Dear Diary Journal Number 0016
3:00 AM, Thursday, November 9, 2023
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
Yesterday was a third straight day of heavy death siege, but not super high, & sometimes I refer 2 that type of junk surrounding me, as medium-high CCOT. Still, it is no fun, just as days that may not B absolute bottom of the barrel days or BOTBAR, yet R so close 2 it such as rounded up and rounded down 1-2 and 2-1 rated days, as well as even some rounded up 2-2's. In any rod slam event YO, my MP4B charts R just about 2 force a really bad deal upon me as the year has an unbreakable 27 X 1 resistance as we all know only 2 well and this means a very horrendous time 4 me lays definitely frikkin' ahead, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, KIND SHERIFF KEN MASCARA; OH GREAT MIGHTY AND AWESOME ILLUSTRIOUS SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JEEZ-LOUISE, Surfer Fonty.
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN
Parallel event simply, and quoting lovely but rotten Mizz Dawn-Marie King here; “IS WHAT IT IS”, and there is no fighting either CITY HALL, nor THAT; oh poopy father, and once pal of my near-distant-cuzz, and also 'must-B-called' Uncle Heinz Gottwald, of the yacht club, across the bay from his Babylonian home at 175 Peninsula Drive and just down the road a short ways from the nationally then famous, “Kaptain Kangaroo”!!!!!!!!!!! He was the “Sally Starr of the New York City area and a wee tad bit more well known; but both were hosts of 'kiddie' shows', such as 'K-K', and 'Popeye Theater'. SO TEE-HEE-HEE, Mizz Lilly M!!!!!! But back 2 the pernt here Mister Archibald of Queens and maybe even Kings, and without any tunes about crazy thing impersonations; parallel event is a powerful byproduct of Einsteinian 'QUANTUM ENTANGLEMENT', would B perhaps quite an excellent way of saying this, huh there Sally & Billy, from 1967??????????? SOOOOOOOOOO, Y make things more complex than they ever truly need 2-B?
I woke up around a quarter shy of three this morning, and out of a wild and extremely unpleasant dreaming interaction. I was living again back at my apartment at 1802 ROBIN HILL at 4th & Preston Streets, in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG. Speaking of being different ages in our 'dreams' than we may B in waking life and how clocks and time in the 5th dimension have no more relatability and reference than they would 4 peeps of the fictional STAR TREK TV-SHOW supposed times of peeps living all over the Milky Way Galaxy yet all connected 4 the most part with each other, nice whittle 'pipe dweem', huh Mister Elmer Fwudddd, YO????????????? The mighty Tom Glenn was supposed 2 come over 2 the apartment 2 help me hook up some crazy electronic equipment, and in the waking world I indeed did have more than my share of lots of wild and nutso electronic stuff 2 put it quite mildly and politely here, Mister Tommy Rowe, of all great jelly's and jams the world over, oh sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In waking life here, he came over 2 this place or winn-joint or apartment once but not 2 help hook up anything other than his own electric guitar so that he could sing over a music track on my song form the great awesome DREAM-WORLDS, called “LOIS FOCA”, standing of course 4 none other than, “LOVE IS 4 CARPENTERS”. The great and illustrious UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT © OFFICE has a copy of this being done on that day, and 2 this day; on an audio cassette tape, hopefully by now, digitally transferred over, or something is making me think this anyway, like WOW MACY STACEY TRUCKS of all magical Astral and Earthly numeration systems of 3-4-7-12-1984 DICE CUBES, and endless REDFIELD SAFET CLUES, coming straight out of Jesus Christ's commanded biblical scripture teachings, YO!!!!!!!!!!! 4 short from now on, that is HIS or Jesus' CBST. I cannot let Mister 1971 McNulty go unrewarded and ignored here, naught thissssssss time, oh lovely Mizz white star hot Erica Luccisnakes, mah'm, so here goes: “AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA”!!!!!
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This computer is super hacked, and even being off line completely, just totally did another document disappearing act on me at 3:53 AM, bringing me 2 a super BOTBUR, & not quite 2 BOTBAR; but I lost an entire paragraph that needs 2-B retyped now, and also Jane Rotten Miserable Witchbitch Slutpants Sleazeweedsdisease just nailed me when the document came back after bringing it up again, and hence is Y those 5-rows R all there. I am now gonna' have 2 try and reconstruct what I said, and it won't B word 4 word of course; as some goddamn stinking HALLS FAWCE has seen 2 that, and I do save every sentence, yet the entire paragraph was LOST. I was getting into discussing my days at 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, and despite telling it B-4 on many prior writings, I was reiterating stuff about my days while residing in the place B-4 1802, & in my home in Mantua, NJUSAESMWG. I was telling how I had found a ton of electronic junk that some may call it, that had been dumped in a wooded area, while out walking my dog, Roseann; back in the spring time of 1980. I had begun shortly after moving into 1802, 2 hook up all sorts of wild circuits and systems with this stuff, and then into my stereo equipment, and eventually my telephone system as well; so that I could even back then, upon rare necessary occasions, record phone calls in very great audio quality. Many wild things were all connected up together in waking life, but in my dreaming interactions, I am in many locales where the systems R even a lot more complex and sophisticated 2 say it mildly. One thing that was accidentally done in all of my magical circuits and invented combinations of electronic circuits, was the creation of my audio distortion removal machine, that literally could take a completely saturated tape from recording at 2 high a volume unit recording level, and remove the distortion completely while still keeping the power of the strongly recorded signal. Peeps 2 this day 40 plus years later still cannot create what I accidentally put together one day at 1802 R-H. In waking life I indeed did have a lot of junk that despite not looking 2 nice, and was kept covered with nice decorative large covering materials purchased by my mom; seemed 2 make magical stuff happen, electronically that is, no genie's popping out of bottles or along those lines, YO. Still, what I had discovered back then, in the world of audio, was beyond amazing on steroids. If I have 2 say it myself, so B it, as I WILL, and gladly, as truth is truth!!!!! Now in parallel worlds, these systems R-4 the most part, a lot more complex and wild than in my waking times at 1802 R-H. Many times I am rearranging a lot of the stuff in various spots in the living room of the apartment, normally by myself, and occasionally with other peeps, or usually with one other person and never the same person. Once within a year or so back and while living where I am now, I was there in a powerful dreaming interaction, and with me was Mister William Griggs who worked with my mother at the then Lavino Shipping Company, or at my mom's job in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG. This guy moved my mom and I into 1802, from our home that we had sold at 112, 5th Avenue in Mantua, NJUSAESMWG. This is when he began always moving us fro place 2 place, and 'YO-YO moving us from town 2 town' so often, as I was endlessly trying, and in total vein, 2 escape my WOMO DEMONIC HELLISH nightmare problems, even then B-4 1986, only the actual damn magical attacks that come out of absolutely nowhere, had not begun until the days after moving into Cherry Hill and Richard Barf-Karpf's nightmare home on Route 70 or Marlton Pike at 1931, on 15 July of 1986. In that dream from within the past year give or take, Griggs was coming over 2 help me with some of my electronic junk and was an expert in that universe and even some type of an electrical engineer, as opposed 2 here where he owned and ran his own company at the waterfront in Philly called the Griggs Waterfront, and 2 this day it is still on my credit files and showing me there presently on my 'Credit-karma' account. Now in last night's wild dreaming experience it was Tom Glenn who was the electrical engineer. He was coming over 2 help me put together some junk that was giving me trouble, and I had three areas in the living room all messed up and was trying 2 arrange some furniture and end tables so that I could place the various machines on top of. As stated, here in waking life, he came over in January of 1981, so that he could take a taped copy of his guitar and copy it onto my open reel RS1500US semi-pro mastering machine, as it was officially called, and the he sang over this with the machine, as this had what was called 'sound on sound feature' allowing an endless rerecording of things without losing what was underneath of it, and automatically blending it all together, or mixing as the term goes in the music-bizz. He also brought along his awesome guitar, so that if I did not like something on the taped copy, he would then redo it, or redo parts of it, as the machine also had a splicing block, or 'edit-all' block that had been permanently attached onto it, near the looping part where the open reel tape went underneath of the numerous systems of the machine. This is all that was done in waking life that day in early 1981 at my apartment at 1802 Robin Hill. But in last night's wild 'dream', he was coming over 2 assist me with my numerous machines that he was such an expert with there in that alternate reality. Only, he did not arrive as he was supposed 2 and got there at the end of the nightmare and I said the nightmare and that will become quite revealing now as 2 just Y this word choice was used. All kinds of hellish stuff however began going completely wrong, furniture end-tables began breaking and machines fell onto the floor, and suddenly I realized that numerous systems were not in 2 different spots in the room but suddenly they were now in 4 spots, and then on top of this, my audio monitors turned on 4 no reason, and stayed on even after I totally took out the connecting RCA plugs from the rear of them, and they began laughing at me and telling me that Griggs and Glenn will come out when they R told 2-B there by the WOMO, and naught B-4, and the naught word came out totally as Mizz Blake said it 2 me in our phone talk from 1983, and it was pronouncing the 'NOT-WORD' as in the word 'astronaut'. Then the sounds of laughter and all other noise halted completely. Then I heard footsteps on the outside stairwell of the apartment system, and it was three men, one of whom was Tom Glenn, and this wild place had us all at the ages that we were back in the beginning of the 1980's, just as Tom and I were when he came over in waking life, 2 do the LOIS FOCA tune. When I opened my door and they all walked into the 1802 apartment, Tom and his 2 pals whom I never ever knew here from my waking life back then, or ever up 2 this very day; oh lovely dream discussing Mizz Carolyn Stoddard of 'Dark Shadows'; but there I know that I had known all of them, and just as we all seemingly know some things in our dreaming interactions, and remember the knowing of it when waking back up. One of them was a nasty mouthed guy who never had a nice thing 2 say and in waking life from knowing Sir Tom Glenn, I know that he would never have been pals with such a mean spirited person, but there, Tom a wee tad bit different 2. He admitted in the dream when I found myself asking him of it, that yes, he did know lovely Mizz Patricia Hollister, and that they knew all along that I wanted her 2 someday sing my song called, “Burn With Fire”. This is where I now am caught up after the wild computer hack all went down, and think that I've told all that they tried 2 make vanish and Potter-poof away into the Hogwarts Structure of Mega gega terra juata Dogtown!!!!!!!!!! HA-HA-HA Apollo-Lucy D-K!!!!! Oh if Jim Burr were here, how he would totally flip out right about now warning me naught 2 ever poke fun at SATAN THE DEVIL. I just love these dark ages!
Then I told Tom how my speakers had just acted wild and nutso, and so he opened them up and began connecting them electronically, into all sorts of wild looking transdimensional oscilloscopes from this alternate universe. I stopped typing just long enough 2 play a very quick roulette game, that one number, the noise number, is powerfully parallel event attracted 2 come out, when a major noise assault comes down or goes down around me; Mister RPL Joe 1980 Sivo, speaking here on this writing of those times, YO sir!!!!!!!!!!!! In just six spins, the 2nd one and the 6th one, it came out, making me a nice whittle fortune and teaching them a nice whittle wesson, and without being wet or used by Hollywood peeps one wee tad whittle bit, despite being LIGHTNING'S WHITTLE BOY, huh there hole driller Detective Transdimensional Eliot Stabler, oh great mighty SIR? Moving on now, Diana's tiny little crescent moon is beyond gorgeous and one of the planet's out there is practically holding HER hand and right next 2 HER, at 5 of the clock this moUUUUUUUUUUUrning, YO!!!!!!!! It is 'twuwee' an awesome sight, 'wessons' or naught, and definitely 'WET OR DRY', YO YO YO YO YO YO. That goddess on the TV show is BEYOND WHITE STAR HOT, and I'll admit that one right here and right now, oh U great and lovely awesome Lieutenant Anita VanBuren!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOO Mister Art Crane Sir, a big fat sloppy “WOW-THAT”, huh ole' boy????? Now back on 'pernt' here, after the wild 5 AM noise interruption, that this prick on a bike, and sometimes his pals with him around this time, up on the highway sometimes do; oh SHERIFF KEN MASCARA, GREAT SIR: So after Sir Tom Glenn had run some tests on the audio monitors, he told me that, “In the future, and in a parallel world, these sounds being generated R a parallel-event 2 world geological catastrophes”!!! I stared at him and upon awakening, I instantly jotted it down, and I may not have awakened if not 4 the DEATH-ANGEL actually waking me with a major right side death angel assault on me, and I recalled what he said word 4 word so B-4 forgetting it, I jumped out of bed and jotted it down, and he said another thing shortly thereafter. He grabbed one of the monitors and heaved it onto his back and was much bigger and stronger in this parallel world than in waking life, and he said 2 me, “These piece of S*** speakers R the reasons 4 many things that will go on 2 happen around U now”. As he said it he was taking them out 2 a truck that these dudes had all driven up in. Now these were the speakers that there in waking life, I had not yet built, as it was not until 4 months or so later from the day that he was over at the apartment 2 sing the 'LOIS FOCA' song, that I had built and finished making those 2 stage audio monitors that were quite gigantic in size, and were used, up until my days with Paul Pedersen, and I had allowed him 2 take them 2 a small rented place below Sir Frank Delpercio's poolroom hall, in the center of town of Clementon, NJUSAESMWG. This is where they ended up and the gods only know from after that since I no longer was able 2 have large items such as that, once I moved out of Sir Guthrie Short's Blue Anchor, NJUSAESMWG mansion, at 231 South Route 73. I believe that both Mizz Dawn-Marie King's doggie Midge, as well as the open reel machine just talked about now on this writing, and that was placed as curettage, outside of Paul's house, when he moved from 8th Street in Pine Hill, and into some place just west of Blueberryville-Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG; that my daughter's peeps came and got both that as well as the dog that was given 2 a farmer who lived right directly across the highway of RT-73 South, from Guthrie Short's mighty mansion near the great cell tower, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, and I recognized them from TV and movies as well as great karate ad-spots, huh there Mister Horse-Bizz Bill of Atlantic City, and speaking of all great fires everywhere, YO, were taken by peeps of me' kid, but cannot of course ever B completely sure??????????? The machine in MC's awesome 2001 DVD movie 'G' looked totally identical and the doggie MIDGE did as well, down 2 the intricately patterned fur dust of that adorable doggie. And Y did they all remove the original stuff in that awesome show with my kid singing the tune with the word 'freaking' repeating throughout the hook of it, huh lovely Patty HHH? Yes fire, hospitals, glen's of Ireland, other GLENN's, wild intense 5th dimensional interweaves, and endlessly unexplainable junk that never quits and on major hyper ultra time steroids, wanna' cut me a rod slam break here, oh lovely Mizz non-McFly 1985 Mizz MARGIE LEO, oh girl????????
So after following Tom and his 2 pal buds down the stairs and asking them Y they were removing my audio monitors, Tom turned back 2 me saying, “The whole world is all messed up in the future in many 5-D locales now, and all because of these wild monitors of yours, they have gotta go, and I've been sent by HALLS FAWCES 2 get rid of them now, whether U like it or naught”, and again, he said that word 'not', the way that lovely Mizz Blake went onto say this 2 me, a couple of years later in 1983, here in the waking world of where I now am typing this out. He then added and I may have a word transposed slightly off but the gist is 100 percent, “great winds will B coming up in minutes, blowing half this world apart, if I don't get rid of these damn speakers, and right now”. Just as he was throwing one of them in his truck and his 2 pal buds were heading back towards my apartment 2 pick up the other speaker, winds came out of absolutely nowhere and the entire truck went up into the air right out of that awesome TV movie we all know and love, “The Wizard of Oz”, and then the entire Robin Hill Apartment system was completely wrecked and it looked like a war zone within minutes, just like over in the Gaza strip right now looks, it would B impossible 2-C and tell the difference, YO, and I just was given another very trucking annoying (yO-HACK) again! Of course attempting 2 correct the Spellchecker system on the yO HACK always crashes the futhermucking stupid rotten program, YO YO YO YO YO!!! After it was all over and right B-4 being awakened here in waking life by Sir Mortimer Mortino the ANGEL OF DEATH, I said 2 Tom while his 2 pal buds were missing in the disaster and only we seemingly were remaining there and in perfect tact 4 whatever the rod slam reason; “Y-R we okay, Tom”? He then looked at me soberly and solemnly and said 2 me, “Patty hates U-4 telling so many family secrets, and will never ever sing your fire-song, U FIREDOG”, and he then he walked slowly away, but turning back upon several occasions, and smirking at me with a monstrous horrendous look on his face, that would make James Storm on the great “DARK SHADOWS” TV-SHOW's worst look, up in 1995; seem nice and friendly, playing the part of Sir Gerard Judah Zachery Styles of the mighty NON-1995 HADDONWOOD-COLLINGSWOOD-COLINWOOD!!!!!!!
World; I won't B forgetting this wild 1802-recurring nightmare, NAUGHT ANY TIME ROD SLAM SOON!!!!!!
Just Y he called me what Mayor Robert Levy of Atlantic City, called me in a parallel world, 'FIREDOG', is anyone's best SJK-guests-GUESS here, and mine included; huh there, Mizz 1980 Mashell Opinion-permitted Daniels, from the illustrious Camden, NJUSAESMWG, RPL Sound Labs Studios???!!!!!!!!!!! And if Sir Tom knew Patty HHH in a parallel universe, and without any east wings of my Flower-Wing involved in it all hopefully at least; what is the true astral connection 2 it all? Do U have a hundred flucking years 2 read me' words, anybody, I think naught, oh lovely Mizz Blake, so let me remind me'
self here along with Sir Elmer Fwwwwuud, that this is a journal; and private diary that is still accessible on the BDC blogger system, and I am only telling my life 2 myself, and not 2 anybody else, YO emmereffing butt wipe Mountainpen, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just Y this wild incredible 'dream' went down Mister Joe Sivo is anyone's best guess, yes, but I know that more stuff needs 2-B told and said now, B-4-I stop this writing 4 this damn glass day, YO!!!!!!!!!! This is naught gonna' B a plucking good day by any gull barn stretch of the imagination, YO, and I know it. First the major computer hack and then the major noise assault, and I now believe that a permanent hack is inside the device and so even when not plugged in, when the system senses a certain amount of UNSAVED WORDS, it closes down. I truly believe this and plan 2 test this later on with gibberish junk that I don't mind being hacked such as Chicken Little went 2 the market 2 buy three buttwipe hens and a dozen runt slapping amota's and Gilbert Bate's and other pals of Beaver Cleaver with annoying phone teases and then along came Mizz Blake and Patty, and all of it, and I never put 2 and 2 together back then after just a few short years since last speaking with awesome PHHH, and on and on with do-dads of junk that can B poofed off all they wanna', as it is only testing out me' newest theories, and without any little adorable MIDGE doggies and 'freaking' song lyrics also getting poofed away, and proving endless other pernts, huh Mister Archibald Bunkerqueens, YO???? Yes Gilbert, whether or naught IO have pigs feet in stock or need 2 cover them with shoes so no one sees them, Brad and I did our share of these phone cranks in 1969, and so that good ole' KARMA WHEEL is endlessly spinning around, so there, oh awesome mighty Sir worthless rotten Mike Soft Spellchecker Mister A. Newton, with actions and reactions of equal and opposite effects, that R always a total parallel event 4 happening, without fail, and 100% of the time! So gash darn gee willagars and whiz-fizz, 2 all and any Manhattan coin dealers, copyrighted in 1988 © musical projects of the Mountainpen, and fantastic television shows soon 2 follow that, in the starting of those great, awesome, and illustrious 1990's; YO ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And yes, AHA-AHA-AHA MCNY!
Now whenever we R sleeping; one way 2 sometimes control an event, has 2 do with basic psychological suggestion and mind control that all psych graduates know about, if they paid attention in medical school that is, and not just there feeding their hormones in collegian coeducational classes. There R some ways by lots of rote practice, 2 give ourselves some suggestions, so that when close stuff happens in dreams 2 those suggested items, which will eventually happen since only so many basic things exist 4 all of us in dream worlds or in waking worlds, and so when it finally happens, our minds will indeed B triggered. When a trigger comes, we can control 4 short periods, some small thing, and when the right things R done in dreams, it will 'parallel event' and or 'TOSE-OUT' so 2 speak, as stuff then that is directly happening here 2 us, while now awake; and I will cite a powerful example now, since this day is about 2 B a doozie whopper bad one 4 me, Sheriff KJM and awesome great President #44 Barack Obama!!!!!!!!!! When in a dreaming interaction, all we need 2 do is know that an event will go our way, and in dreams, by natural mental processes, we never KNOW this, yet we have it within our ability 2 in fact, KNOW THIS. I learned this from gorgeous PATTY HHH only not directly, but through her boy toy Sir 16th Street STEVE over in PHILADELPHIA, PAUSAESMWG one day, back when I was 19 years old, and visiting his apartment near the future transit train station subway stop, 4 the Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG High Speed Line train system, completed in the early spring time of the magical year of 1969. He told me all about this and said that lovely Mizz Hollister had revealed this secret 2 him one day several months earlier. She had no respect 4 'druggies' and 'users', and said that ingredients that were absolutely natural, and added into many greens or veggies as they R called in today's new age times; makes us very susceptible 4 being able 2 accomplish various forms and types of this 'dreaming-control'. Only my daughter knows exactly 2 this day, or I'd imagine that she most likely does, just what those ingredients were and R as this was taught 2 her by a magical lady from the nation of India and personal pal of the awesome and globally famous dude, M. Gandhi himself. 4 numerous reasons, I believe that these peeps were all related also, 2 the peeps who bought out the mighty TRINIDAD HOTEL IN ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG during the times and days of my mind busting search and quest 2 locate and find the awesome ASTRAL GODDESS SSJKK or the great Sarah Krassle, Taren and Reika Gandhi, and part of an outfit called the Sheje Kruppa Company, that most likely is being completely misspelled here, huh Mister A. Newton of actions and reactions. But time does not 'permit me', nor does my 'Uncle Heinz', the great banker of Long Island, and yacht sailing chief around the 'LI Sound', so it would appear from Thanx-2-givens Holidays in 1972, 2 get into all of this; so sticking with Steve's 16th Street Philly apartment in 1974, as well as my visit there, and his telling me about Patty HHH, and their talk a while back on dream-control; this is the entire deal when compressed and condensed and never ever told on blogs in absolute full detail, and now will B. He told me she knew 4 a fact that when we R able 2 do something in a dream successfully, it requires somewhere between 5 and 10 times of this because of the towel seepage effects that bleed through and into the very localized transdimensional hyperspace system, using slightly different terminology and verbiage, and my Morianity merely has been rephrasing what the awesome Mizz PHHH had originally spoken 2 Sir Steve. No, this Steve was real and has nothing whatsoever in any way 2 do with the dude I once called, Steve Wallgreens. This was back in my late teen days of the middle 19-7-DEEZ, and without any teasing billboards yet happening 2 me, YO Mister Cooley Hall High Hell, or other 'HHH'!!!!!!!!!! So laugh that one off, Laurel and Hardy. So he was going on about this with me that day and then told me how he tried what she had said 2 him about how 2 perform this exercise, and after about 8 tries with a suggestive word, he was able 2 remember that he could think and will something if he remembered the word of 'soap-bar' and Y he used that key word is meaningless, but he did, and I remember and recall it 2 this very day from 1974, and 49 damn years up here into the antimatter space. He wanted his cousin 2 give him a gorgeous watch that he owned and had won it from him in a bet only he balked and welched on the lost bet, and refused 2 give it 2 him, and it really ticked him off. So he then causes this dream 2 happen, remembers the word soap-bar, says it aloud, and thinks that his cuzz will now hand over the watch and apologize 4 welching on his bet with him, and yes, he does this, and the dream ends, and after 8 times of this or so, he runs into the dude at the food store there in center city Philly, and pow, the guy remorsefully hands Steve the watch and says 2 him, “Sorry, I now know that it was wrong 2 keep it from U, U won it from me fair and dern square, YO”. If this is true, and I have no reason 2 call Steve a prevaricator, but as we all know, anything can B anything in this world; but if it is so, then he would now have the ability 2 dream he is standing at the counter of any place that sells Powerball or Mega-millions jackpot lottery tickets, and then do this only he is being told he has won the jackpot of hundreds of millions of dollars, and after somewhere between 5 and 10 tries, the TOSE will allow it 2 absolutely filter into his reality,of course he has 2 buy a ticket in waking life, nothing is that genie bottle magical, 4 crying out louder than thunder steroids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, secrets such as these will B let out on times where these sticks simply refuse 2 allow me my constitutional rights of pursuing happiness, and when I am being invisibly tapped with in some mysterious annual mathematical box of MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBARS and in my case at 27 TIMES 1 max-out, then by the coins and the coils of the Astral-Plane, I will strike out with lots of powerful family secrets, and do I believe that these secrets helped my family with many things? U bet your wise butt potato chips that I do; oh STEVE!!!!!!!!
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