4:26 ANTE' MERIDIAN
7 MAY, 2023
SUNDAY MORNING, PRE-DAWN
GOSDH, CHTR. 7
YESTERDAY WAS ANOTHER NASTY ROTTEN RUNT SLAPPING SUPER BOTBAR DAY 4 THE PP&P-NON-RON-MOUNTAINPEN, YO! It appears my computer was damaged while I was up at the blogger dot com website yesterday moUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, oh Federal Communications Commission, by the same SPACEFORCE ENEMY EMPLOYED BLACK HAT HACKERS (SEEBHH), and may B pronounceable as from now on whenever necessary, 'SEEBLAH' Next week will B my 4th trip 2 the PSL-FL-USA-WM-STORE'S TECHY (JOINT), Mister Steve 1983-1984 WINNCHEAT, OH SIR! As 4 my MP4B situation great as well as some not-so-grates-peeps out there, the MONTH OF MAY-2023 STANDS AT 33%, and the year of 2023 itself STANDS AT 30%. Other extreme negatives involved here with this is that May came in at a maximum full 100%, and April closed out at 10:30 or 33% which was close 2 doubly high from the MP4B numbers in the prior month of MARCH-2023. All of these things analyzed together spells out troubling damn disaster at light speed cubed; warp-20, 4 any Trekkers out there. Sir 1980-1981 record-promoter of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania said it all, “There ain't no doubt about it” absolutely and perfectly quotes the dude here, and without anything sparkling, glimmering, glistening, shining, glittering, glowing, or anything else that even remotely excite any glow-worms or Willie Loomis jewelry lovers out there on this Earth Planet, Phase 3 or Phase 4 in nature-being. SOOOOOOOO WOW-THAT, Mister 34—712--1984 from nippy nigh nigh city in the great NYUSAESMWG. Yesterday began with my CVM having both the telephone-1 and (telephone-2 LED solid blue lights on when only the (1) light should B on, followed by major damage 2 this computer while on the BDC website, oh FCC and anyone else out here who just may possibly B investigating potential cases of SENIOR AND ELDER ABUSES being done 2 innocent trucking people such as the Mountainpen or “ME”. But maybe I could have closed out the day at a 1-2, a 2-1 or even possibly a rounded up 2-2- day from GL-MA being around one and nine sixteenth, only there was again, no doubt about the way was destined 2 go. The SPACEFORCE SPAMMENIES had it absolutely planned 2 TOTALLY DUCKING BOTBAR MY SATURDAY 4 WHAT IS NOW 3 SATURDAY'S IN A GODDESSDOG ROW, and so they did, with a MAJOR NASTY GUNSHOT-ATTACK as I call it. Some total rotten dick head from this park and NAUGHT OUTSIDE OF IT, began shooting off some deafening fireworks that if this was New Jersey, I could have put this total prick right smack dab into jail last evening with one phone call 2 the local police. The noise inside my trailer was deafening, and I put in my earplugs and turned on my fan in my north bedroom, and just crashed 4 the day and ending it as ANOTHER ROTTEN SUPER BOTBAR DAY, and if the SPACEFORCE wipes out this day as well, this will become the 3rd mother trucking straight weekend of TOTAL BOTBAR SHULLBIT striking me, and this is killing me, FBI, this is killing me ACLU, this is killing me Sheriff Ken Mascara of Saint Lucie County, Florida-USA, this is killing me, Attorney General of Florida Mizz Ashley Moody, and my death, blood, and murder R on your hands, as I've officially requested and even TOTALLY BEGGED U ALL 4 HELP NOW 4 YEARS AND YEARS, on these completely legal internet document blogs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One other thing 2 tell here is that Mister Blandlord was over late on Friday afternoon close 2 dinner time 2 collect his rent, another collection of fifteen photos of Mister “Greeeeant” if I'm permitted 2 quote my kid at age 14 years here, oh U wonderful illustrious great United States © Copyright Office Examiners and registers of my 1984 musical project from 506 Robin Hill Apartments called, “What's Wrong”. Actually I won't lie here about two things. It was that other time that I handed him 15-G photos or 'fifty-USD-bills', as this time it was all photos of me a long time ago, except for one of them of Mister Greeeeant, G—R—A--N--T! Also, Diana's moon is beyond absolutely gorgeous in the skies tonight or early on this Sunday moUUUUUUUUUUUUrning. So when I handed the rent money 2 Sir Mike Blandlord (codename), I had written down several things 2 ask him, as many remember, he is a snowbird as we call these folks here in Florida. This means that he goes up north 4 the hot summer time season here, and he needs 2 check with me on several things each year B4 he goes up there and leaves the area 4 several month. He does have a nice assistant who is dependable and very reliable, Sir Al-Boy we'll codename him here. I simply call Sir Blandlord's cellphone number just as if he were right here, and he will then relay any needed repairs or whatever 2 Sir Al-Boy. He told me exactly what 2 purchase at Walmart or Ace-Hardware 2 ridme of my giant pregnant cockroach woe-whiz-me problems, and other stuff was all discussed and conclusions were reached, as well. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCCCCCCCC
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 6 May, 2023 with two immediate weird electronic assaults, one with my Comcast telephone modem, and one with my 'open-office system freeze and crash', at several minutes past three of the clock on this Saturday morning and now 3-SATURDAY MORNING'S STRAIGHT, as well as all day yesterday 5 May with death air siege persecution, with major crash level chopper attacks, plane attacks, and major chemtrail assaults and harassment's on me from daybreak, lasting all day and night for a now back 2 back death assault, MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT ON ME STARTING B4 DUSK ON SATURDAY EVENING WITH FIREWORK SCUM BAGS DEAFENING ME IN MY PLACE OF RESIDENCE AND VIOLATING MY CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS 2 HAVE PEACE IN MY LEGALLY PAID 4 DWELLING AS PROMISED ME IN MY NATION'S CONSTITUTION, as well as this ever ongoing nightmare attack on me, beginning on 11 April of 2023, and in this now WORST PERSECUTION OF ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN IN AUGUST OF 1986; 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, G-13, G-719, G-14, UNDER G-901, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
CHAPTER 12, 'GOSDH'----Saturday, 05/06/2023
Today, all of the mother ******* rock chucking runt slapping worms and cum-puke-her viruses and keystroke BH-HACKS seem 2B all right back into this machine beginning this goddessdog miserable super HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC DISEASED ASS MOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURNING, that is holding at best around between BOTBUR and GL-MA-one and one-eighth points on this charted daily rating system (CDRS) that originally began in middle or late July somewhere in the year of 1982 and while living still at the illustrious awesome wonderful 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS OF VOORHEES TOWNSHIP, NJUSAESMWG. Right now I am testing with the internet connection still on but after logging off of the BDC web-site, and then we'll C what happens when I pull the internet plug out of my futhermucking COMCAST MODEM SYSTEM altogether, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The TECHY DUDE at the PSL-FL-USA WALMART STORE insists as all techies and peeps always do with me, that NO HACKER HAS DONE ANYTHING 2 THIS PC-DEVICE, only I absolutely know that this is simply 100 percent untrue!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The first major thing that this hack starts effing with is MOUSE JUMPING whenever I highlight and wish2 make some text alterations. But the space-bar-hacks and the mouse-jump-hacks R merely the very beginning, as there R literally over a dozen wild hacks besides these two, and it makes using the system virtually impossible or at least beyond extremely effing ass difficult as all damn ass lights out, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When this hacking gets as serious as it is today, I even get the strange LETTER-ADDITIONS/DELETIONS HACK, and 4 an example, when I tried correcting a small error, suddenly the following three sentences or so had red wavy correction lines on various words where once I figured out what was done, I realized that the two letters of effing “OD” had been removed from those words that naturally would now show up as needing corrections, great ATTORNEY GENERAL AND SHERIFF, AND ANYONE OUT HERE WHO MAY JUST B INVESTIGATING THE VARIOUS FORMS AND TYPES OF ELDER AND SENIORS ABUSES, being done on innocent victim citizens, who R totally LEEEEEEEEEGAL citizens may I add in here pweeeeeeeeeeeeze; in this nation. I was born free and legal at 9:30 on the moUUUUrning of 4 December, in 1954, at the Montgomery County Pennsylvania Bryn Mawr Hospital, and I am as legal as legal can B, CUZZ, or 2 quote U quite accurately great sir; “LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAL”!!!!!!!!! Well, the mouse jumping and mouse not functioning in any way that it normally should and does, is back; so let me try and unplug the internet and C if this helps, and if naught, we will have 2 go back 4 a goddamn ass 4th visit 2 Mister TECHY. One thing no matter what peeps, I ain't gonna' go trucking 'nowheres' today, as they say in 'dadamnass ghetto', YO! This may have solved my problem, as the hack just may only work when this PC is connected 2 the goddessdog gin-her-sweat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am playing with the mouse and it so far is not all hacked and effed up, YO BRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's ashame because I futhermucking like making blog corrections by reviewing the posts on the actual blogger dot com (BDC) site and then with my document still up, merely minimizing the monitor screen back and forth, going back 2 make all the needed corrections that I catch while rereading off of the BDC website. Now with this ILLEGAL HARASSMENT & PERSECUTION OF ME; OH SHERIFF, ATTORNEY GENERAL, FBI, FCC, ANY AGENCY OPERATING 2 PROTECT ELDERS & SENIORS OUT HERE, AND ALL OF U; I won't B able 2 do it, and I suppose this was the SPACEFORCE-SPAMMENIES plan all along, anything 2 screw up and or degrade any and everything in this life that I ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever attempt doing, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BREEEEEEEEE, and maybe U-R correct as well here Mister HELLWRECKER-SPELLCHECKER, ME' BREakdowns, on or off GRANT AVENUE, or ACADEMY ROAD, or even the world renown great illustrious Earthly Lineland (highway) I-95!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Shirley Bite-Glands, take it easy with me, lest I'll start throwing effing lamps against the damn walls again either down here in Fort Pierce, or up in Cinnaminson; back in 19-84, Mister all things always Connectable-Einstein-MACY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, normally I would not go as far as I am going this 2023 year, but if the MACYFORCE-SPACEFORCE insists on forcing me 2 so do, then WELLLLLLLL Mister President Nixon Sir, what must B must Doris Day B, I suppose. Lots of crazy people and folks literally driven beyond totally nuts resulting from TOSE and various wild hyperspace caused events, R at least known and explainable by me from all the wild stuff shared directly as well as indirectly with me by the 2 women of my life in various ways, the lovely Mizz Patricia H-Hollister-H, and also, the great LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS. Now recently that combination however is making a whole lot of sense, that B4; made about none whatsoever. As stated, the cold water faucet in my home bathroom sometimes works easily and without one sound made when turning it, and then other times it is quite a bit harder 2 work and makes a god awful annoying sound when turning it on and off, and nothing that is messed up is going 2 just repair itself, & then go back again; and on and on. It just does NAUGHT work like that, lovely Mizz 1983 Blake, but then there is a lot more than these things involved in what Mountainpen and his Morianity label and name, the TOSE or TOWEL SEEPAGE EFFECT OF TRANSDIMENSIONAL HYPERSPACE! I will give U all a giant example, and stuff like what I'm now about 2 say and tell, once upon a 'non-fairytale time' folks out here, I'd never ever go this far as 2 say it; but it is now a lot more than just having the damn fun circles 2 do it, oh BEACH-BOY-LIFEGUARD of 1970, sir FRANK CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC AND CALLIO, OH SIR SPELLCHECKER-HELLWRECKER!!!!!!!! B4 going on, the hack is still in the system and the PC will need 2B clean-wiped again at the TECHY-JOINT, oh Mister Steve Winn, SIR!!! I am not connected 2 internet, and it is just as bad now as it ever was, YO!!! Let's finish this up and stop blogging until next week after the next-repair job is done, and he only charges me when he does something such as what originally was done there, as he knows that I am trying 2 save up 2 buy a new system at the Walmart there and then 2 have him install a new word program; as well as instal internet-firewalls and virus protections. Yes, I will need 2 pay 4 that, but it will B more than worth it as I cannot suffer through this much shullbit and concentrate on my blogs as well, it simply is damn impossible. Now recently anyone who keeps up with news and current events knows about what happened in an Atlanta, Georgia “medical office” about a week ago or so. A man who was taken off of his ATIVAN ANTI-ANXIETY MEDICATION and then given a new and less addictive drug, which is an absolute and direct quote from the news media peeps, and he ended up going and shooting a lot of peeps there. Recently I've been posting a lot of stuff about my situation, both the condition that was suddenly and very mysteriously thrust upon me on the night of 4 June in 1983, the soon 2 follow medical place that I've jokingly referred 2 several times now as Shirley's Magical Laboratory, and the great United States © Copyright Office has 2 this very day, the telephone conversation between myself, and this wild magical technician-assistant there, where we were discussing my attempts at dosage reductions of that very medicine that I had recently been prescribed 4 my chocking condition nearly a year earlier, called, “ATIVAN”, now its generic is often used, called Lorazepam. I thought I was gonna' use my easy chair 4 a damn toilet when I was watching the Muir World News Program on my streaming service, and heard all of this, back last goddessdog week, YO PEEPS! Things such as this however that would drive anyone else totally mad in short ass order, because they have absolutely no awareness whatsoever on stuff concerning what Mountainpen calls the TOSE of 'hyperdimensionallity', R merely 4 me peeps, PAR 4 THE COURSE. Still, I did jump a quarter mile, just not a light year if these things were happening around anyone of U on a constant & continuous basis, and IPYT, YO-YO-YO-YO, ME' DAMN BRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hey FBI, doubt me do U? Well then, just check this all out 4 yourselves at the U. S. © Copyright Office, and I think that the music project 1984 title was called, “WHAT'S WRONG”, YO BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'BOM-BLOG' STATS R CAPPED IN FROM THE 'BDC' DASHBOARD
SATURDAY MORNING, 8:46 ANTE' MERIDIAN, 6 MAY, 2023.
All Time------------------------------------351,728
Today----------------------------------------------32
Yesterday----------------------------------------100
This Month--------------------------------------518
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YO, I THINK THAT THE 'L&O-SVU' SAVANT, gorgeous little Katy would say it a wee bit like this me' FWWWWWOLKS:
AND THEN, MAYBE SHE WOULDN'T, IN SOME OF THE LOCALIZED HYPERSPACE, AS WHO CAN KNOW SUCH THINGS, LOVELY MIZZ WHOOPEE GOLDBERG FROM CAROO-TNG-STAR TREK???????????
“THE END”
In case the BMI Music Union wishes 2 visit these Blogs Of Mountainpen, as their internet web-address was also included with my letter that was in Friday's 3:30 PM MAIL, I now include this just 4 them, 2 keep it all in nice perfect order. Remember that my #12 music © project called, “Russ Walker's Star Travelers of 1896-SJK”, is my title that I, as President of the Studio Park Records between 1998 and 2001, am entitled 2 create, despite my business partner Mister P. E. Pedersen not being all that happy about it when he was later told of this. Still, all these official documents, BMI, are right here below. Have a blast and enjoy.
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For the record. |
PAu000662409 |
1984 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
I'm Criana. |
PAu000724397 |
1985 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Karaoke Lunch Break At The Sorian Guard House. |
PAu003351785 |
2007 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Last number repeat--100 progression roulette system. |
TXu000514390 |
1992 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Lost love. |
PAu000344219 |
1981 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Mohr demo collection, set 4. |
PAu000546149 |
1983 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Mohr demo collection : set III. |
PAu000442785 |
1982 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Mohr demo tunes. |
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1981 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Mohr tunes. |
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1982 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Queen of blue. |
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1986 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Real good girl. |
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1986 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Russ Walker's Star travelers of 1896-SJK. |
PAu002506106 |
2000 |
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Mohr, Mark W., 1954- |
Saga of song writer Mark Mud. |
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1983 |
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Sarah. |
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Sarah. |
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Sarah Callio of ACNJ. |
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Uncle. |
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1983 |
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What's wrong? |
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1984 |
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You call this music? |
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Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two. |
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Long river blues / by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn. |
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Love so high / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn. |
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Morianity music pre-book. |
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GENESIS OF SPACEFORCE DEATH HARASSMENT, CHAPTER 7
Monday moUUUUUUUrning, on May 1, 2023
BOTBUR X 6 and 9:10-BOTBAR if it goes.
4:00 Ante' Meridian, beautifully moon lit and nice and cool in town, a welcome change but it's supposed 2B another hot but dryer week.
The entire state of Florida is talking about the recent wild crazy ducking weather patterns, all except perhaps 4 my landlord and folks that I may have reason 2 mention any of this to, so then, WEIN-SOSO-SSDD? (What else is new, same old same old, same slit on a different day), if all spelled out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
know that this is not going 2 futhermucking quit, my death is upon
me, Federal Communications Commission,
and Federal Bureau of Investigation,
and American Civil Liberties Union,
and others. I know it and I am quite mucking confident that U all
know this as well. The DEATH
ANGEL is around me
constantly and continuously, and now my amplifier has also recently
been damaged that I use so that I can watch my ROKU-TV and DVD
player system with headphones, and not have barely audible sound
that these new age cheapo trucking televisions give 2 us forcing us
2 use amps if we wish 2 listen with headphone sets. Beginning on
Saturday when the other horrendous electronic goddarn assaults also
started up even heavier 4 me, there is a loud bunch of trucking
noise on the system, much louder than the program source making it
completely unusable until this TOTALLY ILLEGAL GODDARN INTERFERENCE
EVENTUALLY STOPS, and usually not by itself. I need 2 turn the
system on and off several times and wait it out, but B4-I purchase a
new amp and waste even more lunt-capping money 2 try compensating 4
this endless DEATH ATTACK
ON ME STARTING ON INFORMATION DAY OR
4-11 OF LAST MONTH IN APRIL,
I need first 2 try some trouble-shooting, as if I buy another amp,
and the problem is still there and caused by another wild SPACEFORCE
ASSAULT methodology, then I am triple screwed; first
wasting money 4 absolutely nothing, then still not solving this new
problem, and finally, still being unable 2 have my entertainment.
This appears 2B non-winnable, and completely unbeatable; just
as exactly 8-YEARS AGO in the starting of the spring of 2015 when
Donald Trump announced 2 the world that he would B running 4 the
office of the PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES, and ever since that
time until he won the election more than a year and a half later in
early October of 2016, my life was one HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE
never ending death assault by his lunt-capping SPACEFORCE and their
endless perpetration of their absolute mucking fave-tool 2B
endlessly used on me, INTENTIONALLY CREATED PARALLEL EVENT,
OR
(ICPE-APE-TECH) 4 SHORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is a chance that weather yesterday (Sunday) morning was responsible 4 an outage in my area, and the weird major morning assault on my electronics systems, but I doubt it; as there have been just way 2 goddessdog many trucking things happening now ever since the PART-2 of this major assault began on early clucking butt Saturday morning on April 22nd of this demonic hellfire year of endless dog-slit!!!!! Also, when I drove over 2 mother mucking Port Saint Lucie, FLUSAESMWG on late Saturday morning with my cum-puke-her 2 the TECHY-JOINT, an old trick from my really horrendous and monstrous NEW JERSEY TIMES was done 2 me by the trustworthy rotten satanic SPACEFORCE SPAMMENIES OF EARTHLY-DOGTOWN, just as I was coming up on the place maybe yet a quarter mile away, and east of the store. There was ANOTHER STAGED CAR-CRASH blocking all of us, and after sitting there 4 several minutes and watching an endless trucking procession of sheriff and cop-cars all zooming towards the situation and FAKE-ACCIDENT, I suddenly realized that I was able 2 get into the right lane near the gas station and make a right turn at that earlier intersection, as the parking lot area 4 the entire Walmart Store area is large, and it contains several other stores and indeed has 2 have another way in and out and I took the chance and turned, and sure enough; it was a way into a rear part of their large lot, but otherwise Idabin stuck there 4 a good quarter hour or longer, burning up more of my pitiful yucking gasoline money. I honestly don't think that I am meant 2 survive this absolute newest POST-INFORMATION-DAY DEATH ASSAULT OF APRIL 11, 2023, beginning with my shutting down that HOLO-WHEEL in a parallel non lawn-mowed in Dogtown realm, and seemingly coming HERE, wherever this new mother lucking HERE truly is, just as with B4 on August 15 of 1986, when I came out of that mind boggling trucking 153-DAY long 'DREAM-TRIP' into a parallel non-HARRAH CASINO “other” Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG.
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, BEGINNING ON APRIL 11 OF 2023, WITH A 20-DAY BEYOND SUPER DEATH ENDLESS UTILITY AND ELECTRONICS SIEGE, AS WELL AS A MONSTROUS AND UNFATHOMABLE DEATH AIR SIEGE WITH PLANES AND CHOPPERS AND CHEMTRAILS, THAT CAUSE MY BODY PAINFUL HEALTH ASSAULTS ON MY HEART AND BOWELS, AND ON THIS 1st DAY IN MAY OF 2023, WITH YET ANOTHER MAJOR SUPER ELECTRONICS ASSAULT AND DAMAGE 2 MY AUDIO AMPLIFIER, AND SUPER HIGH OTAMMIC TIMES 5 DAY, WITH MORE ENDLESS ELECTRONIC AND UTILITY DEATH ASSAULTS ON ME WITH COMCAST AND INTERNET AND ROKU-TV, AND LANDLINE PHONE SERVICE INTERRUPTIONS AND DEAD-SERVICE; AND IN THIS NOW WORST PERSECUTION OF ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN IN AUGUST OF 1986; 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, G-13, G-719, G-14, UNDER G-901, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
MY MOTHER TRUCKING SYSTEM JUST CRASHED 4 ABSOLUTELY NO MOTHER YUCKING REASON AT ALL AT 4:25 A.M., FBI, SHERIFF KJM, ACLU, & IT HAPPENED 4 ABSOLUTELY NO GODDARN REASON BUT THE PROMPTS AND SCREENS ALLOWED ME 2 GO THROUGH A RESTORE OPEN-OFFICE PROGRAM SCREEN, AND IT WORKED.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONICCCCCCCCC
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, BEGINNING ON APRIL 11 OF 2023 WITH A 20-DAY BEYOND SUPER DEATH ENDLESS UTILITY AND ELECTRONICS SIEGE, AS WELL AS A MONSTROUS AND UNFATHOMABLE DEATH AIR SIEGE WITH PLANES AND CHOPPERS AND CHEMTRAILS THAT CAUSE MY BODY PAINFUL HEALTH ASSAULTS ON MY HEART AND BOWELS, AND ON THIS 1st DAY IN MAY OF 2023, WITH YET ANOTHER MAJOR SUPER ELECTRONICS ASSAULT AND DAMAGE 2 MY AUDIO AMPLIFIER, AND SUPER HIGH OTAMMIC TIMES 5 DAY, WITH MORE ENDLESS ELECTRONIC AND UTILITY DEATH ASSAULTS ON ME WITH COMCAST AND INTERNET AND ROKU-TV, AND LANDLINE PHONE SERVICE INTERRUPTIONS AND DEAD-SERVICE; AND ON THIS MAY 1, 2023 CONTINUING TEN DAY LONG DEATH ASSAULT ON ME, AND WHO JUST CRASHED THIS OPEN-OFFICE COMPUTER PROGRAM, AT SHORTLY SHY OF HALF PAST 4 THIS DISEASED MORNING, AND WIPE OUT AND DESTROY ALL OF THE LOVED ONES OF ALL THESE SICK DEMONIC STICKS AS WELL, AND IN THIS NOW WORST PERSECUTION OF ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN IN AUGUST OF 1986; 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, G-13, G-719, G-14, UNDER G-901, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
If the crash had sucked up my document in a significant way, and wasn't able 2B restored; I would B SUPER BOTBAR X 6 OR WHATEVER, BUT I AM STILL HOLDING AT BOTBUR, so remember those non-daughter-name-meanings now peeps! SHE is lucking with me, as this machine is freezing a lot, so I am now going 2 shut down and restart, and then continue. Pink Sky-God of all 'barriers and permissions' is TOTALLY OUT OF TRUCKING MANHATTAN-MACY-CONTROL now, or out of MMC would B a great way 2 use 4 any needed stucking butt future abbreviations here, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!! And quite alphabetically apropos 2, wouldn't we agree? Good-ole' International MOBILE MACHINES CORPORATION, the 'creators and patent holders' of the alien guts machine from 1982 and 1983, AKA the PRIVECODE MACHINE!!!!!! So back to 'word-name meanings' 4 a second without anything from 2007, such as my ASTRAL TRUE NAME OF RICKTOFARIOUS and its (eight astral registration MEANINGS)!!!!!!!! If this MACY GANG FROM DOGTOWN'S HORRENDOUS ESS-WASHCLOTHS OF VENTNOR, NJUSAESMWG doesn't get off of my back and stop this, I will tell every single thing that I know B4 they can MURDER ME on or off of 5th Avenue, oh lovely and Latengrate, MIZZ DAWN-MARIE KING, MAHM', YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' AIDS SISTERS AND ME' GODDESSDOG BRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
BOT is the root word, standing 4 and MEANING, “BOTTOM OF THE”. But, just what is that, what is the? Okay if a day is at rock bottom but not yet officially declared as that and closed no matter what else can happen on that calendar day, it then moves into the territory of BAR, or MEANING, “BARREL ALREADY RATED”. Until however a day goes 2 goddarn butt BOTBAR, it can hover and remain as a 'rating-held' 1-1 day, on my life charts, still able to raise up above that bottom level, thus, BUR MEANS, “BARREL UNOFFICIALLY RATED”. This is indeed the MEANINGS of BOT---BUR verses BOT---BAR, YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' WORLD!!!!!!!!!!! The 1994 book in my United States Copyrighted non-musical projects was indeed done on a proper form and now I remember just Y things worked out the way that they did, this was my own doing. “The Permission Barrier” that I copyrighted from the National Park, NJUSAESMWG Post Office back on Halloween Day in 1994, was done with literary copyright office forms; but my roulette system was done in the same manner as was my 1988 and 1989 Epitome of Harassment musical projects were done. I used a so-called endlessly repeating melody loop on all non musical parts on those 2 © projects, so that any spoken words merely were lyrics that matched this endlessly repeating loop of a few bars of tuneless junky music that I quickly wrote, so the copyrighted roulette system called, “Last Number Repeat, 100 Progression”, was sent in that same manner, with a silly melody loop, and the “TPB” 1994 book was done correctly by me, using the correct literary forms; and thus is Y it does not show up as one of Mountainpen's musical works in the U. S. © Office, people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So 2 quote Sir Chester-Frank here, “WEEEEEEEE”! Hey let us not ever choose 2 forget the mighty Sir Bruce Alan Pennock from Cooley Hall, and 1972 days, as this connects Pink Sky Goddessdog and yes, GODDESS as well, oh Sir Mike Soft AKA Microsoft Corporation, along with wild transdimensional CHRISTMAS ANGELS singing lovely songs in Cooley Hall's illustrious and great lobby area by the Christmas tree, three years B4 Patty and Santa and Sir Steve, ever had moved my mom and me from the great Dellway Arms Apartments, on Oakland Avenue; into the hellhole Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG joint, at 1118 Linden Hill. A song I only remembered when my kid was all grown up in another 22 years from those Cooley Hall's final days 4 the Mountainpen, but it is high time that someone out here knows the real powerhouse truth about the Almighty Pink Scylla Goddess, as this just cannot keep on going like this. She and my cousin R totally trucking killing me, and I cannot take any more of this nightmare hellishness, WC-@ the HAGUE!!!!!! But my pernt here was about Sir Bruce A.P., who was me classmate in Misses Mildred B. Young's morning class, and also was in Sir Daniel Mackey's great afternoon class. The entire story fits, and yet only a team of trucking Einsteins' would ever B capable of ever putting this entire nightmare on quintessential goddessdog steroids all together; YO ME' BREEEEEEE!!!!!! Way back when Bruce was making his speeches that we R all humans and nobody's perfect, and then coupling thisssssssss with not so perfect Christmas trees, or ANGEL'S, I mean 'kummuhn'-YO, who out here wishes 2 copy the lovely 1985 Mizz Margie Leo, and cut me the tiniest lucking BRAAAAAAAAAKE here, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO???? Jesus Christ, & 61st grand-pops-Uncle; what GIBBS and what's GIVENS here; oh all U awesome nightmare washcloth scumbags of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, and points a wee bit 2 the south, as well as 2 the goddessdog west, YO? If anyone of U out here had 2 go through all of this beyond outlandish nightmare on quintessential steroids cubed and totally trucking butt CUBAN, you'd B nothing but rambling babbling non Egyptian Babylonians 4 crying out goddessdog louder than freight train bullhorns, YO BRO!!!!!! Yes world, I have a powerful and great respect 4 what Pink Sky-God can do 2 me, 4 'knowing and telling', and saying 2 much stuff about HER. I remember those Lower Merion High School Principle Doctor Edward Snow of Narberth, PAUSAESMWG's wife days, one of me' in-law grannies, lovely ole' Mizz MIMI, and I remember a whole goddessdog lot more of another MIMI, and those days in my more grown up adult life, speaking of these post-INFO death electronics assault on me TIMES, here in demonic butt 2023, & all beginning in early middle April, and just as with 1986; NOT EVEN TRYING 2 MOTHER LUCKING EVER LOOK BACK 4 ONE DARN BUTT NEW YORK MICROSECOND!!!!! SHE had my entire computer hacked, from the second that I bought HER GAME in 2008, & after SHE told me 2 in a weird dream that I never ever blogged or told one darn butt soul about, not ever, naught ever ever never; oh Mizz 1983 phone-company BLAKE, mahm'! I know what PINK-SKY GODDESS can do 2 me, oh world, and all great 1994 angels, songs, barriers, or permissions, as obviously and 2 quote the illustrious mighty KING FAMILY here, as with enough power, along comes endless license or “PERMISSIONS” 2 do anything we want, & on or off of mother ducking 5th AVENUE in NYC-NYUSAESMWG!!! Hey, we all know that I blogged major zit in 2006 and 2007, and long B4 my kid began moving against me 4 daring 2 say stuff. Stuff like all of the wild dreams since the early middle nineties, like my in-law granny of Narberth, my cousins on the Woody-G islands, 'large butts', and 'other buts'; and without future interdimensional cheeses, hoses, houses, medical situations, and if I knew then WHAT I DO NOW FOLKS, of course Ida just shut the duck up so as 2 have avoided all of this goddarn butt blow-back that I am now being pummeled and bombarded with, from the MACY GANG of WASHCLOTHS!!!!!!! I talked about Bruce and what he said, I talked about the black cat owned by my coworker at the medical institute named “Precious”, and the list is beyond endless; and the proof is all there from archiving this entire blog project. We all know that my kid is killing me now, along with her pal and my distant cuzz, who will become the KING OF AMERICA, and will stop at absolutely nothing 2 get 2 what he wants with that, as HE TOLD ME AS KIDS IN THE PARK ONE DAY, WHILE COVERING ME UP WITH LEAVES; “COUSIN, I AM GONNA' B THE KING OF AMERICA SOMEDAY”. I promise U all, this is precisely and exactly what will happen because he has the parallel event tool and knowledge 2 use it against me, he has my own trucking butt daughter working against me with her mind boggling astral plane powers and abilities, and he has an entire cult that once was over 100 and less than 1000 strong; just as Dave Roth used 2 tell me when we discussed OTAMM and WO-MO, back in 1988 and 1989, outside of his driveway of his Philadelphia home, at 5133 Oakland Street; & not that far away from the magical Shirley Laboratory and Throat Specialist Office, of half a decade earlier in time, Mister Roofdog Romano King and kid, in ACNJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So where R-U when we really need U-2 tell it all; oh lovely twitch-nose Lizzy Montgomery from early October of 2008; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, BRRRRRRRRRRRRR?????????????
So let us C if it was the cursing or the other unspeakable content that is being illegally censored off in this absolutely un-free USA!!!
END TRANSMISSION.
“BOY OH BOY OH BOY”, OH GREAT COSMOS, & ALL BILLY'S OF PHASE 4 TOO”
Well Mizz Hollister and her friend Santa Claus, or his doppelganger 'look-alike' aniwho, helped my mom and I move from the Russ Thaxton 'Chain Steal/take' Trinitrail Apartments of Oaklyn, New Jersey, over to 1118 Linden Hill Apartments, of Lindenwold, New Jersey, in March of 1975. She also is directly quenergy responsible, for my learning and practicing the great Fascitar Ancient Black Art, Huh Steve Pointerplants Earlydinger???????? Well, without delving too deeply into Annie Wilson, her sister, her momma, or her great magic man, or hit record a short while later; I'll merely say that Shirley, Patty's coworker and girl-pal; put me onto this wild medical office just off Grant Avenue, and told me that similar Ron Wirtz Senior, ADA, speech-advice, that even outside of Carlisle, Pennsylvania, “My answers in this case, to my throat problems, can be found here, just as later, to my SARAH WOES, they can be found, according to the great ADA, out in that lovely mid-western town, also in Pennsylvania”. WOW, we're giving you some real ink-fame on this blog, huh William Penn?????
This specialist had a beautiful young technician who seemed to be one of those who I run into quite often, being me and under my family 'situation', call it whatever you like, saying 'curse', makes me look like a Bruce Goldberg nut; so I'll refrain from wording it as such, YO. In any event folks, before I met this doctor, or her; I spoke with her on the telephone, and in those days, all calls were recorded by me, all residences were bugged up. I was the original Dick Nixon, but a secret about even this is stalking the world. President Nixon did not do this, he just continued a recent legacy in the White House. You see, it was really someone in this great TAWF or THAT-FAMILY, that began this great tape-recording of everything tradition, and a great man who never asked what his country could do for him, but rather, concentrically; what he could do for his country, and he did something; he became our thirty-fifth American President. This is a very wild family from beyond the stars. The closest in-link cousin is McGuire, the man we won't talk too much about, a very deadly and dangerous evil powerful man, who can do things that I have witnessed, that send chills up my mother trucking spine, down in mucking butt Atlantic City, New Jersey, well, now I should say up there; now that I am down here, right my friend, DMC? Loud shouting and doors, wow, what a FOOD PUKE DAY followed by “one of those NEXT DAYS”, here in this hellish PEE-HA!!!!!
(3-4) (7-12) (19-84)
Splits, dual memories, & switches; all part of HSE & TOSE.
Anyway, we had quite a long talk on the phone, later I met her. Now this is the year of 1984. For a long time my seeing her was blocked from conscious memory, only remembering seeing the doctor, and not getting any satisfaction for my extremely mysterious medical condition that persists to this very day, over 30 years of this unknown glandular disorder that came on suddenly at 10:30 PM-EDST, on June 4, 1983; while I was residing at 134 Norris Avenue, in Atco, New Jersey. The memory that was lost somehow, came in a wild dream about two weeks ago, around the very same time all of this persecution started re-exploding in my face, after a tiny let-up period. When I got there, I sat down and had a very short wait, a rare occurrence in any medical office in most places anywhere in the USA. I signed in a normal patient-book and sat down, and she walked up to me and told me how she had enjoyed speaking with me a while back, and that she tried calling me before but did not have my PCN. I gave it to her, it was, and I still remember it, as it matched the apartment number I lived at in Robin Hill, number 506. She never called back, and I found out that she had been called back to some other location, when I called to inquire months later, and spoke to another assistant of this specialist. She went onto add that she was not doing this type of work, and was back in school. My mother then told me something an entire year later one night over dinner, and during a heated debate, and very strange conversation, while we were living in Cinnaminson, New Jersey, in the late autumn of 1984. I was telling her about these recurring dreams where I was some sales rep manager for some regional area that was not around here, for the S-DAY LAUDER Company; however it really is spelled. She insisted that I couldn't be having these dreams while I stared at her like a mad man most likely. I was extremely pissed off. I remember throwing my entire plate against the wall, filled with oozing gravy, from mashed potatoes and gravy and some kind of steak dinner, and I even recall now the vegetable. It was a pile of Fordham Lima Beans. The hacking is heavy, as this blog may disrupt the entire universe for a short time. I may just need a new ducking mouse, so it can always be the more rational explanation. It seems to go on rolls where it won't respond to clicks. Aniwho, the fight was over Connie Chung and you don't need to know more about this rotten shore, nor something evil that she did in 1978; but my mother and my ex-pal Jim Burr had both vehemently taken her side against me, and then this spun around to my dreams about being manager of this company and how I was traveling city to city and not liking the situation because it involved lying to the government about a major 'something', and I have a major aversion about ending up in federal or any kind of prison. This is when my mom went almost nuts, telling me I cannot be dreaming this, it is just not possible; and there was no rationality for her bizarre nutty trucking ass behavior that seemed to bounce right out of freaking left field. LSS, she insisted this was as wild as my insisting that the lab technician at the throat specialist's office was only 14 years old, and disguised to appear 10 years older; but admitted to me her true age, and that she knows me from a very large city that is further away than can be explained. I said, “mom, I never mucking told you that”, yet she continued to insist that I had been saying this for months to her. Then she broke into a powerful angry diatribe over how her coworker Shirley did me a favor, and I am being difficult, insisting this other nurse or whatever she really was, had told me this over the phone. Remember all slit was bugged back then. After she had cleaned up the kitchen mess disaster done at that time intentionally by me in a fit of total ducking rage; she said, “Mark, I know how you can prove me wrong. Don't you tape everything? Let me hear some of your tapes, knowing you you probably had one of those tiny recorders in your pocket at the doctor's office that day”. I got so angry again, I remember shoving the dining room table completely over, grabbing a lamp and throwing it against the wall, shattering it and the light bulb to pieces. I said, “I don't skulk around like that, I only have tapes from the phone, and what I am taping right now of all of this”. She then screamed at me and said, “What did you tape on the phone”? I came back with something along the lines of, “I'll find some conversations with this 14 year old lab teck and play them for you, just give me a few days, as all my life-journals are in numerical tapes, as well as chronologically perfect order”. The next night she came back from her job, and she told me, “Shirley is real mad at U because U caused trouble at the laboratory”. I then was ready to literally punch my mom's lights out. I calmed myself down, and said to her, “shut trucking up and listen to this tape where I tell this very lab-teck over the phone last year, that my condition has certain symptoms, and how I try to manage and play with doses of various meds, and she eventually gave me driving directions to the place, and told me to be there a week from that day”. Then my mom screamed back that, “Shirley said you couldn't have been there that day next week. The doctor is a personal friend of her father's, and they were all on some kind of a convention-vacation somewhere together”. I then threw our last remaining lamp that was not just there for show and unbroken, hard, onto the floor, shattering it to pieces; and I screamed that “U and Shirley are nuts, and to go to ducking hell”. When I went off to my security job that night at Petty's Island, and came home all upset after a night of a lot of coworker problems with real major mucking quirk offs, I then found the 'shandaleer' in my mother's bedroom had fallen down and had smashed to pieces all over the floor. SUCK MY RUNT EATING STICK MICROSUCKS SPELL CHECKER, YOU TOTALLY STUPID TRUCKING WORTHLESS PIECE OF SLAP. I tried spelling that word in single quotation marks ten ways, and nothing worked. U all know what yucking fell down in late 1984 from my mom's ducking ass bedroom, YO. Even as far back as this, this was the Washcloth Family's way of letting me know to let go of this, and to keep my mouth shut. But it DAWNED on me shortly in the future, that I had included the tape as one of my copyrighted so called accidental flip sides, using the © Office as a time capsule, in all of this, to protect me and vindicate me with all this out of this world zit, that just began happening all around me, ever since leaving 1802 Robin Hill Apartments of Voorhees, New Jersey, & my first of three times residing in these apartments, to move to the Atco home, on February 1, 1983; and on that same day, open up the box containing the Privecode Machine, from the IMM Corporation, with the so-called alien-guts inside, as was told to me by a pal of my ex-business partner, PP, while we all were in a local country bar that burned down since that time, along with many other great history markers. Good old fire. Certain things are greater constants than the speed of trucking light, folks, and I will argue that with anyone of U, now, later, or ever, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! If you think this story stops here, then you are dead wrong. The dream from two weeks ago included some family members, and they told me I was a butthole for not remembering, that they did not make me forget any of this. This is what was spoken to me in this wild dream that I did not dare to talk about for fear of the hell I'd be put through, and that hell came around all over me, anyway, it seemingly did not ducking matter whether I'd kept my mouth shut or not, YO!!!!!!!! Then they showed me a photograph of the medical office, and me sitting in the very same light green colored chair, since they were recording it all along, whoever this washcloth family really is. I thought that I would get a stroke right in 'the dream'. The lab teck was a very young high school girl, the great Mariah Carey, only then, she was a girl in a long island school, and that was it. Still, I know for a fact, that she has other great disguises to this very day, one in particular that I have seen her in, but if I spill the beans, I know she'll come over here and kick the mucking slap out of me personally, and that we don't need. So I won't say more, other than, I know Resorts Hotel of Atlantic City knows, as they saw it all go down that day, in real time; or maybe that was distant cousin Trump's Plaza; the more I think of it. If my memories did not fuzz out a bit, I would be totally ducking nuts after all the zit this entire family, and all its extended wild branches, have pulled now; for 30-60 years. Maybe you shouldn't have gotten off that jitney bus that day, at the grammar school, on Richland Avenue, in South Atlantic City; oh my wonderful Dad!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THERE, Mister Arthur Crane SIR: ARE U OUT THERE SHIRLEY 'MAGICTELLY' OF THE TILLEY'S? SHEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOT!
THE END, AND STINKING TO DOGTOWN BRIDGE & BACK.
THE END, AND STINKING TO DOGTOWN BRIDGE & BACK.
THE END, AND STINKING TO DOGTOWN BRIDGE & BACK.
THE END, AND STINKING TO DOGTOWN BRIDGE & BACK.
UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP, I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
BY SEPTEMBER OR OCTOBER, IT WILL BE 18,000. BY THE END OF 2014, 20,000, AND BY END OF 2015; IT WILL BE 25,000 POINTS, GIVE OR TAKE, BASED ON THE 'PEP' AVERAGE AS WELL AS MY DARN CONTINUAL ENDLESS PERSECUTION OF NEARLY 30 YEARS, SINCE THIS ALL MOTHER TRUCKING BEGAN ON AUGUST 15, 1986. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
THIS MISERABLE ROTTEN BUTT ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE DUCKING SLAP, EVER SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986; IS MONSTROUS TIMES INFINITY. I WOULD NOT CARE IF THIS STOCK AVERAGE WAS ONE MILLION BASIS POINTS; BUT IT IS HARASSING ME TO DEATH ENDLESSLY; THAT FOR SOME STRANGE WEIRD REASON; I SEEM TO HAVE A YUCKING PROBLEM WITH!!!!
NO MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF THIS ZIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER TRUCKING TIME, PEOPLE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Good Lord and 25 cents, Mister McKinnon from 1980 and 1982; where is all of this goddessdog zit gonna' lead us all into now, YO? Have you ever ever wondered? Seriously Saru, forget about the cock yucking shadows and other unexplained mysterious. The ESS is the answer and the reason for all that goes down with humanity here on Planet Earth, my BRAHHHH!!! Hay, I'm just sayin', crissake Darius old pal, IT IS 0808, but not in OHM-8, or in eighty-eight, SO PRAISE THE LORD, MISTER ROBERTSON HURRICANE STOPPER!!!!
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