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Me' whittle mommy taught me in December of each year while 'gwowing up, Mister Elmer WABBIT Fwudddd'; 2 always send 'thank-U' letters following gifts from family and friends on both the Christmas Holiday as well as three weeks prior 2 that on the 4th, me' B-D, 4 the same deal, and I do not forget me' manners today many decades later. It is the sincere wish of this blogger, the Mountainpen, 2 thank the new Blogaudian-viewers of this blog 4 their interest. Let me assure U that this blog all began after a coworker on a weekend security job in in New Jersey told me that I need 2 tell my story on a format known as internet-blogging, after I had annoyed him during shift change times with my incessant rantings of me' continuous and constant enemy woe-whiz-me troubles and nightmares that seemingly just never quit, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! So I began around the 6th of January in 2006 with this Morianity blogging and with what I called my Morianity Bible, following a first done MB on cassette tapes, back in 1995, and that the great illustrious © Copyright Office, 2 this very day has a copy of the first opening verses thereof, as I made certain that they would, through something that I named shortly upon leaving the great ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS on my 3rd and final time there between 1980 and 1991, and moved into the home of Misses Patricia Meeker, the mom of a New Jersey State Police Officer (STATIE) as some call them, and it was called, “MENTAL-I-CHING”, as back then in 1991, I was absolutely clueless that this is all just exactly how the true and real life (I-Ching) does operate, indeed, it is one gigantic life channel of soul energy, that does automatically energy-transfer; and especially during all of our times in this waking life, of major and significant points! Anyway, despite the CCD and endless persecution by the Blogger Team on some matters; this is a sincere desire 2 greatly thank all of me' Blogaudian-viewers 4 looking at my life story. It was all destined of course 2 go down just as it has, both the events of the story, and the events leading right up 2 the beginning of the telling of that story, AKA the blogs of the Mountainpen, or 4 short, just the BOM. The BOM actually began as the BOB, or the book of the beach, and this needs not B endlessly repeated as the story itself explains the Y and the whats laying behind all of this incredible and super rotten nasty mess, that all seemingly begins right outside of the very GATES OF DOGTOWN IN THE TIMELESS PURGATORY!
The point of the blog now being written on this 22nd day in this 9th month of September and in this 2023 year of '2 kill 3' as we Labbers will B saying up around 25 decades or so in antimatter space, is a quick sort of bringing together of lots of recently both rehashed as well as new stuff, and if U will allow or permit this, me' feeble attempt here 2 somewhat quickly attempt 2 commingle it all together, and in a way that makes it a wee tad bit more credible, understandable, believable, and even logical. Many have noticed my seeming endless life-connection, and especially at the magical Cooley Hall from long ago, into stuff pertaining 2 what can only B labeled the EW (Entertainment World) and so many of its peeps. U would naught B incorrect, only should U mistakenly ever start 2 believe that I am doing this, that I am enjoying this, or that I wouldn't sell me proverbial soul 2 the proverbial devil 2 GET OUT OF THIS TODAY, yesterday if I had Star Trek's warp drive, YO peeps! If U disbelieve that statement, U may as well right now, go straight 2 the “NEXT-BLOG” prompt on the BDC dashboard. U simply R doing yourself, and 2 quote the great mighty islander banker, and cousin of mine, long dead and passed away, the latengrate Sir Heinz Gottwald; “a disfavor”. He said that 2 me' mom in the very end of the summer time in the great disco year of 1979, when she begged him 2 lend her a grand so that we could buy a home in Mantua, NJUSAESMWG at 112 East Fifth Avenue. We managed 2 buy it without his help, but I shan't forget his statement, despite hearing it only in legal-hearsay. Yes, his words went, “Grace, I'd B doing U a disfavor by lending U the money”. He was an extremely austere rigid and very quaint and old fashioned banker, and was just about the most powerful man on WALL STREET in those days, as he was the non-Verizon Senior VP of the world's THEN 2nd largest wealthiest bank, the Chemical National Bank, in Manhattan, 2nd only 2 the ever almighty CHASE MANHATTAN BANK. Still, not 2 brag papa-pal and V-CALL-TEN, but still, all great pinking sheers, NYC fictional police detectives, and marvelous law-television shows, it is what it is, huh there mah'm-Latengrate, Mizz D-M-KING????????????? 4 all the great newbies of Morianity here, this dude lived at 175 Peninsula Drive in Babylon, NYUSAESMWG, which is in Suffolk county on the great Woodie-Guthrie's LONG ISLAND,and yes, is where I actually met me' daughter 4 the very first time at the age of two and a half while me' aunt Ruth Huntington Gottwald, husband of HG, B-4 the remarriage later after her supposed death from a 'FLU SHOT' as we were all told, go investigate that one L&I peeps; aniwho, one day me' Aunt Ruth takes me on a road-trip up north 18 miles or so and that is where the dog-walking and the horrendous deal all went down, as per some of the repressed memories that came back 2 me in a wild nightmare on the 5th day in October of 2008, due 2 being under extreme psychological pressures and living with some distant cousins of lovely Mizz Hollister Neck-throat!!!!!!!!!!! Enough 4 now on all of thisssss, huh there oh lovely Mizz Luccisnakes mah'm? Holy moley holly Molly Hollister Patty 'Strobelightoys Doorbangers', and gee whiz fizz, and then we wonder Y these dreams all started in 1997 and 2 years after the great Haddonwood POOLROY came over 2-C me one magical day? Wanna CUT ME ONE OF YOUR FAMOUS BRAKES THERE, oh lovely Mizz Margie Leo from Caldor Store back in 1985 non-Roof-Dog KINGS??????????????????? JEEZ-LOUISE MISTER FONTANA-L&O!!!!!!!!!!!!! Peeps love 2 blame me and jump all over me, even best friends can let U down just when we go back into 1979 and try talking 2 all wonderful artists named “RANDY”!!!!!!!!!!!! As all marvelous Native Americans may say and only 2 damn ass well YO, “Holy SMOKES”, but the Mountainpen likes reminding folks that he says, and yes, endlessly tries reminding his Blogaudians, that indeed, “WHERE THERE'S SMOKE, THERE'S FIRE, somewhere, but it IS INDEED THERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO,and ha-ha-ha Mizz Thistlethorns Sleazeweedsdisease Notfondauonebit mah'm, U monster and slapper U; U GOT ME REALLY DAMN NON-ZABRISKIE GOUUUUUUUUUUUUD back there in non roof-dog-King 1997 times, only reverse that damn year date 4 years, U witch!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I forgot 2 make me' page blank extra's or me' PBE 4 a shortened abbreviation, and naught standing 4 prior blogged errors, although it most certainly in fact could, oh lovely Mizz AT&T Annoyance Caller Bureau 1983 BLAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAAAAHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, Mister McNulty!!!!!!!!!! Now here is a story that totally kills this poor blogger, the Mountainpen, and in many ways; so let me explore the one coming into me' mind right now, and leave other stuff 4 later blogs, huh! I never saw the episode of those great old 60's TWILIGHT ZONE called, “Night Caller”, as of the year of 1983, and don't start saying that again, as with 1972 and 2008, maybe it wasn't a 36 year repression or gap but maybe U did C the show and forgot, folks, I don't forget TV shows, names and faces I ain't all that swift with, but actual dialogues and show plots, NEVER-NEVER-EVER-EVER-NEVER-EVER, 2 quote our wonderful lovely Motown Queen, Mizz Ross, and speaking here of the 1983 phone deal. That show seemingly predicted nearly the same precise deal that I was 2 prophetically suffer with two solid decades later from the time of the TV-show's air-date. Roughly '63 to '83, and the similarities of it all and right down 2 the very voice, and again the mighty © Office has the tape thanx again 2 MENTAL-I-CHING and me; AX-flip-sided cassette messages. Yes the voice of Mizz Blake and Miss Finch from the TTZ-TV-show R nearly identical, and even what was spoken was nearly identical, it is beyond an off the wall thing, and I hope the goddamn ass FBI gets that music project called “Saga of Songwriter Mark Mud” from me 1983 Atco, NJUSAESMWG musical project, and then pulls a TTZ-TV-show and compares this awesome and unfathomably surreal event here, and sees this all 4 themselves, as it is beyond weird and inconceivable, YO WEERLLD aldare!
Stuff such as these things; the KING 1997 ROOFDOGS, the Mizz Blake 'TTZ'-phone story, and 10-5-2008; goes beyond ten boardwalk railing rock videos from lovely nose-earring wearing Miss Joan Osborne, or however that gorgeous girl may spell her awesome surname, YO. Slob God non-Mountainpen cannot help anyone with his thoughts concerning lovely upline Sarah, only that indeed, U all can poke fun of me all that U wish 2 in the EW forever and ever, but I do know h ow U can C her, Mister EEEEE-Mask! If U-R ever serious, here is what U can do 2 make the Holodeck turn into lots of lines and expose reality far beyond any Star Trek's fictional television shows could ever hope 2 do in their wildest damn dreams. Laugh, call me a huckster shyster crook, whatever may make U happy Mister Mask, or anyone else out here. If U want a life altering reality alteration where literally the lines show up all around us and the program does end, then help me end a multi thousand year old situation, an dI may B murdered 4 this powerful blog, but here goes. If anyone out here, especially U Mister EM who knows this is all real and true, altered by life by cutting me a check 4 say ten mill or any large sum, the lines would appear all around the planet in five minutes of the check clearing. Anyone who doubts these words and really wants 2 meet HER, Joan earrings in the nose or soon 2 follow other rock and rollers, I can bring U the reality of your wish. U end the Huntington Curse 4 me by ending me' sub poverty, and lines will appear all around PLANET EARTH IN TEN MINUTES, and THEN damn it all 2 Dogtown, U will meet HER, and those R naught me' thoughts on HER guys, this is truth, put me under flucking goddamn oath right now, any prosecutor, any FBI agents, come over, the Sheriff knows exactly where I reside, and most likely so do all of U, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
772-489-8625-----house-phone
772-708-3607-----cellular-phone
I do naught answer calls with blocks, I wanna' C just who is callin; YO, Mizz Finch, Mizz Blake, and even LIGHTNING, as she 2 this day has all the codes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll go a step further. I'll enter a goddamn contract saying I have 2 return the money in 180 days if nothing like this happens. Only,. IT WILL, YO!
Yes Dawn-Marie King and family, I am at the point where I make the ultimatum of the millennium 2 prove that the Mountainpen is 100 percent legitimate and ready 2 put all things I speak of here 4 twenty years, RIGHT ON THE MONEY AND RIGHT 2 THE TEST, and as U say it so well, or said it, missy, “It is what it is”, and whoever posted this of U drunk one day at some party back while I was there living with U, hubby, mommy, and others from time 2 time; well, it all happens because things were meant 2, and they go down so as 2 fulfill these destined events, and it is all because of subatomic energetic dots or SEDS that all R indeed perfectly cosmically numerated and when they meet and match, kapow, even out here in 'waking life' whatever the Dogtown this truly is, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posting up at 3:54 PM-----EDST
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