The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment": Dear Steve Walgreen's Parks, Chapter 22

Dear Steve Walgreen's Parks, Chapter 22

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OLC-JULY 4^th HOLIDAY DAY, EARLY TUESDAY MORNING

IN THE YEAR OF 2023

I am going 2 take U through a few things SS, and although they may seem 2B absolutely unconnected, as we both have discussed concerning junk with me and my life, “nothing is really unconnected, and all of it fits INTO ALL OF THE OTHER JUNK, and quite damn perfectly”. Yes sir, that is a fact!

Humans R extremely fragile beings, both physically as well as mentally; subject 2 virtually limitless forms of assault on our senses. Our skin, our inner vital organs, our delicate bones that grow way more delicate as time quickly passes us by; and the largest potential assault directed against and on anyone of us SS; is through our minds and senses, via major powerful illusions working on all of us, and some more than others. First, back in 2007, after my blogs were about a year and a half old give or take a few months; I began saying what many or most would perhaps simply call it, “WAY 2 DAMN MUCH”! I won't even make an attempt here 2 deny that for one single micro-second. So as a result, and as the 2007 year was beginning 2 wind down and end, say the days of middle and late autumn; it was now time 4 my WOMO-SPACEFORCE-SPAMMENIES 2 really step up the assault on me, only not with just their normal and completely usual harassments that I had come 2 totally depend on and expect after recieving them 4 at that time, just over 20 years; but now it was time 4 the real chess masters moves on the cosmic board 2 TRULY START UP AGAINST THE MOUNTAINPEN, and all beginning and following my having, and then posting on my blogs; my wild dream with the DELLWAY ARMS APARTMENTS MAGICAL 'GAMES EXPERT' DUDE who the ENTERTAINMENT WORLD (EW) THEN WENT ON 2 EMULATE THROUGH THEIR CHARACHTER ON A BRAND NEW TELEVISION SERIES SHOW CALLED, “THE MENTALIST”, AND SIR PATRICK JANE, giving him the precise and I mean exact personality of this dude from my transdimensional experience just months earlier, and whom since never knowing his name from that wild DREAM, whom I merely called on my blog, the “GAMES-EXPERT”, and if I need 2 really go on further here, making the unmissable and inescapable parallel here between this dream character, and the soon 2 come about brand new television character, Patrick Jane; then I am talking 2 myself, and I need 2 just quit right now!!!!!! So all the wild stuff with my family began slowly surfacing, once this brand new character came onto the scene, or even slightly B4 that time while it was being all cosmically planned out. A child can C that there is absolutely no damn way 2 legitimately insist that what I am saying now 2U is anythig but one hundred percent factual and true blue, down 2 its very epitome; and without any Wolfs, Stars, Special Victim Units, or Joe Hollister's, even needing 2B on scene yet; although all of this was right out there on the horizon like a sunrise just about 2 begin at the daybreak over a nice calm warm sea. On top of all of this, we all forget that the human brain is absolutely misunderstood, even by the so-called experts in this field. Rarely do many of these experts discuss intelligently how the mind works in two directions with all of us, and not only those considered in the 'DSM'-Bible of mental studies, 2B mentally ill with diagnosalbe conditions listed in this Diagnostic Statistical Manuel. All of us have a 2-way-MIND. Most of the time, and this means 99.9999999% or so of the time that we R awake and living our lives; our brain looks out into the world and perceives stuff around it. However, it also has the rare time capacity of playing the tape in a reverse mode. At these rare ocurrances, our mind FIRST perceives a thing, a truth, a reality, a 'whatever'; and then the eyes C it, and the ears hear it; and we then 'THINK' that we R indeed perceiving this false-truth accurately, only we R naught. Now this goes way beyond the proverbial drunk who sees a pink elephant, believe me SS. This gets way deeper than this and nobody needs 2B drunk or drugged, or 2 quote me' ole' musical associate from between 1975 and 1980, Sir Bob Andrews; “WHATEVER”; in order 4 this 2 indeed happen 2 anyone of us, and at any time!!!!!!!!!!! I have experienced several, what is labeled and called, hypnogognic experiences. The most recent event was when I was down in Hollywood-Miami, Florda, in the summer of 2017, and at the apartment of Mister Mike Patterson, and during the time when we were trying 2 create and launch 'GAWKY GAWGAUK's project', that is now up on the GOOGLE PLAY STORE, called the 'KRYSTAL'S BALL', and based on the other wild DREAM in 1980, with what then I was calling “Lottery-CAT”, until years later finding out that it was actually back in 1977, and at the Carriage Lamp Apartments in Clementon, NJUSAESMWG one day, when I electrocuted myself, by sticking a walkie-talkie antenna directly into a 220-volt recepticle; and first met this purgatite, the Teck Bay Professor, at this Olympian Province mystery school; B4 being 'sent back 2 Earth', and quoting the 'mortal, and totally misunderstood expression', used here. What happened at Mike's apartment was simple SS. I could naught get 2 sleep, and finally I did, only I thought that I was still awake, when in fact; I simply wasn't. His living room drapes were open and his room looked out 2 a nice man-made lake, that had a small amount of night lights around, so that a viewer could C the area at night. Suddenly, fireworks were going off without any loud bangs at all; and they were beyond incredible, and like nothing I had seen ever B4, and I have seen my share of firework shows throughout my life. All of a sudden after about five minutes, one of them was shot off in what seemed 2B in some wild slow-motion. Then suddenly it became the large pulsating star that we all have seen at night in the sky, called a pulsar. I blog-named it 'Hydroglacia' after the first time that I saw it, only at that time it was at my Cifaloglio job, up in New Jersey; and I absolutely know that then as well, I was wide awake; and that was a far more amazing tale, but it will B told later on, since this experience is what my present point is all about, SS. I never woke up in Mike's apartment, and I know it, only logic tells me that I had to have awakened, and also that I had 2 have been asleep in some half weird and wild stage of semi-sub-consciousness. Still, I know that I never woke up, only that eventually, I stood up, and I walked over 2 his window fully awake, and I saw that indeed, it was the pulsar star that I've seen B4, and so have all of those reading this; and U2, SS. I know that there was no actual waking from this experience, and suddenly there I was, walking physically over 2 his window, because U-C, right after that, I walked 2 into his bathroom 2 take a leak, and then I did return 2 the living room couch, and then this time, I fell nearly instantly into a very normal and deep sleep, lasting about three and one half hours or so. This is psychologically labeled as a hypnogognic experience. But there is way more 2 all of this, since both of these type of incidents, as well as all regular or normal dreaming experineces; ALL CONTAIN THE MAGICAL INGREDIENT OF WHAT MORIANITY AND MOUNTAINPEN LABELS AS, 'TOSE', standing 4 none other than transdimensional [5-D], (TOWEL-SEEPAGE-EFFECTS), whereby the true fifth dimensional fabric that contains the entire purgatorial complete potential maximum SED or 'dots on the digital-disc', 2 put it more into a 21^st century relatable lingo here; and this simply reduces down in simple words here to this following little attempt at clearing this all up 4U or anyone else, right here and now. But B4 going on with this; I am falling under a MAJOR NASTY-ASS ASSAULT RIGHT NOW, AT APPROXIMATELY TWENTY MINUTES SHY OF FIVE THIS MORNING, ON THIS 4 JULY, and with some fireworks at this completely 'unholy and unhollister' hour, and some bad hacking as well, with the 'what else, but the trustworthy everlasting (MNR-HACK)', that since it was jury rigged-fixed until I can buy a new system around THANX-2-GIVENS TIME later on this year; I cannot complain, nor beat the price of “FREE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!, SOOOOOO, WEEEEEEEEEEEEE SS!!!!!!!!!! But finishing out me' pernt here, as SPACEFORCE ENEMY ATTACKS R ALWAYS NOTHING MORE THAN A WAY OF DISTRACTING AND TEMPORARILY STOPPING ME FROM MY TELLING STUFF, AND INTERFERING WITH MY TRAIN OF THOIUGHT; FOLLOWING A PATTERN THAT ANYONE IS EASILY ABLE 2 RECOGNIZE ALL THROUGHOUT THIS NEARLY 18 YEAR LONG NOW BLOGGING PROJECT, SS; so here we go: Putting ultra complex stuff in the simplest form 4 right now today, and keeping with the spirit of this '7-4' day in many respects; let me simply phrase it like 'thissssssssss', oh lovely 'Mizz Erica Luccisnakes', mahm', and SS! Just how can all of these things really happen? U know, with my family, with my blogs, the connections without my ever even consciously realizing squat 4 the first two years of the blogs, the come-true dreams, the television show parallels from the 'MENTALIST', 2 'DARK SHADOWS', &2 tons and tons of other junk, that we all know is not some outlandish, absurd, and surreal coincidence; and here is my explanation 2 it all, as best as I can type it out.

Several things were eventually concluded by me after suffering through several decades under this absolute hellishness. A combination of my concluded assumptions and theoretical concepts all combined, is most likely going 2 produce the maximum possible truths, as 2 figuring a lot of this junk all out with any reasonable degree of laboratory-accuracy. NO PUN INTENDED, but hey, what can I say; in or out of fires, or 1969 years, Mister Tom Glenn; oh 1981 great LOIS FOCA sir????? During horrendous crisis events, and monstrous times throughout this ordeal straight out from purgatorial Dogtown; one powerful item stands out like an incredibly sore and infected agonizing tooth, and here it is SS: This does not come from one waking realm, not with me, nor with anyone else with their own junk going on in their lives, only, try telling anyone else stuff like this, huh David Collins from 1967? FBI; the 'MNR-HACK' is off the scale, and this hack, and the fireworks BOOM at an ungodly and ILLEGAL TIME; all started at 20 minutes shy of five this goddessdog moUUUUUUUUUrning! Naturally, what I say on my blogs is going 2 cause me a lot of excruciating agonizing paion and hellishness, as a retarded child should quite easily B able 2 perceive and C, YO SS!!!!!!!! Look at how I was beyond screwed with, when I came out of one of the wildest hyperdimensional experiences of me' entire life, SS; triggering the eventual remembering of repressed memories from 36 FUTHERMUCKING YEAERSa, back on 5 OCTOBER OF 2008, 4 crying out thunderously loud, YO!!!!!!!!! This attack is off the scale now, FBI, ACLU, World Tribunal Court at the HAGUE; Federal Computer Crimes Bureau or any similar named agencies possibly set up 2 look into matters such as mine, etcetera-etcetera!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What I am fighting here 'COUNT FRIKKIN' PETOFI', USING YOUR OWN LINGO THERE, U NON-NUROCKIAN 'ROCKY' BOXING PROMOTER ACTOR SIR, is indeed beyond major absolutely COSMIC, and tell the great Sir David Quentin Selby, that I said just THAT, oh PWEEEEEEEEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOO, just think what these blogs would and could tell, SS; if I was free 2 type them, in a really FREE LAND, that only exists in the imaginations of the blind, the foolish; and the quintessential dreamer-fools. SS, 4 now, I'll end this 22^nd LB 2U. Bye-bye.

Yes SS, the fat man from China, and the days of good old HALLS WALLS, and naught his FAWCES. I knew both HALLS; the father and the son, and worked with both of them. Hall Senior was from the licorice LOIS FOCA TEARS Plant, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG; while I worked with his son, HALL JUNIOR, at the great Echelon Towers Building, back around the time of the lovely Mizz Taylor Swift's birth. SOOOOOOO WOW-THAT, or at least a half-WOW! Jeepers goddessdog creepers, and where did Billy Crouch and others, get those incredible mind busting non-Marcucci EYES? But the skinny dude from Mars Graphics in 1977 says, “Gee thanks for getting together with me to hear 'my problems', Mister McGinty of 1996! So what went down there, all great Jersey attorneys who know about the great and illustrious friggin' Gibb brothers???????????????????????????

HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 136

THIS IS NOT A SCUMRAM/SUNRAM RED ALERT; BUTTTTTT, IT IS A NON SUNRAM 1970 ECLIPSED ALERT, YO YO YO YO YO PAM AG!!!!!

RED ALERT---RED ALERT---RED ALERT---RED ALERT

PLEASE HELP ME DIANA; THE SPACEFORCE SPAMMENIES R TOTALLY MOTHER TRUCKING KILLING YOUR WHITTLE BIOY, ME' BABY-BLOND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wont lie. Diana (Lightning) really blows my mind.

But then folks, so is this mother clucking runt fleeting BOTBAR-CITY, ever since August 15, 1986 for crissake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then folks, so is this mother ducking bunt beating BOTBAR-CITY ever since August 15, 1986 for crissake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then folks, so is this mother clucking runt fleeting BOTBAR-CITY, ever since August 15, 1986 for crissake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then folks, so is this mother ducking bunt beating BOTBAR-CITY ever since August 15, 1986 for crissake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EVER SINCE 1980 THIS STARTED, AND TO QUOTE MISTER NON-DEEDEE ANDERTON OF THE SOON TO FOLLOW 'L&O' TV-SHOW; WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!

It doesn't matter if one or twenty-five Dennis Snyder's say this to me, it is all the same truth or (reality).

“THAT'S JUST REALITY SON”.

Yes I do keep up, and I do watch news. These blogs try hard to keep current events out of them, as much as is humanly possible. When certain things or people, nauseate me sufficiently, to the point where I cannot refrain from speaking out, well, then I do just that. For now, I am happy to remain at basically zero decibels.

I truly believe Lenny McKinnon to be the devil, when we knew each other back in 1980. He was black and did not look at all like this smiling man. But still, I always had a mental picture of this DEVIL all my life, as a dude with that exact expression, staring and jeering at me, and looking a little bit clucked up, maybe a tooth or two missing as well. In any case, hay folks; it's only a blog, and Dawn-Marie King, the QUEEN, is not suffocating under ground and buried alive. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, bulley 4 her!!!!!!!!!!!

You just go right on laughing at me. I know a magic person from Long Beach Island, who knows the biggest secret of all, Patty Hollister; and told me. You know, that SHE'LL get me for this. Well, she got me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh lovely 1999 Helen Zabriskie, “SHE GOT ME GOUUUUUUUUD”!

EVER SINCE 1980 THIS STARTED, AND TO QUOTE MISTER NON-DEEDEE ANDERTON OF THE SOON TO FOLLOW 'L&O' TV-SHOW; WHEN IT STARTS, ''IT STARTS''!

JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE SURFER FONTY!

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MAY 15, 2015,

FRIDAY EVENING AT 6:24,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 78 DEGREES FNHT.

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 82%, AND

IT IS FEELING LIKE 82 DEGREES.

RANGE TODAY----(H-85/L-75).

WIND IS E AT 13, GUSTING TO 26.

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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

HERE I SIT ANGRY AS SKIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS IS NOT A SCUM-RAM DODGE TRUCK

HYPNOTHERAPIST MARK WOLF, YO!

I am not too chicken to tell you, that my late pal, Mister David Charles Roth, was as am I, kind folks out here; the victim of some real hams and turkeys out there, as we once referred to some type of peeps a while back into history. He most definitely was destined to meet up with me at a department store job, where we were night time security guards together, while the store was being stocked with items. It was in November of 1985, and it was in Woodbury Heights, New Jersey, USA-ESMWG; and was called the Caldor Number 113 Store. A married wealthy couple owned these chain stores, sort of another K-Mart or Walmart; just a little less successful. Actually I suppose a lot less, as they lasted in business about a decade and then closed up. As for the big K and the big W, no matter which letter I put before the other one, and all great voice-mail messages not withstanding; I think both of these fantastic stores will be slitting in their pants long before they go under. They seem to copy the mighty fabulous JC-PENNEY, in so much as doing it RRRRRRRRRR-IGHT, or DO-DO-DOING it that way, on or off of 1970' famous Cornwall Avenue, of Ventnor, New Jersey. I would make fun of Tom Reale over my bugged up telephone, Mister Munch, back in 1993 and 1994 while speaking to Mister Roth numerous times, and then, kapong-kabing, and a ring ring kaching Paula King, oh travelers of the mighty and GAP-ESS; there was the television commercial, you know, another anti-pollution deal from the late nineteen-sixties, BRO! When you step back to examine life's bigger picture, anyone of you out there, I do not care if the most powerful ten people on this planet read this, you too; do it, I challenge you. You will always get the moving averaged story in a hindsight reflected truth. But you need to have the courage to see that even with all of your power, folks; you are not the ones in control of this gamogram-simulation. Don't believe my blog; talk to the wonderful Professor M.K. At the NYU. Just remember that I was speaking these things back when I was being beaten up by Atlantic City Beach Patrol Mascots in 1975; while good old Mom and good old Cousin Ruth Huntington Gozzwald Gottwald, were up at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Babylon, New York. There is not a single little cosmic damn dot, that's out of place. But a million Mister Einstein's cannot see the large maze in real time, and I can tell you why, but it won't make sense to just about all people out here who don't have a giant background in applied astrophysics and quantum-dynamics. This planet we evolved in and on matches in size, a perfect light speed and brain consciousness ratio, in that anything over the circumference of this world, in distance; can never ever be perceived by humans in totally real time. Everything after that is enough of a fractional light second in distance, to prevent that. Things like this do not just coincidentally happen, and I don't care who says otherwise. So WEEEEEEEE! “And that's just reality son”.

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.

Even Dennis Snyder couldn't tell reality from illusion, if he had gone through anywhere near the total hell that I have. IPYT, lads and lassies. Oh boy, great people; I honestly do not mean to be such a prick. Try to understand, Dreamboat Annie and others, that I have been seriously injured, hurt, and damaged, by many many many powerful people all over this world for about six solid decades now!!!!!!!!!

MAY 15, 2015,

FRIDAY AFTERNOON, AT 2:32,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 84 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY-------(H-84/L-75).

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 70%, FEELING LIKE 91.

WINDS ARE ENE AT, AT 14, GUSTING TO 22.

Mark Minor, and all other ''boys that wanna' go home'', back in 1966; and without any bar fights taking place in Nassau Town; and all other 'ESS Travelers'; sup evweebwuddy, YO, and SS??????

Forget love and glory, and time going by, and old songs; and all of it. This all boils down to the fact that I feel that I can prove to a very backward planet; Roddenberry family; that first contact indeed is here all along; and that God as you call 'him', is really a sixteen year old girl, who in this multiverse, always was and always will be; as this is who she was when SHE jacked into this damn lawn-mower gamer simulation system of HERS!!!!!!!! Never saw the movie SS? Until a person sees that movie, they have no right 2 judge harshly or otherwise, anty of those words printed above, since I saw the show and I have gone through this since my mom took me 2 the TRINITY HOTEL of 10-SC AVENUE in ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, 4 the vely first time in late June of the year of 1965, and I MET HER!!!!!!!!

No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over. I just think it was very rude of U2B saying this 2 my mom, at your shit hole mansion, at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York; right in my presence, when I was just a young lad of 17; ya son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog skit?, and UR the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton; my plans R all clucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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This is YYYYYYYYYYYYY this poor dog should not live in this eternal doghouse, it is quite simple really. Let me explain things to you ladies and gentlemen:

BECAUSE IT IS UNFAIR

BECAUSE I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE IT

BECAUSE I AM INNOCENT

BECAUSE I AM IN AGONY AND TIRED OF BEING ENDLESSLY PERSECUTED BY ALL MIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS.

BECAUSE I AM DAMMED IF I DO AND DAMMED IF I DON'T.

GET IT YET, GOOD FOLKS???

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ALL LIFE-TIME LONG, I HAVE BEEN DEATHLY DUCKED WITH BY THESE MONSTER MUCKING DEADLY HALLS FAWCES!!!!!!!!! NO MATTER WHAT I EVER DO, I am damned if I DO, and damned if I DON'T. I can turn left, right, stay still, or try both ways, and nothing ever allows me to escape this clucking brutal pummeling of the HUNTINGTON-CURSE!!!

Hay Mike McNulty, I think your grand daughter is laughing at both of us, you crazy mother lucker!!! But is she laughing at us because she knows we both are Neil Regan----Bob Lockhart clowns, like Regan's little brat used to laugh at my machine and the lightning making the Privecode system go off automatically back at First Highview? Well, in any case, maybe they both are laughing, and if that keeps them happy, great. Still, how many times can we laugh at horrible slit???

Hay YO, I'm just asking?

'Fungoo' from here 2 Cicaly, or those lovely areas that sit high up on a very steep coastal cliff so far away from hot sticky ole' freaking Florida-USA. My FLOWER WING, did U say; oh lovely Mia Berrios? Just where is Scylla's enzymeter and loot these wonderful awesome ass days? SS; just what is this all gonna' come 2, here in Florida, back up in WG-NJUSAESMWG, or anywhere else 4 that matter?

WOW-WOW-WOW-SUPER WOW 2 IT ALL; HUH----SS?????

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MY ENDLESS POST '8-1986-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

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR PHASING CYCLE CHART:

HEY SS, U WANTED 2C ME' LUNAR CALENDARS:

TUESDAY, JULY 4, 2023---11-196---JWSC

CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING GIBBOUS 1:5

N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 WXC7 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 WNC7 N.M.

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

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

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

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

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 starting on this Tuesday morning the 4^th day in July, of the year of 2023; and who are persecuting me with MAJOR COMPUTER HACKING, AND A VERY LATE NIGHT NOISE ASSAULT; AND IS ALL directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and 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.

THIS L-B 2-U-SS, ENDS NOW, OLE' ASSOCIATE PAL.

The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment"

Tuesday, July 4, 2023

Dear Steve Walgreen's Parks, Chapter 22

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