BEYOND 2022 ALPHABET TWEETS
(BTAT)
FOR SHORT, SUBTITLED ALSO
CHAPTER
1
I AM SUPER BOTBAR. I AM
BEING TOTALLY HACKED HERE AT THE LIBRARY. THE STAFF THAT IS USUALLY NICE TO ME
IS DIFFERENT TODAY AS IF I HAVE BEEN KAKU-SWITCHED.
I WAS 600 PLUS PAGES INTO MY BLOG AND IT VANISHED AWAY. There is both a magical
force behind the entire computer age as well as in our government and everyone
who is involved in trying to get to the bottom of aliens and UFO’s is also
experiencing this same wall of hellishness that I am only we are dealing with
entirely different realities and the whole goddamn thing is beyond pitiful and
nightmarish. NOW MY FIRST HUUUUUUGE DAMN ASS HACK WAS ON MY ORIGINAL TERMINAL,
AND I WAS NOT ALLOWED ON THE WORD-PROGRAM AND IT JUST KEPT KICKING ME OFF, AND EVEN
THE LIBRARY PEEPS COULD NOT DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN PUT ME ONTO THIS TERMINAL.
Then hack number two was on this terminal. IT BEGAN AT 1:25, SO SOMETHING
UTTERLY GIGANTIC MUST BE HAPPENING WITH TRUMP AND HIS LEGAL CRAP TODAY. I AM
TYPING AND SUDDENLY A SAVE PAGE POPS UP AND NO MATTER WHAT I DID IT EVENTUALLY
THREW ME OFF THE SYSTEM AND THE MOTHER ******* BLOG WAS LOST FOREVER. I AM
UNDER THE WORST DEATH SIEGE IN A VERY LONG TIME. It began around midnight and
out of the blue as always. Suddenly a BEYOND INCREDIBLE SPACEFORCE MILITARY-UFO-FORCE NAMED IN 1988
BY ME, DESCENDED UPON ME AT HOME AND WENT ON UNTIL AROUND TWO IN THE M*****
F****** MORNING. The aerial hellishness is only exacerbated by
what I am going through now. The hacks are off the scale here and never ever
have I suffered through this since I began to blog here in September. Nothing
like this at all, and this is a total violation of my freedom of speech and
guarantees under the US Constitution, and you know it. They hacked the error
and right click mouse and functions, they hacked the save programs and the entire
word system on all computers. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM MAGNESONIC, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO AND YOU
KNOW WHO TO DO IT TO.
I AM SO UP SET THAT I
MAY SOON GO HOME AND TRY TO SURBIVE BY MAKING SOME WILD CALLS TO PEEPS AND
REALLY TELLING WOME POWERHOUSE THINGS THAT MY ENEMIES DO NAUT WANT ME TO SAY,
MISS BLAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The last time here I
lost my eyeglasses and fortunately I HAVE SEVERAL SPARE PAIRS BUT DOING MY BLOG
HERE WAS A ROYAL PAIN IN MY NUTS. Obviously all great prosecutor’s in the USA,
you all know what is happening to me here today, and just YYYYYYYYYYYY it’s
going on, come on, you ain’t dumb and I won’t treat you as dumb. When I tried
to show the library personal several hacks, it was normally operating when they
came over, but when they would leave, the hacks came back, so there is no use
trying when F****** S*** is this GODDAMN ASS BAD, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Trump is having his
legal and court woes again, and this is why the M***** F****** prick is doing
this to me. Every time he is in trouble, POW, he uses that nightmare
ICPE-APE-TECH on poor innocent CUZZ-MARK, ever since 1986 when this all Sabrina
Collins began!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I was going to fill in several prior
blogging mind-hacks and errors but today is too F****** BOTBAR, and off the
wall horrendous and monstrous to worry about insignificant S*** like that for
right now. It can indeed wait, and later I will do it. The OTAMM-SCUM know what
they are doing, this was all planned. Normally the computer area at the library
is filled with noisy annoying patrons and today it is deader than Archie Bunker’s
son in law’s above-neck areas. They don’t need peeps and
noise when they plan a major full HACK-ASSAULT on me, now do they world?
Here is what I think caused the erasure of my entire M***** F****** previous
blog that I had originally begun at around just shy of half past one. What I
was telling B4, and that got all erased and magically was made to vanish away;
was how the
shadow government and their goddamn endless MIND CONTROL against peeps whom
they deem to know too damn ass much YO, are dealt with, and I
know this 2B a total fact that is 100% indisputable. Poor little Mizz Anita
Hill and her woe-whiz-me’s on her word-program. Dave Roth seemed to know as
well as be in letter-communication with so many unbelievably world renown
people, and to quote Ron Wirtz the ADA of Camden County B4 he retired, that “it
is beyond spurious”. I saw all the letters. Back in the 80’s, he was in
correspondence with one of Mike Jackson’s sisters, lovely Reebee, or however
she spells it, and if you is out here, you are clueless to what is being done
to me ever since I met this cool dude in early November of the year 1985, YO
BREEEEE!!!! I am fighting a totally losing battle and on days like F****** this,
I know that my only chance to escape this HELL ON EARTH, is to at least try to
run far away from America and also Trump’s powerful mother F****** friends who
are doing all these things to me ever since middle 1986. When I told the nice
library lady who had saved my blog from doom a short while back that MIND
CONTROL is being used, she quickly shut me down and told me that she is not
allowed nor is anyone who works in places such as this, to discuss anything
considered 2B in any way of a political nature. Why
is MIND CONTROL right away and axiomatically the same thing as THE GOVERNMENT, I mean as BOTBAR as this day is, and it
is so please mark my turd sniffing words on it peeps; it
still has one of those magical goddamn DARFEE-ROTH deals going.
There truly is a positive that resulted out of this horrendous damn ass day,
and that is what I told the lady. I said to her, “You
may not know it, but you really answered a whole lot of things for both me and
my readers”. She is the one who kept this blog going so I don’t wish to
say more here as that would be being disloyal, and just as my CUZZ-DON does, I DO ADMIT TO
BELIEVING IN LOYALTY, and this includes my being loyal and not a
traitor to someone who without here, this blog at least on blogger dot com, would
simply no longer goddamn exist. Hey it doesn’t always need to F****** be the 5th
day in October back when else BUTTTTT 14-YEARS ago in oh-eight, the enemies really
do us favors just as Dave Roth said, despite all of the major F****** DOGTOWN
that they endlessly put me through. Folks, I am no M***** F****** 1969 mother
Theresa, Lads and Lassies, naut by a goddessdamn long shot. Yes some positives
can come from the day, and without any of my father’s sea-planes making futile
attempts to properly land in Babylon, and without any Egyptians, Saint Mathew’s,
or yacht clubs, huh ADA ‘L&O’ Michael Cutter; oh kind sir, YO!!!!!!!!! No,
I am no Mommy-Terry, or Egghead-Harbors Terry either, YO ME’ BRAHHHHH!!!! Hey,
I’m no goddamn Kennedy either, am I all 1988 Prophets of NOTHING????????? I am
in no way someone who gives two stench turds whether this world goes on or if
it gets totally freaking obliterated. BUTTTT, big ass BUTT, I am too goddamn
old to go through an upheaval and or vely monstrous transition period of
hellishness that would result between our present point and the actual starting
of Armageddon. This is why I try to warn peeps such as the great MK Proff, but
I know that he and everyone else is just endlessly laughing at me, so what’s the
pinkdamn use of anything. Maybe that other Proff is right all along, you know,
that I am just too far ahead of my time. So if that is true, how much does this
have to do with a lot of other 1988 stuff, such as other magical security jobs
near the great brotherly-love city and the Delaware River? As ‘Labber-Zeejins’,
I drowned that cold winter night, but was it in Philly’s river or was it in the
year of 2301 near Brigantine, New Jersey? Also, how does the mighty People’s
Magazine know so much about the connections of those very seemingly magical two
recording artists who share the affinity of covert hyperspace medical careers?
Whatever part of Labber-Zeejins is inside of the now
me via Fascitar/I-Ching-‘WHATEVER’, oh great freaking 1975-pal and
Federal Congressman, perhaps this is what the great Miami-FIU-Proff recognized
back in the pre-Vovid-19 days concerning me being 100 years ahead of my time.
Actually, if Mister Zuckerberg of Facebook saw
things that way back when he was a college boy, THEN THERE WOULD BE NO FACEBOOK. I am sure
something would be, but it would not be that. This is very basic logic of fifth
dimensional thinking, and yessir world, all part of the delusional and magical
thinking that is discussed thoroughly and pitifully in the goddamn ‘DSM Shrinkology-Book’. Still, there is other
connected stuff with my future character and human life as LABBER-ZEEJINS. It
pertains to several things, including my powerhouse 1994 so-called fictional
book that was in no way truly a work of fiction, titled, “The Permission Barrier”. Many things in this book came true to the tee
and down to the 14th degree, and AKA the enth degree. Indeed, letter-N is the 14th
letter in our English-Alphabet. Oh the doctors of the world and
their famous AR added to KARGE can never recognize any broken GITYA hearts, now
can they, YO???????? But who is Julia White, and why does she seem
to have such a bug up her damn butt for me? Well world, looking at it in ways
that the DSM Shrinkology book would declare me certifiable and totally insane
overnight, Julia White is real, and I am a figment of my own imagination. Just
as a shadow being cast off of a building on a late summer afternoon is what is
real and the building and the street are not real. Now here in waking life that
is insanity, but it DOES INDEED HAVE GREAT TRUTH. In the realm of what
Morianity labels as PHASE-4, this is truth, and the other bull**** is
naut!!!!!!! By the reference frame of Mizz White, she needs to exist, and she tried
to exist in a way that 7th-D LAWTRONICS
won’t permit because it would violate the NATURAL ORDER
OR LAWS OF STUFF. This is why werewolves and vampires and along that
line are only in fictional shows and novel books and so forth. The Lawtrons
insist that should any Astral-Entity, or PHASE-2 entity, make the attempt to
enter our realm in ways that violate these norms and laws; then they are
instantly transformed into fictional characters and stuff along these lines,
and hence they only can exist inside of fiction writer’s minds, our
imaginations and wild ideas and so forth. Julia White wanted to come here as
the master TYPE-2-EXPLORATRON, and now maybe she only exists in the mind of Sir Russel Walker of the
PERMISSION BARRIER, but then world, if she stops there, how can
we explain my life, the entire deal with all the stuff spoken of in nearly 17
years of these Mountainpen-blogs, and on and on? In any case, she wanted to get
here to our mortal plane of existence from the Astral Plane
(Timeless-Purgatory), and then upon being seemingly stopped and completely thwarted
by the 7th dimensional ‘fawces of Mister Hall’, she needed a
host-mind, me; and so it wasn’t really me who seemingly made up and creator
her, but rather, as with the buildings and the shadows on that hot late summer
afternoon, it was REALLY AND TRULY HER THAT CREATED ME. Sher needed me to write
in the year 1994, my great so-called ‘TPB’ book, YO BRAHHH!!!! BUTTTT folks,
one more really damn ass HUUUUUUGE thing is remaining here needing 2B addressed
and hopefully better explored as time marches ever onward, YO!!!!!!!!! That
game that PINK-RODD-GODD GODDESS IN LATE
1996 wished to play with her special “THAT BOY”, called “Guess
the Name of the Guests”, FOREVER WILL BE BEYOND MYSTERIOUS, AND
MOST DEFINITELY CAN THIS EVER BE EXPLORED TO ANY POSSIBLE MAXIMUM CONCLUSION.
First and most obvious in all of it is the play on words of GUESS and GUESTS, with
one of those two G-words of course MEANING to wonder and ponder and attempt to rationalize
and figure out, while the other G-word of course has the MEANING of visitor people and non-permanent residents and along that order, and
me’ simple pernt here Sir Archibald is simply that neither of the two G-WORDS has even any close MEANING one to
another. The power of
meaningful things is naut only an extremely urgent and important point of focus
here in all of my Morianity BUTTTTTTTTT, let’s be honest here, just recently,
this has grown into one more powerhouse thing, right world. After-all, doesn’t my daughter have a new project out about meanings
for crissing out loud? Am
I wrong in that, lovely 1980 Shampoo ad-spot girl, YO BRO??????? I was not
going to go here, but after an assault this bad from either the Macy-Club or
goddess only knows who or what, I need to FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE, and not skip
any potential way to get these powerful and endlessly awesome truths out to
this rotten and totally miserable world! One more thing is more obvious in that
powerful late 1996 astral game and with all of its beyond powerful meanings.
Take both the words, GUESS and GUESTS, and see right away how the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY does not show up as abbreviated in
both of those words, you know, the ESS. This literally shouts out, at least to
me and despite a damn zillion mother F****** DSM Shrinkology books, that Pink-Goddess is telling me here that I need to become aware of these GUESTS that are endlessly invisibly
surrounding both me and my damn entire life, the
type-3-exploratrons, and
it was only after HALLS FAWCES very carefully and cleverly maneuvered me from
the apartment I lived in called HIGHVIEW in WILLIAMSTOWN and into the Somerdale
death house as I’ve come to think of and call ‘the joint’, ‘Mister WINN’ of
1984. Oh Governor Kean, will these pricks ever stop injuring me, I am a citizen
of this nation sir as you know I’m sure, and LEGALLY BORN, so please remind my
distant in-law cuzz-Donnie boy of that. Yes CUZZ, I was LEEEEEGALLY BORN here
in the USA, so to Dogtown with anyone who says differently, YO. My jersey
musical pals all know the Huntington-fam quite well, so believe THAT Mister 45-President!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey, if you doubt this, or the story
of our Schuylkill Expressway lives, just call up the ‘King Cuzzes’ or ask
me-daut. WO all lovely 1994 cereal ad-spot lovely girls.
Now I wish to discuss DARK SHADOWS, the great sixties television
show created by ‘great-dreamer’ Sir Daniel Curtis.
This was most likely one of the coolest dudes who ever walked upright on this
planet in the last few million years, YO BRAH! He knows, as do I that money solves only
one type of issue, financially related stuff, and nothing else!!!!
Who was more loaded than the so-called fictional Collins
family for crissing out loud, YO? So did that make any of their
diseased and satanic lives one wee teensy-weeny bit better, and yes Miter
Cohen-Crown, “AND I MEAN” ONE BIT BETTER? He meant exactly, Mister Marcucci Cooley
and lovely human indwelt PINK GODDESS!!! Now
we know that money only solves money-problems, nothing else; and in some cases,
perhaps many cases, even helps to exacerbate many of life’s problems. I had a
billionaire tell me once, “Mark, money can cause greater money issues than you
could ever realize in a thousand years”, and I am sure he was being totally
100+% honest with me. If I told you who this was and the circumstances that led
up to this little short exchange of dialogue, you would call me a crazy liar,
so WEIN? But back to issues and pernts now if you pweeeeeeeze Sir Archie Bunker!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Collins family was cursed straight from Dogtown (HELL) and caused by the
warlock Judah Zachary after a Collins family member and local area judge back
in the Massachusetts Bay Colony at the end of the sixteen hundreds had him
beheaded following a witchcraft trial. By the way, warlock is an invented name
that got started in some really powerfully strange ways that time will not allow
my getting into, but I assure you that hundreds of years ago, witches were both
female and male, and the term of warlock simply did not exist, well, at least not
in any localized areas and parts of the fifth dimensional hyperspace that is
anywhere close to my waking world so-called reality. So why would being able to
come into a large sum of money in my particular case and unlike on this great
60’s TV-soap show, ‘DS’, solve so many of my woes and issues you may wonder?
After-all, I do speak all throughout my nearly 17-year blog-project (Morianity),
of how I would do just about anything legal in order to obtain it? This is
because no two cases are alike, and even though I have claimed such a damn ass
HUUUUUUUUGE affinity with the show and its characters etcetera, some things in
this physical plane life do in fact differ in ultra-great degrees and amounts.
My particular worldly issues would be 95-99% solved if I could break my money
barrier so to speak. If my enemies did not also know this to be a total fact,
they would not be interfering endlessly with an unfathomable amount of energy
expenditure on their part decade after ruthless mother F****** decade, in order
to thwart and stop every single goddamn thing that I ever have attempted to do
in this miserable rotten ass life, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
AM DEALING WITH SORT OF A MIDDLEMAN here in all of this. That middleman in case
you didn’t guess this particular guest, is not a man but a grouping of peeps,
and I gave it a name back in 1988 that the great UNITED STATES LIBRARY OF
CONGRESS COPYRIGHT OFFICE knows fully goddamn well, yo me’ BRAHHHHH!!! That
name is the MILITARY-UFO-FORCE and they a couple
of decades later merely took the idea and altered it into the SPACEFORCE that most everyone now has heard of and without
ever knowing about any of these BLOGS OF
MOUNTAINPEN I cannot make one single soul listen or believe me but
the joke is on all of you who laugh at me. The split second that you die, you
WILL KNOW THAT I WAS 100% FOR REAL/E!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT folks!!!! Remember
those great and wild old days’ peeps, with all of my original blogs, and the
great Sir Eddie Himacane Lynch???????
All the TWO-TOW,
USE-SUE, and many other endless annoying ANITA HILL WORD-PROGRAM HACKS?
Remember how the MIND HACKS OF THE OTAMMITE’S also would endlessly increase and
gain ground the more I’d endlessly keep trying to correct tings and tell you
that I meant to say this or that and no matter what I’d do, they enemies just
kept endlessly mother F****** hacking and hacking me, lovely Mizz Hill, if you
are out there. I can even tell you all a story where they mind hacked me into
thinking that Mizz Hill was not the one and only Mizz Hill, and I even said on
a blog once long B4 ever moving here to Flower-Land AKA Florida, that this was
not the same person that was a part of the sexual harassment case; and yet it was the same person. I had been totally and
temporarily mind hacked and thought that it was not her. These powerful mind
hacks are not only real but they are done with type-3 Exploratron’s that are
more commonly known to shadow government fawces as dream controllers or
CIA-NSA-RO’s which is short for Registered Operatives. There are things going on around us way too
powerful and they will not ever allow it to be told. Should I cross or try and
cross too many fudgin’ red lines, I will be stopped, just as others who keep
trying to get to the bottom of the alien/UFO situation, and WE ALL KNOW THIS IS
100+% THE TRUTH!!!!!!!
I fudgin’ know when to shut up and make a safe exit strategy. When
dog stenches get this powerful against me, I’ve learned to do a proper and
advantageous tactical retreat. So for today, I will say, End
Tranny!
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