3 APRIL, 2023 AFTER COMMON ERA
4:24 P.M. ON LATE MONDAY AFTERNOON
BB2AAICI—2023—CHAPTER 19
I AM UNDER ANOTHER VERY HEAVY DEATH SIEGE TODAY. From almost the moment that I left 2 go on my daily errands, shopping and the bank, I have a nasty futhermucking private loud airplane dogging and illegally stalking me, and it has persisted upon my returning back 2 my residence of quiet waters, as I call the joint by a codename, just as the alpha-soup agencies in America love 2 codename their projects and even their non-Tommy's, AKA registered operatives or as Morianity refers 2 them as, “ROWE's”. In addition 2 this, I hopefully don't have a situation here where I live, but I will know more when I pay me' 'whittle went' tomorrow, Mister Fwudddd oh-sir, and can discuss it with me' landlord, Sir MP. Don't confuse him with me' Miami-Hollywood, Fl-USA-pal, Sir MP (Mike Patterson) by the way, as they both do indeed have the People's Magazine initials, only in an inverted way, but they R naught, lovely Mizz AT&T Blake of 1983, the same person. Weird twinallity situations in numerous ways does appear 2 endlessly surround my life and indeed numerous twins actually exist within my extended family system, still, these R completely different folks. In any event, I will clear up something with MP concerning a possible problem here, on top of numerous mother 'woe-whiz-me' nightmare problems, and between all of this plus super nasty futhermucking aerial harassment and persecution all day now, I AM HOLDING AT A BOTBUR, naught a BOTBAR, but it is getting there, and QUITE FUTHERMUCKING QUICKLY FOLKS, may I add!!!!! Let us bring MAGNESONIC online now 2 try and cunt phlegm rape 4 my negative hellishness of the day or Dejour 4 lovely Mizz Latengrate Antoinette Rabil of New Jersey, and assistant special education teacher at Cooley Hall, under both Mister Smith as well as Misses Young, from 1970 through 1972. AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA Sir Mike McNulty and Mizz Amanda Harris.
AND THAT'S JUST FUTHERMUCKING REALITY, SON!
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 Monday, and this 3rd day in April, of the year of 2023, striking me all day long with very heavy sky and air persecution that all pertains 2 my hellish nightmare being done 2 me by horrendous devils from hell in human flesh, & using the astrally-forbidden tool of intentionally created parallel event 2 wipe out my entire life; 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.
Oh baby-baby-baby, somebody out here thinks that destroying my entire stick licking life is real funny, WORLD COURT AT THE GODDESSDOG HAGUE. U need 2 allow me 2 bring this 2 trial or 'tribunal' or whatever name and label that U may wish 2 assign 2 all of thissssssssssssssssssssss rotten unfathomable and totally unconscionable nightmare from straight beyond the gates of DOGTOWN itself, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In 1969, I shared a powerful item with my best pal at those times, Mister Brad Messenger, only neither of us were quite mister's yet, I was 14 and he was 13 in Earth physical years of age and time. I tried telling him how we can all C from the center of our beingness, or what in those 'hippie-times' was more commonly referred 2 as 'cosmic-mind' and 'cosmic consciousness'. In order 2 accomplish this feat, no HUUUUUGE deal needs 2B made, such as learning somewhat bizarre and unusual and concentration taking mind exercises such as using the 'Hollister-Fascitar'. Rather peeps, one needs 2 simply become aware of something that is a lot like becoming aware of our bodily autonomic functions that in everyday life we all simply ignore, such as our continuous breathing processes. When we close our eyes, whether we R in a darkened or illuminated room or area, once we realize it on a consciously aware level of our thoughts, we begin noticing numerous dots. When we open our eyes, and again whether it B totally pitch black dark or brilliantly lit up somewhere or anywhere in-between; we R able once aware of this thing, as well as how 2 simply make it happen, 2 project those multiple tiny dots out as far as the skies. Indeed they appear 2B everywhere and all over the place now. 4 ten or twenty minutes somewhere, Brad told me I am totally crazy, as he could not see the dots. However, in a sudden marvelous revelation, and 2 quote the great super talented world famous chef, “Emeril', “BAM”, he suddenly was aware, or as psychics and mystics all love 2 say and call this particular event of awakening, he had then 'reached the simple enlightenment and realization of truth'. At this point, many things can B added here 2 all of this, but the point in question 4 right now, is that only after we learn to crawl, can we now begin working on the skill of upright walking. Only after we master walking can we begin 2 try and learn the art of running. Does this now mean that we can take this same concept and somehow begin learning 2 do even other wilder stuff, such as even flying around? On my WIX and or other whatever blog sites of the future, and when peeps begin 2 appreciate me and my words a wee bit more, welllllll, Mister non-crooked Nixon sir; I will get into stuff so damn dog darling HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE oh mighty and wonderful and illustrious Senator Bernie Sanders Sir that it will go far beyond a simply TMBB-1969 peeps, and yes, IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dig up ole' pool-Roy if U wish 2 doubt these powerhouse claims being made, OH WORLD!
I will B getting into stuff that no one has a small clue yet what it all is and how it all connects up, as only recently have I begun 2C how the entire mess is all unraveling into some gigantic nightmare reality that dwarfs any SYFY writers worst nightmares of WWIII holocausts or even Biblical retribution at its absolute worst, and on steroids. Everything that I'll say and do will B within the constraints of the law. I plan to break NO LAWS, NOT NOW, NOT EVER, hey YO , I know perfectly well mister RMN sir, that I have way 2 many goddessdog enemies just waiting in the stage-wings 2 grab me and pull me straight into freaking prison should I ever do something completely foolish as that. But there R ways 2 get stuff out onto the public forum that will and absolutely can alter this entire planet's course and evolution, as this is within the permitted constraints of anyone in the presently existing Huntington family, for complicated reasons that would take a year 2 attempt getting into on a blog. Never count out the great COOLEY HALL and its magical STRING OF EDUCATORS. Misses Marola was the first, and the most major and greatest one of all. But there were many more of them as well. Marola, Marcucci, Smith, Young, Ciprionni, Thomas, Faulk, Raynor, Mackey, Ciancio, Weinke 'pronounced as' Venka, Sanderson, and even the beyond hot and lovely 'Mizz Blackboard Message' and yes,whose name is most definitely being intentionally MIND HACKED AWAY FROM THE MOUNTAINPEN right now 4 reasons that I cannot fully comprehend but when this indeed does get done 2 me, we all can know 4 absolute certainty that THERE IS INDEED A MAJOR REASON for the Spammenies 2B doing this 2 me, YO BRRRRRR!!! My earlier blogs from back at the MMM-lot 10 trailer in Mullica Township in NJUSAESMWG where I resided from Halloween Day in 2000 right up through middle late summer time in 2008 when I left 2 move in with the mighty biblical KING FAMILY OF MIND BOGGLING VENTNOR-WASHCLOTHS & MURDERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don't freaking dare get into stuff that began just after I got up 4 the day and went out 4 a few grocery items at my Publix Grocery Store and then 2 my bank so as 2 pull out me' rent money for Sir-MP-non-”G-R-A-N-T”. Yet the connections 2 what I just typed in R indeed beyond wild and weird times fifty 2 the fifth power and then some. It pertains right down 2 the tee and totally on legal-point, with the Daniels-Prophecy nightmare that happened around the time of late 2021 after my brakes on my vehicle had been screwed with upon my leaving the eye institute. Something about MEDICAL STUFF, and yes, holidays 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is a subject all by itself, YO!!!!!!!!
2 QUOTE A LOVELY SAVANT NAMED KATY, IN 2007, “THE END”
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SOME MAY WONDER, AND ME INCLUDED; JUST---Y IS ANOTHER SITE UP THERE WHEN WE GO 2 THE LINK THAT I POST 4 MISTER HARNER. IN THIS HUUUUUUUGE WORLD FOLKS, I SUPPOSE THAT THERE R NOW OTHER GUYS WITH THIS NAME & DOING MUSICAL STUFF. THAT IS QUITE EASILY BELIEVABLE, YO. IN ANY EVENT, GOOGLE UP THIS EXACT WORDING:
Billy Harner 2000 Summer of Love, and other things like this will pop up 4U, great peeps! I PAID 4 THE ENTIRE PROJECT, AND STUDIO PARK EXISTED ONLY AFTER I CREATED IT BACK IN 1994 FIRST, WITH MY “TPB” BOOK. I swear this is truth under full legal pains of perjury and libel and anything else. I of course wish Billy only the best, just as I do all other peeps who love 2 hate me and forget me, after I did so much 4 them.
On my most recent blogs, I only start 2 get into SARAH-connected stuff such as my dad and Sir Pete Hasse from WFIL top 40 music radio station in Philadelphia in 1973. FM radio had not taken over the music market until around middle decade a wee bit later on folks. Only those WHO WANT 2 THINK AND BELIEVE that all of this is delusional fantasy on the part of the Mountainpen will do so, others of more honesty and rational truth abiding folks, know now that I am naught one bit delusional or mentally ill. This is naught some made up tale. It is an honest HELL ON EARTH REALITY, that 99.99999 percent of the rest of U out there wouldn't B able 2 keep your sanity with for one month let alone nearly 4 decades now. I say that only in humility, and hopefully 2 get some pity someday, from a few!!!!!
I am under an extremely large DEATH-ANGEL ATTACK today, and many days R indeed like this, endless buzzing on one side of me or the other side. Some of UR also experiencing this visitation from Mortimer Mortino, but U do not give it a thought, and it rarely goes on and on even when U may indeed experience a really severe one, and I know that peeps do indeed have these events in their lives; and it merely is naught sociologically acceptable 2 discuss it. It is no different than the topic of sex and really raunchy discussions taking place around lots of younger peeps. Certain things have become something that simply put, is NOT EVER DONE. This is one of those. It's taken me a wee bit longer than many others 2 learn this lesson in sufficient quantity 4 avoiding a lot of problems, but I 4 the most part have learned it is easier 2 go along with society here at least 4 the most part and when I can. My blogging is one of my exceptions however!
Most of the time there R good reasons 4 the increasing DEATH ANGEL, and today is no exception. Another bad day in the skies and the direct result that it causes me with both mental and physical assaults on my body is usually a direct cause of this increasing activity around me with Sir Mortimer. After the Covid-19 deal got underway in middle and late spring time in 2020, this is when an absurdly increased amount of this activity began 2 happen around me, and it still has not ever really lessened. Today there R a lot of poison-chemtrails all over my residence, and this began on Friday and was backed off a wee bit yesterday and now is right back again. Allow me 2 continue my major revenge of telling things 2 all of U, and remember it most likely will B that B4 this following business week draws 2 a conclusion, my blogs will resume in quantity 2 where they were last year when they resumed back up again after a quarter-decade-sabbatical. There will only B two or three per week, total, since my view count dropped and refuses 2 pick up again and this has now gone on 4 a solid futhermucking ten days now. I refuse 2B anyone's fool and so if UR not interested in my words, then fine, there simply will B less of them. Eventually, I know that I can pay 2 have this blog marketed more successfully to peeps who R known 2B hard core conspiracy theorists and those interested in all and any type of supernatural items. I have been averaging only 60 daily hits and B4 10 days ago, it was about double this amount 4 a long while. Either the MACY CLUB is my entire viewership or else a lot more is happening beyond what the Mountainpen can begin 2 fathom here, but in any case, I refuse 2 keep going with this if no one is interested in reading my incredible goddessdog story, straight out from the very GATES OF DOGTOWN ITSELF 4 crying out louder than the anti-matter-dead!
Now I said that there was an opinion on my part as 2Y the great TV-SHOW of the 1960's called, “DARK SHADOWS”, no longer seemed 2 have its FIRST SEASON available, at least on the DVD BOX SET OFFERS, or even in many of the box-choices on non-channel services such as my ROKU-TV service, and I speak of the opening year of this show, 1966 through 1967. Until 24 hours ago or so, this was an entirely different opinion that I now hold concerning this, and the one now is along a much more as U all might see things, “paranoid viewpoint”, as opposed 2 what is heard on the interviews of the library-rented box-set 'DS' video discs. I have now watched the first 33 episodes of the show and realize that I had originally begun 2 watch this around this time somewhere, in fact, I think it was the very one that followed the 21st episode and that conversation at the Collinwood dining room table between the 2 super-lovelies, Victoria Winters and Carolyn Stoddard, where the words spoken by Vicky 2 Carolyn went along the lines of, she was just thinking about the meaning of life, and death. Then I went onto tie in the first part of her sentence with stuff happening three decades later on in the 1990's, and then from there, more currently from only months ago back last year sometime in 2023. What I was originally going 2 add in here folks, was that all the interviews were saying things along the lines of the first season being dull and boring and only when the vampire was brought into the show did it heat up and get really good and even that they were going 2B a canceled out television show without the major change when Mister Frid entered the show as the 18 decade old vampire. First off, I completely, fully, strongly, vehemently, and wholeheartedly disagree. I think the show was marvelous, JUST AS IT WAS. In fact, if things had never switched into the supernatural curve of it in the 2nd season, I would have really enjoyed that DARK SHADOWS TV-show. Also, a lot of stuff makes very little sense 2 me based on many things that remember folks, I worked in the entertainment bizz for nearly 2 years back as a young man in his early twenties, and there R many unexplainable things in my mind that R going on here. First, thunder the first year of the show sounded real and very nice, and then after the change, it sounded more weird and totally unnatural almost like a lot of hollow blocks being dropped from a high cliff. Also the only scenes that show the dining room are in that first season and peeps do eat U know, so Y stop showing a perfectly natural and normal activity? I honestly go on here but won't because my true point is just 2 much larger and needs now B addressed with my Blogaudians, whoever most of them truly R. B4-I begin with this and it is totally connected of course; when we use what Mountainpen and Morianity calls the “SAFET”, things behind these strange invisible walls in cosmos begin 2B set into play that no one will ever truly understand without experiencing it and seeing it happen literally B4 their own eyes right in their own lives. I speak of how COSMOS is actually and honestly designed in a quantum flux that is no different than a computer software program. When we begin an earnest and true quest 2 find out about something, anything at all; if it is genuinely sincere and UR in a really strong desire 2 learn and find out about a particular something; that something now acts like an antenna trying 2 pull down a signal, and the signal is THAT THING BEING SEARCHED 4. UR literally taking a 40 foot tall piece of metal in your hand and during a gigantic thunderstorm U then R pointing it straight up into the air. It really honestly is working in just this way, I have seen this in life and have experienced this 4 decades now, it is real, and it is naught some damn delusion. Also it is no delusion that right now one minute ago at 6:24, some weird program popped up on my computer 4 absolutely no good reason, annoying me while trying 2 type and tell this all 2U, YO! And no, it had nothing whatsoever 2 do with my routine scans made by the activated McAfee to check stuff 4 updates, this was an entirely other stupid weird hack. I know 4 total ducking positive-sure that a keyworm black hat system is connected 2 this machine and that just yesterday while typing here, some prick from miles away was able 2 watch my PC keystroke by keystroke, and then with their keyboard, hit a close prompt that is not visible on my system, and then POW, my system shuts down just as if I had frikkin' hit that prompt. But let us get back now on pernt, Sir Bunkerqueens, shall we? First, and U will all C the tie in as I begin now, 2 what I said concerning the cosmos instantly answering our serious queries right back, and especially once we R indeed onto the operation in a really conscious-fully-awake way, such as the Mountainpen is. I said in recent blogging that I was watching some other soap and then stopped watching the ABC NETWORK 4 a while and later happened 2 tune it in one day in middle late July of 1966 somewhere, and then began watching the new soap on Channel 6 called, DARK SHADOWS. Channel 6 of Philadelphia B4 decades later on changing 2 call letters of WPVI, had the call letters of WFIL-TV. Every day at 3:30 in the afternoon, the automatic announcement came on right B4 the beginning of the show, and it would say, and I remember this as clearly as if it happened ten damn minutes ago folks; “WFIL-TV-Philadelphia”, then two seconds after that came the SARAH MUSIC, and I will get into this as well, either today or shortly down the road. I never steal music, but those around me kept insisting on changing my originally written notes on May 12, 1996 on my song “SARAH”, into the opening DARK SHADOWS notes, they upped those first two notes by two full tones, making up a quick example on any key, mine went C-A, and they all insisted for unknown HALLS FAWCES reasons to alter it into E-C. This is the way that the DS show opened up when the great Atlantic Ocean was being shown. It gets a lot better than thissssssss, lovely Erica Snakes, so this is naught even the beginning 2 things. It WAS NAUGHT some soap show that I used 2B viewing B4 DARK SHADOWS, it was, get this and get THAT peeps, along with all great transdimensional governors and daughters out there from Stone Harbor ocean-fishing jetties 2 neighboring seashore communities called AVALON; I was watching POPEYE THEATRE, U know, the show hosted by MIZZ SALLY STARR, who I came 2 know and become great friends with from 1988-2001, meeting her through my STUDIO PARK RECORDS BUSINESS PARTNER, MISTER PAUL EVANS PEDERSEN, no less. As a result of this and about a couple years after it all began, the great 2000 BH project was done, I know, I paid 4 the whole thing, Broadcast Music Incorporated, no one else put up a thin dime. Ole' 1997 Tandy credit slinger Mountainpen, YO, he financed it. This is Y the title of 'executive producer' was given 2 me. The entire entertainment industry knows how this works, as they all do this exact same thing. Sally Starr used 2 play my country music version of SARAH on her radio program on Sunday's. Cuzz Donnie loves 2 remind me in nightmares, or his doppelganger does, how I can't call him a law breaker after some of the stuff that I pulled, and I suppose the dude has a point. Luckily, all statutes of limitations have all come and gone on my junk, hopefully even including the stuff that we can leave details for WIX-BLOGS, as this bland blog needs 2 remain careful of being censored. Incest and all kinds of other crimes R bad enough, and then when it involves name recognized folks, this is when that censor most likely would kick in, so let me get back 2 other things, such as Sally, Sarah, and Billy, and yes, if anyone cannot take the dates of all this, and put together how family was indeed all a part of everything, well; I feel sorry 4U and do not ever apply 4 a job as a private investigator, as that is my best advice 2U. So 'Popeye Theatre' was the TV show that Mizz Sally Starr did when I was a boy in the middle sixties, and then as a grown man, she was still in the entertainment bizz and had her own radio show, at a non Connie Rubarosa Vineland, New Jersey-USA small station that mostly played a lot of older hit music and had weekend spots 4 shows, and also played my SARAH song a few times. The BMI union knows all of this, and I will B contacting them with an e-mail message 2 have them check 2C if a large amount of sales has occurred on E-BAY and or other internet sales outlets with my project BH-2000-SOL. I spent 5 grand recording this project, at least 5 grand on CD manufacturing at a famous Pennsauken, NJUSAESMWG place called Discmakers, and hey, I ain't some piker here, but this has been hit close to 2,000,000 times, and if 10,000 order-buys have been resulted, I think I should B getting my royalties just as I collected 20 years ago, royalties from MUZAK plays and other sources, from the great awesome BMI music union. There R2 unions in the music bizz folks, ASCAP & BMI, I was with the BMI. If a few hundred were bought, I don't care, but what if 10 or 20 thousand have been bought. Don't I get a dime or so on each 4 a writer royalty, 10% of this project is copyrighted as MY OWN TUNE, “SARAH”, as the whole darn world knows? Give me a 'BRAAAAAAKE', willya' Cuzz Donnie-boy? Say hi to my kid next week, cuzz, & LOL in court, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Folks, the reason the DS show's 1st season is hard 2 find is all due to its connections with the Mountainpen. Just from watching the first month and a wee bit into the 2nd month of these original TV shows, I now believe the guy who was infatuated with my mother just as Mister Dangerfield was with my pal Brad's mom back in 1969, only this was in 1966, and he was a powerful person in the local area and mayor of the town, Mayor Rohr, was closely related 2 a DARK SHADOWS television writer, the lovely Mizz Harriet. This is how they all came 2 learn so many things about my mom's pop's pal Mister Artist-Tate MacKenzie, and zillions of other things, numbers, birth-dates, addresses, the whole darn electrical-27 feet. Hey, I can B wrong, but I do know that the surname of “ROHR” is even less common place as my surname of “MOHR”, yet Sir Jay is my 5th cousin three times removed from my dad's mom's peeps back in Ohio a century or more back into time. I may have turned into the Barnabas character on the show, but I obviously originally began as little screwed up David Collins, played by child-actor, Sir David Henesy. When the show began, I had just been released from that horrible nightmare psych institution, the NJNPI in Princeton, NJUSAESMWG, and was only 2 years older, and I was indeed a lot like little David, only I never became a volleyball player, did I great AI-censors? That Macy Club is beyond super dangerous, and I am scared 2 death of both of these peeps, world, and I ain't one damn bit ashamed 2 admit it 2 anyone of U, YO YO YO YO YO!!!! Not one dog damn bit, great 1986 Admiral Whalespock Humperpuke moment, SIR!!!!!!!
So far today it has been one dirtbag on a motorbike, a whole damn lot of poisonous chemtrails all over the damn place, and the physical as well as mental effects of those sky-poisons, peeps. I do not feel that great, both physically as well as my general mood and basic life attitude and constitution, and if an extensive study is done on the topic of these nasty SPACEFORCE SKY WRITERS of the once Donna Summer music albums of late 1989 Mystical Club of Dogtown-Briggbase origins; even doubters and professional skeptics and unbelievers will have 2 wonder about so many things such as all of the new mental and physical abnormalities that came onto the scene at the precise time that I caused this phenomenon 2 first happen in the end of the year of 1987 after making a complaint telephone call about them in the distance one day, from my guard post at the American Honda plant in the Mount Laurel Industrial Park on Gaither Drive, and instantly they came right at me after that very day, making it totally and fully a RAPBERRY DREAMS DEAL of the near future from that date, U know, “impossible 2 ignore”. On top of all of this rotten diseased horse puke folks, the weather in Florida as always, is hot and miserable, at least by the standards of the Mountainpen, YO YO YO YO ME' BRO!!!
Every night this year in small varying degrees, it is nightmare frikkin' city for the poor and pitiful NON-RON Mountainpen as well, last night or today until my awakening being absolutely no futhermucking damn ass exception, BRAHHHH!!!! Last night I was in my bank withdrawing my April rent money, which I will B doing shortly, 2 pay me' landlord; who seemingly may know a whole lot about the Shirley-Labs of 1984, or else it is just some WEIN-HUUUUUUUUUUUGE trick by the mighty futhermucking HALLS FAWCES, 2 simply make me think that somehow my tale from Dogtown has become known county wide. All the peeps here R not into blogs so they R naught reading me on the net, I assure U, oh wonderful and totally illustrious Blogaudians out there, YO YO YO, BRRRRRR!!!!!!! So back now 2 my nightmare, or the last one in a much larger series of a bunch of Dogtownish junk on pure enhanced steroids 4 crying out much louder than a 5K-W Crown musical amplifier could ever B able 2 play, even at fully opened up control and into 4 gigantic audio-stage monitors!!!!!!!!!! WOW-2-THAT-1, Mister Macy. I am waiting 4 the teller at my bank in this nightmare, 2 hand me the cash so my rent could B paid 2 Mister MP, and I wrote the check out 4 cash and 2 the tune of seven and a half bills as always, and the teller starts handing me seven one dollar bills and then grabs two quarters. I remember almost dying of a frikkin' heart attack standing there at my bank. All night, every night, it is one horrendous futhermucking nightmare after another without let up. I KNOW THAT THERE IS A REAL POWER-HOUSE TRANSDIMENSIONAL EFFECT going on between my waking life and my nightmarish sleeping life, and it has been worse in this demonic '23' year than I've seen it 'EVER EVER EVER', Mister Star-Trek-Trilane, oh U awesome and illustrious 900 light year scanner, sir!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
You really have 2 love and adore me' wonderful and wuvwee Spammenies, right Mizz Attorney General AM, and great astute Sheriff KJM??????????????????
The death angel is annoying as mother flagging all darn mitt lately, on my left side, on my right side. What is this Mister Weldon Criminal Saunders??? Old credit slinging Mountainpen, huh Tandy company-1997? There are a lot of great Paula's out there, and great and dangerous clever curly NASA-GIRLS, and even Driver-Jackson of the mighty McDonald Douglas Company knows that much about me and my trucking darn-butt secrets from (Dogtown) HELL!
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1988, yes world, this was a real YEAR FROM HELL!!!!!
I remember it. I also remembered it unconsciously as a man of thirty. If for any reason, she ever remembers even a spark of any of this while here in any of her jacked in lives, and uses this pass-code for her computer, (eighteenclevergirls) without the parenthesis, or three identities inside of six dimensions; or as Magnesonic/Keyboards From Petahell uses it as CG-18, with or without any help at all from lovely 12 year old Queen Elizabeth, and wow few know how gorgeous our great queen was back then; but yes, great 1984 © Office, this is WHAT IS WRONG, as well as Jim Burr telling me about Zwonko and his wild inventions, and then on top of the list, when he told me that something in my family was after me, and trying to do me in, back in the beginning of 1974, and even in the end of 1973, just months after my graduation from the PC Institute, and became so PC ahead of my time, and without a single candle, Gene Roddenberry. Now that's 'sayin' something', is it not; rock star Billy Harner??????????? http://www.billyharner.com/ WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, LOVELY MIZZ AMANDA 'DARK SHADOWS' HARRIS.
Taking something said at the very beginning of the Morianity Old Testament on cassette tape, from 1995; I told how confusing ones enemies is probably equal to any number of nuke weaponry that one might use instead, and it would be so much messier for the entire world with those things all going off. Never ever mother mucking underestimate THE POWER OF CONFUSING AN ENEMY. I have been on the wrong and totally trucking nitty end of that stick since I walked out of the great powerful non lion-tiger-bear-Dorothy-twisters COOLEY WORMHOLE HALL OF KINGS HIGHWAY IN HADDONFIELD, NEW JERSEY, oh MISS AT&T BLAKE OF 1983, ELEVEN YEARS BEFORE I EVER CAME TO KNOW YOU AND DISCUSS MY WOES WITH YOU OVER A TELEPHONE!!!!!!!!!!!! Sam Trinidad Julie White Central Park Taxicabs all notwithstanding here great people, and all wild wide angle turns of new age school buses; remember this powerful item about confusion. It is how I am kept so far off course for numerous mother ducking decades now, President Obama my old buddy here in 'Bearhugsville, Florida, USA' Pizza-Shops!!! YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP AND YIPPIR FOLKS; this is going to get very ugly and very hairy. Miss Blake, if you have not retired from AT&T and have made a career out of your job there since I knew you from the year of 1983; well, listen up, should U be by some remote chance, also reading along here. Lions, tigers, bears, or double tigers, all notwithstanding; Miss Blake was the lady in 1983 at the AT&T Annoyance Caller Bureau, in New Jersey. For over 70 times, one of my creditors from Illinois, where Paula Somnambulist Kings' folks all hail from in her true name-identity; and this creditor calls me and a young voice speaks and says, “YIP”. There are no rocks of Gibraltar or Prudential any longer, Mister Robert Riches. I thought that maybe, just runt eating mucking maybe, some few things would remain stable like nuclear half life times. Then it hit me like a ton of loose trucking goose farts, cubed and damn-ass Cuban. Even these items can be extremely long times as well as extremely short times, as anyone knows only too well who works inside laboratories of particle accelerators (atomic-collider's) or whatever, Bob Andrews, old 1975 pal! So what are you up to these days, Mister Russell Deflavia??????? JESUS CHRISTMAS CRAP!!!!! My bunt eating rotten nabes from hell are really slamming all day today, Attorney General Bondi, YO, even if you don't care one little darn butt bit about my rights!!! Mountainpen; you R naught, speaking so much here of Mizz Blake; even clued in one percent on how bad your family from DOGTOWN-BRIGGBASE plans 2 make U in less than a half decade from right here, and I wish I could use some I-CHING that did naught have transdimensional effects, so as 2B able 2 stop this from happening 2U, only does this naught seem like some 1969 summer time song lyrics that U wrote back there in WESTMONT, NJUSAESMWG, AND IN APARTMENT #125-A, oh U pathetic poor pitiful guy? Yes great peeps, indeed there is an organized mother trucking group that lives right here in this world, and has nothing to do with the Exploratronic Supermind Society. They have been after me ever since I was a child, and my family is indeed, just as mucking quirk off James T. Burr said a long time ago, the reason for my suffering and endless mother mucking whopping ass torment!!!!! Between slit that my father did, knit that my mother did, and MITT THAT I MOTHER MUCKING DID ALSO; none of us need to be experts in mother ducking baseball, to count to STRIKE-3, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!! 'Whaaaaa-ha-aha-aha-aha', MMCN!!!
POWER, HUH CAPTAIN SHATNER TIBERIUS???
ALL CUTE LITTLE SAVANTS KNOW; ''THE END''
HOWEVER, IT AIN'T THE END, AS NOTHING ENDS!!!!!!
GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 101
Something seems 2 end and yet is only in a cycle that is all destined 2 merely become a brand new frikkin' beginning. This is a truth that is built into Lawtronics.
As you know, Sheriff sir, the stock market opened up and went down, way mother mucking down. Then the SPACEFORCE ENEMIES mother ducking poured it on me all golly-dog shmucking afternoon. The illegal people up here on my floor slammed louder than I ever heard them since the new doors were put in. They have to be breaking the PHA property, and you or someone really should be investigating this mother trucking shullbit, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now after all of this death-neighborhood siege had been done to me, the Dow Jones stock markets went back up. They still were down on the day, but they recovered from being down 400 points to only around one and three quarters hundred down. This is of course always accomplished on my pathetic trucking back, AND IT ISN'T MOTHER MUCKING FAIR, OR LEGAL; SHERIFF, AND FLORIDA-AG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE ALL KNOW THAT THIS IS NOT MOTHER 'TRUCKING' LEGAL!!!!!!!!!!! But wait a couple years and watch the entire system fall apart once CUZZ TRUMPIE takes over our pitiful nation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And that is just reality, sonny-boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey rock chuckers of the WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCES; you ain't gonna' mother trucking make me cry, YO!!!!!!!!!
''AND THAT'S JUST REALITY SON”.
Dennis Snyder; you had a truck mucking load of great wisdom, and these blogs commend you for it. I'd never ever think in my widest dreams of trying to take that away from you, old ex-pal from up there in nice BRRRRRR-COLD NO JOYSEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAA! Briggbase people are impossible to ever know, and you think you're so smart up there too, huh Ann ducking butt-hole King???? You can have all of those dirt ball count slapping people. Your family, your friends; you all impress ducking runt butt me as far as puke blowing in a smart-storm at light speed cubed, Cuba-Cuban, and then re-squared again, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!
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The 2nd 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:
MONDAY, APRIL 3, 2023
CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING GIBBOUS 6:8
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)
IT SEEMS THAT I HAVE BEEN SHOUTING OUT ME' TALES OF WOES FOR A VERY LONG-LING TIME!
And it also seems at least 2 me that an awful lot of stuff is up now that proves one thing if nothing frikkin' else at all, YO peeps. Remember also that I did naught make up the famous slogan we all hear throughout our lives, it never seems 2 go out of trucking style, U know, “Where there's smoke, there's FIRE!”Y would Disney B searching my stuff, and remember that my now X-son in law worked 4 them and still most likely does, as all of U know, I have no interest whatsoever in the entertainment industry, and I try me' utmost best NAUGHT 2 FOLLOW THEIR JUNK, NAUGHT EVER if I can help it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and WOW WOW WOW STACEY-MACY-NIGH NIGH AND SPELLCHECKER SEEMS 2B ON TOP OF IT AS WELL, U KNOW, I TYPE IN NIGHtmares AND HIT AN ENTER KEY as the system sort of 'back-door' indicates 4 me 2 do, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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Have yourselves a merry little day, all Merry's out there, and all else, YO! How can you worry about 'your damn job', Copyright examiners of 2008? I love you Eddie Green; you've got a darn heart, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!
To this I will give you my little personal opinion, to which I too am totally entitled to, Mizz Mashell RPL Daniels of 1980, and that is “SHULLBIT” ON ALL OF YOU, CUBED, AND CUBAN, AND THEN RE-SQUARED”!!!!!!!!!!!!! Up in 2022, some of your wild suspicions of good ole' 1980 Mashell naught only came 'twue' YO and 'TWUE-BWUE TOO' lovely Mizz Amy Cooley-1972, and after U broke my arm that day but yes girl; the place where U will B moving 2 in a half decade or so Sir Mountainpen will indeed alter significantly just as your whittle dream-prophecy with Mashell's family predicted in your wild residential nightmare of all lost items including old world cassette tapes, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!! Their was a logical reason 4 the prophecy that came true and that U will also find out about in several years, as will the entire Planet Earth, and it will B called, a global pandemic, AKA Covid-19!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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SUPPLEMENTAL BLOG ENTRY-----MIND HACKING BY SPAMENNIES
Quarter shy of ten on the evening of Thursday, 30 March, 2023
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION.
Two vely non-McDowell-1972 mind hacks have struck me vely recently peeps. This will B a non MacInvondi SHORTY of a blog folks. It is merely about two necessary and extremely powerful items that needed 2B included in my recent groupings of blogged information and again was totally and completely MIND-HACKED away from me, hence from all of U as well, my Blogaudians. The most recent of these two non senior-moments is a utility assault on me late this moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, and one from the previous two weeks, when I kept meaning 2 tell U about something that my landlord and I discussed right around one month ago now as of the date on this supplemental blogging entry. Here R these 2 items now, great and non-great Blogaudians of Cyberville.
Let me quickly tell thisssssss thing now, B4 the Spammenies continue working their evil demonic magical hocus pocus ways of ever seemingly preventing the telling of major urgent stuff by the Mountainpen 2 all of U, YO BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!! 2 quote my own musical lyrics from somewhere back in the 1990's, “HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”. It was late this morning and the exact time escapes me, since this awakened me in an area where I do naught keep a clock, so that Mizz Sleazeweedsdisease cannot get at me with her ones-grouping assaults, that are eternally stemming from 1993 baseball games in Atlanta, GAUSAESMWG. I was on the phone with my Lightning Goddess Diana, connected into our communications system from an off-hook open line or dead circuit or whatever anyone wishes 2 call it. The diseased subscummites recently named by the Mountainpen, the Spammenies; put a loud illegal screeching noise through the phone because the Dow Jones was way down this morning. This of course went onto turn it around and it ended up WAY UP ON THE DAY, another of three zillion or so now of their futhermucking ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULTS and violations on my civil, human, legal, and constitutional goddessdarn rights. They persecute and harass me, POW-BAM-Chef Emeril not at all one wee bit withstanding here, and the market suddenly turns from being way down 2 WAY UP ON THE DAY, AND CLOSING WAY UP---AGAIN. The Flyers R on a super winning role string as well. I am not presently aware of the Phillies, but I would certainly if forced 2 guess about it and or gamble real cold hard cash on it, that they too R indeed following the parallel event nightmare, and R going straight down the girgler and right into damn ass Dogtown. Now for the second MAJOR RECENT MIND HACKING, but one that is dating back just a tad wee bit Irish-Patty farther than merely this rotten darn moUUUUUUUrning: This is major beyond words and please don't dismiss it as silly or trivial, as things always R in the eye of the beholder, beauty as well as everything goddessdog else great folks, and lousy folks also!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When my landlord was over here, and this is what I was about 2 tell 2U all on yesterday's blog, only I again was enemy-MIND-HACKED, and this has 2 do with an unfathomable thing that lasted all but ten seconds, and yet blew my mind a whole darn lot more than poor Mister Marcucci's mind was ever blown by me back in the autumn days of the year of 1969; or at least 2 hear the great and illustrious Mister Russel Thaxton tell the tale! Golly gee gash dern whiz-fizz, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO. Now he was here so that I could give him the rent for this month of March, just as he will B here again very soon 2 collect my rent 4 the month of April. He knows about my daughter as does his wife, and hopefully they R the only 2 peeps in my park who know, as it is nobody else's whiz fizz bizz 2 put it candidly and yet flat out truthfully here peeps, YO BRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! As I handed him my cash-rent since I had just returned from my bank 2 get it 4 him and never keep cash around as that has always been a strict policy of mine since forever; as it was being handed 2 him, my mind remembered even B4-I had opened up a sealed envelope that was underneath a lot of papers on my dining room table, and knew that the denomination of my 750 dollars was 'seven Franklin's' and 'one Grant'. I then without thinking said as we all do from time 2 time and that certainly does include Mister Mountainpen-ME, “I've got seven photographs of Mister Franklin here 4U, and one of Mister Grant”, and when I said Grant, I said it the exact same way that my daughter used 2 say it back in 1984 at the throat specialists 'Shirley Laboratories' used 2 say it, it is hard 2 describe, ask the Copyright © Office, they know, as it is on my tune from the 2013 titled track called 'YBCO', and the tune was the 2nd tune on the tape, and its name is, “Deal With This Another Time”. Also after I copied the way that she said this, I also spelled out the letters of President Grant's surname, U know, “G-R-A-N-T”, and also in the way that MC did back at age 14 years. But when I was speaking this thing, “GRANT, G---R---A---N---T”, Mike P my landlord was saying the exact same thing, and in the same exact way that anyone of U would hear it on that 2013 music tape, or if U ever heard it on U-Tube when I had it up there 4 a short while from 2013-2015 somewhere; and there is no way and I MEAN ABSOLUTELY NO DARN DOG WAY that he could have known about it other than 4 the more spuriously esoteric possibilities, or perhaps I need 2 do a slight wee tad bit of 'Lieutenant Commander Montgomery Scottie Star Trek' rephrasing here laddies, as this will B no 'tribble-trouble' at all 4 me 2 do, and thus make this read, another Montgomery spoken endless possibilities from the great 'Bewitched' Television show. He did not echo those sounds after me, as I promise U all of that, folks. He said this right along with me, “GRANT, G---R---A---N---T”, in the very same way it was spoken back in 1984 from Shirley's magical laboratory off of Grant Avenue in those marvelous driving directions given 2 me one day by teen-MC. There is no Earthly way 'IMHO' 4 how this wild event happened, only it really did happen, and I swear it on the righteous and holy name and blood of my Lord JESUS CHRIST, MY SAVIOR and eternal master and redeemer. I know that many R thinking, so what 2 this whole thing, but this is because U-R naught me, nor have U been living in my life and moccasins 4 nearly seven decades of time, QUODDY or naught, lovely Mizz 1983 glittering Blake of the mighty & illustrious American Telephone & Telegraph Corporation.
Just what the purpose of HALLS FAWCES could possibly have been 4 doing this last month with my landlord MP and myself, is anyone's guess; as again, that mighty statement kicks in from prior days of suddenly revealed major
repressed memories back on 5 October of 2008, on my blog titled, “HMTMF”. I do know that most of U out there have also had these type of strange things happen at least at some or a few times in your lives 4 those who have lived longer than just four decades or so anyway. However, the accepted thing 2 do in modern society after such things do occur is to forget it and chalk it off 2 the attitude of, “oh well, stuff happens, even doghouses and magical kids”. Well, guess what, U would B correct, that is the appropriate thing 2 do unless we wish 2 eventually become sociologically ostracized. What is Mountainpen's opinion and ideas on this deal some may just B pondering? 4 those who R, here it is summed up in a neat tiny nutshell 4 all of the great Madonna Roth's and what I jokingly call the MRS (Syndrome) from somewhere in the summer time in 1997 near the Atlantic City mainland somewhere; first and quickest, it must matter, or else 'Y the MIND HACKING' from the MO-AKA the Spammenies? 2nd folks, and this is a slightly larger kicker I'd suppose; the utility assault on me this morning is obvious, they wish 2 endlessly inflict upon the pitiful trucking Mountainpen as much hellishness as possible with the minimum and least possible risks of potential exposure 2 their wicked and evil deeds. That is so basic and simple it should B teachable 2 a mucking kindergarten class 4 crying out louder than dog stench stinks! They most likely even hoped 2 make me forget permanently this utility assault and its market reversal caused as an instantaneous and direct result. As 4 the mind-hack on me with my landlord somehow knowing the deal with my daughter, and how she said what she said back in 1984 that day at that magical medical laboratory, and my being made 2 completely forget it, and not ever blog about it; 'welllllll', Mister non-crooked President Nixon Sir, half a century may have just ticked by Mister President oh Latengrate, BUTTTTTTTTTTTT and butTTTTTTTT-BUTTERCHEESE-BIG ASS BUTT-but-Milituforce Otammites of 1988-2008; that ole' Briper strikes endlessly does it naught oh lovely Mizz AT&T BLAKE? In any case B4 Nick chokes me out at his lakehouse, in some weird endless competition with my awesome coil the GODDESS OF LIGHTNING OF THE EARTH PLANET, there R obviously 'unlimited Daren Stevens possible things' involved in what happened that day a month back with my landlord copying an incident that he would have absolutely no earthly way of knowing tough-beans about, Uncle Stuart Non-Egg Harbors, SIR!
I need all of the compensating positive-magnetics (AKA GOOD LUCK) by mortals of the Earth-Planet, that I can goddessdog futhermucking get, fwolks out there, YO!!!!!
Oh beautiful lovely giant Gina from those nineteen-nineties times back in New Jersey, yes girl, I TOLD YOU ABOUT PARALLEL EVENT AND THE EVIL EMPIRE, AND I AS ALWAYS AND FOREVER SINCE 1986, AM RIGHT-RIGHT-RIGHT-RIGHT. Flyers WIN AND WIN AND WIN AND WIN. PHILLIES LOSE AND LOSE AND LOSE AND LOSE. THE DOW JONES STOCK MARKET RACES UP AND UP AND UP AND UP. And what is needed 4 the mother ******* Spammenies 2 accomplish this whittle invisible rock chucking deadly miracle or at least deadly 4 poor pitiful NON-RON Mountainpen? Well, performing and perpetrating an endless ICPE-APE-TECHNOLOGY against the poor old helpless defenseless futhermucking slob, me, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, MO-BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes sir great fwolks out there as well as all U goddessdog 'silwee whaaaabbits', Elmer Fwuuuuds, and Mister Rossmoor Metsker guys out there who need 2 endlessly tell everyone just who the Dogtown they R, right Mister Roth Latengrate of northeast Philadelphia??????????? I have said this since my blogs began on the early parts of the month of January in the year of 2006, and now again shall reiterate it as I will until this is someday futhermucking halted or I am placed physically into my slit eating bunt tapping tomb peeps!!!!!!!!!!!! Just as long as 'they' can endlessly get scott sucking away with injuring and destroying my life and me absolutely covertly and with complete impunity using this ICPE-APE-TECH, this will B a major preponderantly FULL EVIL EMPIRE, ONE AFTER ANOTHER; FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, FULL EVIL, and FULL EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As U all know totally and completely well out there, my life 4 the past month of futhermucking MARCH-2023 has been like the rest of this evil demonic '23' year of devil numeration 2 divided by 3 or point oh 666666666666666666 forever and ever and ever!!!!!!!!!!! It all speaks 4 itself. I have nothing whatsoever 2 prove now 2 anyone of U out there, as if 17+ years of endless proofs ain't enough 4 some of U YO, welllllll then Mister Milhouse Richie Sir-N-Pres and anyone else; then that is TOUGH UNCLE FAMILY BEANS 4U, ME, AND THE WHOLE DAMN ASS METAVERSE 2 BOOT!!!!!!!!!!!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO in reiteration here Chester-WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and anyone of Sheila Funnies Franklin else out there; allow this quick whittle CAPPING-copy of reiteration, YO BRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
The 2nd 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
I shall repeat this until someone helps me someday!!!!!!!!
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 DURING THE ENTIRE MONTH OF MARCH OF 2023, with air harassment's and spam telephone calls, and various 'parallel ICPE-APE-TECH-persecutions' on me since 1986 and still presently ongoing by Trump and his evil thug-gang; 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.
I plan on opening this up with a small wee bit of necessary information that pertains 2 what I jokingly have called for at least a decade now, and perhaps longer than this; the “MACY-CLUB”. I do it for one main reason. Two of those three persons on those old early millennium television commercials come often 2 me in my dreams, and back in days and times where flat out put here, I just never was thinking of these peeps in my daily waking routine, naught even in the slightest amount. Dreaming persistently about peeps who we R naught consciously dwelling on nor thinking of in even the smallest amounts, signifies a whole lot more stuff in absolute reality than what the psychiatric so-called experts tell us is behind the phenomenon. Also, I don't think of those two distant family-parts any more than ever in recent times even when large things R going on with them, yet during times where these large things happen 2 them, such as my daughter's projects or plans as well as Trump's political activities and successes, causes mind bendingly powerful intense and vivid nightmares and almost on a regular basis 4 months at a time. The real reason is naught them causing it 2 happen 2 me either, any more than any so-called psych-junk written of in scientific journals such as the Diagnostic Statistical Manuel (DSM). It is all about the Biblical and Morianity teachings of dreams and prophecies and Towel Seepage Effects (TOSE) of the 'transdimensionalization'. Yes, this is a Morianity-Mountainpen created word. When Old Testament biblical prophets were sent into parallel worlds (given dreams and visions from Astral-Sources) (the heavens), they were sent into far distant 5-D hyperspace realms where the Tobycouch Syndrome is extremely prevalent in all such matters here being discussed. A very dependable way of decoding these wild imagery scenes from their visions/dreams is now quite easy 2 perform once the methodology 4 so doing it is shown to the prophets by the great Astral-Sources (GOD), if U all insist on that particular verbiage, word choice, and nomenclature. Also those wild commercials of the early millennium had a female in this tri-grouping, Mizz Martha; and despite the spelling of her name not being the spelling of my family's name back B4 it was transitioned into the Huntington lines of more recent and modern days of post-Renaissance; such varying of spellings can indeed all B part of equal family lineage systems, and naught knowing one way or the other; I merely say okay, with the other two characters along with this, it ups the odds for it naught 2B merely a non-relational spelling. All things indeed have origins and sources, all things do indeed stem from some first event or happening, and this is why many surnames exist, as they originated from what the family did 2 earn their living, such as shoemaker, carpenter, and so many other trades it needs naught all B mentioned and listed. I absolutely do believe in the MACY CLUB, and do not think 4 one single micro-moment that these three peeps merely coincidentally made that television commercial for the Macy Stores, Trump, Carey, and Stewart. But if this is and was all that there is 2 all of this ranting, I would B wasting both my time as well as yours whoever is reading this, as it would B a silly parade of nonsense foolishness 2 put it mildly politely. This is no different whatsoever as when I begin receiving multiple harassment's out of the blue, an air attack, a computer hack, a spam phone call, and along these lines, as it merely ups the odds that this is indeed an attack that is going on and naught just a random unpleasant piece of life merely randomly kicking in. Speaking of this, at two minutes B4 the opening bell on Wall Streets evil demonic stock market yesterday the 29th, I was at the park waiting for Sir Swap to arrive B4 going into the local library 2 return some due-DVD's that came due yesterday, POW-BAM, no Chef Emeril but rather, a major aerial assault zenithing right over me, and always that same exact private plane with the long white wings and their ugly black tips. This plane has dogged me since the very beginning of this nightmare back in late 1986. I am most certainly naught imagining any of this, nor am I lying 2 get attention, and am more than willing 2B polygraph tested as well as Sodium-Pentothol truth drug tested by anyone in authority, and at any time, and at their futhermucking convenience. I have nothing 2 gain by making up a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE tale from HELL (DOGTOWN), only 2B eventually proven a liar and an idiot. If I were insane, I would naught B able 2 speak in a rational way and continue 2 go on and on without eventually doing what I already gave an example about on much earlier blogs back in my first two years of blogging while residing at Jenny Plageman's trailer park, the Mullica Mobile Manor (MMM)----Non-Bonjovi-Gmail address, at 3100 South Julia White Horse Pike, in Mullica, NJUSAESMWG, in Lot #10 Trailer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I plan 2 get a whole lot more into the MACY CLUB, and most likely, in order 2 do it completely as well as properly, I will need 2 do it on my own blog-web-site, either at WIX or somewhere else, that offers the ability to cut and paste from a word-program so that I can transfer many of my old blogs from other sites such as BDC and others, as well as CAP in many of my old documents from my computer files. Yes, I gave an example of how a truly insane person could not write entire long winded blogs without suddenly tuning reality out and sounding utterly moronic and off the wall, I will now give 2U all a reiterated example of what I already gave 2 my Blogaudians back about 15 years or so ago from New Jersey: “I woke up at noon and had a nice breakfast. I showered and dressed and left 4 my job at my security guard-house. I got through most of the day without 2 many unusual things 2 report 2 my Blogaudians. However at half past three in the afternoon suddenly, a car pulled up and five large guys got out and began hollering at me 4 absolutely no reason whatsoever. Then I telephoned my sergeant 2C if he wanted me 2 call the police. He came over and when the men would not stop their lewd and bizarre behavior, he had me phone the local police. They arrived and arrested the men and a tow-truck came within half an hour 2 tow their vehicle away. Then the flowers on the moon began speaking loudly 2 me and told me 2 go jump in a pile of pig urine. My clothes seemed 2B on fire and I began 2C weird looking aliens all around me. I will tell U all more on my next blog”. UC folks, we all know that when it is all said and done, the great god of the psych world, the DSM followed by whatever its most recent number may B, has a clear and concise definition of how a delusional or schizophrenic patient behaves as well as speaks or writes, and that is one perfect example. Reality can just suddenly fade in and out with a truly sick mind, and I am not sick or delusional. All the junk that I have claimed has happened 2 me, has happened. Their other total shullbit deal is 2 say 2 me that it is my reactions and interpretations of stuff happening 2 me and around me that is abnormal. My retort right back at them, lovely Mizz L. McGuire Duff, is simply thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss: U live my goddessdog life 4 one lousy year let alone nearly four goddessdarn decades, and C if U do naught say and do and feel and think pretty dern close 2 the way that the goddessdog Mountainpen does, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How easy it is to judge and certainly 2 MISJUDGE ANOTHER PERSON who we R beyond clueless 2 properly ever understand in any meaningful totality. Jesus Christmas puke on a pike, folks; 4 crying out louder than 16 bells of SPL!
Now for tying in a lot of stuff about two thirds of the great MACY CLUB, leaving poor Mizz Martha a bit out in the cold 4 a while. This message is only 4 the smart 'ENTEES' as some few have called them, U know NT as in 'Never-Trumpers'. The peeps who adore this monster from DOGTOWN, the ruler of the Astral Plane BRIGGBASE, will love the words that I say and maybe use them as well unfortunately, but that cannot B helped, as it needs 2B spoken 4 those ENTEES out here on the blue side of the great WASH-AISLE. Yes folks, I take back every word ever written on KM, the new SOTH of WASH. When he shushed those out of order dirt bags that night of Mister J.R. Biden's fantastic speech, I tried 2 like the guy a wee bit, but all bets R off on that diseased nut-case now, after all of his recent rhetoric. I deplore these rotten sicko peeps on the red side of the Wash-Aisle. Maybe naught every single one, but all of the extreme buttwipes, and many indeed there R, YO BROADCASTED BRO of Mike Soft SPELLchecker!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, 4 those who worship that sicko, they will only love a lot of what I now will say, at least 4 the most part since they all despise me so much that maybe all bets R off on that one as well. They R perfectly at ease and happy 2C this monster pile of disease get in, take over, rule the nation forever with his evil royal sick greedy family from Dogtown, censor all those who don't like him, and even painfully execute many of his enemies of whom I would B right up there at the top of a list, I assure U all, and I also do indeed assure U great tasty Spellchecker allBERRIES!!!! When I was a silversmith in Rome twenty centuries ago, I lived with Diana, my name was Demetrius and yes world; I was destined 2 have a great movie made about me 2,000 years later, that pertained to one of my 2020 blogs from back in my PEEHA DAYS, that were discussing the dice game spoken of in bible scripture by the Roman soldiers. This was my Sporadic Blogs chapter-book name, and the final one that managed 2 post and naught B censored off after some interaction in late 2022 at my local library with the Blogger Team concerning this. This is not a blog that is going 2 get into DNA and along those lines, as that can wait 4 other times folks. This blog has one purpose. It is going 2 open up and lay down a foundation. This is a foundation about the MACY CLUB and its tentacle connections into the life of the Mountainpen, no matter how many peeps call me a violently insane crack pot up on internet radio forum chat-rooms. If this would ever stop I would B the happiest futhermucking person on the planet, only it never ever will stop, and that is totally beyond obvious as well as quintessentially axiomatic. It does Notfondauonebit naught matter if I live in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG, Fort Pierce, Florida-USA-ESMWG, or on the lovely goddessdog moon, or in Boise, Idaho, Terrahutt, Indiana, and so on forever. I could B on an island in the middle of nowhere such as on top of the mountains of Fiji Island. The forces doing these things 2 me don't care about my cartographic and geographic physical location. This is as meaningless 2 them as that first season 1960's 'THE OUTER LIMITS' TELEVISION SHOW episode titled, “some four letter initialed thing”, and I am being mind hacked, as usually I can pull stuff like that out of my long term memory without one small problem. That is until I need 2 make some powerful point on one of my blog texts of course folks. This is a machine in this wild outlandish television show that is able 2 literally zero and zoom in 2 anyone within a certain range of distance and do all sorts of monstrous and horrendous things 2 them and against them, it is truly a great show as it is both entertaining as well as fully demonstrates and completely illustrates so many of my Morianity-points of these 17+ years of these blogs. And yes, U all know or U should have figured out at the time, that I was also mind-hacked out of a recent blog word, I was looking 2 say “ZOOM” and I ended up saying “a close up shot”. This is all nothing but absolute futhermucking MIND-HACKING, right there along the lines of that great 'TOL-TV-SHOW' episode. But getting back 2 Trump and many things that all endlessly tie together, and no matter how many peeps out there who may very well wish 2 high-Christ that they did naught. In a parallel realm naught all that distant from my waking realm heredahelda and yes Spellchecker, and HERE; Trump is associated with a large group of medical institutions and most of them appear 2B psychiatric as opposed 2 medical/physical hospitals. Then we have MC and her incredible deal with the unfathomable and as I term and label it from time 2 time on my blogs, “Shirley's Laboratory and throat specialist office”, off of Grant Avenue, over in NE-Philly, PAUSAESMWG. Now how old was the lab technician high school girl in 1984, if I am permitted 2 pose the hypothetical question 2 all large entertainment companies of this planet, such as the great and awesome, and wonderful and illustrious COMCAST-14-84? Now how old was Mizz Tilley in the summer time in 2009 when the family took the seashore trip that day, Mizz red hot gorgeous PP? Now we're far from being done here peeps. If UR naught completely bathroom satisfied B4 reading on, may I indeed suggest that U-TCOBB (bathroom-bizz); ask any 'AA' person if unable 2 decode here. Yes, please B bathroom ready here B4 moving on now, as I am in no way accepting responsibility 4 anyone's toilet accidents. SO SAHWEE all great Japanese Ambassadors of WWII, AHA AHA AHA AHA AHA AHA MISTER MCNULTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haven't anyone of U ever decided 2 wake up just a wee tiny bit here and realize just Y the dude was freaking out back one very hot day in late summer or early autumn of 2009? The dude was up in his chopper going around and around pissing himself and was too scared 2 land on the roof of his own damn Plaza Hotel Casino where Ann and I had a room there THAT HE HAD COMPED 4 HER. He didn't know anyone in the family would B with us that day. Suddenly his casino pit boss crew sends him a text photo or whatever of me at one of his roulette wheels there standing there with lovely awesome Leticia, and yes, another girl-name in the great illustrious mind boggling future predicting television show, “DARK SHADOWS” from the 1960's, me' BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He comes ripping over from Manhattan to Atlantic City that day after seeing who he was convinced was the LAB-TECH OF SHIRLEY'S THROAT PLACE off of Grant Avenue, and this is a story that needs 2B exposed that happened one month ago now, and I will tell U about it today as it is beyond a quintessential TMBB. (Thaxton-Marcucci Mind Blow) from 1969!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW Mister Macy sir. But let me stick with one topic at a time as this is starting 2 bring back powerhouse memories of days where I drove around on my errands back in New Jersey in the nineteen-nineties, and kept what I called a VEHICLE SITUATION RECORDER SYSTEM going, or a tape recorder in my car so as 2B able 2 endlessly report all of the endless things happening 2 me while out driving with my horrendous evil OTAMMIC ENEMIES or what I now am calling my Spammenies. Now anyone who hasn't yet put together that my recent dream of the boat ride nightmare with my Latengrate in this waking world transdimensional pal Dave Roth, and my disappearing mother who obviously had gone 2 visit her coworker pal from the shipping company, the great Big-Shirley and she was big, as in a white version of the 'Shirley' on the great and super cool “What's Happening” television show of the 1970's. Also 4 those who haven't already put the other biblical-TOSE stuff together concerning the owner of the boat rental place and my sitting in a car in his large parking lot near the boat launching area of this lake, when I was in this car and it was late June or July from other dreaming situations-interactions, and the owner came out of his home and walked over 2 the car where I was laying back in a rear seat inside of with the top down on this large red convertible automobile, and was playing my harmony-track of my 2013 song, “You'll B Crossing Over”, and he reached in and turned the volume completely off and walked away without saying one word; this has a beyond futhermucking HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE TOSE interconnection with my waking world and my doing that song here over at Bonjovi's Avalon Recording Studio. We'll get more into this at later times on following blogs, but let me stay on point for today with what I am discussing. Trump saw that text video that the casino crew had piped onto his cellphone, quite obviously and he came tearing over on his souped up high speed whirlybird helicopter. He knew that my kid was just a mile or less away over at the Harrah Casino performing a concert. He then put a lot of potential two plus twos all together and came up with the frightening conclusion that I was planning 2 play Star Trek Lazarus and bring them together, U know, MC and LT. Take my word 4 this folks, I may naught have been able 2 do this other than 4 the fact that anyone who is a true MC fan who would have then seen Leticia with me, would have soiled their underpants and it wouldn't have been that difficult 2 get these two distant 4th cousins together that day if that had been my plan, only it wasn't, BUTTTTT and I do mean here BUTterfields BUTTT, big ass BUTT and but peeps YO; I did fake the Spammenies out earlier in the week from my car that I know is always totally bugged up by this diseased bunch of snot twat stick lickers from Dogtown. I pretended 2B planning 2 do this back in mid-week since the family had made the weekend plans 2 go 2 the shore and Trump had just comped Ann at his great Plaza Hotel in a marvelous top floor suite. I did it from my security job over at Cifaloglio, now owned and part of the world renown one and only WASTE MANAGEMENT COMPANY of Tulleytown, PAUSAESMWG. U have 2 admit another thing here folks. I cannot help but endlessly wonder just how much incarnated GODDESS SCYLLA-PINK knows in her now human form of MC. I was assigned that job at Cifaloglio and started working there on the evening of 11 March of 2005, back when my Job Coach from 'Provadenia' Avenue in South Atlantic City, Mizz Jennifer Washburn; took me over 2 a small Pleasantville security company office, and B4 it was shortly thereafter bought out by a national and quite huge organization that does events, sporting, musical, U name it, and yes folks, another wild coincidence. But here is the real kicker. That great movie that MC stared in back in the early starting days of this 3rd millennium called “GLITTER”, as in my middle eighties tune about Atlantic City, my gaming at the casinos there at Trumps place and how he broke me one day, and how I was no fan of booming sounds or glittering lights, and on and on. But in this movie of wonderful lives and boy oh boy uncles, and Lenny McKinnon copycat stuff that goes beyond anything that Raspberry Dreams could even remotely ever hope 2 compete with here folks YO; remember the scene in “GLITTER” where MC is wearing that hat, and it says something very close, no naught exactly but very close 2 my future employing guard site, CIFALOGLIO? I can go on and on, and U all know this. Then I wonder YU all continue 2 just keep thinking of me as some crack pot insane person. U2 would B just as much as I am doing, blogging and speaking out 2 all of these things that all R obviously connected in all five dimensions, and if it was happening 2 anyone of U out there, U would B just as much as me, trying endlessly and desperately 2 make the world listen and believe my tale!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So 2 quote the great and mighty Sir Chester-Frank here folks: “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”! Now we take my blog view count for the past five days that went from averaging 900 weekly views to 400, with a five percent range-tolerance. Y-U may B asking? Well, RU denser than a puke sandwich inside of a lead containment field in a nuke-plant? Obviously my kid and the family make up half of this Blogaudianship. If there is another explanation fine, I'll listen YO. Well, in any event, happy BD-53, MC, and WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Now speaking of BD's here, yesterday was the 29th, and PEE's BD, she turned 26 years old and no longer attends some transdimensional Egg Harbor City College, obviously peeps. Still, in our waking world I do not know one way or the other what happened, but in many parallel worlds I do know that there was a miscarriage and there simply never was a PEE. Still, what happened over at the Highview Apartments in late June of 1996 HAPPENED, and the taxi ride nightmare and the miscarriage all did happen in another part of the great 5th dimensional hyperspace. I think that Viqueen Jewelly White or Julia when she exists physically as a type-3-exploratron, actually dreams into these two powerful gorgeous women here in my waking world, U know, Paula King and Patricia Hollister, and AKA, and 4 purposes of the BOM, (Patty-HHH). I can B wrong, but folks, I believe that after my education on Pearl Harbor Day of 1996, and my I-CHING trip that took me into this fantastic voyage of beyond mysterious and hidden truths of cosmos, that led me into the eventual clearer understanding of the three levels of spirit, type-1, type-2, and type-3; that indeed, this is what is going on, and Diana and her mom Leda told me that this entire thing is Y we have these trace amounts of reverse realities of separation systems, or (polarities of orbiting electrons) 2 put things in a slightly more scientific grouping of words here. All my life I have enjoyed television shows of crime drama both fictional and even educational such as Doctor-G and along those lines, and yes, it makes perfect sense 2 me. We know that we all leave tiny infinitesimal trace pieces of ourselves everywhere all the time, and this has led 2 endless convictions of brutal monstrous evil murderers the world over 4 many many decades now, and thank the gods 4 this. This is all just small foundations and on my own site down the line somewhere, I promise 2 really get into the more detailed and elucidated stories 2 this and many other things as well, folks.
Yesterday was March the 29th and lovely daut-PEE's BD, transdimensional-PEE that is, as here she doesn't exist but unlike all of U out there, I DO NAUGHT LIVE THREE DIMENSIONALLY. I move in the goddessdog 5th dimension. It also was a major super BOTBAR DAY because of a stupid agent from the FINGERHUT who told me that I can make a payment 2 purchase a card table by using a credit card or a debit card, and all the time, they had a policy of naught allowing a credit card on an original order placed by a new customer, debit card only. Many creditors insist on this, and just Y is anyone's guess; because who cares how a bill is paid as long as it is paid? Customers such as me, who R dirt poor need that lousy dollar cash back on a hundred bucks spent, and debit cards do not make that offer, only futhermucking credit cards do. But my beef is that we spent an hour on the phone running through one credit card after another, with the system not going through, and me getting scared that someone had stolen my goddessdarn identity, and run all of my cards up 2 a max-out amount. Well eventually I paid with my debit card, and I was not planning on using the 'Fingerhut' account until the end of the year when I could afford 2 purchase this card-table that I do need, for 70 smacks. It was a very miserably unpleasant futhermucking experience 2 put this Tommy ROWE non-alpha-soup agent politely here me' gwate folks out there in Cyberville, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BRO!!!!!
You cannot beat the futhermucking mathematical truths 2 stuff, and no one takes me seriously. I have 2 endlessly endure peeps telling me, I am one big cop-out attitude person talking endlessly of luck and curses, telling me that we make our own luck, and I promise U all folks, this is all 100% total rock chucking stick licking shullbit. It's the epitome of stupidity to quote the Latengrate Sir David Charles Roth of Northeast Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA-ESMWG. My life charts PROVE THAT THEIR BELIEF SYSTEMS R 100% TOTAL FUTHERMUCKING SHULLBIT AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT SQUARED, and yes, I trucked up and I said that 11.8 IPNS is C-SQ and that was a mind-hack, as it is not C-SQ, just C. So sahwee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will say so much more later on that it will choke a coil B4 I'm allBERRIES and ALL THROUGH HERedahelda android0.9 AND HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW that endlessly signaling great Mister Mike Soft HELLWRECKER SPELLchecker. Like WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS and WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and WOW-WOW-WOW-MACY-STACEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION FWOLKS.
I awoke right around three on the button this rotten horrible frikkin' afternoon, 2 a loud persecuting air attack around a quarter past three followed by immediate spam phone calls from peeps who should B in prison 4 representing a national police organization and have harassed me sounding official and demanding a lot of my money or else, pretending 2B viable real police authorities, and these calls have been ongoing since ten years or so now and always come while under a lot of other OTAMM-SCUM-harassment, so I can know without a small wee tiny bit of non Patty-Irish-doubt here, that yessir world, this is their harassment and persecution on the poor NON-RON Sir Mountainpen, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!! EVERY DAY HERE IN FLOWERLAND-USA THAT'S AKA FLORIDA, IS HOT, HUMID, ROTTEN, AND MISERABLE, and this day is absolutely no futhermucking exception. I am quite sure their stinking stock market is flying, and that all the other ICPE-APE shullbit is all 100% in place and working 4 my Spammenies at full blast. It always futhermucking does and has been since the inception of this goddess-awful nightmare on the moUUUUUUUrning of the 15th of August back in the year of 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For the past half week or so my pageview-count weekly views number has dropped very HUUUUUUUUUUUGELY, and so I will soon naught B posting up anything beyond my averaging of three blogs per week. I respond 2 my customer requests, and only 2 them. I still plan 2 get my story out, but only according 2 the customer request equation as Mountainpen now is naming this wild whittle item. For a shortened abbreviation, call it the CRE, and Y naught lovely Mizz Blake from 1983? After-all it does begin with SINGULARITY'S mighty or reworded and “Scotty-Tribbles-re-phrased”, wonderful word, “CREATION” 'ALMIGHTY'!!!! Folks, I have absolutely no intention of letting this evil demonic futhermucking wickedness on and against me (Mountainpen) go unpunished and unnoticed by this planet's population, naught if I have 2 remain here as present-me for five thousand years, and visit all of this on the next 170 future generations of all of U right here and right now, lovely LOO on the “L&O” television show. I'll tie in all of the proving items, show U in indisputable mathematical truths that this all has 2B totally real; and go even further after that 2 show U that if these butt-wiping stick licking querkedoff bunt tappers can get away with doing this all 2 me now from 1986 through 2023 and presently counting onward, then they can at any time, do this same evil and perpetrate it onto anyone of U and anyone that U love, folks, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay there U silwee ole' WHAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT, the END OF THISSSSSSS TWANSMISSION, 'FWWWOLKS'.
POOR PITIFUL NON MIZZ RONSTADT ME!
AKA POOR POOR PITIFUL NON-RONSTADT MOUNTAINPEN.
'PPNRM', & it can B pronounced as 'Popinoromo' 4 short!
JUNE 21, 2014,
SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 5:01,
HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 93 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY-50%, and summer is reading calendars.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, MISTER ELMER FWUDDDD!
Santa Claus and Patty Hollister, 'oh boy'. Forget the three damn zoo animals. We have a real situation here, wonderful pwanet Earth. Like WOW. So just who influenced all of these people and all of these things from them in 1975, along with them and 'associates/friends' from even earlier, and on and on and on? You know peeps, I ran into a professor not that long ago who attempted to figure out the odds of this all happening if I am not just nuts as all get out as well as eliminating any chance for coincidences, and he came up with, GET THIS, 3.57847 times 10 to the power of 78. Yes sir/mahm, that's about three and a half times ten to the seventy-eighth power, YO! Is this 'twuwee naught' a 'TMMB'? (Thaxton-Marcucci Mind Blow)?????????? WOW-WOW AND A BIG FWAT WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
On the night of the transformer power pole fire a couple of weeks back now, I was in the vestibule area of my Public Housing building here on my 6th floor, and got talking to several of my nabes. I rarely see folks as I rarely venture outside of my damn apartment because of the heat in this horrible state. I wouldn't know most folks around here if they fell out of the sky in coins, Mister David Childress, sir!!!!!!! Still, one lady the same age as my daughter or maybe one year older, asked me if I would allow her to use my password on the Comcast, so she could access the great and mighty internet. She tried to get me interested in using the computer again, and I resisted and resisted. But she wore me ******* down and here we go, my blogs came back. My eyes do not do well on this small screen, and I am poor and cannot afford a nice system that those folks with big bucks can gain access to. Long Story Short or (LSS), for short YO, as long as I can pass the 20-20 line at the eye institute that I visit annually in Port Saint Lucie, they don't care how some people have a glare problem and have problems with small screens. Everyone keeps saying, go online, go online, and I keep telling people, my eyes are all ****** up and I am awaiting my cat laser surgery for Christ's sake! She told me to blog in a larger font and then change it back when all through typing. It works. So whoever blew the damn power pole did themselves a big 'disfavor', to quote my late and great Babylon, New York Uncle Heinz Gottwald. If they had not done this to me, my blogs would still be dead in the water, and your latest antics done to me, (Trump-Scott-Bondi) AKA the TEAM FROM HELL, are now going to be exposed. Still, in fairness and all honesty, is it really them, or is it the POWERS, (HALLS FAWCES) TYPE-3 EXPLORATRONS, or THE ASTRAL PLANE GODS, who really are empowering and totally mother ******* influencing and controlling them to do all of these monstrous and horrendous things to me, YO? Many mortals may wonder, well let's say you're not a total ******* nut case and all of this is real and true, oh you big stupid ***hole Mister Mountainpen; then WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS TO YOU? The problem here folks is that this information is being and has been, KEPT FROM ME, and if anyone knows it and ever tries to tell me; their entire lives and the lives of all whom they love, will be viciously wiped out and destroyed. I know that much for a total **** sucking fact, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW.
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And this includes all boozing back-doors 2.
MORIANITY FOR MILLENNIUM 3
MOVING TOWARDS THE 15 YEAR
How Do I Find Out for Free If Someone Is Dead?
by David Sarokin
thai funeral image by Adrian Hillman from Fotolia.com
The time comes to everyone that we “shed our mortal coils” and pass on from this life, but if you want to know if a specific person has died, it can be difficult. Not everyone gets an obituary notice about their passing and even if they do, such a notice can be hard to find. Fortunately, the Social Security Administration maintains a free and easily accessed database of virtually every death in the United States.
Step 1
Visit the web page for the Social Security Death Index (SSDI).
Step 2
Enter the information about the person you're searching for in the SSDI search box. Don't use the other search boxes that appear on the same page. Search using the person's Social Security number, if available, as that is the most precise search possible. If not, search on their name. If you're uncertain of the spelling of their last name, use the pull-down menu to choose "Soundex" or "Metaphone" (try both), which will look for spelling variations. Otherwise, use the "Exact" option. The SSDI search will return information on the person's death, including full name and the places they lived when their Social Security card was first issued, and at the time of their death.
Use the "Advanced Search" for more sophisticated searches. You can fine-tune your search results by entering the date of birth or death or state of residence. You can even search without entering a surname, although this tends to produce large lists of search results unless the first name is very unusual.
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About the Author
David Sarokin is a well-known specialist on Internet research. He has been profiled in the "New York Times," the "Washington Post" and in numerous online publications. Based in Washington D.C., he splits his time between several research services, writing content and his work as an environmental specialist with the federal government. David is the author of Missed Information (MIT Press, 2016), a book exploring how better information can lead to a more sustainable future.
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Many great authors R out there-some R not out there.
Yes, who is alive and who is naught, I wonder?
I wish 2 learn just who of many peeps that I consider 2B less than a friend, 2 put this politely, as well as delicately. Even the mighty Mister Tommy non-Agent ROWE of 1969 and his great tunes such as DIZZY and JAM UP & JELLY TIGHT, would have 2 admit that fact!
Why Do I Make The Statements and Claims That I Do
“Okay” Sir Latengrate John Atlantic City King your HIGHNESS; and 'daut-Paula' who has perhaps been taken over and MC'd, by some hyperspace DOPPELGANGER 'other' non-Harrah Casino 'version of her'; my proofs need naut always get into really complicated bull-spit with virtually endless algebraic equations and interrelated geometric formulas, all stretching off their large collegian blackboards; and here is a 'WEELWEE FANTASTIC EXAMPLE' of just how 'simple' both that Colorado Resident, and Latengrate Organizational Big Brother, Mister John Henningsen, and I; and no Mike Soft, NAUGHT android0.9; but how John and I can be, both heredahelda and BE HERE! Just simply examine the facts on this little STATS PAGE. To prove how either I am being intentionally screwed with continually by the POWER STRUCTURE OWNERS OF THE INTERNETExplorer0.6 AND THE INTERNET, just look at the facts. How can I have only 103 page-views on my blog as shown on this date of 7 January for YESTERDAY'S display, and then we examine YESTERDAY'S display as the current day but use the STATS SHOWN BACK YESTERDAY, January 6? It does not compute. If this is not intentional jiving, then what is it all about? Is it all a part of the great surreal 'GASME GODS GAMES', or is the mighty GOOGLE just a big flawed thirty dollar fly by night computer mom and pop company? Well, we all know that's not true, don't we, yo? So fine, then one of you mucking geniuses tell me just WHAT THE DOGTOWN IS GOING ON HERE, how about it? Just to make it easy, I will display this back to back for simple and easy viewing. So if someone ever wishes to comment and provide me with a logical rational reason for this obvious SCREW UP, then go right ahead, yo! It's all right here!!!
Dec 30, 2019 7:00 AM – Jan 6, 2020 6:00 AM
Mark, you're life is about 2 go 2 DOGTOWN!!!
JUST LOOK AT THE GODDESSDOG DATE, YO.
All part of the complexities of the G-GODS!!!
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Dec 31, 2019 9:00 PM – Jan 7, 2020 8:00 PM
Where RU when I need U Professor Michio freaking Kaku of NY University??????????????????????????????????????????????????
Up here now in 2023, how I wish I could tell U 2 get out of America B4 it's 2 LATE!
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SO TO QUOTE MANY GREAT AND LOVELY SAVANTS OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, MISTER 'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLF', “THE END”!
Copyright © 1999 – 2019 Google
Now this would B reading Copyright © 1999 – 2023 Google, am I naught correct, Mizz Blake?
MPN—2023--CHAPTER 024
Hey YO, at least it ain't A-24 or Apt. #24-A back in 1963.
Sunday evening on March 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th 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 19th in 2023, @ 8:22 P. M.
WOW will UB punished for that whittle mockery, MTPN!!!
Boy oh boy folks, I won't even begin 2 get into me' endless wild crazy 5th dimensional experiences from earlier on this day, as this can wait 4 other times & other blogs, YO. This very short whittle blog will say only a few things that I wish 2 now merely open up 4 all of U out there in good ole' freaking Cyberville. Back B4 the weekend began, last Friday, I managed 2 kill another giant female cockroach, and then I emptied another RAID CAN into the 'joint' Mister Winn of X-Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG of late 1983 somewhere, and a wee bit B4 my trip 2 Orlando, Flowerland-USA, to visit the Chief Recording Engineer then retired from the world renown Recorded Publications Sound Laboratories of Camden, NJUSAESMWG, Mister 1-and-only Howard Solomon. 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????
People; if UR born poor and folks in general always seem 2 take more of a disliking 2U than a liking, no matter what U ever do or how hard U ever try and remedy the problem that is within your human reach 4 doing; you R simply GOING 2 REMAIN IN POVERTY 4 LIFE NO MATTER HOW DAMN HARD U EVER TRY 2 REMOVE YOURSELF FROM THAT LOWLY POSITION. This is a simple one paragraph description of the life of Mountainpen as well as the predicament of Mountainpen that thereby goes onto make him believe after a lifetime of careful analysis and study, that he must B under some horrible nightmare FAMILY FRIKKIN' CURSE that began a very long time ago back in the dimly lit dark ages of recorded history, since no other BETTER EXPLANATION possibly exists 2 explain the matter to his satisfaction. If U insist on a major abridged compressed telling of my tale, well, there it is in the short opening of this blog, as it also would easily include all and every one of those extremely negative circumstances, that go onto become a part of the life of 'poor pitiful NON-RON-MT-PEN'. 4 short, I may now turn that previous sentence into another Morianity-famous abbreviated shortened grouping of letters, (PPNRM)!!!!!!!!
Yes folks, all things tie in together, not only in our waking lives but in all of our ever increasing dream lives as well. This is simple truth and fact, 4 me, 4U, 4 us all. And does any great outside of Mountainpen source of legitimately acceptable Earthly information, absolutely serve 2 back all of those words up, U may B wondering about; oh great Blogaudians of Cyberville? Sure there is something, and a great big something as a matter of fact. It is Professor Albert Einstein and his not quite as famous as some of his other stuff, statement he made called, “SPOOKY FORCES”. Look it up as I am quite sure that the great Google Gods have this info out there somewhere. I DO NOT WANT ANY OF U2 EVER TAKE ME AT MY WORD, WHEN IT IS NOW JUST SO DARN DOG SIMPLE TO LOOK IT ALL UP ON THE GOOGLE, AND C IF I AM TELLING IT TRUE 2 TAMMY'S LITTLE “SANDRA DEE” DOCTOR, OR NAUGHT; LOVELY MIZZ 1983 BLAKE! I mean it really is just that darn dog simple, folks!!!!!! If things in true reality all do in fact connect and Mister AE proved that they in fact do, this is then Y witchcraft and its sympathetic magic does have some validity 2 it, and so do these words in my Morianity when it goes into these numerous related matters. Just what was up there on my first year of blogging that this world SIMPLY FELT COMPELLED 2 MAKE VANISH AND DISAPPEAR, YO YO YO YO folks??????????
One thing I remember very clearly in my 2006 blogs folks. It opened up with my telling all about the major persecution I was under and how it all began, and then I talked about the Exploratronic Supermind a whole lot, as well as distance-delay-laser retracing technology, (DDLTT) for my then frequently used abbreviation of it. I also told a few things about my 1994-BOOK, “TPB”, and how it was an absolutely beyond weird self fulfilling prophecy in wild numerous ways such as the Hammonton 'intentionally done' automobile accident, the hospital stays with my mother, the deaths of both my mom and David Roth in the same perfect order as the book seemingly was predicting, in fact peeps, for any loyal television show fans of the 1980's show titled, “HIGHWAY 2 HEAVEN”, produced by Eugene Horowitz who U may know better as Michael Landon, and who like Paul Evans Pedersen also attended and graduated from New Jersey's great WEST COLLINGSWOOD HIGH SCHOOL on West Collings Avenue; all of U great word-pronouncing “PENNOCK-PEEPS” on or off other great television shows such as the 60's great soap-show titled “Dark Shadows”, but yes; there is an episode on this 'H2H'-TV-show's very first season, about making a movie and whose title I think was called, “Help Wanted Angel”, and this bizarre situation with my TPB-1994 book and that TV-show, the way that it all worked out, is beyond some mere friggin' Earthly coincidence; I assure U all of thissssssssssssss, oh peeps!!!!
We will B getting into a whole lot more after I begin putting more of this together as time goes onward. 4 right now, and 2 quote an older titled part of my prior writings, this blog is only a super quickie-tweet, as so far as the Mountainpen's standards 4 such things goes; and I am only letting U all know about a base foundation of my newest weird woes, and that as that old literary title of mine in fact does go, or did; “I am still here, and surviving”!
Folks; another day in the life of the Mountainpen and his miseries here in wonderful awesome illustrious Flowerland-USA-ESMWG. I had a couple of slightly unpleasant dreams today B4 rising up from me' slumbers, nothing I cannot handle after some real doozie-whoppers earlier in the week. We will get 2 all of the great James Rockford stuff, but first; I'll post my establishing shot of a road somewhere in Florida, followed by the Mountainpen Lunar Cycle Chart.
FOLKS, THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Blood type--A neg. & Eye color--green-hazel
H-Cursed dude IS SAYING THIS TO YOU:
With no help from Disney, nor any gash dog thrills, or joys, or fifth grade classmates named Deborah T. Just wait 'till late 2022!!!!
MORIANITY IS SAYING THIS TO YOU:
MORIANITY IS SAYING THIS TO YOU:
MORIANITY IS SAYING THIS TO YOU:
MORIANITY IS SAYING THIS TO YOU:
I will 'CAP 'right now into this blog, what I typed on what Mountainpen refers 2 as a 'correction & compilation, or repair and corrections work, may B still another way of describing it. All it is peeps is a grouping of two or three MOST RECENT BLOGS, and after any corrections R made 2 them as well, usually misspelled words. But I admit 2 doing all kinds of cute and clever little things on these works from time 2 time that then get re-posted onto a new blog. Hey, it is my BOM-BLOG-Project, right? If it's legal and okay 2 do, and I wish 2 do it, then Y would anyone give a hoot-pollute about what I may decide to do a Barry Brady Williams with, U know, “change and rearrange”? So WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS and a big fat spellchecker-WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Yes peeps, the reason I cannot grow an audience and just endlessly keep an approximate 'pageviews'-hits number per year of thirty-K, is because only a tiny handful of peeps have sufficient astral energy 2B able 2 appreciate the BOM-BLOGS. It truly is just that HENNINGSEN SIMPLE, codename REDJOHN, & codename MOUNTAINPEN-KARGE star travelers of 1896 © Copyrighted Music Projects. No folks, that © date is naught a typographical error (TYPO)! This topic will B harped on in a lot more detail as the following few blogs come in, folks. It is not that I do not appreciate the viewers that I have, but my point is way 2 powerful in all of this 2B ignored or glossed over, at least IMHO and the Mountainpen simply refuses 2 do it. But B4 we even begin tackling this on today's blog-work peeps, here is a short CAPPING of something in my corrections & compilation work, not yet posted in the way that it now reads.
The previous chapter was actually chapter 12-B as the original shorter chapter-12 was done a short while earlier and did not contain the additional CAP copy job from earlier texts. This is a short chapter, and unless all of DOGTOWN crashes through the cosmos, and into my life-space as directly as would say a frikkin' meteor the size of a garage, well; I won't B blogging except 4 maybe 2 or 3 times per week from now on. Maybe I'll pick it up if I can ever get a wee bit ahead financially and thus can afford 2 get my blog professionally done as well as marketed and promoted the way those with lots of doe can do, which is the 180 degree concentric reality from anything that the poor ole' Huntington Cursed Mountainpen seems 2B able 2 ever pull off!
I merely am going 2B a bit straight up, more than I suppose I have ever been, because simply put and told here peeps; how can I ever really say or tell some things that are completely non-relatable by anyone of U out there? Tell me how, and I'll golly-dern B more than happy 2 do it 4U dudes and duddesses out there. I have given U all a few zillion round about yet mostly accurate tales from the unknown here on this Earth-Planet, and brought it all as clear and as true and honest as I possibly can, lovely Sandra Tammie Dee. With or without medical laboratories, employee assistants in those places, or doctors real or fake, and so much more; I am left with admitting a few HUUUUUUUUUUGE things 2 all of my Blogaudians, those who despise the Mountainpen as well as those who do naught, Mizz lovely Blake, mahm'. Without flowering things all up and sometimes perhaps even overstepping my abilities 2 tell things that happen in this world and beyond this world, 2 both myself as well as all of U; I can indeed tell U all a beyond powerful and simple thing that someone with true power and clout needs 2 take to the scientific authorities, even if at first, all of U choose as most peeps do; to merely persist in mocking, and jeering and laughing at me. After the Plancktime blew out into what has become our so-called cosmos and later on, all of us here in some physically waking state of sentient awareness; it blew out as I've told and said 2U all B4 on numerous occasions. This 'blow-out' has been debated 4 more than a century now and numerous men and women of science all have numerous varying concepts and ideas as 2 all sorts of reasons and ways that it happened. I know that it blew out in two arcing halves where all of what came 2B in each one of them eventually managed 2 develop a great reduction in kelvin temperature or (vibration of energetic systems), and after a subatomic particle came into existence in both of these 5-D fabrics later named by the resulting and eventual sentient humans here on this Earth, 'electrons'; one of these two half unfolding fabrics began causing these magical intelligent particles to revolve around a slightly larger containing field that later became named by human beings, atoms. Now the other factor involved here is that in one of these unfolding pop-outs from Plancktime, the orbit of these electrons runs in a clockwise direction, while in the other unfolding pop-outs from Plancktime, the orbits of these electrons runs in a counter-clockwise direction. This orbiting is a parallel-event reality in Lawtronics that creates two endlessly opposing happenings 2B in an endless quantum flux within the 11th dimensional fabric that both of the 5-D fabrics are contained inside of. The orbiting is one and the same thing as a human mortal being would see and think of as reading an instruction manual that is completely different yet the topic is the same thing, weight. One is a diet-book so 2 speak while the other is a body-builders book of sorts for the 99 pound proverbial weakling who plans 2 join a gymnasium and bulk up. One 5-D containment system is, trying 2 gain weight, atomically, while the other is trying 2 endlessly B dieting. The orbiting subatomic particle is one and the same thing with what I term, motion-separation. Most peeps of this Earth-Planet call that same thing or think of it anyway as “TIME”. Without separation there can B only infinity itself all at one combined truth, just like the recent Oscar winning movie title. The current day physicists and atomic scientists all know that the universe via stellar groupings since things cooled off sufficiently 4 their formations 2 all occur, here in this “matter” universe where electrons orbit in the direction that they do, go on to process in nuclear fashion, the elements 2 all come into beingness, and as they arrive with the passage of separation (time), the cosmos literally grows heavier as the atomic elements that began with H begin 2 produce the heavier elements, a process mostly accomplished by the stars of the universe. But this dancing electron orbital truth is causing time 2 separate in a way here that is endlessly creating heavier elements, and at the same 'time' and no pun is meant here; in the other part of that arcing out from Plancktime, U would all C it as time running backward, and thus the system is endlessly getting lighter as the elements are reversing from heavier 2 lighter, and the entire thing is a large and beyond conceivable circulation pumping system, that exists inside of the unfathomably magical fabric that contains these 2 (5-D systems), which is the 11th dimension; and anyone sentient on either side of this arcing Plancktime blow out (BIG-BANG) if U will, sees things in a forward mode since it is completely relative. More 11th dimensional magic that I fully understand, but I am completely ignorant as far as ever being able 2 get this knowledge across 2 anyone else here on this physical material plane of waking life. Now none of this is the HUUUUUUUGE part of the story of this blog, as so far, it seems quite scientific, as if this special-ed non-degreed, nobody of no value or credibility would ever B taken one wee bit seriously of course; but here is where things now will veer off as far as those two BIG-BANGED 5-D fabrics of time and hyperspace, one made of matter, while the other is made of reverse matter (antimatter). I know a wee bit more than just this basic 22nd century text information from reading some history journals when I was/will-B none other than Labber-Zeejins of the World Laboratories of Westmont. There R sentient beings all throughout both of these 5-D fabrics that contain 4-D-time, and interdimensional atomic signature parallel universe systems, (4-D/5-D) hyperspace. These beings, all of us, 4 the very most part live and die and merely go through their lives as regular normal human persons. However, some have mastered what the great masters such as Eckankar Sri-Eck-Masters call “Soul-Travel”, stuff based on Fascitar technology and the world famous 2 all mystics and psychics, I-Ching. When someone is able 2 do this and indeed goes onto do this, it is not because here in waking life at some point in time (space-time-mind) they managed 2 accomplish this great feat, rather, it is the mirror image just as was taught by the greatest of all Esoteric Masters, the Lord JESUS CHRIST. First things happen in the PLANCKTIME and then, they happen out here in this REFLECTION, the 'hyperspace of 5-D realities of waking worlds'. So have we merely laid a foundation here or is this the whole message? Not on your lives great Lads and Lassies out there, naught on your lives! The few peeps here, or those dots on the reflected disc if you wish 2 talk like the Silicon Valley folks would here, who R indeed doing these things, R only doing this because their Astral True energetic beingness is approximately 1,000 times greater than the lower grouping of humanity that most of the rest of us all lay within. Same thing with being saved in this so-called great SALVATION-GASME-GAME of the gods, (Singularity) UF, “GOD” 4 those who may still insist on my using that ancient terminology here. If U do not have an active city pass into the capitol city of Province Olympia, U cannot ever B saved here, and U will go through your physical waking life unable and or unwilling 2 ever ask the Lord Jesus 2 enter into your heart so 2 speak, and 2 save U from sins (left spinning subatomic influences from the Purgatory), or the Plancktime. All these ideas and concepts totally R interchangeable with any and all of the scientifically acceptable nomenclature here, and IPY all that! Now when enlightened or advanced sentient-humans do indeed begin 2 play around with dreams and time travel and all sorts of this type of esoteric or mystical hidden (occult) 'stuff', their spirit/energy moves first B4 anything else, into the opposite side of the Plancktime-arcing-post-HS, as how else can we move in an opposite and concentric separation of the reflected image of purgatorial-truth? When I went back and forth that day on the 30th of September in the year of 2008, 2C the great World Series Baseball Game, and the Philadelphia Phillies winning the World Championship, and saw the great Broad Street Celebration, 31 days B4 it happened, how could I have done this other than 4 moving into where the electron orbits the atoms in a reversing way, accelerating to somewhere around 11.795 and 11.799 inches per nanosecond or 'C', and then in a minute or two advance via compressing time or separation of space just enough 2 take me 31 days into the antimatter future after the trip made first by remaining in matter on this end of that arcing system, and so after going here and then there and then back again, I left a minute trace of myself, just as we leave small traces of ourselves continuously and endlessly all of the time, just ask any darn criminal forensic scientist from any county morgue. These traces, and this needs 2B told 2 the scientific community as I swear 2 my eternal salvation that I'm giving U all this fact right now, in the name and blood of my great wonderful awesome LORD, and not because HE is half my 61st grand daddy's Uncle, but because I am a sinner in need of salvation just as anyone else out here would also B! So these energy mini-trace pieces R and have been left throughout the cosmos-creation by these Lois Foca-Kazinski-Roddenberry 'traveler' folks, and Thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss is Y we have trace amounts of matter in the antimatter arcing realm as well as here, we have small amounts or traces of antimatter here in our matter-universe. Not one scientist has the smallest clue about how this tiny trace bit of 'opposites' exists in cosmos, and they will all say today that the Mountainpen is just a crazy nut job psych case whackadoo, only I KNOW THAT I AM NUAGHT, Miss Blake, just as the mighty AT&T Corporation of 1983 knew that something beyond any Earthly explanation happened 2 me on my Atco, NJUSAESMWG telephone, in early May of 1983, and 2 this very day folks, they don't know how 2 friggin' deal with any of thisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss wild and unfathomable inconceivable bizarre outlandish seemingly insane 'stuff', hot or naught, lovely Latengrate disco-girl Doctor DAGS, AKA Donna Summer, only naught the idiot from WFMU-INTERNET RADIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'Jane Skunk-weeds' got me on page one hundred and eleven, so here is my compensation, YO!!!!!!
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And I came close 2 a Wipe Out Fonda Sleaze or a 'WOFS' assault on me, due 2 my stupidity and idiocy, and I have only me 2 blame, for not paying better attention to the stuff where those groupings of 1-numbers can strike me and injure my personal-magnetics. It angers me, my moronic-ness that is, more than the near-strike of ONES, so I posted up the 5-GROUPING thing just 4 my ability 2 stare at that lovely thing 4 a moment or so, YO. WOW 2 THAT 1, Mister Macy, and Club. What that horrible woman did 2 me that spring time night at the ballgame at the Atlanta, Georgia-USAESMWG baseball park is totally everlastingly unforgivable. She goes on with her blessed ass life after injuring me and I am forced 2 go through her punishing after-effects from her assault with that jumbo digital ballpark clock that I know as sure as **** stinks folks, that she had her entertainment world hubby do 2 me when the clock read those four horrible one digits, placing the jumbo clock onto a super close-up-shot on the television cameras and knowing fully well that I would B seriously effected by this 4 the rest of my entire life. May SHE BURN IN GODDESSDOG DOGTOWN 4 '1,000' minnina kalpas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! May SHE BURN IN GODDESSDOG DOGTOWN 4 '1,000' minnina kalpas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEE.
The average person of this world would B long insane and completely incapacitated should they know all that I know and then watch the 'DARK SHADOWS LEVIATHAN' cult coming 2 life, just as predicted; seeing it all, knowing it all, right down 2 the most recent reports aired several nights ago back last week concerning the newest stuff on the computer topic, artificial intelligence, or “AI” 4 a shortened abbreviation, and having absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do with any idols in the United States of America, 'welllllll', Mister Nixon Sir, maybe the connections are much greater than peeps would C them 2B on a surface level, huh there Mister Paul X-Bizz-Part Evans Pedersen, of the illustrious Studio Park Records????????? You R all beyond clueless as well as totally clueless 2 a special night back in 1987, while I was with Sir David Roth in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, and that powerhouse license plate, yes, U all just try 2B me, YO, just try, if U wish 2 have the Thaxton-Marcucci Mind-Blow of your entire life, on steroids and multiplied by frikkin' darn infinity, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll soon B saying way way way MORE, YO!!!
All of this is being done by corporation-KINGS, using endless
ICPE-APE-TECH on the poor ole' innocent Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!
As 4 my PARALLEL EVENT NIGHTMARE SINCE 1986; all that I have ever asked of anyone, is a wee tad frikkin' bit of open-mindedness. I've suffered through a hellishness that your damn wildest fantasies cannot even dream of on your wildest mode-setting of your minds. My incredible situation began in 1986 and now we are talking about nearly 4 straight decades of thisssssss oh lovely Mizz 1983 ERICA-SNAKESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! Put extremely simply; the parallel event goes like thisssssssssss:
MY ENDLESS ICPE-APE HELL-NIGHTMARE:
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
I know what is going on, and so do some special great “7” connected church systems south of me in good ole' Port Saint Lucie, Flowerland-USA. I know they do 2 from listening 2 some really great preacher-sermons from my days at the 2020 park in my car, attempting 2 survive the very scummy peeps being talked about, oh Sir Swap, please B at the darn butt dog-run park on Next Tuesday, the 21st of Sadness-MARCH, and without any family-nightmares or ball players who seem 2B endlessly connected into it all, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END TWANSMISSION, YO BROADCASTED BRO!!!!
Saturday, March 18, 2023
MPN—2023--CHAPTER 021
12:32 Ante' Meridian
Today was a bit like the past few, other than for the fact that I experienced no major nightmares B4 beginning my hellish day. I woke up at about ten past four this afternoon, and disconnected my lightning communications system 2 begin the day, and an hour or so later retrieved my mail and finally received a package that I was waiting 4, thinking this would then B-A good day 4 me, only, it was most certainly NAUGHT, lovely Mizz 1983-B. Naught one wee bit!!!!!!!!!
An hour or so later on, a major party in the community room began. This went from roughly twenty minutes after six through twenty minutes past nine. Obviously like the New Years Party back on Doctor-DAGS-BD or the 31st of last December, we now R gonna' B having these parties on all holidays, and yes, this was indeed good ole' Saint P-Day, was it naught? Things of course here R never even close 2 the way that they were back at the PEEHA joint, thank the Goddess. Also, the Community Room closes down on the final week of month #5 (May) and remains off season and closed until early in December, each year. This is due 2 the snowbird money-peeps who R able 2 afford going north 4 the very hot summer season, each year. So I just take it all in stride and soon the season will B over, just over two more months now, so 'TEE-HEE-HEE',--------Mizz Lilly M.
Sarah Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet.
Sarah Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet.
Sarah Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet.
Sarah Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet.
Sarah Krassle Owns And Rules This Planet.
WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-2-THISSSSSSSSSSS.
WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-2-THISSSSSSSSSSS.
WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-2-THISSSSSSSSSSS.
But there is a whole lot more 2B spoken of in all of that, as well as just how and Y it all connects into each and every new hour and day of my life until they plant my remains in the ground eventually and 'hopefully', Mister 'Duncan Retrace 1408 McLeod', Sir. When I was playing my roulette professionally in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, in 1986, and simultaneously wiping my life out forever for a mere few measly frikkin' bucks, shortly B4 the incident at the Trump Castle Casino in Northwest Atlantic City; I was playing at the Claridge Casino Hotel one afternoon, and ran into lovely Mizz Paula King, who was working as a hostess for the 'joint', Mister Winn, Sir. If I am wrong, I sincerely apologize but if I am mistaken indeed, then she has an identical twin, just as my daughter and her distant cousin Mizz Leticia Tilley R absolute lookalike's, separated only BY SOME BIZARRE age-time barrier, or whatever anyone ever wishes 2 call and or describe this outlandish phenomenon. As 4 that particular day at the Claridge Casino Hotel in the summertime in 1986, this gorgeous girl came up 2 me and asked me exactly how I was playing the game, as I appeared 2B winning a lot of money and she wanted 2 know how 2 cash in on it. Hey, everyone wants 2 cash in, just as was said more than two decades in the darn future on the future television show called, “Law & Order”, on the episode titled, “FAME”. The failed X-rock star said, I believe, “Hey I get it, everybody wants 2 earn”, and hey buddy, U-R correct. Sure we do, and anyone out here who claims otherwise is lying either 2 someone else or most likely just 2 themselves. Folks first need 2 understand that there is absolutely nothing whatsoever wrong with the desire 2 have the basic items and necessities here in our physical lives. There is nothing unholy or wrong in any way with the desire 2 better ourselves, in many areas of life, B it financially, as well as numerous other facets. It is only when we wish 2 do it in ways that violate other people in this life, where it is wrong. Basic laws given 2 humans, beginning with Moses and from which most of the original following British Common Law ideas all sprang from, leading to current days here in America and our laws, that all basicly regulate legal rights, or try 2 anyway; as giving people the maximum rights under these laws, right up 2 the point where any more rights would then come 2 infringe on the rights of another human being. This is, and ask any law school if I am right about this or naught folks; behind all of the legal system, B4 things then get broken down into endlessly more complex items, and then continue 2B ever increasingly complicated as the society then goes onto also become more and more complicated. There is absolutely nothing wrong with anyone wishing 2 better themselves and their stations in this life. It is normally done by making correct and wise decisions, being able 2 receive proper education so as 2 then go on and enter into some successful career, and along these lines. There also are many other things that can bring success, money, & the whole deal. However, the playing field is anything but balanced, and we all know this. If people were all legally forced, absolutely 100%, 2B rewarded precisely in ratio 2 their actual talents and skills in this life; I would believe in our legal system 100%, and jump on a soap box daily 2 praise it. Unfortunately, the great statement made by the Latengrate Mizz Dawn-Marie King is more true than peeps realize many times, when she said what she did about my own kid for example, back in early 2009; from Judge Frank Raso's home in Blue Berryville-Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Later as U all know, during his political campaign, Mister D.J. Trump used that blog and those words, almost word 4 word, 2 make his own point; substituting only the real estate variation in Manhattan, NYUSAESMWG of '5th Avenue', with his 'shooting someone story' that we all have heard many times now! Just a couple days back on my streaming news system, I heard the same report that many of U heard as well. This butt-hole sports figure of celebrity status was drunk, and driving recklessly in a drag race in a city, on a public street; and he killed at least one person; and GOT TOTALLY AWAY WITH IT. If I had done this, we all know that I WOULD HAVE BEEN PUT AWAY BEHIND BARS 4 THE REST OF MY MOTHER ******* LIFE!!!!!!!!!! I will always obey the law, I will always give total and proper respect 2 any and all enforcers of the law; but I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO RESPECT WHATSOEVER 4 OUR PRESENT CRIMINAL (CJS) JUSTICE SYSTEM, not one tiny wee whittle frikkin' lousy ass bit, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!
This very same legal system has permitted these snot eating diseased filthy stick licking slobs that I now call the 'Spammenies' to destroy MY ENTIRE LIFE, AND GET 100% TOTALLY AWAY WITH IT. They sit around drinking and laughing at me, jeering and mocking me with their powerful-people syndrome, that includes all those things that my Morianity lists throughout my 17+ year blogging project since early January of 2006; and I can go on and on but if I do I will get completely totally sick 2 my mother ******* stomach, YO BRAHHH!!!! They all know that this thing was done 2 me and it destroyed my entire life, with this ICPE-APE-TECH nightmare. And nobody cared one bit, nor will anyone. Then they use the world of the psych to point their satanic demonic judgmental fingers at me, and call me a looney-tune crazy nut-job crack-pot, with their mother ******* DSM PSYCH BOOK as a tool 2 endlessly back up their evil deeds from DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW THAT, MISTER MACY!!!!!!!!!
Now remember good folks when I told U all about the television show called, “THE OUTER LIMITS”, the old and original 1960's shows, and not that 'remade junk of zero-talent' from 30 years later on? It began with the pilot episode with the radio station with the call letters of 'KXKVI' and the great 'Maxwell' family who owned the station out in California. The title of the show was “The Galaxy Being”. First, many HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE things in my 'FUTURE' were all a part of this television show, as many of U absolutely know; and I absolutely KNOW THAT U KNOW IT 2 FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First, those four DEMO TUNES done on April 30 and May 1, in the year of 1980; were done at a small little studio on the attic floor of a music store in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, called Russel's School of Music, on Beidamin Avenue, right across Highway #70 from the Garden State Racetrack; and (my computer just froze and acted up and got weird), right now, while I was typing that part of this story out onto this blog, at precisely 2:37 AM; and I am coming 2 believe now that between half past two and half past three in the moUUUUUUUrning, is some weird new time for the diseased frikkin' Spammenies 2 use their demonic trickery on me with these outlandish and bizarre cum-puke-her and utility HACKS ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, it makes sense at least a little wee bit 2 the mother ******* Mountainpen now, as my MacAfee system is on and scanning, and this is always what causes these things. I LOVE IT WHEN **** HAS A RATIONAL HUMAN REALM EXPLANATION, GOOD FOLKS OUT THERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOOO Mister Art Crane Sir, from TCE back in 1992; a big fat bar buzzing, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, will now be a bit belatedly chimed out, from the one and only illustrious, Sir Chester-Frank! Okay, so the name of that little music studio was called MAXFIELD, and no, not MAXWELL, still; when something as gigantic as what happened 2 me in middle 1980 with those music demo tunes that were done in a place beginning with “MAX”, and then we compare it 2 that show, TOL, where this radio station that plays music as radio stations R there 2 do, and having the same first syllable name of “MAX”, well folks, pun intended yes; I don't turn a blind eye to any of those '1400 non-pressed vampire bats' from just southeast of the dog pound, especially when so much more is yet 2B told, and here it comes, great people out there: In this show titled, “The Galaxy Being”, on the “TOL” from the 1960's; the station was on a highway, number 601 as in Lenny McKinnon the 1980 record promoter of Philadelphia, and all glittering daughters everywhere, and then we have the frequency numbers, '1820' on the dial, as in a slight re-scrambling into the four great Mountainpen digits, 1-8-0-2, and matching the apartment number at Robin Hill where indeed, those 4-DEMO TUNES were recorded, after my just moving into that place; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HE, ME' BREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey Cuzz-Don ole' boy, wanna' gimme' a 'BRAAAAAAAKE', SIR??????? Hey CUZZ, U have some HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE darn dog affinity with those digits 2, right??????????????? (88022), all that's missing is the BOTBAR-1 digit, and you're 2 dog-darn smart 2 incorporate that digit into it. Hey, I got your number, BROADCASTED BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
'WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL Mister Nixon Sir', maybe 'you're naught a crook', and maybe your saintly mother was looking down on U from the 'great-beyond' while U were there that last day of your presidency on the White House Lawn, and naught Pike, & with or without Julia, but then U did have IL-'daut-Julie'. Still, everything I say on these blogs is true, and U know this more than anyone reading this now from the Earth-Plane, don't U oh great kind sir? Peeps; this dude was naught a bad guy, and not even remotely as rotten as others today who wish 2 use his legacy as a platform 2 wipe out this nation forever. Talk about that fantastic 'outer-limits', and the great SAFET, when we indeed incorporate that into this entire mess from DOGTOWN. The episode following that pilot episode is the one with the imposter-president. How much SAFET do we need folks B4 we R able 2 ever properly awaken, and C the realities going on here? SAFET is so powerful that words fail me folks. What does blow my mind beyond any Thaxton-Marcucci-1969-MB (mind-blow) is simply thisssssss: It should B totally obvious 4 anyone out here 2 put at least enough of this incredible crapola together, so that U would tell other peeps about this blog, only U never do, and U seem 2 wish 2 keep it all 2 yourself. Hey I'm just guessing, as how can I know what is in your minds; oh Blogaudians? 4U2CYI am beyond 1969-TMMB here, is at least 4 me as obvious and self evident as it gets; only I've learned naught 2 ever try and know anything that I have no legitimate way 2 really B able 2 know, as it only leads 2 utter frustration and feelings of eventual anger and despair; and so I refuse 2 entertain that behavior ever again, as once; I did make a real habit out of doing thisssssss; oh lovely Mizz 1983 Luccisnakes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay folks, time 2 get into a few quick yet extremely powerful things. As we move ever onward in a time-illusion here on the Earth-Planet as human beings of some intelligent sentient thought-level, we C ourselves as ever increasingly a knowledgeable species in an overall averaged out way, despite less than a century ago that we did have Pacific island cannibals still existing in a few remote spots. And insisting on believing fully in this time-illusion, we absolutely do in fact believe that we R merely all getting smarter in some averaged out way, and yes, in our truth and at our human present thought level; this appears 2B quite accurate. Remember that all of this stuff out here in the 'post-big-bang' however is mass and energy, and that only in a matter world planet can humans, and our thoughts as we perceive them 2B, produce this illusion of an ever advancing race. This is truth when it is divided by the speed of light squared that is existing as sort of a mirror reflected image of what is in the Plancktime, or the 'timeless Purgatory', 'Pre-big-bang'. In the Purgatory, what we now would think of as this ever progressing knowledge and advancement of 'we the human beings here', would simply B a lot like a digital disc of dots everywhere. This of course is an endlessly under-exaggerated example, but it comes closest as I know possible 4 making my point here on this blog right now, as limited human being 'me' is now attempting 2 communicate with my fellow limited human beings, 'all of U'. These dots on a disc would work as a player unit with a laser beam shining on one dot at a time, whenever any particular thing is wished 2B connected into ourselves. So at C-squared or in the Plancktime (timeless-Purgatory), what we C here would B more like this, and yes, as humans advance, I can now go onto talk a wee bit more like this, and since the recent Oscar winning movie, I am now able thanks to the entertainment-industry, 2 make a lot of me' whittle pernts a lot better, sir Archibald Bunkerqueens! When reality of energetic truth is thus divided by constant-squared, as shown in Mister Giant-Brain Einstein's famous formula, we get the worlds and realms of matter and mass, such as Planet Earth in this cosmos, and soon 2 arrive, the homosapiens that go onto develop a self-aware or sentient nature, and then continue 2 advance even farther from there until and unless eventually stopped by the Civilization Advancement Prevention system that seemingly has been Lawtronically built into the entire thing by and from the Almighty '0-D (Singularity)', & 'Ultimate Force', (UF), [GOD] if U will. Yes, the movie does indeed, or at least its title as I have not seen the show, nor plan 2 do so; but the title does in fact imply the Plancktime, or Astral Plane (Purgatory), and the way it works there. When divided by C-SQ, we need 2 actually move physically, since things become physical from any interaction into another one, automatically connoting a time dimension as well, as the needed three dimensions for time 2 move in and through, known as width, and length, and depth. But accelerated into energetic truth through acceleration by C-SQ, and now we merely focus shift from one thing into another; as all of the dots R on the disc, think of it, ALL OF THEM, all possible combinations of all and any possible 'thing'. When this truth divides by C-SQ, it cannot B contained into just one 4-D reality or universe, so the entire thing fits into a fabric made out of five 4-D realities of matter as well as five 4-D realities of matter where electrons orbit their atoms in a reverse orbital direction, or antimatter. So these two fabrics eject out of the so-called 'big-bang' at numerous times by relative perception inside of the Plancktime, yet out here in the big-bang, 2 us, it is all one quick burst out of this first stage beyond singularity; or as Morianity named it a while back, S+. In other words, and all physicists will agree and merely would substitute their own more scientific nomenclature 4 it, this after Plancktime cosmos here where we all reside in, equals S+PT, or S+PT=5-DHS. The actual reason Y energy is slowly used up in Plancktime by Purgatites is simply a result of using up a finite amount of our energies on endless focus shifting from dot 2 dot, or virtually endless interactions. In the physical reality where things are hard world and material, we must actually respect the spaces and distances in-between these 'things' or dots of truth. Sometimes in my Morianity, I label them as 'SEDS', and this is simply shortened from Signal Energy Dots. Even my book, 'TPB', in a small, and somewhat-back-then-in 1994 more parochial way, made mention of these {SED's} upon one or two occasions if my memory is serving me at all correctly. Extra smarties out here will wonder now, Y would timeless Purgatory ever have the limitation of using up energy as they may B remembering some prior Morianity lessons on the 9-levels of energetic beings or Astral-Entities (Purgatites), and those with higher values (the gods), have more interacting ability there B4 needing 2 pop out into the 5th dimensional hyperspace 4 a recharge, so 2 speak. Humans and animal kingdoms below even that level, have the most recharging needs. It is sort of like comparing a tiny 9-volt transistor radio battery from 1966, to a car battery of 2023. They both do what they do, and one simply needs more charging and is able 2 perform less work B4 that recharging is needed. So work is translated as the focus shifting of a Purgatite, from dot to dot; and now 'thanx-2-that great new movie' with the Purgatory-named title, without even using the word; I am finally able 2 fully address all of this a wee bit more intelligently and advanced 4U all. And no sir Mister SpeLLchecker, 'naught U ALLBERRIES'!!!!!!!!!!!!! So WEEEEE!!!!!
Keep going, it all makes sense, IPYT!!!!!!!
At the end of the blog, U will find the start of
THE 2022-quality-capping job.
THERE WILL BE A MAJOR REATALIATORY STRIKE 4 THIS ASSAULT TODAY, THE 3rd MOTHER ******* DAY OF APRIL OF 2023, TAKE THAT STRAIGHT 2 ANY BANK ON PLANET EARTH and in any localized part of the 5th dimensional hyperspace, great folks out there in Cyberville, as well as the not-so-great-1's as well, yes Spellchecker Sir, as welLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, a big fat rotten diseased demonic and wickedly sinful, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and yes again Sir HellwreCKER Spellchecker Specialist and endocrinologist 2 I suppose, and all great digital samplers and vocoders all over the place, CRE and CREATION, so WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW AND A BIG ASS WOWZER-YO!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION FWOLKS ZANDELMER FWUDDDDDDD!!!!!
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