventually, I wake up, and the entire thing was just a dream, but then; I am aware totally, that all of this is just an astral dream down, and even that is a dream away from the truth; or the great void of zero dimensional existence; something no human being can fathom. Some of these mighty truths were once up online on a website called, www.morianity-foundation.com/ but this site is now defunct, as Kate and I do not have any money; nor any new material 2 copyright presently, on the subject thereof. I am aware that free sites exist, and Ed will B working on finding me one; and getting this foundation, and its many powerful truths, back up 4 this blind ignorant planet, and its residents 2C and know. At least this world will have the truth. The only good thing now, is that this stupid fucking pop up can shoot up every 20 seconds or so; and eventually go off, and it is not stopping the word program until I click on it.
Long story short, the mail was always delivered here, at this lovely 6-9 room place, with rooms that all sort of go into each other, with no hallways; and just endless first days of summer of 2008, and a powerful goddess that has been chasing me around 4 all infinity now; but mail was always delivered here at about 10:30 AM, until about last weekend give or take, and now it is coming sporadically and never B4 3 or so in the afternoon. King Dawn the Queen, formerly and always known by, PRINCE; asked me 2 call the Post Office, and C if I can find out what is up with the mail around here, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reminded her what she wanted me 2 use 4 a telephone. She said, 'use the house phone that they have on their Comcast Cable system' that also runs my internet, and we split the package deal bill between us. Still, I reminded her that I did not have the number 4 the Post Office, even though I invented the thing a very long time ago. She always tells me how expensive it is on their Comcast plan, 2 call the service information operator. Her mom AKS, looked up the number in some book they finally found; a personal book of numbers and they had the local Post Office listed, yo. So I called, and Long Island Highways, and Lottery Cats that meow me 2 death in 1980, just 2 or 3 months after the LOIS FOCA interaction with SCYLLA; they have an interesting telephone number, right Frank Calli-0---D-I-E, YO??????????? There is no way this is all just a coincidence, wo BRO, I am not done yet, so hold onto your stupid looking suspenders, Eddie Albert Gabor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God these crashing cymbals get louder by the day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aniwho, MC,MC, and all other non MC’s; I called and spoke my peace; and here is what the nice lady told me, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems the rural area of Berryville, New Jersey, formerly B4 Mountainpen and Prince, known as Hammonton, is going 2 get a mail count, interesting initials. This Mail Count is not 4 any reason I have ever heard of. The story I was given, was that all mail on local roads, will B taken first 2 the Post Office 2B counted; and then delivered. This is the wildest and strangest thing I have heard of since I invented the Post Office. Do they really think Roger is going 2 mail me something from Arizona?????????????????? I cannot think of any other reason 4 this very mysterious and strange SITUATION here, Inspector Louigee Henderson!!!!!!!!! If UR out there RC, do not mail me anything, this is 2 weird!!!!!!!!!!!! Your system is wonderful. I played 4 games today, 3 were all no signal, and the 4th one was an IN-LOW-8-STOP OUT LOW-14, with one green hit, for a 5 and a half unit profit.

Diana, I am not able 2 communicate with U in our usual way, until the repairman arrives Thursday afternoon. When he does, he is going 2 face the phone jack, insert plug down, currently with no pun intended, it faces up, right into that leak from the upstairs bathroom shit-hole, and even though this leak has been fixed; I do not trust these fucking pricks from here 2 the China Earthquakes, and the Hawaiian Volcanoes. Much later tonight, or 2 keep Don Cialoni happy from the recording studio, tomorrow night, as he used 2 say, “It won’t B tomorrow, until I go home and go 2 bed, and then get up”; I will B back on line with my big beautiful blond. Please always B around me Diana, UR my lightning, and I need U my love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt that terrific strike the other day, when I was moving something; and made contact with something. How I loved my days as Benny, and messing with U, and the only thing that saddens me now, is that U never trusted me with your secrets back then, of what and WHO I was dealing with, after all; it is all just a dream, right Chris Farlowe, plans and schemes all not withstanding????? Well, she did ladies and gentlemen, as I lay on my bed dying in 1790, no this is not a typo; crash, bing, Harry Callas, and 13 bells of Sound Pressure Level, BR!!!!! No DZA did tell me at the very end when she knew my heart was just about 2 quit, and told me that I would wake up in a room in the sun, and I did in 1980, but she never explained how she was Sarah-Stacey’s cousin on the great Astral Plane, and I did not know about her at all until the end of the 20th century. Maybe this is all how and Y and what made my dad so sick 2 his stomach on the train. No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over. I just think it was very rude of U2B saying this 2 my mom, at your shit hole mansion, at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York; right in my presence, when I was just a young lad of 17; ya son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog shit?, and UR the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton, my plans R all fucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever, but let me tell the world what happened when I woke from the dream where I slit my wrists. The market had gone up 1633 points that day. I know it, I was there; but by moving off of where I was exactly in the hyperspace, I re-dreamed myself into a slightly shifted locale, where the 'DOW' had finished off nearly three bucks. Hyperspaces make strange bed fellows, huh banker of Akoslem??????????????? U wouldn’t have wanted the Haddonwood property buddy, as there is a strange void field out in the lake there somewhere, that leads far away; and U don’t need 2B concerned with what this pitiful whittle retard knows about all this, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!! “Talk 2 Frank”. Yeah, I was good enough 4U back when I was 15 though, huh Victoria, U child molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH “I have such gorgeous hair”, do I? Well, U need 2 talk 2 Donna Gaines, and her friends; and then 2 the Wolf clan, that seems so fascinated by her last name. Jeese Louise Shannon Wallwarp Carwrecker Genlow, of December 18th of 2006!!!!! www.blogger.com/http/drunkenhive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost 39 years have come and gone now Vicki, bite me bitch!!!!!!!!!!! This whole nightmare chews. I’m bookin’, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y shouldn’t a dog live in a doghouse, a crazy house; or a nightmare? Well, because I never did anything 2 deserve this, and just because I am Stacey’s dog, this is just 2 keep her miserable parents happy. They banned all the dogs out of Her great city, and over the great wall into Dogtown. Read the last page of the KJV of the Holy Bible, Y would I make this shit up, BRRRR?

GOOGLE AND SWIS, AND KS-WORLD LABS OF 2299, THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blmummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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E~N~D------------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark or Jesse, Grammar schools in EHNJUSAESMWG in this or any other part of HS.







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          • anonymous said on Apr 02, 2009....
    You shrunk a bit there dalmatian, but I saw you still speak the human lingo, wow, you are telling the truth, God is 16 or at least she watches the show.

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This is YYYYYYYYYYYYY this poor dog should not live in this eternal doghouse, it is quite simple really. Let me explain things to you ladies and gentlemen:



BECAUSE IT IS UNFAIR

BECAUSE I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE IT

BECAUSE I AM INNOCENT

BECAUSE I AM IN AGONY AND TIRED OF BEING ENDLESSLY PERSECUTED BY ALL MIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS.

BECAUSE I AM DAMMED IF I DO AND DAMMED IF I DON'T.

GET IT YET, GOOD FOLKS???????











ENDOCRINOLOGISTS,

ENDLESSNESS, &

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