BB2AAICI--2023--CHAPTER 9

 

BB2AAICI—2023--CHAPTER 9

Morianity Bible For Millenium Three:

There is a weird worm in the original blogging that makes any attempt at correcting this on a word document system, virtually impossible for any non-black-hat hacker computer genius. It is 2023 and back then in 2006, I do think now that the blogger site was either unequipped 2 properly make copies from capped in word and notepad programs such as the one used by my helper, Sir Ed Himacane Lynch, or it was that they intentionally did not want peeps capping from those programs and frowned on it by simply placing worms into the deal, so as 2 discourage those doing it so they would stop and just type their blogs directly onto their preset templates.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Morianity Bible

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Prologue - Morianity Bible For Millenium 3, Old Testament 1995

There is no good way to start this journal of my endless life, you see I do not ever die. In this age of somewhat computer impersonal inter-world inter-action, I will start with plain simple English. First there is a very sick giant army of pure wicked slime bag, wrecking every facet of my life. It
worsened however 20 years ago when I resided in lovely Cherry Hill, NJ, and
much will be spoken of regarding this horrific nightmare. I have offered 3
people the knowledge of creating their idea of immortality, and I can make
good on my end of the deal. Despite mans fear of death and the unknown, they
all turned down my offer, even though what I want in return is not what you
might think the usual things would be, such as sex or money or power etc. I
do not want this. What I want is to be believed and have a small group of
people join me in a fight against something that goes beyond consp theories,
or any sci-fi stuff. No one can ever give me what I want so bad, OBLIVION.
I have a story to tell you that will topple the world as we now perceive it
to be. Stay tuned, there is a light year of story to tell, be braced.......
I do think it wise that this book be made a part of my life and live journals,
as this is the beginning of the book known as morianity bible. This will not
follow the script of prior writings, as the times change very quickly as
centuries continue moving forward. I feel the need to point out that several
people play a major part of my nightmare endless existence, and that they are
well known high profile individuals. Unless you can see what I tell you is
real, you will be offended as a direct result of inability to comprehend.
People, animals, weather, and all potential situations of interaction in this
gigantic 5th dimensional hyperspace, are all totally controlled by the
uplining thoughtwave that simply put, IS ALL THIS. No way can I just start
right in imparting things about what the 6th dimension really is, as though
we are having a casual conversation over trivial everyday matters such as a
new boy or girl friend, whether or not the mighty Philadelphia Flyers will
win the 2006 Stanley Cup, and on and on. The 6th dimension contains answers
to every question that ever has plagued or interested mankind since it crawled
out of the seas. I began my bible for no other reason in 1995, than simply
put, and using mortal Earth language; I awoke from a dream on the morning of
August fifteen, 1986, and upon awakening I came here, wherever here is. NO ONE ON GODS GREENBROWN EARTH will believe me when I tell them that the place that I fell asleep from the night before was not where I am now, and have been since this outlandish occurrence Since this happened, some things are similar, and some things are quite different. When I came to the library today
to write this blog, my reading glasses vanished and turned up in a very weird
spot, and then a crazy person tried intentionally yo hit my car while I was
merely attempting to normally park. Things like this occur constantly, and
thousands of hellish things worse, every year since this hell began in 1986,
whereas before all of this, my life was boring and dull, not great, but
certainly not TOTAL FREAKING HELL. I have been in a death-hell sentence for
20 years now, and all from doing no more than waking up from a spurious and
crazy dream, where I lived in Atlantic City, NJ, but in an entirely altered
reality, some might refer to as a parallel universe. One possible explanation
for this is that I used to experiment with many electronic devices, and you
would never believe me if I told you the whole story. Long before many of the
technologies of century 21 existed, I applied an ancient alchemists theory
to life by combining science with the magical world, hence creating a comminglin of sorts of existing powers that man had tapped into. There are several people
that were suddenly added and subtracted from known reality, and the machine
it was done on was a Panasonic Technics RS1500US open reel recorder. In closing
the first chapter of this bible, I will simply say this: I am in hell. I have
been shot in a Wawa, drowned, poisoned, electrocuted, killed in 5 traffic
crashes, the worst being in Woodbury, NJ, and have had several massive and
fatal heart attacks. Death hates my guts and has been ordered to not let me
get out of this nightmare. I am constantly evicted from wherever I live,
friends keep dying strange deaths, I am fired off jobs with no explanations,
and every time that I eventually and painstakingly get a new person in my life
who possibly might help me, they turn on me with no rhyme nor reason. 2 churches
asked me to leave the fold as they believe I am cursed of God, or possessed,
or some other such absurd nonsense. No matter what I try to ever do socially,
financially, or whateverally, IT FAILS FAILS F A I L S. These are the persons
responsible for the complete destruction of an innocent man, though they have
no clue that any of this is going on. DONALD TRUMP, DONNA SUMMER, ROBERT
CLARK, ED SNYDER,RICHARD KARPF, MAYER BOB LEVY OF ACNJ, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH
CALLIO MARTINO,FRANK CALLIO, THOMAS J. REALE, MARY CARTER PAINTS. CIA, NSA,
and many BFA 'black file agencies", are owned-controlled by the Callio-Martino
families of East Jersey. Chapter two will tell you details of what these
wicked subskumites do to me in covert ugly detail, stay tuned. Thank you
"TOMORROW-NOW" network for caring this message through World System which
is the replacement of present day internet. Anybody who never saw a movie
called "THE TRUEMAN SHOW" needs to get to a video rental system.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Chapter 01 Daring To Know

Hello world, it is me again, taking u now into the second chapter of MB. I
lived here long ago as King David, and loved Jehovah as some call 'Him', more
than life itself. I am not sure whether I will be forgiven for saying all
that I will say today, but my spirit as mortals term the word, is unable to
resist the temptation. First, what u all believe to be independent people
with independent thought, is the biggest joke since Adam's APPLE being stuck
in all of the throats of the human race. The thyroid gland can indeed be used
by all the gods as sort of a 'punishment collar', just as suggested by the
great and late Mr. Gene Roddenberry of Star Trek. I should know, as goddess
Diana Arteemis, daughter of Zeus Ressikahn Zuudlow, and cousin of the great
Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, has been using one on poor ol lil me
since 10:30 PM on the night of June 4th of 1983. If I do not do what my 2
lightning goddesses tell me to do, I am not only punished in human ways on
this human realm or plane, but far worse and stranger nightmares occur on
dream or astral realms, and even beyond into the unfathomable by homosapiens
of this darling little planet. You could never know the wrath of these power-
ful beings until you are able to remember in consciousness, just how mighty
they are, and what they can do to you. I could tell things to this world that
no one would ever choose to accept nor believe. To list a very few of them,
on risk of punitation that goes far beyond your concept of death and
destruction, first and foremost, weather on this Earth has not been natural
occurring on any real level since the end of 1987. All formation of clouds is
made from jet trails that some conspiracy theorists call KEMTRAILS. These
deadly vapor trails are not what they were before the mid 1980's, when they
were legitimate propane fumes resulting from jet aircraft's flying from city
to city. They quickly evaporated, dispersed into invisibility, and were gone.
Now, and for 2 decades now, they turn into big wide creepy looking smokey
vapors, and eventually, if you have patience to watch this horror, you will
observe that a clear blue sky will go from beautiful to nothing more than an
entire gray and ugly mess, hence, changing the entire weather pattern over
an entire area, area after area, until eventually, these clouds chicken and
turn darker. From this rain will fall, and storms and patterns of numerous
Hello world, it is me again, taking u now into the second chapter of MB. I
lived here long ago as King David, and loved Jehovah as some call 'Him', more
than life itself. I am not sure whether I will be forgiven for saying all
that I will say today, but my spirit as mortals term the word, is unable to
resist the temptation. First, what U all believe to be independent people
with independent thought, is the biggest joke since Adam's APPLE being stuck
in all of the throats of the human race. The thyroid gland can indeed be
used by all the gods as sort of a 'punishment collar', just as suggested by
the great and late Mr. Gene Roddenberry of Star Trek. I should know, as goddess
Diana Arteemis, daughter of Zeus Ressikahn Zuudlo, and cousin of the great
Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, has been using one on poor ol lil me since
10:30 PM on the night of June 4th of 1983. If I do not do what my 2 lightning
goddesses tell me to do, I am not only punished in human ways on this human
realm or plane, but far worse and stranger nightmares occur on dream or astral
realms, and even beyond into the unfathomable by homosapiens of this darling
little planet. You could never know the wrath of these powerful beings until
you are able to remember in consciousness, just how mighty they are, and what
they can do to you. I could tell things to this world that no one would ever
choose to accept nor believe. To list a very few of them, on risk of punitation
that goes far beyond your concept of death and destruction, first and foremost,
weather on this Earth has not been naturally occurring on any real level since
the end of 1987. All formation of clouds is made from jet trails that some
conspiracy theorists call KEMTRAILS. These deadly vapor trails are not what
they were before the mid 1980's, when they were legitimate propane fumes
resulting from jet aircraft' flying from city to city. They quickly evaporated,
dispersed into invisibility, and were gone. Now, and for 2 decades now, they
turn into big wide creepy looking smokey vapors, and eventually, if you have
patience to watch this horror, you will observe that a clear blue sky will go
from beautiful to nothing more than an entire gray and ugly mess, hence,
changing the entire weather pattern over an entire area, area after area,
until eventually, these clouds chicken and turn darker. From this rain will
fall, and storms and patterns of numerous weather conditions develop around
the entire globe. Should these jets stop doing this, no new weather would
exit anywhere on this world, and I refuse to believe that top weather channel
meteorologists can be unaware and totally oblivious to this. Not that it
would matter, because the minute to try do expose this crap, your life will
rapidly go to hell. Everyone you tell that takes any interest and tries to
assist in getting to the bottom of it, suddenly watches their life go down
the girgler at light speed squared, or warp ten for the trekkers. Anyone u
enlist to help to expose any of the secrets of the gods and their goofy plans
for this game arena we call Earth and life, will watch all those around them
such as friends, spouses, family members, neighbors, co-workers, and on and
on, GO STRAIGHT TO A FIREY H E L L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They invented the science of psychiatry and psychology, to enable them to list
you as all sorts of iteses and enicks, etc. This works just like the war room
in the pentagon. Before they do any big thing, they already have two or three
cover stories ready to go out should the diareah run smack into the giant fan.
Who really owns the pentagon, and all evil and wickedness around the globe?
When I lived here as David 3K years ago, I put up with this same 'ENEMY
CHANNEL'. Watch my language choices carefully, my fellow brethren and sistren,
I said channel, it is not, it was not, nor will it ever be, individual
persons that come after u and make u miserable when you are a threat to them
through what I've termed EXPOSURE METHODOLOGY. Now for the GREAT MACHINE and
the really big story on 'my action news'. Their is a powerful and magical
scripture in the Christian King James version of the HOLY BIBLE, that seriously,
and not taken as story or parable; that refers to the so-called devil by his
fallen name, and goes a bit like this, WATCH OUT AND BE DILIGENT SO AS TO
AVOID SATAN'S DEVICES... Preachers great and small, with seminary degree,
believe A HUGE LIE. They do not take the word DEVICES to actually be a super
HI-TEK Machine, capable of negatively effecting energy that exists in the
quantum foam of fifth-dimensional space, in such a spurious and outlandish
way. You see, it effects anything. and I said ANYTHING, that runs or is any
way part of anything ELECTICAL, MECHANICAL, OR BIOLOGICAL, and the reason it
can do this is because all 3 of these things are only real on a 3 dimensional
plane of life as a type of mass times light speed squared on a very unusually
high frequency of P and S cloud inter-orbital atomic signature. The device is
thus able to interfere with the exact signature of subatomic orbiting particles
that cause 4th and 5th dimensional changes or interdimensionalization as some
sci-fi buffs may have seen it used in their favorite shows. This weekend,
everything was hit around me, from my physical body, my electronic home
devices, my automobile, people around me by way of influencing their mental
channel, and on and on. These machines can turn a child into an old dying
lump of clay, as well as the other way around. I have witnessed what it can
do. The only reason I live and breathe and can still speak and type, is
because I too have had my day of reckoning with this magical device. There
is one of these stationary gadget on State Street in Camden, NJ, another one
is in Atlantic City,NJ on Tennessee Avenue above a casino bus parking lot,
and the third one is in Haddonfield, NJ close to the Pennypacker Park in a
Building called Coolie Hall. The other buildings are Recorded Publications
Laboratory, and the ACNJ one is in mid air, as a fire took out the Bolivar
Hotel where it was originally brought into our human world straight from very
high astral planes, by the great Sarah-Stacey Herself, THE ALL MIGHTY God of
our pathetically deluded world. These machines can propagate themselves in
similar fashion to humans who can make babies. Any electrical or mechanical
device that gets close to one of the 3 master devices becomes EMPOWERED, in
a much lessor strength than the original, and the process can endlessly go
on, with power being similar to that of nuclear half-life weak force decaying
4th dimensional cycling. Let me close up chapter 2 of MB by reminding my
readers that the day Mayor Levy took office in ACNJ, notice how the ocean was
sending him a message that he better do a good job and clean up her great
city in the human world. The GREAT SARAH is watching you chief. Goddess Jupiter
transmitted her lightning through the vacuum of space, and into the dark dead
quiet seas of this world. The Atlantic Ocean does not like people who hurt
'THAT BOY', as she has called me for quintillions of endless eons. weather
conditions develop around the entire globe. Should these jets stop doing this,
no new weather would exit anywhere on this world, and I refuse to believe
that top weather channel meteorologists can be unaware and totally oblivious
to this. Not that it would matter, because the minute to try do expose this
crap, your life will rapidly go to hell. Everyone you tell that takes any
interest and tries to assist in getting to the bottom of it, suddenly watches
their life go down the girgler at light speed squared, or warp ten for the
trekkers. Anyone U enlist to help to expose any of the secrets of the gods
and their goofy plans for this game arena we call Earth and life, will watch
all those around them such as friends, spouses, family members, neighbors,
co-workers, and on and on, GO STRAIGHT TO A FIREY H E L L!!!!!!!!!!
They invented the science of psychiatry and psychology, to enable them to list
you as all sorts of iteses and enicks, etc. This works just like the war room
in the pentagon. Before they do any big thing, they already have two or three
cover stories ready to go out should the diareah run smack into the giant fan.
Who really owns the pentagon, and all evil and wickedness around the globe?
When I lived here as David 3K years ago, I put up with this same 'ENEMY
CHANNEL'.
Watch my language choices carefully, my fellow brethren and sistren, I said
channel, it is not, it was not, nor will it ever be, individual persons that
come after U and make U miserable when you are a threat to them through what
I've termed EXPOSURE METHODOLOGY. Now for the GREAT MACHINE and the really
big story on 'my action news'. Their is a powerful and magical scripture in
the Christian King James version of the HOLY BIBLE, that seriously, and not
taken as story or parable; that refers to the so-called devil by his fallen
name, and goes a bit like this, WATCH OUT AND BE DILIGENT SO AS TO AVOID
SATAN'S DEVICES....Preachers great and small, with seminary degree, believe
A HUGE LIE. They do not take the word DEVICES to actually be a super HI-TEK
Machine, capable of negatively effecting energy that exists in the quantum
foam of fifth-dimensional space, in such a spurious and outlandish way. You
see, it effects anything. and I said ANYTHING, that runs or is any way part
of anthing ELECTICAL, MECHANICAL, OR BIOLOGICAL, and the reason it can do
this is because all 3 of these things are only real on a 3 dimensional plane
of life as a type of mass times light speed squared on a very unusually high
frequency of P and S cloud inter-orbital atomic signature. The device is thus
able to interfere with the exact signature of subatomic orbiting particles
that cause 4th and 5th dimensional changes or interdimensionalization as some
sci-fi buffs may have seen it used in their favorite shows. This weekend,
everything was hit around me, from my physical body, my electronic home
devices, my automobile, people around me by way of influencing their mental
channel, and on and on. These machines can turn a child int an old dying lump
of clay, as well as the other way around. I have witnessed what it can do.
The only reason I live and breathe and can still speak and type, is because
I too have had my day of reckoning with this magical device. There is one of
these stationary gadgets on State Street in Camden, NJ, another one is in
Atlantic City, NJ on Tennessee Avenue above a casino bus parking lot, and
the third one is in Haddonfield, NJ close to the Pennypacker Park in a
building called Coolie Hall. The other buildings are Recorded Publications
Laboratory, and the ACNJ one is in mid air, as a fire took out the Bolivar
Hotel where it was originally brought into our human world straight from very
high astral planes, by the great Sarah-Stacey Herself, THE ALL MIGHTY God of
our pathetically deluded world. These machines can propagate themselves in
similar fashion to humans who can make babies. Any electrical or mechanical
device that gets close to one of the 3 master devices becomes EMPOWERED, in
a much lessor strength than the original, and the process can endlessly go
on, with power being similar to that of nuclear half-life weak force decaying
4th dimensional cycling. Let me close up chapter 2 of MB by reminding my
readers that the day Mayor Levy took office in ACNJ, notice how the ocean was
sending him a message that he better do a good job and clean up her great
city in the human world. The GREAT SARAH is watching you chief. Goddess
Jupiter transmitted her lightning through the vacuum of space, and into the
dark dead quiet seas of this world. The Atlantic Ocean does not like people
who hurt 'THAT BOY', as she has called me for quintillions of endless eons.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Chapter 02 Putting A Nightmare Together

I have much to tell u all in order to bring u up to speed. These filthy
slime-bags wrecked me a few days after posting chapter 2. My auto was wrecked,
they fly over in planes and drive by in cars, using the machine I told u about
that effects anything electrical, mechanical, and biological. One minute I am
fine, then boom, u crap your insides out before u can get to a toilet. This has
been going on now since 1986, as previously mentioned where I discuss returning
here from a nightmare, to find myself in a worse realer nightmare of literally
being in HELL.
You will never know what I suffer through. Trying to get my only vehicle
repaired, was literally as difficult as becoming a brain surgeon. All of a
sudden my mechanic has a major emergency due to someone 'just happening to pick
the day I needed help desperately', dropped a dime on him and told school-board
authorities that his children were illegally attending school in the wrong
district. This complex mess led to me not getting help, as the stand by mechanic
did not give a hoot in hot hurl-juice about me, wouldn't answer my phone calls
nor called me. Next day, someone tries to help me, and everything u could
possibly imagine occurred so that I was unable to meet with her at a pre
arranged spot, and it was an endless hell, just attempting to get to the
mechanic shop in order to retrieve my auto. As I type now at Hammonton library,
a super low private CIA-NSA airplane is flying directly overhead to try and
annoy and or frighten me. It won't work dirtballs.
What u must now be brought up to speed on is something called STATISTICAL
TECHNOLOGY and what the 'enemy' is doing with it. For two sick twisted decades,
Ive gone through total bat biting HELL with this total crap. They have created a
game with me where I am in my very life itself in all possible aspects of it,
connected to three seemingly unconnected other items of physical life, these
being the DOW JONES, the PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES, and the PHILADELPHIA FLYERS. AS
totally off the wall and ludicrous as this will sound, it is goddamn real, and is
happening to me. They follow me around day and night and persecute me to death,
to endlessly keep this PARALLEL EVENT, as I have so named it, going and going
forever. They seem to have this all confused with a Coppertop battery, and as I
speak now, a crash level helicopter almost blew the roof off of the library
building. I cannot make anyone believe my hell is real, and they claim justice
exists in this miserable world, or that God is loving and caring, and would
never allow an innocent being to suffer in an unfathomable hell endlessly. But
deep down most of us 21st centers are beginning to realize that all this crap of
standard religion is fed to all of us, with the motive of CONTROLLING US ALL.
The biggest fear is the so called UFO and coverup of the situation, whatever,
like religious stuff, it really is al about. Many movie directors in sci-fi
films, dating from BUCK ROGERS up to X FILES, will tell u that uncle is more
than happy to cooperate with them, and sharing helpful things with them, just so
long as certain ???????? topics and things are left either out of the equation,
or it is reedited in ways uncle is more comfortable with, and if u are ok with
that, they'll bend over backwards with athletic agility, to assist u with making
your sci-fi movie. But if u are hard headed about it, not only does their
cooperation vanish like a morning mist in a hot summer sun, but films have been
lost and burned, and people have indeed been FREAKING ELIMINATED.......I should
have inside info if anyone does, as I worked 2 years in the entertainment
industry. If I lie, I hope my beloved parents are burning in the god's hottest
hell. This is not to imply for a nanominute, that I believe in little green
aliens and ufo ship saucers, and on and on. What I know for fact that is really
going on, is this: We are the gods living here on a lower realm, creating a huge
reality show for us to enjoy as the gods we actually are in the higher realms,
where we are watching our lower selves, in similar fashion I am sure that Susan
Lucci sets her VCR to watch ERICA CANE in the show, while kicked back with a
diet soda and pink salmon, in the privacy and luxury of her own home. I randomly
selected the eats after-all, look at that body for the gods sake, or is she one
of them. In any event, let me revert to thinking with my better and higher head
now, and go on to tell you all what is really happening. DIVERSION AND
DISTRACTION=ANTIHELL. In order to not constantly and infinitely dwell on the
hellish reality that THERE IS NO OBLIVION, u must get into the best possible
killtime so to speak, and no to the men of the world, it really ain't sex. It
must be something longer lasting with an endless fix, and the gods have all
agreed to choose power struggles, physical challenges, contests, and games. This
is why they gave the Romans the gladiators and the fights to the death, and
football to the 19th, 20th, and 21st centuries A.D. Have we as homosapiens
changed one bit with all yo bits and bytes and matrixex and any such
foolishness's of mans reasoning? Say yes and graduate to 'asshoe of the day
club- president and chief executive officer. Just look around after any bloody
gorey accident or crime scene, and watch all the blood thirsty human-vampires,
with their veracious desire to stand around and watch but not lift a lousy
finger to do anything helpful, a real 'LENNY BRISCOE PISSOFF'.
In closing, just know that I intend to tell all that is being done to me, and
all that you ever will do to me, whomever u sick-ass bastards are out there, to
all of cyberspace. It is only a matter of time before I learn how to blog share,
create bulletin boards, chat rooms on the subject of victims of invisible
harassement, join other conspiracy theory groups that I am quite certain must
already exist, and ultimately share petatons of information with other
cybersufferers.
Cruel world, MY MURDER is on the bloody hands of those I mention as I open my
bible called 'OLD TESTAMENT 1995'. No matter what u do to me, I'll survive and
get u all back. A day will come where either you or your great grand children
will meet up with their day of reckoning, for all the terror you have inflicted
on me, my friends, my family, and the murder of my best friend, my mother, and
his mother, by a Freemason named Jonathon Schau. Everything in the book by Dan
brown is a true and accurate account of a real family line from David straight
to me. The curse as wiccans would term it, was passed to me at about age 3 or
so, when the one whom previously bore GOD APPOLOLUCIFER ZOXAISS ZUDLOW's grandson
of ZUDLOW CHRONUS's curse against the family of KING DAVID OF ISREAL, murdered
his wife and mother in law, and then proceeded to hang himself in the cellar of
the home in which he resided in Braintree, Massachusetts. This is the actual
event that occurred, that later would go on to inspire the fictional nonsense in
Ammityville, Long Island, New York.
I'll tell much more in chapter 4 my brethren and sistren, so stay tuned. In
the not all that distant future, they are watching all of this, and all of us,
through very sophisticated TIME-DELAY SATELLITE SYSTEM that I will not attempt
to further elucidate upon at this time.

Chapter 03 Ending Of The Old Testament

I am under constant continuous covert harassement by forces and entities that
the christian scriptures refer to as 'the council'. Calling someone a fool,
according to Messiah Jesus, puts us in danger of this council. Their more new
age and more complete name is the 'MILLIONTH COUNCIL', and they do more than sit
on judgment thrones. They have an incredible ability and that is totally
misunderstood by science, philosophy, ufology, and all other fact/fiction groups
and mindsets. They can throw interactions at us, as though we are sitting a
movie theatre of life, while they transmit to our mind and senses, exactly what
they wish to do, in order for them to run all the worlds of 3rd, 4th, and 5th
dimensional existences to their personal choosing, and their is no stopping or
beating them. They can make you totally fail at everything, no matter how
meticulously you plan and execute your movements.
For 20 years they have persecuted me and made my life a living hell. Each 20
year period back before is not quite as bad, henceforth a dummy can predict my
extremely bleak future.
For weeks they have been flying loud choppers over me where I go or live or
work. They have destroyed all of my electronic equipment, and my automobile.
If I told u that all the top secret Bluebook answers are nothing like you think
they are, u would not believe me, as who the heck am I? Their power source comes
from several things that mortal finite mind can grasp to some point, such as
quantum stationary gravitronic foam channels, but the real power lies in their
power of Etoss, abbreviated from ELECTROMAGNETIC THOUGHT TRANSMISSION AND
OMMISSION SYSTEM. The mind is not u, but to make it understandable to u, you as
'isness of being' or soul existence, simply exist. Time and space R pure
illusion. Reality is non dimensional infinity or us in our true beingness. As
some get on to the truth, power structures become endangered. Separation of
church and state are of course important, even vital, but reality is that one
cannot exist without its counterpart other, a reality of contrast so to speak.
If organized religion closed its door tomorrow, state would be out in the cold
as well. U simply cannot have a meaningful one without another, simple law of
contrast. What is up without down, and what is light without dark? The truth of
what is really going on for example the 'ufo situation', would wipe out the
organized worldly religions, and with that done, state control over the
population is out the door as well.
Whether saucers or aliens exist inside this 100 billion light year sphere is as
meaningless as one particular day in grammar school is to Colin Powell during
the heat of battle in Desert Storm. The fear of the controllers EARTHREALMERS
[government] as well as OTHEREALMERS[the MILLIONTH COUNCIL], both 'the
CONTROLLERS' married in separate beds so to speak is that as general population
gets more and more onto reality and what it really is all about, control over
the many by the powerful few, goes poof.
THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL is the most dangerous thing in the world, and in all the
worlds of possible hyperspace interaction the opposite polarity to zero
dimensional existence at infinity.
I have much more to tell u all in CHP. 5, but I am pressed for time. Just know
that while you live physically, all that is happening is that you are for lack
of better words, being thrown a reality or interactive time fraction. U are
permitted a menu of free will so to speak, but it is meaningless, as we are all
in a sort of a frozen hell, with no beginning and no end, as time just aint real
my friend.
Should Mr. Bush & his pop get up tomorrow morn and tell the citizenry the so
called truth of what the ufo thing is all about, they would simply be telling
you what I am, simply put a bit more elegantly and eloquently. But let me try to
tell the world the truth, forget it, as I am poor little Mister Nobody.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Chapter 04 Moving In The 5th Dimension

Here we go again my friends of the 6th dimension, those lovely invisible things
that exist similarly to dots on a disc ROM waiting for the laser beam to bring
their conscious awareness to void infinity, into endless possible individual
interactions in the great hyperspace. Hyperspace, referred to in this bible from
now on as 'HS', is the fifth dimensional reality of the endless upline and
downline reality above it all that will eventually loop down on each end and
with sufficient force to loop the falling infinity-ends into a loop, just as is
occurring in lower dimensions. Take a straight line and extend it out to the left
and right long enough, and it comes under effect of gravitron-reality. The world
stole the matrix idea from me, as I talked about it long before anybody, in the
70"s as a matter of fact. In truth, there is no machine, computer, program,
intelligent single or combined entity or force, or what have you. It is a bit
bigger, yet much simpler than all that. Reality is so incredibly simple that you
will never believe nor understand me, as I do live in and AS pure reality, and
while not in the sixth dimension of MIND, which contains all mind, thought,
brain, memory biological, mechanical, the cyberspace, and all else u could ever
immagine, I live in endless interactions of 5-D reality of what science now
refers to as HS. Think back to when u could only crawl, then later, wow, u could
walk, then later still, Jesusholymoses, u could run. Before u could do any of
these things, u could not do them. Does this say you can fly, transport yourself
beyond death, and more, the answer is a resounding YES, but it is naturally a
conditionally based yes. Before I totally knew that I could move in the 4th
dimension, like u I was totally stuck in the 3rd. Later, upon realizing I could
move in the 5th, again I did so, sort of a new "going from crawl to walk to run"
situation.
Believe me or not, this is always up to u. Once I began living fifth
dimensionally, the limitations of 3-D life, totally remove themselves from an
entities reality, and it becomes an entity of true and real BEINGNESS, subject
only to 6th dimensional upline/downline multiverse system, and 7th dimensional
LAWTRONICS above that. This is what the words imply, they tell the tronics, the
ARCHITECTS AND BUILDERS OF THE DREAMWORLDS, what do do, the rules such as
gravitation, time, space-time brain's inter-phase in individual dream sequences
or 'lifetimes' which all exist as one simultaneous cosmic 5-D reality, and on
infinitim.
One life seems real to us, and all others seem to come from falling asleep,
hallucinogenic medications, over-boozing, and physical body damage and total
eventual demise. This is a huge cosmic illusion that will endlessly LIE to all
unenlightened beings and entities that do not start to see 5-D reality, and then
go on to live in it. Back to the baby whom learns to crawl and walk, and later
as the child, to run:No one with color TV is willing to return to watching B&W,
nor stereo-hi-fi listeners are willing to even entertain the notion of giving
this up for the return ear punishing hand held 1961 transistor radio with the
one half inch tin speaker in mono. U can all hate me in 2K6, but I look at all
of u that insist on living your 3-D lives, as the EPITOME OF
DINASOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Death has no claim over a 5th dimensional being. Death is a three dimensional
reality that passes through me as the air does as I walk down the block. Time,
age, gravity, to me, all nothing but 3-D illusions.
But I have an enemy force that also comes from and quite actually IS 5TH
DIMENSIONAL. Before going on, let me tell you that they have made that first day
of 2K6 spring, and every spring day since, A TOTAL NIGHTMARE INFINITE H E L L
FOR ME. Their power lies far beyond your concept of any religion practiced on
this ball of puke, and their dangerous and vicious mind control techniques on
3-D biological beings like all of u is beyond unconscionable and horrific, it is
more revolting than a trillion monkeys and pigs hurling right down our throats
every second of our lives. We all are constantly being cheated out of a tiny bit
of 'heaven' so to speak, that would at least distract us from the awesome awful
and unfathomable hell condition we are all endlessly in, NO WAY TO REACH
OBLIVION. Once you're 'here', you have always been here and will always be here,
as all time is one time, and only illusion tells u not to realize this total
truth. OBLIVION, the greatest thing that ever could be, is unreachable. To
distract out of this nightmare, we on higher astral levels torment our lower
probe like selves here on Earth, with constant games, CHALLENGES, CONTESTS,
POWER STRUGGLES OVER MATEA AND SEX, LAND, MIGHT, AND THE MONEY ORIENTED EGO
SPACE TIME SELF TYOE OF THINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE HUGEST GAME PLAYED IS WITH ME FOR TWENTY GODDAMN YEARS OR MORE NOW, iT
and it is called PARALLEL EVENT, the greatest keopt secret in all the USA black
file agencies, that are run and operated by these sick and twisted gods. With me
they chose two Philadelphia sports teams and the dow jones stock market system.
When Phillies win, Flyers lose and market is down. Concentrically, when Phillies
lose, Flyers win and market is up. Check the way 90% of the time these stats go
together. Now for the real clicker and stone cruncher: When my life is running
good, a very rare occasion, this translates to market down , Flyers lose, and
phillies win. when my life is running bad, a very constant shituation, no the
word was not misspelled, the Phillies are dying, and the DOW AND THE FLYERS ARE
FREAKING F L Y I N G, YES F L Y I N G, and to keep the market and Flyers hot and
the poor Phillies forever crushed, they constantly make my freaking life a total
total total infinite burning N I G H T M A R E H E L L !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have been dealing with these scummy scuzzy turds 4 a very long time, and I
could have either let them win and drive me mad, as they have many others before
me that u think the poor bastards are just cooks in a rubber room banging their
heads and screaming for martin sheen's hand, but instead I chose to stand and
fight in ways that no other mortal or master has ever had to do quite like me,
in the history of our entire 5-D multiverse. Now my mission is to tell the world
what these vicious scum are doing to me, even though it really is not them, but
scummy gods operating their vicious ETTOS POWER through them, and these are the
main group involved in bringing me down, not that there are not also many
sub-groups: DONNA SUMMER, DONALD TRUMP, ROBERT MCGUIRE, ED SNYDER, SARAH CALLIO,
FRANK CALLIO, THOMAS J. REALE, PAULA KING, BOBBY CLARK-FLYERS GENERAL
MANAGER,MR. MARTINO OF MARTINOS RESTAURANT IN CLARIDGE CASINO OF ATLANTIC CITY,
AND ACNJ 'MAYOR, THE HONORABLE WOMANIZING EX CHIEF OF THE BEACH PATROL, BOB
LEVY, CERTAIN PERSONS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT IN STATE AND ON TOWNSHIP LEVELS, THE
ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY.
In closing today, permit me to tell u that I am under a death siege by the CIA,
NRO, FBI, NSA, OSS which is not existing under same name but is the old
presidents secret service, all these people have no case against me. My father
was a loyal US Naval Officer and served in WW2. I have never been part of any
group that is in any way pro-violence, nor am I a violent individual, I have no
criminal nor police record, nor nor in jouvenile years, and there is no reason
for my constant persecution. If this was the fair and free nation it advertises
to be in this world, I would have recourse. I do not. I have tried for 2 decades
to get help, and all I get is treated very poorly by my civil servants,
congressmen s assistants, and numerous local and state authorities. Once they
cuffed me and took me to Cherry Hill, NJ crises Center, and had the nerve to
send a bill, which I said I would sue the Township if forced to pay as I was
taken against my will, for merely going to a police station and reporting to
them that 1 of their officers was always following and stalking me, Rocco, a
good friend of Callio. Today and 4 at least most of this month, I have had major
military siege, low loud jets and choppers and bomber planes flying over my
residence and wherever I go. They use mind controlling ETTOS to make all those
around me just vehemently believe that I am just a crazy pathetic nutcase.
Again, from prior writings in the MORIANITY BIBLE, ETTOS stands for their most
deadly weapon, more than a million hydrogen bombs put together, ELECTROMAGNETIC
THOUGHT TRANSMISSION AND OMMISSION SYSTEM. May the gods burn in hell, yea ya
bitches, there is no oblivion and eternal rest and peace for any of u pricks,
NOT FREKIN' E V E R!!!!!

Tuesday, April 04, 2006 Chapter 5 They Cannot Be Shamed, Can Any Of U?

Good afternoon my friends, and enemies in this lovely 5th dimensional inter-
action we all share, either as us the probes of the lower life parts of us,
or as the gods of the higher life parts of us. Every year the Philadelphia
Phillies baseball team SUCKS, and every year the Philadelphia Flyers hockey
team soars through the sky like a showoff eagle. None of it is legit, and you
are all wasting your time and money with these teams, as IT IS TOTALLY 100%
FIXED. Not fixed like mob crap, this shituation is on a much larger level.
They will never get anything but SMASHED TO PIECES< the Phillies that is, in
their annual home opener, and I totally know the reason why, although nobody
anywhere chooses to believe in anything that I tell them.I have no cosmic gun
to your head, and you will all choose to believe what you want. By screwing
with me, it causes a PARALELL EVENT, a cosmic connection of two totally un-
related events to occur due to events in reality being nothing more than
combinations of subatomic number values, so to speak, and though u don't see
how the connections can be real, they are. U must keep in mind that the gods
love to use the DISTRACTION of GAMES, and other things like power struggles,
challenges, reality TV shows in our century, and on and on, dating back to
the gladiators, and its present close counterpart---FOOTBALL---and professional
sports in general. THIS ENTIRE THING IS TO D I S T R A C T THEM, AND US IN
OUR LOWER BEINGNESS PART OF THEM WHILE WE 'LIVE' PHYSICALLY HERE ON THIS EVIL
SINCURSED EARTH. DISTRACTION FROM WHAT? What else? THAT THERE IS NO FREAKING
O B L I V I O N. With a little humor imparted into this, we all in our true
being selves, simply exist in VOID INFINITY< TOTAL NOTHINGNESS, no mind, no
dimension, no things, not even time in which to be interactive in the situation,
yet, and this I swear be truth, AWARENESS or mind-dimensional- existence, is
reality, and it is all reality, and nothing else is reality, because unless
u dream out and away from zero dimensional void infinity ALL THAT THERE IS
OR EVER CAN BE is absolutely nothing, yet awareness to this, or the dimension
of existence or THE 6TH DIMENSION, 1 and the same as zero dimensional void
infinity, there is no cold nor heat, you are not sitting, standing or laying
down, you are not floating. However there is always awareness to this infinity,
sort of a MIND DIMENSION, or the 6th D so to speak, and no option 3 exists.
We as the gods are always aware that we SIMPLY EXIST, and henceforth, we have
the option of existing at and as infinity, or dreaming out and away from it
into endless interactions of hyperspace. Until u can c this truth, you will
remain forever trapped in what old earth religion systems call maya or mya,
translated "COSMIC ILLUSION". The gods part of our infiniteness or beingness,
never can shut off fully so they must distract. Using PARALELL EVENT against
me is their favorite game from early in1986 through this very day. I will be
evicted within 30 days for no fault of my own, another CIA stunt, to make sure
not only Phils home opener was ruined, but Bobby fart-barf Clark gets his
Stanley Cup win in a few weeks with his dirtbag cheating Flyers hockey team.
No shame, no they all have no shame, while they enjoy wrecking my pathetic
life endlessly. But somewhere out there, be it a priest or someone else that
has in some way been confessed to, you have a cosmic duty if u know of my
torture, to come forward and speak out 2 the authorities. If you do not,
you're own belief systems will kick in, and you will most certainly die someday,
and ENDLESSLY R O T - I N - H E L L........ THAT IS H E L L !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, April 10,

Chapter 6 Uforce, Milituforce, And Chemtrail Death

OBVIOUSLY I AM BEING HACKED BY THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL. CANNOT MAKE THE LETTERING
CASE GO TO THE SMALL MODE. Well, even I can learn some things about these
wonders of nuts and bolts, I repaired the problem. I am under the worst siege
of my life, the beautiful blue skies of Atlantic County, New Jersey have been
totally turned to gray, by these miserable filthy skumholes, well, to be one,
you must come from one, and let me proclaim right now fellows, your moms really
sweated up the sheets with me last night, wow-wow-and WO! What tears it for
me is that no one else whom is not the target of the harassment, ever notices
it no matter if a jet bomber lands in a wawa parking lot, and this is what
Master Jesus of Nazareth obviously and blatantly refers to as "for those whom
have eyes and see not, and ears, but heareth not". The scriptures come totally
to life for me, as I am one son of a bitch who has, nor needs, ABSOLUTELY NO
SPIRITUAL FAITH. I do not believe in the "spiritual" or otherworldly realities,
instead I ABSOLUTELY KNOW WITH TOTAL ASSURANCE, that it is all real and true.
Why don't any of u out there ever realize that these ufo pricks are changing
our weather, and turning our beautiful blue skies blue? Are u all so freaking
blind? Road rage, attention deficit disorder, school violence, fibromyalgia,
many new diseases and blood abnormalities, cancers, and the list goes on and
on, are all coming from these wicked filthy P O I S O N O U S K E M T R A I L S
w a k e u p p e o p l e !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HAVE YOU EYES AND SEE NOT, AND BRAIN THAT FREKIN' THINKS NOT? I am going to
tell u a huge secret today that they do not want u to know. 500,000 years
from today in distant 'EXISTANCE SPHERES' that are 500,000 light years away,
we in the future, us really but it is too complex to go into, happen to see
our TV and hear our radio, and this is of course long after they know or
remember what it is all about, as there is no entertainment then. Complex
hyperspacial interference on the mental channel results, and we are playing
a game with our own selves here in the past with all this weird
saucer/alien/etc.
crap. Everything is as real and as unreal as we make it be on the sixth
dimension of MIND.

Thursday, April 27,

2006 Chapter 7 Forbidden Information

And a good good day to you, friends and foes of MORIANITY, yes I am still here
and surviving all of your vicious attacks, OTAMMSKUM. Pretending my name is
Michael Mountainpen, which it is not, I assure you, the initials are like
the candy, yummy, no not me. But now the word stands for ORGANIZED TRASH
AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, O T A M M. Obviously, a moron can see why I have
called such wicked pure filth by this code name. Starting at 2 P.M. yesterday,
Wed., 4/26/6, I was furiously and viciously assaulted, without provocation, as
with all times of attack, and it is going on well into today, the 27th. I was
merely putting gasoline in my vehicle, when out of nowhere, along comes, no
not a spider, but a super loud piecea shit Harliegh motor-sickle, who gunned
passes me with intent, and my ear still hurts today. If I had the tag, I would
call the prosecutors office, the police, and then onto an injury lawyer, to
sue the freaking fat bass-turd for all the slob's insurance company is forced
by jersey-jury-award, to pay me. It was only starting at this point, no where
near to being over! 6,7, maybe 8 minutes later, after finishing gassing up,
and with 3 gallons of ice cream in a hot car that they know is hot as they
broke the air conditioning system in it on 3 separate occasions, finally forcing
me to give up repairing the bitch. Hence and hitherto, they knew they could
easily wreck my ice cream and turn it into milk-trash, by doing what they do
to me on many occasions: STAGE A PHONY CAR AND ROAD INCIDENT. This is exactly
what they did, right by WAWA store in Hammonton, NJ, on route 30. Fortunately
I thought fast. I saw what was happening, and not the 3- Dimensional road
situation, STOP FRIGGIN LIVING SO DAMN THREE DEEINGLY, JESUS. THINGS DON'T
JUST HAPPEN, OUR UNCONSCIOUS COLLECTIVE MIND AS THE GODS ARE PLAYING WITH
THEMSELVES, LITERALLY, THROUGH ALL OF US. They cannot take the painful hellish
nightmarish torment that there is never never never never any end to existence,
how can their be for the gods sake, we simply exist, UNCONSCIOUS AWARENESS AT
INFINITY IS ALL THAT IS REAL. DREAMWORLDS CAN BE CREATED FOR AMUSEMENT AND
ENTERTAINMENT, PERHAPS BETTER SAID AS A KILL-TIME, BUT THE TIME AS WELL AS THE
INTERACTIONS ARE ALL NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR, OR OUR, CREATED DREAMS. Being
totally unconscious to the things containing dimension, we as the gods in
infinity naturally must start our dreaming on what mystics and psychics refer
to as ASTRAL REALMS OR PLANES. You cannot choose to be a character in physical
life, a mountain, or a star, from infinity, so you first dream out and away
from this void nothingness which is in truth total absolute reality, and then
from astral realities, we all get together and form societies, concepts,
ideas, and imaginings of all various sorts. Some of the dream-downs from there
to here in physicality are made as is so to speak, while other astral
entities known by forces of the 'MILLIONTH COUNCIL', as 'phase-4' beings.
These dudes and duddesses get here in physicality through the imaginings of
people like mystery writers, story and folk lore tellers, TV sci-fi creators,
fictional book authors, and the list goes on. Every fantasy u will ever have
in a human life, is them coming alive through u, and u must become aware of
these great secret mysteries as u become more enlightened to the truths of
which I tell, lest, major troubles and hassles await ye my brethren and
sistren. Think about it in hi-tek terms with this example. It is two thousand
eighty five now. It is 7 at night and a warm late autumn breeze is blowing
softly through your screen enclosed outer deck at your summer home at the
shore. You and 3 buddies, all 25-35 are putting away beer and pretzels, and
staring out at the sunset over your lovely California Pacific Ocean panoramic
view that u crack a 14K monthly nut to combinely rent from Trumps rich grandson.
But who is looking at the warm or the sunset after 4 super beauty queens come
by strutting it at full blast, with triple-D-cup bikinis, showing just about
the whole wax-ball. But alas, shit, they are not interested at all in the guys,
as they are a 3- way 'lez team'. No cold shower, or early evening ocean swim is
gonna take the knots outa these dudes shorts. Hey, screw it, we have virtual
reality, and not those toys back in the thirties or forties. Wham, in they go
to the made up beach, seems totally real. Scanner pixed out the 3 babes, and
already digitally recreated them, only they have but one thing on their minds,
exactly what u told the computer to tell them to have on their minds. 3 days
later, as in our part of the century back here, machines break, the crap's
being serviced, Big jojo maheeken forgets that however when he gets a bit
bombed that night. He walks out the real door and rapes the real girls or one
anyway, before the other 2 six foot 3 amazons tear both his arms half off,
and rip off mister Johnson in the final con-game of his poor bastard life. I
may overdo it a bit in my illustrations in order to make a point, hay, so
sue me, I ain't got squat and a half !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FORBIDDEN INFORMATION can be transmitted.
It simply cannot be received. I can shout what I know from the highest mountain,
the furtherest star or the deepest cavern. I do not get stopped, other than
knowing that I am totally wasting my time, as all listeners to forbidden info
are getting it encrypted, and cannot break code unless the gods will and allow
it. Do u really doubt that unconsciousness is what controls all shit here in
physical life on planet earth? Did u ever hear of medical conditions called
'HYSTERICAL-NON SYSTEMIC'? A great old TV show from the start of the 1970's,
called MEDICAL CENTER showed two of these cases that I remember seeing, no pun
meant, a girl named Lucy with hysterical blindness, and a boy named Carl with
hysterical deafness. Translation: they were totally blind and deaf, yet the
ear and eye remained undamaged. The conscious mind could not deal with vulgar
things that these two teenagers saw their parents do, the cases were unrelated
from two separate shows, but in any event, unconsciousness that is in TOTAL
CONTROL OF ALL, ON EARTH OR THE SO CALLED HEAVENS, kicked in to protect the
sanity of these youngsters. The memory stored in conscious mind of the horrific
deeds, were grabbed by unconscious mind and locked out of conscious mind,
causing the sight or sound of the bad deed to be closed off from contact with
normal waking brain. The things that fade behind us int deep seeming nothingness,
are indeed in the void infinity. Many mystics trance out to shut off this waking
world as you call it, they really are waking up out of their dream. Now as you
turn off this created dreamworld, the real astral worlds begin to surface,
and the even more real truth of the void infinity lies, no not above that, for
that is all there is, and what really is,TOTAL VOID, NOTHINGNESS. Since
existence in 5-D hyperspace, the void, or tween-astral life are what there is, that is
it. You can never hope to ever reach that blissful nirvana that the enlightened
tell you can be found. Nirvanic oblivion is not an option, NO WAY JOSE', and
sorry to be hell's worst messenger, but somebody's gotta tell it true little
Tammie, not that it can be received, for what I tell is FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE
AND INFORMATION. Finally, life loopers verses life continuers will be harped
on lots more in the 7th chapter of MORIANITY BIBLE. I'll graze peach fuzz off
the top of the berg that gave the Titanic to my lovely Sarah-Stacey, just
peach fuzz 4 now, no big elabs or elucis. People who have the power over us
in all facets of life, be it kings, presidents, mayors, billionaires, successful
entertainers and athletes, and on and on, are actually, unconscious LIFE LOOP
CORRECTORS, REPEATING AT THE POINT OF DEATH, WHAT THEY JUST DID, RESENDING THE
SAME ENERGY BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, IN ORDER TO CONSCIOUSLY ATTEMOT TO
CORRECT SOMETHING THAT MADE THEIR LIFE BAD OR KEPT IT FROM BEING GOOD, THEY
CAN ALSO BE REFERRED TO AS HYPERSPACE TRAVELERS. You do not have to wait to
die if you get totally on to all that is going on and learn to live within
new and extended boundaries and parameters. To my best knowledge, the gods
chose only one mortal, M E-------------------------that's M E, all other HS
travel is going on around us totally in the unconscious collective, or
referred to a bit ignorantly in the1960's as COSMIC MIND. Do not misunderstand,
the term is fantastic, but many 69's kids were throwing phrases like cosmic
mind and cosmic consciousness around like Mitch Williams did in the 93 world
series, but that only cost us our game, sure I am still pissed to hell, but
using knowledge 99% or less of its totao accuracy is like kids in a sandbox
playing with nuclear powered devices andatom smashers, no,no,no,no, and please,
another unequivocal N O. More will be hashed around about the 7 dimensions
from systems makers, down to daughter multiverses, thickening life energies,
why it causes that deja voo sensation, and much more. Very soon, I will be
contacting search engines and paying to create and advertise my website that
will be called www.morianitybible.com/, but it has not yet fallen into your
conscious illusion of 4-D space yet, so be a lookin, and I'll keep a tellin
like it is.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Chapter 8 Under A Death Siege from OTAMMSKUM,

Again it is the 2nd day of may, a time each year when my dirtbag fiends and
foes love to turn up the torment and torture of a totally innocent victim,
namely ME. It started at a Citgo Gas Station at about 2 in the afternoon last
Thursday. I am under a major military attack, by these filth-balls, CHOPPERS
LOUD AND LOW OVER MY HOUSE, FOLLOWING ME, DEATH CHEMTRAILS EVERYWHERE, AND
PROPERTY DAMAGE TO MY AUTOMOBILE TO THE TUNE OF ABOUT 300 SMACKIOS. THEY PUT
LOUD STRANGE NOISES THROUGH THE PHONE, RADIO, TV, ANYTHING JUST TO MAKE MY
LIFE A F------ LIVING NIGHTMARE HELL, WITH NO BEGINNING NOR ENDING. To get my
revenge or said better, my justice, I say things on the blog that I know they
want hushed up. First, there is a secret society that I have named the
TURDBIRD LEVIATHIN BLACK BROTHERHOOD, OR THE T.L.B.B. FOR SHORT. This bunch
of lowlife does things that have already been discussed on educational TV
as well as things only I know about. There was a man in L.A., Cal., back
around the turn of the century who was wealthy and bored to tears. He went
driving down streets of the city with the windows to his 'the,' 92K Porsche
ego-junk-car, swearing at all the people he would run into at lights and stop
signs. He had it all, and was bored to deification, and basicly angry at the
world without provocation. One day, a member of the TLBB contacted the person
with a message that he knew a way to bring new thrill into his boring rich
dirtbag life, JOIN US. We, like you, only ORGANIZED, do basicly what you do,
only we pick a target. We choose some poor schmuck for no other reason than
the fact that they can, they have T H E F R E A K I N G P O W E R, and cannot
ever be stopped. We make the poor bastards life totally miserable, we have
our ways of learning all his likes and dislikes, all his friends, enemies,
U name it, we know all about it. They are behind a music group in London,
England, called the 'POLICE', and the song a quarter century back- yesterday
to me, with those famous lyrics,"EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE, EVERY MOVE U MAKE,
EVERY SMILE U FAKE, WE'LL BE WATCHING U." This is real funny to these miserable
hurl-buckets. Then they find people like this 'fella in el-a', and group 10 or
some of them together to HELLRULE an area. Right now and since about the mid
eighties of last century, this is what has been going on against me, and
there's no stopping them. On the C.S.I. TELEVISION SHOW from about 2 years
back, one of their more often used antics, at least on me; was used for the
plot on the show, and a special commentary was given in addition, that this
is real and happening, and that some secret evil group was behind it, I AM
REFERRING TO F L A S H M O B S !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another powerful tool they use
is computer hacking, as well as intimations of a persons friends and family
with invisible torment. They start to realize that being in your company
causes too much shit to happen to them, so boom, they OSTRASIZE U. When I
tried to do this blog today, the library staff had to shut down and reboot
the entire computer system, it had been completely H A C K E D. They can stage
all types of phony road incidents and accidents, and cause a targeted person
to believe they are going nuts, after-all, this is what the society around us
will tell us when all we try to do is stick up for our rights and get the
never ending harassment stopped. THE GODS ARE INSIDE US, TOTALLY BORED TO
TEARS WITH ENDLESS EXISTANCE AND AWARENESS, AND ACT OUT ALL OF THIS THROUGH
THEIR HUMAN COUNTERPARTS, THE B L A C K B R O T H E R H O O D to whom previously
I referred to. A huge secret cat that they definitely want IN THE BAG, is that
all things occurring here on earth in this life of so called physicality, is
totally at the whim and control of the unconsciousness, not the conscious
minds of all of us, but as the 60's kids said it so well, the UNCONSCIOUS
COLLECTIVE, OR EVEN BETTER PUT IN NOMANCLACHURE, C O S M I C M I N D !!!!!!!
Another huge secrets is the one most powerful being in our multiverse, the
GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, HAS SOME VERY M A G I C A L NUMBERS
THAT ONLY SHE OR 'IT' UNDERSTANDS, AND 2 of them are 7 and 12. These numbers
tell the entire story of everything, and can unlock any mystery and answer
any unknown. Of course u must know how to use these #'s. Another huge secret
they do not want u to know is the fact that one of the most important sub-
atomic particles in the multiverse, the electron, is highly intelligent, and
when her random code is broken through 23rd century zero-dimensional technology,
[Z.D.T.], THE WORD IMPOSSIBLE REMOVES FROM THE DICTIONARY AUTOMATICALLY. I am
not being cute, take a million words and include the word IMPOSSIBLE in those
million words, and with a series of electronic gagets that only I know how to
assemble together and properly use, the word impossible disappears from the
list, leaving 999,999 words in the group, and this random word is the one hit
out on the system every time u tie a random programmer into the system, and
put the word back in, in any order u may choose, don't u wish u could pick
lotto numbers like this, I know I sure do, and won't deny it for a nano-minute.
New Jersey casinos are all controlled by the C>I>A>, through a very secret
dummy company domino pattern, but it all leads to MARY CARTER PAINTS CO. Look
at the initials in Mary Carter, like MARTINO/CALLIO, MILLIONTH COUNCIL, AND
I COULD GO ON. WANT TO GET MORE EDUCATED ON SOME REALLT POWERFUL CRAP? HERE
ARE 2 WEBSITES THAT U NEED TO CHECK OUT BIG TIME: WWW.FIREDOGLAKE.COM , AND
WWW.gadfly01.blogspot.com , go here and learn more wild things, meanwhile, if
I make it through the day, I will tell much much more, but be ready for life-
changing experience, nothing is free. I do not want your money, but I do want
the rest of the multiverse to share hell with me, why should I have to go it
alone? Bye for now, p.s. calm down Sarah-Stacey, I know your mood by what your
waters do off your great city in the human-world, I am always watching u, even
in your human form big S. Your favorite line when u and your girlfriend drive
over those RR tracks, "I don't think I can go for any of that". Remember I
can move into dual awareness state in ten seconds flat, and be invisibly in
the back seat of your car. Oh, and chief, saw u again with that luscious blond,
shame on u, u love your adorable wife so much, or so u told us all before
the election. I AM WATCHING ALL OF U LIKE A HAWK, LOOK UP, AND SEE ALL THE
BIG BLACK BIRDS, THEY TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Chapter 9 Donna's Deal With KRASSLE

Time limits me today, as it is one of those days when it all is going
big time wrong. I have been under a death siege NIGHTMARE HELL since
April 27 at 2 PM at the Chisilhurst, NJ Citgo gas station. Attacks
appear in the illusion, to come & go. In reality, this is not the case.
We all move or SHIFT from one reality into another, with almost every
chemical change that takes place in the brain that produces the physical
space-time personality of u. Not even needing to go from wakefulness to
dream state or back, but with each slight mood shift, or change of mind
or new thought pattern, we all slowly move off of what is for lack of
better words, moving reality center-lines or MRC's. Whatever 'mu mind did at th' (some weird hack from back long ago) YO.

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theansweristheqyuestion

hammonton, new jersey, United States

Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness. And yes whoever managed 2 add it in here some years later, “QUITE INTENSE” INDEED, & BEYOND EVEN MY WILDEST NOTIONS FROM THESTART OF THESE 2006 BLOGS, YO.

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I owe the great Blogger-dot-come-peeps one large apology and it is now arriving, and officially today, on this Saturday evening, at 12 minutes past the hour of six, on 25 March, 2023. It appears that they did not remove anything, but there R some weird worms as mentioned at the top of this CAPPING recopy job. Since nobody ever enjoys one small wee bit, being accused of things that they did naught do, lovely Mizz 1983 Blake of AT&T's Annoyance Caller Bureau, I should refrain from accusing anyone directly of doing anything as yes, I admit fully and openly 2 naught having any complete 100% PROOF 2 even one small item, other than 4 the times that I did have total utter proofs and we all know that this also led the poor pitiful Non-Ron Mountainpen only into the usual Huntington Curse caused futile despair, such as that horrendous night of 10 January in the year of 1990 while residing at 1102 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, and taking a tape of a bomb threat made 2 me and my poor elderly mom at the time, over 2 the Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG POLICE DEPARTMENT, and ending up completely mistreated by 'Lieutenant Pukehead Sakavich', and my problem absolutely ignored, and me taken 2 the famous 'POWERFUL PEEPS GETTING ENDLESSLY AWAY WITH STUFF', Cherry Hill Crisis Center, where my real honest woe-whiz-me troubles from HELL (DOGTOWN) R simply and very magically transferred into that twilight zone system of the realm of psychiatry.

I cannot wait for the end of May, as the Community Center shuts down until early in December, and good riddance 2 these now continuous loud parties all the time in there. It is really booming in there tonight and I knew it would B earlier in the day, as when peeps R in there organizing junk very early on in the day, I CAN DEPEND ON A HUUUUUUUUGE PARTY that evening, it is 100%accurate and nobody needs 2B a frikkin' darn butt eating psychic 2 know it in advance, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I first moved here, we were right smack dab in the middle of the global frikkin' pandemic known as the COVID-19-CRISIS, so peeps were naught socializing. It was very beautiful music 2 my antisocial ears!!! Things now R quite different leading me 2 a quick but powerful pernt, Mister Archibald Bunkerqueens.

Shall we hope that this 9^th chapter of the BB2AAICI-2023 does naught get 'brutally-ass-attacked' and censored off the internet oh great illustrious unpleasant world out dare' YO!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE fwolks and all wonderful and silwee 'whaaaaaa-bits' 2, YO YO YO BRRRRRR.

BB2AAICI—2023—CHAPTER 9

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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EARLY ON SATURDAY EVENING

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• RATS, TATS, & PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

SATURDAY, MARCH 25, 2023

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 4:6

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.

WANING CRESCENT------(WN-C)

WANING GIBBOUS--------(WN-G)

WAXING CRESCENT------(WX-C)

WAXING GIBBOUS---------(WX-G)

BLOG END TIME: 6:37 P.M.

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BB2AAICI—2023—CHAPTER 8

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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LATE SATURDAY MORNING

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• To Whom It May Concern From The Head Morian

• RATS, TATS, & PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL

The 2^nd constant, after light-velocity is as follows:

WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE

WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

SATURDAY, MARCH 25, 2023

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 4:6

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.

No folks, I do not make complaints that have no basis in reality. Nothing that I say is outside of reality. When I talk of the CJS or any system at least in this present time here in America where I must reside at least 4 right now as of the date this blog posts up, and make statements such as my having no respect whatsoever 4 any system that not only favors the big shots and screws all of the little people who R of course totally without recourse or ability 2 properly defend ourselves; it is not one small bit without merit and truth. The news reports from yesterday talk about how TRUMP is making major threats if he is arrested, 2 have violence done all over the place, so that he as always, GETS HIS WAY ENDLESSLY AND FOREVER, just as Morianity and Mountainpen has said and claimed goes on with him ever since these blogs started more than 17 YEARS BACK. Does he get thrown off the internet or censored when he threatens violence? NO SIR! Do I, when I do not EVER ENGAGE IN THAT completely vulgar and constitutionally illegal behavior? YES SIR! All I am asking here, OH BLOGGER TEAM and anyone else, is thisssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! JUST EXACTLY HOW IS THIS FAIR?????????????????

Now 4 just a wee-tad bit more on the great apartment studio that is naught a STUDIO-APARTMENT. U would in fact not think that it would in any way B connected with reversals, family trips to a local seashore town in 2009, and any other remotely connected issue of pluses and minuses, or folks remotely named or 'SYFY connected' 2 Lazarus. But a lot of twuwee smart Blogaudians out there know that this just ain't frikkin' so, don't they? So 2 add a few morsel tidbits of additional stuff here, and some may already have indeed been prior-blogged back 4-8 years ago while I lived at the miserable frikkin' PEEHA Building, but let me add in more now as well as refresh the entire matter of my days at Cooley Hall and the recess times in the autumn of 1972. Many times, Mike Sodas, Jerry Heitzmann, Bruce Pennock, Bob McDowell, and myself would hang out together in what some in school then as well as today, might consider 2B a 'click'. Now because last night produced a significant medium sized Spammenies-Assault on the Mountainpen, or what may B called in future blogging texts 4 a shortened abbreviation, a SAM, and 2B even cuter occasionally, I may call it, a 'SAM by the SPAM', but because of last night's SAM that seems 2B still continuing on, small 2 medium in intensity but there nonetheless; I won't spare the blogs on what I now say and tell, as long as it is the only large thing that I say and tell on this counterstrike by Mountainpen here today, as I think I'm learning how my censorship rules work and I am learning 2 live within these stringent guidelines of totally UNFAIR practices, but a reality nonetheless. Insanity is not accepting reality, and as I've claimed right along, I am not goddessdog insane, folks. Yes, planes and chemtrails R ongoing today after this assault that began at half past six last night is obviously ongoing today as a continuation. So here goes a full detailed account of the property of the Cooley Hall of Haddonfield, that historic part of southwestern 'No Joysey', and how it fits into a nearly 4-decade future time named Hollywood movie-studio, the great illustrious (A-24, and also L-G). No peeps, naught L-G as in life-guard or 12-7, but still a 12-7, as in my I-Ching 12-7-1996 Pearl Harbor Day trip 2C PINK GODDESS on her great and mighty 10-SC Avenue, and her great game, the GTNOTG where she cleverly led me 2 figure out nearly 2 decades afterward, this was all about trying to figure out the TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS ALL AROUND ME in my Huntington Cursed LIFE of HELLISH-DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now in this large property area surrounding the Cooley Hall, as well as two other structures for the residential non-day-students of this school, and also a home and another small structure, all on this property; there was quite a bit of open area, most of it grassy fielded areas, but a few woods also in-between the southern borderline and the neighborhood school called Haddonfield High. Then the Pennypacker Park woods surrounded both of these two schools on all directions except 4 the east, and the east was bordered by Kings Highway, the famous road named a long time ago for the one and only English King GEORGE. Now this click that I was a part of and during the lunch break or recess period as it all was one 60 minute period; we all had eaten our food stuffs in 15-20 minutes, leaving the remainder of the time 2 just goof off as kids would call it, and back then, I, at least in present lifetime, was a kid. So many times we goofed off all over this large area, and on one particular occasion we were up at the Kings Highway borderline property at the far southeastern border and corner where there was a pathway that began leading towards where later on there was a narrow and long field of wooded area that border-lined the football field and the jogger path, that most American high schools all have; and this belonged 2 that next door school, the HHS. Right at this location was a large gate that if unlocked could gain access to the sidewalk that was part of the Kings Highway off of the property. This gate had a really large lion head on it like what we all have seen when watching that marvelous Charles Dickens “Christmas Carol” movie with Ebeneezer Scrooge's home. This was the one real and true LIONS GATE, at the world famous Haddonfield, New Jersey's KINGS HIGHWAY, and the only thing missing on it was my previous apartment number from at the time, 2 address B4 my current address of Dellway Arms Apartments in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG. Yes there R tons more things 2 tell and 4 me 2 say 2 all of U, but I, unlike my distant Cuzz from my Chicago branch of my family, my mom's cousin's wife, Mizz Alice Gallagher, have no special legal privileges 2 break the law and endlessly get away with it, so I need 2B endlessly so careful, and say only a few things each day that R major significant, according 2 any of my AI-Censor Gods. I am now gonna' wrap this blog up but will B telling U so many things about this incredible family and how zillions of things connect up both in the waking reality realm as well as in the hyperdimensional lands of total outlandish mystery and endless unfathomably HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE things. If what Mountainpen's Morianity wasn't real beyond what anyone of U out there could ever possibly remotely begin imagining, then I promise U that half of the BIBLE'S OLD TESTAMENT would simply not exist. There is a powerhouse TOSE or Towel Seepage Effect between all of the dream-realms and the waking realm here where UR all reading this blog right now. As 4 how it all fits together, this will take a long time 2 truly tie this great nightmarish WASHCLOTH FAMILY into, and it can never B done seemingly, without CROSSING the REDLINES-BARRIER or 4 shortened abbreviation here, 'CRB', as I may use this in future blogs.

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Since this was page eleven, I needed 2 add in some 5-ROWS in order 2 compensate 4 that evil Mizz Thistlethorns Sleazeweedsdisease Jane Notfondauonebit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-MISTER MACY & CLUB!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION.

BLOG END TIME IS 10:03 ANTE' MERIDIAN.

713

BLAND BLOGS 2 AVOID ARTIFICIAL INTELLIENCE CENSORSHIP INTERFERENCE---2023---Chapter 7---(BB2AAICI---2023-Chptr. 7)

Early on Friday evening, March 24, 2023

6:07 Post Meridian

Beginning Transmission:

Fascinating is it naught, lovely Mizz 1983 AT&T Blake, that I went up onto the BDC dashboard B4 beginning this blog on this early evening, here in Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA, and kapow-BAM, Chef Emeril; and WEEEEEEEEEE, the weekly blog-view number showed up as the non-Collinwood-dream-code number from the night B4 last or whenever it was. Good ole' #713, as in Lightning in HER human form back on the 19^th night in September of 1983, calling my Atco house on that wild magical PRIVECODE-NUMBER. Tell me this is naught a wee bit weird, Sir Nugget-Brian-Gate-Guard! WOW-WOW-WOW, Mister Macy. But shall we move thisssssssssss along here now, oh lovely Mizz Erica-Lucci-Snakes? AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, 1971 Mike McNulty, sir!!!!!

What I wish 2 endeavor here 2 get into on this blog with anyone willing 2 honestly listen with even half of an open mind is the artificial intelligence software programs that has been indeed the major topic of recent Mountainpen discussions on his Morianity BOM-BLOG-project. But here is where we break a whittle bit of newer ground. I make no judgments here as I am way 2 computer-ignorant 2 dare 2 do that as this would show true ignorance on my part 4 daring 2 make such an attempt. We all despise it when anyone around us begins 2 act like they know stuff when they don't know their butts from their beer cans and it is beyond obvious from the get go and yet, they still just keep right on going and acting completely stupid and moronic. I refuse 2 engage in that type of behavior, so as I said, let us merely look at some quite outlandish facts and how they display obvious bizarre coincidences that I for one have no rational explanation 4.

When my last and most recent blogging censorship occurred, with the MPN-CHAPTER 025, we must C some powerful stuff that presents itself in ways that anyone seriously arguing and laughing at what I am now about 2 say here on this blog, and despite the Lord's great warning in the Gospels of the Bible, concerning angering the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL by calling a person 'a fool'; I say it now aniwho openly and loudly, UR A TOTAL SILLY F---O---O---L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U cannot dispute or mock what I now will tell U, not with any legitimacy, YO!!!!!!!!!! First, the previous chapter said something that was, 2 quote a lyric from a very great early 1990's tune by a wonderful musical group known as the “Raspberry Dreams”, (IMPOSSIBLE 2 IGNORE)!!!!!!!!!!!! I was reminding U of my apartment number, back when I lived at the ages of 8 and 9 years, as a small boy in Philadelphia, at 2041 Chestnut Street, yes sir world, in APARTMENT #24-A. Then I said it was no coincidence with the movie studio LIONSGATE, that my kid's movie was made by in 2009, called “Precious”, with their weird connection 2 both an 'A' and a number '24', it is a wee bit 2 much 4 me 2 believe as purely coincidental. Then it was right directly following the posting of that blog with those words by me saying this, and POW-BAM, no great chefs, and my following posted blog, number 25 SUDDENLY GOT CENSORED. Now as I have been writing this last paragraph, three assaults on me have now happened. First, as I began 2 write it, a major mouse-jump-cum-puke-her-hack happened which is a hack that I have naught been given since starting up my blogs last September. I am getting a major NOISE-ASSAULT, some air but mostly on the ground with super loud motors coming out of the blue all over the place. So air, ground-noise, and computer hacking, three hits all at once, as I am telling this thing that quite darn obviously, the Spammenies don't wish me 2 further discuss, only they cannot stop me!!!!!!!!! They can go right on intimidating me, but I HAVE LEGAL, CIVIL, HUMAN, & CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS IN THIS NATION AS A LEGALLY BORN FREE CITIZEN, well, we all know that's a big butt joke, but hey there ACLU, I am hanging in there as a non Hammonton-Huntington Paula King-WAYV-FM-RADIO resident of Florida-USA now, and no longer JERSEY, oh queen of forest fires and well wishers, U giant gorgeous coven-witch of southeastern New Jersey that can ABKA, NO JOYSEY!!!!!!!!! Naught that any of thisssssssssss matters, as I have no joy here in Flowerland either do I folks, naught under this miserable endlessly unforgiving TRUCKING HUNTINGTON CURSE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO ME' BRO????????????? This death assault began 4 me at precisely 6:31 P.M., SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After my “MAGGIE” COUNTERSTRIKE ON THESE SPAMMENIES, I'll come right back 2 where I was 2 complete my topic of naught only the apartment-movie-studio non-coincidence causing me great pain, but also, continuing on with powerful stuff about how the very stuff that got censored was talked about in that CAP copied blog from 2007, a software computer program that I called, MOGO or the MOGOSP for MOGO-Software Program, with MOGO standing 4 none other than, MOTIVE-GOAL! (MO-GO-SP), Mogosp ® Mark Wayne Mountainpen Mohr © 2007.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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 on this early Friday evening at just past half past six in the evening, and on this twenty-fourth day in March, of the year of 2023, and who have just struck me now with; A MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT OUT OF THE BLUE WITH ROAD NOISE, AN AIR ATTACK AT THE SAME TIME, AND A MAJOR COMPUTER BLACK HAT ATTACK WITH MOUSE JUMPING ALL AT THIS VERY SAME TIME; 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.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND

S--------T--------O--------P.

A lot of frikkin' folks think non-funny-stuff IS FUNNY, we all know this, and no one can make it through high school without running into tons of scumballs who R in that click. We all know this, no sense in trying 2 say it ain't true and denying it all!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes folks, laugh or disbelieve all U wish 2, it changes absolutely zilch, nada, zip, or Wonder Bread back in the nineteen-nineties. The very thing that censored the CHAPTER 25 BLOG of MPN was talked about IN THAT BLOG, and the reason 4 it was someone was really ticked off and Scott Ransom 1988 'disgruntled' big butt hypertime squared, when I went into that movie studio having both the '24' and the 'A' in its name, and said that the odds that this was done intentionally 4 whatever demonic entertainment world reasons they may have had 4 doing it; were many many millions to one against it being a purely random happenstance coincidence. POW, off went my next following whittle bwog, oh 'fwwwwolks', good & bad, Sir Elmer Fwwwwuud. Where RU when I need both of my great nineteen-seventies-Joe Ann's and Ana's? Sheila Franklin felt just like me, oh lovely Mizz big titties, WOW, yes she thought that laughing at non-funny stuff was about as sicko and whacked out as it gets, just as I do, “funny-funny-funny” Mister Hamburger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Go let your hair down now Brad Messenger and Rodney Golfcourse Dangerfield. When the great Blogger-Team sent me that Gmail several days back concerning my #25-MPN blog being pulled off, they said it was #23 being censored. U know Blogaudians out here, as in “W” that 23^rd letter of our English alphabet and back in those days last year in 2022 when I was doing my comeback after a quarter decade off-time, and how I came 2C that they had censored off both the 'O' as well as the 'W'. Then it was the 15^th blog that again got pulled by the system when I had moved onto the following blog-book titled, “After those alpha-tweets” or beyond as in BTAT. Either these non human 'soulless' blogger team 'creature-Leviathans' from Dark Shadows' great 50+ year prophecy predictions, R doing what I sometimes refer 2 as a “lip-slip sunk-ship” deal mentally and their minds slipped a wee bit telling me it was #23 when it was #25, or it is some automatically and autonomic 'AI' thing, but whatever it all is, it is real, and it is happening 2 me and by them, ACLU. I feel a wee bit like when I was back at my auto-dealership in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG for routine maintenance oil changes and tune up jobs as per the new car warranty system and back when I drove my Plymouth Breeze car that replaced my Saturn McFly Alex Keaton car of transdimensional magic. I would B suddenly out of the total blue, incredibly bombarded with military low and crash level extremely loud aerial dive bombing all around me. One second all is calm and quiet just like at 6:29 PM a short while ago, and then suddenly, 'BAM', Chef Emeril oh sir. I could type on and on as we all know quite darn dog well, only it would lead 2 removals and censorship's, right fwolks??????? So do it Mister McNulty from 1971 sir, just do it, YO: AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA and lovely Amanda Harris Amanda, speaking of the great awesome and totally illustrious “DARK SHADOWS” television show!!!!!!!!!

END OF THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS TRANSMISSION, YO!!!!!!!!!

BB2AAICI—2023—CHAPTER 6

Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr

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3:01 ANTE' MERIDIAN

FRIDAY MORNING

24 MARCH, 2023

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03-24-2023---DIGITIAL DATE

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As U know Blogaudians, I am limited 2 how much I am able 2 say B4 the sensors yank my blogs away from U. Well, this message today is quick and simple; and it is directed at the great illustrious psychiatric industry. They want me 2 stop all of my total insane ridiculous ideas that have absolutely no basis whatsoever in any kind of reality; well 2 hear them tell it aniwho. I say back 2 them all, okay fine, fine and dandy Mister Atlantic City KING of the casino parking lots and oh latengrate so as naught in anyway meaning here 2B disrespectful. Look folks, if U can show me how I am wrong in all these darn things and especially when I add in here now what I'm about 2 once I get this whittle wee bit of newest foundations laid here 4 all of U; then I'll gladly alter me' opinions and B more than willing 2 arrive at many numerous brand new conclusions and concepts, only U can't, and I know it, and this now is just one powerful reason Y, and it is a real President Obama “DOOZIE-WHOPPER” of a one, so don't read on if U need 2 take care of any needed bathroom-bizz first or I'll naught B in any way responsible 4 your toilet accidents. I have watched the WORLD NEWS on a 'streaming system service on my ROKU-TV' for two straight nights now, after watching it intermittently over the two weeks B4 that time. Bing bang bong, all Stucky-guys from Masonic Orders as well as L&O-TV-shows, and crash bam zonk slam Emeril Chefs, and Batman from 1966, and yes folks; nothing ever changes and allows me naught 2 totally 100% believe that I am some beyond weird entity here on this planet who for reasons completely unknown 2 me still at present chronology, eluding me entirely and would indeed make anyone else out here on this entire internet totally stock raving mad and insane a long ling lang time ago, and nothing ever ever ever ever ever ever alters, it is the same old tune and it does not JIM BURR 1976 change, naught ever never never ever, oh lovely Mizz Motown Diana Ross. The moment that I begin 2 observe what is happening, POW, all the TRUMP WOES NEWS magically just vanishes away and mysteriously magically stops with the same wizardry magical Ghost-Whisperer television show craziness that never ever fails 2 endlessly frikkin' happen all around me!!!!!!!!!!!!! U all know it, and I GODDESSDOG KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW IT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

“THE END”, oh U lovely 'L&O'-'SVU' Katy, from 2007.

BB2AAICI—2023--CHAPTER 5

8:08 Post Meridian

Thursday evening on 23 March of 2023

Here in darkening Fort Pierce, Florida, USA

Beginning of Transmission:

LUNAR PHASE IS WAXING CRESCENT 2:6

So far and KNOCK WOOD, today is nothing like yesterday, in so far as a lot of hellishness and unpleasantness all around me. I never went BOTBAY yesterday since something that was indeed anything but negative happened 2 me back in the middle of my rottenness of yesterday, only it wasn't recognized until I went over my usual daily affairs as I do B4 retiring 4 the day and then 'closing the day out, chart-wise'. It would have most likely gone 1-1 as it was about one and one eighth 4 both G-L & M-A, (general life) and (moods and attitudes), but a powerful discovery having nothing whatsoever 2 do with the blogging or internet situation, was discovered while going over some paperwork. I've learned never 2 share any positive information, that is positive in any meaningful way 4 me, the Mountainpen; my good folks, and bad ones as well, whomever they may B. UC-I was wrong again speaking of good and bad Blogaudians, when I said that I decided that no one was reporting me 2 something called the “Blogger-Team”. I think that there R some folks in my Blogaudianship who indeed R doing this, and on a regular basis, hoping 4 occasional flagging, and this is indeed what does go onto happen with my blogs as a resulting factor of what they R doing 2 me. After rereading and re-figuring a whole lot of stuff out, the only conclusion appears 2B what I have said, as the Gmail notifications given 2 me by this (Blogger-Team) each time that any of my blogs R removed/messed with/my speech freedoms impeded; it does say quite specifically that things indeed, “R BEING REPORTED 2 A BLOGGING TEAM”. So I will in fact continue 2 say in present as well as future blogging texts, good as well as bad peeps, folks, Blogaudian viewers, and so forth, as this does seem 2 apply. This does not in any way remove my complete suspicions that artificial intelligent computer software programs R not being engaged, they obviously R-YO. Here is my best guests-guesses of those 'guests' here of the T3E order and part of my NIGHTMARE FAMILY CONSPIRIACY sort of as in (CONS)(PIRACY), hey I didn't invent the darn dog English-Language folks and merely am Sir Elton John's clavichord player brought up 2 present times where it's called a “piano”, so don't shoot me please peeps, on or off of YELLOW BRICK ROAD, and yes, I know that I was MIND HACKED B4, TYPING IN YELLOW BROOK ROAD, so sahwee all wonderful great illustrious Japanese Ambassador's of World War II. It all fits like a perfect smooth lady's glove from the great Victorian-Age, right lovely Mizz Sarah J. Karge and lovely Mizz Amanda Harris?

Folks, all I know 4 sure is absolutely nothing, same as all of U; and I may just B-A wee tad bit more honest than the majority of all of U, by coming right darn-dog out here 2 admit this, up front and totally direct. B4-I do go on here, this is a special day 4 me or at least was 4 many long years between say about the year of 1970 through 2 the closing of the entire 20^th century and even a wee bit beyond that into our present 21^st century. This is what I called ever since leaving Atlantic City on a jitney-bus on the late evening at approximately twenty minutes past ten, back on the night of 12 July in the year of 1970, taking that jitney 2 the Atlantic City Public Bus Terminal on Arkansas and Arctic Avenue at the time, and coming home to my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment after my 19-DAY stay at a home on Cornwall Avenue in the neighboring town 2 the south of Atlantic City known then as well as now as Ventnor, in the home of CHILD MOLESTER Mister Thomas J. Reale of Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG, escaping literally with my life; as I now have come 2 realize all of this in later-adult-life. But B4 these events went on 2 happen 2 me peeps, I had 8 VACATIONS in a hotel on TENNESSEE AVENUE called back then, as it no longer is in existence in the 21^st century, the TRINIDAD HOTEL of ATLANTIC CITY. The Spanish translation 4 TRINIDAD, as many linguists R completely aware of, is TRINITY, as in the triune or triple-GOD (GODDESS SCYLLA PINK), all the same, as in KARGE KRASSLE 16 or The Outer Limits television show's great early 1960's pilot episode called, “The Galaxy Being”, yes folks, ALL THE SAME, KXKVI, take away the 2 K's and we R left with the roman number 16 for the truthful representation of SSJKK's true astral age, as there is no time in Purgatory (Plancktime). Those 8 VACATIONS that my mom and I took were in this Tennessee Avenue (10-SC) hotel called TRINIDAD, and we took these vacations four years in a row from 1965-1968 inclusive. One was taken in the final week in June and shortly after the ending of the school year, and the other one in late August, and usually ending somewhere about one week shy of September. The majority of these times, we stayed in my favorite room there on the 3^rd floor overlooking the hotel swimming pool and containing a walk-out balcony, room #323. This is all real, and indeed happened, only this was all part of a beyond major plan from back a minimum of 3,000 years, by this same exact GODS-FORCE on the ASTRAL PLANE who also have been in a direct connection 2 our family and lineage through the known only recently scientific system we call biological DNA, and yes, we R the HUNTINGTON FAMILY GOING BACK B4 THAT INTO THE STUART FAMILY, AND BACK EVEN B4 THAT, THE CARPENTER FAMILY; as in the career of Joseph's many sons 2,000 years ago, our great awesome wonderful LORD JESUS CHRIST, and my 61^st grandfather's Uncle-J. Pink Goddess and a zillion other things will all B tied together in a way that cannot B disproved, once I am on my own web-site where my blogs there cannot B continually interfered with by infidels and or other Spammenies from Earthly Dogtown equivalents. These simply R facts, just as is the fact that what happens and has happened 2 many of us, our family now and 2,000 years ago as (told in the BIBLE), and yes, me included, with that wild experience in early middle December in 1969 sometime, when I thought that I'd escaped the family after those 19 days of Ventnor-Washcloth murderous hell, only I did naught lovely Mizz Blake mahm', and was (given a powerful vision-dream) just as Joseph was given concerning his soon bride-2B. I know this is real and that it will eventually get me murdered, I know this world, but as long as I am seemingly programmed 2 tell this truth about OUR INCREDIBLE FAMILY OF THEN AS WELL AS NOW, then I will. If I am murdered B4 it is done, the forces R perfectly capable of laser retrace on the reality-wall, bringing me right back here again as if nothing had ever happened. This has already happened 2 me about ten times or so folks, so what is a few more times? So until then, these bland-blogs cannot tell U all of it, as only a few things R now scattered about, but real smart Einsteinian minds out here somewhere do indeed now have enough 2 put this tale of powerhouse truth together just in case I am indeed killed and no one does retrace my reality back here 2 complete this job. UC folks, like it or not, the world that all of UC around U is not a solid truth, it just ain't real 2 put it totally scientifically, it's made up of merely waves and particles and the light barrier is automatically designed to endlessly store this truth from any given point out away from itself forever at approximately 11.8 inches every single nanosecond.

Usually I try not 2 let a March 23^rd date go by where I do not mention something concerning these powerful words of truth on my blogging material. I cannot wait 2 get my own site and blog onto it; as the time has more than come 4 me 2 get into the story of my INCREDIBLE FAMILY, and how it has used many of us to carry out a HUUUUUUUUUUUGE cosmic mission, and whether this mission has 2 do with the CAPPING of humanity, and thus preventing us from ever reaching higher up on the evolutionary scale beyond being a very limited TYPE-ZERO civilization on the civilization rating scales that I did not make up, and yes, you will find on any legitimate information of scientific fact, so Google it all up. I did name this particular reality however as well as realize that it must B no coincidental part of the great SAFET that initializing that 'word-group' does indeed come to create the little word with all of its great and powerful MEANING, CAP, and this being, CIVILIZATION ADVANCEMENT PREVENTION. Stuff like that whittle example, at least 2 me proves beyond one tiny bit of doubt that this is a perfect example of the biblical instruction 4 knowing great wisdom when conventional ways just R not seemingly available, S-A-F-E-T, “Seek And Find”----”Extension Technique”. So after my blogs R safely up on my own WIX-web-site peeps, this is when we R going 2 move into these truths and family secrets all blown out into the open once and 4 all, and NOTHING CAN STOP ME, N-O-T-H-I-N-G whatsoever, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And so 2 quote a great author named Esolph, and using the way that he tended 2 end most if naught all of his great fables of olden days folks; “AND THAT'S THAT”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOO, Arthur Crane sir from 1991 or 1992 somewhere, may I now request the chiming in here of the great one and only Sir Chester Frank from 1999, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” TANKS, and yes, B---O---O---M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And then we have the great Mister Exton, PAUSAESMWG Mike McNulty from the year of 1971, saying what other than Amanda Harris Amanda in a very sarcastic way, U know peeps, as in, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, and yes, those endless initialing letters, and that wonderful marvelous biblical-SAFET, gee willagars, YO!!!!!!!!!

Well folks, unlike last Thursday, I did naught sleep through the trash and recycle pick-up. Thank the gods and goddesses 4 thisssssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica-Lucci-Snakes. WOW-2-THAT-1, YO as I am a true believer in stuff like this, despite a majority of so-called modern day-educated peeps considering what I believe in as worthless stupid superstition, only it is based on parallel event, and I think by now that even those out here who claim that they mock it, and completely disbelieve in its truths, know better; and just bow their heads and keep silent. I'll close with a 'Golly gash darn gee whiz-fizz', BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS BLOG ENDS TRANSMISSION AT HALF PAST NINE P.M. ON THE NOSE, ME' 'GWEAT FWWWOLKS'.

BB2AAICI--2023--CHAPTER 4

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OH BABY-BABY-BABY; and all great musical works aside; we now R at the day of the waning gibbous 6:6 lunar-phase. Study the calendar on these blogs and compare it 2 any calendar on your walls at home or at work that shows and depicts the four normally shown lunar cycles of 1^st quarter phase, 2^nd quarter phase (full moon), 3^rd quarter phase, and the repeating new moon next-cycle.

WANING CRESCENT------(WN-C)

WANING GIBBOUS--------(WN-G)

WAXING CRESCENT------(WX-C)

WAXING GIBBOUS---------(WX-G)

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 22, 2023

CURRENT PHASE WAS: WAXING CRESCENT 1:6

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.

How many mucking times is the SPACEFORCE, AKA the SPAMMENIES going 2 HACK MY MIND on endless stupid things? This is Y-I endlessly insist on calling all of this, an endless sicko game. And the motive behind the game is ENDLESS DISTRACTION FROM THE ABSENCE OF OBLIVION. I have made this same claim since the very inception of these blogs that indeed did begin in early January of the year of 2006, despite records only going back somewhere into late March of the following year of that, 2007. I meant 2 type in by the way, O-Marola-9 on my prior blog, and naught ON-MAROLA. Gee, I guess I can wish 4 that as she was a very beautiful young woman but I like 2 try and keep these blogs as close 2 a G-rating as is possible, as far as those matters go. Y would my vicious DEMONIC sleazy rotten enemies wish 2 hack my mind earlier yesterday when I posted my lunar charts up? They somehow got me thinking that it was a LAST QUARTER LUNAR PHASE, and naut the NEW MOON that it was phased into yesterday. Now here is the new lunar calendar 4 this new moon's cycle: “The cycle alters a wee bit each month,” just as Donald Briscoe said, on the mighty “DARK SHADOWS” television show, back in the late 1960's, playing the part of Mister Christopher Jennings. Here is the new updated chart for our lovely wonderful moon!

THURSDAY, MARCH 23, 2023

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 2:6

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 WXG8 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.

Folks, these mind hacks and much other similar mental disabilities I have had and have suffered with all of my life, and was Y my education and life was totally screwed up, nobody cared, no one worked with me, and there was no human rationale 4 what was permitted 2 happen 2 me. Not one person ever felt sorry 4 me at all, none whatsoever. Mister Jim Garrigan at Cooley Hall, my shrink told my mom one day at what in a regular school of those days could have been thought of as a PTA-meeting, told my mom and her boyfriend Mister Sidney Crown, concerning me-Mountainpen; “We don't want him 2B2 happy”. Can U imagine in a school today, any school at all whether it B in a special education part of a school as in today's world students such as myself were not placed into special-weirdo-schools but merely put in a room for the whack-jobs in a regular high school, but U imagine today anyone in authority seriously having an attitude towards any student such as this, or maybe I should B rephrasing a wee bit here Mister Star Trek's original television show episode titled “The Trouble With Tribbles”, changing me' words slightly from an attitude towards, to AN ATTITUDE AGAINST any student such as this????????????????????????? I am in no darn dog stinking mood tonight 4 joking around, Mister thisssssssssss-Spellchecker scumball, YO YO!!!!!!! But moving on here and no Sir SpellCHECKER, naught goddessdog ButTERCHEESE or Starburn Cherry Hill 1986 hyperdimensional daughters on man-made lake-properties, and definitely naught anywhere near muscular 25-30 year old magical traveling African-American men who enjoy homes on lakes with doors taken off their hinges and rocks being thrown and horrible choke holds given 2 poor old innocent Mister Mountainpen when it was Ann King who threw those rocks at him at that darn lakehouse that day and naught me, oh lovely Mizz AT&T Blake from 1983 and telephone impossibilities of magical origins even way back then. Gee willagars people; what will this dog dern family do 2 me next, we all R left 2 endlessly ponder, wonder, and cogitate, I'm sure. Well, I am sure meditating a whole lot on it anyway folks. So my question 2 this world right now is simple and honest, YO ME' BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR? If I am thought 2B a nut 4 calling my situation, “BEING UNDER SOME UNFATHOMABLE FAMILY CURSE THAT BEGAN APPROXIMATELY 3,000 YEARS AGO, then fine, tell me what U would then have me describe all this as? Anyone who leaves a dorky comment saying I am a nutcase or along these lines, better hope that 'Maggie' ain't real!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

END TRANsdimensional and END TRANSMISSION.

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BB2AAICI—2023--CHAPTER 3

I have had 5 very bad days in this month of MARCH so far, with this 22^nd frikkin' day being one of those real darn butt “doozie-whoppers” right at the top with a bullet on it, just like a police station's execution list where a bullet goes onto a chart with murderers on it after each execution is carried out. Oh well, I didn't create this horrible world or anything in it, did I Mister David Cassidy? Yes I may have said other names like Ricky Nelson or Mick Jagger, and I was mistaken, sorry, I am only a human being Sir Bruce Alan Pennock from 1972. All any of U need 2 know is that 4 right now, I must be bland and quite careful naught 2 tick off the gods of google and artificial intelligence or machine-mind. Now the 6^th dimension does in fact contain the energies for computer mind 2B stored in and thus have an origin. But the 6^th dimension is what controls all of astrality and exists in a sort of secretive realm in-between Singularity and Phase-#2 Astrality. It is this very magical elevator room that will B discussed a bit more in upcoming blogs, but of course, in limited fashion so as 2 remain bloggable as I used 2 call it back in times where I never had yet actually crossed over any RED LINES of the internet-world, according 2-BDC aniwho. I believe that Sir Chester-F had a famous bar-statement that just may B a wee bit appropriate now 4 me 2 add in here 4 all of U, my Blogaudians of Cyberspace and AKA Cyberville. First I wish 2 give credit where it always appears 2B due from the vely beginning of all of this, Mister Macy, and this goes, WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!! Then we pipe in a whittle bit of 1999, “WEEEEEEEEEEEE”! Exploratrons have messed with something, as I cannot accurately recall right now whether it was in 1999 or 2000 that he said this in that bar, oh wait, now it is coming back 2 me folks. It was in 1999 in the early autumn somewhere, and if memory is serving me at all correctly, right around the time of that comet that made an appearance in the skies, and that I happened 2C. When an otherwise clearly remembered memory becomes blurred, it has 2 do with Exploratrons doing all manner of stuff such as 'switchings', and junk we can later get into when that is the only topic on hand 4 that day, remember, the red-line crossing limitations that I must now B cognizant 2 and adhere 2 at all times, great folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Mister Macy Sir, I am 2 dern scared 2 say 2U, “what next 4 me”? OOOOOOOOPS, I guess that indirectly I did just say it, YO!

I can post up my CHAPTER-25 recently removed blog in smaller piecemeal parts, and I know I can, without making the AI-programs mad at me, as it is only the amount of things that they do not wish 4 me 2 say that upsets them. I can say all of it, just not all at any ONE TIME, as otherwise, Y would I have the stuff that was removed all up there already, as I do. All anyone needs 2 do is go and click a link that goes further on from where I posted that recent 2007 stuff, as all of it is up there, merely not in 'good read-quality'. This 2 me has all been proven, and whether the blogger folks wish 2 deny it or admit it, I NOW KNOW FULLY WELL, THAT THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME. As long as I never tell or say 2 much RED-LINE-CROSSING stuff IN ANY one blog-work, then it should post up and remain up. Ill bet dollars 2 donuts that if I follow this guideline, I will B able 2 get my message out, but still, in the meantime, I do plan on getting my own website on the WIX or some such similar site on the net, and then post up my blogs without fear of this nightmare insane recent times AI induced censorship. Right now I'm dying 2 tell a zillion things, and I know that my few true loyal MORIAN-FOLLOWERS out there in Cyberville, have figured out all by themselves, just a whole lot of basicly what it all is, and if I attempt 2 make one long blog and say 2 much at any one time, well peeps; U know it will B censored. The Gmail that Blogger sends 2 me insists that nothing is removed, and that it is simply put behind a sensitivity warning screen, only I am unable 2 access it, and it is not showing up at all on the title page to the right of the opening of a blog; so I don't know what game they R playing with me, only that they indeed R playing games with me. This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!

I wish 2 get into so much, and if this was my future blogging on WIX or some similar site, I could; only 4 right now, I cannot. I want 2 discuss stuff about my last days of the nineteen-sixties, the magical girl on 10-SC Avenue, Goddess Scylla Pink, the incredible dreaming interaction that SHE gave 2 me, and yes, in a much larger and detailed way that ties the entire family into all of it, even family that comes from the great windy-city, and leads into the great P-45. Things that I know and can tell would get me knocked right off this blog site forever, as if they think what I have spoken of so far is a REDLINE-CROSSING, WELLLLLLLLLL, Mister R.M. Nixon Sir, I need naught go on with trying 2 make this point any clearer or better, do I? When I jokingly discuss the Macy Club, or type in a lot of my teasing “WOW'S” in a long row; what is behind it all goes so much farther than anyone out here could even begin 2 imagine. Hey, don't even try. BUTTTTTT, I promise that eventually on my own website, B it WIX or whatever; I will tell the entire thing until I AM EVENTUALLY REMOVED AND MYSTERIOUSLY MURDERED! Now what I plan 2 do until I do have my own system up and no longer need 2 depend on BDC, is simply to follow my own rules that pertain 2 what I now feel that I know about just what is trying 2 shut me down. First, I may need 2 apologize 2 my Blogaudians 4 intimating that any of them may B the ones who R reporting me. I think now that this is way more autonomic, and thus being done through an AI software program or some such similar type of thing. Being human and with an astral source, Mister Sky Rumson Sir, I can out think U by simply realizing that there is some form of maximum speech determination deal going on, something that says that at this point, too much content is there on this blog and it might cause a few peeps 2 begin 2 seriously ponder and wonder about maybe Mountainpen not being a total flake, so it has 2B stopped at that point. So all I need 2 do is 2 break my stuff up and only say so much each day. With this I can at least keep telling stuff. I cannot do what I wanted, so they do win on that front, I won't even try denying that 2 a soul. I wanted 2 have my blogs the way I felt would best make peeps listen and produce the minimum factor of doubting my tales of major truth. Now, I need 2 operate within a more stringent set of parameters that I know have been set up against me. So until I can have my own site and my own blogs on that site, I must B a willing BDC slave 2 their systems and rules. Who is kidding who peeps? We all know what is behind it, who is behind it, and I KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW. U have been watching the very same TV, internet, streaming systems, news, that the Mountainpen has; and I know that most of U out here ain't dumb! So I must now work within a new and more powerful set of containing factors in my attempt 2 tell the world my story from total hell (DOGTOWN). But beggars can't B choosers, and they never could, and we all know this.

This blog is now going 2 terminate at precisely 1:45 A.M. On this early Wednesday moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning on 22 March of 2023. We have a last quarter lunar phase today, and notice too how spring was brought in after a two week slight back off, with a MAJOR HIT ON ME, AKA a super BOTBAR DAY, and of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). I know that many of U know that this is all real and true.

And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology).

ACLU, in case this is personal and naught the AI program, do I have any legal recourse?

The removal of this blog caused Sir Swap and me not 2 meet up at the park on Tuesday, ACLU!

My previous blog of Chapter MPN-2023-CHPT. 025 has been attacked AGAIN, by whoever has been messing with me now 4 a long time. I am going 2 try and paste in sections 2C what parts have been objected 2B4I go any farther, but I must find a way 2 LEAVE BLOGGER DOT COM ALTOGETHER AND GET MY OWN WIX-WEBSITE, as this abuse and violation on my freedom of speech is beyond totally and completely absurd and WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS now, Mister Mack Kaiter, oh great and kind camp-counselor-sir from 1967 and 1968. Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO! Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!

MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!

BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!

Oh great ACLU, let me C what Sir SWAP says tomorrow at the town park!!!!!!

folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!

MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!

BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!

Oh great ACLU, let me C what Sir SWAP says tomorrow at the town park!!!!!!

folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!

MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!

BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!

Oh great ACLU, let me C what Sir SWAP says tomorrow at the town park!!!!!!

folks; it ain't a wee bit complex, none of it, what's friggin' happening 2 me. The markets and Trump R both in trouble, so let's PICK ON POOR ME!!!!!

MY ENDLESS ICP-APE-TECH NIGHTMARES OF 1986, AND YES,

ANY GOD WHO CAN LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME IS WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS, WORTHLESS!!!!!!!!

BLOGS FROM 1-2006 THROUGH 6-2007 ARE SEEMINGLY GONE NOW!

Oh great ACLU, let me C what Sir SWAP says tomorrow at the town park!!!!!!

My previous blog of Chapter MPN-2023-CHPT. 025 has been attacked AGAIN, by whoever has been messing with me now 4 along time. I am going 2 try and paste in sections 2C what parts have been objected 2B4I go any farther, but I must find a way 2 LEAVE BLOGGER DOT COM ALTOGETHER AND GET MY OWN WIX-WEBSITE, as this abuse and violation on my freedom of speech is beyond totally and completely absurd and WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS now, Mister Mack Kaiter, oh great and kind camp-counselor-sir from 1967 and 1968. This is SUPER BOTBAR. First time since having this computer operating in this residence here in 2023 that me' ole' freaking MIKE-SOFT-SPELLCHECKER was hacked, causing no error signaling. The way 2 cure the BLACK-HAT-Spammenies HACK on me is simply 2 restart the computer after saving the document, errors and all. Now I've done this, so on with the experiment until I can get 2 my library tomorrow. Need 2 go out aniwho 4 something medically related. More persecution will follow just from that, AS ALL OF U KNOW, and my family will do endlessly 2 prevent me from ever discussing it in real true honest detail with the world. Protection of the powerful peeps at all costs, this is Y of course my respect 4 the CJS is one big fat Dawn-Donald ZERO!

MPN--2023--CHAPTER 25

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Sunday, March 19, 2023

MPN--2023--CHAPTER 025

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This is one example of what is being done 2 me, ACLU, and especially since my alphabet tweet blogs back last autumn in 2022. I re-colorized the font from black into RED, 2 show U this censorship on my blogs that makes absolutely no sense whatsoever 2 me, since things being stopped R already on older blogs on their site, it has 2B some AI program that only allows just so much of my tale 2B told at any one given time, 2 me, this should naught B legal 4 them 2 do 2 me; oh great & mighty freaking ACLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024

Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19^th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.

MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024

Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19^th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.

MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024

Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19^th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.

MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024

Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.

Sunday evening on March 19^th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.

One thing that I've learned over everything else and JUST SINCE MY BLOGGING DAYS THAT BEGAN 17 YEARS AGO now folks; EVERYTHING ALL FITS PERFECTLY TOGETHER, and if it does this 4 me, I am quite sure that all of U share that reality with me, one way or another! But the big story 4 right now is weirder than anything else. I started these blogs on blogger dot com (BDC) in early January of 2006, and yet the record of this has somehow seemingly disappeared, only going back 2 sometime in the following year of 2007. What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next, we R seemingly all left 2 wonder and ponder over, huh peeps? I believe the following, “WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW, MISTER NIGH-NIGH MANHATTAN-MACY”, would B fairly darn appropriate here, 2B added in onto this blog; don't U???? What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

What is this planet going 2 do 2 the poor & pitiful (NON-RON)-Mountainpen next

The great and frikkin' illustrious Jim T. Burr told me something way back around 1975 somewhere, pertaining quite closely 2 this vely vely vely thing right now up here in March of the 2023 year. He said stuff like what I said on that prior blog MPN-2023-CHAPTER inverted movie studio AKA Chapter-024, naught 'A'; is considered “MOCKING” 2 SATAN and HIS evil dark demonic army and fawces, and will result in a quite frikkin' dependable counterstrike on me. Anyone out here think that this man was naught some weirdly incredible fantastic prophet? He also said a lot of other wild stuff, remember folks? Stuff like my family my family my family, back in days and times where peeps just never talked or thought such things in life. His precise often quoted 2 me saying went exactly as follows, “Mark, something in your family is causing all of this stuff 2B happening 2U”. He said this thing 2 me over and over. If I had a quarter 4 every time that he said that thing 2 me over ten years or so of time, I would B able 2 add in about three hundred bucks 2 my checking account today, and I'd sure wish that was something that I could do folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So tell me great world out there YO, I posted this on CHAPTER 024, and “POW-BAM” Chef Emeril great sir; look at what indeed WAS DONE 2 poor pitiful NON-RON Mountainpen as a direct and immediate result, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The darn butt-wiping gods, how I wish I could truly understand or know fully, just how this dude from a 1973 computer school and later fictionally altered into a wild hyperdimensional traveler as a fictional book character whose name was altered from 'BURR' into 'PRATT'; could in all honesty have known this deal about MY MIND BOGGLING GODDESSDOG FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and totally absolutely beyond freaking WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO MACK!

All of this major hypertime cum-puke-her trouble is a lot like those days at Jenny's Park, the MMM, non-Gmail joint back in 2008, while blogging. Here is where I need 2 paste in thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss following thing: This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!

But Mister James Permission Barrier Pratt AKA Jim Burr from the 'real world', did seem 2 know a lot about things, and I came 2 learn from me' sweet adorable whittle mommy a short time B4 she exited this nightmare horrific veil of teals called physical life on the Earth-Planet, that Jim and a few others, did in fact all get together and DRINK at some Gloucester bar back in the year of 1973, B4 he later became a born again Christian and stopped his heavy drinking. Oh those endless copycat stairs and television programs, Dick Wolf, Lee Daniels, and Oprah Winfrey. Yes that indeed was a great opera singer trick, U know 'back-dooring' it, and I think those pricks somehow got a hold of a few of me' videotapes after I left the great King residence over on 13^th Street in Blue-Berryville-Hammonton in December of 'oh-Marola-9', 2 drive down here 2 Fort Pierce, FLUSAESMWG where I've lived ever since in this hot hellish land of ultra-woes 4 the Mountainpen, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, BROADCASTED BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They got a hold of that good old VHS-video-tape of the great lovely MISS-LEE-teens fingernails television commercial that I made back in 1988 from some music TV or similar station. All french grapes or even luscious ones aside, huh Brad, Grace, and Iced Tea of the non-Messengers Society? Uh oh, I guess that I better quit now while somewhat ahead of the 'game', or else the censors R gonna' stop me AGAIN; ACLU, YO!!!!

Experimentation 4 what is causing AI2 remove my blogs:

Yes great peeps; indeed I have learned it so well, and a long time ago. It just forever grows like a non-combustible flower on a star, there is no changing it, there is no stopping it. You cannot fight things such as the world of the QUANTA. It is just a reality and the way things operate here in what I will call, 'SINGULARITY's wonderful CREATION of HERS'. Hey, I am naught gonna' shullbit me' wonderful Blogaudians for a single heartbeat-moment. Singularity is NAUGHT a HER, nor a HIM, and if you think about it for a second and reason it out 4 crying out louder than 15 bells of freaking sound pressure level YO, how can a single-anything B one of 2 or more possibilities such as with gender, and thus connoting a 'male, as well as a female'? GEE WHIZ-FIZZ peeps, WAKE UP 4 CRISSING OUT LOUD, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! No human mind is able ever, 2B able 2 grasp or in any small way 2 even begin 2 conceive of what “zero dimension” really is. It is like asking a human being 2B able 2 grab a big rig truck fully loaded and pick it up and hurl it all the way across a busy highway. Hey; anyone who shows me that they can do this, and I will find a way 2 make a trillion US dollars, and then sign over every single penny of it 2U, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even the top minds, the best scientists, if anyone of them tells U that they can know what 0-D is, and that they fully and completely understand it down 2 the nth degree, I'll publicly call them a rotten liar on any podium ever built anywhere on the planet! It has been said on numerous occasions how nobody is capable of picturing even a million of anything. Some of the educational television programs will give U many examples of how it can B done in some small ways, by simply saying okay now, just picture 100 apples on a large floor and then picture 100 of those floors and then picture 100 of those buildings that contains that same type of floor with the apples laying there on them. Even most sixth graders most likely know that indeed, 100 times 100 is ten thousand and that also, 10,000 times 100 is a million (1,000,000), so in theory folks, doing this should permit us 2C and sort of begin 2 visualize a million of these apples laying on a floor, but I assure U all that this is merely a magicians type of illusionary trick 2 make us really believe that we R indeed able 2 picture those million apples, only it is total darn bull stench!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well great folks, I can tell U all stuff so HUUUUUUUUUUGE that I will need any loyal following Morians 2 indeed FOLLOW me onto my new WIX site and my blogs there, as this one is just not gonna' frikkin' cut it 4 me any longer. My family has wiped me out, and they need 2B held accountable 4 doing it, and so guess what? When I am up on the WIX, or “WHATEVER” Bob Andrews old buddy from 1975-1980 in Haddon Heights, NJUSAESMWG sir and then in those dark-age-times, future Federal Congressman; then I can really go 2 town and tell some endless truths so powerful that just thinking about it right now is giving me Donna Gaines Goose-Bumps, along with all of her great white-boy-loves of her life!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh great Peoples Mag, I know more about all of this now than U dudes and duddesses wanna' even imagine that I do in your worst friggin' butt-wiping nightmares, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' GREAT BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Thisssssssss blog is terminating now at precisely a quarter past the hour of 8 of this evenings clock on thisssssss rotten monstrous evil demonically twisted Wednesday the 22^nd day in this lousy March month in the year of Satan's 2 divided by 3, '2023'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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WEDNESDAY, MARCH 22, 2023

CURRENT PHASE IS: LAST QUARTER MOON

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END OF THIS TWANSMISSION, YO YO YO ELMER FWUDDDD U SILWEE WABBIT U.

BB2AICI----CHAPTER 2

late on Wednesday afternoon, March 22, 2023

Lunar Phase: Last Quarter Moon (LQ)

The initialed title at the top of the page stands 4 the following, good folks; and U will come 2CY it is and what it indeed stands 4 quite quickly and easily, as we move this along here. Spelled out, those initials above at the top of the page have the following MEANING:

BLAND BLOG TO AVOID ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CENSORSHIP INTERFERENCE

We R gonna' stick with the title name despite my dumb brain screwing up the abbreviated wordage by the elimination of one of the needed “A” words, as it should B reading a title of, when naught abbreviated, lovely 1983 Mizz Blake of AT&T's Annoyance Caller Bureau; (BB2AAICI), as I somehow left off the 'AVOID' word and thus one of the 'A' letters. We will just go with it now and simply deem this 2B understood by anyone viewing these chapters.

I am now at 'HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC' TODAY, AND CLOSE 2 ANOTHER MOUNTAINPEN-FAMOUS B-O-T-B-A-R DAY, me' fwolks. WEIN-SOSO? Yes peeps out there in good-ole' Cyberville AKA Cyber-Village, indeed what else is new, same old same old, the age old question 4 the poor pathetic pitiful NON-RON whittle loathsomely me? I awoke out of extremely unpleasant dreaming interactions around twenty past three that I will tell U about, remember that these blogs will B blander from now on and never say or tell too much at any one given sitting or CHAPTER, 2 keep the AI-sensors happier. They did eventually decide 2 post up my CHAPTER-25. Guess the blogger owner/genius minded folks R2 capable of errors as their message 2 me on me' non-BJ-Gmail had said they were flagging blog Chapter 23 not 25 and it was not 23 that was messed with, it was 25, and now, praise pink-G, it has been somewhat restored. The part at the end either never properly pasted or was removed, and this will B talked about at a later time, as the important parts did get put back up. There is a whole lot of stenches 2 get 2 but I will naught B doing anywhere near as much as I would like 2. Censorship here in the USA has become and 2 use the now quoted new-age expression, the “NEW NORMAL”. Not only were the dreams quite unpleasant 4 me, the day has also gone quite rotten. I no sooner got up and began thinking of the dream when those buttwipe old-hippie-wannabe motorcycle riders who love to annoy by riding all around the park where I am living in noisy stupid bikes, looking like Cathy-Cody-non-Carrie-'weirdo'-out of place sixties freaks, a man and wife team; and they R still at it as of the time I came back in here after being out for half an hour on a short local shopping errand at Publix Grocery Store of Taylor Creek. First I try 2 buy some Mountain Dew 12-Pack sodas at the neighboring CVS Pharmacy store and the prices were beyond absurd and WEEEEEDEEEEEKAWUSS Mister Kaiter-1967 sir; and I tried asking a question to a young girl employee and she couldn't speak enough English 2 help me one bit. I never dreamed in my wildest fantasies as a young man that THIS COUNTRY WOULD EVER B TOTALLY REDUCED 2 THIS ABSOLUTE TOTAL NONSENSICAL CRAPOLA ON STEROIDS!!!!! So after walking out of there empty handed I drove 2 the Publix on the other side of the Taylor Creek Shopping mini-naught-MIMI-mall. This is where I purchased a bag of onions that were Publix brand and also on a sale price saving me two smacks, and then I bought a couple of hamburger meats 4 beyond outrageous prices and two 12-Pk sodas, coming 2 a nickel under 41 smacks after the tax. This world is shot beyond any hope of repair, and 4 those who blame this on Biden, UR total idiot fools, and when the king does make his eventual come back, WE R ALL DOOMED FOREVER, and then my blogs will become total non-Mizz 5-D Macoo SOLID-FREAKING-GOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It will B2 late of course, but U all will want 2 look me up and KISS ME, 4 cryin' out loud, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Obviously the great man is in need of persecuting me today with the ICPE-APE-TECH deal that is now coming up on being 37 years old this August, me' gwate fwolks out there!!!!!!! So I went 2 the CVS and then 2 the Publix, and I had a private piss-bubble piper airplane follow and dog me the entire time that I was out. Yes spellchecker, UR totally correct, as I as well as anyone else going through nearly 4 decades of this nightmare, indeed should B completely outrageously outraged, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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MMMMMMMMMMMMMM----ALL GENERAL ORDERS. ALL SPECIAL ORDERS. ALL COMMANDS. BOTH TECHNOLOGIES USED, ZD AND AD. SCAN FOR WHOEVER IS MAKING MY LIFE A LIVING BURNING BREATHING NIGHTMARE MUCKING HELL ON THIS MARCH 22, 2023 DATE TODAY, WITH NOISE AND AIR PERSECUTIONS. CUM-PUKE-HER: ON AN ‘I’ TO ‘D’, A/B-TONE, PPS SYSTEM, EMPOWER A CRUSHED AND SINGED I-O ON YOUR T-B. You’re A/B tones will sound now.

A-TONE: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

B-TONE: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

G-901, under CG-2985735448, under G-189, and STOP.

Yes the SHAPEL is real, and you can see the hell I am going through today here at the library as it is unrivaled on any other previous ****ing c*** time here. This is why they tried to hassle me earlier with the SAVE s*** not letting it save to the drive without long waits. All computers here are effected, and the library staff tells me it is impossible for a hacker to do it, only one guy says to me, impossible by any standards that he understands but that IT DOES SEEM TO BE HAPPENING 2U, and he is correct!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Only TYPE 3 EXPLORATRONS can do these things because a T-3-E is able to be energetically in control of anything, and thus, there is almost nothing they cannot do; and the agencies know this and they have figured it out; and they know that if anyone ever believed my story, it would cause an instant ****ing c*** panic that would wipe out the global economy in minutes, and they are correct, IT ****ING C*** ABSOLUTELY WOULD, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the same reason GOD is all powerful. Energy or SPIRIT has basically an unlimited way to control or manipulate any and all physical realities. I truly know now what poor Mizz Anita Hill went through when she tried to type and use her Word-Programs, and she explained this in a letter to my pal David Roth, and back when I read it after he shared it with me, I did not understand any of it then as this was B4 my blogging ever began by at least a half a decade. But she had indeed been placed on the SHAGPEL after her run in with great powers in our government. By the way, Paula King did not rape me 27 years of spaced apart time, it was 29 years, as I got mind hacked by these TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS (Halls Fawces), same thing. It was naught Mizz lovely AT&T Blake, 1994, it was in 1996 that she came to Highview, but she did come two years earlier in 1994 when I was living there and had just first moved into there and had met my pal Sir Art Crane at the Super Walmart Store Shopping Center and she tried to kill us with her car that day. If I had ten ****ing c*** bucks for every goddarn time the MISOE has assaulted me one way or another at public shopping centers over the past four decades, I would have an extra thousand smacks in my checking account right now peeps. I am going to go home shortly, and phone the Federal Communications Commission, and complain about the computer hacking here at this library, as well as the hacking being done to me at me’ residence on my ****ing c*** ass ROKU-TV system, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO ME’ DAMN BRO!!!!

Posted by mark wayne mohr at 12:33 PM

By the way folks, back up here on this just-about-2-go-BOTBAR 22^nd day in March of 2023 YO, I had YET ANOTHER FREEZE OUT AND TOTAL RESTART OF MY 'BLERKEDOFF' ROKU-TV-SYSTEM, and this was a few days ago, and also, the day B4 yesterday, I had another interruption on my landline phone system where the Spammenies made it suddenly go into this super-loud DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE that never stops and is twice as loud as the normal DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-DEE-SOUND that many of us remember from older landline phone service days when a phone is taken off of a hook. Also it always stops after a minute, only this twice as loud sound goes on indefinitely until the phone is back on-hook-again, oh FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION SIRS, and retired old Cooley Hall pal, Mister McDowell.

Folks, I may naught have had 2 suffer through being Bobs' whittle DITM as was poor ole' Sir Bruce Alan Pennock back in the autumn of 1972 in the rear wooded area behind the Cooley Hall on Hopkins Lane, but there is a story 2 tell U that has naught been told as of yet regarding the great GATE on KINGS HIGHWAY on the south and opposite side of where Bruce, Bob McD, and myself were on that day. I may have told a few things on earlier blogs from the prior half decade here and there regarding the inverted apartment number movie studio and this area, but there is quite a bit more 2 tell, but these bland blogs dare only say so much AT ANY GIVEN TIME; REMEMBER PEEPS?????????

SOOOOOOOOOO, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Now quickly, my dreaming woes from just hours ago: I was living in Collinwood or actually on the Astral Plane, in my Flower Wing of the Ricktown Manor. The phone system in the drawing room there was connected 2 a Privecode Machine, and the entire town of Collinsport had a three digit coding system for their emergency called-numbers that worked similarly 2 the way that Privecode operated. You would call one number 2 connect into it, just as in my Atco, NJUSAESMWG home on the mortal plane of existence when in 1983, I lived there and first began using this machine. Many things happened and I won't get into it, at least not on this particular blog and today. Suddenly there was a huge fire in the drawing room, and I called the emergency line and got a recording on the phone telling me something about code-590, and using it to report all house fires. There is so much more but the main thing is that suddenly a number was also given 2 me that said “2 automatically extinguish a house fire, use code # 713. I hit the 713, and instantly this absolutely non-Sanders “HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE” fire just mysteriously suddenly was no longer there in the room. There is a ton of stuff 2 go on with, but remember folks, I need 2B mindful that some weird 'AI program' only allows me 2 say 2U all, SO MUCH AT ANY ONE GIVEN TIME, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!

END TRANSMISSION FWOLKS & SIR WHAAAAAA-BIT FWUDD!

BB2AICI----CHAPTER 1

The initialed title stands 4 the following, good folks; and U will come 2CY it is and what it indeed stands 4 quite quickly and easily, as we move this along here. Spelled out, those initials above at the top of the page have the following MEANING:

BLAND BLOG TO AVOID ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CENSORSHIP INTERFERENCE

I have come to a recent absolute conclusion, my great as well as not so great Blogaudians out there in Cyberville. Much of my woes with blogging censorship on the public site that once was quite free and American at heart and is no more sadly, called BLOGGER DOT COM, (BDC) is all 'AI' related. They obviously have been engaging programs in recent times or since somewhere early a decade back in the twenty-teens of this 21^st century, and this AI (Artificial Intelligence) has the pre-programmed motive of taking blogs such as mine, and determining in any one blog-work, if it CROSSES TOO MUCH RED-LINED MATERIAL making it what they have come 2 call 'sensitive' on its 'blog-policy-guideline systems used by them 2 supposedly regulate just how much of any type of speech or information is permitted 2B posted up on their site. Hey, no one is arguing 4 one tiny moment that indeed, it is in fact, “THEIR SITE”, and if bloggers wish 2 post blogs onto it, they must indeed conform 2 all of its regulations and policies. The problem is that what they deem as 'sensitive' material, is 2 put it completely in an under exaggerated word choice here; quintessentially-elusive. Talk about attorneys, legalistic systems, and powerhouse lawyers truly earning their pay. With the ushering in of advanced AI, they R only beginning 2 embark on their upcoming incredibly financially rewarding careers. Words R being hacked out of my mind, and I know fully well that strange 'beyond Earthly' HALLS FAWCES are responsible 4 doing this hacking on my mind. There is a word 4 example that connotes a financially rewarding type of career, and later on 2 prove this hacking that is being done by them of course, and 2 interfere with my words spoken now, and when the hack-release arrives as it eventually must, and I claim this from a lifetime of experience with my personal interactions with this endless hellish nightmare between myself and what I now most recently have codenamed the Spammenies, but yes peeps, I will type in the word that I wished 2 say originally and was hacked out of saying by strange and Einsteinian SPOOKY-FAWCES. No people, the word that I am being hacked out of pulling up in my mind is not 'illustrious' or 'successful'; but rather a slightly less often used term. But back on my point folks, “AI” is going to alter things so radically, as it has recently come 2 alter MOUNTAINPEN'S BLOGGING LIFE, after a decade and a half of not having 2 put up with this additional woe on top of my already existing countless other woe-whiz-me troubles, not only making my life a lot worse, but I assure you great peeps out there, a whole lot of all of your lives also R about 2B changed 4 the worse by this soon 2 come deal that will invade its way into just about all of the facets in our lives. These creatures are soulless, computers cannot think, a software program cannot think, it has NO ASTRAL TRUTH 2 IT, it has no origins in the great Plancktime, all it is and ever can B is a whole lot of magical electronic circuitry and wizardry that only software engineers of the top levels in computer-tech R clued into in any full or meaningful way. I began 2 put this nightmare together after the three HUGE freedom of speech violations on me back in 2022 on my ALPHABET-TWEET-BLOGS with the two chapters of “O”, “W” if memory is at all correct, as well as the 15^th chapter in the following blog-book, BTAT. I realized after much serious cogitation and intense thought and analysis that the only possible thing happening here is that if too much stuff gets said in any ONE CHAPTER, this signals a RED-LINE-NO-NO-CROSSING. It is all entirely automatic and mechanical, or artificially created machine intelligence that looks 4 certain stuff, such as AN AMOUNT TOTAL, as well as certain subjects and spoken names of things that when placed together in a wild magical computer software programming system, the machine will eventually spit out a RED-LINE-CROSSING-NO-NO-NOTICE, and bring down a blog. I can post up my CHAPTER-25 recently removed blog in smaller piecemeal parts, and I know I can, without making the AI-programs mad at me, as it is only the amount of things that they do not wish 4 me 2 say that upsets them. I can say all of it, just not all at any ONE TIME, as otherwise, Y would I have the stuff that was removed all up there already, as I do. All anyone needs 2 do is go and click a link that goes further on from where I posted that recent 2007 stuff, as all of it is up there, merely not in 'good read-quality'. This 2 me has all been proven, and whether the blogger folks wish 2 deny it or admit it, I NOW KNOW FULLY WELL, THAT THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME. As long as I never tell or say 2 much RED-LINE-CROSSING stuff IN ANY one blog-work, then it should post up and remain up. Ill bet dollars 2 donuts that if I follow this guideline, I will B able 2 get my message out, but still, in the meantime, I do plan on getting my own website on the WIX or some such similar site on the net, and then post up my blogs without fear of this nightmare insane recent times AI induced censorship. Right now I'm dying 2 tell a zillion things, and I know that my few true loyal MORIAN-FOLLOWERS out there in Cyberville, have figured out all by themselves, just a whole lot of basicly what it all is, and if I attempt 2 make one long blog and say 2 much at any one time, well peeps; U know it will B censored. The Gmail that Blogger sends 2 me insists that nothing is removed, and that it is simply put behind a sensitivity warning screen, only I am unable 2 access it, and it is not showing up at all on the title page to the right of the opening of a blog; so I don't know what game they R playing with me, only that they indeed R playing games with me. This all reminds me of the 'MIMI' days, and my miserable daughter back in oh-Marola-eight!

I wish 2 get into so much, and if this was my future blogging on WIX or some similar site, I could; only 4 right now, I cannot. I want 2 discuss stuff about my last days of the nineteen-sixties, the magical girl on 10-SC Avenue, Goddess Scylla Pink, the incredible dreaming interaction that SHE gave 2 me, and yes, in a much larger and detailed way that ties the entire family into all of it, even family that comes from the great windy-city, and leads into the great P-45. Things that I know and can tell would get me knocked right off this blog site forever, as if they think what I have spoken of so far is a REDLINE-CROSSING, WELLLLLLLLLL, Mister R.M. Nixon Sir, I need naught go on with trying 2 make this point any clearer or better, do I? When I jokingly discuss the Macy Club, or type in a lot of my teasing “WOW'S” in a long row; what is behind it all goes so much farther than anyone out here could even begin 2 imagine. Hey, don't even try. BUTTTTTT, I promise that eventually on my own website, B it WIX or whatever; I will tell the entire thing until I AM EVENTUALLY REMOVED AND MYSTERIOUSLY MURDERED! Now what I plan 2 do until I do have my own system up and no longer need 2 depend on BDC, is simply to follow my own rules that pertain 2 what I now feel that I know about just what is trying 2 shut me down. First, I may need 2 apologize 2 my Blogaudians 4 intimating that any of them may B the ones who R reporting me. I think now that this is way more autonomic, and thus being done through an AI software program or some such similar type of thing. Being human and with an astral source, Mister Sky Rumson Sir, I can out think U by simply realizing that there is some form of maximum speech determination deal going on, something that says that at this point, too much content is there on this blog and it might cause a few peeps 2 begin 2 seriously ponder and wonder about maybe Mountainpen not being a total flake, so it has 2B stopped at that point. So all I need 2 do is 2 break my stuff up and only say so much each day. With this I can at least keep telling stuff. I cannot do what I wanted, so they do win on that front, I won't even try denying that 2 a soul. I wanted 2 have my blogs the way I felt would best make peeps listen and produce the minimum factor of doubting my tales of major truth. Now, I need 2 operate within a more stringent set of parameters that I know have been set up against me. So until I can have my own site and my own blogs on that site, I must B a willing BDC slave 2 their systems and rules. Who is kidding who peeps? We all know what is behind it, who is behind it, and I KNOW THAT U ALL KNOW. U have been watching the very same TV, internet, streaming systems, news, that the Mountainpen has; and I know that most of U out here ain't dumb! So I must now work within a new and more powerful set of containing factors in my attempt 2 tell the world my story from total hell (DOGTOWN). But beggars can't B choosers, and they never could, and we all know this.

This blog is now going 2 terminate at precisely 1:45 A.M. On this early Wednesday moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning on 22 March of 2023. We have a last quarter lunar phase today, and notice too how spring was brought in after a two week slight back off, with a MAJOR HIT ON ME, AKA a super BOTBAR DAY, and of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). I know that many of U know that this is all real and true.

And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology). And of course the cause of it was my major internet Spammenies attack, and it was planned obviously right along with my endless hellish woes of (ICPE-APE), as well as in correlation with MAP (Magnetic Percentage Technology).

END TRAnsdimensional ENDangered ENDOCRINOLOGISTS TRANSMISSION.