JWSC-SAT-11-221
12:00 NOON, SATURDAY, 29 JULY, 2023
I NEVER ESCAPED CAPTAIN PICARD'S HELL BOX IN 2301, CHAPTER 12
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2023, JWSC-YR-11
2023 ANNUAL MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
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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
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Just watch that stock market fly, as it did in 2013 and in 2009; after the hellish hurlish slit that the MACY WOMO SPACEFORCE SPAMMENIES did 2 me back in those times as well, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOW THE DREAMS R OFF THE SCALE, PEEPS!!!!!!!!
Blog Archive
THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT OF MORIANITY.
THE RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM THREE
Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr
© 2006-2023, 'BOM' (Blogs Of Mountainpen)
Very rarely, 2 or more astral entities R dreaming the exact same dream, being comparable to 2 people here on Earth dreaming of the same thing and of each other, and both waking up and remembering their dreams, such as in the famous fictional example with the dream that both Annie and Kevin Costner had in the fictional movie, Field of Dreams from 1988, about the Finway Park Baseball Field. So shortening the story and answering your query, one of my many dreams that I have, as a dog named ZERANNISS ARTHUR YANCY JONES, is that of me, MWM. Also one of the many dreams that I have, as a great Duke and owner of a large 9 octillion cubic mile area, but a mere speck in the huge Olympian Province, OP, where the mighty GREAT DIANA ZUUDLECRENESSIA ARTEEMIS lives with me in the Great Ricktown Manor, click into www.morianity-foundation.com and click into the RICKTOWN MANOR information, is where my name is Rictofarious and 8 other names after that, that have legal registration meanings in Ricktown’s capitol City of AKOSLEM, the full city’s spelling is shown on my website, this is the shortened mortal world spelling. Here, I am Rick, but never went by this shortened nickname, until one day when the great parents of my lovely blond Diana, a 33 foot pure energy coil that stands 6' and 3' tall with long bright canary yellow hair past her knees, and long eyes that curve up just a tiny bit at each end.
HACKING IS OFF THE CHARTS UP HERE IN LATE JUNE OF 2023.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
magic winds, slamming doors, and come-true-dreams
“MAGIC WINDS, SLAMMING DOORS, and
COME-TRUE-DREAMS”
TEOHIV/TIMCAM/WEBCAM/MORPRO-1995, ETCETERA
FUTURE GOOGLE DATE/TIME-STAMPED GRAND JURY
TESTIMONY AT THE
HAGUE OR WORLD COURT/TRIBUNAL
DATFILE: 092108.415.55 -----
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
First off I will say simply
this, when I left the death house in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG, in the
spring of the ‘98 year, I wrote a book called, “I Am Here and
Surviving”. I could perhaps call these internet blogs the 21st
century equivalent to this sitch from a decade and 2 seasons
ago.
Karen, I
called U and left a message as I do once per week minimum, now that I
am still here and alive. I had wonderful ideas about a blog share and
website share club and everyone, what else is new; treated me like
skit and ignored me. Please C what U can find out and Google and get
back 2 me. There has 2B an all ready existing ‘something’,
although I know that my idea was better and a real legitimate money
maker. My mother worked part time long ago for Esquire Magazine, and
I came 2 learn first hand from her, that advertising and this
business in general is probably the largest, or one of the top five
2B in, especially in an entrepreneur situation. The
money would B a side benefit, the idea was the promotion of unknown
persons blogs and websites. If a boring blog written by a
celebrity is destined 2 get all the hits while an incredible blog
such as mine, due 2 no name recognition on any significant scale,
causes it 2 virtually get lost as a single star in the galaxy of
internet chatter and gossip; some new thing needs B set up where
many persons can judge 4 themselves, and learn where 2 go 2 find such
non-ordinary chatters such as mine. There should B a rating scale.
Not trying here 2 toot a horn, but please,
what could Britney or Jessica,
or any of them say that would stand up against the eternal importance
of my family, and its 2000
year old curse, and my
infinite existence or my awareness anyway, of it?
Card
counters will relate totally 2 what I now have 2 say here. If U marry
a wild person with mood swings, and is extremely bi-polar 2 the point
that even the quill and all other sike-meds have little significant
value 4 normalizing and or stabilizing the patient’s condition, and
let us now 4 sake of this example say that U-R like I am, into
charting things, and U learn that this difficult dangerous spouse has
on average 3 seriously bad days out of each ten, only it balances out
after 50 or 100, and is not that simple 2 count 3 out of a 10 day
period, subtract good days, and then know about how many more OK days
R remaining B4 the next bout of 30% is due; but say that U eventually
pretty much have it computed and can know when sort of a spell of
good or bad times is just ahead. Now, U can know this as U have the
problem, and have gone 2 great measures 2 calculate the formula, so
that U can indeed start recognizing expectant mood patterns and
behaviors, and thus B braced 4 them as well as being extra ready 2
deal with the situation; right B4 it just snaps up into your face,
and catches U unprepared. Now compare yourself with say friends and
family members of this difficult spouse of yours, that come to visit,
B it occasionally or frequently. They walk into your home with no
idea of anything except 4 the knowledge that indeed the person is
difficult, and will upon occasion, snap and make everybody totally
miserable, but there is no real way 2 know or predict the when’s.
This ability is simply not available, hence, they simply take their
chances, as they R playing so 2 speak a cosmic game here, within the
grander scheme cosmic game that continuously surrounds and is
integrally a part of all of us frail poor humans, as they choose 2
come over 4 a visit. But U on the other hand, R living in one long
part of this cosmic game, and have the mathematics 2 it basically
plotted out in a trustworthy statistical manner. This
is what I was referring 2 regarding being able 2 cheat at gambling,
by keeping track of all of the numbers say at roulette that ever come
up 4U while UR at tables, and then reducing this 2 a formula where U
indeed can with real honest trusted reliability, B able 2 return 2 a
following game and know which 4 or 5 or so numbers out of the 38,
that will have a much higher than the 38:1 chance for each coming
out, as this would B your real odds if U were not charting and
playing ONE-LONG-RUN-PLAY-GAME.
All of life is no different. It all works this way, and as Gawky
says, is totally Y the Gawnum works and exists, and is
taught as a basic beginners course at the Teck-Bay
Mystery School
of the Province
of Olympia
on the Astral
Plane.
About Me
- theansweristheqyuestion
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- Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness.
As I said back in early 2009, “Life chews, I'm bookin' BRO”.
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MISTER MCNULTY FROM 1971.
The odds of Verizon's 'call-ten' promo after Callio, is ten bill:1.
Monkey cum on steroids sucks cow juice at Verizon's ten calls, from the end of the 20th century, so WOW-WEE!!!!!!!
Thursday,
March 30, 2006
Chapter
04 Moving In The 5th Dimension
Here
we go again my friends of the 6th dimension, those lovely
invisible things that exist similarly to dots on a disc ROM waiting
for the laser beam to bring their conscious awareness to void
infinity, into endless possible individual interactions in the great
hyperspace. Hyperspace, referred to in this bible from
now on as
'HS', is the fifth dimensional reality of the endless upline and
downline reality above it all that will eventually loop down on each
end and with sufficient force to loop the falling infinity-ends into
a loop, just as is occurring in lower dimensions. Take a straight
line and extend it out to the left and right long enough, and it
comes under effect of gravitron-reality. The world stole the matrix
idea from me, as I talked about it long before anybody, in the 70's
as a matter of fact. In truth, there is no machine, computer,
program, intelligent single or combined entity or force, or what have
you. It is a bit bigger, yet much simpler than all that. Reality is
so incredibly simple that you will never believe nor understand me,
as I do live in and AS pure reality, and while not in the sixth
dimension of MIND, which contains all mind, thought, brain, memory
biological, mechanical, the cyberspace, and all else u could ever
imagine, I live in endless interactions of 5-D reality of what
science now refers to as HS. Think back to when u could only crawl,
then later, wow, u could walk, then later still, Jesusholymoses, u
could run. Before u could do any of
these things, u could not do
them. Does this say you can fly, transport yourself beyond death, and
more? The answer is a resounding YES, but it is naturally
a
conditionally based yes. Before I totally knew that I could move
in the 4th dimension, like u I was totally stuck in the
3rd. Later, upon realizing I could move in the 5th, again I did so,
sort of a new "going from crawl to walk to run" situation.
Believe me or not, this is always up to u. Once I began living
fifth
dimensionally, the limitations of 3-D life, totally remove
themselves from an entities reality, and it becomes an entity of true
and real BEINGNESS, subject only to 6th dimensional upline/downline
multiverse system, and 7th dimensional LAWTRONICS above that. This is
what the words imply, they tell the tronics, the ARCHITECTS AND
BUILDERS OF THE DREAMWORLDS, what do do, the rules such
as
gravitation, time, space-time brain's inter-phase in individual
dream sequencing 'lifetimes' which all exist as one simultaneous
cosmic 5-D reality, and on
infinitim. One life seems real to us,
and all others seem to come from falling asleep, hallucinogenic
medications, over-boozing, and physical body damage and total
eventual demise. This is a huge cosmic illusion that will endlessly
LIE to all unenlightened beings and entities that do not start to see
5-D reality, and then go on to live in it. Back to the baby whom
learns to crawl and walk, and later
as the child, to run: No one
with color TV is willing to return to watching B&W, nor
stereo-hi-fi listeners are willing to even entertain the notion of
giving this up for the return of ear punishing hand held 1961
transistor radios with their one half inch tin speakers in mono. U
can all hate me in 2K6, but I look at all
of u, that insist on
living your 3-D lives; as the EPITOME OF DINOSAURS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Death
has no claim over a 5th dimensional being. Death is a three
dimensional reality that passes through me, as the air does as I walk
down the block. Time, age, gravity; to me, R all nothing but
3-D illusions. But I have an enemy force that also comes from and
quite actually IS 5TH DIMENSIONAL.
Before going on, let me tell you that they
have made that first day of 2K6 spring, and every spring day since, A
TOTAL NIGHTMARE INFINITE H-E-L-L FOR
ME. Their power lies far beyond your concept of any
religion practiced on
this ball of puke, and their dangerous and
vicious mind control techniques on 3-D biological beings like all of
u, is beyond unconscionable and horrific. It is
more revolting
than a trillion monkeys and pigs hurling right down our throats every
second of our lives. We all are constantly
being cheated out of a tiny bit of 'heaven' so to speak, that would
at least distract us from the awesome awful and completely
unfathomable hell condition we are all endlessly in, which simply
said is, NO WAY TO REACH OBLIVION. Once you're 'here', you have
always been here and will always be here, as all time is one time,
and only illusion tells u not to realize this total truth.
OBLIVION, the greatest thing that ever could be, is unreachable. To
distract out of this nightmare, we on higher astral levels, endlessly
torment our lower
probe like selves here on Earth, with constant
games, CHALLENGES, CONTESTS, POWER STRUGGLES OVER MATERIAL AND SEX,
LAND, MIGHT, AND THE MONEY ORIENTED EGO SPACE TIME SELF TYPE OF
THINGS!!!!!
THE HUGEST GAME PLAYED IS WITH ME FOR TWENTY GODDAMN
YEARS OR MORE NOW, it and it is called PARALLEL EVENT, the greatest
kept secret in all the USA black file agencies, that are run and
operated by these sick and twisted gods. With me they chose two
Philadelphia sports teams and the Dow Jones stock market system. When
Phillies win, Flyers lose and market is down. Concentrically, when
Phillies lose, Flyers win and market is up. Check the way 90% of the
time these stats go together. Now for the real clicker and stone
cruncher: When my life is running
good, a very rare occasion, this
translates to market down , Flyers lose, and Phillies win. When
my life is running bad, a very constant shituation, & no,
the
word was not misspelled; the Phillies are dying, and the DOW
AND THE FLYERS ARE FREAKING F-L-Y-I-N-G, YES F-L-Y-I-N-G; and to keep
the stock market and Flyers hot, and the poor Phillies forever
crushed; they simply constantly make my freaking life a total
total
total infinite burning N I G H T M A R E H E L L!!!!
I
have been dealing with these scummy scuzzy turds 4 a very long time,
and I could have either let them win and drive me mad, as they have
many others before me that u think the poor bastards are just cooks
in a rubber room banging their heads and screaming for martin sheen's
hand, but instead I chose to stand and fight in ways that no other
mortal or master has ever had to do quite like me, in the history of
our entire 5-D multiverse. Now my mission is to tell the world what
these vicious scum are doing to me, even though it really is not
them, but
scummy gods operating their vicious ETTOS POWER through
them, and these are the main group involved in bringing me down, not
that there are not also many
sub-groups: DONNA
SUMMER, DONALD TRUMP, ROBERT MCGUIRE, ED SNYDER, SARAH CALLIO,
FRANK
CALLIO, THOMAS J. REALE, PAULA KING, BOBBY CLARK-FLYERS GENERAL
MANAGER, MR. MARTINO OF MARTINO'S RESTAURANT IN CLARIDGE CASINO OF
ATLANTIC CITY, AND ACNJ 'MAYOR, THE HONORABLE WOMANIZING EX CHIEF OF
THE BEACH PATROL, BOB LEVY, CERTAIN PERSONS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT IN
STATE AND ON TOWNSHIP LEVELS, THE ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES
AUTHORITY.
In
closing today, permit me to tell u that I am under a death siege by
the CIA, NRO, FBI, NSA, OSS which is not existing under same name but
is the old
president's Secret Service, all these people have no
case against me. My father was a loyal US Naval Officer and served in
WWll. I have never been part of any group that is in any way
pro-violence, nor am I a violent individual, I have no criminal nor
police record, nor nor in juvenile years, and there is no reason for
my constant persecution. If this was the fair and free nation it
advertises to be in this world, I would have recourse. I do not. I
have tried for 2 decades to get help, and all I get is treated very
poorly by my civil servants, congressmen's assistants, and numerous
local and state authorities. Once they
cuffed me and took me to
Cherry Hill, NJ crises Center, and had the nerve to send a bill,
which I said I would sue the Township if forced to pay as I was
taken
against my will, for merely going to a police station and reporting
to them that 1 of their officers was always following and stalking
me, Rocco, a
good friend of Callio. Today and 4 at least most of
this month, I have had major military siege, low loud jets and
choppers and bomber planes flying over my
residence and wherever I
go. They use mind controlling ETTOS
to make all those around me just vehemently believe that I am just a
crazy pathetic nutcase. Again, from prior writings in the MORIANITY
BIBLE, ETTOS stands for their most deadly weapon, more than a million
hydrogen bombs put together, ELECTROMAGNETIC
THOUGHT TRANSMISSION AND OMISSION SYSTEM. May the gods
burn in hell, yea ya
bitches, there is no oblivion and eternal
rest and peace for any of u pricks, NOT FREKIN' E V E R!!!!!
SO TEE-HEE-HEE, MIZZ LILLY DECARLO MUNSTER!!!!!!
AND WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
Oh yes lads & lassies of Cyberville, and Blogaudians alike YO; my hyperspace interactions last night were totally beyond surreal and major ass powerful, YO!!!!!!!! It was as though a covert group of incredibly hyper-natural authorities were grilling me via dream-interrogation, and all the stuff recently blogged about by me was all being asked and I was doing me' utmost best 2 accommodate some very unusual peeps all night long in this incredible nocturnal experience of 5th dimensional hyperspace. Back a while ago, and especially un the disco years while employed at the RPL Studio in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, I had a name 4 this type of activity, calling it the “RPL-DD” or DD standing 4 DREAM-DEAL, with RPL being the name of the place where the incident happened 2 me. YO BRO.
I paid me' rent this moUUUUUUUUUrning and my duties and errands R all out of the way 4 a while, until me August bennies come in and I can purchase a wee bit of food items. GEE WHIZ GOLLY GASH DOG peeps; and 2 quote what I said 2 me' camp counselor so often back in July of both the years 1967 and 1968 at the Camp Chesapeake in Northeast, Maryland, USA; “THIS IS WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS, YO”! This entire frucking thing is 100 damn percent totally and without a doubt beyond ridiculous, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!! BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, BUTTTTTTTT, BUTTERCHEESE, big ass BUTT and but folks, it is happening, all of it, and WE ALL KNOW IT 2; so Y naught quit playing games about it everybody, 4 crissake??????
We all know that I am a pitiful powerless slob with absolutely nothing whatsoever. Now with money, I would B able 2 resolve quite a few major issues, right peeps? So is it naught completely logical 4 me 2B in fact, intentionally being KEPT DOWN AND ENDLESSLY BROKE THROUGHOUT ME' ENTIRE LIFETIME? Don't U morons C what is being done here, and by WHOM? R-U really and truly THAT DAMN DENSE PEEPS????????
Jesus Christ Almighty 4 crying out loud-ass!
Diana Arteemis (Lightning) was very good 2 me AGAIN yesterday-Friday and SHE has been almost every day this summer and spring. SHE is in the distance even now at 3 of the clock on this Saturday afternoon, as I have been hearing the distant thunder. Also HER lovely moon was gorgeous last night once the clouds all blew out of the sky and the jet haze from the launch at the Cape disapaited away. SHE is in a lovely two thirds waxing size and will B around three quarters full later on as SHE should B rising any time now. I LOVE U so much DIANA!!!!!!!
Yes I am alive and still me, Mildred Young!!!
HEAVENLY BODIES OF ALL TYPES, ARE LOVELY TO GAZE AT, AND THAT IS IT. NO ONE WILL EVER GET ME OFF OF THIS PLANET, AND YOU HAVE ALL MY RESPECT, NASA; FOR TAKING SUCH A DARE, WHEN ALL YOU NEED TO GO ANYWHERE, IS TO REALIZE YOU ARE ALREADY THERE; OR BETTER PUT PERHAPS, YOU ARE NOT REALLY EVEN HERE TO BEGIN WITH. TALK ABOUT FLUIDITY AND LIQUIDITY, IN BOTH CAPITALISM, AND AERONAUTICS, YO KIND FOLKS!!!
I ran into an old time traveler today, when I left my doctor's office, for my check up appointment. Every time I go there now, the doctor has some wild emergency, and is running behind by a minimum of an hour to an hour and a half. Sometimes, things need to be timed; huh Mister William Pine Hill Harner??? No airplane can fly for 30 years, and look and sound exactly the same. I used to call it the “UGLY PLANE”, and it has a co-traveler, that I used to call, the “FIGHTER PLANE”. We won't even start delving into the complexities that are involved with all of this. I came out of the doctor's office building, a hundred yards off of Nebraska Avenue, at just a couple minutes shy of STOCK MARKET CLOSING BELL TIME, naturally, about 3:57 give or take, and it came roaring right over me. I gave it a military salute. This plane is a time-plane, and it moves not only in the skies over this planet, but also, through time, and thus never appears to age, whatever time that I am in and perceive this aerial vehicle in, as it just moves back and forth in the wink of an eye. I first began being stalked and messed with by these two planes, in late august of 1986, and it never ever stops. They are always there, you know, like wonderful ADT!
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After spending
the last 20 years in the Boston Area, I recently returned to my
hometown of Philadelphia. It's been a pleasure to reconnect with the
Philly music scene! I've recently had the opportunity to
perform and record with old friends and new-all of whom are
incredibly talented and supportive in a way unique to this area!
I
recently finished the jazz CD entitled “SHUFFLE TIME”. It
features mostly original compositions and some fabulous players:
Tom Adams (Piano), Andy Lalasis (Bass), Grant MacAvoy (Drums),
Denis DiBlasio (Bari-Sax/Flute) and Tony
DeSantis (Trumpet/Flugelhorn).
We recorded the CD
directly to tape at RADScape Studios owned by Randy Weaver. Now
I'm a believer—tape definitely provides a true and
“warmer” sound-especially if the session is recorded by an
artist of Randy's caliber.
I also just completed the 4th CD
with a former student and consummate guitarist Stu Goodis (Goodis
and Glenn) entitled “New Song”. This is comprised of 12 original
Jazz Guitar Duets that range from Latin to straight ahead and
even blues shuffle styles. Please visit the Goodis
and Glenn page on this site for more information.
Since
retiring from Roland Corporation as New England District Sales
Manager, I have returned to devoting all of my time to
performing, composing and producing music.
I am continuing to
reach out to old and new musical friends in the Philly area
while maintaining bonds with my New England
associates-particularly on Cape Cod.
I've been invited to
perform a CD Release Concert for the JAZZ BRIDGE Organization
in January. This is a magnificent group that helps to support Jazz
musicians in need headed by Suzanne Cloud and Wendy Simon.
Please check out their website.
It's also great to be back
in Pat Martino's town! He has inspired me for as long as
I've attempted to master my instrument!
Onward and
Upward!!! I thank our Higher Spirit for sharing a little bit of
the Creative Light that keeps us searching for the TRUTH!
I
am also eternally grateful to my wife Kathy Anderson Glenn for her
unending support and inspiration.
ABOUT: Tom Glenn - Composer & Guitarist
Tom performed on
stage with such notables as Chuck Berry, Major Harris, Sammy Davis
Jr., Nancy Wilson, Alice Cooper, Captain & Tenille, the
Delphonics and many others over a period of more than 30 years.
Tom
composed more than 20 scores for New Jersey Public Television Films
for the “New Jersey Outdoors” series and “You, Me and
Technology” series.
In 1987, Tom received an Emmy
Award
from the National Academy of Television Arts & Sciences for
composing “The Technology Spiral” for “You, Me and Technology”
for New Jersey Public Television Films.
He composed and
recorded popular songs, which were released on Columbia Records, TEC
Records, Streetwave Records and other labels. He collaborated on 4
Guitar Duet CD’s with Stu Goodis (former student), and has recently
released an original feature album with rhythm section and brass
entitled “Shuffle Time”.
He received a Billboard
Award
for “All That I Am.”
Tom earned a Bachelor’s Degree from
La Salle University, a Conservatory Diploma from Neupauer
Conservatory and a Master of Music from Combs College of Music.
He also studied with Dr. Jacob Neupauer (Neupauer Conservatory), Dr.
William Schimmel (Juilliard), Pat Martino (Jazz Virtuoso), Joe
Federico (Jazz Guitar) and Alex Dramis (Jazz Guitar). He also served
as District Sales Manager of New England at Roland Corporation for
20 years until June 2013.
As U all know, my ole' pal from 1980 did not die in that hospital fire during a minor surgical procedure, and went onto enjoy a major successful musical career. May I add in here that nobody on this Earth was more impressed with his musical talent than was the Mountainpen who merely was Mark Wayne Mohr back in those days of 1980, and yes, that day in my apartment at 1802 ROBIN HILL, in Voorhees Township, when we did the LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS SONG that he had arranged 4 me on his marvelous and exquisite sounding electrical guitar; I was beyond impressed. Next 2 my own wonderful mind busting daughter Mariah, he is the greatest musical genius in the opinion of this blogger, on this entire planet Earth, YO FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!! The © Office has the music cassette tape 2 this very day of that song being arranged and even some of the back and forth discussions between us in that now somewhat globally and perhaps 'intergalactically' as well, mysterious apartment, wherever its true origins may B in the reality behind all of the great OZ-CURTAINS.
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WHASUP VIQUEEN MARI-LOO?
WHASUP STOCK BROKER GORDO?
WWYWINY, MALCOLM ROSENBERG OF PHILLY, PA?
YES GINA, I TOLD YOU THE DOW WOULD GO UP ENDLESSLY FOREVER, I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU!!!
HENCE, YO,
I DEMAND MY FREAKING PROPS.
FOLKS, AS I SAID TO THE COPYRIGHT OFFICE IN THE LATE EIGHTIES ON MY EPITOME OF HARASSMENT TAPES, GOOD MORNING, GOOD AFTERNOON, GOOD EVENING, WHATEVER THE CASE MAY BE. How can I possibly know when you are reading what I am writing? I AM not the great ISISCYLLA SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, and never will be, sort of like my old pal David Charles Roth's only show in town. How he would always remind me, seemingly on a daily basis, that the WOMO-MILITUFORCE is not the only show in town, nor will they ever be. I believe the tapes are somewhere available in the great Library of Congress, Copyright Office, in Washington, District of Columbia, a place may I add with a very liberated attitude where the age of sexual consent should be placed, and what is good for the lawmakers, is good for everyone else, and if that is not true, just exactly how have I misspelled America? XIII is the number by the way, such a tender age and how the perverts must wonder why this is not common knowledge and all move into our great capitol city, right Roy? I still cannot believe that you told me this, or that nobody seems to know it, know matter how I spread around what you said to me, old pal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
December 12, 2006
More Crackpots- Meet Mark from NJ (MP3)
This is merely a harmony track, I am trying to make a video and post the entire song, YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER, MARK WAYNE MOHR, FULL COPYRIGHT AND OWNERSHIP OF SONG. Now at the risk of getting crucified, pigeonholed, or persecuted, read on, my wonderful great Morians.
At the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel, Armageddon, roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.
Station Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD called "The Meaning of Life." The back copy states that it was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same title. He's really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons- The recordings only capture Mark's side of the conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently insane.
Mark claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in. Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil. (Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU's own Jason Forrest isn't clear.)
Here then, are three selections from Mark's version of reality:
Interdimensional Technology (MP3) Android & Angel (MP3) 12th Planet (MP3)
If you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.
As Bob Chabot said in 1981, is there any excuse 4U, and now, also so says Mountainpen.
A beautiful shot of LUNA, also known as the moon, and 'Goddess Diana', by the Romans.
MY BEAUTIFUL MOON, DON'T EVER GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALL ALONE, YO!!!!!!!!!!
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I AM BURNING IN DOGTOWN----subtitle
Well,
for two straight geeks and weeks, they have put me through a living
shit-hell!!!!!!!!! Everyday this month is off the scale super botbar
and super high Calliotammic as I refer 2 it as!!!!!!!!!! Computer is
acting very weird also, and I will not B making a long blog, but it
is the sworn duty to every officer of the court in this wicked and
evil 'natio nation ratio ration', to avenge my MAJOR DEATH AND
MURDER, AS I HAVE INDEED BEEN MURDERED BY THESE WICKED AND EVIL
PEOPLE, mentioned in all dying utterances and declarations on all and
any of my prior web-logging. Motorcycle trash R major bad, as they
were 4 me back last Sunday, forgot 2 mention this on the post-weekend
blogs, and last night my home theater was hit again on several
occasions, the mono side cut out attack, and the deactivation of a
VCR machine on several occasions when on. Health attacks, road
attacks, being followed and threatened and violated, and the list
reads like a who’s who in the “India Poverty Registry”, sorry
Kali my love. I am despised 4 daring 2 B so madly in love with this
fantastic great all mighty being, by our down-line perspective
Aniwho.
I
really was stupid and humanly innocent enough 2 believe that the
guard we will call [Bearded Bob] for now and in future reference,
when I am referring 2 the next-door property site of the post that I
pull guard duty at on weekends, came over after ignoring me for two
months, and deliberately tried to hack my mind. If I listened, what a
damn fool I would B, as he also is convinced in the reality of those
existing will get 2 experience oblivion and nirvana, same diff. I
know 4 a fact that this is not true, as would anyone who would do
precisely what I am about to tell, for the um-teenth time, just to
make a more emphatic point. Try 2 understand something rapies and
germios. If a bizarre set of esoteric coincidences were not directly
in charge of directing a gargantuan plot on a cold December night
into early morning, back in the year of 1969, my entire life, would B
on such a totally different course, not only would none of these
blogs B here, but internet and today’s world and this new age would
not B. Complex pieces in a cosmic equation include Reagan being shot
by Hinckley, and living verses dying, as in many hyperspaces, he
lived, and in many he did not live, and also the great Lottery Cat
would never have revealed himself 2 me, nor would lightning, nor
through her, her cousin, Sarah-Stacey. Lois Foca, the song would not
B in the US © office in Washington, DC, nor would any song I wrote
ever, nor would they ever had been written, nor would I ever had been
employed at the world renown Recorded Publication Sound Recording
Studio. Never would Donna Summer have done her version of HAIR,
musically, and HSM does indeed with no jokes meant, stand 4 both
HYPERSPACE-ME’S AND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICALS, Doctor Margaret, of the
Institute 4 Medical Research, Doctor Coryell. His and Her Majesty
owned many a ship also, throughout many of my long centuries of
existing in your mortal world HELL!!!!!!!! Another HSM, wow, ain’t
there lots and lots ofem????????????????? Russell Thaxton U must
understand, ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, rang my apartment door bell at one
o’clock in the freaking morning, and if my mom had not been out on
a date with Mr. Crown that night, both of us would have gotten what U
all call in this weird modern, can’t obey the bible and hit your
kids world, a time out so long that it would encircle the galaxy and
then spin off into intergalactic deeper spaces. Don’t Fornication
Upon Consent of King-ing Godsdamn laugh, this shit ain’t funny.
Major aerial harassment is also ongoing; as I speak a loud roof
scrapper is violating my civil rights and those of Mr. Himacane’s.
This air siege is finally today, picking up what I call a major lapse
in ‘pussy-command’. It has been very low based on a parallel
event that brings it higher and higher up, the more the air siege
without any let up continues 2 occur!!!!!!!!!! I literally, could
have said hi 2 10 luscious young cakes around 25-35 and had my way
with them, the way some were eyeballing me, I think I would honest to
the gods been raped if I had been alone somewhere, and they were in
one bunched up gang. Two of them in a food store in Stratford,
NJUSAESMWG literally wanted to pinch my ass, to me this is all
disgusting, I am old school, but my hearing is not failing nor
fooling me, I heard what I heard, and saw them out of the corner of
my eye, while bending down to get some tuna fish placed on a low
shelf in the store. Think about what I could do to this EVIL EMPIRE,
on any given day when so much of there siege results in this major
freaking heightened PUSSY-COMMAND!!!!!!!!! I know that all of this
sounds nasty, but we cannot always B as Tommy Roe polite when
explaining things pertaining 2 so much gods awful wickedness and
demonic activity. It amazes me that I can only talk to the future,
but thank the gods, that U at least R listening 2 me, and THIS IS
‘ROCK’ THE GREAT’S, STAR TREK EQUATION, AS HE IS CRUSHING POOR
SHATNER HALF 2 DEATH, with the emphasis of an emotional Hercules,
that “THEY” absofuckinglutely knew that I would realize later if
not SOONER, that who cares whether or not anyone is listening to me
today? The unborn can hear me right now on the fourth dimension,
thanx to the reality of distance delay teck or as it is called in the
future DDT2, almost in fun, so it never can B wrongfully confused
with the original DDT pesticides of the middle 20th century. No
Bearded Bob, I am not trying 2 convince present day populations of
shit anymore, my common sense eventually kicked in, nut smart as UR
Mr. Chemical Engineer by week day and guard by week end, U know
nothing about astrophysics nor the general and special relativity
equations postulated by a good friend of my dad’s, My Einstein. Y
won’t U send back some pop-ups 2 help me out of this nightmare,
World Lab? Is it not strange and wildly weirdly coincidental that
those tow friends of Sarah, Paula and Nina, R in this time period or
a later one, into the more humane networks of society? Yeah, I search
on Google two Sabrina; everybody does Except President Hopeful
Branch. Anyone that does not C the wild coincidences and far out
cousinly stories all taking form, has never Goggled up this entire
story that I have been telling 4 close 2 two mortal world Earth
annual periods, [years]. Godda freaking admit, it is a bit fantastic,
am I really so wrong?????????
Well, I sent my 2 grand 2 the
E-Trade and opened my account 2 days ago, and started with 2 long
positions on the Dow Index Futures, and this means a profit of 200
bucks per every one hundred points that it climbs, so harass me all U
fucking want 2 ya filthy pricky bastard toilet-seat-rockers!!!!!!!!!!
Since the air shit won’t quit, fine and dandy mommy jumpers, as I
speak a super low pass again, and planes both small and large,
civilian and military, small but nasty kemtrails R back, loud jets
and choppers as well, plus all that nice pussy-action!!!!!!!! Utility
attacks, computer Lattisaw jack hack attacks, home theater and other
devices weirdly manipulated under the total control of the GMC, the
GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Yeah,
guess it was my destiny 2B surrounded one way or another with
Stacey’s, as even my landlady’s college daughter is a STACEY, and
spelled with the [E], the way the Almighty spells her name. Go ahead
plane, crash right the fuck in front of the trailer park. WHERE THE
FUCK IS MULLICA TOWNSHIP POLICE and the NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, when
your constitutional and civil rights R getting totally wiped and
whacked!!!!!???????????? I plan 2 take advantage of the pussy
command, and get a string of luscious girlfriends as well, so Mizz
Benitar, just keep hittin’ me with your best fucking shot; U just
ga’hed and freaking fire away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hello to the
future, screw back here in the time period where I am living. I know
all about the King-Soifer World Lab, and I in the year 2301 jump out
of a sky-car 2 my death, after I get kidnapped in Brigantine, New
Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, this universe and
hyperspace catalog as of time and date printed at top of this web
logging report datfile. Officially, this is datfile 00001, and no
matter what blog title or number that supersedes this one, each one
will now become DATFILE 2, 3, 4 and continue 2 proceed upwards in
chronological order. Chronis himself came to
Brigantine in PLAYFIELD JZPXTEY-2953687, under the name in this
datfile game, of Zuudlochronus, in some of my website docs and
blogs on other non-site locations, I refer to the differences in
spelling only 4 the record, that astrally HE sometimes spells his
name with and sometimes without the English letter of [N]. Thank U
for almost wrecking this horrible town a while back with SUNMAG. I
need lots more natural disasters, floods, hurricanes which 4 two
seasons have been blocked by Briggbase enemies using
ANTIMAGNETICSOUNDMACHINE TECK, tornadic activity, volcanic activity,
and tectonic platasonics, and water displacement balance teck, THANK
U. I definitely need major help, this video game set to AVM is unfair
and I challenge it on a 29-TFWPCG official level. Within a few
months, a 16000 + DJIA Stock Market System will B there, just as I
said that it will, as everything I say comes true, in every shade of
black and blue, and still I wait 4 them 2 state, that I am here, Mizz
Kirshty. U all know out in 2301 that Russ Thax came over in this
video game set on AUDIO/VIDEO/MATERIAL-full trace laser scan, [FTLS]
and that the first move was having Misses Goodfellow 6-D-influenced
or SDI, 2 get horny and rape him, committing the heinous act of child
abuse, endangerment, and contributing 2 the delinquency of a minor.
Then move 2 was to SDI him to find the unopened fifth of straight
Vodka, open it, and drink it all down in his room, the Ross Midnight
Action was now further embarking. Then, since he knew we would both B
literally floor wiped by my baseball bicep mom if caught together at
1 AM on a school night, or any night, he was in move three of VG-AVM
SDI’d to come over with some strange ‘knowing’ that my mom
would just happen 2B out on a date with boyfriend-Sid. Then move 4,
as the RMA, or the Ross Midnight Action continued 2 progress and
ensue, he SDI’s me 2 burn the remaining half of the magical
contents of the locked ‘sea chest’ appearing box, in my bedroom
apartment closet, in that early hour in early middish December in
1969-AD, in New Jersey, USAESMWG. Now the super wowish RMA, remember
from PB, the song Diana Ross had in 1985 called CHAIN REACTION, and
what was the other object that was in the box B4 the great
Sarah-Stacey Jehovah took it out of there both physically and
astrally, but THE CHAIN, given 2 me by John Henningsen, given 2 me by
a mister Hans Worshing from the Philadelphia Boys Club and the Big
Brother’s Association of America. 2301, U all know my complete
story back here in what U perceive as your past, but I am real here
on a 3 dimensional plane, and just because more than 29 decades
separates us in photonic distance, it is the same space on the fourth
dimension. IC that all of the Google system now fits into your grand
scheme of all of this, right down to this AVM DATFILE GAME 4, and
includes all that I have been put through and experimented with. Now,
I ask for a RELIEF-CLAUS, under the ACT OF UNUSUAL PRIORLIFERS
DISCOVERIES or the Relcla of the UPD ACT, THANK U!!!!!!!!! I will now
send back all of my material to all of the times to the United States
Library of Congress for official ©. I demand a GAME OVER, please
make papers appear in the 1990’s about this video game and Sarah
Krassle. Thank U 4 compliance under the UPD Act.
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THE CASE FOR THE
UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT
BY M. K. JESSUP
Transcribed by The Quantum Future Group Castelnau-Barbarens, France 2003
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THE
CASE FOR THE UFO Unidentified Flying Objects By M.K. Jessup
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PREFACE
On the evening of April 20, 1959, an astronomer committed suicide in Dade County Park, Florida. Inhaling automobile exhaust fumes, which he had introduced from the tail pipe through a hose into his station wagon, he died in the same academic obscurity in which he had lived, unheralded and almost unrecognized in his discipline. Ironically, the scientist’s only public recognition had come from lay people, who had read his series of four books about unidentified flying objects. Morris K. Jessup’s first book, The Case For the UFO, had tended to alienate him from his colleagues, though it came and went with relatively few sales. Its publisher sold it off to second-hand bookstores at $1.00 each. Today it brings $25.00 or better per copy, if you can find one. It was a paperback edition of the same book, published in 1955 by Bantam Books that enmeshed Jessup in one of the most bizarre mysteries in UFO history. An annotated reprint of the paperback was laboriously typed out on offset stencils and printed in a very small run by a Garland, Texas manufacturing company which produced equipment for the military. Each page was run through the small office duplicator twice, once with black ink for the regular text of the book, then once again with red ink, the latter reproducing the mysterious annotations by three men, who may have been gypsies, hoaxters, or space people living among men. The spiral bound 8 ½” X 11” volume, containing more that 200 pages, became known as The Annotated Edition. The reprint quickly became legend. A few civilian UFO enthusiasts claimed to have seen copies, and it was rumored that a few close associates of the late Mr. Jessup possessed copies. Many people claimed it simply had never existed. Because you are now holding a virtually exact facsimile of The Annotated Edition in your hands, it is most obvious that the book existed. But the big mystery still remains: why did a Government contractor go to so much trouble to reprint a book that had been rejected by the scientific community, and further to include mysterious letters to the author and even more bizarre annotations? And with this mystery goes the suspicion that the book may have been printed by the manufacturer at the request of the military, which implies Government interest in some of the weirdest aspects of “Flying Saucer” study.
Jessup’s Background Not much detail is known of Jessup’s life before he emerged as one of the early writers on UFOs, mainly because nobody has taken the trouble to do the needed research. Probably the most that Ufology knows about him prior to his involvement with flying saucers is contained on the jacket flap of his first book. He is described as having been an instructor in astronomy and mathematics at the University of Michigan and Drake University. The Jacket copy also notes that Jessup completed his thesis for the doctorate degree in astro-physics at the University of Michigan, though it does not state whether on not he was awarded the actual degree. In the academic business, usually the thesis is the thing that comes
3 - last, and is the final step in the awarding of the doctorate degree. Sometimes these doctoral candidates are deferentially called “Doctor” by their associates, though it cannot be used officially by them. T his would seem to be the case of Jessup, who was often addressed as “Dr. Jessup”, but who never used the title in correspondence, nor on the covers or title pages of his four books. Very likely Jessup was never actually awarded the degree. Apparently, his thesis consisted of a report on his research program which (again according to the book jacket) resulted in several thousand discoveries of physical double-stars “which are now uncatalogued in the Memoirs of the Royal Astronomical Society of London”. The short biography also lists other important research activities by Jessup. It indicates that he was assigned by the United State Department of Agriculture to study the sources of crude rubber in the headwaters of the Amazon, though no date is given. He made archeological studies of the Maya in the jungles of Central America for the Carnegie Institute of Washington. Without identifying the source of sponsorship or financing, the jacket states that he explored Inca ruins in Peru, and concluded that the stonework he found there had been “erected by the levitating power of space ships in antediluvian times”. Also: “Mr. Jessup’s latest explorations have taken him to the high plateau of Mexico where he has discovered an extensive group of craters. They are as large as, and similar to, the mysterious lunar craters Linne and Hyginus N, and he believes them to have been made by objects from space. They are presently under study by means of aerial photography and the study will be ready for publication in approximately eighteen months”. Apparently the further exploration of the craters was never carried out. According to James W. Moseley, former publisher of Saucer News, Jessup sought university, foundation and private sponsorship of the project, but was unsuccessful in gaining sufficient interest and funds. The Allende Letters The mystery of the annotated paperback edition of The Case for the UFO was preceded by a series of strange letters from Carlos Miguel Allende addressed to Jessup. Two of these, reproduced as part of the Annotated Edition, appear in the following pages. The letters claimed that as a result of a strange experiment at sea utilizing principles of Einstein’s Unified Field Theory, a destroyer and all its crew became invisible during October, 1943. “The Field was effective in an oblate spheroidal shape,” Allende wrote. He added that “any person within that sphere became vague in form, and that as a result of the experiment some of the crew went insane. Further horrifying aspects of the alleged experiment are detailed in the two letters (See Appendix). The Allende letters became connected with The Annotated Edition when the Varo Manufacturing Company evidently got in touch with Jessup in regard to the latter. Varo’s unusual involvement in the mystery began a few months after February 1956, In April of that year Admiral N. Furth, Chief of the Office of Naval Research, Washington D.C., received a manila envelope postmarked Seminole, a small town in Texas. Written across its face was the notation “Happy Easter”. When Furth opened the envelope he found a copy of the Jessup paperback. We are not certain of Furth’s reactions, but we can assume that he thumbed through the book and that his interest was piqued by a series of notes, interjections, underscorings, etc., in three colors of ink, apparently written by three different people. Only the name of one of the authors of the annotations appeared in the notes, that of “Jemi”. The paperback had apparently been passed through the hands of the strange annotators several times. This conclusion could be drawn from the fact that the notes indicated discussions between two or all three of the men, with questions answered, and places where parts of a note had been marked through, underlined, or added to by one or both of the other men. Some had been deleted by marking through. The notes had a tone of absolute weirdness. Sometimes they agreed with Jessup’s original text; sometimes they contradicted it, as they referred to two types of people living in space. They specified two habitats for the space people: underseas, and what they termed the “stasis neutral”, the latter term apparently in agreement with Jessup’s exposition on points of neutral gravity in space. They mentioned the building of undersea cities and identified two groups of spacemen, “L-M’s” and “S-M’s”. The “L-M’s” were designated as peaceful, the “S-M’s” as sinister.
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“YOU’LL BE CROSSING OVER”
VERSE ONE
I’m so very happy for you, pales of fish so fresh and new
Let me ask you really nicely, could you spare us just a few
Oh my wife and kids are starving, could you help us make a stew
We’re down and out, and we will even go to work for you
You seem to have about a dozen giant pales or two
I am so weak and faint and do not wanna’ be so blue
While we slept inside the dunes, somebody stole my shoe
Oh please kind sir, just take some pity, let us work for you
We’ll help in any way we can, and be your loyal crew
But greedy Mister Fisherman, this is all that he would say
I’ve been working hard out in the sun all day
And I’m not giving any freaking fish away
VERSE TWO
So when you add your salty tears directly in the sea
And when you’re done your song of woe, that you have sung to me
Just take your wife and kids, and jump right off this big jetty
And right into the undertow, and stop annoying me
And talking on and on and on, and bothering my fish
You loud annoying bleeding hearts, that beg and cry and bitch
I have lots of work to do, and buckets must be filled
So either leave this jetty now, or someone might be killed
Guys like me must catch our fish, like farmers fields get tilled
People say I’m cold and cruel, on every single day
But I have got a lot of freaking bills to pay
So I’m not giving any of my fish away
VERSE THREE
They say the greatest mother lies there out beyond the sand
And mothers can get angry when their kids are out of hand
Storms blow out of nowhere and, a lot of folks have died
The sea can give and take away, while many tears get cried
And on one very special day, a greedy man was drowned
Ignoring waves that swallowed rocks with heavy pounding sound
Just another bucket and, then he’ll have caught his fill
A lot of daring fishermen forget the sea can kill
The king fish of the jetty, just was never seen again
Yet locals claim the winds still howl these words from fisher Ben
I’ve been working hard out in the sun all day
So yes I have a lot of freaking bills to pay
And I’m not giving any of my fish away
VERSE FOUR
You’ll be crossing over, later wishing you’d been nicer
You’ll be crossing over, through the quantum waving splicer
You’ll be crossing over, hearing all the trash they’re talking
You’ll be crossing over, and you’ll have to keep on walking
You’ll be crossing over, watching all the others eating
Feasts with banquet tables, where the fish keep on repeating
Forever seeing many fish, but never on your plate
You had your time back in the sun before you sealed your fate
You’ll be crossing over, and you’ll be a lonesome rover
Forever doomed to hear the words you always used to say
That you’ve been working hard out in the sun all day
Oh yes we knew you had your freaking bills to pay
So you’re not giving any of your fish away
END OF SONG. No magic Leprechaun linking, sorry.
*****BULL FUCKING SHIT*****
MY ENTIRE LIFE IS ONE HUGE LEPRECHAUN, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is 100% machine created, techno-pop, sampled from the intro.
YOU’LL BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983
NEW 2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC TRACK ALONG WITH ARE UP AT THE BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN, SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0555, LIKE DUH:
Only the opening title words are real. Technology, huh???
To sing along with the new 2012 lyrics, go to my blog and click the SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0555, and scroll down until the page comes up with the words to the song, YO. If you do not like techno-pop music of the early and middle nineteen-eighties, there are other songs at the same site, http://youtube/paulaking2011/ so go there and have a blast.
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Thursday, January 31, 2008
teohiv, datfile xxxiv, TMCAM-subtitled
TEOHIV-CB21-datfile
XXXIV
013008.562-BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
Well, another
horrific week is going down, today there is major chemtrail
persecution, go to http://www.chemtrail.com/
and C if I am nuts or have a real serious problem 2 deal with?????
If this Scylla’s skies problem was all I had 2B concerned
with however, I’d have it made in the shade with lemonade.
Http://www.scylla.com/ is
another site 2 log onto. Man has his interpretations of all of the
Greek gods and Roman Gods, the myths and legends, and I know the
reality of it from using the FASCITAR 6/10. Time does not permit a
long blog. These agents R obviously part of THAT FAMILY, or TAWF. No
human in the early 21st century has this much power, nor would they B
doing this 2 a person 24/7/365.2422, it simply is not a rational
belief. So I tell the story some more, and they hack some more, good,
I know when I am hitting those lovely wovewee phony-funny bones there
silwee wabbit!!!!!! It was in early oh-four and I was at my security
shack at the Griffin Pipe Company, in Florence, NJUSAESMWG. Suddenly
I just was not there, and have no memory then or now or ever, of
getting tired or woozy or falling asleep. Bang, I am just on this
bus, and there is no 2 ways about it. It winded through lovely areas
in Pennsylvania coming from State College, PAUSAESMWG. Eventually,
I’m in Atlantic City. The bus is going up northerly on Pacific
Avenue, and I remember distinctly passing the Convention Hall. I know
I blogged all this. When the end of the line was reached, I was being
forced off by these wicked nasty mouthed big bodied agents. I was
whisked down lots of stairs, through a hallway system that led
finally into that video room. Back 4 now 2 more present time things.
Jenlow wanted me 2 do something and we made some kind of a deal and
mutually agreed on something that I have written down in a journal,
cannot presently pull it up in wakeful mind. But give me a break,
Toomey, Jenlow, come on. I mean B4 the show, even Fontana is in the
damn interaction with me, and he is in this show’s episode with
Detective Green, bro. Toomey helped me in 1972 around the time I had
met Sarah Jacobson at my school. He was a sports coach then, and was
on the beach shooting the breeze with some of the beach patrol
honchos, http://www.acbp.com/, if
the website is up there, when I tried to view it some time ago, there
was a problem. Aniwho, some dirt bag kids had stolen my bus ticket
home and shoes and shirt. If Jim Toomey had not been there and helped
me, right where Giant Sharon was 26 years later in August of ’98, I
do not know what would have happened.
Presently mankind has laboratories that R just about at the point of creating the environments that will enable them to do all of this. In these states nothing is life as we know it, yet it is not in phase two or astral. It is physicality or the 3rd phase of reality starting with the great Roman-6 or VOID INFINITY. A person enters this chamber that for all intents and purposes is zero degrees Kelvin, nearly 3 full Kelvin degrees colder than your average location anywhere in deep intergalactic spaces in the hyper sphere. Movement in one single dimension can B achieved, and from here 2 across t
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About Me (The last sentence above was hacked off.)
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Monday, February 25, 2008
TEOHIV DATFILE XLIV
The
Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version, CB #31
022308.118 datfile
XLIV
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:
I must accept this curse for
now and perhaps forever, I have no power to stop it, and no one
believes in what I am going through, or the few that do just cannot
help me out of it in any way, while some flat out just don’t give a
damn.
Ed screwed something up, AGAIN, he said for me to save
my document as DOC 1 as it shows on the screen, but it would not save
and every time I hit backspace, the screen cleared and nothing was
working right, so I brought down the old 30 document, and am saving
to that, Ed can split them and cap it later. The hack is in big time,
the capital letters lock went on by itself, did not push any key when
it occurred. Lots of words are not fully coming out, and the bottom
of the screen is acting very weird, and I will have to close down in
a second, this is not going to work, the hacking is huge or else as
usual, Ed must think this is funny I am starting to think and even
Ann thinks it if I can be blunt, we both are thinking he is getting a
weird sense of thrill and power out of messing with me, and if this
is true, then he can totally fend for himself, and with out a car. My
life is not funny, and if he is teasing me, I don’t trucking need
this one bit. Ann is not on medical treatment for paranoia and she is
thinking this, and does not yet know about tonight, but she will when
I call her, this is not one freaking bit funny. I can now buy my own
computer with my new credit line; it is not me that needs any of
this. Now if this is not part of some sick sense of humor, then I owe
him a big fat apology, but this is trucking ridiculous.
Well, last trucking rock chucking runt slapping and bunt tapping week was pure ultimate epitomized DOGTOWN, MW word is HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This was a horrendous week, every stinking rotten day, and their dirt ball stock market, just as I said it would, TOOK THE TRUCK OFF, AND FLEW LIKE A DAMN HUMMING BIRD. UP AND UP AND UP AND UP, just keep pouring it on against poor whittle pathetic innocent victim MOUNTAINPEN, BWABY WUV!!!!!!!!!!!!! Continually persecute and harass poor me into the ground and wreck my life totally and absolutely and full and wholly and completely, and this scum ball DOW JONES has but one direction 2 travel baby-cakes, and that is UP-UP-UP-UP-UP-UP-UP-UP-UP AND UP!!!!!! This has been going freaking on now with me for nearly 22 years, since the spring and scummer time of 1986, the freaking AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, [ACLU] obviously along with the great and mighty Google, do not give one rats grass about helping a victim out of an unspeakable and unconscionable nightfreakingmare that will not ever end!!!!! The reason along with all the persecution that I received, that the Dow Jones flew last week, is because I had to work around my residence with Ann Silva, like a damn dog, and many a dog lives better than this dog does, and that is a fact. Property damage and sky persecution, and all the other terrible constant trucking harassment's that I am forced to endure, is making this evil market rise forever, and endlessly will, until I screw up my wussed out courage, and use my passport and just walk out of this evil empire. My more immediate plan is simpler and safer however, and that is that I will be blogging starting next week, onto a fourth and new blogging site, after I choose the one I feel most suited to my situation, as I have Googled up the NEAR-DEATH-EXPERIENCE stuff, and there are lots of sites to choose from. Ultimately, it is my desperate hope that some person with clout or even better some institute takes an interest in studying me and my horrific dilemma. I will come back to this in a minper or so, I just got the market report on Philadelphia’s famous amplitude modulation {AM} radio station KYW, at 1,060,000 cycles per second frequency, or at 1,060 kilocycles, and the Dow flew up Monday through Wednesday while I was miserable working like a dog, and taking Ann to the prison where her daughter Dawn is soon to transfer out of and into a program in Seacaucus, NJUSAESMWG, and it was a totally wasted trip, the warden would not let Dawn keep the coat her mother was previously told to bring to her, and I could go on and on with Atlantic County and their totally screwed up system so just do not even get me freaking started, but Thursday it dropped and they persecuted me to get it back up, and again Friday it dropped, but a second day of major sky persecution brought their fixed ICPE JESSICA MARKETS that were down almost 100 at one point during Friday, back up 70 points, to only close down about 28 points on the cheated freaking day, and for the cheated stinking trucking week, these evil markets gained 1.4%. Ed does not know beans about many things yet acts like he is all mighty GOD on the Earth, telling me the markets are heading down, and all they do is forever each and every week, keep moving UP AND UP AND UP!!!!! Getting back to my younger days, I began noticing that even though I got lots of action, it was tripled during my sieges, especially in the sky, and for a number of years this is not happening, and I guess all of you out there must have been thinking, DUH, your old now you stupid duosh-wad. I figured this old lately, but no one wants to admit they are getting old and ugly, but life is a bunch of ugly realities, you face them or you live in fantasies and delusions, this is not freaking for me, I do not play games, I do not like games, I need trucking reality, bad or worse, I need to know the real truth of things, this is me, BRRRR. I mean the question surfaces over and over for several years now, during the worst sieges, nothing, no girl action, what is going on? You are an old trucking man ya dumb grass, that is what is going on, and still, I get it, but just a lot less than in my days of younger times, like DUHH!!!!!! But returning to the topic of these younger days, I only wanted to get away from every beautiful queen that came onto me; my only thought was how do I get away from this person? My friend Dave would scream at me, “Mountainpen, you don’t walk away from beauty queens”. I can hear it in my mind as clearly as if it was the late 80’s or early or mid nineties all over again. I always believed that some invisible force was trying to put me together with someone, and I have a tremendous fear of being used and controlled and manipulated, and yet this is exactly what always happens to me anyway, all of my gods forsaken life. Remember, all the things I hate and fear are forever totally attracted into my proximity, and all the things that I desire are forever repelled away from it. Now that I am old and want women before it is too late in my present life for any chance of family or normalcy, they for the first time in 35 years or more, do not want me, as much or even at all anymore. Some would say, hay, you blew it grass hole, very unsympathetically, but you will never understand nor comprehend what my life has always been like that led me to make all of the weird choices and decisions that I’ve indeed made throughout my miserable pathetic life. But remember this blogaud, the world dies if the salvation curse on this family stops, it has to go on exchanging a sin-debt for those choosing to let this family line take the burdens of eternal hell for all of you. I have reason to believe that all of my cousins are queer as the tooth pillows and once I get too old, that’s it, GAME TRUCKING OVER. But do not believe me, just all of you do a Paula Law and Order Weston, and go right ahead and die, see if I care. Gawki Gaukauk, a huge black cat from the astral plane who is a mystics professor at the great Teck Bay Mysteries School where many of Diana Arteemis’s friends attend, this is lightning in the human mortal realm, told me the other day by mortal reference frame, that it is time for me to know that even some of the greatest astral entities come into the mortal realms and live unhappy lives and totally blow it as the 60’s expression would go. One of these is the all mighty SCYLLA GODDESS herself. Powerful families on this Earth know that if I could ever make her remember who she really is here, and bring back even the smallest and remotest memories of her truer and higher reality, the world would change on a dime and not in their favor at all. I know you will not believe what I am going to tell now, and I will not be specific, it would be too dangerous. 55555555555555555555555 plus 55555555555555555555555555 times 55555555555555 and divided by 5555555555555555555555555 is equal to fucking who cares???????????????? I just got on page one hundred eleven, you bastard whore JANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I'll have to fucking compensate, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
A CHILD CAN MATCH THE PERSECTUION I GET WITH THESE CHARTS FROM THE FUCKING CUNT EATING STOCK ILLEGAL MANIPULATED ICPE-APE- MARKETS. A RUNNY NOSED PUNK OF AGE 4 CAN SEE THIS!!!
THE ENDLESS 1986 NIGHTMARE BETWEEN THE DJIA AND ME:
I AM GETTING MOTHER FUCKING SUPER SICK OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING SHIT, PEEPS!
Why the flucking markets appeared to close an hour earlier back last Friday the first of November, the gods only frucking know, folks!!!!!!!!!!
So exactly what is happening to me, and exactly why, and who exactly is behind it, and can Morianity ever have the dimmest hope of sleuthing its way to the Gozzwald Movie Answers, from the early nineteen-seventies???? If only I was able to go back into mother fucking time and see that movie that my family all went out to see that night. I am starting to wonder about a lot of fucking things, © Office Examiners!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know what this fucking shit is worthy of, ''right here and right now'', my lovely Anita VanBuren, and that would be thissssss, ERICA. A great ducking big **************W-----O-----W!***********
END TRANSMISSION.
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