MORIANITY 4 MILLENNIUM 3

(THE GLOBAL ENLIGHTENMENT PROJECT)

POINTS, PLACES, ZONES, AND EVENTS

3:17 PM, August 28, 2023, Monday afternoon

AT 3:26 PM, A MAJOR COMPUTER CRASH 4 ABSOLUTELY NO MOTHER FUCKING REASON JUST WENT DOWN HERE, SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, OH SIR, AND BETWEEN PLANES, NOISE, A SUPER SECOND STRAIGHT DAY HEALTH BOWELS ASSAULT AND THIS CRASH, I AM NOW AT A MAJOR FUCKING BOTBAR TIMES 2 DAY, OH SIR, YO, AND THIS IS A MAJOR-ASS:

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

MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC

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 WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME, AND HAVE NOW BOTBAR'd THE MOST RECENT 2 DAYS, WITH MAJOR VARIOUS ASSAULTS FROM FROM PROPERTY DAMAGE, COMPUTER HACKS AND CRASHES, AERIAL AND NOISE ASSAULTS, MAJOR HEALTH AND DEATH-BOWEL ATTACKS, AND ALL OTHER NORMAL WOMO-SPACEFORCE DEATH ATTACK PERSECUTIONS ON ME THAT HAVE WIPED OUT MY ENTIRE LIFE AND MADE ME BEYOND MISERABLE AND SUICIDAL 4 NEARLY 40 YEARS NOW WITHOUT LET UP, OR BREAK IN ANY SMALL WAYS; AND THESE MOST RECENT TIMES BOTBAR DAYS ARE AUGUST 27 AND AUGUST 28 OF 2023, AND FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, THAT ARE ALL COMPLETELY and directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT ALL 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 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 a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and 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 blog is all about the wanna' spend my time enemies, or my WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE Spammenies (WSMT), and the one thing out of endless mysterious and ever non-figured-out stuff that they have endlessly done 2 me, spanning approximately four goddamn decades of STM now, and this one thing HAS INDEED BEEN FIGURED OUT, and that is what the title of this blog chapter book is in fact perfectly and quite adequately named here, YO. Yes folks out there in frikkin' rotten and miserable Cyberville, this one thing that the Mountainpen has managed 2 indeed become fully aware of with my miserable WSMT-Spammenies, is POINTS, PLACES, ZONES, AND EVENTS!!!!! Simple as that, only we do in fact need 2 now expound on what this is all about, as how can any of U know what I am talking about, after-all, U ain't me, and boy oh boy, I can hear me' ears ringing with deafening 16 bells of sound pressure level from U all out there just cheering away as if U were on goddamn Broad Street in Philly that Halloween Day of 2008 after my wonderful and awesome Phillies Baseball Team won the 2K8 W.S. Championship, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No, don't flucking grass die on me now, IPYT ole' pitiful poor rotten sicko nut job whackadoo ain't gonna post up a cap-job now from that testing the spirits blog chapter back a month B4 the frucking golly gash dern baseball game, proving just how visions and I-Ching and the Fascitar R all totally and completely real. If U don't believe it yet, hey YO, U never will, simple as frikkin' glass that, SO WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW, MISTER 3-4-7-12-1984-R. H. MACY, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No great daut, I don't enjoy choking 2 death since early June of 1983, and I don't enjoy having an endless dry throat either, but because the world works as it does, 'THEY' never allowed us 2 collaborate together on our 'other MC', did they, Mizz Know-It-All of Quiet Waters Park. Yes, she insists the moon landing was all faked, and had me watch that stupid ass Youtube video, and it didn't show me one bit of solid evidence in even the smallest way that NASA faked it. It goes way beyond KATY-QUEEN-DEEEEEEKAWUSS, if anyone is asking me, YO. Not that anyone ever is of course. Hey Mommy, I face reality, and it was U who played those stupid silly endless “HEAD-GAMES”, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, and screw U if U have objections 2 me' attitudes with that, oh lovely Mizz L&O Carmichael!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They can make fun of me all they want 2, whoever THEY is and R, with what I said 2 camp counselors all tied in with a world famous television production somehow and in some mysterious way, and then 29 years later when trying 2 enjoy me' hot fudge sundae treats after playing in the Atlantic City casinos, or how the name of CALLIO spelled the Verizon offers of CALL TEN, and their wonderful 'HA-HA-HA's 4 the Mountainpen, hey, Y-NAUGHT-BRAG a little here, as after-all YO, it ain't every single mother trucker out there who can claim that all of these powerful hot shot important folks, R all so fully definitely and completely tied up with them, as I can; and I can swear 2 it under full court oaths and penalty of committing perjury. When I typed in that last line at exactly a quarter past 4, a weird no-talker phone call came in, and I am back on a roll 4 getting these weirdo calls again, just like back at Jenny's MMM Park in the first half dozen years of this millennium, that the caller-ID always showed as “out of area”. It is as though however, they know that I have 2 answer because I am expecting some medical service related calls, and never know from the caller-ID whether 2 answer and cannot take the chance of ignoring it even if the system shows up as possible-spam. Many of my legitimate calls show up with that on the Comcast caller-ID system, and yet it is not spam, but rather my Humana Pharmacy or some medically related call. Anyway let me get back on point here that matches the title 2 this frucking goddamn blog. I have indeed flucking had 2 major SUPER BOTBAR DAYS NOW, SO NO WONDER MIZZ CRABGRASSHITPANTS THISTLETHORNS FONDA JUST NAILED AND PUMMELED ME WITH HER GODDESSDOG NUMBER-ONES ATTACK. IT JUST STANDS 2 REASON, IT IS MERELY A MAJOR FRUCKING ENDLESS PARALLEL EVENT 4 THE PITIFUL FLUCKING POOR OLE' MOUNTAINPEN 2 ENDLESSLY KEEP DEALING WITH IN OR OUT OF WESTMONT OR WASHINGTON © OFFICE REGISTERED MUSICAL PROJECTS OF 2013, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!

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MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2023

2023 ANNUAL MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

8/10------222-------62----------------------28---X---5

8/11------223-------62----------------------28---X---6

8/12------224-------62----------------------28---X---7

8/13------225-------62----------------------28---X---8

8/14------226-------63----------------------28---X---9

8/15------227-------64--------------------28---X---10

8/16------228-------65----------------------29---X---1

8/17------229-------66----------------------29---X---2

8/18------230-------67----------------------29---X---3

8/19------231-------67----------------------29---X---4

8/20------232-------68----------------------29---X---5

8/21------233-------68----------------------29---X---6

8/22------234-------67----------------------29---X---7

8/23------235-------68----------------------29---X---8

8/24------236-------68----------------------29---X---9

8/25------237-------68--------------------29---X---10

8/26------238-------68--------------------29---X---11

8/27------239-------69--------------------29---X---12

8/28------240-------70--------------------29---X---13

MONTH 8 (AUGUST) MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

8/10-------10-----0-----------------------0

8/11-------11-----0-----------------------0

8/12-------12-----0-----------------------0

8/13-------13-----0-----------------------0

8/14-------14-----1-----------------------7

8/15-------15-----2----------------------13

8/16-------16-----3----------------------19

8/17-------17-----4----------------------24

8/18-------18-----5----------------------28

8/19-------19-----5----------------------26

8/20-------20-----6----------------------30

8/21-------21-----6----------------------29

8/22-------22-----6----------------------27

8/23-------23-----6----------------------26

8/24-------24-----6----------------------25

8/25-------25-----6----------------------24

8/26-------26-----6----------------------23

8/27-------27-----7----------------------26

8/28-------28-----8----------------------29

Now that much of the BAD-NEWS-CHARTING CAPPING or 4 short here, BNCC is out of the way, great as well as naught so great peeps out here YO; we can proceed onward 2 the titled-'pernt' of this whittle friggin' bwog, Sir Archibald Bunker from Queens, NYUSAESMWG, and anyone else it may just concern in the least whittle wee tad bit, huh lovely Mizz Patricia Hollister-H.H., if U-R still out there amongst us GWB's (Ghost Whispering breathers)!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I kept a life journal, from the second month in 1983, right up 2 where I couldn't take it any longer, somewhere around the same time I also ended, at least officially, my life charts; back at the Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG-DEATH-HOUSE at 112 Harvard Avenue on the corner of Yale and Harvard Avenues, in the summer time of that beyond surreal putrid 1997 year that looking back in 'HRV' (hindsight reflected view), and yes, from now on, shortened from now on with those initials, I now admit 2 referring 2, as my “MOST MAGICAL YEAR EVER” in me' entire life, which then, was merely in the low annual 40's in this current me-lifetime or 'CMLT', abbreviated from now on also; oh Sir Poor Russ-Richard BENNY-FRANK; and kept this life journal on cassette tape which up through that time was still within the accepted norms in society as the digital age although beginning in the early nineties, analogue technology was naught declared dead and buried in the groovy-non-gravy Mike 1971 McNulty Club of Pennsylvania and I had major unspeakable stuff on these cassette tapes, and many peeps in this universe and perhaps far beyond as well, know that fact ONLY 2 GODDESSDOG 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, wonderful illustrious kind and great Saint Lucie County, Flowerland (FLORIDA-USA) Sheriff, KEN MASCARA, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEE-HEE-HEE. Oh gorgeous white hot Mizz Yvonne DeCarlo Lilly Munster; what would I do without U, GIRL, without saying “HEY” in front of that, as we don't want 2 get MC's great gorgeous distant cuss 2 wet or excited here, now do we, Star Trek Alternative Factor Lazarus non-Bible 'DDLTT'-LAZ-that is. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, moving on here, Sir Arthur Thompson Consumer Electronics (TCE) Crane, oh great sir and once semi-pal and coworker at that joint Mister Winn Sir; my life journals were full of stuff that would make this entire blog rate on a 1-100 scale of beyond inconceivably and quintessentially outlandish and surreal, as approximately follows: Blogs-----22. MARK WAYNE MOHR and future Mountainpen's TAPED-LIFE-JOURNAL-----107. Get it yet peeps???????????? So let me get on with the real point here, concerning an item that would happen live, and in what so many in new age times all call, (real-time) during actual journal entries into this taped journal system, and especially when traveling & moving from place 2 place inside of my automobile, keeping what I officially termed and labeled, as the part of my life journal called; my 'vehicle-situations section' of me' LIFE JOURNAL. Numerous things went down, 2 quote me' 1980 RPL-coworker Sir Joseph Sivo, when operating this vehicle situation part of me' life journal, and we only have time on any one blogging work 2 discuss one, and this one item here is all about what the title 2 this blog is depicting and displaying, the event of moving in my car into various locations, places, points of real estate on this geographical globe called the Earth-
Planet, and thus its seemingly caused interactions with mysterious unexplainable Halls Fawces with the added quantum dynamic effect of discussing it all in real time on an electronic medium, my tape recorder or vehicle situation report on me' life journal L-J, and the somewhat fancy expression that I have now decided 2 name and call and classify that is the titled-word on this blog-work, “ZONE”, as literally, this all seemed 2 cause an interactive Halls Fawces ZONE 2 come into being, wild and nutso as this all may appear 2 sound 2 the extreme vast majority of anyone ever reading these words, at least 4 the next hundred or more years following the posted date of it. As I type this up right now in real time, my real time at 5:25 in the evening, and 4 the past few minutes, my lovely LIGHTNING has been coming closer and is all around HER little boy, the Mountainpen, YO!!!!! I love U so very much, beautiful wonderful LIGHTNING, (Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis). I am now only going 2 tell and discuss one thing concerning this quantum-zoning of my traveling around in me' car on many local errands throughout 3 decades of time, and during my hellishness with WOMO-SPAMMENIES, or the WSMT-non-WESTMONT-non-transdimensional songs, and all of the incredible and beyond unfathomable stuff that proceeded 2 happen upon numerous really bad times, and in my persecuted nightmare experiences with this Earthly chaptered GROUP FROM HELL (DOGTOWN), & AKA the BRIGGBASE LAMBRIGG CULT OF THE ASTRAL-PLANE (timeless Purgatory), AKA on more scientific circles, the “PLANCK-TIME”, YO! It was beyond coincidence, or any possible chance of being imagined by anyone sane and rational enough, 2B able 2 drive an automobile, and keep a state drivers license; and no sane person who would have been with me at these times only nobody was; would not have been able 2-C and 2 recognize this 4 what it all was, literally a wild unexplainable force from HELL-ITSELF, straight out beyond the GATES OF DOGTOWN AND PAST THE DOGTOWN BRIDGE, and down the road leading 2 the great Astral Plane highway system or (linelane) on-ramp, 4 entering Linelane
#8885, leading to millions if not billions of all kinds of locales that lay all around the shores of the mighty and inconceivable TECK BAY of the capitol province of Olympia!!!!!!!!!! Whenever I would drive into a place from a different point on the map that was leading up 2 where I was actually heading and driving into peeps, POW, it was beyond unmistakable, but ONLY on those days where I was under SUPER HEAVY NON SUGAR-CRISP-CEREAL DEATH SIEGES, and or strings of endless beyond hellish BOTBAR-DAYS, YO BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesus friggin' Christ, I wasn't frucking imagining one teensy weensy wee tad little bit of any of this, and I am naught speaking of once or twice or ten times, or fifty times oh awesome peeps out there, but literally well over A THOUSAND FRUCKING TIMES of this seeming absolutely endlessness of quintessential 'Dogtownishness', YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' GODDESSDOG BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y am I making big deals out of certain things that 2 many of U out there perhaps would B considered moles from which I am making mountains out of? Glad U asked me that folks. 'Permit me' as me' latengrate cuzz would say 2 me, back in December of 1972, who I was always forced 2 address as 'UNCLE' up on Woody Guthrie's great Long Island, back in the late 60's and early 70's, Sir Heinz Gottwald, the mighty awesome illustrious SENIOR VICE PRESIDENT OF MANHATTAN's 2^nd greatest bank on Earth, and the entire WORLD as I was always so informed back then, the CHEMICAL NATIONAL BANK, that I think may have evolved into what we all now know of as the PNC BANK, with those magically scrambled up letter initials of the great INTERNATIONAL MOBILE MACHINES INVENTED, PRIVECODE MACHINE that I purchased early in December of 1982 while in my final months living at 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS in Voorhees, NJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I can go on and on here and IPYT U-all, but won't, YO! All I will say is permit me please 2 merely say this concerning Y such a big deal has been made with this wild outlandishly incredible HALLS FAWCES ZONE-INTERACTIONS, 4 lack of any better way of describing the phenomenon, YO. I learned that many places as well as particular times of the day which of course can B instantly and immediately translated astronomically as where this planet is in ratio 2 where I am and in further ratio 2 where our moon and sun is, and thus, the electromagnetic force behind that exact thing is every bit as connected as is the locales themselves, and that on these particular days and times where I am in these wild unfathomable BOTBAR day strings, or major heavy WOMO-SPAMMENIES (WSMT) aerial sieges R prevalent and super heavy ultra major around me, what astrologers have known now 4 several goddamn straight millenniums is that there is a parallel event between us, these magnetic forces from orbiting celestial systems causing gravametric effects, and then us, where we were at the exact time and date of our births, but remember peeps, it is all about what? The PARALLEL EVENT of our exact time of our coming physically into being here, verses where these magnetic energies R located and having their lifelong effects upon us from that very single instant point onward right through until the day that we die!!!!!!!!!! U know that I did naught make up parallel event, perhaps the name that I gave it, and many call it statistical technology. It truly is the very same thing, only my name 4 it seems at least 2 me, 2 better describe the absolute fullness 2 this entire deal. Hey, just my opinion, but 2 quote lovely 1980 coworker Mizz Daniels here from RPL Sound Studio Labs in Camden, NJUSAESMWG; “You're entitled 2 your opinion, Mark”. Gee willagars whiz-fizz lovely awesome Mashell, thank U indeed 4 that mah'm!!!!!!!!! Yes Mashell, U were one hot gorgeous woman, and that is no lie, and no, it isn't a shot either, 2 answer your perpetual and endless question 2 me, even from way up here in middle late 2023. Mizz Dawn-Marie King as well as Mizz Mashell Daniels always thought that many things spoken 2 them by me, were SHOTS, or said a wee tad bit differently, meant sarcastically in some way or another, and I don't give shots. When I want 2 tell U something, and I used 2 say that 2 both of these women back in time, U won't have 2 ask me if it's a damn shot, U will know 4 sure, and it won't B a shot. So 2 quote lovely latengrate disco queen Mizz Donna Adrian Gaines Summer from her teen days at the Boston Meat Market where she packed meat B4 going off 2 Munich, Germany 4 a while, “BANG”???????? Yes, the great United States © Copyright Office has a cassette tape copy of her saying it, 2, oh weerlld!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not meant as a brag, oh wonderful CALL-TEN CALLIO VERIZON of the late nineteen-nineties, YO BRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! So finishing out with this zone interacting deal here folks, many times on horrendous monstrous bad days from my past in New Jersey, I got 2 experiment and experience first hand, stuff that after carefully analyzed and explored; began revealing 2 me the Mountainpen, numerous powerful truths, so powerful that no words can describe what is really behind all of this. I will go on with this later on, and this blog merely opens up the subject and topic, but while out on these bad days from HELL, I can and WILL tell U all some wild stories that actually if listened 2 by the right peeps in authority in a completely open minded way, it would most likely advance the human civilization instantly, and by total mind bending leaps and bounds, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!! There is one story that I am pretty positive I already told many years ago on very early blogs while still residing back in NJUSAESMWG. My mom and I rented a home in Gibbsboro on Route 561 about 15 miles or so west of that same road where that potato chip factory stands or did as of the time that I left NJ-USA 4 Flowerland AKA Florida-USA, and early one morning I was attempting 2 tell her a very important thing and she just wasn't hearing it, as if she was totally unable 2 hear it, and it was well after being fully awake and finishing up her 3^rd 'morning cupajoe'. After leaving the home we were renting from Misses Patricia Meeker and about forty minutes after the failed discussion, just B4 reaching the Lindenwold train stop where the NJ-PATCO High Speed Line Train was boarded by my mom so she could get into Philadelphia and 2 her job at the shipping company there, I wondered 2 myself, “Gee, it is now later and a different time, as well as 3 miles from where our home was, so I wonder if things couldn't B a bit like with my days where I seem 2 drive into magical zones where things R completely different in ways that go beyond just the geographical locales”? I then thought that I could run a whittle experiment by asking her the very same question and seeing if her answer would B any damn different. Well folks, hold onto your seats, and tell Sir Eddie Albert of 'Green Acres' 2 hold onto his stupid looking suspenders as well, because guess frucking what happened, me' great peeps? She not only totally understood those very same words, and I mean those EXACT SAME WORDS since I made fully sure that I repeated them exactly as I was running this important test folks, and her answer was up front and great just as it should have been the first time back at the house, ONLY BACK THEN AND THERE, IT SIMPLY WAS NAUGHT, Miss Blake. It was as if two different worlds were being accessed somehow, and by pure damn flucking goddessdog total glass MAGIC, YO YO YO YO!!!! I am almost positive that this true story was told at least once B4 back on my Jersey original blogs, all completely accessible on this following CAPPED IN system of internet linking, YO FWOLKS!!!!!!!!

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2007 Was Another Magical Mountainpen Year

Morianity Foundation

This foundation is the invention of a man who has been the victim of terrible harrasment for many years, from powerful high profile people that ruined his life. It is his sincere desire to someday have a place where people such as myself, can come to to assist them from any and all persecutions from anyone or group, all within the laws of the United States and the world.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN---FROM THE HEAD MORIAN

March 20, 2K7, Tuesday

Well, I have, as always, lots and lots of things 2 tell.

Message To the GIANT-PUSSIES CLUB:

U all impress me like a ton of loose goose smells. I have the ability 2 just think your heart stopping, and it will. Ask the Mayor of AC, NJ, and his LG pals, if I cannot think and move. I try 2 do nice things 4 people, and all I ever get back is shit. Chemtrails all over me every single day, never ending Milituforce Otammscum non-stop planes, choppers, trails, and loud road sounds. All through March of oh-seven, this is in all honesty the worst Wirtz siege I have ever been put through since December of 1991, when I remember telling the Camden County Prosecutor, one of the men supposedly working my case, Mr. Ron Wirtz, that I have not had a single day all month without pure horrific and endless hell. I told him that I would take things into my own hands if necessary, and he said over my CIA/NSA/BFA bugged up telephone, exactly what U hear Jack McCoy on L&O say, to the parents of the New York high school, not HYPERSPACE, on the school shooting episode, that I had 2B careful of my choice of words, that he is an officer of the court and that talk like this would cause him 2 have to bring the bracelets over and get me, just as when McCoy said “talk like this could get U into a world of trouble”, and it is just that sample. Not at all intricate nor complex, very totally semple.

Message to the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL [GMC]:

Put all the giant slutty Paula and Sarah lookalikes U want around me, it impresses me like tons of elephant snot, mixed with snake venom, and a pinch of monkey happiness. Paula and I were talking about some wild crap when she told me that she nearly had the baby in the taxi cab, and was crying in pain at 1802, after my mom left and drove somewhere, she has a drivers license and is much younger in that part of the great HS. I told U that U did not look a day older than when I last saw U, and that included in my part of hyperspace on the early afternoon of 12 July in 1997, 27 years after last seeing U, and all of Sarah-Stacey’s other friends, on the public New Jersey Transit bus, in the Atlantic City terminal, on Arkansas Avenue; where it was located at that time. Paula, I know the big secret of both your baby and Sarah’s baby, and Y she never had others. After what she did, that wasn’t bad enough, I should have had a say in the taking of my own kids life. McGuire has no other reason 4 all this hostility if this is not what occurred. It is not like I marched into his cruddy bar just over a decade ago and told him, “he is a rotten no good ansectrallite, his whiskey sucks, and his daddy was a frit head”. I went in there all nice, and he acted like the world had just come to an end. So after my brutal rape, can there really B more than one conclusion 4 me 2 draw? Obviously, I stirred up quite a dern hornets nest when I came back on the scene looking 4 ‘my’ Sarah. My mother went behind my back with the algebra deal, the sending me to summer school at Lower Merion High, in Narberth, PAUSAESMWG, leading to her Faith/Church Farm School deal in Exton, PAUSAESMWG. I did not ask for one dern bit of any of this crap. Forces as I speak R trying 2 totally end my miserable flucking life, and I will not stand idly by and let them, I am not going anywhere, nor making any changes. U can all go screw yourselves. Soon, my lightning will B around a lot more, and you’ll all B sorry. I have asked her 2 hit some filthy enemies, and she will. Hopefully someday, she will ground through me and end my miserable hellish interaction here.

Message to Gordo:

What U told me about the stock options, and other things, I will check into all of it and C what part of all of this can B done in this location of HS. As U many or may not B aware of, there R so many universes in the 5^th dimension, that any one could buy any number on a mega jack pot or power ball lottery, and take it to the correct universe, and it will match the winning ticket. The real trick is beyond worrying about material crap. If I can get into the 6^th dimension, all of my thoughts as well as Stacey’s, all of them, exist there in their true and pure form.

Message to the 6th dimension and machine mind:

I want major earthquakes, volcanoes, twisters, lightning storms, floods, fires, wars, pestilence, and all forms of vibratory unrest and scramble 2 occur. I want this miserable hell 2 end. I want an end 2 all of this skit. I want Shorty MacInvondi, Professor Theodore T. Jackson, and all other 4^th phase entities that have influenced me 2 create them in the fifth dimensional HS and let them exist in their third phase of reality, to get what they all deserve, An eye 4 an eye, and I agree. Tell Gordo, thank you 4 helping me with all the info he gave me last night in this time dimensions physicality. Tell Paula, that whether she or Sarah had the kid, or both, U had no right to abort it without telling me, and big McG and his car-gun from the McCoo 5^th D, can burn in the fires of Dogtown’s sulfur pits 4 all I care!!! Yes, I hear U; the computer went nuts, and Ed said I pulled a plug out, but we know what is going on, don’t we 6^th D? We know exactly what combination of these alpha keys lets the secrets out, that you do not want out, tee-hee-hee Lilly Munster.

MESSAGE TO THE COMETS AND ASTEROIDS BEYOND OUR SOLAR SYSTEM IN BOTH THE CLOSER AND OUTER RING FIELDS:

Come to this lovely world of mine, come, I invite U. Please feel free 2 come and visit our nice hellish place here, and come in quickly, and avoid Sarah Jupiter Stacey from 2 worlds out from our fusion reactor, she is our vacuum cleaner, and will try to suck you in to spare her creation, but I want U to come and smash this lovely place to bits, and end my hell forever. You hear me through the machine mind of this system, no differently than Magnesonic.

MESSAGE 2 ALL PARALLEL EVENT 'SUBSCUMMERS':

Yes, unless one long game is played, and a total game MP is kept of every number and dozen and color and on and on, no system based on mathematics can hope to reverse the power of negamagging. Every single day in this March attack, my 'quantumcard-decks' have made me either one or two units, but all systems keep failing. My betting could B 10,20,40 dollars, or it could B just as easily 500,1000,2000 dollars. The base levels of the minimum and maximum NJ casino amounts, vary only because of bankroll, or lack thereof. Every 95 bets placed will lose 5 times on house edge green numbers of 0/00. With a three-stage MM betting strategy [mini-martingale, not martinogale], the units of 1/2/4 average roughly out to just under 3 units lost, as U may lose half of your bet on bet one, or on higher bet 2, or even higher max. Bet 3. There R slightly more 2 and 3 strings than there R4 strings, so the average is not a perfect 1+2+4 divided by 3. Anyway, 5X3=15 units lost to house edge roughly every 95 spins, or approximately 16 lost per hekaspins, or [-160] units/kilo-spins. For me, roughly 5-7 strings in each 100 group of bets, again do not confuse bets and spins, as not all spins R bet, will generate a 5 or more string causing a loss of [-7 units] to occur. An average of 6 times the 7 units lost, getting 6 from the average of 5-7, is minus 42 units. An average of 70 to 100 units of profit occurs by getting 2,3, and 4 strings, in each group of 100 placed bets. It gets confusing here, but if you record string numbers on paper as 2,3,4, or 5, never recording singleton ones, nor is anything 5 more than 5, it is just recorded as a 5-string. Then actual bets made has nothing 2 do with actual spins, although it averages out fairly close in longer running plays. In any event, each hundred group of bets, not spins, using 85 as an average of profit units, we subtract the average of loss units, 42 and get a sub-profit total of 85-42=ing 43. Now subtract 15 for an average green-house edge loss, and the numbers become 85-42-15 or 43-15 which = +28 units/100 bets, which a placement of 100 bets averages out 2B roughly 310-356 spins. This is pretty much a rough one third of a KS, kilo-spin, not Krassle Sarah. So 28 X 3 = 84 units profit, and rounding it down in a pessimistic average, say, 80 units profit per KS, or DKS, DEKA-KILO-SPIN---- [10,000] spins, this comes to 800. If I can keep making anywhere close to 800 units per DKS, even on a $10 base betting level, this is $8,000.00 and on the 100-200-400 dollar or 1-2-4 black money-chip level, this is $80,000/DKS. 40 hours at average casino table playing, produces about 9-11 thousand spins, an average of one DKS. People average a 40 hour work week. I am not greedy, and have no flucking dern desire 2 earn 80 grand a week, wouldn’t know what 2 do with it. I am just telling the neggamaggers that this is so far impervious 2 their attacks on me, so I politely say FUDGE-U, and your lovely mama’s, and daughters. Hay all whom know me, know that I am a nice guy, but if you’re gonna fudge with me and wreck my life 24/7/365.2422, watch out, because I will develop ways 2 piss off the suit-punks, and freely teach these methods on the friggin net.

Message 2 Robert McGee:

U ugly old white slaver monster; here’s 2U bud. Raise your glass up with Martino, and her daughter in law, and the Mayor; and drink one on me tonight, this night may B your last, as when U least expect 2C me, ask big S, I can B right there in your face and hear what U say, and U can’t even C that I am there, but ole’ Sharkey is here, ya drunken old fool.

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Movement Stage # 58

When I am wrong, I am wrong, and I screwed up the word program save catalog and did not look up at the top of Ed’s screen to correctly copy the Movement number, so since the movement was not ever written, the date will naturally B out of order, and this is now a Tuesday morning, the day B4 spring begins this oh-seven year, 03/20.

U already most likely have seen the newest blog’s first post, I give these posts no names, they merely dated, and contain my messages to those that each of them concern. I will tell U that last night I took a chopper attack, causing my Phillies 2B wiped out through PET. Nothing new, same old same old, it kills the Sixers and Phillies and Eagles, but the strongest parallel to harassing me is with the Phillies, tearing them 2 pieces, told yall they’d stink again in the oh-seven season, and worse than last one, and will B 100% right, as it is based on the PET, and my hell in oh-seven is so beyond oh-six, words cannot begin 2 express it, Donna, all though U can really belt out my lyrics. There is no Phillies game ever won, nor Flyers game ever lost, when these sub squat scum hit me with their piece of shit illegal chopper harassment. The Flyers R so rotten Snyderpuke, that I dare and challenge U2 B totally determined 2 win one lousy game without using that chopper on me, or any harassment on me for 30 hours prior 2 your game. U would think if U were a real man, U would just try it 2 spite me, and then E mail me to tell me to go screw myself, but U know it is physically impossible 4 either of these things 2B done. So as long as they have me to endlessly torture ACLU, the Dow Jones will go UP-UP-UP, and the Phillies will keep right on LOSING-LOSING-LOSING.

The number U have dialed is r-e-a-l-i-t-y, use any area code U want, but if U dial REALITY, it will B answered, THEY LIVED, THEY SUFFERED, THEY DIED. No getting around this exists, NONE!!!!!!!!!! The weekend was not as bad as the previous one, but except 4 about 2 days in the month of March, every single fucking day 4 me has been SUPER BOTBAR, 17”19 is not a good monthly MP, and B4 March came in, I was going between 48 and 50% 4 Botbar, a slight difference, and talk about March SADNESS, 4 CRISSAKE. Machine mind is starting its little thing with me, making words come out like 'CrIssAkE', leaving first letters off of words like ith and not with, and so forth. This is not me, nor am I imagining it. In a later blog if I correctly remember the dated order, it used a hyperspace translation when I mentioned how DIANA takes good care of me in the great Ricktown Manor, spelling her name Dianan, the extra 2nd [N] at the end of the word, notice the pun, it came at the en’ of the word Diana, and was the N letter. There is a close parallel reality where her name in physicality is Diana, but her middle name ZUUDLECRENESSIA, has only one S in it, spelling it DIANA ZUUDLECRENESSIA ARTEEMIS, also containing HER name number, as here, of 27. During my 'SORA test', and now that I have my license, as it came in Saturdays mail, TEE-HEE; I feel safer discussing a few things now, and was not told, as in with law cases, not 2 discuss things, nor that anything I learned was classified in any way. Not that I am rambunctiously and vociferously discussing things, remember that all I am talking about R things that R relevant 2 me and my problem and Milituforce situation, and in no way am attempting 2 cause the authorities a problem, but when machine mind takes over and makes one of the questions contain the word RATIO, only it is spelled RATION on the test, and the testers that were going over the material that we had 2 learn, went out of their way 2 mention it, there is no way this part of the day was not totally relevant to me and my on going problems, so it is not like I am working 2 defeat anything nor help our national enemies in any way. The tester said, “on question #18” on the test, the word is ration, but the typist spelled it ration.” The typist was obviously using word program, and 'spellchecker' program of micro-sucks, as hackers call it, and what only top hackers know, is that computer mind contains no intelligence. However a force that is in charge of the entire material realm, called the Briggbase Residents, or the BRIGGERS 4 short, loves 2 take existing things like our word program, and make it work in strange ways. When they send a magic worm into the system , it does not matter whether anyone is connected 2 internet anymore, as long as it is put through one time when posting up to a blogger or some other public site. All it takes is 2 get sneezed on once by someone with the black plague, and nothing is different with this. Now, if they sish to play games such as what I call the RATION GAME, using an astral word meaning “ration , see it did it again, try again, meaning “ratio and proportion”, and I typed in WISH, but they changed it to SISH, S&W do in fact interchange in astrallity, on many 4 letter words beginning with either the S or W letter.

The Atlantic Ocean is angry with U chief, OLE’ BUDDY, and ex-body-surfing-pal from ’97, and wants U2 remember that U represent her great City, that she influenced mankind 2 name in Her Honor, KRASSLE/ATLANTIC, same exact astral words. Remember, if U do not stay her Mayor, it will bring in a bad time line, there R no set futures, we all make the fabrics of space’s future, with hyper-spacial interactions. If U end up as my boss on the beach, under this Sora thing, and call me 'FIREDOG', and mock me, and make me sweep sand and clean barnacles, it is not going 2B pleasant 4 either of us. Remember Stacey and I share endless love together, and SHE does not like HER THAT-DOG [boy] picked on!!! Try 2 stay out of trouble. SHE said 2 tell U-2-B a good boy, your Honor.

The final blog, already started, the 2nd post, will go on and tell U that I enjoyed our talk Gordo. We had a great time, thank U for sharing all the stuff with me, it explains a lot. Paula, hope UR feeling better, I never enjoy seeing a big beautiful grown girl cry, but I love your dark shades, and new hair dew, UR even lovelier than when U came up to me in 1986 @ the Claridge Casino and asked me about PET.

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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

MOVEMENT STAGE # 60

This is the final stage of the Morianity Foundation Movements. I am not waiting for my final blog series which is upcoming next, to do what I am going to do, but it officially will begin from where I will leave off with this STAGE # 60. It will B called, “TO WHOM THIS MESSAGE CONCERNS, FROM THE HEAD MORIAN”. This way, as I know that in reality, few if any, actual mortal entities R paying any heed 2 anything on my blogs, unlike the enemy itself, who can read them and not even leave a trace of ever being up on the sites, B it BLOGGER, or my website itself, MF.C. The few times that regular people may B reading, and the stuff may pertain more 2 them, it will all B there, but the majority admitantly will B text 4 the other entities.

Several errors from prior blogs will B addressed first, once I tell U that all throughout the month of March of oh-seven, I am under the worst attack and illegal assault, from the evil MILITUFORCE, that I have ever been in, in my entire 52.3 years of mortal life as Mountainpen. The poison kemtrails, motor shittle suckle suckoffs, the planes, the military in general, have illegally persecuted me beyond anything that I have ever seen in all of my eternal existence in all of 5th dimensional hyperspace, HS. No, not high school, hyperspace, as Ed once told me, some people get confused by this term that I use, have not attended high school since 1972, and have no family, hence no children, nor any reason nor business, 2B referring 2 nor discussing anything relating to high school, so again, HYPERSPACE. I exist all throughout HS, in countless ways and lives, some similar 2 the one I am in as I machine-pen these words right now, while some others R quite significantly different, in fact so different, that people can interchange identity within the interaction, hence any one of us could B us one minute, and the next one, B our next door neighbor, president of a fortune 500 company, or a drum beating cannibal on some lost island, yet being our-self during these changes. Change and changes R a major reality that when not understood, the big picture and attempting 2 get what all of it really is about, will remain pointless, and a time wasting endless endeavor. Thursday, Friday, Sunday, Monday, and again today Tuesday, as well as for close 2 three straight weeks now, my hell from these dirt bag LAMBRIGG scuz is so off all charts and dials, that no words could express the way that I feel, my soul’s in distress and nothing is real, now its too late ‘cause I cannot beat, the evil cruds and crumbs that live inside the cosmic toilet seat. Oh I hate U all so and I want you 2 know, that baby baby baby, I do not need a CAR-FAX, SMARTY CARPETS, OR THE BG’s, OR THE STARTING LINES OF L&O, I detest U all so. (C) MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN PSEUDONYM, for Mark Wayne Mohr, not the first murderer on the planet, as that was me long ago in a totally different dreaming sequence. I was very jealous of my brother getting more love and attention from my beautiful unfathomable teen queen, the GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE. Anyone getting in my way of finding nirvana somehow eventually, or my special relationship with the great Sarah-Stacey, and I would hate 2B your poor mother, it will break her godsdamn heart. So let me go on quickly B4 I even start 2 talk about anything major, and it will B major, bwelieve me bwaby-wuv!!!!!!!! In my roulette discussion, I made 2 errors, first, when I switched from the double nickle to the quarter betting level in my example, I meant to say, now instead of 11 bets making U a $profit of thirty, your profit will B $75.00. I was confusing in my mind the 100 dollar level of base betting, where it would have been $300.00. And also, I may have confused some when I started jumping around with 3 varying base betting levels, each was part of separate examples, but may have seen 2B a bit confusing, sahwee. The biggest phopah was when I said I was waiting for a string of CORRECT [C] predictions to get broken. First my mind fucked up big time, confusing BLACK with EVEN, so let us do this again, shall we???? I meant 2 give the example from MFMS # 59, in this way, the cards predicted a YES to a Q&A of SHOULD I BET BLACK NEXT SPIN TO WIN? #2 BLACK comes out, for a [one-correct-string]. Then the cards predicted a YES to a Q&A of SHOULD I BET BLACK NEXT SPIN TO WIN? #35 comes out, for a [two-correct-string]. We R now in play with a C-2 string, as after all C-2, or I-2 strings, UR in play to break the string. Since UR here in this example, betting from a correct mode, you R looking to break it with an incorrect outcome, just as concentrically, if U were coming off an incorrect sting of 2, U now would B looking 2 break it with a correct outcome, so let us return 2 the correct example. Here we were saying that the cards said to bet black on two occasions and were correct, so now I ask them should I bet ODD and get a YES answer from them. I bet EVEN and 21 RED ODD comes out, but I lose my first of three bets because again the quantumcards predicted another CORRECT. Now I ask them SHOULD I BET HIGH NUMBERS [1-19]? The cards give me a NO answer, telling me to bet LOW, [1-18]. The wheel spins and comes out 20 BLACK EVEN and HIGH, an incorrect answer, so this time, I will WIN with my second bet, losing 100 and winning 200, or making a $100 profit. On more than one occasion, my somewhat less than totally simplistic systems 4 gambling, get confusing, and I make a booboo, and lose when I would have won, and then make another type of booboo in my underwear. Every time I tell any secrets on how to get money legally out of a casino, I fall under terrific siege, hence I know that they R all in on this harassement and persecution of me. One thing that will piss of these stinking suit punks down in rip off town Callioville, is this one: ASAPARTEK is fine and well, but try this little trick, it needs no cards, and has one me an average of two units per day over and above the green house edge, all throughout the ISOM, the INCREDIBLE SIEGE OF MARCH. Group together 15 non-green spins in roulette, or #’s 1-36. Record and play all 3 parameters of the numbers, the BLACK & RED, the ODD & EVEN, and the LOW & HIGH. In every group, all 3 will have a majority of 8, as 15 is an odd number, hence this is a simple law in mathematics. Whatever the 3 majorities R, play these in the next 15 non-green group of numbers. For example, in the first group of the game, we have 8 BLACK, 9 ODD, and 12 LOW. So BLACK-ODD-LOW is played 15 times not counting the zero or double zero. I usually win by the first group and quit, but sometimes go to a second and third group. Rarely am I not ahead by 2 or 3 units even after the house edge, after playing 3 groups past the first or the [count] group. Games never start until this first, or count group is made. It is difficult as hell for any roulette dealer to ever beat U. These systems R all my property, may B used by anyone, but not sold legally to anyone, as I claim 2B the writer and inventor of them, as well as the copyright owner.

The pulsar star chopper UFO came back to visit me on Sunday evening shortly after it was dark, around 8 PM or just shy. I had not been attacked by the military on a job post anywhere near this bad since the day Ronald Reagan began enjoying the hospitality of Ricktown Manor Restaurant, and decided 2 longer dream that he was Ronald Reagan. We all decide astrally, 2 discontinue all of the dream sequences that we share ‘existence’ in throughout HS. The skies were non stop military filth everywhere. It was non stop. The pulsar aimed a strobing reddish beam of light at me from roughly ten O’CLOCK LOW MEDIUM, while I was facing the front gate. Shortly after it began pulsing and strobing, it stopped dead in the sky for close to ten Earth minutes, but I am not the only one that saw it, and there R legitimate cell phone records of it, as all cell phone talk is recorded by government as well as some hush-hush private agencies, more on all of this at a later and more opportune time. The guard from the property that is next door to the property that I was guarding in Folsom, NJ, happened 2B on the phone 2 his buddy in Philadelphia, telling me that he said to him that a craft was hovering and came 2 a dead stop for 5-10 minutes, and his buddy asked him what beverage he had illegally brought to his security guard post, as no fixed wing craft can hover motionless. This craft can turn itself into a large military craft with a huge saucer dish of some kind all around it, or it can metamorphose into a helicopter, but always has brilliant colored strobing and flashing and oscillating light, and they aim it down onto my car. Naturally, a half hour later, I became sicker than a poisoned rat with a deacon-pellet box in his stomach, and when I shit, the smell is the same as when U swallow a barium nuclear pill at a hospital so they can take pictures in a nuclear medicine department. I know, as I had this done both at Thomas Jefferson University Hospital in July of 1983 after they tried to murder me in my ATCO, NJ house, and later in 1985 while living at the HIGHVIEW LEVY SHOEMAKER APARTMENTS, in Williamstown, NEW JUPITER JERSEY, these tests were ordered by my endocrinologist, Doctor Miller Biddle, of the famous Biddle family, from the famous mid 20th century book, MY PHILADELPHIA FATHER, a book of the Biddle family. My doctor was attempting 2 assist me on getting 2 the bottom of how these enemy Otammite Milituforce Lambrigg Scum-buckets, [OMLS], did whatever they did 2 me in 1983 when they gassed me to death in Atco, after I started communicating directly with the lightning Goddess Diana, [DIANA ZUUDLECRENESSIA ARTEEMIS]. When David Roth and I back in 1986 and 1987, would drive to our favorite ice cream stand at the Red Lion, NJ circle, one circle west on Route # 70 from the circle of Route’s 70 and 72, we would shut off the car and get our ice cream. We ate it and then tried to start the vehicle up just like a couple months ago with a basicly brand new Dodge, and it was killed outside the TRUE VALUE HARDWARE store on Bellevue Avenue in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG, same exact thing. The recent incident, the craft had metamorphized into a police cruiser, and it was no more a real Hammonton Police car, than I am a fucking Venishan from the hidden molten lava seas of X455378GZT. The pulsar star unidentified craft messed with my car during the previous visitation to my work site in FOLSOM, NJUSAESMWG, but only hurt my bowels and heart this time. At the ice cream place 20 years ago, it would hit us, and then the car would not start. Then it would fly over again and the car started up by itself like fucking magic. No prosecutors office, no police officer, no congressman would believe any of it, and I never connected the UFO phenomenon to any of my troubles back in those days. As I machine pen these words now, Eddie H’s roof just got scrapped by some crash level private pissjob milituforce aircraft at one quarter past 3 of the clock in the post meridian. I have proof that they own our world, and R totally controlling the United States Government, and it all ties into mans religions, the so called Armageddon end of time stuff, the return of Christ, alien invasions, it is all one and the same ugly huge sick twisted diseased reality. None of any of this is for the good of the small people, all of it is being done by the controllers, the GMC, [GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL]. Jesus Himself, if U would simply just take a tiny bit of time to check what I say out, and B sure 2 read the good and accurate KING JAMES VERSION of Christian Scripture, that Bill Shakespeare and King James collaborated together to bring the scriptures to the people of those days in perfect and proper translation, anyway, He says in the GOSPELS, read MATHEW, MARK, LUKE, and JOHN, as it it definitely in one of them, remember each disciple tells his version of the events, all humans perceive things differently from each other, making this interaction quite interesting, as well as confusing, at times, but he is discussing the GMC, calling it and referring to it as “THE COUNCIL”, and Jesus is speaking. He says if U call another man a fool, U will B in danger of the Judgment and the COUNCIL. What no mortal knows and understands nor is properly able to process, even when sat down and told, is that there is a place called the 6th dimension. All thought, all mind, all feelings, all of it lives here, as a porpoise lives in our human-world oceans or birds live in the air. This GMC believes that they totally own and R in total charge & control, of PHASE 2 existence, or ASTRALLITY. Stacey Krassle, the Great, the SAR or the GREAT LORD, the ECKANKAR religion calls it the ECK, and I have known her by 100,000,000 different names all throughout my long endless nightmare never ending eternity. Go to www.morianity-foundation.com and hear the song that endlessly blares out over the Great TECK BAY, by the evil BRIGGERS of the BRIGGBASE, in the futile endless hope of mitigating the anger of Sarah-Stacey. What U hear on the website, never ever stops blaring out over this huge bay, leading out into the area of VIQUEEN’S ISLAND, and the shores beyond that, leading to the huge 100,000+ mile high walls to to the beautiful and unfathomable GREAT CITY of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, or HEAVEN, as man has sort of named and termed this condition of astrallity. Nothing is really real by the real word real and its real world meanings, except 4 total nothingness or VOID INFINITY. We all dream out and away from this, just as if U were locked in a sound proof pitch dark area, and began 2 dream out and away beyond it, this is the nightmare truth that none iof us can ever ever ever ever never never ever fucking escape from. The GMC has become distorted, and the GODS that some of them sort of merge or turn into. This council will not believe my true knowledge, and R telling their controllers living on the Earth-world mortal realms, to endlessly persecute me and ignore all the things that I say unto all of U. Before the Security Officer Registration Act, or SORA, went into effective legislation, a Man I know from my job site, we will call Willie to protect identities, suddenly had a string of bad things occur, right after telling me that he ran a horse riding service business back in the 1960’s, on the beaches of Atlantic City. I had totally forgotten this part of my past, as I had forgotten Sarah. When he told me and I remembered, I remembered also how Sarah and her friends brutally and viciously raped me and sent my mom off to buy coffee, and get intercepted by our mutual friend Sigmund Malyeska, a crippled Lithuanian, from Polio. Sarah’s brother the Policeman, was named Frank Callio, and became a Sergeant on the ACPD force, go to www.acpd.com and if U study the dream symbology, as this is really the dream, Mr. Richie Prosecutor Serling Twilight Zone, Polio,Callio, Police, how close can things all connect up for Jesus’ sake?????????? For telling me about the horse riding stuff, and bringing back memories of the brutal rape done by Sarah and her wild vicious gang, his home burned down, and then his wife took ill. The illness of Willie’s wife is identical to what ‘they’ did to my poor pathetic hard working Christian mother, back the day after filthy Christmas, 26 December, in 1997, leading to her slow tortuous lingering agonizing eventual death on the 4th of March, early Saturday morning, back in AD 2000. The fire is another thing I can relate 2, as they tried 2 burn down RPL, by cleverly starting a fire next door, in a shared building with a good fire wall, a toy factory at Pierce and State, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG. Without a good firewall, RECORDED PUBLICATIONS LABORATORY or RPL, would have been history, and I needed them in 1997 to help me 2 record my song SARAH, or GREAT LORD. So Y if she is the Great Almighty Lord Jehovah, did she and her gang do bad things 2 me? Because the controllers, MICK-GEE, and GALLAGHER OF CHICAGO, and other government and mob forces, all connected throughout the political system, R controlling her and keeping her memories of who she really is, away from her, and this makes me quite dangerous to this demonic force of scum, READ THE FUCKING BIBLE 4 CRISSAKE, IT IS ALL IN THERE, EVERY DAMN THING I AM CLAIMING, I just understand how to properly translate its mysterious, as I have no start nor finish, I am infinite, and I am totally aware of it, as opposed 2U. UR also without beginning and ending, but your memories and knowledge of the whole ugly mess, has all been removed from the entire human race by the HEAD COUNCIL SEATERS, a group of 283 entities that range from things that if I ever told U a mere smattering of it, it would keep Hollywood busy for a century.

Let us talk about phases 2-4. An entity named Ranashahamed Alopticfikr, the son of Kali and her lover, before she brutally killed him in a frenzy of passionate twisted emotions, both sexual and warrior, by the name of Lishtalpreneflum, over 7,000,000 million Earth revolutions around its sun in age in its current set of dreams, wanted to exist in phase three life, but refused to tone down the needed prerequisites of superiority, in order to make it all able to occur in lawtronic phasing laws. It influenced a human male in the Judah direct Lineage from King David, me, in the end of the 1970’s to begin working on creating his ability 2 live and B in a human form, although he always existed only in phases 2 and 4, as Lawtronics stops anyone from entering into physicality should certain laws not B conformed 2 and U would B-2 far beyond the norms of existence in this 3^rd phase. It tricked me into becoming fascinated with tape recorders, wanting to purchase precise ones, working in a sound studio, using a top artist of the times in the mix of it all, and got himself alive and being in an already existing person, through me; and this man is none other than DONALD J. TRUMP. He knows I am onto all of it, and I know what he is planning, as you religious people have a name 4 this sick bastard, but the trueness of this story goes so far beyond your concepts of the portents and Antichrist, and the 4 horsemen, as this stuff is all nothing but a total joke next 2 what really is going on. He is not selling right now because he is not making the money he wants, but is getting ready to enter into his newest and most dangerous phase of his life in his sequence of dreams, and knows that soon, memories of his true reality will return to him, the ‘dreams’ have all ready began, have they not Don? Remember who has the original tape backwards, and all I need 2 do is run it through another recorder with certain other electrical connections in just the right way, and poof, Rod Victoria Serling, back to the astral 4-U bud. All this SARA, SORA shit, is just another way 2 control the world, and me, as since I do security work, they can effect my life. But at my old age, I know that U cannot force me 2-B a first responder at the next big disaster, but I all ready have my doctor’s note, just in case. U think I am going 2 a place where I will get more poison 2 add to my total toxicity from all this UFO skit done 2 me for 3 decades, and U really R a dummy. One out of 4 that went to the Twin Tower disaster is ill or dead now, and they tell us it is due to mercury from the broken lights. Right, sure, is that the only building imploded, how about old Blue EYES’ place, the Vegas Star Dust over the weekend. Is mercury poison from all the broken lights going to kill all the wreckers that clean it up? Gimme a flucking break, willya? This was not the first time that building was attacked, and any thinking person knows that there was a major reason why the Allahlites wanted 2 wreck it. Some day soon, that closet door will come flying off the hinges, just not yet, I’ll get to exposing these secrets later on. I told U all to go to a website but forgot whether or not I ever gave it 2U, and told U about the remote viewing book and the Farsight Institute, go to www.courtney@farsight.org and get your friggin’ mind blown.

It seems freedom is getting harder and harder 2 spell, as a teacher in a grade school in New York City was recently fired, for practicing her religion of WICCA. It is all in the Times and Post, the NY, NY papers. U can’t have this or that on your computer, hay I am against child abuse and sex crimes, but when someone in Arizona is sentenced to 200 years for having some naked children on their computer, and never did anything outside in the real world to any one, and they call this a free country, well, hay man, they say a good laugh is good for you, well, thank you for the extra health benefit every time I hear this is a free country. It is a total fucking dictatorship, and I know precisely who the damn hypocritical dictators R. Let me tell U to visit my site and go into the pix and let me try once again 2 explain what hyperspace [HS] is and how with the right device, U can do all kinds of things, but they do not show up unless they R done 2 someone who can never B killed, nor die. Quarks and Leptons are very tiny particles, but much smaller ones than these, ASAPS, or absolute sub-atomic particles also exist. They R so small, that they literally flux in and out of beingness, as dreams attempting 2 escape the void nothingness of infinity. They latch onto an attempted dream pattern, but do not make it, and flux back to void infinity 2 try again, and endlessly flux out again, and eventually they make it, and dreams begin in the astral or light starry worlds of beingness, through this initial process of dreaming out and away from the ever aware void. Now in HS, if 2 universes, one where McGuire shoots me, and one where he does not, are forced close enough together hyper-atomically, you will get the world where a parked car’s grill is one reality, and the gun in his hand closer up, is the other reality. What no one tells U,the scientists R all sworn to total secrecy upon penalty of pain and death and this ain’t no joke, if they R with knowledge on levels of clearance going to TOP SECRET and higher. Here is simple truth that I am not afraid to publish, fuck all of U. RADIO FREQUENCY IS BEHIND EVERYTHING, and the ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM is the true GOD OF ALL OF REALITY, and it does not get simpler than this, it is all just this damn simple!!!!!!!!!!

All day long, endless chemtrailing, not only all over, but when I go anywhere, a brand new one goes right over me, precisely zenithing me with a bright huge messy piece of shit. Very soon, all U scum will pay 4 this endless abuse. Many natural disasters R on the horizon, huge earthquakes R coming, twisters will tear up everything, and floods and wild fires, baby, U ain’t seen a thing. All I have to do is work my whittle magic, and you’ll C plane and choppers go down left and right, and will all B very very sorry, and I do not work 4 the Manhattan Board of Education, and there is not one thing U can do 2 me.

Message to the AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION:
I have every right 2 defend myself against vicious evil twisted monsters that have carved a mountain out of my soul, and put dynamite in my mouth and lit the fuse, laughing while I blow into bits, bites, and maggots. Remember, it is not anyone’s job to judge my level of sanity. Many of the people on my law suit list R there 4 misfeasance and malfeasance as they have illegally done this to me.

Message to my friend Karen S.

I’ll B over soon to C-Y-I haven’t heard from U. I am a realist and must wonder if due to some of my troubles and woes being obviously gaming related, and hubby is connected with gaming through the CC Commission, I do not wish 2 place U in a difficult position, yet if he and or U were politely threatened by them not to assist me, it sure would help me launch my Civil Rights law suit, and U’d no longer need 2 worry about J’s retirement $, I would get 8-10 figures, and gladly would give U ten M$ for helping me in providing evidence 2 the proper authorities in order 2 assist me in winning my eventual lawsuit.
MESSAGE TO THE GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL:
I know U do not believe me, even the gods do not, let alone all these mortals whom U totally own and control, by your way of looking at things. Your friend Mr. Murray from Burlington/Florence, NJUSAESMWG, this area HS, told me that I am the most arrogant mortal he and the rest of his cousinry family have ever encountered. U do not understand that I am the reason this is all here and that upline in hyperline space, a girl named Sarah Krassle, was thinking of her uoline ‘that-boy’, or the up-line me, and this is why all of this is here, all of the physicallities, the phase two astral through her entering as we all do, into our own dream-creations. If I am so stupid and arrogant, and factually ignorant, than first off, Y am I so important 2U and all of your group, and Y is the 1/3 of the group that broke away from U so hellbent on my total destruction? Y did they steal the equivelant value in USD of 500 trillion from the First Akoslem Bank of Ricktown’s capitol city, and influenced my father to sell out? Y is the great lightning goddess willing to live with me in Ricktown Manor? Y does she love me and even share codes with me on the Earth, what other mortal does she care enough about 2 do all of this with? Even 270 years ago when I was dreaming I was Franklin, she and I shared something very special, and all of you godsdamn prick slit eating bastard mother incestrallites know I am speaking only the truth. If lightning did not care about me, why does she warn me by turning street lights off and on at night in certain ways and patterns that only she and I know about? Why if I am just an egocentric trump-twin, did Trump name his boat after Donna after I made that tape and copyrighted it, and why do all the ads on radio and TV, and all the shows, endlessly use me, tease me, and mock me, if I am such an arrogant little nothing piece of worthless shit as U’d all have me believe????

Message to Mr. ES

U deserve 100 MK in DOGTOWN, and I am working on having your sentence of 37 upped to 100, I 2 have connections in very high places, don’t get excited Ms. J. Arcadia, my stuff is real, they don’t say, cut, print, that’s a wrap, when my day ends. My eternity is eternity, and it doesn’t end. B prepared 2 lose the teams 2 my ownership once I prove in court all of the evil monstrous horrendous disciple things that U and your pals have all done 2 me for over 21 years.

Message to D-S

U said U wanted to know my sound, and understand what it all is about. OK, so here is what U have wanted 4 so long. U have been used by Scylla and her human world friends, even your 2 tall friendly white-boy friends, they R all BRIGGER CULTISTS. More than 6% of Hollywooders have knowingly participated in devil worship and child sacrifice, not always to the death, but we are talking major abuse. U say how U love kids and cats and dogs, so let this poor old dog tell U that some of your best friends, behind your back R as innocent in all this sacrifice stuff as I am guilty of having a lovely life. Also, when U packed meat, remember the weird guy hanging around, that was not me by the way, but if U ever saw the opening of NIGHT OF THE TWISTERS, MTM Productions, remember the guy with the radio whistling and seeming 2 know something about the twisters, it was all over his face. Not all people R really people, and U know your problem with water was all caused when U made contact with water queen Sarah Callio. Your mom was still dreaming here when she asked me why I did something to you. If U tell me some day what she meant and what I did, I will tell U all about my signal.

Message 2 S.C.M. the WATER QUEEN VIQUEEN

I kept my promise, and will keep it forever, even on the day U beg me not 2. The only way I will ever break our covenant is if U yourself want this with all your heart. You did not have to imprison me like you did in the whale’s belly, I get the message, I know UR the most powerful entity on the planet and far beyond, and may I add, the loveliest, BEG.

Message to the future and the future of the Morianity Foundation:

May the gods help you, U will need it, and soon the evidence of real world disaster will begin 2 surface. This SORA thing is also because the owners and controllers of this planet, know a lot more than they ever will admit to. They won’t even let people in on the Olympian Airships, HS, the EMS, the disinformation of SYFY, and on and on, in reiteration, may the gods HELP US ALL. In the holy name and blood of my 61st grand daddy’s uncle!!!!!!!!!!

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Friday, March 09, 2007

Movement Stage # 59

The absolute worst death milituforce siege is all over me and yesterday and today, March the 8th and 9th, R worse than it has ever been in the past 25 years, and I have had nothing but super off the dial botbar days all through the entire month of March, and dating back to the last days of February, 10 or more straight days of hellishness that U would not B able 2 survive. I have planes and choppers all over and all around me today and yesterday the entire skies were filled to the rim with poisonous chemtrails that did havoc 2 my health, both my bowels and heart rhythm were effected, nothing but constant utility harassment's R occurring, constant cut outs on home theatre, remote control interference through illegal high frequency range directional controlled radio interference, and the list is so endless, that it is easier 4 me just 2 say that, “what did these evil filthy incestrallites NOT do 2 me”, as this makes it simpler and truer. No punches were pulled and no wrestling holds were barred. Donald Trump, Ed Snyder, Frank and Sarah Callio, Robert McGuire, and all others listed on all of my DYING MANS UTTERANCES AND DECLARATIONS, on the Blogger.com site, and the www.morianity-foundation.com sites, R all included, all persons listed, are responsible in one way or another, for my torture for 3 decades, leading 2 my demise and eventual murder. My survivors including my guru and web master, Ed Himacane, R legally empowered to take legal action against these persons, and have legal access to carefully hidden documentation proving many persons in the UNITED STATES MILITARY and the UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, also R to B named in the civil law suit as co-defendants, and the jury award will B most likely split up as a judgment debt, 2B paid by the characters that eventually get convicted of these heinous crimes. The kemtrails and planes and choppers are off the scale between Camden and Atlantic City in New Jersey, both today and yesterday, and today the kemtrails R a little less, but the noisy airiel harassement is major.This is how they got the filthy Flyers 2 win and the dow up over and over the last couple of weeks, as I told U that they will use me 2 gain it all back, and was, as always, totally correct.

Machine mind is the most powerful secret, if our enemies over there, knew one tiny bit of what I do, terrorism would never again B done with blood and guts methodologies, not when the total and absolute disruption of the entire world economy can B done with a few tiny secrets. U-C, the Allahlites think that Stacey is telling them 2 use violence, and this is because they do not know her the way I do. She hates all of this, but loves anyone who does even what she hates, if they totally believe in their hearts of hearts that it indeed is what she wants, misguided as it is. But the USA still is blessed with all the power, because they, even though they do not recognize the real truth about her, they have the magical thing under their control, and despite world counter opinion, I know what I am saying is all totally true and accurate. This magic thing is ATLANTIC CITY, HER city, SHE chose this place in human world locale, where it all is going 2 happen around. People can believe all they want that I am wrong. First, I have shown U that there is a powerful STARGATE if I may use this word, down on the great TENNESSEE AVENUE, there, in AC, NJ. Look at Mick-Gee’s hand in the photo where he suddenly and instantly appears right there at my old clunker car on his street, holding his gun and is caught on the picture, just as he is about 2 aim and shoot, both myself and Eddie H. Dead. When I was Testing 4 my SORA exam, question # 18, same numbers as the day in July of '96 that Sarah was born into physicality, was also influenced and hacked by the MACHINE-MIND, and the word RATIO was in the question. But guess what the word was spelled as in the SORA test, you got it baby love, RATION. I had 2 hold back a raucous laugh when B4 the test, the examiner/tester, informed the class, “oh and by the way, in question #18, the word is ratio, not ration. Just now, I had 2 correct it, ot it would have spelled it ration twice, this is all part of machine mind, and when I tell U that part of the invasion of our physical realm by the world of the spiritual/land of the dead/astral/whatever U wish 2 think of it as, it is more real and more dangerous than U can begin 2 understand.

I made an error on a prior blog, ETTOS attack this time, control of my mind by these astral scumbag entities, and said that to increase your efficient usage of the ASAPARTEK, using cards to converse with cosmos, to ask questions and get reliable predictions and answers and B right more often than wrong, use the enhanced tool along with what I taught U all, by waiting for 2 correct [C] or 2 incorrect [I], responses 2 occur, and then use a 1-2-4 mini-martingale, so that U will win on 3, 4 and 5 strings. This was an error, as obviously I meant 2 say that U will win on all 2, 3, and 4 strings of I’s and C’s. The occasional times of 5 or greater strings of correct or incorrect responses will B far less overall than the wins generated by 2,3, and 4 strings, unlike when applying this with regular roulette play such as strings of follows, or strings of reds, and so forth, DO NOT attempt using this 4 that, as U will never find your ass again. But 5 and greater strings of being right or wrong in what the quantumcards tell U, Rindeed quite a rare occurrence, causing U of ciurse to be minus 7, resulting from -1,-2, and -4. For every -7, U will get about +10.8, more than compensating 4 any house edge effect from the zeros. If all of your questions 2 your cards R indeed, should I bet black to win next spin, or even, or high, etc., then wait for when the cards give U 2 times in a row correct or incorrect responces. Now starting with the first of the 3 maximum requests of your cards, bet the 1-2-4 unit mini-mart betting strategy, 4 example, if your base or starting bet is ten bucks, your bets would B, $10, $20, $40. As long as any of these 3 bets wins, and U stop on that, and begin all over again waiting 4 a string of either 2 [C’s], or 2 [I”s]; you will win your base bet amount of $10.00. At worst, U will win roughly ten of these B4 losing the 7 units of $70.00 in the case of a base bet of $10.00. Hence, $100.00 won minus $70.00 lost is $30.00 profit. Using one loss and ten wins as a long run average of netting U this thirty smacks, this is 11 spins making you 30 dollars, per $10.00 of base betting level. So if your base level is green chips worth $25.00, your 3 bets R now $25.00, $50.00, and $100.00. Now every eleven spins in long run average will produce $300.00 $U. But watch out when I use the word, SPINS. First I mean times that U place bets, and this system does not bet all spins, and thus UR not sitting down at a table, in fact UR walking around, shuffling cards, silently questioning your quantumcard decks, writing down your C/I strings, and other pertinent things, and then walking back 2 your table or any table, and after 2 strings of Corrects or Incorrects, U place your next bet. Example, Twice I ask my cards if I should play Even 2 win at my next table, any table. Twice I would have been right, as #2, followed by #35, both black numbers, came out. Now I have 2 correct answers, or a C-2 string, After all C-2 or I-2 strings, bet that the string will break, and B thereby either a 2, or 3, or a 4 string, as 5 and greater strings will lose U 7 units. You ask if I should go high next time, #’s 19-36? Your cards give U a ‘NO’ responce. OK, this means that your cards R telling U to bet for a LOW outcome at whatever table U go 2 next and the ball still is in play and the event is bettable. Walk away instantly if U start 2 bet and hear the dealer say “NO MORE BETS”, or else it will interfere with the cosmic currents of what UR attempting 2 do. OK, you get your LOW 1-18 bet down and lose with 30 red even high coming out. You lost your first of 3 possible bets and R on the 100 dollar base betting level of 100/200/400. Now U must ask the same quantumcard deck another question. U ask now, should I bet ODD. The cards give you a ‘YES’ response. U now find a table waiting 2 go into action, and get 200 smacks or 2 black color chips on the ODD area on the game layout. The number comes out 21 odd red high, winning U 200, and since U lost 100, you now made $100.00. Never change card decks when in the middle of any stringing questioning sequences. Each and every deck that U use is totally separate from each other, and none of them R in any way running in the same currents of quantitative energy, relative 2 what UR doing with these decks of cards. Just 4 mentioning a tiny bit of this to someone during lunch break at the SORA class yesterday the 8th, when I walked out of the building, I took an aerial siege like I have not seen in a quarter of a flucking century, but even when I do not talk, they love to torment and torture me, so what the fuck really is the damn difference? The very first of the 3 days in the class around 11:30 AM some enemy in the MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE CLUB OF SUB-SCUM, or 'MOCOS', should B snot sucking mucus as that is what both they and their rotten mother’s R, but aniwho, they thought it was real funny 2 set off a fire alarm in the building. I can count on this, as it happened every time I ever took a girl to a hotel room back in the nineties, and in many other situations that R2 numerous 2 name presently, as they know that they can get away with this, so they do it, it is just that fucking simple, they are total fucking jerk offs!!!! I leave the building and walk up towards the beach from the building where the classes were held in North Atlantic City, and 2 thumb in the ass kemtrails started crossing over me in the skies directly above me from left north, heading right south. Their maturity level would need B compared 2 a 4 year old retarded cat!!!!!!!!!!!! But all the shit they did 2 me, ok so it is getting the market to fly right back up as I all ready told you all that it will do, it is all programmed into the cosmeventuallity of the big picture equation. Nothing has been left undone. All day and night, around the fucking clock, these dirtball 'incestrallites' R blowing light bulbs out in my residence, wrecking any enjoyment that I attempt to have while watching my home theatre by constantly sending illegal radio signals into my place and scrambling things so that will not properly operate, effect my body through isolated DNA toxins inside the kemtrails that R genetically engineered and designed 2 effect only my DNA leaving those around my proximity virtually untouched.

Imagine what they will B doing to hurt me if the American Civil Liberties Union won’t get on board and assist me soon? Starting with 1990 and going 110%=, here R the DOW JONES numbers: 90----3614, 91----3975, 92----4373, 93----4810, 94----5291, 95----5820, 96----6402, 97----7043, 98----7747, 99----8521, 2000----9374, 01----10311, 02----11342, 03----12476, 04----13724, 05----15096, 06----16606, 07----18267, 08----2009. It will nearly double eventually and before the decade is over 4 crissake!!!!! Statistical math is science, and as Ed Green on LAW AND ORDER says, “U can’t even argue with that”. So, thanks 2 my parallel event nightmare that the evil BRIGGER CULT is behind, my doom is fate-sealed. Phillies started out nice, sure they did, but now thanx to all the hell they R putting me through, notice, as I said, they R going 2 total shit, WHAT THE FUCK ELSE IS NEW?????????? A cool dude named Bruce who loved 2 cheat me in Monopoly games back in 1972 and 1973, took a pen apart and cut the top off of the ink plastic holder, placed it onto the capstan of a cassette recorder and told me to say something. I had no idea at 17 or 18, that doing this expanded the area that the tape was sliding through, and speeding it up. He hit rewind and took out the piece of cut plastic from the recorder and told me 2 play it back. I almost got a heart attack. We took our trick into school and got teachers and students alike 2 say things and then we would play it back, making them sound like a huge mafia thug, as naturally, with the machine running the programmed sound at a slower speed than when it was recorded, made us all sound wild and cool, and kind of thug-like, U know tough with real low voices. The speed altered with this trick, not a lot, just enough however, so as to keep the speech intelligible and not too absurd, yet wo, did it sound cool. This was how I began creating made up characters and conversing with them, keeping the pen piece out when I would speak, and add it in when the other character spoke. This is how Shorty MacInvondi got created, along with other details not mentionable today, as I must go off shortly to work, and time is very limited.

The laws of magnetic percentage state basically that however an event commences and continues, determines how it will complete. It is 6:55 PM and the death angel just passed by me on the right side, when this happens, left or right side, normal hearing cuts out, and is instantly replaced by a nasty high whining sound from deep within the ear. Death does not come from outside, but inside, and so does life. It is not legal 4 me to get too specific here, but right now, I have a formula to take, you put about 5 teaspoonful dosages into your orange or grape juice, mix it up, drink it down, and lie down and go to sleep. You will not wake up for 6 hours. In these 6 hours, U can do anything U want with no limitation, from an inner world, the real one, the astral one, what ever U call it. I cannot use, admit to using, offer to another, attempt to patent, and the list is endless, on what I cannot do by law of the great US of A, yet in these 6 hours, an entire lifetime can B lived and talk about heaven, U name it, it is yours and U can do it and have it, again, with limitations, even a blind or deaf person, can see and hear and is not in any way inhibited by physical world limitations, gravity, pain, death, and on and on. It is a simple formula, and I could bring the world endless joy. But our god, the great SSJKK, has told our invading controllers to never permit its usage. Just try telling someone in a large group, the beginnings of it, and U can get the hell beat out of U. All of everything is controlled. This god wants us all miserable, tells us we all R sinners and no good, and eating from the tree of life and knowledge brings us pain and death. All I can add to much of this 4 right now is, believe it or not, she is not lying 2 anyone, Stacey is not a liar, and believe me, she detests provaracators. Now, if we all R using Sports and Entertainment traps 2 lose and distract ourselves, what is the difference or the big wrong in my formula? Simple, it is mine. U cannot begin 2 grasp the full power 2 much of what I say and this is why after MFMS 60 ends, MORIANITY will end. The site will live, but on it will B my last and final blog, no, not the message to the mortal world, they R not listening. I know who is, and I know what must now B done. Nothing will B chapter named nor numbered in any way, just opened for the record with the date and time as we mortals recognize this time dimension here on this planet. I have an atomically duplicated or kerlian copy, KECO, as we call it in much of the 'hyper-spacial transdimensionallity', of your special weapon Mister McGuire. What U do not know is, that I wrote a letter to Mr. Hawking and told about your great secrets that all of you sick invading monstrous filth are trying 2 keep back and away from all the rest of us, but you have been exposed. Copies R in 4 Swiss safety deposit boxes, 2 in Commerce bank accounts, none under my name, and ten R buried in the pine barrens of New Jersey about 4 feet deep, inside strong boxes. This worm hole thing, your mighty secret, is all coming out, and soon, I will prove to the inhabitants of the world, just who the all mighty God is here on Earth, in a human form. You will only control her a little while longer, and from one dog to another, bottom one to top one, it will all come out soon, every detail. You may have one of the family on your staff and under Lamist Brigger Cult control, but I am telling the big secret now, and if the SS wants 2 come and take me away, B my guest. First, sea water and blood is the same thing except 4 one tiny missing ingredient that keeps them from not being, oil. A precise unknown formula can mix the right amount of oil with ordinary sea water, and in a process involving running electricity into the mix at certain voltages and frequencies, it becomes blood plasma, after-all, we all came from the sea, our real mother, the great Sarah-Stacey. When I shortly do something, the world will go up side down, and they know it, and this is why a plane is currently taking Eddie Himacane’s roof off, and has been circling now for 10 minutes or so, at 7:20 PM.

The scum bags broke into my residence last weekend and broke my fan, then they pushed a button on the back of my digital clock called the centinal switch, changing the hour readout display to give the time in a military way, example, after 12:59 PM, it went to 13:00, not 1-P. Last night they blew 2 lamp bulbs while I was asleep, each 25 watters, and I awakened around 4 in the fucking morning in total darkness. Crissake, is Ambien trying to drive me so nuts I tell some really huge secrets about the drug industry, stuff that my old pal Mr. Trudeau does not even know???? Soon, the world will know so many dirty secrets, no closet will B sufficient 2 hide in. There R 3 women, now extremely famous, that all threatened 2 gang rape me when I was in a park not that long ago late last century. Makes U wonder Y some of them out there R pulling these crazy BS stunts, does it not? U do not want 2 know what I could say here. Entire families R usually nuts when the offspring's R, and mental illness, still hidden in closets, since people R so mean and nasty about so many things that they do not fully or even partially grasp, but not that long ago, hidden to the point of death, mental illnesses were always known to run in families. They do not run as in genetically, that is total bull shit. 99% of illnesses like this R being caused those that R indeed afflicted by it, only the few brain damaged cases from accident or births, R really legitimate mental illnesses. All this other shit is caused, and being intentionally done to and given to us. I would not say what I am not able to prove, but KS, I am a bit disappointed in my best friend. U of all people know I am being tortured inside a created nightmare, and need 4-U to assist me with what we talked about 3 weeks or so back. My only chance is the promotion of my website to higher page and place positions, and I will get the money needed at any cost, if I have to cheat and use my future knowledge to do it. B on the look out K-S, and C how the news anchors and remote reporters R getting more and more tongue tied as they attempt 2 report certain things, not all things, but notice that when it happens, it is always close to things where I could B related very near in one way or another 2 what is being said. This may B harder 2 swallow than a horse pill, but if any human should ever try to get on the air and say anything about me or anything pertaining to any of the things that I know and talk about, and connect it directly back to me, within 30 seconds, a zeepee exim destruct would occur, and the only thing left in this solar system would B chunks of broken asteroids that used 2B inhabitable worlds. I speak the truth, as I was told this by the GMC. They think they own this, and do not believe when I tell them that SSJKK is really the owner/controller. Very soon, an event will occur, and people will begin to rethink a lot of things, and that is all I am willing to impart unto pain of torture and death.

What happened 2 me in 1996 at Haddonwood at the outside pool with the giant controlled integretronized flies cannot all B told ever, but these large flies have been multiwave oscillated and can never die out of physicality. Also they have learned how to turn themselves into large black planes and helicopters, when enough of them get together. This world was invaded by us when we started inventing machines that played around way too much with radio frequency generation. Get all the books written by JAMES REDFIELD, and just start there. Telephones were invented to communicate with the astral planes, and I basically use them 4 this purpose, rarely use them to talk to people here in this realm.

Once I awaken the ALMIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS, her memories will B in tact and she will come and take me away with her, after totally destroying anyone, or any world, that even tries to get in her way. Can any of U imagine trying to patent my machine that can turn any old person back to 20 again and keep them there? Can anyone begin 2C the panic and the craziness that would immediately ensue? Sooner or later, some jag-off who is scared 2 die, will approach me and ask 4 me to integrtronize them with my multiwave oscillation cellular integrenitrizer device. All it is is a simple separation of north and south pole radio frequency all along the EMS, electromagnetic spectrum, and then it cancels all south polarized signals harmful to cellular life, and radiates all possible north ones up and down like a giant arm sliding up and down a giant piana with a million octaves on each side of the existing ones on a current piano, and of course, a step-up 100,000 watt power transformer, a neutralization MRI tunnel, a few gismos to keep the patient from being exposed to a few rads, and now since all cells are programmed perfectly to B what they R and remain endlessly dividing and multiplying like the cancerous ones automatically do, each have frequencies that keep them on track, balanced, and vibrant so 2 speak, but crunching the numbers 2 locate the ones to do this would take the best computers of tomorrow centuries 2 figure out. So since no north pole frequencies are cellularly destructive, just either neutral or the correct key that fits the locks, we isolate out all the destructive south polarizations and slide the scales with great amounts of power until all the cells in the magnetic resonance imaging tunnel have been completely re-programmed and totally effected by the radio frequency generation that programmed them into beingness in the first place. My machine is in 24 pieces, none of which R in my residence, and only I know exactly how 2 put it together and make it properly operate. Over the weekend last week, all my colored Christmas lights, that I use year round, as colored light is an automatic mood elevator, suddenly brightened to 3 times their norms, and grew deep pink in hue, and after 5 seconds, returned to normal as if nothing ever happened. Then the phone rings and I pick it up. A voice says to me, “if pink is not pretty enough, how about purple”. Then, click, and soon after, just a dial tone. Ever since, I am getting loud static on my line, and strange sounds of other types as well. When I try to call to retrieve a message from the Verizon answer call system, if the siege is bad as it has lately really been bad, I always hear a loud ‘CLINK’ sound right B4 the opening message welcoming me to their service. When I am not under the super siege, I do not, and as I have repeatedly said, we opened the door into their world through radio frequency, and the invasion began, basically around the end of the 19 forties, same as the rash of UFO sightings, none of which by any means is a coincidence.

I am tired and hungry, and must work tonight, I could tell so fucking much if I had more time, but the clocks R indeed ticking, so BROWN COW KALI, my teen queen BEG, I beg U2 stop hating me so much, U loved me back in the 19 sixties. Remember, I don’t think I can go for any of this, and I can B invisible around U all over, not just while U cross those RR tracks in your car with your girl friend ten years ago. Just when U think I am not there KALI, there I am BROWN EYED GIRL.

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Friday, March 02, 2007

MOVEMENT-STAGE # 57, AND NO MORE STUPID RHYMES-

Thedeath siege that I am under is bad beyond words, and this computer is all fucked up, letters missing, space bar not properly spacing, and all sorts of changes and hacks have been done 2 this laptop. All things that go wrong are done by forces not understood at all by mankind, as U all take it 4 granted that age and wearing out is just the norm of things and none of this is the case in reality. I was disappointed the other day that people closest 2 me R allowing themselves 2B influenced by the unimportant things of this world that will all burn up and pass away in their temporal states, and contain no eternal value at all. So I am going to contact Verizon and pay to have my website put higher up on the keyword list in pages and ratings, so that more net surfers can at least log on, and either like or dislike Morianity. I will not continue in time wasting efforts. Ed seems 2 think of me as a fool, it is quite insulting. I have a life 2 get on with, and if this project does not produce some kind of results, then it is time to move on,as people always give me this advice, when it so suits them to give it to me. If the few closest people don’t think much of what I am trying 2 do, then I am being nothing more than the absolute fool, and I refuse 2 continue in this nonproductive endeavor.

I have been reamed and pummeled ever since the blue chips got knocked on their fucking ass back on Tuesday, with constant continuous choppers, planes, utility attacks, body attacks, neighborhood attacks, and on and on. Every single time they chopper me to death at my residence during the start of a filthy cheated FLYERS game, they win, as they did last night, snapping a six game losing streak. At 10:10 Callio time, in the morning,a super noisy truck came through my residence area, with some scum bag driver hollering as loud as he could, and making incredible noise and waking me up. Then I turn on the nightly Business Report on Philadelphia’s channel 12 TV station, and sure enough the Dow Jones Stock Market shot down at the opening bell to more than another 200 points, so what do they do, but persecute me to get it back up, it is as dependable and predictable as a thousand dollar clock. Boom, right back up it went after disturbing me, and aerial harassment followed the noise on the ground, typical military filth dirty tactics, a combo air and ground assault, launched in a precise planned execution. On Wednesday, Ed H., and I went down to my security office so I could fill out some paperwork, regarding, no, not Sara, but Sora. Governor Corzine of NJ, and all of my Trenton enemies in general, as well as local township and county enemies, could all get a double laugh on me; first by inconveniencing me with this school crap and money out of my own pocket 4 my training and additional finger printing, when my prints R all ready on 197 different files in 3 or more states, and probably federally, as when U make security your line of work, this happens, but they make U pay each time, come on, do finger prints change?
People do on occasion try some wild slit like acid burning, cut scaring, and several other methods of attempting to alter or disguise prints, but one look at a persons hands by any law enforcement expert will immediately reveal that my hands are perfectly in order. This all is just more ways 4 the state and everyone else 2 endlessly keep taking all of our money, or what little people in the circles that I move in, have or don’t have, 2 start with. Ed told me just now that he will soon try 2 get a new key pad, as letters and spaces are not coming out as they should,I know when I am not imagining things, I do not have an imagination. It was Ed on Wednesday afternoon who first noticed a low flying red helicopter flying near us. We had just used a credit card 2 purchase gasoline, and then we got on the on ramp for the NJ Parkway, at the Black Horse Pike, right past the MOBIL gasoline station that we just left. They instantly track us through the internet credit system once a card is used 2 purchase anything, I noticed this 10 and 15 years ago, and has been confirmed on shows and movies like LAW AND ORDER, and CONSPIRACY THEORY, with Mel Gibson and Julia Roberts. Ed Snyder belongs behind prison bars 4 all the civil rights violations done against me to get his shitty cheating Flyers Hockey team 2 win, and without me 2 hurt and mess with and persecute and harass, they will not win, and they know it, so where was my freaking protection last night people, whoever is seemingly secretly watching me? CY they were able 2 won, U 4 whatever reasons obviously could not B there 2 help me last night or all day, and C how they instantly gained back all the points that they lost on the market with that super ten past ten AM hell siege? There is nothing made up here, AMERICAN CIVIL LIBERTIES UNION, and if the SECURITIES AND EXCHANGE COMMISSION Office in Manhattan, NY, remains complicit in its malfeasance of enforcing this 2 all B stopped against me, then they as well will B held criminally liable in my joint deep pocked law suit someday, against these twisted sickdiseased monsters that have wrecked my entire adult life 4 a quarter of a century. I will sue U all for no less than 30 billion USD, or 4 Jersey Jury Award, which I will remind the grand jury that one exploding gas tank got 5 billion dollars for the dude, and this torture has been endured by me, ruining every facet of my entire adult life, financially, socially, psychologically, and is so awful that I have let all normal things like daily grooming and interests and hobbies, all go by the way side, literally these sick bastards have robbed and raped me out of my life, that was not theirs 2 give nor take away from me.

U must try 2C the fact that life and mysteries work indeed similarly 2 a picture puzzle one might purchase at a game and toy store. U have the picture, so now putting the pieces together, though admitantly is not always a 1-2-3 thing 2 accomplish, still the picture is your guide, and eventually, the puzzle gets done and matches the photo on the puzzle box. I have lived a life in my present and current human existence that I must do the opposite, always, and without a choice. I have to make pieces of life-stuff around me seem to at least in some ways, come or fit together, and then when they do, I draw the pictures that they become. I have no help, no guide, and 4 those remembering the original
Star trek, even the mighty-minded Tellosians, needed a guide to put the young beauty queen ship-crash survivor back together properly, and as they admitted, or she said it, “they had no guide, no way 2 know how 2 properly put me back together”. This is every bit my very similar problem, there are no previously charted waters here, no points of any reference at all in any way. 4 me, all there is 2 do, is carefully examine millions of events and things and interactions happening all around me and at me,and shuffle all sorts of combinations around, eventually, pushing pieces into each other,discarding others all together, retesting, re-examining, and repeating the process, until eventually, at least some small picture of what is going on with me, starts 2 at least form in a small blurry way, still in great need of endless enhancement and improvement,and with more discarded pieces, and more new ones, more shuffling and fitting, finally, I get some of these great and enlightened answers that U read from my blogs, it did not just tap me on the shoulder and say, hay, it is like this ass hole. Does anyone remember the old black and white Superman show, and the episode of the crooks who could render themselves invisible with some wild light bending device? By carrying a coin that was empowered by this machine,they could V made invisible or turned back to visibility again. Remember the conversation between Inspector Henderson and Clark Kent,after the incident in the jewelry shop where the door opens and closes by itself, and they later return to Henderson’s office? Kent says to the Inspector, “if we weren’t being realistic, what would B the only logical conclusion to all of this”. Then the Inspector says back to Kent,”That’s easy, the thieves are invisible”, and then let out a laugh. But Kent was not laughing. He knew that when something fits and nothing else does, and it explains things going on around U, then no matter how far out the explanation is, it should not B ruled out, and needs 2B very carefully examined. This same thing is what is forever ongoing with me,but B4 continuing, a strange and spurious occurrence just hit 4 no good reason. The page was moving as though I had my hand held down on the enter key which I definitely did not, and the mouse stopped operating. I did not unplug this mouse from the board, but it got unplugged, and not from the table moving a moment ago as ED suggested, as that happened 5 minutes ago, and then is not when this wild crap happened. Some dirty 'scummy bastard snake-cum-eater' did this hack 2 me; and now let me talk about hacks and hackers.

Many people quote this exact sentence, “hackers come from another planet”. Well, this may not B so totally off base, not that any other planet contains anything that would remotely resemble what we on this one would begin 2 equate with life. Still, they do love 2 play GAMES, they are MISCHIEVOUSLY DESTRUCTIVE, and do things JUST BECAUSE THEY CAN, and these 3 prerequisites R a great starting list in the identification of MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE's, OR BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS. GGGffffffffggggggggghhhhhhTTTT, Yea they R lucking hacking me, and violating my civil rights as we speak, they changed the printing font that I am attempting 2 use,and this occurred the second that I tried 2 use my mouse 2 correct for the space bar not properly spacing. This is probably the last blog in a while, it is all a joke on me, an I am not laughing. No one is interested in one thing I say, someone who has existed forever an ever.

I started alluding to the field of examining the mind, and now they frucking R hacking the dddddd, cannot make this key work, Ed needs to quit smoking, and dropping ash on it. The excuse or pretext 4 them to fuck with somethings should never B easily and readily given 2 these cock suckers. Ever since I told all of the human race the truth about radio frequency and all the strange things surrounding this phenomenon, all Dogtown has broken loose 4 me, I am as of today 3 straight fucking super BOTBAR days back 2 back, and going through more hell than anyone can fathom. I have decided 2 throw myself in front of the Gamblers Express Train, sometime this weekend when ‘they’ least expect it, hopefully preventing them from uncreating the event, although I pretty much believe that this process happens 2 me automatically, death just hates my fucking guts, and they love watching me suffer in this sick hellish reality show just too fucking much, but if it works, I will B dead and gone by fucking Monday at 2 Ante’ Meridian. The entertainment world [EW] started not much later than the field of mind study, or psychology. These 2 things are the invader’s tools, they R used by them to LABEL anyone who gets onto what they do and tries to tell about it, read the chapter called, MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A NUT, in the book by Dr. Bruce Goldberg, called, TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE.

Despite everything they have done 2 me since the tail end of January when things that all ready were very bad 4 me, got quantitatively worse, my roulette remains unaffected. I have played 170 old games that all lost on varying other systems, and have also played 38 additional new games, and even with the green house losses factored into the numbers, my approximate profits in units, which could be $5 chips, 2 of them, 3 of them, $25 chips, 2 of them, $100 chips, 2 of them, 3 of them, $500 chips, 2 of them, 3 of them, or 4 of them; is more than 220. On single black $100.00 level, this is 100X220 or 22X1 +3 zeros, or 220,000 clams. Average spins per game in this system is about 37. So 37X208 total games=total spins. I will not tell U what this newest system is, but I am happy enough with it 2 tell U that if my suicide this weekend that I have all planned out should fail, sometime by middle March, I will B moving near the shore, and going back to the fucking Atlantic City, 'not the ARLANTIC', error on a prior blog, casinos, and returning 2 my professional roulette playing, fuck all of U. If using ASAPART, and only using SO, or same odds, SONONART, with only 50/50 chance questions asked of numerous QUANTUM-CARD-decks, winning up to ten times for every 7 times lost, more than making up for 0 and 00 outcomes, can B done consistently simply by employing a [3-stage-mini-martingale], of 1-2-4-units, stopping at all -7 losses, and just waiting for either 2 [C] correct, or 2 [I] incorrect outcomes 2 occur. Then bet that the correct or incorrect outcome string will either B a 3-string, a 4-string, or a 5-string. Never try this on regular play with outside even chance roultte betting, you will get long run play hammered worse than I get hammered by my PARALLEL EVENT PERSECUTOR LAMBRIGG CULTSCUM!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is not a system, and is just an additional tool in using the technology of ASAPART, and maybe at a later time, I will go on 2 tell my Morians, if any exist, which I am starting 2 find highly doubtful, about how 2 make this system operate and generate a winning in long run casino play.

Another error from a prior blog from several stage movements back, it was a MILITUFORCE CHOPPER, and not a FOUNDATION CHOPPER that assaulted me, the gods, where was my protection when I needed it this week? The Flyers are the worst lousiest cheating team in the league, and without me to count on 2 persecute, I would need 2C them win a game fair and square, 2 believe it. I know the power of PE, parallel event. In June of 1980, on the very first week, a tape recorder was delivered 2 me, a PANASONIC TECHNICS RS1500US, at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments, in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG. It was ordered by me from a Manhattan New York City supplier called MARTIN AUDIO VIDEO. Right after it came by Parcel truck service, and I opened up the box 2 connect it into my complex series of machines and plugs and buses, and on and on, I went 2 bed after coming back from my job at the recording studio, RPL, on my 4:30-1AM, and fell into the strangest and creepiest sleep of my life. I was with the most beautiful brunet giant girl I ever saw in my life, with bright brown giant sized brown eyes, and long voluminous shinny brilliant light brown hair down past her knees, up from her full height of 6 feet and 7 inches, with sneakers on and I mean straight and flat. She sang a song 2 me that blew me away, using 3 different instruments, mostly her Enzemeter and her Loot. It was called [LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS]. My entire life changed as a result of getting this Martin Audio/Video store device delivered 2 my residence. MARTIN/O, yeah, MARTIN, then just add the O, as Sarah Callio married MARTINO, and yes, he is a direct relation in first cousin to Al Martino, friend of Dean Martin, Old Blue Eyes from HOBO, NJ, and on and on.

Last night’s 8:14 ½ Post Meridian of the clock [O’clock], major crash level zenithing and loud home shaking chopper, cheated their filthy FLYERS into a victory and snapped their 6 GLS. Then earlier 10 hours or so at ten past ten in the morning, the major ground and immediately following airiel sieges, brought the dow that fell 200 points directly in the short time after the opening bell, right back practically 2 where it was. And U all don’t think that I have a legitimate grievance, complaint, and court case some day, against all these filthy flucking evil turd eating incestrallites, then U need 2 get your heads examined.

Let us examine further the field of mind research and study, psychiatry, psychology, etc. Not only do they figure out how 2 label all of us poor victims of ‘them’ that get picked on , targeted, experimented with, and so forth, but told we have all these psychiatric mental conditions that separate us from the so-called [normal society], that interestingly enough, is decided by none other than them, who is normal, and who is sick, and in need of institutionalizing, or putting into intense therapy's, that usually include mind controlling and manipulating horrific medications, that R all doing so much damage to society in the general overall grand scheme of everything, that there just R not sufficient words 4 me 2 attempt 2 describe it. But the kicker of all the kickers is that the psychiatry field has bigger lobbyists in Washington fighting 4 their agendas 2 get adopted by the lawmakers and powerful controllers of all of our lives, than even the Oil companies. Yes, they have bigger lobbies down there where changes R made and power-muscles are really flexed, than even the oil companies, and this was said on an old episode of the great LAW AND ORDER show, Adam Schiff said this to the DA that McCoy later replaced, Ben Stone, not Mr. Morianity, but Mister Moriority. I often wonder Y they rarely if ever show these old BEN STONE eps, but in my heart feel that this one thing is the reason. This is one hell of a major fact if true, and I doubt this show that tries to stay as true to real cases and case law as is television-possible, and hence most likely, this is a true fact, and better 4 the public not 2 know this fact, better for the powerful controllers that is. Remember that politically correct means that U believe in the Personal Computer, and accepting without question nor confrontation, any and all things given U by the Powerful Controllers. Godda admit how symbology plays such big parts in things, letters, numbers, all of it, nothing just happens, and just because U do not have the reasons and explanations, means not 4 one flashy second, that they R not indeed there and real, and all part of gargantuan agendas.

My Sarah Callio Until Martino- BAG, [SCUMBAG] enemies, R right back on their roll with me, of using huge MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE TECHNOLOGY, or MPT, making damn-ass sure to Botbar the first and last day of every month, 95-99% of the time, this always occurs, a coincidence U say? Right, sure, OK, uh-huh, be an ass hole, believe you are a tree 4 all I care.

Wanna know a huge secret on Y people today look 10-20 years younger without even being a Hollywood star, between the ages of 30 and 80? U won’t grasp the fullness 2 what I now will impart 2U, but here friggin’ goes. 100 years ago, people stayed basically in one place. 50 years ago, perhaps it was 2 places in a lifetime, and 25 years ago, 4 to 6 was a fair average world wide, and the world averages on this is also believe it or not pretty much not a big spread from us in the USA. Now, people get used 2 seeing people, and if they suddenly aged 2 quickly practically right in front of each other’s eyes, in a few short years, panic would set in that pollution or greenhouse or global warming, or some other total garbage nonsense was killing off the human race and making us get older quicker. Panic would spread, and the PC, powerful controllers and inventors of the political correctness and the society of soulless and heartless personal computers, would begin losing some of their control over a panicking mass population. So since every year since roughly the start of the ‘EIGHTIES’, this moving around 5 times in one lifetime has nearly doubled annually per family, perhaps a small exaggeration, but don’t 2 quickly dismiss this huge secret I now am telling 2 all of U. So if the appearance of people getting older at the once normal pace and rate were permitted by the controllers/invaders, it could lead 2 some degree of a panic, hence 2 some degree of a loss of control of the masses, and believe me, UR all so leashed up and controlled right now, and without even being one bit aware of it, it is beyond nauseating 2 those such as myself, who R able 2C this with total crystal clarity. These PC’s have total power over anything and everything that is either running and or operating in any way at all by means of being ELECTRICAL, MECHANICAL, or BIOLOGICAL, as they R the GMC, the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Now yes, the Great Scylla Goddess, SSJKK, really has this whole thing as this whole thing is but her thought from her upline world, and in reiteration, she will move on in her upline world on a part of what I term 6th dimensional reality, but all of our infinity is too small to have this ever occur by our frame of reference as we have our existence. But long after our infinity or her thought of us passes in the wink of an eye to her reference frame, she will move ahead in her reality and time, and yes, will die. This concept would get someone in Gallilao’s time tortured and put to death for sacrilege and heresy, or the gods only know what other charges would B thrown at U. We still R totally in the dark ages. We R in the giddy-up generation still, just because we turn a key now instead of going ye-ha or chitchat, and move a bit faster with more comforts, no real changes at all. When field travel is used and hyper-density fields are set up all over, and people instantly go to NY from Paris, this is all dark age shit 2 me, right down 2 all of these toy computers, and this dumbed down society that wouldn't C a pie 2 their face coming if U slowed the motion down 190 times.

No, the major incident or interaction that was not part of the normal waking world, when my landlady was forcing me 2 sign some fraudulent document, was so bad, and in such vivid color, I did not go back to bed the whole next night and day. I tried to get 2 the State Police barracks, and she was shouting 4 me 2 come back or else she would go into my residence and destroy everything I have. I do not have much, but still, what frucking little one has, they do not wish 2C go down the storm drain or up in smoke. Every time she hassles me in a major way, the Dow flies, and B4 it ever went down this week on Tuesday, late Monday morning around 8-10 or so, this nightmare struck with all the force of a fruyucking Mack truck.

People can play all the time games they want, but 40 years is 40 years, as is 60 or 75 or 98. Whatever your age is, it is, and that as Ed Green on L&O would say, “is science, U can’t even argue with that”. It is such proof 2 me how insane and wacked out all of society in America, and probably most of the Global wealthier societies, really is. If you R 33, UR 33. If you look 44 and had a rough life, well, that is the way it goes. If you are 55 and look 39, with help from lots of phony cuts and slits and pulls, and cosmetics, and hair adds or colorings, hay if some of it is real, great, and if it is phony, well, U know what U really would look like at 2:45 in the morning when awakening 2 take a squirt. Who the bat-crap is anybody fooling. Time is time, and if your house or your body or your car is new or 5 years old, or 105 years old, well, like it or not, that is the freaking reality of it, and U ain’t gonna change nottin!!!!!!!!!!!!! Existence is not locked into time, and never started nor will ever stop, as time is only a spacial relationship illusion. Death is very final and real when we dream out a friend or a loved one, but try dreaming yourself out, you cannot. Try attending your funeral, it will not work. There is no rest. There is no endless sleep,darkness forever, endless peace, sorry Nicole. It is 4 those left behind still in their dream that now can rest a bit easier since the authorities finally permitted your remains to be buried. There is no way 2 make people on their current level even start to understand the truth that we simply exist at void infinity, and must endlessly dream and interact out and away from this void nothingness, as it is not as though U are oblivious 2 it and are at rest and peace, U know and UR, and that is it, and eventually, U will simply dream into something, and this begins astral existence. To learn how so much more than this life is there and totally real, all I can keep saying is, click into my website, and do not B afraid to ask me anything, I have no doors on my closets, I am the original open book, NO SECRETS. So visit me at www.morianity-foundation.com and C what U have been missing, starting with the total truths and answers 2 all of the questions that ever have plagued mankind. I honestly do not bite, Stacey will tell U that. I have been her dog a very long time. Speaking of this, SORA, not SARA, is all leading up to stuff that if I cannot alter the timeline 2, a horrific attack on AC, NJ, by our not so friendly middle eastern co-planetary-inhabiters, will B carried out before decade’s end, and I will B working 4 the Mayor, when he is back at his old job as Chief of the Beach, and I am head of security for the BEACHES of AC, NJ. If things progress along this timeline the way they have been going, he will B handing me a broom and making my 1983 song called “113 More Shinny Big Moons” come true. He will spit on my shoe, and call me FIREDOG under his breath in a mocking way. He will even B in charge of a state regulated Beach Lottery System, of more details I absolutely dare not reveal. I am doing all that I can 2 alter a timeline of events that if unchanged, will lead 2 a final show down of the Mayor and myself. When he murders me on the beach in or around 2009 or 2010, the Atlantic Ocean instantly goes out about ¾ of the way towards the horizon, and then within minutes, comes roaring back in, flooding all the way into Philadelphia and New York City. This is no joke, and Magnesonic does not cause this, as it has recently this winter caused so much violent weather activity, and remember Al Jolson, as it is very pertinent here. Sarah-Stacey Krassle loves me very much Mr. Honorable Mayor, so if I cannot stop this from happening, please take all of this as a friendly piece of advice, and don’t muck with me. Same goes for mafioso C/M and all the rest of these lovely turds in this lovely city. Scylla has many plans for her human world city, but she may wreck it and then influence its total rebuilding. In many parallel realities, he calls me Firedog and mocks me, and makes me sweep sand on the beach and clean barnacles off piers and pilings. SSJKK is not happy at all with this. Remember, that many of our dreaming's occur on the astral world with our dream or soul body, the bibles of the world mostly agree on a word, GLORIFIED. When we take our dream body to the astral realms this is one entirely different thing than when we take it onto our own as well as many parallel realities, and to the dream body, U exist as the recessant, and not the dominant; and is why dreams feel in many cases as though we R watching a movie. We R really coexisting in hyperspace, in a waking personality of us, that is physical and hence has the dominant control. Right now there could easily B millions of other U’s in their unlimited and countless other twinallities to your existence, existing as U go through your waking world day, inhabited by millions of ghost-like recessant's. U-R the one that is in waking physicality, so U dominate. However, learning 2 become aware of these conditions, and developing more and more sensitivity to them, can permit an entity 2 become quite proficient at psychic things such as prophecy, duality or dual awareness, conscious astral movements, ‘travel’, and numerous other abilities that will start 2 feel as natural 2U in time as breathing is 2U at the current time.

Soon, I will advertise with Verizon DSL 2 get my website placed higher up on the list for the net surfers, and then with streaming video and audio, really start a website that will prove 2 all current doubters, just how totally real and honest my true story and life is. I have no freaking reason 2 lie.

Brown haired and brown eyed girl 1010 Call Cally Cow Kali Callio; I will C-U later, lighthouse queen, and true head of the VI-QUEENS. If I decide 2 bring your memories back and end the whole world, all I need do is one simple thing, so if they keep pushing me much further, the portents may B just around the corner in the next decade. BYE-BYE.

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As stated B-4 and most likely will endlessly B repeated until they plant me into the flucking cold ground, I am one of the worlds most rotten spellers 4 an educated person. I cannot spell the Italian place that if spelled as it sounds, would B, “SISS-AH-LEE”, and Spellchecker totally frucking glass SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!! I have tried a dozen possibilities, and 2 quote all great flying actors whose scenes remain although slightly altered at least once along with some other edits 2 keep father daughter teams endlessly separated 4 the gods only know what reasons other than what these blogs have claimed all along, that I am under this family 3,000 year old curse known as the real HUNTINGTON CURSE, and naught what pops up on the internet when that is Googled up, YO, but yes, 2 quote those actors who fly, or get tossed, by incredible right crosses, with the freaking song words all carefully removed; all happening around very magical McKinnon times of course and quite undoubtedly; and yes, try as I may, in May, or in any of the other wonderful eleven months of our planetary years, oh peeps; the illustrious Mister Michael Soft SPELLCHECKER, refuses 2 spell that Italian area correctly 4 me, keeping the © Copyright Office endlessly in bizz I would suppose, or 'guest-guess' here, oh lovely SCYLLA PINK, with their “SIC” written all over the place, YO, at least naught on any mischievous and or troubling little yellow sheets of paper back in early 2008 somewhere, huh great examiner-LOC-Head Librarian of those 'oh-naught-so-lovely-times', “NO DICE”!!!!!!!!! JEEZ-LOUISE fwolks and WOW-2-THAT-1, YO!!!!!!!!!! 'Good Lord and a quarter Mister McKinnon', sir. I seemingly knew lotsa stuff “first-hand”, did I naught oh mighty self-loving great sir, whole stole seven hundred bucks from this poor hard working studio slave from 1980, right?????? Yes oh weerlld, I have fully admitted online 2 perhaps being the goddamn rottenest speller on the net, and I won't even twy and deny that, Mister Elmer gash darn dog gone golly gee whiz-fizz-Bruce Pennock non-McDowell-1972-perfect-FWUUUUD, oh sir!!! On top of being a rotten speller, I also have admitted at the vely vely 1972 Cooley Hall McDowell start of this nearly now 2 decade old blogging project, that I will from time 2 time, apply a temporary tactic of deception against my WSMT-enemies of Spaceforce, or whatever Sir Andrews; and pretend something, BUT I WILL ABSOLUTELY ALWAYS COME CLEAN ABOUT IT ALL, SOONER OR LATER, and yes oh awesome weerlld; the Steve Walgreen's Parks deal was my longest running temporary deception lasting many years, and was absolutely and completely necessary, in my endless fight with the SPAMMENIES AKA the WSMT nightmare peeps out there. There may B lots more still 2 come, as time can only know that whittle frikkin' glass fact, YO BRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!! I wish 2 add a whittle flucking something 2 this right now. If anyone out there, anyone at allllllllllll, oh wonderful 1984 nuclear holocaust movies, has a better or a different idea that they wish 2 ever share, Y not drop me a gosh darn dog idea, and if I feel it is a better one than what I've been using, I will most definitely use it as well as thank U publicly 4 it, YO wonderful lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“HI STEVE” (Sir Swap). Remember our talks outside the Ohio Avenue store on the nightmare-16-election year, concerning my family problems, and also book reports such as kids do in school, normally as homework-projects? Remember how U told me that if students in top think tanks all read condensed-Morianity redone somehow, even back then; and how they would all give varying reports, just as nearly two millennia ago, four great pals of my 61^st grandpa's Uncle Jesus all did; U know, Matty, Luke, Mark, and John did with Christianity, and the Lord Jesus? U said that it would B a fascinating thing 2 then B able, once having these reports at our disposal, 2 have some literary giant group and combine that updated soup and galaxy of wild and surreal information; and recombine it all as the true religion for the 3^rd millennium. I agreed with U wholeheartedly 2. But U went still further, and told me a list of things from my then decade long blogging project (2006-2016), that U wished 4 me 2 someday try and do almost as a 'subset-blog', and believe it or not, oh sir; I was as good as my word, only I did it in notes and on cassette tapes, and that led me a small bit into starting my 2021 newest copyright project still not yet completed or sent 2 the © Office, but now I wish 2 compress it into this CHAPTER-LETTER-2-U-4-tonight, so here goes:

As U know, this argument with Ann King's gal-pal, Terry from Egg Harbor City, NJUSAESMWG back in 2007 somewhere, was all about what I now remind U of here this very minute in time. This is that my life story never can B placed in any true chronological order, and is the only story on this planet that can actually B told out of order, and it still all endlessly fits perfectly together like a very smooth lady's glove. Beginning with the boyhood days of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, and my 8 stays with my mom at the Tennessee Avenue Trinidad Hotel, is a great place 2 try and do this; only too many things will immediately require connections with stuff far into the future, or else it will lose the total sheer utter power of the entire deal, and so that is Y Morianity never even makes that futile attempt at telling things in some perfectly ordered timeline way of accepted literary terminologies. If I chose 2 begin with Robin Hill, when I moved into the joint 4 the first time at the age of twenty-five and a half years, on May 1, 1980; the same thing would happen, forcing me 2 talk about stuff from both earlier times, as well as later ones; and so often that I have merely come 2 accept that this story simply cannot ever B told in a normal way, and a time-skipping-effect throughout the entire tale is simply 100 percent absolutely necessary; whether folks like Mister Pedersen, or Mizz Terry Harbors like it or naught, oh lovely Mizz Blake, and SS, and anyone else. The great literary giant Mister Esolph said it only so darn well, “And that's that”, and without any 'L&O' judges, their sons, or their wisdom bites from long ago! So WOW-THAT!

Wanna' real compressed and abridged version of stuff from the new vision and enlightenment point of this exact date on lovely Mizz White's 2^nd calendar, 11-189, oh SS? Well, here it is then, me' kind associate. Remember how Dave Roth and I were outside of the Medport Diner in the spring time of 1986, and shortly B4 all of Dogtown was destined 2 come 2 pass 4 me? The Medford, NJUSAESMWG Police came sworming over to my car, like out of the future 'COP-TV-SHOWS' and tore the entire car apart, and had a large shotgun and a police dog; and all because I had DARED 2 TELL MY NEW FRIEND, WHO I HAD JUST MET A FEW MONTHS BACK IN TIME, AT THE CALDOR-113 DEPARTMENT STORE, WHEN WE WERE BOTH SECURITY GUARDS THERE, about who, yessir; about who? None other than the great Sarah Krassle, that's who. Shortly after this in the middle late part of the year of 1995, I finally managed 2 piece together that all the past 15 years concerning the recording artist Mizz Donna Summer, was a gigantic HUUUUUUUGE distraction, that some invisible force had intentionally caused 2 happen around me, so that the real deal in all of this, would go undiscovered and unexposed 2 the entire world civilization, and just what was being distrated from, yes, the great awesome 'alien being' or whatever Congressman Rob Andrews, and old musical associate of mine from between 1975-1980; lovely awesome illustrious ALMIGHTY Sarah J. Krassle of the ASTRAL PLANE (PURGATORY)! It wasn't that many years later when my new pal Dave was working in Pennsylvania, under the supervision of Constaple McMeekan, and just a couple years earlier, some relative of his, on the Atlantic City Police Force, died, and had a gigantic funeral procession and while I was driving into Atlantic City from my home in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG, the funeral peeps were heading west on the same road, Route 30 (Julia White's Horse Pike) only then, I did not know it was the same family. Later after Dave Roth had been murdered by, in my opinion, the Mason Lodge; 4 daring 2 give me a highly secretive family lineage chart, proving how I was a direct descendant 2 the most powerful family and people on this planet, and who R all throughout the Christian Bible, and when I tried 2 tell the constaple in a letter that this all was happening, he wanted absolutely nothing 2 do with it, and simply ignored me. I told U all about this entire mess from straight beyond Dogtown's Gates, and onto this mortal realm of non-'Marnie-Disney'-psychic MAGICAL BUS STOPS. So my first warning was in spring time 1986 at the parking lot of the diner. Funny how a decade later, another diner incident, right in Egg Harbor City, and one or two blocks at the most, away from the home of Leticia Tilley; was when my mom and I were coming back from Atlantic City, and went into that diner right off of Philadelphia Avenue, in EHC; and a waitress recognized my car when I pulled up outside and sat down at the booth with my mother, and she came up 2 us trembling and saying, “Do U know that there is a contract out on your life”?, while pointing at me from underneath the menus in her right hand. Despite Mizz Tilley being about four years old, and totally unknown 2 me, as we would not come 2 meet until she was 14, and the very same age as when I met her cousin 4 the second of three times, Mariah, at Shirley's magical laboratory, just off of G-R-A-N-T Avenue, in northeast Philadelphia, and not far away from the recent wild interstate-95 accident, that has made all of the international news many times. WOW, it seems that wherever I go, and whatever I do, and without the Brady family singing any of their songs; stuff parallels me, and the world; like some beyond unfathomable magical surreal pre-programmed hellishness on steroids! Now I can fit in easily, an additional ten thousand pages of tiny 8-font size lettering, telling the details 2 just this much of my MORIANITY, but we all know it, so Y even bother, YO?????????? I've been warned ten times big time, not 2 try and tell all of this 2 the damn world, SIR SWAP, and U know thisssssss, ole' associate-pal. The most frightening day was the contract on my life, and then the dude who went onto follow us into the Turnersville Pathmark Shopping Center; and this was either the same day, or a soon 2 follow one; and it followed the date of the Canopius Planet's Star Trek 'love sonnet', that I wrote 4 Sarah; and somehow Roddenberry's crew and him, all knew about it, three solid decades B4 it all went JOE SIVO DOWN! That Pink Goddess 3^rd episode of the original STAR TREK, already knew that I would write that wild love song 4 the Almighty SCYLLA GODDESS PINK, and without any future books written by any future literary Morianity-Mountainpen's, called, “The Permission Barrier” in 1994. Still, the Turnersville, New Jersey-USA August 2, 1996 death threat, was quite a scarey thing 2 live through, and it upset my poor elderly mother, and she was never quite the same, physically or mentally after this date. U might say Steve Sir, that that date was HER August 15^th of 1986!!!!!!!!!!! Still, this story can go on and on and on; and then comes my old boss from MARS, and not the planet of course, as I've never been 2 Mars, only WILL BE, around 800 years from now in the 2840's, when the planet is close 2 completing the greenhouse effect experiments that warm it up, and make it more breathable without needing 'LSS', not standing 4 long story short, but rather life support systems, still MARS was a print shop right here on the Earth Planet, and I am not writing any love sonnets right now, or in 1996, Sir Gary Mitchell, or Sir Billy Glareyes Crouch!!!! Yes, watch out 4 those wild singing Scylla Pink great goddesses, back in Cicaley on any high seashore rocks; or even presently in Manhattan, I would suppose; as look at what has all happened 2 me now in less than a few thousand of your Earth-Years of time-illusion, YO SS. Then Mister Steve McGinty in 1977 at Mars, and then in 1996 he couldn't damn wait 2 hear my story and “he wanted 2 help me with my newest problems”, and “2 learn Y-I was so scared of women back in 1977 when I worked there with him”. But alas, then came the Atlantic City family, his family, and they quickly put a gargantuan super hyper ultra halt 2 that one, huh Sir Bob Gagnus car salesman of Philly????? “None of that stuff”, oh sir!!! No bulls, no pigs, no Jim Gettsinger's, No Mike McNulty's; huh Mister McGinty???????? Hey, wasn't James T. Burr and gorgeous white hot Patricia H. Hollister H., enough 4 one dog dern lifetime?????? So where is Mister Ciprionni when I truly need himmmm, ummmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmm, oh SS?????? I suppose Count Petofi wasn't the only guy with a throbbing hard on, about getting 2 1969; only one is trying 2 go one way, and one is trying 2 go the other goddessdog way, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy oh boy oh boy and

WHAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MIKE MCNULTY, YO***.

I WILL NOW SAY NIGHT-NITE 2U, OH WONDERFUL SS

& this now terminates twansmission, Mister Elmer FWUUUUD!!!!!!!!

SS; 4 reasons I don't fully know as of this date, June 25^th of 2023 at half past ten at night on Sunday night; my weekly dashboard system has been messed with 4 approximately the same time that my pageview count has gone off the dials incredibly HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE, 2 quote wonderful and illustrious and awesome, Senator Bernie Sanders! The only way 2 retrieve this, as well as my follower, Mister C.A., who I'll codename now 4 this date and afterward, Sir Edwin Kenmam; whose photo displays on these blogs and has since nearly the very beginning; is 4 me 2 go back 2 an older year such as I did now, going back 2 twenty-nineteen or JWSC-YEAR #7. 4 whatever reason, it is not hacked off of my 'older year blogs', as it is on my recent ones. Maybe U have some way of looking into this, not that it is very important, since 1-2 weeks from now, public viewing without a password will take black hat hacker abilities. Quoting Sir Chester-Frank here, I shout out now one big fat sloppy bar hopping summer of 2,000 times, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SS; I tried everything, but seemingly am just not computer savvy smart enough 2 read weird-tech new age instructions and then make them work, and thus, tomorrow, I will B heading over 2 the Walmart-Techy-place 2 hopefully get me' MS-SC Program restored 2 normal-ops once again, YO. Hey, I've got 2 go 2 the Medicaid Office anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lightning came over 3 separate times today, Sunday-6-25-23; and has been coming over between one and four times every day 4 what seems like two straight solid months now, and I am not complaining about that 4 one single solitary seck; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO-HA, ME' great BRAHHH!!!! Yessir SS, there R2 constants 4 the Mountainpen, and peeps may agree or disagree with me on them, as that is entirely their own right and privilege 2 do; but I know truth about my own life, and no one can take that away from me; not even Mashell Daniels from 1980, or Goddess Almighty from infinity/Purgatory. First, I DIED AND WENT 2 HELL. SOMEWHERE IT HAPPENED, and just where is not all that perfectly sussinct or specific inside of my own very limited presently-human mind. Second, I have blocked out from my normal waking conscious memory two super gargantuan and HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE items since the year of 1972. One of the blocks spanned 36 major long years, while the other was relatively shorter in duration time length, a mere just under decade period, JWSC YEAR-1 through YEAR ELEVEN. As we all know who read the Mountainpen's Morianity, I absolutely despise and detest writing more than one single 'ONE DIGIT' down, hence spelling eleven as opposed 2 writing in two number one digits, YO YO YO YO!!! I could have typed in a JWSC YEAR number for 1972, but didn't wish 2 confuse any potential viewer until I had completed the sentence. Yes 1972 would merely B the JWSC YEAR-(BJWSC) {B4}, number 40. Just like in the old world calendar when in my days of attending school, we learned how the BC and AD calendar system that shortly was altered 4 those asinine PC-reasons, never had a year zero in-between the BC and the AD, going directly from 3BC, 2BC, 1BC, 1AD, 2AD, 3AD, and so on. So 2, it works on JWSC in this exact same manner. Well SS, as Jimmy Stuart's pal said 2 him on the 'IAWL' movie; CU in the funny papers.

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OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

How I love you, Diana. You will always belong to me, LIGHTNING. Come down for me soon and take me forever away with you, lovely electron!!!!!!!!!! 657 and 123, codes we share so secretly!!!!!!!!!!!! Our song was from:

AWESOME SAUCE SS, TOTALLY ABSOLUTELY AWESOME SAUCE!!!!!!!!

Yes SS, I think that the universe somehow knows that I will become a multimillionaire within the next one to five years, thanks 2 my meeting U at the Walgreen's Store, back somewhere around Trump's first try at the presidency. If HALLS FAWCES were not all somehow into this entire messy hellishness, all stemming from millions or even maybe longer years ago, and long B4 humankind ever dreamed off of the purgatory 2 come 2 this world; then the crap with my Distant Cuzz Donnie Boy wouldn't, or should I say better here 2U, couldn't happen this way; as the odds, 2 the best of my mathematical abilities, 4 this entire court deal here in Fort Pierce, and with or without any parks or 'leaf coverings between cousin boys' a vely long time ago all notwithstanding; would B approximately just over 358 octillion 2 one, against a random happening of this entire screwy mess from straight out beyond the purgatorial DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did someone say 'Walter Coward Disney' ambulance driver, from WWII; or did they just say Mayor Callio Botbar of the place in upper regions in Purgatorial Reality beyond and up above good old Dogtown, known 2 only a few Earthers as non psychic 1976 Marnie-Halloweentown, without any or all possible electronic voice phenomenon machines invented long ago, and using me as one of the damn ass original 'test-subjects' 2 boot, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, SIR SWAP?????!!!!!!!! Only now up here in times approaching the 4 BURR-months in 2023, as I always call them, U know, September first through the year's final day of December thirty-first and also the birthday (B-D) of the latengrate disco queen, DONNA SUMMER; we all know that indeed, there is no, there never has been any, and there never will B any, unfortunately, SIR SWAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy oh boy oh boy, Uncle Billy.

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2:39 Post Meridian (after noon) as opposed 2 being B4 noon (AM), here in Fort Pierce, Florida-USA, on June 27^th of 2023, and AKA by Morianity followers the globe over, as JEWELLY WHITE'S SECOND CALENDAR date: 11-189: 4 those who enjoy learning stuff, meridian means the high zenithing noon of solar position on the surface of the Earth, and ante' means B4 while post means after, just as all great morticians know so well, such as ante' mortem, and post mortem. Sorry 4 speaking of such 'morbid' matters, Mister 1971 Mike McNulty from the CF School of Exton, PAUSAESMWG!!!!! TEE-HEE-HEE.

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[ 18 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	What's wrong?	PAu000724407	1984
[ 19 ]	Mohr, Mark W., 1954-	You call this music?	PAu000998574	1987
[ 20 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Apitamy of harrasment [sic] : pt. two.	PAu001148157	1988
[ 21 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Epitamy of harassement [sic] : pt. 3.	PAu001189027	1989
[ 22 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Long river blues / by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn.	PAu000204017	1980
[ 23 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Love so high / words & music by Mark W. Mohr ; arr. Tom Glenn.	PAu000204015	1980
[ 24 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Morianity music pre-book.	PAu002336935	1998
[ 25 ]	Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-	Morianity tunes of 1998.	PAu002282717	1998

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My life is very real, and it all happened just as I said that it did. Y would I make up such an incredible and totally absolutely mind busting fish story straight from out beyond the purgatorial gates of DOGTOWN itself??? I also fully admit 2 being one of the worlds worst spellers, and (SIC) on my registered Copyright © Office forms show U that I completely misspelled the word of 'EPITOME', which later on after blogging a while, I did learn and manage the proper spelling of that word, YO SS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS lovely K-T-PEE, and also a big fat non Dairy Queen Abseacon, NJUSAESMWG 'WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE' as well!!!!!!!!!!!

Nobody can be directly struck by lightning, and poisoned, and shot in a WAWA convenience store, smashed to slit in a fatal car crash in Woodbury, New Jersey, along with several other car crashes just as fatal, die from fatal heart attacks such as the one that I experienced at the Cifaloglio job site, and on and on and on, and keep coming back to HUMAN LIFE. But let's examine the magical PULL of JIM verses PATTY in all of this. My father would scream at me when we lived together at that trucking rotten apartment, called the CARRIAGE LAMP in Clementon, New Jersey, and he would say, “Quit vacillating, pick a damn horse and RIDE IT, you can't keep switching back and forth from believing religious skit and then running off in the psychic world of the paranormal”. He would also yell at me, “Mark for crissake, this skit'll tear you apart, you can't keep vacillating like this”. Now this was in the BICENTENNIAL YEAR of 1976, and I remember this hellishness like mother ducking puke sucking YESTERDAY, Mister MARCUCCI!!!!!!!!!

END TRANsdimensional & END TRANSMISSION, oh 'weerlld owl-dare'!!!!!!!

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mark wayne mohrAugust 28, 2023 at 9:34 PM
A CHILD ON IDIOT PILLS CAN SEE ONE POWERFUL TRUTH CONCERNING FRIGGIN' PARALLEL EVENT. THIS LAST 2 MAJOR SIEGE ON ME IS ALL COMING FROM TRUMP'S ATTEMPT 2 MOVE BACK A COURT DATE WHICH DIDN'T WORK, TEE-HEE-HEE, AND THIS IS OF COURSE WALL STREET IS ON THIS SUPER RECENT BULLISH RUN AS DARN GLASS WELL, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO PEEPS!!!!!!!

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