AND NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHAPTER 000002

AND NOW I KNOW THAT I KNOW, CHPT. 2

1:27 POST MERIDIAN

TUESDAY AFTERNOON

5 NOVEMBER, 2019

FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA, USA, ESMWG

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 2019

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING GIBBOUS 1:7

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 WXC7 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.

FULL MOON ACTUALLY MEANS THAT IT IS 12 NOON ON THE MOON.

MOUNTAINPEN'S WEEKLY SECRET SCALES THERMOMETER/BAROMETER:

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Week ending Tuesday afternoon: 10-22-19

e Week ending Tuesday afternoon: 10-15-19

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Week ending Tuesday afternoon: 11-05-19

Weather Report as of 1:00 PM, 42 minutes earlier, as per 'THE WEATHER CHANNEL':

TEMPERATURE:----85

HEAT INDEX FEELS LIKE TEMP:----91

HUMIDITY:----59%

WINDS:----E. AT 6, NO GST.

PREDICTED HIGH:----86

SKY CONDITIONS PRESENTLY:----MSTY. CLY.

RAIN CHANCES TODAY:----70%

Yesterday was CHEMTRAIL-SOUP-CITY up in the clouds all over town here. I do not care unless it is effecting my damn physical health however, and I was perdy dern okay yesterday, Mister John Latengrate King, OKAY? No sir, screw your garden hose, and screw the horse trough of magical windy Atco and Cooley Hall, huh 'Andrew' Electron?

Kind folks of this great Blogaudian Force, this damn short whittle bwog today, is about the real truths of RANDOM and LUCK and for that matter, “GOD”! People hate the fact that Mountainpen and his entire life has verified certain unpleasant truths regarding this magical non-windy trilogy, and I know that I am able to prove it, and must now spend years of time trying to do just this, if to no one else other than top dogs of the Ancient Astronaut theorists SOCIETY, if there is such a society yet, that it, yo! Boy oh boy is that road repair crew on me' last mother huffing nerve with this never ending project right across the street from me' whittle winder! Crissake, times the cubed root of infinity!

At 1:23 this morning, my electricity went out for three seconds and came on again. I think that LIGHTNING was saying hello to me, because this happened at precisely ONE-TWO-THREE, Mister Nicola Tesla-27-33, yo!!!

As for the Jane Sleazeweedsdisease screen blocker problem, it goes away if I do not use special things for the early part of the blog, and merely blog text. If there is any title that the machine-mind picks up, either from CAPPING jobs or whatever, and that title is long, it then causes the print to extend out into the blog margin's inner part where the blocker cannot stop it, and if I move the blocker too far, then I am blind to seeing my blog at all. This new fix seems to be 'OKAY' for now, Mister Latengrate King, and daut, yo yo yo yo yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So WEEEEEEEE and weedeekawuss too; huh lovely Queen KATY Hot Fudge Sundae Maker, with your FAA Technical Center Admiral Uncle, who told me nine years before I even met you there, and I quote him, “Mister Mohr, all the things you have told me are within the norms of the aircraft's that fly in the National Airspace System”. Imagine that, world? The Subs and Swirls incident in Red Lion, NJUSAESMWG, is all perfectly normal and totally “OKAY”! Yeah, sure, right, and 'whatever' there, Congressman R.A. Of HH, NJ-USA! Yes Professor Kaku and Mister Childress, and Mister VanDaniken, all perfectly NORMAL!!!!! I think that SOMEBODY IS ATTEMPTING TO SELL ME A NYC BRIDGE, over near where Donna Gaines's friend Angela lived, and whose other motorcycle riding friend was wearing that golden chain on his leather jacket; huh, lovely 'L&O' Mizz Claire Kincaid?

I know for an absolute certainty, after playing roulette since age twenty-eight years, which is now a total of 37 YEARS; that QUANTUM MIND FEEDS REALITY. For example, when the MILITUFORCE somehow manages to successfully manipulate the QM, it can CREATE THE HUNTINGTON CURSE for poor old pathetic and pitiful MOUNTAINPEN. The tool used may indeed be PARALLEL EVENT, but the exact mechanics behind just how the M2F was able to learn about the Parallel Event, and then how to properly apply it against a person; THAT is the actual manipulation of the QM (Quantum Mind)!

So then, is Q-M (GOD)? Well one thing is for sure despite not being able to ever prove one way or another that indeed this is so. The Christians vehemently DO NAUT believe in LUCK or CHANCE, must concede that they are AUTOMATICALLY SAYING YES to this. No mahm, you keep out of this Mizz Erica SSSSSSSSSSSSSNAKES AMC from 1983, if ye' pweeeeeeeeeeeeeeze! TANKS BABE! And here comes my backhoe beeper again, and this goes on for hours until the time they quit for the day. Then there is that damn subsonic 'tool' they use that brings a near-death-weapon sonic event right into this apartment, but alas, what can I do, and also Jay-Jay Evans sir, “What can I say” you ol' mustache twirler you? WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

There isn't a day that goes by,that I don't ask PINK GODDESS 'SSJKK' to PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE allow Senator Sanders to be elected in 2020. But then, another alas, as this entire multiverse is fixed, and how is it fixed? Well, by the successful manipulation of QUANTUM-MIND, that's how, yo!

FEBRUARY 10, 2014,

MONDAY AFTERNOON AT 4:04,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 74 DEGREES FNHT.

I will get into the events of the past couple days, not a lot is going on, since MORIANITY officially ended, and for the purposes of this new journal that will act as if nothing ever happened to stop it, twice, first when I merged it with the New Testament of Morianity and made it one and the same thing after the summer of 1997 when I ended this journal that began on February 1, 1983, in Atco, New Jersey, and was then called, ''PHONE PROGRAM 1'' on the 'A' side, and ''PHONE PROGRAM 2'' on the 'B' side; and then each following cassette tape, was the next higher integers, so that on the 'A-side' it was always an odd number, as well as two numbers higher than the previous cassette tape, and on the 'B-side' it was always an even number, as well as two numbers higher than the previous cassette tape. Now taking an average, from the time this started on February first in 1983, and where I ended it in the summer of 1997, somewhere around the low 12,000 amount in numeration, I then simply average where this might have been if I was in a parallel universe where it went on to this very day, and there never was a Morianity, nor did I ever stop my ''LIFE JOURNAL''. Doing this takes one very simple mathematical process. Still, That is all I am doing.

I have a lot of huge problems that I will have to deal with, and it is not safe to write and post them, so unlike the days where I really was speaking words onto cassette tapes, I need to be a bit more careful just how much I write. Still, I am going to unravel these Babylonian great mysteries, with or without going out to the movies to see any super sleuths, and with or without distant relatives; and all of that jazz; or rock, opera, rap, or big bands!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nighty-night big KALI COW CALL-10 CALLIO and family. Slam me up against all the high wall AC units you want to, or slam me around in Atlantic City, or the other AC as I jokingly have come to call it. Well, really, in reverse; I sometimes call air conditioning, THE OTHER AC, right Mister Harrah Sarah other universe 1986 magic labs of the real north, Mizz Patty Hollister? The girl that picks up 300 pound couches like they weigh 20 pounds. They are not making girls like they used to, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and this was in 1975, Bob Andrews, my old pal; with or without riding me back home to 1118 Linden Hill Apartments of Lindenwold, New Jersey; on that late summer night. Hay, everybody is always too busy for me. My absolute totally hugest mystery is this: SO BUSY DOING EXACTLY WHAT???????? Just what is everybody so dam ass busy doing? Here is one for NSA to really frikkin' start looking into. See, I am being a good citizen, and trying to help out my great wonderful country!

Yes sir, Mister David Leigh Smith, I found it very difficult to believe such an incredible reality back in the autumn of 1970, when you went onto tell me to see life as a set of realistic circumstances not necessarily matching real world evidence, and to trust, ALWAYS, and FOREVER, no matter what; the real world evidence, such as those words that you had written that afternoon on the blackboard; that I saw upon returning from the other school, and back to Hopkins Lane and your class, on that middle late afternoon. She didn't hack herself out!!!!!!!!

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