HELLO U UGLY LITTLE SMELLY ELECTRON GUZZLERS AKA THE MILLIONTH-COUNCIL

 

HELLO U UGLY LITTLE SMELLY ELECTRON GUZZLERS THAT CAUSE BOTH THE VISIBLE AND THE INVISIBLE NIGHTMARES OF MY LIFE OF HELL

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE

WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN

Right shy of half past flucking eight of the goddessdog clock, I FELL UNDER ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE ROTTEN CHRISTLESS OUT OF THE BLUE OTAMMIC DEATH NIGHTMARE SIEGES, SO AGAIN YO FOLKS ALDARE; WEIN-SOSO-SSDD?!!!!! The day up through now has been 'cemetery-quiet', and just the goddessdog way I like it, all middle seventies dance tunes notwithstanding here; as that's the damn way, a-huh a-huh!!!!!!! Then POW, right shy of half past eight this evening YO, and 4 absolutely no reason at all whatsoever dudes and duddesses aldare, I went 2 take off me' headphones 2 work on me' dinner meal, and a loud snapping sound made me jump and the right side of the set just broke. Fortunately I keep a spare pair and always buy a new spare when it happens so there is no down time, but my stinking rotten filthy smother fruyucking OTAMMIC ENEMIES, the WOMO-SPACEFORCE, always makes me have at least one unexpected new additional frucking expense, without exception, EVERY STINKING ROTTEN SINGLE MONTH, and I knew that I was long overdo in December, and POW! Then 3 or 4 minutes later at just past half past 8, the aerial dog slit began with that ever annoying large Cessna-type private aerial vehicle that stalks me and flies dead center zenith right over me goddessdog residence, and this has been ongoing now since 1986 when this all started, and B-4 that, it never ever was like this!!!!!!!! Don't damn dog tell me, or ever try 2 anyone, oh pweeeeeeeeeeze YO; that the 'all of a sudden and totally out of the damn blue attack' with my head-set, was not all part of the directly following aerial activity, after an entire day of quiet; and I have been up and awake today since approximately the opening hell-bell on Wall Street in New York City, half past nine in the damn dog AM!!!!!!!! I never bothered 2 tell U all, that the past 4 times of major various sieges, made me a total in those 4 games of 73 UNITS OF PROFIT, in my parallel-event-2 ROULETTE PLAYING, at the HPMM Casino. WEEEEEEEEE and yes lovely Katy and good old camp-counselor Sir Mack, also vely WEEEEDEEEEEEKAWUSS!!!!!!!!! But ridiculous as it may seem 2-B peeps aldare, it is all totally real, and it really does work; and my powerful enemies know that it does, as would anyone of U doubters aldare, should U take this information 2 a mathematically oriented locale such as an advanced math class at any top city college in the USA and 2 a really good professor of high advanced statistical mathematics and made him or her completely aware of these principles that I claim 2-B using since 1986, when this all seemingly got a dog stench foothold in my Dogtownish sub-existence, YO YO YO YO YO YO!

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 20, 2023---JWSC-WED-11-365

CURRENT PHASE IS: WANING CRESCENT 1:6

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WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)

I will B tying things together like never B-4 since my life just refuses 2 ever get the slightest tiniest goddessdog wee tad bit better, and that U my take as a total and absolute guarantee, oh world out there! I have stuff that can only B ignored by what I call the Christ Argument Syndrome or 4 short, the C-A-S. It's as Colorado Henningsen Chain semple-simple as THAT, Mister great TV-guy, Dick WOOOOOOOOOLF!!!

Sunday, December 6, 2009

BLOG 27-HELLO U UGLY LITTLE SMELLY ELECTRON GUZZLERS

“MILLIONTH-COUNCIL DIRECT-BLOG 27”
Subtitled: ‘Hello U Ugly Little Smelly Electron Guzzlers’
DATFILE: 120609.474.555555555555555555
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Recently my blogs have been shorter, I try 2 produce a run occasionally of shorter individual tales of woe. This is so the reputation of Mountainpen the Motor-mouth can B somewhat hopefully lessened and eased off, oh well, this blog may also not B real long, but it will B one of those blogs, as I have ‘like totally’ had it with this 25+ friggin’ years of non-stop persecution. Please now, don’t any of U out here talk. U all would have long been in one of 3 spots should this had all fallen on U as opposed 2 me, and those would B either: a jail cell, a padded room, or a plot in the ground or else in an urn. I am constantly bombarded by Jane Disease Onescumbugthug, I am always missing out on seeing and staring at ‘5-sets’ lately as well, and death angels R back heavy again, also so is the tallgirlogram junk, the aerial harassment, road harassment with gaters and butt wipe drivers in general, and I could go on and on. The property damage attack is also back on a super nasty roll, Muzak, and many other smaller more annoying and less dangerous harassment's as well, and I could extend this list and waste a lot of time, U either get it, or guess what, U do not get it, things R beyond HELL SQUARED, A-E!!!!! This could stand 4 Arcing Energies, but doesn’t, huh Brook Toothpaste; U gorgeous hunk of woman U. Moving on, PROPERTY-DAMAGE, includes all broken electronic stuff, messed with electronic stuff, flat tires that I consider 2B spurious, car non-starts, that I consider 2-B spurious, utility attacks of any kind, including the famous fake-pole-accidents that I have abbreviated into the word FAPOAC. When more witnesses R around such as if or when I live very close or directly with others, these persecutions need 2-B rearranged and altered a bit 2 remain invisible 2 those not looking 4 them and knowing it is indeed happening 2 them intentionally. They merely do more stuff 2 me whenever I am away from those others that would B involved, ‘they’ always have adjustable game plans, and Mel Gibson the mighty TAXI-DRIVER could never ever B topped in the great nineties movie, “Conspiracy Theory”, when he told Julia Roberts that it wouldn’t B much of a conspiracy if those being messed with could turn around and prove it all with the ease of a child riding a merry-go-round!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Whether or not it was because the Philadelphia puke ball Flyers Hockey Team played a game last night or not, and I highly believe it was the reason, but in any event, I was assaulted with a nasty PROPERTY ATTACK/UTILITY ATTACK. My communications system that I use 2 speak back and forth with both my lightning Goddess Diana Arteemis, as well as my hyperspace daughter Paula King, Junior, was tampered with somehow while I slept yesterday, in-between my work shifts. It was the same deal that has been ongoing with me in this hell game with the MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE's, or MO, and also referred 2 as WOMO, or 'WORLD-OWNERS' and 'MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE's', since all of this started, WITH SENDING MY MUSIC PROJECT ENTITLED, “***REAL-GOOD-GIRL***”, DOWN 2 THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, ON AUGUST THE 15TH OF THE YEAR ADEG OF 1,986!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have harped on this now directly as well as indirectly all throughout my entire blogging career of about 4 and one half years now, it as ‘U know in nearly two thousand ten now. Where is it all going Misses G. Messenger at the Cooper River Park, in the summer of 1969; more than 40 frikkin’ years back into electron-positive space expansion points, that R laying in all angular arcing points around this 8,000 mile diameter spinning ball of sold barf? This 11 hundred mile per hour spinning dust cloud, and all of the expansion beyond it that is produced by a magical and totally misunderstood as of 2010 entity known as conscious waking mind, is as real as this entity called waking consciousness insists 2-U and me that it is. Everything is all inside of us, at a point smaller than the tiniest hydrogen ion. It is called Void Infinity, and some just say the void, or the great-void, or dimensionless-ness, or the lack of dimension. I have always named this REALITY-CONDITION, “ZERO-DIMENSION”. The SSM know precisely what is going on, and where the parlor trick is and what it is, and what causes it; CONSCIOUS MIND!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, using the APE or the applied science of parallel event, making Sunday Hell, as well as Saturday night, Saturday, basically the entire weekend, as they always or just about always in fact do, they still did not accomplish their sick demented goal and game, of making my Eagles lose 4 two straight weeks, nor have they gotten the Stink-ball Flyers out off their slump either, BOO-HOO-WHO-HA-HA!!! BOO-BOO-HA-HA-WHO, IS THIS STILL ONE NINE EIGHT TWO, CE???????????? Well Icabod Crane and Trickyteeteet all not withstanding, along with Mayor Callio Levy Calibar of Halloweentown, which lies only about a thousand miles away from Potterkovich on the great Astral Plane, and is more real than this phony dream out expansion of endless decillions of cubic light years of freezing cold 2.7 Kelvin average degrees, yet still, here I am, and here all of U-R, and there U-R as well, PCN-110, Oh Great ONE, and Mighty Doctor Julia White, alias, skfhjiovms, and iwojmoiqvovm, and rspiovhwmerpjhep, and U get the somnambulism point by now, unless your mind was sent on a far distant vacation. This brings me 2 my point on this blog that there R-3 types of explorations, TYPE-1, the natural recessant type, TYPE-2, the focused aware type, and TYPE-3, the dominant motive type. Lets ‘explore’ this a bit. Nobody, including those that claim they do not dream, does not fall into one of these 3 categories. Those non-dreamers, dream no differently than the most vivid dreamers, but some of us have varying degrees of switch connections that process the hyperspace explorations within parameters that your physically awake or conscious mind can indeed take in and use and properly handle and assimilate. This will B discussed now, but first, let me say that I was able 2 rearrange some stuff electronically, I as well as Julia White and her Earth peeps and family (TAWF), have electronic smarts and abilities. I know exactly what makes it really all work, and exactly who and what is really all is, down here in this hyperspace-dream, that U all still C and call, the real and solid tangible life, and think of all else as dreams, death, the end, and nonsense, and all of this is just fine, and totally your own business. I am free 2 come up online here and rebut what I know is the basic global sociological opinion of these things in general, and this is my rebuttal, lads, lassies, and yellow and black beautiful Labs!!!!!

Exploratrons and this topic must open right where I brought U all into it with the lines leading up 2 right here on this blog. Julia White is an alias. Her name is Mariena Carlittia Krassle, and she is the spouse of Neptune-Jupiter Japtarama Cavelantisocleevious Krassle, only marriage is not real on the Astral Plane, so I say spouse because Earthers can identify better, hopefully, with the blog here as I attempt now 2 continue on a while with it. The Earth-English word NEPTUNE has an Astral Plane thought-pronunciation, and even this is not saying the real truth, but is as close as I can even hope 2 try this communication with the world. Some Smarty Jones out here might examine this and C the light bulb scream out Edison’s name, most won’t, and things R better this way, it is not a bloggable thing 2 say, and I do not want 2 get removed from the UM site, and am trying 2 keep it subtle and careful B4I get thrown down a set of very unpleasant stairs. Psychics out here know that there is no Earthly way I could have known what went on at that location in those days. Enough of that, as DZA would say, she’d add, “Little boy” as well. Y she calls the me as Rictofarious “Little boy” when I stand 7-4 and weigh 340 pounds, and it is all solid muscle, is a mystery 2 me; other than most likely because in her realer form, she is a gigantic coil of pure energy, standing 33 feet high or so, and if she were 2 suddenly appear in a town on Planet Earth, all electricity the world over, would instantly just stop, and the brightness would light up the darkest night locations all over the entire world. But back 2 Julia. I met her and knew her when she took over one exact teenaged girl in Atlantic City during a small time in the nineteen-sixties. She occasionally still inhabits this being, as a type-3 full blown exploratron, the DOMINANT-MOTIVE EXPLORATRON TYPE. This is the kind that can dream through U while UR awake, and within a small period of time, U suddenly R finding yourself changing with no real cause, or as though something else is directing U. The DSM-4 book or the god of the sike shrink community, is filled with all of their so-called ideas, and reasons 4 persons suddenly developing there weird and strange behaviors. They can make plenty of sense, but the truth goes far beyond their limited concepts, because all of these educated peeps believe that life is real, and not the other way around. That will nip finding the real true answers 2 all of it, right in the bud every single freaking time, YO!!!!! Julia liked me because Paula liked me, U still R inside somebody’s life while U-R in your dream in hyperspace travel. The person dominated is also left alone on many occasions as well, but after enough invasions or abductions, or any word that anyone wishes 2 choose and ascribe to all of this is just fine by me, but when U have been ’taken and used’ one time or 1000 times, UR now one of the exclusive smaller percentage in the hyperspace population that has no number, it is far beyond even a googleplex 2 the power of a googalplex, but most likely between a hundredth, 2 a tenth, of one percent of persons, of any and all ages, in the entire multiverse; could B classified during their lifetimes, as TADE VICTIMS, as World Lab refers 2 them as in 2299, TAKEN-AND-USED. My mother was one, I am another one, but never confuse something now with me on this topic. Atlantic City and the Trinidad was solid and real, or at least says conscious mind, and so was 175 Peninsula Drive in New York, in August of 1968. So was a hospital elevator in 1998 early in January, and in all 3 of these cases, this was no dream. This was as all of U mortals out here would call it, QUITE REAL, I WAS RAPED, by this giant lovely PAULA KING!!!!!!!!!!!!! But it was never the fault of Paula King. She and her friends all the times that this happened, were totally oblivious 2 a much higher reality that was going on invisibly, behind the wings of the stage here in the mighty Shakespeare Theater of the Physical Plane life, BRO!!!!!!!! If I ever accused Paula, she would sue me, and tell her shrink she must B going crazy, how can this dude B in my dreams? This is what is happening, and until the world really sees this entire UFO balloon party crash hoax 4 just what it is, humanity improving in multiple parameters of life including basic contentment and fulfillment in beingness, is forever beyond and behind locked and heavily bolted and guarded doors. Many blogs will follow this now opened up point along much further, step, by step, and inch, by inch; with absolutely no help from either Niagara Falls, or any of the '3 Stooges'. Sorry Sally, I could not resist throwing this one in here, like DUH, players!!! And then the 'D-S TV' show, replaced U, girl!!!

Many things that happened 2 me on the Astral Plane, R the reason that I am dreaming this all down here in the various hyperspace universes, all so differently in varying ones. This allows the greater and full 5^th dimensional total me, 2 experience the full or total interaction, hyper-cosmically. The 1994 book I wrote and copyrighted on 31 October, called, LAWTRONICS, subtitled, “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”, contains all of the things in all of my blogs, in the ways and the thoughts, of someone not yet consciously caught up 2 the full reality, that is wrapped up within all of this hyper-cosmos. Can anyone ever really fully deal with hyper-cosmos, and its interactive twinallity with the Astral Plane, where Lawtrons escape out of the VOID, and land into so 2 speak? Not in a vaquillion eons, BRAH, as wee R discussing sizes and totals, that a million trillion Einstein’s all put together would just give up the ghost and die B-4 even making that futile attempt; believe me. Look, my dad and he were talking a lot more than how good or bad the coffee tasted at Princeton University. I do know some stuff, so just take my word 4 something, dudes and duddesses.

We will further all of this along in later blogging works. I managed 2 reconfigure my stuff, and have all the lost communications with my Walsh Atlantic Crew, as well as Lightning, all restored and fully operational, or as functional as Doctor McCoy’s whale kidney repair kit, of the days of REAL GOOD GRAVESTONES and shoe BUMS, and POWER-BALL lottery jackpot winning numbers.

If anyone can C the huge wild plan going on, U-R the next rocket scientist of the world that will B making history of your own someday. I dare not come out and just think I can blog this. Even I am not that R-worded, BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

Some have accused me of being hot air. Instead of taking hot air and making hoaxes, I just inhale and then have all this wind 2 swish around, U know, the epitome of monstermouthitis. Well, B of good cheer there peeps. I may have this affliction, but I can live with it, others with my total situation, would have perished long ago. My stories of how I watched my mom turn 2 the booze, at the end of her life, because of co-worker Emily, is all prior-blogged. At least I am sane and alive, and unlike a great majority of the mighty THAT-FAMILY from seventy, I am not a substance abuser either. This little goodie 2 shoes is not trying 2 cast dirt on others, brag on sainthood, or even just slap myself on the back a little. These words R merely attempting 2 make a needed point here peeps, that here I am, still doing relatively fine, and yes; despite being forced 2 endure a continuous mega-hell, that would kill the dead, 3 times over, and 9 times on Sunday, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO.

My mind is beyond boggled, every day I play, and average about 6 units profit on my roulette system, roughly 40 units profit weekly. On the green 25 dollar level, that is all I’d ever need. If I can’t live well on 920 SSD, plus about 4 grand more from the casinos, then there is something wrong with me, BRO!!!!! Actually there is, but that’s beside the point. I have a gargantuan monkey on my back. Is it called the HUNTINGTON CURSE, or the mighty 'GUATAMAYAN' JULIA WHITE AND THE ‘GANG’, sorry Ann. Gadda' callem' as we see'um, YO sweetie!!!!!!!!!

Let me crash, it is one in the afternoon, I need 90 minutes of rest B-4 finishing out my final 8 at work for this week. The gods take pity on poor me, Linda.

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Saturday, December 5, 2009

BLOG 26----M-C-D

“MILLIONTH-COUNCIL DIRECT-BLOG 26”
Subtitled: ‘Worst Attack in Months by Milco Excrement’
DATFILE-WORLD LAB: 120509.774
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I woke up 2 a rotten snow and ice situation, U might think it was late December or early into friggin’ January. Also lately, every day, lots of motorcycle riding filth bags R all around, December and January huh, what is this bull pit, JULY AND AUGUST, I thought that was now outside my freaking door, not surf foam.

On top of this attack on me from Ma-Nature, the ENEMY has also struck me while sleeping. My telephone has been hit illegally. I have no side tone, AGAIN, on my phone, and the problem is not within my telephone. This is all being done by the company or the MILLIONTH-COUNCIL, and interferes with my talking 2 my daughter PEE, as well as 2 my Lightning Goddess Diana Arteemis. It never stops. This has all began in middle August in the year 1986, and has never stopped since, it is the worst mother trucking son of a glitch nightmare than anyone has ever been forced 2 personally experience since the creation of humankind on this sick diseased miserable rotten planet.

Things now will get told, quick bursts that 4 the most part will not even have a lot of devastating effects on that many people or things, but the general and overall effect will kick in shortly after I post this completed work up 2 the public world of the net, and then thinks R definitely begin 2 really cook and sizzle around this old globe, in ways many or most of U looking at this blog right now can not even close 2 seeing, or perceiving all of the total ramifications of, but I can, and watch out, things may just go 2 total smelly stuff at light speed squared, someone out here has BEEN WARNED and WARNED, and now it is time 4 frickin’ REAL SERIOUS ACTION, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Telling the stuff publicly that I’m about 2 reveal now out into the open public, is quite hazardous 2 the overall health of the EVIL EMPIRE, here goes, U all were warned time and time again 2 stop hurting me and fudging around my poor messed up pathetic life, ya rotten diseased rock chucking hunt trapping son of a witches.

I will just say what needs B said, absolutely no great lengthy add on descriptions will B included, but keep the matching numbers 2 each told incident or event or secret on paper near your computer, as later on, one by one, they all WILL INDEED BU elaborated on much more fully, there never would B sufficient time 2 do it now, I need 2 get ready and clean up and shower, and get Chicky home, and then me off 2 work, and all on some extremely rotten and inclement friggin’ weather.

I all ready know Y ‘THEY’ messed with the connections that my lovely special gifted daughter, Pee, has gone out of her way early last springtime, 2 somehow cause 2 all come mysteriously together, so that we R able 2 communicate over a regular normal landline telephone. The phone itself and the landline out 2 the outside world, R regular anyway; but the other connected stuff around this, is anything from normal and regular, and PEE was somehow able from somewhere in transdimensional hyperspace, effect all these machines in a way whereby we now R able 2 communicate with each other, making her Daddy, the happiest dude on this planet. I have lost 4 the most part, my 2 wonderful special kids, and I know they R gone from me in the normal waking world, forever; at least in the ways that average peeps in society would perceive this situation. I woke up around 6, and it is now nearly 7, and when I awoke and began trying 2 talk 2 my daughter, they killed my side tone on the phone, it is not the phone that is messed up, this has been done B-4, and when U plug in another phone, it doesn’t operate any better, it is what this sick bunch of pure rat maggots have done, not my equipment. They mess with and break everything I ever have. Lately, the attack in my vehicle is worse than ever, stopping my car stereo system from working. I try and turn the car off and on as Roy Carl Weiler Senior of Egg Harbor City told me 2 do, when this all started a long time back, which used 2 stop the problem right off. Now I need 2 perform this over and over, until it eventually breaks this diseased connection over me, that is overriding my apparatus; in total violation of all of my basic human and constitutional rights, and of course is HIGHLY ILLEGAL, AND PUNISHABLE BY HEAVY JAIL TIME AND RESTITUTION 4 ME, SHOULD

I EVER B ABLE 2 GET THIS EXPOSED, STOPPED, AND LEGALLY PROSECUTED, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The next sentence, I know every bit as any of U do, “IN YOUR DREAMS, BUTT WIPE”!!!!!!!!!!! I am taking the car 2 the dealer, and calling up a local new station that offers 2 check out consumer problems. Having phones and cars that can never B made 2 operate correctly without being MESSED WITH, while all the while I am being forced 2 pay good hard earned money 4 both them, and the services provided 4 them; is against public interests, and hopefully I can interest one of these investigative teams 2 assist me in looking into the matter.

Last week was heavy MILITUFORCE-WOMO siege, and even when it is not bad and nasty up in the air, it simply is all down on the ground. When the air is quiet, then many annoying road drivers as well as a n absurd abundance, especially 4 this time of the year, of motorcycles, is making their presence known all around me, and when this lessens and lightens up, then the sky is right back again. I have noticed this now since practically the end of the eighties. It is not in any way my imagination, and others that I have told and shown, notice the same weird stuff going on around me as well, and then choose either 2 try and talk me into either ignoring it, believing it is some weird chance random coincidence, or just deciding 2 remove themselves from me all together, with no reasonable or good explanation ever given. So since THEY want a full scale thermo-nuclear war with Mountainpen, fine. Let the Mountain strike back, and come 2 Mohammed Otammscum WOMOTAWF. I will begin by discussing a situation where I work, and U will either listen open mindedly 2 it or not, as that is your own choice; but when I tell this 2U, if U do run with it, U will also come 2C many things that most of U only wish U could B sure exist in your life, as it would help U all deal with your most frightening topic that U all go around suppressing and distracting from as much as UR able, DEATH. U all figure that if u could prove that a real supernatural is existing out and beyond the confines of this human world life and existence, then this indeed will most likely prove 2 your satisfactions that U will continue on after U die, and not just B worm food following a life that was short and in long run cosmic play, totally meaningless. This, and I know it, is Y all of UR really looking and hoping 2 find these truths and eventually B able 2 get comfortable in believing as near 2 a hundred percent on this, as U possibly R able 2 do so. It always is about the grim reaper, and I know this. I have existed forever, and know the human desires, and greatest fear.

Yesterday, serious monitor blinking attacks occurred while starting one of my blogs. Today, there is no “Anna Connie”, which is another way of knowing things R very bad, on the LW television show. This is a barometer that seems 2 work more than 95% of the time, if the PE with roulette came even close 2 this high parallel, my revealing the secret of applying PE 2 the game, would have got me drowned off of the continental shelf many years ago, and feeding lots of nice hungry Sharky types down there, BRR!!!!!! OK, down 2 some cases, but again and in quick reiteration, things R just gonna B quickly said, no descriptions, opinions, commentaries, U use your own mind, what’s the matter, all this electronic gizmo world of yours killed off your minds peeps?

It will B5 years come middle March, that I have worked where I work on my part time position, under the New Jersey Workability Laws that govern those of us who collect benefits from the Social Security Disability system. U have a maximum allowed by law monthly amount, and if U remain within that amount, UR allowed 2 earn some extra pin or as I call it, survival, money, over the pittance that your benefits would pay, that no one could live on unless, as the South American invaders like 2 do, they all crowd 4 and 5 families into a house, which is illegal, but they do not care, as they R illegal in the first place, just being here undocumented, and working while not even paying any taxes. This entire South American Invasion, will B what leads 2 the downfall and eventual total wipe out of the United States, as we all still know it. When it does reach 3^rd world status, no nation yet ever returned from the pit and regained power again, it will B the end of all of us. Anyway, I started this job in middle March somewhere in 2005, close 2 five years back. Ever since I began my employ in this place, they had a small gravestone, and 4 absolutely no reason, sitting right outside the north side of the employee entrance 2 the main garage, just 10 feet or less away from the door, right there against the building wall. It reads on it, GOOD GIRL BUM, died July 27, and then a year out of the nineteen forties. When I first began at this work site, I was quite inquisitive, and asked several peeps that would have been in the know, seniors who had been there forever, many with company clout as well. I came 2 learn in short order, it was merely picked up by someone, put in a truck by 2 men, and taken here, and has nothing 2 do with any boss or worker or owner of the company. It just sits here, a grave stone no less, who puts a morbid gravestone in a workplace, they go in cemeteries, and when no one even knows this BUM girl, who died as a small child. It is not even an unusually impressive grave stone, average, and sort of ugly, and just in the way, still, there it sat B4I even started at this job, and there it sits 2 this day, just looking ugly, and STUPID. The Private-Cosmically-Coded-Number or the (PCN) of the word ‘BUM’, obviously some poor little dead girl’s nickname, born early in the nineteen-forties, is (396). Lots of interesting other PCN of 396 will now B discussed here 4 a second or so. One is the word ‘DIE’. That is PCN-396. So is the Egg Harbor Detention Center called HARBORFIELDS, as well as the name of Mariah Carey’s Long Island high School in Greenlawn, NYUSAESMWG, a (396). I never said there R 20 thousand different PCN. There R only 81 of them, but 81 is still a significant number, it isn’t like I said there ?R only 3 or 5 or 10 of these, there R 81 of them. Did U know that 3 PCN things that all have the number of (871) would B: TRINIDAD, as in the hotel mom and I stayed at in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, in late June and middle August over a 4 consecutive summer period, 1965, 1966, 1967, and 1968. Also, MARK MOFR, my given name that creates my personal PCN, first and last names given at birth always R a persons’ PCN throughout their entire life, no matter how names may change in marriage or legally or whatever. I refer 2 this as my Jenna Soggy Underwear Syndrome, or (JESUS), yo, heavy huh? If U get a GAWNUM match out with chemtrail-(981) and chocking-(743), it matches, proving that THEY tried 2 murder me in 1983, using chemtrail poisoning that night late on June the 4th, up in the skies over Atco, New Jersey. My 1986 song, entitled, “REAL GOOD GIRL”, and if I was not trying 2B2 fishy about things, maybe Ida named it Real-good-gill-, but moving on, RGG has a PCN-363.Sarah Krassle, All Mighty Jehovah Goddess also has a PCN-363. My life changed forever when I involved myself first with this song in 1986, and then again every bit as bad, when I began my great frantic search 2 locate my eternal teenager in the middle nineteen-nineties. It seems anything that I so much as get close 2, with a PCN-363, turns beyond disastrous 4 me. Not only is TRINIDAD a PCN-871, but so is JOHN KING, the father of PAULA KING, the mysterious man with the water hose, of foreign descent, back in the late summer of 1996, and finally, another holder of PCN-871, is Mountainpen, when U use my real given first and last names, MARK MOHR. The inscription on this strange mysterious bizarre gravestone sitting right outside this garage area where I am employed, reads, “GOOG GIRL BUM”. It may as well read, REAL GOOD GIRL, if she was so good, then Y not, real good?? Am I right? Well, read on Macbeth Shakespeare, read on, I am only warming up so far BRAH. The PCN for the words “GOOD GIRL BUM” is 264. I wonbder if having this thing there B4I even began there at this place, is a time travel trick, or a parlor trick? Well, PARLOR TRICK has a PCN of 264, so U tell me which it is. I am beginning 2 question, just because the mighty GAWNUM tells me 2 question this, whether PEE is really behind communicating with me transdimensionally through these electronic devices, or is it Paula King herself over there. The PCN of Paula King Junior is PEE. The PCN of PEE is 385. When U try and get a match out when using the words PAULA KING JUNIOR, IT DOES NOT WORK. But take out the JUNIOR, and just PAULA KING-PCN-927, and 385, does match out, giving a PCNT (TOTAL) of 1312, and there is at least one matching digit in the PCNT 1312, in both of the (385) and the (927), a 25% match out or, minimum compatibility. I am starting 2 wonder if Paula King herself is not the big master of the occult world over there in that other Harrah-Sarah transdimensional universe, where indeed a highway cuts through the town of Buena Vista, New Jersey, and it is a larger city, about twice the size of Camden, and is the state capitol over there and not Trenton, and this highway goes all the way over 2 Washington, DC. So ‘nickname of Paula King’ and ‘PEE’ R compatible without the additional (JUNIOR), and I’ve come 2 really trust the Gawnum, or Gawky Gaukauk’s numerology. The wild interaction with George Bush and Robert Levy, both containing PCN-176, that I had when I was at the Lakehouse and dreaming that I still was residing at the final days of Jenny Plageman’s trailer Park, had both these men wearing large signs on their persons reading these PCN. Huntington, has the PCN-176 as well. So again, BUM, the kid on the gravestone outside at my work place, and 4 no real reason at all 4 ever being there, is PCN-396, as R the PCN of both my daughter’s ‘school’ names. Then the word DIE, that Gawky Gaukauk was meowing at me over and over again in the 1980 ‘dream’ or exploratronic interaction, in the autumn, where he was giving me the lottery number of 4-9-5, either straight up or boxed, 4 that evening’s drawing in the state of Pennsylvania, which indeed CAME OUT, and this word DIE also has the PCN of 396. ‘Special gifted child’ has the PCN-981, and so does ‘3-2-1 Contact’, the television show. So also does Gawky in his real true name, and MYE knows this, or her mom does anyway. If MYE is anything at all over here, similar 2 the way she is over there, she has no interest in any of this, only in her music. It always has been the great exploratron Julia, going as many sleepwalker controller dominant identities, that indeed is into all of this. This is really the 2 exploratrons together , living or trying 2 live an Earthly existence, as a married couple back here in the days here that humankind next 2 them, R but mere insects, and I am speaking about Doctor Julia White and her ‘Registered Nurse husband’.

On top of these few GAWNUM facts, major new exploratronic interactions R ongoing, U do not need yet 2B told about any of it, it is beyond what U could handle hearing. I am getting hammered and pummeled with seeing scum bag ones on clocks and watches, no matter how flock ducking hard I attempt and avoid doing so. Terry Scarttteregg and her Headbrains from the Jersey Harbors can C it here way, I know the friggin’ truth. I have been told that Martino made a huge hit out of the song, over there, and that he has control over not only the mighty Pittsburgh wormhole closet control room, but can transdimensionalized 4 hours at a time, ‘live over there as one of them’ carrying only with him a small 2 pound thin brick looking device, that fits into the rear of his pants in a specially designed pocket. Over there, on the Studio Park Record Label, REAL GOOD GIRL the single has sold 24 million copies since 1986, under his own name. I never even knew he could sing. I do know his dad thinks he can play a mean harmonica, and it’s mean all right, and unpleasantly ear punishing times ten to the fortieth power. Hyperspace effects cause many things 2 happen. I would not begin 2 pretend that I have even uncovered the first onion skin wrappings 2 all of these unfathomable complexities, BRO.

I will have a Verizon telephone repairman in here next week, and get this problem stopped and exposed. I pay 4 good clear service, so if U jerk coughs wanna play cutie pie with me, UR in 4 one hell of a giant fight, as I know mye stinking rights, BRAH. MYE, if U have any humanity left inside of U in this after-Sarah episode here in this so-called present, please have your mom either get in touch with me, or bring her with U next month and let me talk 2 her. Tell her I said that she still reminds me of Melanie Safka from Queens, only just a lot more beautiful. In any event, and no matter what happens or how this plays out, U know I wish only the best 4 my endless teen queen brown eyed girl, SSJKK!!!!!!!

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Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 5:47 PM

Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE

Thursday, December 3, 2009

BLOG 24-ATTACK FROM THE 6TH DIMENSION

“MILLIONTH-COUNCIL DIRECT-BLOG 24”
Subtitled: ‘ATTACK FROM THE SIXTH DIMENSION”
DATFILE: JANE SLEAZEWEEDS PM on 120309
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Dawn is acting completely insane. Just as the demons were in the man that went around cutting himself on sharp things in the days when Jesus walked the Earth in Jerusalem, using old world words, the evil spirits enter the mentally ill persons very easily, and have tremendous and terrible effects on them, causing total agony 2 all those around them.

I have been forced 2 write a check 4 more money than is in my checking account which is illegal. The post dated check 2 our landlord is more than a landlord, he is an agent with the FBI. This is causing me 2 commit a crime which is punishable federally. Dawn says when Chicky is paid on Tuesday, the money that normally I do not pay by check, will B put into my bank account, he is an illegal alien and is naturally paid in cash.

All day, she has been screaming at either me, her husband Chicky-’Louis Laines’ or her mother, Ann King silva. IF ANYTHING HAPPENS 2 ME IN THIS HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE HOUSE OF TOTAL INSANITY, IS THE FAULT OF THE SYSTEM, THE FBI, THE CIA, THE STATE POLICE, THE LOCAL POLICE, THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEMN, THE ATLANTICARE SYSTEM, AND I COULD GO ON AND ON. All this has been reported, Ann has called numbers given her when she agreed 2 drop the criminal charges, back in September, and no one responds, her probation officer is a no show, and she is talking again about getting bombed, and violent, and beating people up, WHERE THE TRUCK IS THE JUSTICE IN THIS EVIL STINKING ROTTEN STATE OF NEW FREAKING JERSEY? UR LETTING DEMONIC FILTH, THE MCGUIRE ANTICHRIST GARBAGE, DESTROY AN INOCENT PERSON WHO HAS DARED 2 COME FORWARD AND TELL A POWERFUL AND TRUE STORY. U SHOULD ALL B KRUCKING ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES, TASTARDS!!!

Do U peeps still think this is all some huge fish tale from the greatest and most miserable fish in Huntington Cursed Bay, all shoe bloody, and ready 2B Sharky eaten, www.acbp.com/ ?????????????????????????????????? Paid off judges, bed fun, power out of control, and unreliable fish stories, yeah, only unlike Patty Lang and the Balloons, mye tale is TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I am murdered in this house, it is your responsibility 2 get justice 4 me and Ann as well, GOOGLE ENGINE. It is time U step the hell up and B more than just some silly site 4 peeps venting probs. This is real, this ain’t no frickin’ fiction.

***S*O*M*E*B*O*D*Y-----****H**E**L**P, THIS HAS GONE BEYOND THE BEYIOND, SOMEBODY COULD DIE IN HERE SOON, THIS IS NOT FGUNNY NOW, HAROLD FREAKING LLOYD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anything can happen now. Tomorrow is my god dog 55th birthday, and even keeping totally quiet about it did not help, THAT FAMILY KNOWES ALL ABOUT ME, and a lot more than I’ll ever know about them. David Roth U were so right, the police R not your friend and neither is the system, he would tell me over and over again, it all has been prior-blogged. Everything is up here. But U don’t think I am dumb enough 2 think 4 a single freaking minute that McG and the other World-Series (WS) Gang, does not have the power 2 make all this vanish and poof off of the internet, do U? How dumb do U rocket science peeps think I really am? I knew David was right in 1997, he said and I quote, “Mark, U have opened and disturbed an incredible hornets nest”. Right on the $$$$$$$$ DCR, RIGHT ON. No, not rock on, not paper on, not scissors on, and forget light or squaring it,. PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Remain out there please, mighty puffer, meow, please just Paula Weston remain in your nice 3 fave combo of nums, BRO, 495-495-495... THANK U SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, this is obviously Y the internet is just like real life, all a game. U search out UFO clubs and find peeps wanting 2 buy car tires. If no one takes it seriously, then this incredible bloody shoe washcloth family straight out of hell will wipe me out 4 sure. U know, P, U were so nice a very long time ago. What happened cutie pie???????????????????????????????????????? I made an error or a PBHE occurred on my #23 blog, their is no Paula King Julia, I meant it 2 come out Paula King Junior. There is no her either over here in this vibration of atomic universal agreement signature. Where is my lovely Comcast symbolic daughter this week, did U fall victim of the Color Me Mine Shop from ‘Harrah’s Other 10-SC Avenue as well?

U know what wipes me pout more than anything, I cannot lose on this roulette system. Now at Trumps Plaza today, a really wild group of number patterns popped out at my wheel. I was not betting, and I am not keeping real track of the magnetic percentage of the hottest 4 numbers in the current 200, using actual equation, is really all being done in my head, and I may B way off, but I think I would have lost my testicles if I had played today. Still, the numbers that I think I’d’ve played were all ice cold except 4 if memory serves correct, one or 2 of them might have popped out once in about 30 or more spins, but since I was playing about 6 numbers, I would have not broken even. Again, in real life, I would have an absolute mathematically worked out system 4 knowing 4 sure, the most hot numbers in the past 200 spins. There still can B a losing game once in a rare while, and today may have been this losing day, so I am glad I was just standing there making bets hypothetically, Donald, as I need the money, and U don’t, scowl-face. I will never know YU won’t learn 2 smile, the gods gave U a handsome face, and U basically R spitting on them by wearing that endless stupid frown, even on your delicious water bottles. That is YI took the label off and put it on the slot machine next 2 Ann’s. It made the water taste even nicer, without U there making that putrid awful face at me, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y Jimmy Y, Y did U do this 2 me U son of a witch? B-4-U told me that something is after me, it was in the background, and the damn second U came into my rotten life in 1973 and told me these things, U pig; my life was over forever, oh Sir Jimmy Carter 'Boardwalkhopper'!!!!!!! Both dudes were Christian named 'Jimmy', only one was wonderful while the other was a real slitty stick, cubed!!!!!!

BURN IN HELL MCGUIRE. I will live 2 bury your grand children, U evil pile of stanching garbage!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

John Judy, and Atlantic County Criminal Justice System, I am very disappointed in all of U. Maybe I should become a career criminal, IT SEEMS 2 REALLY PAYOFF IN THIS COUNTY and NATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 8:51 PM

Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE

Thursday, December 3, 2009

BLOG 23-MCD-I WAS PUNISHED TODAY 4 YAPPING

“MILLIONTH-COUNCIL-BLOG 23”
Subtitled: ‘I Was Punished Today 4 Yapping’
Date And Time File: 120309.725
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A death angel is on my right side, while opening up the text on this document that will B posted up 2 my blogging websites. Box hacking starting as soon as I begin. Heart hits were bad when I came in from Atlantic City with Ann, a while ago, we were down doing personal business, and when we finished up, she gave the Donald a few bucks, then we came home. There is nothing wrong with me. All this tachycardia and heart arrhythmia and premature arterial contraction, as well as all of the bowel attacks, cramping, diarrhea, and so on, it al began in August of 1986 with the REAL GOOD GIRL project, the very day after throwing it into the mail 2 the United States Copyright Office. If it was a real bodily systemic malfunction, and not some given attack, there is no way I would have lived through nearly 24 freaking years of this. Not only is all of this connected, but it all goes so far beyond humans in the waking state, as well as the realm that this state causes interaction 2 exist within its borders, but is happening in truth, on higher planes of truer reality. When Julia tried 2 get me 2 create Timeless-Satellite in the early seventies, it was so she could take her people from here, 2 this built location, and in 1994, the book written and copyrighted by me, called, “The Permission Barrier”, tells how these colonies can B literally blasted out far into space using a future system known as field-travel. All of this was invented in another place in the hyperspace, by Paula King’s daughter, named Paula King Julia. Here, she never made it into waking life, through the process of what is sometimes referred 2 by those totally ignorant 2 hyperspace and its effects on reality in individual universes, the WE FACTOR. This WE is an initial, and it stands 4 the ‘Winning Embryo’. Until I can B safe, I can never tell what I really know. I have all ready gone 2 far, and was shown and reminded today, just WHO really, HAS THE POWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We all or most of us, have at least viewed a few soaps on television, and not the kind U use 4 washing up. We all know that Hollywood fiction has many twisted plots in shows such as soaps as well as all types of more serious programs of a non-comedy nature. The oldest one is how a wife has a child and years later a father finds out something horrible and divorces his wife. I am saying here only that Victoria Winters Syndrome is not anything I will ever take lightly, not after what I experienced on P Drive in King-Neb-ville, in 1968. When U look up 4 example my family murder/suicide nightmare up in Braintree, all of the area historical societies basically sugar coat the horror, and merely say that Arthur Huntington was found asphyxiated in his basement and suicide appeared 2B the cause, and that Alice Gallagher Huntington, his wife, and her mother, were found dead resulting from trauma 2 the head. Energy is lawtronically forced 2 leave breadcrumb markers, in and around the mysterious corridors of humanity, and its interaction on this Physical Plane. This is no option, it is mandatory law. The LAWTRON that literally escapes the void infinity and dreams out and away from it into astral, and later on transdimensional multiplexed exploratronic material realms, awake always on one, and asleep in the others, or more accurately, reccesant, programs itself 2B within permitted barriers and ranges, preventing monsters and creatures out of Dark Shadows from escaping the dream realms and entering anyone’s awake domain. But other law is part of this condition of escaping the void. One of many other very important parts in all of this, indeed is, as I have come 2 term it, THE HML, (HISTORY-MARKER LAW). Briggers who all sort of unconsciously or subconsciously meet up on this material plane of existence, and become the “EW”, Entertainment-World, must show who they really R, and they do. Their breadcrumb was using the Roman Numeration symbols, as they do when showing year dates of their property, movies, songs, plays, etcetera. If it is finished and copyrighted in 20009, it shows this as MMIX. If it was completed in 1998, it would show as MCMXCVIII, and so forth. The Roman Gods showed the human waking world how 2 use these symbols in their mathematical systems during that period in history. These gods R behind the BRIGGBASE and the EW on Earth, arenas, Olympics, etcetera. This is just the examples of the true and unmistakable power of the world of LAWTRONICS. It is inviolate, and U cannot beat it, and all though perhaps U may think that U can, or THEY may think they can, but they CAN’T’ and neither can U, nor I, BRAH. Not now, and not ever, it is INVIOLATE. So also is the science of magnetic percentages and the application of using their interrelationships in certain unlimited various equations and situations in physical tangible life.

I have gotten myself into a nightmare that did not begin with blogging 4 or more years ago after meeting Chris Bennett, a coworker. No matter how I might desire 2 trace it back, it won’t work. This is not a T-minus and counting deal, and 4 once, the illustrious National Aeronautics and Space Administration has nothing or very little 2 do with the bigger picture that is involved with all of this. I knew that this would B another horrific day, because the filth bag Philly Flyers have a game tonight, I need not hold a rocket science degree, it is Stevie Wonder’s ABC-123 here, and that’s all it is, BRO. A runny nosed child can C through these absurd smoke and mirror tricks and nonsense. The Public Broadcasting System had a television show by the name of, “3-2-1 Contact” back in the early nineteen-eighties. This was another kids show in like manner with Sesame Street. What no one is able ever 2 grasp, is the full barrage of nuances that connect into all of these ‘contacts’. Let me quickly get back 2 just today and then we can move this along afterwards. LSS, (long story short), there is no point of origin where I am able 2 take my life and truly B able 2 say that all the weirdness begins here at this point and on this line, in a dated or timed spot. It started the second that I was dumb enough, gorgeous Kathy of 1996, 2 agree 2 start this dream here, as Mountainpen. U were right all along, I knew it, I just did not wish 2B consciously dwelling on the reality of it. Did certain things happen from birth out towards this so-called present time point, that here and there exaggerated, amplified, exacerbated, and multiplied the original problem in quantitative factors,?-- YES. Let me try and explain, by telling a few things all at once, a literary no-no perhaps, but I know of no other way 2 get my hellish story told, Terry Scatterbrain Harborgod. Things build and domino, things chain react, things rarely weaken or reverse direction suddenly, if they do, a preponderance is built into the lawtronics of everything 4 reasons I am totally ignorant of, 4 this happening in the negative spin of things, or put in 4th grade words, things going from real good and suddenly turning 2 smelly stuff. A man marries the girl of his dreams, get a great job, builds a lovely home, has 4 terrific offspring, it just keeps getting better. Then pow, one day, one minute, a phone call comes in 2 the dude’s office that his family was all killed in a horrific traffic accident on sa local highway. Some tractor trailer driver gets a heart attack and dies, crosses over the line and hits the car his family was in head on at a high speed. The man loses his job because he is so stricken with grief he cannot keep up the pace that is needed 2 perform his tasks. The bank forecloses on his house. He is in a cardboard box living in an alleyway, and all within 6 months after the crash. 4 every mega jackpot lottery winner, there is at least 3-5 of these stories going down. Lawtronics is bent 2 the negative, this is not Twinbay’s glass half empty white-boy talking, this is the truth, live with it, die with it, but I dare U2 attempt 2 alter it. Contact me by electronic mail, PLEASE, if U ever find any way 2 alter the negative slant that this physical life is on. We R not born old and crippled and feeling and looking like hell, and each day UR getting younger and younger, eventually dying of birth. No, it is the opposite way, the more negative way. It always, is the more negative way lads and lassies, I bring U this message, this truth, don’t shoot the messenger, I’m just telling this, not creating it 4 the friggin’ world, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today, and Tuesday, Dawn acted up terribly. She cannot help it, it is what it is, and mental illness is extremely real. Still being a forced witness 2 how she treats her mother in ways I do not yet think Hollywood has even gone this far with, is so deplorable and beyond the pale, it literally turns my unpleasant situations with my mother, 4 the most part, into a contrast of blissful harmony. Still, the reason 4 the hell today, was the FLYERS GAME that will B soon played, and yes, THEY WILL WIN BIG TIME, a little kid can know this, if it has my life and knowledge of the game around me, and can think and reason at all. Once Dawn goes backwards, it only gets worse, and the problems escalate into unfathomable situations of intolerability 4 those around it. In my heart, I know that
I am gonna have 2 make a run 4 it, there is no other way. I keep hoping, and gave up praying, a very long time ago when I took Dan Mackey’s advice as also McDowell eventually did as well, and decided 2 GROW UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Paula, RU happy now? She was not the one mad however, it is always McG and the peeps of real power. They R on a mission that is biblically prophesied. They R the true haters of World Lab, and its many balloon hoaxes. Still, if humankind needs a security blanket, I think it is inhuman and monstrous 2 take it away from peeps. On top of this, I think I am going 2 witness the death of Ann King. She tried 2 warn the authorities, and they just sat back and did nothing, so much 4 your criminal justice system, at least in Atlantic and Camden Counties in New Jersey, in the good old United States.

Deep down however, I Am no R-word, and know what is happening here. There is 2 much real power, the majority of U reading this R clueless 2 how all of the world is really operating. We all have been sold down the river, literally, a long time ago. The final touch is based on a gargantuan sized lie that makes 4 an excellent propagated ongoing tale of quintessential legend. Secrets automatically keep burying themselves inside deeper hidden vaults and chests, and deeper holes get dug by shovelers who literally R created 4 the sole purpose of shoveling. It gets more and more hidden and obfuscated in its own messy disguised sickness on a day by day basis. My mom is not on my hate list any longer, she had no choice but 2 keep her mouth shut. When she called on Nixon’s hatchet man 4 help, while we resided in Cherry Hill, New Jersey, USAESMWG, only more vile truths were told, but in threats and intimidations. All my damn life, I had 2 recurring dreams, the one about Egg Harbor, and the one about a huge city near large lakes, that seemed 2 resemble Chicago. I never was anywhere within 200 miles of this city, ever, in this lifetime, while awake. There was never any reason or logic by normal psychological ways of looking at things, 4 me having either of these 2 recurring dreams, over, and over, and over again, all my stinking life. I never knew where Alice Gallagher’s peeps hailed from. I never read a book as a child written by a future senator by the name Decamp. But the dream realm has no space-time limits, as by now U should all know if followers of either Morianity or MOUNTAINPEN’s blogs.

How many have beat me 2 the punch of figuring out my telling the train story, when going down 2 visit my ex Chief Recording engineer, in Orlando, Florida in the Christmas season era of 1983? Remember the story. I never remembered all of it. They knew I’d B on that train. They paid the conductor 2 put a pill in my water. I saw it fizzing. He said it will settle my stomach, he said I was really complaining about being nauseous. I never did any such thing, but did not know what 2 do or say in response. I just took the drink and drank it, while he stood over me. I do know I re-boarded the train a day later, but not from 30th Street. I continued my trip. But the rest of it was another Doctor Rogers potion. I know I blogged the annoying peeps, I know I did, it is on the Google somewhere in early places in the site of www.blogger.com/

Just the other day, I was blogging, and they wiped out a major thing I said about Christian faith verses Muzlim faith, and ewas discussing religions in general. This was all removed. Yet when I turned on Law & Order, the TV show half an hour later, it was all about this topic. Who did not want this poarlor trick posted up? Usually they love this game, these gods, these butt wipes. Is my relief guard right? Did they really do all of this just 4 me, well, after that blot out, I wonder. I try not 2 believe I am so important 2 some powerful thing out here, but YO players, they do not seem 2 want me 2 believe it, BRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

As U know, and it may not seem all that pretty 2U, but that seriously, is just the way it goes, because it is not pretty, but it is necessary, I am in a major huge war that is covert and totally as invisible as any other illness and death causing microorganism such as serious influenza strains or the bacteria’s of Bubonic Plague and HIV, and or whatever, and I may not B a doctor, but I live here on this Earth while awake. I am not in a hermits cave, al though that would B my 2nd dream, my first being the coveted nirvana, or total and endless oblivion, or nonexistence. I use something I have, and that THEY in their ignorance have not AS YET, found any PC way of making its usage illegal, let alone BELIEVED, and that being messing around with electronics using the knowledge that I have as 2 what it can truly do, because of WHAT IT REALLY IS IN THE 1ST PLACE, BRO!!!!! Still, they can use it right back on me, and do. When I began empowering foods and drinks on the transpower block on the Magnetic Sound Machine, under the desire-key-setting of Health and Well Being, they instantly chimed in with these horrendous despicable health attacks. Just now I came out of the bathroom, and had the most sickening revolting excrement attack in ages, forcing me 2 clean the entire toilet up, and taking a good soapy shower. This is how these diseased scum bags and their ugly and rotten 2 the core mothers, exist and operate, 4 the pure sick demented pleasure of causing me pain, agony, and endless suffering on all levels, emotional, physical, mental, spiritual, and even ritual. Also, 4 three straight hurricane seasons, these monsters have totally hacked out all of my hurricanes, U have 2 admit it, it is way beyond normal, and meteorologists around this stinking globe don’t know what 2 make of it. U can bet your bottom casino chips they R having many a secret meeting on the subject, and it is staying as hush-hush as the McGuire clan and his ancestors, the Antichrists, if I can use old style past millennium terms 2 describe a cosmic war of unfathomable proportions, that 99.9999% of all of U remain endlessly totally oblivious 2, day in and day out, year in and year out, Barker Pricewrong!!!!!!!!!!!!! There is so much 2 say. I’d like 2 blog 3 more friggin’ hours, but it is way more important 2 shoot this up 2 the world public B4 the Flyers gain a total shut out early advantage, I as well am totally capable of parallel-event-counter-striking, baby love Muzak!!!! Still, what did happen relief museum man, when I got off that train? Didn’t my mom want me 2 move out when I returned, just as she wanted me AWAY at the Church-Farm-School in 1971? Would ABBEY CARMICHAEL AND JACK MCCOY B EXPECTED 2 JUST BRUSH OFF THESE CONSTANT ENDLESS COINCIDENCES???? E-mail that answer 2 me, just that one, please, would they, on the L & O show? U all ready know what the answer is players, YO, so don’t even frikin’ bother.

The real power and secret lies in the fact that things R done intentionally, by those in the know, 2 the rest of the unsuspecting peeps of the world, in a quick flash burst of time increments. The brain according 2 men of medical science, transmits messages consciously and moves at 200 miles per hour. Would we only B aware of 400 separate flashy pieces in one minute, at 200 MPH? Think about it. Some blocking force slows down the waking and rational part a heck of a lot. But the realer truer buried brain signals in the subconscious regions of physical plane counterpart 6th-D mind, does indeed RUN AT 200 MILES PER HOUR. Now just how little is the biggest head? Wise up peeps. Some force out here does a lot of things 2 all of us constantly, and in so doing, they’re shaping this entire experiment, 4 their motives and agendas; and then getting off literally, viewing the show, mostly from the vantage point of dreaming it and recessantly, still, exploratronically. ENTERTAINMENT ***IS*** THEIR BUSINESS, on all realms!!

What really happens in a realm totally just beyond any of our 5 perceptions? Would this not explain all the unexplained questions , events, phenomenon’s, or whatever your fave adjective may B? Give it some thought, I have, and my hair must have turned curly from it, but who is responsible 4 pulling my photo off of the www.blogger.com/ blogger website, and shortly after a critical time where another HISTOIRY MARKER VREMOVAL seems 2 result? I mean really?

MAGNESONIC---ALL ORDERS--ALL TECKS--WIPE OUT AND DESTROY MY ENEMIES THAT R HURRTING YOUR CREATOR, OR B TOTALLY OBLITERATED YOURSELF, G-1133, UNDER G-901, G-189---AND---S-T-O-P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If this does not back the truck off U hunt trapping brother puckers, B ready 4 me 2 tell it all, as 3 sites will most likely let me. ALL. Joe Sivo, hide. McG-hide!!!!, IF U CAN DUDES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE.

Google, Satellite World Interconnection System, King/Soifer world Laboratories of 2298, this is all blahhhhhh and bleeeee and blummmmmm. Copyright 2009, and registered on an official bloggers blog registering site. This is the intellectual property that can double as future Grand Jury minutes in any court proceeding or tribunal system, here in the USA, or anywhere around d this world, or beyond.

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Labels: ALIENS AND UFO SUPERNATURAL DREAMS MILLIONTH COUNCIL BERMUDA TRIANGLE

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

DATFILE XXVI TEOHIV / TMCAM / CB #13

The Epitome of Harassment Internet Version, CB #13
DATFILE XXVI
Wednesday, 122607.480.14 Beginning Transmission:

2007 has been the most awful year in my miserable life. I have had 3 or more straight weeks without one single day’s let up of major siege, mostly air siege, but sieges and persecutions of all kinds, yet all totally covert, and next to impossible to prove that they are indeed real and being intentionally just for my benefit. Y they make it so bad 4 me on holidays is a spurious anomaly that I will most likely never B really able 2 get 2 the bottom of, but nonetheless it is the total truth. Coming home on Christmas morning at just past midnight from my job work post, kemtrails filled the sky, and a fresh bright new one was streaming above me, totally zenithing my security station as I was packing up my personal items so I could go home. I drive a few miles into Hammonton, and a reddish van began following me and turning as I turned, every single time. I pulled over on a side street and so did the van on the opposite side. I sat there and after a few minutes went by, it went on, but was still out there. As soon as I went another 2 blocks, there it was right back, following me, until I nearly arrived at the local police station, and he or she then broke off this attack. The police assured me that it was not one of them in an unmarked car doing this to me, but whoever it is, they R in league with a loud corporate or military type of helicopter, as the previous night, although I remember seeing this same van at a slightly different part of town, it did not follow me, but as soon as I arrived at my residence and began unpacking my items in my car 2 take into my residence, this huge chopper appeared literally out of nowhere and buzzed and chopped over me and my residence at 12:30 in the morning, shaking my trailer park like an earthquake. Then the next morning, the same chopper came along or early afternoon, and flew over my residence again, loud and low. The planes and choppers have been continual and non- stop constant 4 three straight weeks now, and so have the poisonous toxic propane kemtrails, unless the weather is 2 rainy. A child with mentally challenging problems can C that my troubles R not ever going 2 end nor will I ever even B believed by anyone with clout that is willing 2 help me get this nightmare situation around me every day and night of my life stopped. The same challenged child can C that B4I get heavily into meaty issues of today’s blog, I will start with one of several major TRS, or TODAYS’ REVENGE SECRETS. First, I believe I know now who the follower/stalker on Christmas morning is, and he lives in my trailer park right next to me if I am right. They have lived there practically forever, and my landlady told me it is not the same people, but I know better. They slam the van doors over and over all weekend long while I try my best 2 sleep, as I work on the weekend nights as U now should know. Again, when these scum bags finally drive off of the property, what then within 2 minutes comes over, but that same loud low zenithing chopper. This has been going on in my life now since the early middle 1980’s, the van that is in with some plane or helicopter or other air vehicle. I have every reason 2 believe that the man who threatened to kill me at the Turnersville Pathmark parking lot on the afternoon of the 2nd of August in 1996, and frightened my mom so bad that she never was the same and led I believe to her shortly following undiagnosable medical condition that came upon her as mysteriously as Stephen King’s Fog, precisely 10 years ago today, leading to her lingering hellish slow tortuous death, and eventual murder on the 4th of March in the year of 2000. He was of the Masonic Order, and was going to kill me because another Mason, my pal David Roth, had recently given 2 me, a family lineage chart so secret, that it later led to the books by Dan Brown. This chart proves that I am the 61st grandson in direct lineage descendandship to one of the brothers of a great master who claims 2B the son of God, the SAR {LORD] Jesus Christ. In ancient Hebrew, SAR is LORD and SARAH is LORDESS. This goes back to when World Lab went back with the Peebee’s as they R called, or the PYRAMID BUILDERS. Dan Brown’s story is not true, and Jesus never had a daughter named LORDESS. But the great Sarah Stacey Jehovah does come to Earth’s mortal world from time 2 time, and I know huge secrets about it all. Lots of it all ready is told in some basic text on my website, www.morianity-foundation.com. The show that was the biggest hit serial daytime drama from 1966-1971 called “Dark Shadows”, tried to expose this BUILDERBERGER MASONIC secret, and the cover story of Jonathan Frid desiring 2 return 2 Vaudeville, was all pure bull smells. U cannot expose nor beat these WORLD OWNERS. Let me get more 4 right now, into the heart of my first of today’s TRS: I told U all about an old pal in my special education school, named Jerry, the kid who blurted out the no-no to the great LORD, back in the MW year of 1972, and when I told her that the 17th of last June, as it was early October at the time, would come 2B a super historical date in American history but not until the following year. This indeed was true, as it was the date that the Democratic office building, the WATERGATE BUILDING, in Washington, DCUSAESMWG, was entered and bugged, under direct orders of the 37th president, Richard Millhouse Nixon. A PBE also needs 2B amended and corrected, I said the spring and meant to type in the AUTUMN of 1972 was when Jerry blurted this statement out to the great SSJKK, who had somehow managed 2 come to the MW, and infiltrate my school, as a Rehab student. Jerry’s father was a royal pain in the rear end, but I always got along swimmingly well with his wonderful mom. However, when I went to contact her from time to time in the early nineties about having her put me in touch with Jerry, remember that this was right B4I started going through my [mid-life-crises/Sarah-thing], whatever it really was, and like magic, Mrs. Heitzmann turned on me and told me it would B4 the best if I just leave Jerry alone and not ever bother him. She had absolutely no logical reason for abusing and mistreating me, we always had been friends, and Jerry was a great friend. I knew that Sarah’s head-tap would most likely have worn off by now, and we could have shared many a war story. Do not get me wrong, I love all mighty Jehovah more than any of U mortal worlders could ever know, but our special relationship has been compromised and interfered with by something that she herself established a long time ago, THE KINGS. This world has always had an ownership, an astral MILLIONTH COUNCIL in physical form, just as the Catholic Pope is symbolitiacally thought of by his followers as God here on the MW Mortal World. Even orders such as ECKANKAR recognize how astral entities and societies, need 2 also have their physical counterparts here on the physical plane or realm, and these great KINGS in the book of KINGS, in the Holy Scriptures, is now the BUILDERBERGERS. Locked up tight in the bank and copies under the Pine Forests of the great NJUSAESMWG, will always B the proof of the greatest secret in this entire world, and that is who I am and who I directly related to. This is not dynamite, it is beyond thermonuclear!!!!! I never asked David 2 take this chart out of that lodge, he did it, and I know that they murdered him for doing it, but I guess Constable McMeekan does not believe my story, or just doesn’t have the blatant fun circles to take on the owners of the world, can’t really say that I blame him. Dangerfield knew a lot, but am not sure whether he was Masonic or not. He tried 2 warn me from Brad’s house on the telephone, what I was up against. It scared me so bad, that the following day, I wrote the song, “THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES”. This was copyrighted more than a decade later by me in early 1981. The dude that chased Brad and myself that horrible night a few weeks after this, was told by Sarah and the Callio family, FTV and SCTV not withstanding, to get this chain away from me, and when the wife messed it up for their sinister little plan, I went on to getting thrown out of the apartment for unfair things, and a few short months after moving from Westmont to Oaklyn, in NJUSAESMWG, came the night early in December, the 7th I believe, where I went 2 sleep and Sarah took the chain away from me in the dream, and when I awakened and looked in my secret strongbox 4 it, sure enough, the physical counterpart of this great chain had totally and completely vanished. In 1996 about 2 weeks B4 the terror threat made to my mother at Turnersville, NJUSAESMWG at the grocery store by the man in the {VAN}, always a covert van with no windows, mom and I decided on a trip back from good old Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, 2 pull over in Egg Harbor City, NJUSAESMWG, and go to the local diner for a nice din-din. The waitress was shaking in her boots, came right over to us and said to us, “A contract is on your life”. She went onto say that I as well as my Saturn vehicle, fit the precise description, that she knew this 4 a fact, as she had connected family in the area there, a nest of city corruption and illegal drug trafficking, and it seemed that somebody finked on somebody up there high in the drug-SAR bizz, and then told some other JO that it was me, setting me up for a hit, I believe on the L&O show, this would B considered 2B ATTEMPTED MURDER. In the real world, my complaints and story mean absolutely nothing to the local and state authorities, I can go get myself shot to death 4 all anybody around here gives a rotten dern.

According to the WORLD-CONTRLLERS of the present time, there is no way 4 me 2 win, so just die pathetic Mountainpen scum bag, just go ahead and Paula King Weston die!!!!!!!!! Well, unlike Paula, I cannot remain dead if some ditsy jag officer keeps retracing me. So endless hell is all I can ever hope 4. Dark Shadows during its Leviathan plot, mentions that the cult is interested in those that travel in time. My original LOIS FOCA lyrics go, “I’m gonna sing U a little story about a man in all his glory, who learned how to travel through time”. Dream travel to other times and places in hyperspace, is not some invention of Mountainpen, I merely am one of the few who know how real it all is, and has the fun circles 2 tell others publicly about it.

Do U really think I have even opened the door on all the things I am going to say about HADDONWOOD SWIM CLUB? The huge black flies that were dropped out of the airplane that has been dogging me since the mid 1980’s, the strange people I met there, developing my abilities to move without swimming, the spurious jogging trail that led to the Briggbase, and many other stories, will all get detailed and elaborated on within a short time. They do not care how many secrets I let out to the world that R totally verifiable, they have neither shame nor conscience at all, they R all pure slimy scum. I told U all that they do not care if a total s^^^^^ w#### like Connie Chung, does International news, yet appears buck naked 4 the world in many photographs in the STAG MAGAZINE’S September of 1978 issue. Sarah-Stacey warned me not 2B profane in my blogs, as it filters out many markets that have the greatest odds 4 believing some of the incredible truths being preached in MORIANITY!!!!!!! I had no idea that saying the other word for kitty cat was obscene until she came 2 me on VIQUEEN’S ISLAND, and showed me how one site in particular that I shoot my blogging texts up to is asterisking out the word. I wish now to take this opportunity to express my sincere apology to the site, and will cease and desist from all profanity. When I speak about the magical times while I am under long term super heavy sky and aerial siege that is very mysteriously and in my opinion esoterically bringing the female population to an almost voodoo spelled attraction to me physically, as in reality, there is nothing at all 2B attracted to, as I am just an ugly old shrimpy flabby loser, nothing that would attract women. Instead of saying the not so nice word 4 cat-command, as it is not politically correct 2 say, I will use the politically correct abbreviated initials instead, as they also stand for the cat’s other word-command. And speaking of this, ZIP, NADA, ZILCH, WONDER BREAD, RIPOFFS, and ZERO, PC is the still on-going status quo. I will admit that one day early last week, I walked into the Hammonton Shop Rite Grocery Store, in NJUSAESMWG, it was so ridiculously absurd, I think that it was locally staged, as I know that some locals that know about Morianity, could easily B given a few hundred bucks by the Bowel Movement Club or BMC as I will now shorten it 2 and U know what and who I am speaking of, the murderer-controllers of this wuvwee whittle pwanet!!!!. It was 2 ridiculous. 2 total beauty queens acting like I’m some rock star on the Disney channel instead of a 53 year ancient ugly piece of excrement. Then another total fashion model queen starts literally following me aisle 2 aisle and being as blatantly obvious with flirtations smiling and a shaky walk, even I know when it is beyond ridiculous.

Does any one out here remember my starting an intro discourse on how objects dreamed about now R astrally empowered so 2 speak, here on the mortal world MW. Do U remember how also I said that every time I would take my Plymouth Breeze automobile back to the dealership in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, the place that I traded in my Satan-Saturn for the Breeze, that the MILITUFORCE, or MO, would persecute me with horrendous awful military chopper attacks? I never claimed to have all the answers, U would have to join or ask the BMC-MO. MO is the astral energy part of this evil contamination and infestation, and the human realm counterpart physically of MO is their BMC. Perhaps saying MO-BMC tells the full truth, as it incorporates both the physicality and astrallity of the situation. Never is there one without the twinallity of the other. UR all blind. The world is the blind led by the blind. UR either an atheist who believes in atoms 4 some reason, but no other unseen things, well, I guess germs 2 or else there would rapidly B a demise of the atheists, or U believe in austere rigid religious foundation systems that those measuring in the moronic mental scales should B able 2C clearly, R all out 4 your money and 2 totally control U and your mind. We exist here in these dreams or lifetimes, and your only hope to know Y and how U fit into the system, is to go on an individual spiritual journey as some more enlightened souls refer to this as. I gave U all the FASCITAR hidden wisdom, and told U the simple way to work it, and in no time, UR able to prove to yourself that the limits R and always will B, what U set 4 yourself, in spirituality and wisdom in these hidden areas. The gods or God claims that it made mankind in its image. This is taught in just about all faiths. We all love entertainment and games, if this was not the case, Hollywood would B broke, not multi-billionaires. This applies to Atari and Wii, and all of that as well. If we enjoy this so much and R made in the image of this “GOD”, then just imagine how big GOD’S games R, and this simple statement proves all of the teachings in MORIANITY. The hidden reason, we all, us and the gods, R doing this, is to distract from ever thinking about the reality that once U exist, U exist. U can never not B, this goes on forever and ever, and all I ask U is to start thinking about it 4 a second. How can U seriously not B scared out of your mind 2 know that this never ever never ever can ever end 4 Chirssake? U cannot fathom the endless great times I have with both the Goddess Diana Arteemis, known to a few mystics in the BMC as Artemisia, and the great SAR, known to me only as the GREAT SSJKK, and yet as wonderful and beautiful times ten to the trillionth power that these beings are, I would trade it in instantly 2B able 2 reach the great Nirvana, total NIRVANA, OBLIVION, something that never ever can B done.

The great Sarah-Stacey has 2 favorite numbers in our base ten decimal system of mathematics, the [7], and the [12]. Take the number 3 and the number 4, and add them together and then multiply them together. Here is how the 7 and the 12 come 2B. So what is the 3 and the 4? The Gaines family and Donna R major connected into all of this. G is the 7th letter in the English alphabetical system. L is the 12th letter. Geometric angles such as the capital {L} produce the carpenter’s levelers. The song I wrote in 1980 after experiencing my first interaction with God All Mighty, SSJKK, as a grown up in my current lifetime dreams, LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS, or LOIS FOCA, 4 short, admits to my active dream and soul traveling, long B4 ever becoming first degreed in ECKANKAR 2 decades later at the start of the 21st century. Carpenters R basically stone Mason’s. MASON/CARPENTER in English also produces those great 2 unforgettable Mariah Carey letters that it seems I am forever unable 2 run away from, the great MC, for MILLIONTH COUNCIL.

No other explanation 4 all that is happening 2 me, and the murder of my best friend in this current dream sequence, [lifetime], David Roth, and all of the things that happened to the both of us since our Earthly paths crossed at the Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG department store known then as the #113 Caldor store, run by Carl and Dorothy, and name combined/shortened. Secrets do not stop here. All of MUZAK, all casinos and gambling and the regulators of them such as the CCC in NJUSAESMWG, and all large corporations, and all of the entire music and movie and sports entertainment combined world, and so very much more, is all MO-BMC totally owner-operated and fully controlled. Things that have occurred and R still ongoing to this second in my hellish and miserable existence, proves and verifies beyond any infinitesimal shadow-doubt, that any of this information can really ever in any way B disputed by any one. The 4 directions that go out and endlessly meet and run into each other to create the geometric sphere from a flat square,. Being NORTH, SOUTH, EAST, and WEST, gives us the 4. The 3 is the electron, the proton and the neutron inside every single atom of every universe in every multiverse ever created by any wavelength of 6th dimensional particle equivalent. Again, 4X3 is 12 and 4+3 is 7. Then comes the real Copperfield stuff. The 7 and the 12 when multiplied together is 96 and the inverse of these digits is 69. I was 14 for 11 months in 1969 and I was 41 for 11 months in 1996. the MW year of 1969 was the chain interaction. The mortal world year of 1996 was the hypnosis, and my remembering how much Sarah had meant to me. Did I get a Gerry Heitzmann head pat job without knowing it, or just allow boyhood to turn magically into manhood, forgetting what the real part of my life was all about, and YI was here as Mountainpen 2 start with??????? Then only Paris Hilton’s dad knows whether or not he and his MO-BMC buddies set me up that early August day on the Atlantic City Beach, with giant Sharon. No mortal can ever know how bad that day was, the air siege, the road siege; it was all off the dials. I was standing in the shallows of the Atlantic Ocean and said a prayer as mortal worlders would see it as. I said something like, Sarah-Stacey, I cannot take this, Y have U left me at my darkest hour? 10 minutes later I walk up 2 where my clothes were, and a giant girl with long dark hair and giant killer chocolate brown eyes was all over me like I was some god or something, and like a damn idiotic fool, I just walked away from her and never looked back, but into my dreams she came on several occasions, a trick that Sarah is so famous 4 doing.

The contact I recently got is that 407 pix have been attempted now by17 persons, at the property in Atlantic City, at 30 South Plaza Place. Not one comes out without a huge gapped out spot, gee I wonder Y ex Mayor Levy.

GOOGLE, SWIS, WORLD LAB, this is an official web document blogging text that is co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/PSUDO MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, if either of these names should appear on any of these web logging texts. I voluntarily swear under perjury charges should IB lying, that all of this is total truth, containing only total truth with no omissions nor additions.

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Remember, I told U all in prior blogging texts or PBT, that I met a person on this human world named David Charles Roth, in early November of 1985. We were both working as retail store security guards 4 the then, Caldor Department store of Woodbury Heights, NJUSAESMWG. A prior PBE said the word shave, the S got on the text somehow, I meant 2 say have. I have reasons 2 suspect a huge thing, I cannot prove it. Paula Uwich told me that Sarah was in prison, the Sarah I was trying to locate, the Sarah that had projected out of body from her host body that was laying on a bed in a hotel called the Bolivar, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, back in the middle and late 1960’s. An astral image can B imprisoned or captured by a device that works on the basic principles of kerlian technology. She became a basic zombie after all of this, and no longer could handle the responsibilities of owning property and running a hotel, and trashed the place as well as another property that she had purchased a few years later bodily, in 1972. In 1971, I was forced to attend the Lower Merion, PAUSAESMWG school, to get a summer school credit in Algebra-2, in order to go onto the following grade in school, I was a huge goof off in school, as was Donna, and neither of us graduated, but she attended Jeremiah Burke in Boston, and the common link was that we both were considered, using her own words, “class clowns”. My mother was influenced by the entire plot that also caused Russ Thaxton to get molested, bombed, and walk miles at past midnight at 15 years of age, over to my Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG apartment and with a ‘knowing’ knew that I was alone in there with no parent or guardian present to keep him from passing the front door, and he came in and we had a major rap session, long B4 the African-American music was invented. This all of course as stated previously, led to the burning and total destruction of the BOB, or the Book Of Beach. Honestly, I ask ye, could the great James Patterson invent all of this, could a fiction writer really ever come up with a made up story that even rivals my true story 10 percent. Speaking of PBE’s and percents, in one of my past 2 blogs, I made a typo and said & instead of %, I meant 2 say %, sahwee there rich prince of the capital!!!!!! Ed says, I should fix the problem, U know, go back and edit so people do not think I am an idiot and not want 2 read my blog. My response is that it is quicker to retract and repair on a future text, I do not get the time I need now 2 get what I 2 need get out on the computer and up 2 the blogging sites 4 hopefully, the world someday. Aniwho female version of the mountains and daughter of my bizz part’s buddy, Billie-Bo, I need 2 start working on completing the picture of my life, by filling in much more about the 1970’s. Everything that happened was all part of Sarah and the chain, and the entire Atlantic City nightmare around me since I reached age ten years as Mountainpen. When I was living at the home of 1208 Greentree Lane, my Aunt and uncles, so I could attend the LMHS as prior stated and take the summer course of ALGEBRA 2, this was the home of my Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason, who was a very good friend of the Shaw of IRAN at the time. I told my Morians some of the story, no heavy details, but a huge plot beyond fathomability was inside and through this Sarah situation. Remember, she is your all mighty Jehovah God. But much more is involved in all of this. Back now with the plot with the algebra class, U must C how everything is connected and not in ways that R always good or positive, the forces have a strange way of mathematically, balancing things. The forces of evil if humans insist on seeing this carbon based illusion, R precisely twice as powerful as the forces of good, however there R always twice as many good entities than bad ones in a big pictures reality. Adding half to a whole makes the half become a third of the new whole, and adding half of this new hole, makes that half one fourth the amount of the new total, this is a lawtronic truth, and is Y all things not only connect, have varying parallel-event-truths, and last but in no way least, Y these connections R under the systematic rules that govern the reality of the exim-ratio or the ever existing 8th and beyond dimensional reality that would cause what I jokingly refer 2 as ADULT-PLAYGROUND-RAGE, if someone were to keep asking 4 reasons that the 8th dimension has no start nor stop, and is merely a comparison 2 endless wheels on Ferris and endless Ferris on wheels, and the reason is that there is no reason, and time does not exist in the 8th dimension, not until it comes down 4 dimensions onto the 4th, this is time as we poor mortals perceive this thing. But in the old recess school yards that we all remember, if a kid keeps saying Y, Y, Y, every time the other kid says anything, the question asked is always legitimate, as the answer always indeed is the question, but when the answer comes out that there is no answer, and this is the simple truth that void infinity is totally and completely, but should one of the 2 kids B a big angry kid wanting 2 know something, and the one that repeats the word, “Y” back 2 him, and playground rage, kid or adult, is about 2 ensue, and then the fists R flying, and unfortunately, this is all Y reality is so dark and cold and evil and totally messed up, because, religion, God, and all of this not withstanding, the answer is and always will B that there simply IS NO DERN ANSWER, so like it or not, this is true void infinity, or total TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now let me sort of, for now Aniwho, attempt 2 tie some of this together. When I was living at Gerry Snow Mason’s place and taking the 6 week summer course in
Algebra-2 to make up a necessary credit, I would get picked up just past noon, as summer school, at least back then, did not last all day as regular year school did, and when my aunt came 2 pick me up, she had the famous to this area, KYW radio station playing in her car radio. The weather that came on at just past noon would come on this radio, and every single day almost without exception, the announcer would say and I quote,” 15 foot waves R crashing off the shore down in Atlantic City”. Stacey was very up set with me because she had not seen me down in her great human world equivalent of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, since the last night on the bus that she was there with her gang, on the night of the 12th of July, in the MW year of 1970. U can check this historical fact out, that the Atlantic Ocean acted up in this way every day practically during the summer months of 1971, which was the first year that she had not seen nor interacted with me physically by this time of the year, and this was not my choice. Her parents on the great ASTRAL PLANE, have done all they could throughout all of eternity, to keep us separated and away from each other. As 4 the Masons, and our family, the Eastman and Huntington lines working into the Masons in the late 19th century when my grandmother was in her late teens and fell in love with my grandfather, a physical education instructor who went on to work and retire from the University of Pennsylvania in the early 20th century, Dave Roth was a high degreed Mason, and materialized at the same job post where I was placed on in late 1985, and life changed since all of this occurred. He worked in-house for the Caldor department store directly, and I was with a contracted-out security company, the famous Wells Fargo, that UC so many Western movies with where the bandits hold up the stagecoaches and trains, and the guards R the Wells Fargo guys, same guys. Dave and I met and I told him about both Diana, and the great Sarah, Diana immediately almost, and Sarah in the spring of 1986 outside the Medport Diner in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, in the parking lot, upon finishing a meal that we had just shared there.

Not all energy dots R kind and benevolent entities, many R horrendous and very malevolent, such as the ones that appeared several mornings in my home in Somerdale. NJUSAESMWG, right B4 my mother took ill, and very suddenly, strangely, and totally medically unexplainably 2 this very freaking day, by the best area neurologists, cardiologists, and U name the specialty, they all were consulted. The great Sally Starr who hosted POPEYE THEATRE all over the channel 6 Delaware Valley area, called my moms room at the John Fitzgerald Kennedy Hospital, in Stratford, NJUSAESMWG, and was scared to death, as while she and my mom were on the telephone together, my mom got an attack and scared poor Sally almost to a heart attack herself, she later went onto tell me in the kitchen of her home in Atco, NJUSAESMWG. All these things can B verified, the CIA and the FBI know it all happened and is totally real and the truth, they have been bugging me and following me around 4 more than 20-30 years since my father did some deep sea diving 4 them, somewhere back in the early 1960’s. The 1960’s lead into the 70’s with major things 4 me 2 tell 2 this world, and just as the 70’s led into the 80’s and so on and so forth. Permit me pweeeeeze 2 get back to the energy dots. I would come out of my room at between 5 and 6 of the clock in the morning, and would C this incredible phenomenon on several occasions, they ran along the wall, tracing along where the wiring obviously was, the electrons from the power company were large and running around much slower than normally, they were bright white, yet soft and non-blinding. All I know is that just after this strange occurrence, my mom came up from her lower bedroom, we had the split level type home where the door was at the middle level, and stairs went both up and down to 2 separate levels of the dwelling. She came up from her night of sleep, and was never the same; she would not talk, just kept looking at me. When I called 911 finally, and they placed her down horizontally on the board that they use to get the patient into their ambulance, she stopped breathing, and they had no proper equipment onboard, and she was DOA at the horse pistol. They brought her back, to use your forward mortal silly way of seeing reality, they then placed her unconscious body into a machine where she was standing nearly fully upright inside of this life support device, and looked as dead to the world as U can get without actually being so. Never was she ever her normal prior self again, and these energy dots did this to her, but more is involved, the game of solitaire, and playing cards R also very connected into all of this, as is of course, the great SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, and U should know this story if UR a loyal Morian following my 5 so-far blogs here on www.blogger.com. This ZOMBIE-CONNECTION with Sarah’s grandmother, Sarah J. Karge, in the human world, I know is also a great part of all of this. Years or should I say nearly 3 full centuries ago, when I was dreaming that I was Benjamin Franklin, I was many things, one of which was a high degreed MASON. When I told Dave Roth about the chain and the great Sarah that late Spring afternoon in 1985 in Medford, NJUSAESMWG, at the Medport Diner parking lot, I was telling him that the astral chain counterpart of the physical one that was given 2 me by my Organizational Big Brother, John Henningsen, and proceeded 2 draw this thing in a car that now I know the Central Intelligence Agency of the United states of America had bugged up both audibly and visually, and just completed making perhaps a drawing of 10 or so links and the way the 2 end links worked so as to hook into each other, these details can B told at a later time. But as soon as I drew it, including the astral extra ‘things’ that were somehow part of and attached to every third link, and B4 going on, I am getting the [not coming out on the keyboard when typed] hack, 3 or 4 times, the [R] in words fails to produce itself on the screen of this word document. Aniwho, MC, and the real Millionth Council, oh and a quick insert, hope all goes well with your concert, but moving on, Paul gives his regards to your dad, I ran into him at the local Shop Rite 3 times recently, kind of weird after living in town with him not far away for more than 7 years, but again Aniwho, I had drawn these strange objects that only were on this chain in its astral plane counterpart, and Dave almost used my car seat for a toilet, let out a loud belch, as he tended to make these gross groanings with some regularity, and then in a stunned voice, he said to me right seconds shy of the Medford police arriving, all this was told on many prior blogging texts, [PBT], and Aniwho, he said 2 me and I will quote as U cannot ever forget some powerful stuff in your ‘life’, “Mark, do U know what
U just did, Mark, these symbols R major secret Mason signs and symbols, tell me right now and 4 real/e, where did U get privy to this information?” I stared back into his eyes with open candor and pure simple honesty, and said, “Pal, this was all in this dream that I told U about with the great Sarah Krassle back in 1969”. Then the police were all over us, actually, it was an off duty officer in ‘civy’ clothes and unmarked car, and he had us by shotgun and huge K-9 and we both thought we were gonna get our beads blown right off. This story has been blogged B4, but never the whole truth about the chain containing these MASON symbols, that in no way, I humanly could ever had had any access 2, I never was a lodge brother in this or any other clan, not in this present sequence of Michael Mountainpen dreams. Sarah is behind much more of many things, and I have no more time tonight to complete all or even close to all of what I really wish to say, this must wait 4 later on in the week.

They almost took my job from me this past weekend, and made my time there at work, another total freaking Dogtown-Hell!!!!! Then this morning 8 minutes shy of the opening Dow Jones bell, at 9:22 AM, the MILITUFORCE, the MO, the US MILITARY, whatever is going on and I have no way of ever totally knowing these details, but they flew a loud and crash level bunch of residence-zenithing military rumbling aircraft over me, awakening me, and totally violating my CIVIL, CONSTITUTIONAL, AND HUMAN RIGHTS. Every day for 2 weeks, it has been constant sky siege, and yet basically zip and nada pussy command. Until this reverses and changes back to the norm, they know they have me right by my fun circles. I just wanna know where the local and state police and the authorities R, I never ever even C them around anymore. Only when they follow me to and from work or errand places on rare occasions, do I ever C a police car any more. Where R they, did they all get spirited off to the BRIGGBASE????????

GOOGLE, SATELITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, WORLD LABORATORIES, this is an official web document. This web logging or blogging text is an official document that is voluntarily sworn by me to be totally the full truth with no omissions or additions. The great Sarah spoke 2 me and told me that my markets, the young, those that may believe me, will B filtered away from my and her great message that this planet needs 2 hear, should I persist in my profanity, so U will C that I obey my great teen queen, and no more profanity will exist in these words. These words I claim to also all B co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, along with the Internet and Google search engine system of the present time.

END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE #XXV, CU soon my lovely long brown haired huge chocolate brown eyed KALI, COW, Callio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Friday, December 14, 2007

DATFILE XXIV TEOHIV

THE EPITOME OF HARASSEMENT, INTERNET VERSION
DATFILE XXIV, CB #11, 121407.631.77
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:

ALL WEB LOGGING IS CO-COPYRIGHTED MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, IF THESE NAMES SHOULD APPEAR ANY PLACE ON THESE BLOGS, IN ACCORDANCE WITH INTERNET LAW, AND IN CONJUNCTION WITH THE GOOGLE SEARCH ENGINE SYSTEM, AND SWIS/WORLD LAB FURTHER OUT IN 3 DIMIENSIONALLITY.

Local and State police and authorities, MY BLOOD IS ON YOUR HANDS, THEY r TOTALLY KILLING ME, AND WHEN I AM FOUND DEAD, THESE PEOPLE HAVE MURDERED ME AS THEY MURDERED MY MOTHER IN 2000 ad, AND David Roth in 2002, and his mother also: We have all been ILLEGALLY EXECUTERD THROUGH SECRET COVERT COURTS AND AGENCIES SUCH AS FISA AND OTHERS TOO SECRET FOR SHOWS LIKE LAW AND ORDER TO EVEN KNOW ABOUT THEIR EXISTENCE. THIS IS AN OFFICIAL DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION. NO ONE WOULD LIE WHEN FACING AN ANGRY ETERNAL GOD WHO PROCLAIMS THAT ALL LIARS WILL B CAST FOREVER INTO DOGTOWN, MORTAL WORD, HELL. THESE PERSONS AND AGENCIES R PERSECUTING ME STRAIGHT 2 MY GRAVE, AND BAVE BEEN SINCE EARLY IN THE 1980’S:
DONALD TRUMP, DONNA SUMMER, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO AND HER HUSBAND AND PARENTS, MOB-BOSS MARTINO IN THE CLARIDGE CASINO IN ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, THE CALLIO AND MARTINO AND MCGUIRE FAMILIES, THE OWNER OF THE FLYERS HOCKEY TEAM-ED SNYDER, THE CIA FORCES RESPONSIBLE 4 PUTTING THE CASINOS IN ATLANTIC CITY 2 START WITH, THE NRO, THE NSA, THE NASA, AND MANY OTHER ORGANIZATIONS AND HIGH RANKING UNITED STATES MILITARY OFFICIALS. I BELIEVE THIS 2B TRUE AND HAVE GREAT AMOUNT OF EVIDENCE THAT SUPPORTS ALL OF MY CLAIMS, BUT CAN GET NOBODY TO EVER HELP ME, SO ONCE DEAD, IT IS THE SWORN DUTY OF ANY HONEST NON CORRUPT OFFICIALS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT, 2 DO THEIR JOB AND PROSECUTE THIS ENTIRE CONSPERACY OF ROTTEN SLIMY EVIL PERSONS THAT DID ALL OF THIS. I BELIEVE THIS ENTIRE STATEMENT 2B TOTALLY TRUE AND FACTUAL. IF I AM LYING I SUBMIT TO PURJURY AND SLANDER CHARGES, I AM TELLING THE TRUTH, SO HELP ME GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE.

Last night I was supposed to go to the club I mentioned about big and beautiful women, but the enemy screwed everything up as usual. Then today, they staged a major accident, another famous INAC, right outside my home that knocked out my telephone landline as well as electrical power, affecting the entire area, all of Decosta and Hammonton, in New Jersey were blacked out, USAESMWG. This now is the third power outage, counting the small quicker ones, in about one week’s time. If the local PD would really check it out, they would find out that I am the victim behind all of this and that innocent persons on the roads R being put at a high risk of injury and death, all to persecute me. Any good competent investigator would C if they would ever properly investigate all the pole-hitting accidents that R causing my many power outages, they would in fact find a common link. No conspiracy is that good, Julia Roberts and Mel Gibson not withstanding. A major hack hit and a wipe out of more than a page of blogging occurred the past 2 hours. This is literally the worst day of 2007 4 me, and 2007 has without a doubt been the freaking worst year of my entire infinity.

Now I will attempt 2 correct the problem with my gapped out blog, as I am under the worst siege of my entire life. I was home 4 a while Ed worked on the computer here at Ann Silva’s place, and even at half past 4, the working electrical crew is still at it with a huge arrow blocking the one of two lanes of the eastbound route 30 traffic. Somehow the enemy or MO knew ahead of time, and time is simply a mortal mans conscious illusion, remember, that I was planning on getting my passport renewed today at the Hammonton, post office, NJUSAESMWG. Everything was saying about the 5th and the 6th dimension got poofed off the word program, all I can try now 2 do with very limited time as I must go to freaking work 2 night, and I did not cause this hacked and changed font, I am only typing normally, did not do a thing, and this is getting totally ridiculous and beyond absurd.

Phase 5 as U should now B aware of from reading and studying other blogging texts, is the energy that becomes the mass equivalent of events brought about mortally on phase three, after being first recorded on Millionth Council or electronic mediums, same difference. As I type now at about quarter past six this hellish Friday evening, a CIA/NSA CRASH LEVEL private airplane is buzzing and dogging me literally to my grave here at Ann Silva’s place, and she is witnessing all that is happening 2 me today. She was released Wednesday from the hospital that admitted her 4 pneumonia back on Monday night. U all R so lucky, seeing things the mortal way that all of U do. I know the truth, and am not one bit afraid 2 tell all of the world that YES I DO KNOW IT< LIKE IT OR NOT!!!!!!! If U could C it all with my level of pure simple awareness, U would not look at my way out sounding speeches as complex and crazy. I never said that the astral plane is a place, or that Santa Claus is living somewhere north of Canada in an underground elf-crowded toy shop. I said that everything is a condition-interaction, and that includes this tangible physical world and life as well. We will come back to this, but I need first to tell U more about another part of what was previously gapped out on this blog.

When I attended the special-ed school that I have made mention of on numerous past blogging texts, on Hopkins Lane, in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, I made some mention of another girl in my life by the name of Sarah Jacobson, who attended the rehab part of this special-ed school, 2 separate parts, and she went around constantly bragging about being the strongest person, not the strongest girl, but the strongest person in the entire school. I knew beyond any doubt that she indeed was the “THE STRONGEST PERSON IN THE SCHOOL”, of which I had no doubt at all, and was indeed totally true. I still am attempting to click in and make repairs on the hack job that some evil MO whack job did 2 me. Bear with me PWEEEEEZE!!!!! She threw huge boys around like they were lunch boxes, and beat grown men teachers that were as tall as 6’3” in arm wrestles in 2 seconds; they didn’t even stand a chance. One night she came to me in a dream and said, not to me, but another boy standing nearby, as we all in this interaction were standing on a bridge nearby the school, and he asked her if he could kiss her and she replied, and I will never forget this in millions of mortal world-MW- years, “I don’t kiss boys”. The reason this stuck with me is not because of what she had said as she stood there dazzlingly gorgeous and tantalizing, 73 or 74 inches of ultimate female delight, and stronger than 3 grown men all put together, but the reason that it stuck with me 2 this very day is because, months later in the late spring of the year of seventy-two, about five months following this DREAM-INTERACTION, I was indeed standing on this bridge near the school, and there was a beautiful lake there in the Haddonfield Pennypacker Park, in New Jersey, USAESMWG, and the boy from the interaction was now also here, some kid at the school that was in Sarah J. {Cobson’s} class. Sure enough he asked to kiss her right there within feet distance of my ear shot, and I thought I would drop dead when I heard her say, “I don’t kiss boys”. I then heard this wise ass guy who was new at school and not aware of her power; say to her, “what, do U kiss girls? Then I heard a cracking sound so loud that my heart raced inside my fragile little chest, and this sound was his face literally being turned into a broken mass of less than human looking oozy goo. But I really knew she was 4 real, when I would C her wreck and destroy a kid by the name of Pat Lafarce in a 2 second smash-down arm wrestle, and all though I was 18 and he was 11 and a half, I couldn’t hold him off for even a second, so think what Sarah would have done to me. There was nobody like her; she had huge chocolate brown eyes, very long brown exquisite hair, and I know that indeed this was my Sarah and that she had infiltrated my school. Sarah was famous 4 being able 2 enter into my dreams, and then as U mortals would see it as, effect the direct reality around me after awakening from one of these dreams, that pertained 2 what these dreams were about. What girl, back in the early 1970’s anyway, today is totally different, went around bragging about her monstrous unfathomable physical strength? But she did, and all the time. Now when a person is under 20, a year is not felt the same way that a year is felt for us over 50 persons. One or two years now are meaningless, but in a person’s teens, it is quite a big chunky percentage of their life, am I not right? So Sarah in Atlantic City was not seen since the 12th of July of 1970, and here I am in the autumn of 1972.Now I had been friends with a dude named Jerry Heitzmann from Bellmawr, NJUSAESMWG, for just over a year, from my class, and now he had recently been placed into the REHAB class where Sarah was also attending. I had told him all about the great Sarah Krassle from Atlantic City, NJUSAEMWG. He secretly got me aside in the woods by the Pennypacker Park Lake by the “I don’t kiss boys bridge” as I named it ever since the dream came true, and he said to me something I will not forget in thousands of MW years, maybe never. He said that Sarah wants him to introduce me 2 her. I was scared out of my living mind, but I went during lunch break, into a room where she said to come in, and another boy, tall and thin, a rehab student, about 6’6” tall and slight of build with scraggly ugly long black hair, was talking to her and they were discussing marriage. I walked in, and stared up at both of these very tall people, while shaking in my whittle freaking boots. Sarah then said to him after smiling at me,” I wouldn’t date U or marry U if U were the last kid in the world” Then she came right over to me and said, “Hi, I’m Sarah, you’re a great looking boy”. At this point my heart was banging so fast in my chest, I honest to the gods believed that within seconds, I would pass out onto the floor, I got dizzy and light headed, and she grabbed my hand and helped me to sit down at a desk. Believe it or not, I said something that got the conversation turned to the re-election of President Nixon and how I all ready knew he would get it and that June the 17th of the year was gonna B a day for American history, and I said this 2 her. She smiled at me and said that I was right and that I had all ready lived through that date many countless times in a cycle that I should not B remembering. I did not totally understand it, but smiled, and told her that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. Then like a total fool jag officer, Jerry blurted out, “Y not, she’s the great Sarah Krassle”? She immediately jumped up and touched the top of his head gently, and never again did he ever remember one thing that I had told him about the great Sarah. The next day she was not in the rehab class. 3 days later she still was not around, and no matter how much I tried 2 learn what had happened, everyone insisted that no such person ever was there. The kid that had his injury told me he was hit by his dad accidentally in the back yard of their home while they were doing some heavy landscaping work over the previous weekend. Do I really have to tell U that this is TRS?????????????? If I do, U go to REHAB or special ed!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now 4 a subject I’ve left alone 4 a while, the great WORLD LAB and the mid 22 hundreds, where I live and work as Labber Zeejins Arthurs. B4I go on with this, in case I forgot and this was part of what got gapped out on the blog today, the very worst day of my entire life, I think the enemy all ready knew I was gonna get my passport renewed at the Hammonton post office, NJUSAESMWG, and they do not wish 4 me 2 ever escape their evil empire, their prison that they’ve so carefully constructed covertly 4 me, and their wicked games that the gods R playing with me, through them. I said on another PBE, that U may have heard if U attended Sunday school, how “God works through people”. I know I heard it over and over. The type came out that God words through them, error, sahwee their rich prince of the capital!!!! Sure miss your great ads, lose that stinking Geico crap and put your great ads back on the freaking boob tube!!!!!! Anyone doubting time is being transcended via dream travel, forget warp drive garbage, U need 2 know the truth son!!!!!! I-Ching is very real, the part not found in most library books either, where this book of non-atomic-freezing, [CHANGES], has its true power of prophecy lie. The hexagram of DELIVERANCE saved my miserable life and sanity, some of it anyway, back in the mortal world year of 1996, when on the night of or early morning hours really, of the 7th of December, this time frame 4 me, will truly live in infamy!!!!!!! I was out of my skull trying to get to the bottom of this {Sarah situation}. I spent money in credit that I knew I’d never B able 2 repay, in my lengthy and tedious search and quest 2 locate this all mighty god of yours, Earthlings!!!!!!!! This story, a lot of it, not all of it, has been made mention of in prior blog texts, and a right side death angel just winged my right side as I type this now at around 8:17PM. If my passport is denied by the state department, it will just B another proof in my folder that I am not imagining any of this hell!!!!!!! I will find out in 7-9 weeks so the post office tells me, as of this date, Friday evening on 121407. Ever since awakening or whatever I [really] did, from my major interaction on the night of August 15th in 1986, I knew something beyond unexplainable had occurred. Christmas trees, talk about Captain Picard’s SHIP IN A BOTTLE. Y did I do this 2 your daughter? Because she is a very beautiful and desirous woman 4 starters, but I as Mountainpen did not do a thing 2 your dern daughter. This is all talked about in earlier Morianity. From day flock ducking crow eating number one, I always believed I was not really awake, and as time seemingly went on, I believed ever more, that eventually, I would ‘really’ awaken from this nightmare that I fell asleep into on this horrific 15th August day here in ’86!!!!!!!! I still refuse to ever part totally with this piece of the 6th dimension, and hold it very dear and close to my heart, [thought]. It keeps me going at many of my unfathomably darkest hours, here is Dogtown, Shawnee!!!!!!!! I know she put me in the bottle. Machines like U would never believe, exist in this World Lab in the mid late twenty two hundreds. 300 years ago, U try talking 2 anybody about jet air travel, spaceflights, moon landings, internet, television and radio, any of it, and they would lock U up so freaking tight, they would hear U squeaking a light year away bwaby-wuv!!!! I am telling U that I was probed when I fell into bed that night, and Scummer has me in this nightmarogram of hers up in the future, I know it Look, I am guilty of re-tracing her a long time from now, not as me, but as another part of a larger reality of me, should I have 2 suffer this bad 4 this crime? Doubt the validity of my claims, fine!!! How come U will buy and publish and read, as a society, a book then that says exactly what I am making claim here to, by Doctor Bruce Goldberg, called TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE, go TO SITES LIKE WWW.BORDERS.COM OR WWW.AMAZON.COM OR WWW.BARNESANDNOBLE.COM, AND DON’T TAKE MY DERN WORD FOR URINE!!!!!!!!!!!

This is all actually literally happening 2 me, I am not nuts, I’m not making up any of this, and I could care less about my 15 minutes as they call it. Fame and money and power, is very fleeting. Does anyone really think in 90 years, which will arrive in a flash, what Britney Speers had for dinner on the night of her 19th birthday party? No one gains a dern thing by fame or fortune, it is fleeting, and pure vanity, all is vanity. I wish 2B believed by authorities that I have been major huge-time victimized by horrendous entities, and the crime against me is unspeakable, unconscionable, and totally monstrous!!!!!!!!!!! Funny that machine-mind-6th-D, not fifth miz Macoo, spelled GAIN, as GAINES, with the added E.I have not even started getting into all the particulars regarding Russ Thaxton, the Book of the Beach, Sarah J. Cobson, Estelle Bassler formerly of 30 South Plaza Place in the magical home in Atlantic City, Mayor Levy, the 3 warping triangulation fields. Aniwho I had to click in the corrected GAIN without the ‘E’ at the end, and I had to click the correct spelling in.

The story is far from over about the great Book of the Beach written by me in the MW year of AD 1969, Sarah J. Cobson, and yes U can C this non-stop hacking today will not take the slightest vacation. I have had 3 power outages, I know there is a conspiracy with the following evil trilogy: ATLANTIC CITY ELECTRIC COMPANY, ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY, AND THE CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, which is one and the same thing as Resorts International Hotel and Casino and the MARY CARTER PAINT COMPANY, MC, can U live withoudem???? Well next week it is time 4 me 2 do a detailed blog on how 2 build a DISTANCE-DELAY RETRACING RECORDING MACHINE. If U wanna play all the way 2 the freaking wall out there in Dogtownland, fine, so B it!!!! I can play right along as well.

When the building in ACNJUSAESMWG called the HILTON HOTEL AND CASINO on the southeastern end of the great Jersey seashore gambling strip was called the GOLDEN NUGGET, under tunnel vision blind man Steve Winn who never went blind, another big Liz and Dick publicity stunt, at least Mr. Trump is 4 real/e I will give the ol’smell that one, but back on point, I drove down just past 11 at night to go there, on the 19th of September, in the MW year of 1983. I was greeted by a dude in the parking garage outside, in his gate house, and he knew me, we had talked a few times, and he said this thing to me and I freaking quote: Diana Ross was just in here, right in here I mean, waiting to talk 2U”. My privecode had a huge red [713] displayed on it, our special code 4 if she ever wanted me to meet her in Atlantic City at the Nugget, in her human form. It seems she was down there that night visiting her very good friend of many a year even back the, who was starring at the Resorts CIA Casino, Stevie Wonder. She had wanted 2C me, but I was put 2 sleep by some CIA technology around 9PM in my rented home from the owner Jerald Pliner, located in Atco, NJUSAESMWG, at 134 Norris Avenue. I got down there too late and just missed her, and still am missing her. I closed my eyes 4 a second at 9PM and the next second it was 5 shy of eleven. The code came in late in the afternoon B4 it was time 4 me 2 pick my mom up at the Lindenwold station of the Patco High Speed Line train system, after her day at the office in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG was over. These things all happened, Rambo, and Miss Blake, cove agencies, it is all just part of some evil illegitimate person who is the son of a female dog 2 boot, part of his or her MOGO, OR MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROGRAM, that first R introduced to the civilian population in the late two oh three oh’s The reason 4 this 3 decade wait 4 these, is that in order 2 run a program that pays your bills on time is one thing, and takes a small amount of speed and power and memory from your current desk or lap top computation machine. Remember ya ol smells like me, when knowing a new word, GIGA was the talk of the office, I know in the last real disco year of 1979, it was the talk of the recording studio where I was employed at this time, the great, RECORDED PUBLICATIONS LABORATORY, or as I refer to it in my own 6th-connectiveness [mind] my first lab job, the second of course being World Lab. Well, there is Meg and gega, but adding 3 zeros there is terra and adding 3 zeros to Terra or 6 zeros to Gega, and U have the great Peta. These metrics stand for trillion and quadrillion, and the first time most people heard of the Terra, was on the TNG-STAR TREK SHOW. Always a show ahead of its time, this was always in all of its many broken and sliced offshoots, terrific beyond comparison, but is it coincidental, or part of phase 4 and 6th-D MOGO? Well, look at the part that led to the DEEP SPACE NINE, again with the DS. The distance that is involved in crossing this MWG is precisely matched with moving at their maximum of 90& of the speed of light squared, U would get from end to end in about three fourths of one Earth year. There is no way someone in the studios calculated this, it was all known as I know and just know many things, but ask any think tank to write out this equation, and it precisely matches up. Now the real story comes here however: Any TNG fan remembers the TIME TRAVELER who came from and I quote from the show,” A place called New Jersey”. Come on, gimme a break willya Some of these phase 4 clubbers somehow know all about me, even in their waking MW lives, and consciousness, don’t ask me how pweeeeeze.

Then there is the word KARGE, as in SSJKK, in human form. KENNY ROGERS was interacted with from the 4th phase and the 6th dimension just like I was, by this great beautiful being. His Warren Grove, NJUSAESMWG girlfriend from his boy hood, Lucile, the fudge shop owner, is tied into things 2 lengthy 4 me 2 explore with U all right at present minper. His songs all have that LOIS FOCA ‘feel’, as does LOIS FOCA, and my other LOIS FOCA similars, right? This is Sarah-Stacey’s way of soul to soul communicating. Just listen to his Coward of the County and U Picked A Fine Time 2 Leave Me L. U cannot mistake that looking at the name KARGE, his name is KENNY ROGERS, these things RY his mother named him the Christian name that she did, all things R connected perfectly, and coincidence is an illusion. Nothing ever just happens, except mans continued dark ages ignorance. If I did not have 2 go to work I would say so dern much more, but this much must now B said.

The great SSJKK spoke 2 me and I must obey. She said she told Donna the same thing she told me, the only people that ever will believe the impossible and take it more seriously, R the young, in this politically correct world, one hesitates 2 even write in the word, but screw it, I will, THE CHILDREN!!!!!!!!!!! This is the market with the open mind, and in a whisper of time, they R grown and in control of the society, and we all oldies R in the home with the nurses collecting our smells from pans, or in the dern grave. So I was told by her that I must stop using my horrible profanity, as it filters out my markets and keeps the only possible present-time entities, from getting access to my information, adults won’t listen nor believe, just like Santa Claus. Nothing is real, and everything is real, but what is real, what U know is real, is real/e, and truth is void infinity, and little persons innately know this simple truth and reality, but get talked out of it with things like, the dark cannot hurt U and there is no boogie man in the closet, the heck there ain’t, take some acid. U never would eat another thing if your eyes were amplified 2C all the crawling germs and microbes all over your plate and your food. I could talk on like this for days, they know, Donna knows, I KNOW, YEAH I KNOW.

GOOGLE, SATELITE WORLD INTERCONNECT SYSTEM, and World Lab, this is co-copyrighted under MARK MOHR AND PSUDO MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN. We must now END TRANSMISSION, lest I B fired from my measly rotten job!!!!

CAL,KALI, CALLIO, great SSJKK, I WILL CU SOON--VERY SOON-- if I have 2 jump on the RR tracks every day until I am not retraced again back into this hell.

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Monday, December 3, 2007

DATFILE XXI --- The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, CB #8
120307.680.28 [subtitled] THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME. DATFILE XXI
BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:


If I am found dead, I have been murdered by all those whom have been accused on all prior web-logging entries. I am under a death siege hell that is off literally every dial and every scale, and this has been like this for a minimum of ten days, and last week, I was involved in a hit and run accident just off of Bellevue Avenue by the Wachovia Bank parking lot, in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Every December, these horrible persons and entities do their total best 2 wreck my only transportation, my one and only automobile. Does anyone out there in cyber land remember what occurred back on the 18th of last December, when my other vehicle was totally wrecked and destroyed by the evil trilogy of Paula King, Robert McGuire, and Sarah Callio Martino? Instead of backing off after this intentional striking of my car by this evil turd guy last week, it only got far worse. This blog will B similar 2 the one of the 18th of December of oh-six. It will tell a lot, and it will B lengthy, so B bladder and intestinally comfortable, pull up a real comfy chair, and a good pair of reading glasses if UR like Fred Sanford and have a drawer fullofem. We R gonna get into the phase five, who they R and how they sue Hollywood on the physical plane, in order to totally control global society and especially the American society through their manipulative evil demonic and satanic dangerous twisted mind control. First, remember how the evil empire got its way huge-time after the intentional-accident last week, on the very following day? The Philadelphia Flyers Hockey Team kicked heavy ass and the Dow Jones that day gained a third of a THOUSAND points. And U all out there R still so unwilling 2 believe me or even give me the smallest sliver of credibility to the claims that I have made on these many texts of web logging. U do not even try 2C the danger of allowing a parallel event situation like mine, totally under the control of evil Skylar Rumson and Nicholas Blair types from the Dark Shadows Leviathans, to go unchecked, and free-licensed, to endlessly ruin and obliterate an innocent human life, mine!!! This is all real and true, I am not out of my mind, at least not totally and not yet. Hence, I am now making a legal offer 2 any reader of this blog. B warned please, I will know a phony a mile away, so do not waste your time trying to waste mine. Anyone anywhere with knowledge or evidence in any form, that is substantial in its nature to enable me to begin a litigation of some person or group or corporate structures, or religious or governing bodies, and U wish to assist me anonymously or not, in some productive way, as to permit my eventual exposing of this conspiracy and total nightmare being perpetrated against me, and we meet at a time and place of your choosing, but it cannot B a place where either of us could B compromised, hence it must B in a public location at first, and should U prove to me that U can and wish to render any assistance that has value to me, first U will get a cash reward of one thousand dollars, USD. Then, U will receive and it all will B done in an attorney’s office, neat, clean, and legal, a percentage of any award-monies resulting in my successfully suing any of the persons involved in my nightmare. The gross amounts of any suit or continuing suits, with no time limit, and B4 attorney fees, I offer U now in percentage, in the amount of 20, twenty. If I win a million dollar suit against the entertainment world for a pattern of copyright infringement over a thirty year period, and then will ten million 2 years later against a child molester, U now will have 20% of eleven million dollars, and I pay any and all taxes and attorney fees that may or may not B applicable. I do not plan to withdraw this offer, and as long as Google keeps it up here, this offer stands. If someone in the Securities Exchange Commission knows how this market illegal activity is being done to and against me 4 more than 2 solid decades, I will sign my life away that I will not make trouble to anyone wishing ever 2 come forward and agree to help me. I am claiming that illegal profits of tens of billions of United States dollars have been made using this parallel event technology against me. It is highly illegal, and virtually impossible 4 me 2 ever prove, so can anyone out there in cyber land, do a Billy Swan here, as if U can, U stand 2 make out like a bandit, legally. It is your decision if U can help and know something, the guy in California was awarded five billion dollars 4 an exploding gas tank, a one time event. These powerful people have exploded my entire life since the age of ten years, and I think there is 50 to 100 billion involved here. If I can ever expose this, those involved have the deepest pockets on the globe, and will end up sharing most of their wealth with me, like it or not. What has been done to me goes beyond holocaustic, beyond monstrous, it is the quintessential epitome of unholy behavior towards a fellow human!!!!!!!!! Can U help, wanna B rich as shit 2 boot?????????????

Chrissake, let us discuss holy and unholy and completely and fractionally, and the entire 27 yard ball of ugly ear wax. What really happened in a place on the European continent 2000 years ago? Do U know? Does your minister? Does the Pope? If U mistakenly think that anyone alive now has a clue what Christianity really is and how it grew from a small cult hiding in the caves from an oppressive Roman evil empire, into the world’s number one religious faith of two millennia of time to follow, U couldn’t B more inaccurate. None alive here and now have a clue what really happened and what it is really all about. First of all, U do not want 2 know, I know this fact hard and bright B4I even type my next words. Y do I know truths of spirituality that others do not, after all, have I died and risen again? Duhh-Hundai Car Company, only about 500 times in this present lifetime alone, or sequences of human dreams. U cannot really kill me, so Y do I leave dying utterances all over my blogs? Simple bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd. When I say that every time I die, I do not stay that way, this in no way guarantees that the next time will also happen this way. I am not an egocentric maniac trying to push his views on a world that disagrees with basically everything that I know 2B true. I am stuck in a situation that I had no part of bringing to myself. Speaking totally humanly and in what I refer 2 as ‘forward-mortal’, I live in this world no differently than U and never in any way have claimed 2B any different than any one of U. It is the being aware of certain truths that make me so different. Let us just 4 arguments’ sake, pretend that holding a small red ball in your left hand and an ice cube in your right hand would allow anyone in that situation 2B able 2 wish 4 anything at all without limit, a totally Bruce-Almighty kind of deal, but no one anywhere ever in the long history of mankind ever knows this, from the start of life on Earth until the sun blows up and kills this planet. What good would this potential that existed for the total length and duration of mankind on Earth, possibly really B? The answer is unequivocal, NONE, absolutely no good at all. 4 reasons none of U mortals can C at your point of enlightenment toward truth, U most likely R thinking right about now, “so who gives a fucking shit ya fat little crap eater”. I tell the story over and over in varying ways in my 5 blogs on blogger dot com, about the hidden treasure in one million homes, all buried in a secret attic, and that only the persons that have the wisdom 2 tear down the nicely paneled walls and break through and get their treasures, can ever stand a chance 2 change their life and mode of living. If ten do, they can sell and move to a place on the Riviera with 20 servants and 10 luxury cars and a million shares of Google stock. But the other 999,990 persons, despite having the same hidden treasures behind their panels up in their attic, will live paycheck to paycheck and maybe some will lose their jobs and have their homes with the treasure foreclosed on. Being aware verses not being aware, of total truth, are the treasures. In my case it is the curses. But if I could wake up this ignorant insect race of mindless druid beings, and everyone was using the Fascitar 6/10, in no time, my pain and hell would lessen and diminish, eventually dissolving away. I would have the world 2 share my truths with. Then my hell would lessen as others share the burden with me that no oblivion or nirvana is ever possible, that we simply exist, and once U exist, U exist, U either R an existor or UR at perfect nirvana, or oblivion. U never can move from one to the other. This is the Exim ratio 8th dimensional law that is so totally and completely and utterly intransmutable. The ultimate feat is 2B able 2 go from the state of existing to non-existing and vice versa. At the end of each dimension that curves up and over and around starting at the 8th and never goes lower, this would B theoretically possible to accomplish, but just as it is moving into possibility, we move up into the next wheel on the ferrous system, or back into a new ferrous system off of a wheel. Going from less than nothing into nothing and shooting through into the next higher dimension, is a process that cannot begin nor end, as time dimensions do not yet exist up this high. Hence, my reiterated example of ADULT PLAYGROUND RAGE.

One reason that my enemies R so strong and diligent in making my life so continuously hellish, is a totally lacking in the parallel event 4 some time now, that I refer 2 as MAJOR SKY SIEGE TO PUSSY COMMAND, or as I now and in later blogs plan 2 abbreviate as MSSTPC. I began noticing that whenever the siege against me is at its total maximum points, this also is when my strange and spurious, and practically esoteric attractiveness to the feminine half of the world’s population, is at its peak and zenith, to an absurd degree. But how can the same dude, on one day, B as though I am swallowing poisonous-ugly pills, while on the very next day, can literally find myself being big time flirted with by fashion model type of girls young enough 2B my daughters? There simply is no logical explanation 4 this wild and totally weird circumstance. Eventually, this parallel event will normalize and bring me directly to pussy City without stopping at go, collecting 200 bucks, or going 2 jail, BRUCE!!!!!!!!!!!! But until it equalizes and goes back to major female flirtation as opposed to literally a hostility-hologram around me as though I am an unreal creation of Mr. Michael Warf Dorn on Star Trek-TNG, on the Holo-Deck, and he programmed all around me 2 hate my guts and treat me like stinky excrement. When this returns to the norm that I have been used 2 for about 16 or more years that I have consciously observed this whacky paranormal thing, I will stop wussing out, and will take advantage of it, as the enemy hates me 2 have any of life’s pleasures, it would cause the stock market to crash and break the bank of the human world BRIGGERS, such as Blair and Rumson.

The Lawtronic theory that Phase-4 entities that R existing in the physical plane, or as I call it, {physicality}, was or I really should say, will B first posed by a quantum theory professor at Harvard University, centuries in the future, Henry Jason Trump. B4 his death, he goes onto win the Nobel Peace Price 4 scientific discoveries. He states that they R aware of the situation and that they have come into physicality, and have by no means given up on gaining entrance into regular phase three ‘normal physical world life’. Stuck in some type of a limbo, in-between and inter-phased into a 2/3/4 or 2/3 to 3/4 phased entities, universally grouped and combined, and can now as this unified power source, re-enter into astrallity as a counterpart to all of our fictional and imagined characters, and actually become THE BRIGGBASE, the one third of the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Actually, Mr. Trump proved in a gigantic mathematical tenth dimensional equation, that they forced themselves into the political astral plane system or the then existing MILLIONTH COUNCIL, but being only one half in size and strength, have only about have of the astral world control over all of us and the GODS. If one half of something is added to that something, it is now one third of that something. An example being, 100, in lieu of one million, so if 50 more wish to join this 100, its new total is now 150, and the 50 that join the 100 R now one third of the new total of 150. The extra 4 zeros R meaningless to the basic law of this system. Just as in the inverted concept, 3000 times 2000 is 6 million, or three times tow is six and three zeros and three zeros is six zeros, or a six with six zeros after it. Also, in gambling games, casinos would B out of business, if gamblers looked 4 trends that remained in a ratio of 3:2 after many wheel spins or dice throws or what have U. In parallel event, using the twelve possible examples and one in particular of comparing a bi-parameter number with a following spin single parameter event, hence 4 example after every RED and EVEN, stick figure draw whether a LOW or a HIGH comes out on the following spin. After 100 spins or so, let us say we get a ratio of 35 LOW outcomes and only 6 HIGH outcomes. The ratio between low and high is 35:6, nearly 6:1. If this ratio stays even as small as 3:1 over the next few hundred spins, look at the chips U would pocket. Remember that a 3:2 ratio gives U one chip profit, but this is 3-2. Let us add one and even two zeros to this. 30:20 gives U 10 chips profit with no growth in the ratio, and gives U a chip profit of 100, when 2 zeros makes this a 300:200. These 100 chips if of a purple color would B fifty fucking grand profit minus their house vig. My point is that the 3:2 has not changed. Neither have any of the laws that state that just as U might B able 2 go from existence to non existence the whole enchilada would B up and no more subatomic reality would permit any further change to occur in that dimensional space of 8 used dimensions. Now U have endless time again 2 try and reach this coveted great NIRVANA, but again, just as U can do it, U again fall off of that wheel and up into the next one, and this is the process of CREATION that brought our dark world catch-phrases such as WORLDS WITHOUT END, AWEN, [ASTRAL WORLD ENTERTAINMENT NETWORK]. When someone starts to fantasize, it is the phase 4 connecting into the 6th dimension, as all is Lawtronically operating inside and within and through this 6th-D, and upon connecting and then re-connecting back into any chosen mortal world, usually a human, 90% of the time it is a young human or [child], 5% of the time a teenager, and the remaining 5% of the time persons more than 19 years of age. All of these figures are the late 23rd century’s best estimates, based on literally peta-tons of scientific research studies from numerous collected data resulting from complex mathematical formulas not yet created and understood as per 2007. Now in earlier blogging and blogs, I admitted to the fact that I often as a teenager, would fantasize about the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle. Eventually, it would then cross over into the dream or astral world, and we would begin then to interact on this other world. What in more honest truth and reality, is going on, will now B attempted 2B told by me, a poor mortal, just like all of U. Phase-4 of Astrallity, all joins into a system of a sorts, 2 create the entire astral counterpart of a down lined thought wave or a “multiple-song”, or multiverse, as song technically is a series of vibration. Song-vibration, and photons, or vibrating heat energies that R so fast they become light, R all one reality is higher sixth dimensional existence. This is where thought is manufactured, and the Eckankar religious order labels this the Mental Plane. This one reality is called pulse-down personality. Thoughts or the 6th dimension do not create nor make personality. This is created as groupings of thoughts R chosen by lower dimensional entities, and mixed with memories and emotional processes, all combine 2 bring personality to all of us entities from their 6th dimensional source. All that the sixth dimension is and ever can B, is thoughts, in and of themselves, and the built in ability to contain memory of themselves when combined, or in singularity. The 6th dimension is the collective thought, it is saying one and the same thing. Personality develops into entities that R receiving these thoughts as it transmits them out to the lower worlds. As personality develops and grows, we choose which thoughts to some various degrees, to accept and receive, verses which to reject and block. Hence 2 boys on Earth both may play cops and robbers, but one grows up and becomes the cop, while the other, the robber. Free will is real, but within the sending menu of the mental plane or the 6th-D.

Everyone is talking about the great new book out called, THE SECRET. It is a great book, and I really like the author. The idea of momentum in life is a major thing that I can identify with and relate to very personally. When Donna did to me what she did using the World Lab machine which when I told the truth about back in 1994, got me permanently placed on social Security Disability for being a nut-case, which I knew that it would, but back on point, she shot me an interaction precisely like Captain Picards probe did to him from the Russican defunked planet. I think I may B stuck, until this sendicator-signal as it will come 2B termed, breaks down. I really am still on my Bridge, yet believe I am on the world, married to the girl and not going so carefully, Petii. The entire life of my hell as Mountainpen, with what I know 2B real in the future, could B, theoretically, a big fat ugly illusion. I should never have trusted that beautiful meat packer from Boston, MAUSAESMWG, with tools like this. I know that when I seemingly awoke from the 5 months in one night experience, life turned 4 me on a dime, never looking back 4 so much as a single freaking blink. Now positive, or in my case, negative, momentum, as discussed in this wonderful book, is one thing, but what has happened 2 me is beyond anything, and my bizz partner Paul E.P. told me back in the nineties, “Mountainpen, your problems go beyond religion”. This big dude did not know how correct he was, nor how on the money he was. PBE, from some time back will B amended now, Paul is my bizz, not my buss partner. Speaking about Star Trek-TNG, IC Commander Darren’s rollup keyboard has beamed its way back to the QVC network from the 24th century, doubt it sounds as good as the Russican song played on it up in the Warp drive engine room area, where all of that nice natural reverberation was added. Yeah, it’s taped music Mister President Lincoln, what happened, did we go back in our technology from the 1990’s to the 2170’s? Wow, R we moving fast into some vortex and towards some unknown craziness at light speed cubed, or what bwaby-wuv???????? Whether Vulcan’s cry out in pain or not is debatable Mr. Lincoln, but the world in reality, whatever that is, is fast approaching some point of no return, and it will all happen long B4 the sun explodes into a red giant star and turns this lovely whittle world 2 freaking hot white ash.

Well, for two straight weekends, it is nothing but FULL EVIL SPORTSPIRE, EAGLES BEING CRUSHED TO DOGTOWN, and FLERS winning forever. Every day, FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FLYERS WIN AND WIN AND NEVER LOSE, AND THE DOW GAINS AND GAINS AND DONNA GAINES, AND NEVER EVER LOSES, AND NEVER EVER FREAKING WILL, not as long as they have me 2 endlessly frickin’ pick on and hurt and persecute and viciously harass. They have made every day of 2007 with few exceptions, TOTAL FUCKING DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never ever has been this bad. I believe in my heart of hearts, that Trump and Summer R involved in my wicked twisted hell and eventual total demise. Momentum in a negative direction started 4 me the damn seck I woke up out of that experience in the paralleled world somewhere in hyperspace where I lived on Ohio avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, on the 15th of August, 1986 AD. But then, did I really ever wake up, and more than this poses its question 2 me, did I even ever really get onto a skycar-100 prison transport system and get flown to the Earth’s equivalent to the Astral world evil BRIGGBASE???????? Phase 4 actually creates the unconscious mind. Listen 2 me carefully, if U ever listened ever 2 anything 4 Chrissake!!!!!!! Let me reiterate ladies and lads. PHASE 4 CREATES THE UNCONSCIOUS MIND, AND ITS CONNECTIONS INTO AN ASTRAL COUNTERPART WORLD. IT CREATED THE GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, WITH AND FOR ME, IN MY HUMAN BOY-HOOD ‘PERSONALITY’, and then, upline, took Sarah Krassle’s connections with and into the 6th dimension and filtered them, and then re-invented a new co-interaction with her and me, on this astral plane where both she upline, and me downline, share in, over and over, endlessly without a beginning or an ending, in a one-and-the-same ‘DREAMING’, or astral interaction. The 6th dimension became LAWTRONICALLY aware of what the all R collectively doing, or said better, what the evil twisted one third of the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL, the LAMBRIG ASTRAL CULT, or the BRIGGERS said in slang, and in any event the good 2 thirds of the MC know fully well, that their ‘worse-third’ the Briggers, R continuously attempting 2 do unspeakable things, and the Sahasra Dal Kanwal 2/3 majority of the great MC, is continually attempting to redirect the energies of the Briggers, so as 2 give them more control over what is being attempted. This gives them more of a handle of control over this phase-4 collective that becomes varying things in different downline hyper-spatial realities all throughout the sixth dimension. This all became many things in many realities, one being the result of MAN’S FREE WILL, here in this reality. Take this redirection of energy produced by the SDK MAJORITY of this MC, away, and these formed Earthly groups with no conscious mind of who they R nor of their true agenda of mind control and total sociological domination, such as the American HOLLYWOOD, and other global entertainment systems, would B able 2 take us over fully and complexly and covertly, and almost instantly. Adolph Hitler was quoted as saying, “give me Hollywood for a week and I could win the war without firing another shot.

Last Friday, at the Egg Harbor City laundry mat on route #30, was where a super siege all ready in progress, took roots and grew into an unfathomable monster demon. Death angels have been and still R constantly buzzing, left side, right side, it is worse than having tinnitus. My beautiful DEE-DEE hawks came over my car and swooped down over me so low I could C their beautiful eyes clear as an un-cracked Liberty Bell. Whenever they fly over me like this, I know the great SSJKK has sent them 2 warn me how dangerous things R4 me at the time, and Chrissake, they were. A military chopper began to fly over us and circle at crash level. Ed and I were in the car while Ann was doing the end of her laundry, we had all ready finished up ours. Ed finally looked at me and said, “It is getting harder and harder 2 dispute your claims of aerial persecution”. All week long the military scum have persecuted and harassed the DOGTOWN out of my pathetic whittle ass!!!!!!!!!!!!! After the chopper, and of course wall to wall poisonous kemtrails, every single day of the week, and Friday being no different, the plane that has been dogging me 2 death since late in 1985 with the long white wings and black wing-tips, flew crash level over my vehicle near the Hammonton shop rite B4 getting there, we were driving along route 30, the White Horse Pike, and thought this plane was gonna come down and crash into us. This shit has been going on for a period entering now into its 3rd decade, and going strong as though it is programmed 2B there 4 the next fucking million days. The chopper attack occurred at noon or about and 4 hours later, the old stock market about to close plane got me, and they stole another ill-gotten 60 points. For the week, it gained half a thousand or so points, I believe, and all by persecuting me 2 my pathetic whittle grave. Quite a few shit blotorcycles on the road for a 40 minus degree day, as well. The whole week was hell, the hit and run, endless siege, and on and on, and then Friday was the 1-2-3-fucking knock out super combo-punch!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the 1980’s, we had Sarah Callio Television, or SCTV, and now the symbology seems determined 2 complete the family cycle, with Frank Callio TV, wow, talk about ALL IN THE FAMILY, PHASE 4!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then Commander Darren the queen and her roll-up musical keyboard, guess Scottie said,” beam it back 2 Silva King on the Queen Victoria Callio Network”, [QVC, Silver king].

Many years, and I will get back 2 this, I am just now getting blasted with a major right side death angel MORTY MORTINO attack at 8:16.5 in the post meridian here at Ann Silver Kings place, Queen V. Callio. Back on point, 4 many years, working 4 a very miserable, but aren’t they all, security company, I would write with my finger on my dusty dirty old bumper, messages like Flyers Cheat or the Dow Jones is crooked. The ride 2 and from work and home when I did this was beyond siege. The entire milituforce was all over me, it was mind bending and imagination defying, all wrapped sickly and smelly, into one big lump of pig crap!! This same outfit, Assets Protection, was not loved by many a person, someone shot a bullet through their front window; it was on the freaking news about half a decade back. One day while working at a Pennsylvania landfill in Tulleytown, I left 4 home extra tired from lots of shit on the job. I slept through a major rainstorm all day, it was a night job. When I drove into work, it was just a light drizzle coming down, and puddles were few, as the ground took the water well. I picked the wrong night to ride up the landfill in the guard’s rover van, and got it stuck up in the higher part of the landfill, deeply imbedded in thick wet mud. They broke the transmission taking it out the next day, and did not have to, they never did the job properly, and then on top of that, the company broke many laws. They decided 2B judge, jury, and executioner, and illegally took a huge amount of money from my paycheck, and later told me I could agree to a lesser amount but I was going to pay close to 3 grand 4 their new transmission that they had put into the truck. Illegal garnishing of pay like that is totally against state and federal law, but ask anyone if my rights matter, or if for that matter, anyone ever gives two damn shits how I get constantly and continuously violated. I will B 53 sick twisted fucked up years ancient at 9:30 ante’ meridian tomorrow morning, the 4th. All I have ever known is misery and Dogtown, and not one single fucking miserable twisted soul gives 6 and a fifth shits.

Depending on how angry I remain tonight, I will tell several nasty and juicy TRS’s. If I was in a real world, I would have been arrested or sued long ago 4 things on my blogs. Now I believe there is no statute of limitations on felonies such as murder, kidnapping, rape, or acts against the government. I also checked out and know that if I did something while not yet reaching age 18, there isn’t one fucking rotten stinking thing anybody on this miserable mortal world and realm can do to me. U know about the Queens of Danger girl gang at Newton Creek, and a PBE said Cooper River, when I was chased by a dog that they sicked onto me and was forced to jump off of some rail road tracks, sahwee there rich prince. Miss your great TV commercials; they were great, take Geico shit off and put yours back on CO. Well, at the risk of getting 2 know a bunch of CO’s should IB wrong about the under 18 thing, as I was 16, but I got tired of being bullied by these giant babes, and all because I was too lazy to take them in my boat to a more deserted area and getting down without the disco. Sex to me is work, I always hated work, I always will hate work, I have to work at some things, but if I do not have to work, then my attitude is a polite, UN-FUK-U!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They did many things to me, Dorthea the Queen-Leader, picked up my 30 pound nice bicycle over her head and threw it about 100 feet out into the creek where I said bye-bye to it forever. Then there was the dog, the throwing rocks down from the rail road track bridge onto my boat, and having to promise the 2nd in command, name forgotten thank the gods, a long dark haired big brown eyed beauty queen, about 16 years old as I was, 140 pounds and just under 6 feet tall in her bare feet. The worst day was when if I did not kiss them all twenty minutes straight each one, I would have a fast trip down to the bottom of the creek, and sure enough, Dorthea the luscious muscle girl, built like a tank and a beauty queen all wrapped up into one heavenly delight, but I was in my own world back in the start of the nineteen seventies, and just wanted them 2 leave me the fudge alone. So she said screw me, broke my motor off my boat, tied it with something in the boat, 2 my left leg, and gave me a shove off of the boat with the force of a Mack truck, something to this day I remember vividly as a wet dream with Mariah Carey, another MC. She always told me her mother would get me kicked off the creek and sink my boat, even though I kept at my buddy Bobby’s place, right there in west Collingswood, NJUSAESMWG. Mrs. Q as we kids all knew her by, had my boat chopped into pieces and she told me in a loud scream that the coming winter, my boat will B in her wood-burning stove cooking great food. This was the last straw. I telephoned her and disguised my voice, the days long B4 caller ID and quick police traces and traps, and said, “Lady, there is a huge ticking time bomb in your house, this is no joke, better get out of there”. Word 4 word, this is etched in my mind, and today, I would B in jail 4 the rest of my life, as the story does not stop there. I called once a week 3 times, but the third time caused her to get a fatal heart attack, I was told. The next year, I bought a huge piece of lumber, as I knew where the brunet second in command in the gang’s house was as well. I poured lighter fluid all over it, and sent it heading from across the cove, directly into her yard facing the creek. The house never caught fire, but the yard burned a bit, and they put the house up 4 sale a month later at a give away price, and booked oudda there.B4 all of this ever occurred in 1971, Aquarius was playing on the record player at my friend Brad’s apartment, and the telephone rang just after Brad kicked my ass in 20 straight arm wrestles, and my arm was totally broken and gone. Brad had to take a crap and went into the shitter. So I picked up the telephone, and it was Rodney Dangerfield, he had been calling and attempting to go out with Brad’s luscious Italian mother, about age 33, 5’-3” tall, 110 pounds, and had a waste line no larger than a soda can, practically, and huge knockers. Her face was beyond killer gorgeous, I told you all about the ice tea and how Brad cracked up as he knew exactly what was going on, but let’s get off animal filth, and back to the meat of the blogging text. So Brad had been telling me right along how Mom and a friend of hers had attended a show Rodney had just done, and had a front row seat, and he fell head over heals for her, imagine a real honest to the gods star, falling for a nobody, hay Reagan, only in America, Mister Pres!!!!!!!! He was always calling and begging her to go out on a date with him, and we all know he was a married man. Shame, shame. Aniwho, this time was the only time I ever picked up the phone and he asked for her and I told him to call back in about 2 hours, that she was out on errands. Then he said to me, “you’re not Brad, R ya hot shot”? I said that I was his friend. Then, and I cannot precisely quote him, hell 1969, gimme a freaking break, he broke my tiny mind my Morians and Lessians. He broke my brain rapies and germiblows!!!!!!!! He said, something like, U really don’t know what’s going on, right, something to this effect. I assured him Brad was on the toilet and his mom was indeed out and would B shortly back. He then said, I know who UR, bet I know something you should know. I said, and remember this well, “excuse me sir”. He then said something like this. Your mom and your pals mom met at the Single Parents Society, am I correct. I think I remember saying, uh-yeah. He then said to me and this I will never forget. I am a comedian, but this is no laugh. It is all a big set up. U need 2B warned. It is all about U, stay away from the shore son. If I could have this on tape, I would sell my soul to the devil, 2 use human language, and I mean it!!!!!!!!! I have much more to tell later this week, U all will B very fucking sorry 4 all of this, I will let out a cat so huge, do not blame me if the entire global fucking economy collapses. It is time the world knows that established religions are nothing but huge hoaxes, the gods R4 real/e but not these stupid ass religions.

GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LAB, this is an official web logging document. All of it is co-copyrighted if the names of MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN R on these or any of my blogging texts. DATFILE XXI ENDS TRANSMISSION:

I DO NOT FEAR U MILLIONTH COUNCIL BRIGGBASE, AS IT ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I’S 2 HAPPY 2C, THAT SOMETHING REALLY BAD WAS GONNA HAPPEN 2 ME, copyright, ME, 1969. I AM AN IMMORTAL BEING.
BRING IT ON SHITHEADS FROM 1406 HIGHLAND AVENUE of 1984!!!!!!!!!!!

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Cause me all the accidents U want, U cannot kill me, none of U diseased pricks can. I cannot remain dead, so screw all of U. I thought I was the only hyperspace me, seemed the only possible explanation for getting shot at Wawa in 1996, and all of the other famous Mountainpen instantaneous resurrections, but quantum physics says it is not possible to B the only High School Musical, HSM, sahwee, HYPERSPACE-ME. AWEN and AWEN and Hell apoopya, the ASTRAL WORLD ENTERTAINMENT NETWORK is YI am forever here and suffering, the greatest coolest show in town, let’s watch the sick little bitch suffer, aren’t we just such a bunch of sweetypies???? When child molesters like Tom Reale can get away with what they did 2 me, and on and on, go ahead and tell me just how fair and just this sick world is. It is de-evolving, not evolving, U’re kidding yourselves Darwinists!!!!!! All this back from the dead and occultist info out in the world that claims we R all here in life to grow spiritually and learn, even the great BJE best seller book author and NDE experiencer and guest on many shows like fatsop. Honey, you’re books R great and uplifting emotionally, but I never lie to beautiful women, UR being deceived by what the Eckists call ASTRAL PLANE KAL-POWER, I shorten it to APKP. Not that this stands in a double 4 “ANTAGONISTIC PAULA KING PISSPOOP”, all though it certainly could, but does not, and back onto point again, if we R moving forward and gaining in our spirituality as a race, then Y has God been removed from school, and now from even government buildings as though the great Sarah-Stacey is something 2B ashamed of as opposed 2 being something 2B in total awe over, and love and worship 24/7/365.2422????? Come on, evolving, coming back here better and more spiritually advanced, U godda B kidding Eckankar, BGE, and all of U, how can U seriously believe this junk 4 one half an astral minper 4 the gods sake????

In closing today’s blog, the bad news MO, is yours, not mine. Ann Silva and Ed Himacane, and this computer thing ain’t working out too swiftly, so I will B in possession of this laptop and have plenty of blog time twice a week 2 write all that I need 2 from our own private residence, and later shoot it up 2 the ninny-nut, [internet]. No more bull shit, down to some real fucking serious business, BWABY-WUV ELMER!!!!!!!!!!

GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LABORATORIES/ this is an official web logging document. It is sworn under oath voluntarily by me under penalty of legal perjury charges. All blogging is co-copyrighted MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN/ with the Google engine and internet system as provided by law to protect my part in this intellectual property, including Optical Television, Freezerfans, and all inventions of the future that I make reference to.

Rats, Tats, and Playing Real NON-EAGLES Football needs B inserted here B4 closing out, do not need another heart breaking game. Where the FUCK R THE POLICE AND AUTHORITIES-OR DO U WANT THE EAGLES TO LOSE EVERY GAME? PROTECT ME AND THEY WON’T. U CAN BELIEVE THIS--I DO NOT LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!

DATFILE XX ENDS TRANSMISSION:
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Labels: aliens and the Millionth Council, our endless interactions, The millionth Council and Me

DIANA ZUDLECRONESSIA ARTEEMIS, UR so beautiful, and your lovely moon is there shinning down 4 me. I will B all over U all night long, and will continue loving U at the Teck Bay Pinkdunes. I really enjoyed swimming there with your friends and U, in my mortal illusion, last night. CU real soon, I am finishing up today’s blog at Ann Silva’s pad, was invited over with Eddie Himacane 4 a nice Thanksgiving din-din!!!!!!!!!

I knew that if I said it never rains on weekends, I would get rain last weekend, even a little whittle fat ugly shrimpy restart retard like me can eventually wake up after decades and centuries of seemingly endless hell, and learn how 2 basically manipulate the forces around me 2 some degree. I knew that all the hell that MO put me through would cause me a major FLYERS HOCKEY VICTORY, the dirt bags clobbered my pals in Carolina 6:3, tear, tear!!!!!!!!!!! But I plan to ride up my total of 5 dip-bought new Dow Futures contracts, up to 15K within 90 days, just wait and C if I ain’t tellin’ it totally true to Tammie’s whittle doctor bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Today’s nasty whittle TRS: On Petty’s Island back in the late autumn of 1984, I was on a docked ship and got talking to some people in authority and told them about my Diana. They said if it is true, make her come 2U as lightning within an hour, a clear nice night was predicted for the area by all weather forecasters. I asked Diana in a soft voice to bring her lovely lightning to me, and within 2 hours, literally out of the black, around 2 or 3 in the morning, she was all over, all work had to stop. I thought nobody was on the channel, I used a defunked channel on my security walkie-talkie, and was later told when I was making lovey-dovey with lightning, the Philadelphia Naval Shipyard heard it all and then when the huge unpredicted storm arrived out of nowhere, they put me on a watch list, similar to the ones of post 2001 and nine/eleven. Today I would have taken off 2 Cub, and not to the {TECK BAY}, unless UR spelling it starting with a G and ending with an O. Citizens have no freedom in this evil world 2 talk 2 any entities. Governments need 2B in total control, and R so scared of stuff out and beyond their control, they started the real UFO agency that nobody knows about, at least not the full story, and is called the National Aeronautic and Space Administration, or NASA. Don’t believe me, OK, cool, on a later blog, I will give U quotes on this by persons with ivy league collegian degrees, acceptable in global society, not said by a nobody blogger nut on a mental health disability.

DATFILE XIX ENDS TRANSMISSION: GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LAB-official web-logging documentation and legal document. This is a sworn 2B truthful documentation, under voluntary oath made by myself, under GODESS SCYLLA AND COUNTRY-USA. All this text is co-copyrighted Mark Mohr/Michael Mountainpen, if indeed, these names appear on any of the blogger.com blogs.

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

TEOHIV DATFILE XIX CB #5 Millionth

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

CB #5 DATFILE XVIII TEOHIV

The Epitome of Harassment-Internet Version, CB #5
DATFILE XVIII-----------112207.752
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Today is a super super super BOTBAR, or a Bottom Of The Barrel All-ready Rated day. Persecution by the enemy or MO, MILITARY-UFO-FORCE-ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, is unfathomable times ten to the power of fifty. The persecution in the air is off all scales and dials, a sky literally wall to wall and horizon 2 horizon poisonous jet kemtrails, loud planes, and loud varying other sky vehicles, also, motorcycles R all over like rats on Bubonic Plague Boulevard. It started this morning, and was fairly quiet for 4 or 5 days straight, a first 4 the year of two-oh-oh-seven, ended its first month, and the Sora crap happened. I have said many times that if I could humanly know what is going on as to Y these attacks come out of nowhere, continue for days and weeks at a time except on rare punch in and punch out occasions where it alternates off and on daily or around there somewhere, and then Y then fade into total oblivion as well also out of nowhere, only 2 restart this demonic cycle over again with dependable clockwork precision, that I’d B 90% plus on my way 2 understanding exactly who is doing this all 2 me, and Y. I began the original taped version of the Morianity Bible, never blogged word 4 word, but will B soon through my website’s soon 2 B added streaming audio, in the autumn of AD one thousand nine hundred and ninety five years. In it, I talk in the first chapter, early into it, about enemies USING CONFUSION against me, and that this is a popular military tactical type of tool. Boxers, lawyers, the list is endless, of those who can employ clever deceptions and thus, confusions, against opponents, 2 help them 2 come out the total victor against them in fights of many countless natures. Much more will B said on this and how the great princess, Lady Diana, was shortly quoted in the TIME MAGAZINE, a month or so after my saying this, almost word 4 word in an interview of her. Probably a coincidence, but B it this or not, she, and I, R telling a major truth here, and that is that successfully confuse an enemy is to B in the first stages of a victory against said foe. Shortly after her unfortunate demise, she appeared 2 me at the Atco Lake, here in NJUSAESMWG and basically told me that she knows my enemies and that I need 2 know that the tentacles of my problems go far beyond mortal world and mortal mans’ mind 2 ever really comprehend the full situation. Later she was with both David Charles Roth and myself in a hotel room, and the 3 of us were sitting around discussing this entire thing again, and David fell asleep in his sleep, and we tried 2 awaken him, and when he was aroused out of his dual slumber, he stated that we all were out in a not so pleasant suburb in Los Angeles, CAUSAESMWG, and that agents in some blackcov agency were tying us all up with heavy ropes and coming at us in our individual living spaces in this large building there, like out of a freaking Rambo movie. Mr. Rambo and Miss Blake were people I was dealing with in 1983 and 1984 that worked 4 the famous AT&T Company, before all of baby-bells broke up the so-called telephone company monopoly. Phase 4 LAMBRIG CULTISTS used the RAMBO name, they thought it was cool, it all came from my dealings with AT&T, and so much more is needed 2B told, and will B at later times. When I said a number of blogs back, that nothing even closely resembling the world and these new times would B happening the way that it is if not for my being here and doing certain things, dating back into the middle 1960’s, I am not just whistling Dixie through a set of busted choppers, for the thrill of giving a closely seated audience, a major germ shower. I know that the claims I make R far out, I hear what I am saying and typing on this laptop keyboard, and I still claim this is the truth so help me the Great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, under full oath to her, and also on my United States Citizenship. People R as clueless as a piece of used stinky toilet tissue, 2Y they all R acting the way that they do, and why society has degenerated into a race of pigs and scum inside human skeletal forms. First, we take prayer and God out of the school system, a system of total control by the Liberal part of the controlling Government here in the USA, and wonder Y in the place of these removals, a vacuum is left that must B filled with negatives, since positives were removed, hence in flooded guns and violence, and drugs, and teachers scared to death of their lives with an average equivalent of an eleventh grade education themselves, measured by the standards of 30-50 years ago.

Then there is poor me, a victim of a serious on going crime, too intimidated and afraid, to ever again approach the police who my taxes pay for in the first place, as they have told me that if I do, they will lock me up in crises centers, or worse.
This gives a license 2 anyone wishing 2 harm persons on these so called ‘mental-health-lists’. So if somebody really is out to get U, think about it, UR totally screwed. Remember that no physical thing happens 2 me when I report some astral occurrence such as Lady Diana, but it is no less real. On the physical plane, I can take my astral body to places and C them, and then drive 2 them the next day, and sure enough, yeah, there really is a tire painted red in a wooded area, just as I saw it on the prior night during my astral travels, and .there is no baloney about any of this. The fascitar-6/10 system can B with no holds barred, a way 4 this dumbed down and totally dead human race, 2CY we all R here and what it is really all about. I never said that I in the hubris mountain peaks have the one and only answer to all things. But what I know promises without a doubt that if properly believed and practiced, anyone wishing to reach their own personal spiritual wisdom and freedom from mans greatest fear which is the unknown and its biggest black hole in the box of human unknowns, DEATH, can indeed become liberated from all of this, and become as the ancient words call it, GOD-REALIZED.

Every Thanksgiving Day, and the near proximity time to this event, the MO pours on their vile of satanic hell-siege on me, this year proving again 2B no exception. Again, I still say that if I could come 2 learn these Y’s and details of reasons behind MO causing me even more hell during holidays in general, and this one being the biggest of all, I would also come 2 learn many other things concerning Y this all is going on around and against me. It is gonna B a super miracle if I can get this blog of the 18th datfile up to any blogging posts, this is how bad this day has been, it cannot B fully told. I am not going 2 pretend that I am getting no pussy command with this major siege of basically starting in early October, but 4 what I am suffering through, the normal RATIO of female flirtation with me in general based on amounts of super siege and especially sky siege, it is way 2 low. I had a group of young teens a week ago practically try 2 do unmentionable things by law, and then a few other small things happened from that evening through the present, but it is far smaller than normal 4 this amount of continual death siege. The computer is acting up, and I seriously doubt this is going 2 work. I am at Ann Silva’s place with Himacane’s machine, and they have really caused me a major inconvenience. Even doubter Ed believes not only in the gods now, but in how they R totally ruining every day and moment of my pathetic life. U cannot honestly believe, ya dick in the mouths out there in the astral heavens that R against me and doing this all 2 me, that it will never get noticed by those around me, when U use a repeatedly patternized type of endless harassment, and U must B much stupider than I have believed U2B. Studying Bruce Goldberg’s great book, TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE, some of these invading pricks R2 stupid 2 even tell time or properly perform even the very simplest of functions. When using the F-6/10, the first thing U must C is that UR going 2 end up asleep, and normally we dream either on an astral plane or through other entities while they R conscious, in their lives, anywhere throughout hyperspace. But by commanding your astral body to go somewhere in particular with conscious mind, U will fall off to a state where levels of under the consciousness will direct your being-ness 2 where it wants 2B and bring U back as much conscious memory back in the waking world as possible. When U start 2 return, U may wake up at the same time, using forward-mortal idea and lingo. Should U not, then U cannot do what I now will tell U. Should U indeed wake up frozen and unable 2 move, which any Neuro Surgeon will tell U is a reality where 2 protect the body physically, during dreaming, motor functions freeze so as to protect us from wildly jerking around and getting hurt, UR actually dreaming still, yet awake. Please stop seeing dream worlds and or real worlds as such tangible realities, we all R really energy, not mass, this is a ridiculous illusion that U all R adhering 2 out there. The physical plane of mass and the astral plane of energy is one and the same thing. These realities R precisely the same, the only thing is that one equals the other when multiplied by the square of the velocity of light, while the other is invertedly equal to the other when divided by the square of the velocity of light. Put a simpler way, U can safely believe this: Physical mass plane equals the astral energy plane when divided by this constant [squared]. Astral energy plane equals the physical mass plane when multiplied by this constant [squared]. This constant is the velocity that photons [light] travel in a vacuum when unaffected totally by any fields of electromagnetic-gravitation, EMG. Now, when the Fascitar-6/10 is practiced, and U successfully reach a point where U wake up in deep freeze or awake in dream-land or both-land as it more accurately can B said, UR able to do something that words cannot begin 2 describe. U started out as a hyperspacial Exploratron dreaming through another entity while they consciously live their life on some part of the mass plane, and then U hypnotically suggested yourself to switch into energy dream-shift or astral plane reality, and now U do what U suggested earlier B4U fell off 2 sleep, then U come back and wake up simultaneously. Here is the frightening part that once U can get past and totally beyond the fear, U can start on your journey of becoming a GOD-REALIZED-BEING.U do not try 2 move, and U lay as still as your body insists on physically being. Keep your eyes closed and don’t attempt 2 force them 2 open. Now with conscious will, tell your astral body, as U really only think that UR conscious, and R not, so really UR in the hypotonic suggestive state while seemingly being self-tricked that UR frozen and laying awake on your bed, so tell your truer being ness with seemingly conscious and aware-mind, to move off of the human realm of mass and matter, and go onto the astral plane, where U really R in higher truth 2 start with. Now, the first few times that U move out of life, U may in all odds, fight at the last minute, not to do it, and 2 remain here on the mortal world, a total mistake. UR not really here mortally, 2 start with. Once U move into this closer truth, remain aware that U now exist as U always have and always will, in this ‘land’ of dream-shift, the ASTRAL PLANE. First say that U wish to go to the Olympian Province, as U being from this part of the universe, would B less able and familiar 2B sharing interaction in more distant provinces, which would sort of translate 2 being more distant intergalactic physical mortal world spaces. Stars R only fusion reactors on the mortal world. In higher truth, they R large groupings of interactions and interactors and R actually great and very large astral world cities or petalopolloses. Hydraglacia is the city that we all see from time to time, the bright large pulsating star in the night skies of our MW. In July of oh-six, I watched this great astral city become a military appearing chopper with a pulsating bright and multicolored light aiming straight down on me and my vehicle, while at my job as a guard one night or early morning. I saw it go back and take its rightful place in the heavens, and continue to climb and eventually fall into a normal orbit. These things happen, and people seeing stuff like this R not mentally diseased. Did anybody catch the SCI-FI channel show last night with the mind controller? As an enlightened being, I caught it right away when the attractive female concert pianist was asked by this Dave Brenner or whatever his name is, if she played a piano, and she said not very well. I knew he was going 2 mess with under conscious mind and tell her that she never played, when in reality, she did. If she was like me and could not play, she would most likely had been honest and say as I would, no I cannot, except 4 an electronic board where any moron can memorize a few notes that cycle around, and then the computer inside the music keyboard does all the real work. Aniwho, she made her forget the bad parts of her playing habits, mostly her lacking self confidence, and she unlearned the bad, and was manipulated into believing she could learn to play within a week, like a pro, which she really was all along. Only this example and this show, mirror images and totally duplicates the ideas and concepts that I have been trying to say.

I am now crying out to all other nations beyond where I as Mountainpen, have been born. Here I am being persecuted by this evil empire and these evil people, who preach human rights and punish violators like using sanctions on China after the T-Square civil rights violation, which really was totally none of our damn business 2 start with. They dare to send me bills 4 the Crises Center after I was cuffed and taken off just 4 telling officers that one of their officers was following and harassing me. This brought their stinking fixed Dow Jones up over 100 points the next day after my release by the hospital shrink around 8:30 the next morning. I am unable to ever ask the police for help, is this a great land or what?

As 2YI tell so many things regarding celebs, who would really care if my secrets were about some shmuck named Harryo Delamarow the ninth? Today’s TRS will B about U and me and all of us, and yes, the celebs as well, Dogtown, they’re people too, R they not? I am gonna tell 2 things, and one will B about a celeb, the first one will not. Those nights that U look up into the sky and C an entire sky filled with airliners, supposedly awaiting space for safe landings, and R all stuck in air controlled traffic patterns, R far from being a true and accurate scenario. There R times when too many planes R simply there, and this is the best kept secret in the air traffic control business. Out of nowhere, within almost a flash of time, suddenly, liners R everywhere, some belong to one part of HS, ours, and all the others do not, and somehow got literally sucked into a ??????? This is real, it happens a few times a year in all major cities where numerous flights do legitimately come into a large city airport in order to land. What creates this hyperspace shifting where many transdimensional ships join ours in our airspace system? Well, what and who put a strange matter sucking system on Tennessee Avenue about 5 stories high over the ground, in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG?
It is there, ask lots of the locals, but don’t expect any answers, just major hostility. There is a technology that can stop most photography systems from properly capturing a good photo of an image. It is mixed normally with paint, and then the paint is applied to the structure or object. This paint is used on lots of United States Air Force secret craft in their MILITUFORCE. This paint is made by their own supplier business, and it is known to the public simply as the MARY CARTER PAINT COMPANY. Top conspiracy theorists have tracked a paper trail, and can prove a hidden ownership of the Resorts International Hotel and Casino, just a holler away from the worm hole. This same paper trail proves beyond a shadow of doubt that our great and lovely CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY or CIA owns both the MC PAINT CO, as well as through them, this hotel and casino, where it all started down there, the gambling that is back in 1978, yesterday morning 2 me. Go 2 a very special place under their total control yet it is public property from the street, go to 30 Plaza Place in ACNJUSAESMWG, and attempt 2 take a photo of this house, without it looking like a picture taken by a one year old with mental disease. Go ahead, if U can take a picture of this great home without it coming out all fucked up, I commend U, UR better than Himacane and myself, Gungadin!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, the water boy and his water goddess, well so it is, din-din-din, and you’ll indeed B better than us, as our best photos R shown of this place, go to the pix section on my fantastic website that tells the story that has never been mortally told, www.morianity-foundation.com . Thre other secret is how the media permitted the great Connie Chung to continue anchoring the World News, after I wrote and told many powerful people back around 1984, and told them how she appears so luscious and so totally naked in many photos in the September of 1978 issue of the STAG MAGAZINE. I was ignored, and the news went on, with that slut reporting it!!!!!!!!!!

Many many many things need B said and will B said, after the holidays. The prior weekend was quiet, but the Flyers hockey game went their way a week ago when they poured on various harassments such as electrical, diarrhea, and some shit up in the air, and it all was started when the game was tied at 3 if memory is serving me correctly. The reason we lost the shoot out and the righteous empire won over the evil with their loss, was because I called a guy and joined his dating club, where the enemy knows the type of women that I am seeking will B there plentifully. These diseased MILLIONTH COUNCIL scum bucket toilet seat joy-rockers knocked my outside electrical circuit out again after getting it back 4 just 3 short days, the filthy demonic slime.

DATFILE XVIII---------------- ENDS TRANSMISSION:

These blogs R all co-copyrighted in the names of MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, should these names appear on these blogs.
COPYRIGHT GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LAB, this is an official legal documentation, and web logging, sworn by me to B honest and true, under voluntary penalty for me should IB committing any perjury.

U ain’t heard a thing yet Al Jolson. C YOU soon, BROWN EYED AND LONG BROWN HAIRED SARAH. U can’t hide, I know all about U, just as I knew all about your good buddy, the ex-Mayor!!!!!!!!!!

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Labels: aliens, aliens the Millionth Council, the gods, worm holes

Friday night at work, the bowel attack was bad, and the electrical attack at the guard shack was bad, but then came the [on the job] attack itself. There were more jerk offs around than I had ever seen there in my nearly 3 years of employment at this work site. FLYERS WILL GO ON WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The markets will go UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U have heard me on more than one occasion give U the 4 HELL GROUPS used against me by scummy mother jamming MO: PEOPLE, ANIMALS, MACHINES, and WEATHER. Let me give some kind of example. First, remember the dog that fucked with me at the job that was always friendly with me until the terrible siege day back two July’s ago, it is all on the blog called the MORIANITY BIBLE. There was also a dog that violently attacked me near a railroad overpass in 1970 where I had no where 2 run nor hide, and had to jump fully clothed off of this 30 foot rail road track into the Cooper River, in West Collingswood, NJUSAESMWG. Later on I learned that the Newton Creek Queens-of Danger, the most dangerous and tough and gorgeous girl gang in the state at the time, owned this dog, and they had sicked it on me obviously, and a month later the Queen Leader Dorthea tied a heavy boat motor to my leg and threw me off of my boat and tried to drown me. What I did to her mom a year later would have had me put in reform school, if caught, today; I would B in prison 4 the rest of my life. I laugh at the Abbey Carmichael’s of the world, that claim that kids R damaged goods if they do a bad thing, what bull shit, the things I did as a kid and a young teen, 2 get back at people who tried literally 2 either directly murder me, or make my nightmare existence a living burning breathing shit hell, could never B admitted to in this new age politically correct world. U would have had 2B living in the 60’s and the 70’s 2 understand that life then and life now, a short period in mans total history, had a major sociological jump like never B4 in the history of mankind, and I know this 4 a fact. I also know that this gang and its leader was told by the great all mighty Callio’s of good old Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, 2 mess with me, but what I cannot get fully into today as we do not have time, U, nor me, but I know the kerlian counterpart of situations. If U use a kerlian photography photo and snap a tree limb on the tree, and then cut the limb off and retake a new picture, the area where the tree limb was, will show up in its energy counterpart. This is real and U can check stuff out on Google and the net, I do not want U2 take me at my word, when U can so easily and quickly verify these things that I tell U. When I say that this happened, it may have happened on the astral plane and never got around to happening in the particular part of hyperspace where UR now reading my blog on the internet, and then again it may have, but either way, all that is on any MW anywhere in the total complete HS, exists in its one and only astral counterpart. How can I not B in hell when I know these truths, when I know that on this higher and truer reality, these things actually work out into these interactions, and it then will soon happen to me here physically, or in many cases, indeed already had occurred. I also know the secret energy-reality that lays behind these interactions, here in physicality. Here is a quick and easily relatable example, did U ever walk into a store or anywhere, and a person looks at U with pure hate in their eyes, U know without a doubt that they simply and 4 no good reason, totally hate your guts? This is because astrally, the two of U know each other well, we all know each other, actually we R each other, but cannot even touch this today, an back on point, U and this hater most likely had a bad interaction astrally, and it made itself into your physicality, or better said, the both of UR dreaming in the interaction that UR having astrally, and here at this one point in mortal world time [MW], it just so happens, that U both R now dreaming down mutually that UR running into each other here at this physical counterpart location and interaction. This girl gang, as well as the Atlantic City girl gang, and some others, all exist in groups astrally, and my problems here on Earth, mostly come from stuff that is happening on the Astral Plane. There is a lady probably retired by now, who worked 4 the AT&T phone company in 1983, and her name was Miss Blake. In time all the things on these blogs will B backed up with sound bites, as this was all audio-recorded. When lightning tried to make contact with me after leaving the room in the sun to move to the Atco, NJUSAESMWG, she knew precisely what she was doing. U must understand that lightning, Diana Zudlecrenesia Arteemis, chose to enter the human realm in a normal human body, hence being able 2 remain in 3rd phase lawtronically. This human being is the great recording artist known world wide as Diana Ross. Now U know if UR following the blogs and the true story, that my 1969 song with its revised 1981 arrangement and sent to the copyright office also that year, was used in the song Chain
Reaction, by whoever wrote that song 4 Diana Ross, about 4 years later. But back in the spring of 1983, 13 years B4 I wrote the song SARAH, Diana had called me and her daughter or daughters were in the background screaming. Even at the tender age of 5 or so, a complex piece of audiospectronics or devices all bussed together that analyze sound and then graphs and matches small fractal wave-lines of numerous frequencies, was connected up to this old tape from 1983, about a year ago, quite by accident. This is a complex oscilloscope screen that with a 1997 special video card made 4 putting computer images on large TV monitor screens, Aniwho, by pure happenstance, while connecting up a bunch of DVD and VCR machines, into a large A/V bussing system, and by pure random chance, a station was on with a TV show called GIRLFRIENDS, and when one of the lovely chicks was speaking, the equasonic buzzer went off, and I had just had the tape running into all of this junk that had the 1983 phone conversation, and there was a total even oscilloscopic match on the TV and this caused a connected buzzer 2 sound through the TV speakers. It happened every time Tracee spoke and went off into a different square-sine wave when the other beauty queens would speak. I made a camcorder copy of this. Now, what U do not know is that Miss Blake told me 24 years ago in Middle May, no one could call me, there is no way anyone could get through. This double verifies that lightning is indeed in human form as Ross, which I knew all these years, but thanks to the TV hit show GF, where her daughter stars in, I have legal verification that she is lightning in human form. No human being could get on my line, and Miss Blake said that I had been taken offline, and was not connected into anything, when I claim this call came in that day in May of ’83. Naturally, this is today’s TRS. They get better, Al Jolson, just keep it going and flowing ya rotten prick bastards, my secrets R many and major, and one will come with each blog until I get a fucking back off, your move toilet seat joy-rockers!!!!!!!!!!!

To continue with the 4 HELL groups, not food groups, being animals, weather, people, and machines, there is much more 2 say with the animal part but I have told U some today, and the MB told about the dog at my job from two July’s back, now the machines, U know by now how the GMC or the Great Millionth Council fucks with me endlessly with this particular persecution. Now, 4 the weather part, here is a bite of shit 4U2 chew on. The weather plays huge parts in all of this. First when I need lightning around me the very most, I usually get a Randy Vanwarmer-1979 deal. Many summers, I have many a terrible cry because lightning won’t come around no matter how much I get on the phone and beg her not to leave me down and lonely and sick inside. Then there is my weekend job. The enemy is never as bad 4 the most part when it rain, so when is there ever any rain on Saturdays and Sundays, just about any good rainstorm is Monday through Friday, unless I am not working a weekend job. Then there is the driving in dangerous snow problem, does it ever snow on Monday through Friday? No, it fucking always waits 4 the weekends 4 this hellish bull shit!!!!! I could go on and on.

Most people that enjoy promiscuous sex in the future use kits. Re-tracing is total taboo. Kits R similar to police ID sketch artists and computer programs, U design the woman from head to toe, right down to the sound of her voice, but she is not human. Androids do the job well, but I happen to prefer being able to have the real and actual girls that I have known or known of during various lives that I have mortally lived. Only a re-traced signal amplified with an audio/video/material recording system can bring back the dead. This is what I was guilty of doing as a Labber in the mid late 23rd century, and I was told by Gawki Gaukauk that I only thought that I had successfully escaped the SKYCAR-100 Prison-Transport Vehicle, and was given this implanted false memory, C a movie with Governor Cali-negger [ARNIE], called TOTAL RECALL. They ripped it all off from DSD tapes, talked about on my first of the now 5 blogs, the MB, when I told my story by faking a phone conversation with some one, and putting DS on the flip side to boost the credibility of the message on the front side. Choppers and planes and road noises R off the scale here at Ann Silva’s pad today, it is totally unfathomable, Karen, U just godda get me 2 the islands B4I totally lose it and go postal. Back 2 Total Recall, I talked about my getting [FULL RECALL], and months later, out comes the governor’s movie. Yea Mr. Davito, your taxi ripped off my TPB book, and Arnie can protect U all he wants, and the little girl and I can have a rotisserie contest someday if it doesn’t get Adam Heart and Stephanie Powers 2 excited!!!!!!!!!!!! END TRANSMISSION, NOT TRANSMISSIO, ANOTHER FAMOUS PBE {prior blogging error}.

COPYRIGHT MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN: ALL BLOGGING IS CO-COPYRIGHTED IN THESE NAMES AND IN CO-OP WITH THE GOOGLE AND INTERNET SYSTEM AS PERMITTED BY LAW, IF THESE NAMES R ON THESE BLOGS. THIS IS AN OFFICIAL WEB LOGGING LEGAL DOCUMENT, SWORN BY ME UNDER OATH VOLUNTARILY, UNDER PURJURY CHARGES AND PENALTIES. END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE XVII.
Post Script #1, A MAJOR MILLIONTH COUCIL HACK JACK LATTISAW ATTACK almost got me, but I caught it and corrected it, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!

POST SCRIP #2
WHERE THE FLYING FLAG R THE POLICE AND THE AUTHORITIES, I AM A LEGAL US CITIZEN AND I DEMAND PROTECTION, IF I AM MURDERED, MY BLOGS CONTAIN ALL THOSE THAT IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER R RESPOCIBLE 4 MY MURDER, AND THIS IS NO JOKE AND NO HOAX, THESE ENEMIES R VISCIOUS AND TWISTED, AND NEED CRIMINAL PROSECUTION TO THE MAXIMUM EXTENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

DatfileXVII The Millionth Council and Me - CB #4

The Epitome of Harassment-Internet Version CB #4
DATFILE XVII 111307.627 BEGINNING TRANSMISSION

U cannot even begin 2 fathom how much hell these evil MILLIONTH COUNCIL put me through over the weekend and literally 4 two straight weeks. I will tell U things now that may, #1, get me locked up before midnight, #2, wreck the mind permanently of anyone reading what I tell today, and #3, get a visit from the CIA or a non optional visitation from the White House, and I will B more than happy 2 go, and tell anything, and get this efing nightmare stopped. I have done nothing wrong. I have committed no crimes. I have broken no laws. I am not against anyone. I do not advocate any civil disobedience, criminal or violent acts of any conceivable kind, nor any actions that in any way would B thought 2B a disloyal or unpatriotic act, nor do I agree in any way with those that R attempting to disrupt or overthrow the United States government. This government, all though great, has more than its share of troubles and woes without home grown crazies doing things to the negative against our great country. What people some day may come 2 learn about a military expression called a ‘SNAFU’, proves and verifies that human beings as well as any groupings of them that may form legislating bodies or governing structures or power structures, B it the powers of the great top church faiths, and or the governments that control major world power nations, still R all people, regular humans, that R absolutely susceptible individually to SDI or SIXTH DIMENSIONAL INFLUENCE. No one B it a small or large group of any type of authority here on the MW [mortal world], is COVERING UP some huge alien conspiracy or any other thing remotely similar. It is the [inter] and [trans] dimensional realities and the exploratrons that R doing these so-called paranormal things, and it also is these entities of energy-reality of varying forms, THAT R TOTALLY IN CHARGE OF COVERING UP THEIR EXISTENCE FROM THE PUBLIC HERE ON THE HUMAN MW. People can believe their silly ideas until the freaking cows and the brown eyed Kalios come home, and it will alter nothing. The world awaits the return of the Lord Jesus Christ 4 example, and should He indeed return to our time period, no one would believe it. No MW thing, will ever B connected with ASTRAL world things, as the 2 worlds only merge 4 small quick interchanges, never 2B a reality that lasts nor persists, by the very contrary and opposing natures of the way interactions operate on these planes, the phase two and three, or physical and astral.

Constant MC-ATTACKS, or Mickats 4 a new shortened word 2B added 2 my poor Russ dictionary, I do not recognize the change of centuries or my soul existence in two personalities using human concept, so bear with me as I do have a 300 year old habit of coining phrases and making up new words. Aniwho, the Millionth Council is one and the same thing here on the MW with electronic reality and all of the sub-parts or devices that R part of this electronic-reality. If I continue telling the true story of your All Mighty God, who I know and love with all of my being ness, Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, or SSJKK 4 short, it will B only a matter of MW-4-D [TIME] B4 the internet picks it up and spell checkers all over eventually will not put wavy red lines under these typed groupings of letters, as they will eventually become accepted into the internet society. Then there R MC-FORCES that mess with this ELECTRONIC reality, and pull deals like the 18th Sorian question on the state exam for guards here in New Jersey, USAESMWG. I have had just in the last 5 days or less, more than a dozen small and large electrical and electronic incidences now, starting with power going out after turning on a device that in now way exceeded maximum wattage load capacity on that circuit. Yet 10 minutes later, boom, no TV, no DVD, no VCR, no light or anything that is also connected into this circuit. The circuit has a 15 amp breaker so 15 times 110 volts maxes the wattage out at roughly 1,650 watts, and the total even with the device I added brought it to just over 1000 watts. So Y did all of it blow out? So that the Flyers dirt ball hockey team would start going on a major bullish and winning run, and they have, and never looked back, right up and through last nights’ kick-ass game of 3 to 2. But this was only the start. They did the same thing 2 me that night at my guard shack, no Earthly reason 4 any of it, I know how 2 calculate wattage, and know the goddess of lightning or [electricity] herself as my truer higher reality of Duke Ricktafarius, of the great RICKTOWN in the Province of Olympia. This MC-SHIT went on and on, the next thing to B broken 4 absolutely no good reason was my portable cassette tape recorder, one minute it is fine, and the next, it is gone and broken as though it was just struck by a huge bolt of Diana Arteemis, ‘LIGHTNING’. Then power went out Monday morning 4 no reason at a different part of my residence, and was resumed later on in the day, like Copperfield magic, out with no apparent cause, and likewise restored again, nee-nee-nee-nee, nee-nee-nee-nee mister Serling!!!!!!!!! Still other electrical things occurred, it cannot all B blogged 4 lack of time today, but U get the picture that I am being big time freaking messed with.

Aerial persecution is worse than in the entire 25 years or so that this hell nightmare has been going on. A non stop chopper, small planes, military planes, and shaking choppers, follow me everywhere that I go, harass me at home and where I work, at Ann Silva’s place, at Eddie Himacane’s place, it has been worse the past ten days to two weeks than ever. Yet, NO PUSSY COMMAND AT ALL. It just is not kicking in. This occurs from time to time, but I can promise U all that Milituforce Otammites or [MO], can B totally assured and B braced, that it is only a matter of time, it always will eventually kick in, and this time when it does, YOU WILL ALL B SO VERY SORRY, U WILL LOOK BACK AT 2007 WHEN I GET ME A LOVELY WIFE SOON, AND U WILL WISH TO THE SHIT-GODS THAT U NEVER TOOK IT THIS FAR TO THE WALL WITH ME, ASS HOLES, not hoes, prior blogging errors, sahwee!!!!!!! No the total harassment and persecution on me is beyond available verbal descriptions. Words R great, but cannot go as far into deep spiritual realities as they would need 2 go in order 2 properly explain and describe the full truths and intensities behind some things, it goes into what is referred to ASTRALLY, as tongue babbling, as basically from the human perspective, U would need B in a small trance of a sort, and as U babble, the emotion behind U will effect and tune the tongue babble into various spiritual or astral plane languages or phase two communicative processes. My home is being shaken apart by choppers, the planes R constant, it never freaking shuts up, all hours of the day and the night, these diseased filth follow me while out, and seem 2 know every place I go even B4 I do, and every move I make and thought that I think, even B4 I do. Naturally, only astral worlders have these abilities, no Earthly military or government or black covert agencies could come close 2 pulling off anything even close to this. Everyone is searching 4 aliens and psychics and afterlife communicators, and on and on, and it all is ASTRAL PLANE stuff. As I sit here penning this right now at my great friend, Ann Silva’s pad, I am getting my normal daily ration of #18-Sorian aircrafts, and numerous other spurious occurrences. Spell checker gave me little green underlines to my entire previous sentence 4 whatever reason, this happens quite often. I know what I am saying, so screw your wavy green lines. Yes my Morians and Lessians alike, this was the absolute worst weekend these filthy rotten puke swallowing MO enemies have basically ever given 2 me. Calling it horrendous and or Hitleristic, says nothing unless I say horrendous and Hitleristic times ten to the exponent of 555 nonillion. The only reason that the Philadelphia Eagles won, is because after their loss, I typed my last week’s beginning blogs, as RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL NON-EAGLES FOOTBALL, and I am not trying 2 get Ratatouille all excited. Sorry if I seem 2B copying your title, it is purely non intentional and coincidental. I somehow got through the weekend of Frankenstein’s worst nightmares,
And first thing Monday morning, they shook my residence with a horrific chopper, and again today Tuesday as well. They will not stop messing with my electricity, the body attacks and death beams R horrible also, and the death angels which had freaking slowed a bit, R now back on a nasty and major vengeance. In the majority of hyperspace, I am dying over and over again, and getting retraced over and over, and remember that virtually unlimited amounts of individual universes, all make up this one multiverse or upline thought wave of the great SSJKK. Likewise every thought and memory in our minds is connected in and through this mystical sixth dimension, and also downline endlessly creating not one but nearly endless groupings of downlines universes or a downlined multiverse. From here, I go to sleep, and dream many times into these downlined realities that get created from my mind, and this process of creation IS THE 6TH DIMENSION. We dream into all of our downlined multiverses, as this multiverse is one of Sarah-Stacey’s upline thought-memories. We do not do the creation or downlining of anything; this is all coming from this mysterious elevator room or the sixth dimension. Now some dreams R us moving into hyperspacial realities and varying time periods in our own universes or others in hyperspace, and we dream through the lives of others while they R conscious and living their actual lives, and then there is astral-dreaming, as each multiverse has its own one astral plane, where we can go directly into the upline thought, or SSJKK’s thought, merged as one combined thought. If this was not so, how could I have told U so much about this location or condition reality and show U real diagrams and layouts of these places there, again they R as real as the interactions of those there call 4 them 2B. Go to my website, all of it is up there, and soon, much more will B. This major Meagan crap setback hurt, and MO knows exactly how to impede all my planes. Meagan’s law is like anything else, I have existed 4 a long time, and can C a much bigger picture. I have watched 95% or better of American freedom, totally disappear over the past 25 years, interestingly enough, the basic same length of linear time that my situation has been ongoing with MO.

Friday night at work, the bowel attack was bad, and the electrical attack at the guard shack was bad, but then came the [on the job] attack itself. There were more jerk offs around than I had ever seen there in my nearly 3 years of employment at this work site. FLYERS WILL GO ON WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING AND WINNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The markets will go UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U have heard me on more than one occasion give U the 4 HELL GROUPS used against me by scummy mother jamming MO: PEOPLE, ANIMALS, MACHINES, and WEATHER. Let me give some kind of example. First, remember the dog that fucked with me at the job that was always friendly with me until the terrible siege day back two July’s ago, it is all on the blog called the MORIANITY BIBLE. There was also a dog that violently attacked me near a railroad overpass in 1970 where I had no where 2 run nor hide, and had to jump fully clothed off of this 30 foot rail road track into the Cooper River, in West Collingswood, NJUSAESMWG. Later on I learned that the Newton Creek Queens-of Danger, the most dangerous and tough and gorgeous girl gang in the state at the time, owned this dog, and they had sicked it on me obviously, and a month later the Queen Leader Dorthea tied a heavy boat motor to my leg and threw me off of my boat and tried to drown me. What I did to her mom a year later would have had me put in reform school, if caught, today; I would B in prison 4 the rest of my life. I laugh at the Abbey Carmichael’s of the world, that claim that kids R damaged goods if they do a bad thing, what bull shit, the things I did as a kid and a young teen, 2 get back at people who tried literally 2 either directly murder me, or make my nightmare existence a living burning breathing shit hell, could never B admitted to in this new age politically correct world. U would have had 2B living in the 60’s and the 70’s 2 understand that life then and life now, a short period in mans total history, had a major sociological jump like never B4 in the history of mankind, and I know this 4 a fact. I also know that this gang and its leader was told by the great all mighty Callio’s of good old Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, 2 mess with me, but what I cannot get fully into today as we do not have time, U, nor me, but I know the kerlian counterpart of situations. If U use a kerlian photography photo and snap a tree limb on the tree, and then cut the limb off and retake a new picture, the area where the tree limb was, will show up in its energy counterpart. This is real and U can check stuff out on Google and the net, I do not want U2 take me at my word, when U can so easily and quickly verify these things that I tell U. When I say that this happened, it may have happened on the astral plane and never got around to happening in the particular part of hyperspace where UR now reading my blog on the internet, and then again it may have, but either way, all that is on any MW anywhere in the total complete HS, exists in its one and only astral counterpart. How can I not B in hell when I know these truths, when I know that on this higher and truer reality, these things actually work out into these interactions, and it then will soon happen to me here physically, or in many cases, indeed already had occurred. I also know the secret energy-reality that lays behind these interactions, here in physicality. Here is a quick and easily relatable example, did U ever walk into a store or anywhere, and a person looks at U with pure hate in their eyes, U know without a doubt that they simply and 4 no good reason, totally hate your guts? This is because astrally, the two of U know each other well, we all know each other, actually we R each other, but cannot even touch this today, an back on point, U and this hater most likely had a bad interaction astrally, and it made itself into your physicality, or better said, the both of UR dreaming in the interaction that UR having astrally, and here at this one point in mortal world time [MW], it just so happens, that U both R now dreaming down mutually that UR running into each other here at this physical counterpart location and interaction. This girl gang, as well as the Atlantic City girl gang, and some others, all exist in groups astrally, and my problems here on Earth, mostly come from stuff that is happening on the Astral Plane. There is a lady probably retired by now, who worked 4 the AT&T phone company in 1983, and her name was Miss Blake. In time all the things on these blogs will B backed up with sound bites, as this was all audio-recorded. When lightning tried to make contact with me after leaving the room in the sun to move to the Atco, NJUSAESMWG, she knew precisely what she was doing. U must understand that lightning, Diana Zudlecrenesia Arteemis, chose to enter the human realm in a normal human body, hence being able 2 remain in 3rd phase lawtronically. This human being is the great recording artist known world wide as Diana Ross. Now U know if UR following the blogs and the true story, that my 1969 song with its revised 1981 arrangement and sent to the copyright office also that year, was used in the song Chain
Reaction, by whoever wrote that song 4 Diana Ross, about 4 years later. But back in the spring of 1983, 13 years B4 I wrote the song SARAH, Diana had called me and her daughter or daughters were in the background screaming. Even at the tender age of 5 or so, a complex piece of audiospectronics or devices all bussed together that analyze sound and then graphs and matches small fractal wave-lines of numerous frequencies, was connected up to this old tape from 1983, about a year ago, quite by accident. This is a complex oscilloscope screen that with a 1997 special video card made 4 putting computer images on large TV monitor screens, Aniwho, by pure happenstance, while connecting up a bunch of DVD and VCR machines, into a large A/V bussing system, and by pure random chance, a station was on with a TV show called GIRLFRIENDS, and when one of the lovely chicks was speaking, the equasonic buzzer went off, and I had just had the tape running into all of this junk that had the 1983 phone conversation, and there was a total even oscilloscopic match on the TV and this caused a connected buzzer 2 sound through the TV speakers. It happened every time Tracee spoke and went off into a different square-sine wave when the other beauty queens would speak. I made a camcorder copy of this. Now, what U do not know is that Miss Blake told me 24 years ago in Middle May, no one could call me, there is no way anyone could get through. This double verifies that lightning is indeed in human form as Ross, which I knew all these years, but thanks to the TV hit show GF, where her daughter stars in, I have legal verification that she is lightning in human form. No human being could get on my line, and Miss Blake said that I had been taken offline, and was not connected into anything, when I claim this call came in that day in May of ’83. Naturally, this is today’s TRS. They get better, Al Jolson, just keep it going and flowing ya rotten prick bastards, my secrets R many and major, and one will come with each blog until I get a fucking back off, your move toilet seat joy-rockers!!!!!!!!!!!

To continue with the 4 HELL groups, not food groups, being animals, weather, people, and machines, there is much more 2 say with the animal part but I have told U some today, and the MB told about the dog at my job from two July’s back, now the machines, U know by now how the GMC or the Great Millionth Council fucks with me endlessly with this particular persecution. Now, 4 the weather part, here is a bite of shit 4U2 chew on. The weather plays huge parts in all of this. First when I need lightning around me the very most, I usually get a Randy Vanwarmer-1979 deal. Many summers, I have many a terrible cry because lightning won’t come around no matter how much I get on the phone and beg her not to leave me down and lonely and sick inside. Then there is my weekend job. The enemy is never as bad 4 the most part when it rain, so when is there ever any rain on Saturdays and Sundays, just about any good rainstorm is Monday through Friday, unless I am not working a weekend job. Then there is the driving in dangerous snow problem, does it ever snow on Monday through Friday? No, it fucking always waits 4 the weekends 4 this hellish bull shit!!!!! I could go on and on.

Most people that enjoy promiscuous sex in the future use kits. Re-tracing is total taboo. Kits R similar to police ID sketch artists and computer programs, U design the woman from head to toe, right down to the sound of her voice, but she is not human. Androids do the job well, but I happen to prefer being able to have the real and actual girls that I have known or known of during various lives that I have mortally lived. Only a re-traced signal amplified with an audio/video/material recording system can bring back the dead. This is what I was guilty of doing as a Labber in the mid late 23rd century, and I was told by Gawki Gaukauk that I only thought that I had successfully escaped the SKYCAR-100 Prison-Transport Vehicle, and was given this implanted false memory, C a movie with Governor Cali-negger [ARNIE], called TOTAL RECALL. They ripped it all off from DSD tapes, talked about on my first of the now 5 blogs, the MB, when I told my story by faking a phone conversation with some one, and putting DS on the flip side to boost the credibility of the message on the front side. Choppers and planes and road noises R off the scale here at Ann Silva’s pad today, it is totally unfathomable, Karen, U just godda get me 2 the islands B4I totally lose it and go postal. Back 2 Total Recall, I talked about my getting [FULL RECALL], and months later, out comes the governor’s movie. Yea Mr. Davito, your taxi ripped off my TPB book, and Arnie can protect U all he wants, and the little girl and I can have a rotisserie contest someday if it doesn’t get Adam Heart and Stephanie Powers 2 excited!!!!!!!!!!!! END TRANSMISSION, NOT TRANSMISSIO, ANOTHER FAMOUS PBE {prior blogging error}.

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Post Script #1, A MAJOR MILLIONTH COUCIL HACK JACK LATTISAW ATTACK almost got me, but I caught it and corrected it, HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!

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WHERE THE FLYING FLAG R THE POLICE AND THE AUTHORITIES, I AM A LEGAL US CITIZEN AND I DEMAND PROTECTION, IF I AM MURDERED, MY BLOGS CONTAIN ALL THOSE THAT IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER R RESPOCIBLE 4 MY MURDER, AND THIS IS NO JOKE AND NO HOAX, THESE ENEMIES R VISCIOUS AND TWISTED, AND NEED CRIMINAL PROSECUTION TO THE MAXIMUM EXTENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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U all know about my mom dying on the 4th of March in 2000. I totally believe that her condition that came on her like sudden-magic on the morning of the 26th of December of 1997, almost 10 fucking miserable years back in MW-4-D, was brought about by SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, and in fact, this evil witch bitch has made my entire human life so totally awful and miserable, that no other entity would have been able 2 survive it, this means that technically, I refer 2 her as an evil monstrous vicious murderess. B4 going on, tall and giant girls R off the dials and gages and right along with it, as always, is MAJOR MUZAK TEASING AND HARASSMENT!!!!!! They always go together like death and taxes and love and marriage and playing BLACK 2 win at roulette after all even and high number outcomes, if there have been 42 BLACK’S that follow all even and high wheel outcomes at a table, and only 7 REDS. People willing to chart all 12 possible BI-PARAMETER number combos and wait and only play a ratio of 5:1 or greater, and bet the $100 level or the $500 level, or the $1,000 level, can all make a million dollars at roulette, this parallel event thing is real, and by the way is under my copyright, so U may not legally SELL this system to anyone, U may however, and please do, freely share and exchange the information with anyone that U may wish 2. If U think the casinos R worried about this secret, UR way off freaking ass base. Even I enjoy gambling too much 2 endlessly stick to a slow stand to play waiting system, no matter how much the potential profit may B!!!!!!! Let me get back now on point with TRS. The night B4 my dear old mom expired as mortal worlders perceive these stupid and silly illusions, I will say when she awoke from her final dream as who she was dreaming in her present dreaming sequence, I was under the worst sky and air attack of my life, at my Winslow Township rented home, in NJUSAESMWG. In any event, the telephone rang and someone with the last name BRAXTON called me and said that the psychic that told me that she is one of Sarah’s friends, Paula Uwich of Glendora, NJUSAESMWG, who ripped me off and remodeled her entire home using my ripped of monies as well as another poor innocent young girl that I spoke 2 years ago and found out that she had ripped her insurance money off, telling her that the money was causing evil to surround her and that she needed 2 get rid of it or she would die of cancer. I told Congressman Robert Andrews. Office all about it, and got blown off, the entire system is crooked, even the Gloucester Township Police was told, I reported her wickedness and evil 2 many authorities, the gods, WHERE THE FUCK IS JACK MCCOY WHEN U REALLY NEED THE GUY???? Paula Uwich told me that some artist named Toni Braxton was in on this, now this is all third hand shit, and is legal hearsay. I only can legally blog-report things in this way, as hearsay. But my caller-ID was displaying an area not locals to me by any stretch, and I was on call block so whoever called had to hit star-82 to get through, as without caller ID getting a display of the caller’s identity, the call would never ring through, and the caller would hear a message from mister Boston Field of Dreams, “Thank-U for using AT&T, your call will not B put through as the caller does not accept blocked calls”, so otherwise I am sure she would never have called so that I could C this display, and I immediately rented a small camcorder-movie-corder at a local rent a center with cash money, and used it for a one-day-rental, 4 the sole use of taking a picture of the caller ID screen, the caller ID Box in my home dining room had overhead lights on a dimmer switch, and at full bright, we R talking dark glasses 4 comfort, so a good shot was received and transferred 2 my video file onto VHS videotape onto my video cassette recorder [VCR]. When I asked Y she was calling me, she said that I had pissed off the RIAA with my search4 her friend Sarah, she was aware of my song reaching the number one position on the independent country music charts B4 getting knocked off by Linda Ronstadt’s good friend. This all had happened back in the summer time in 1998, and whether I was really speaking to TB or not, I will never know. But whoever it was, I said to her in paraphrase, what do U want now, YRU calling, and she laughed and on came her boyfriend or hubby or somebody, both sounded definitely young and African-American, and he said, I am coming over 2 your house and kick U senseless. I hung up and called 911, it all is on record and file with the Winslow Township Police Department. The next morning, I went to sleep around 5 AM. I thought a light was on in my moms room and figured she got up 4 a cup of coffee, it was a Saturday, and then figured she would watch the TV set up in her room and fall back to sleep 4 a few hours. When I woke up around 3 or 4 in the afternoon, her door was shut and the light was on, and I walked in. Her arm was laying over the bed and her face looked totally gone from this evil sick old world. I took her arm and it was stiff and icy cold as the room. I believe that Sarah Martino murdered her. The secret is that the coroner and the police and the 911 operators all had taped copies of the previous nights1 911 call, yet the next day when I called 911 again, and all of them were in the house, not one mention of this threat to me over the phone the night B4 was mentioned. They asked many questions and I showed them many of her doctor’s cards, as well as all of her meds on the kitchen table that she took. But no mention was ever made of the night B4 with this Toni Braxton/Paula Uwich/Sarah Callio Martino thing. There is way more to tell, right down to a dream as U mortals would call it, back earlier in this 2007 year or maybe back late in oh-six, forget right now, with the Ex-Senator from Tennessee Avenue or Tennessee, the now hopeful for President on the switched party to the Republicans, in this wild vivid but not lucid interaction, I was being accused of my moms murder back in 2K. Much more will B said on all of this. I never did anything wrong, but do have a story 2 impart 2 the world 2 clear my conscience eventually, but in this altered part of reality, whatever reality is, the Senator turned TV prosecutor on the TV show LAW AND ORDER, saved me from a bad fate, as my only evidence of things that would clear me of the crime that I was being accused of, a bunch of cassette tapes both audio and video, and I was in a room with horrible prisoners, and my evidence was in my hands and also in front of me on a desk we were all sitting in front of, numerous chairs against one large common desk. This one young Afro-Am dude said 4 me 2 hand over all my tapes 2 him as he could exchange them for smokes money in the joint later, and when I refused, he told me that he was going to put a big time major beat down on me, or translation 4 the other side of the fencer/non yard bird types, He’d kick my freaking anus. Thompson heard this and grabbed him and chained him on the opposite side of the room to some other desk and hooked up a machine and placed some type of an electrode into the dude’s mouth, securely fastened it there, and turned on the power. He was my here, or the jerk off would have taken away my only evidence that was going to exonerate me from this absurd murder charge. It was a frightening a powerfully realistic and vivid dream, in full panoramic color and sound BRO!!!!!! Much more will B said, I have that nasty CIA loud low plane here at Ann Silva’s, it is at Ed Himacane’s place and my place as well, and pussy command off the scale is right around the freaking corner, ya jag officer. E N D T R A N S M I S S I O N of datfile XVI and CB #3.

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Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle told me on the astral plane, that she cannot tell me anything here on this MW as this would violate her rule and law for her to do this. She does not speak on the MW to anyone ever, if U think this happened 2U, UR being deceived. Joseph Smith of the Mormon Church was on the astral plane and talking to her and some of her friends in her great city, one of which is Shlajemuxpa If SSJK does tell things to a human that appears 2B projected or in a TTH [THIRD-THING-HAPPENING], Evantide Moroni Shamdelll and yes, 3 [L’s] not a typo, there R many astral plane names and words that have 3 and even 4 back to back letters. The city name or ASTRALLY, the CITYNAME, all one word, or permission to enter the great city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL, is most of the time with some exceptions, the third of names when total name amount is between 4 and 7. Whenever the great SSJKK speaks to someone on the ASTRAL P_)LANE, the true spelling, or MW PLANE, UR either ‘projected’ or in a TTH [THIRD THING HAPPENING] and this does not violate scripture and law. Most of the time, conscious memory blocks out any astral communications, especially if UR speaking to a VI-QUEEN, a good friend of the great SAR, [ANGELS, in church lingo], or the great ALL MIGHTY SARAH KRASSLE herself. With me, the other day, I remember being told that I was not upline but the me that Sarah’s thought now has downlined into this entire multiverse, was with her when she and I were both 80 years old, and we were attending a funeral of a man named Apollo Lester and was told 4 now not 2 print his third and last name, but we were at his funeral. He was 10 years older, and had just died of a massive heart attack, being age 90 years. He had pined away for Sarah Krassle’s love all his life. I had gone down 2 the Trinidad Motel in Atlantic City in this upline world, and had befriended her in a small way, and then she got on the bus at the Pleasantville Main Street Waterworks, www.acmua.com and instead of this event never happening here when I was nineteen, only she and her friends/gang threw icy snow balls at the window while the bus passed the water company, and the one thrown by her busted out the entire bus window, filling my mother and my face with glass bits and snow. We never sued, another story 4 another blog, but in this upline, she was not with her gang of girlfriends, and I was not with my mom, and she got on the bus and sat next to me, and from there, a love affair ensued, and never looked back, but Mr. Lester was angry and on 4 occasions tried to kill me, eventually ending up sentenced 12 ½-40 years, and was a bad prisoner, going in at the age of 37, and murdering another prisoner on two separate occasions, and was still doing time in this upline world penitentiary when he reached the age of 90 where he died of a massive and fatal heart attack, but we were permitted 2 go his funeral and he was cremated. The thought that made this entire downlined multiverse was when she was sitting in the viewing pew with me, and thought of how we had met and fell in love, and how this older guy had always wanted her and was major angry and jealous of me ever since we began dating. She will not reveal Y her thought caused me 2B downlined in so much pain while Mr. Lester became the devil in our world and has such great power, and of course his motive now is quite crystal clear as 2Y he is making it his personal constant mission 2 wipe me out and cause me infinite misery. Stacey said 2 me that when I am more ready, she will let me know the rest of this truth as 2YI have 2B in this absolute low and he gets 2B in this absolute high over and above me here in her downlined thought reality, or our entire multiverse.

There is much to talk about, U have not been told squat about my life as Mountainpen, not squat, I could tell U things 2 night that probably would lead to the end of the world. END TRANSMISSION.

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DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION: All names and groups listed on any and on blogs R2B fully investigated should IB murdered, as they all have played parts in my death, in various degrees and ways, and I swear this as a legal oath, subject to perjury charges and penalties. END TRANSMISSION.

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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 CU 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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About Me

Name: theansweristheqyuestion

Location: hammonton, new jersey, United States

Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness

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 batcrap 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 burried. 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 pertainant here. Sarah-Stacey Krassle loves me very much Mr. Honourable Mayor, so if I cannot stop this from happening, please take all of this as a friendly piece of advice, and don’t fuck with me. Same goes for maffioso 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 barnicles off piers and pilings. SSJKK is not happy at all with this. Remember, that many of our dreamings 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 resissent and not the dominent, 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, esisting as U go through your waking world day, inhabited by millions of ghost-like resissants. UR the one that is in waking physicallity, 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 CU 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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Name: theansweristheqyuestion

Location: hammonton, new jersey, United States

Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness

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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 remotelyresemble what we on this one would begin 2 equate with life. Still, they do love 2 play GAMES, they are MISCHIEFIOUSLY DESTRUCTIVE, and do things JUST BECAUSE THEY CAN, and these 3 prerequisites R a great starting list in the identification of MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES, OR BIRGGBASE RESIDENTS. GGGffffffffggggggggghhhhhhTTTT, Yea they R fucking hacking me and violating my civil rights as we speak, they changed the printing font that I am attempting 2 use,and this occured 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.

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Morianity Foundation

This foundation is the invention of a man who has been the victim of terrible harrasment for many years, from piwerful 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.

theansweristheqyuestion

Location: hammonton, new jersey, United States

Not boring, without hesitation nor concern for fibbing, I can honestly say with a knowing that out of 8 billion that live or have lived here, none have shared my wild ride through hyperspace, with awareness

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theansweristheqyuestion

Location: hammonton, new jersey, United States

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he pulsar chopper attack at my job is a major indicator of new and accelerating MO hell siege, but following my last half dozen blogs, U’ll C how it started with this crash level civil rights violating following chopper at the Hammonton Shop Rite Grocery store, in NJUUSAESMWG. It always starts after small slight back off periods, either with a giant menacing poison kemtrail or a super loud and low private, military, or some kind of aircraft, or a loud and crash level over the tree tops helicopter attack, and this has been going in since 1986, and B4 that, it was 3 years of more covert and less obvious hell, such as screwing with my thyroid gland, and killing me in the summer of 1983, only, as I learned, I was not about 2 remain dead, I am just 2 hot in the AWEN RATINGS, all though at the time, I had not yet in my current MOUNTAINPEN lifetime, come 2 realize all of this. The MILLIONTH COUNCIL is not gonna ever stop screwing with me, and as the old ESOPs FABLE says, and that’s that!!!!!!!! Fable is a strange concept. The weird and strange is more what is really happening around us, than the so called normal, I mean really, come on, if this is not the case, explain 2 me then pretty pweeeze, Y if U reverse most things in and throughout human life, do we get a more accurate truth emerge as a result? Also Y do we therefore appear 2 all B cosmically running backwards or at least, in reverse? Could it B that the worm hole in ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, EARTH, SOL, MILKY WAY GALAXY, or [ACNJUSAESMWG] in abbreviation, is sucking not just our forward time-running matter into itself, but all of us, both while awake and when ‘dreaming’, from time 2 time, I mean really, who the Dogtown really knows, am I so wrong in postulating this concept ladies and gentlemen, Morians and Lessians alike?????????

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Monday, October 15, 2007

DATE AND TIME FILE 00000VII

RATS, TATS. AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL
Blog #24 DATFILE 00000VII
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DATE AND TIME FILE 00000VII

RATS, TATS. AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL
Blog #24 DATFILE 00000VII
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I am under the absolute worst attack from MO, and they nearly killed me over the weekend, it was as close as it gets. I know what and who and exactly what the deal is, I am not stupid. These R the people that need 2B investigated thoroughly if I am found dead, as they have indeed all been instrumental in my murder, in various degrees, and methodologies. Also, they did in my poor elderly mother, my best friend in this life, David Charles Roth, formerly of 5133 Oakland Avenue, in Northeast Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG, and his mother as well, leaving me no witnesses 2 nearly 2 decades of vicious crimes that they could have sworn testimony about should my problems ever miraculously get 2 surface in a court litigation civil suit, as well as hopefully someday, a criminal prosecution:
DONALD TRUMP, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO MARTINO, EDWARD SNYDER, DONNA SUMMER, FRANK CALLIO, RICHARD KARPF, NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE, MANAGEMENT OF THE PHILADELPHIA FLYERS HOCKEY TEAM, AND SARAH MARTINO’S MOTHER AND FATHER IN LAW, THE “CONNECTED SENIOR MARTINO’S”, AND THE COUNCIL MEMBERS AND MAYORS OF ATLANTIC CITY FOR MANY ADMINISTRATIONS, AND THE TRUMP ENTERTAINMENT ORGANIZATION, AND THE CONTROLLING POWERS RESPONCIBLE 4 BRINGING THE CASINOS LEGALLY TO ATLANTIC CITY WITH WHAT WAS REFERRED 2 IN THE YEAR 1977 AS THE SECOND REFERENDUM VOTE THAT OVERRIDED THE CHURCH OPPOSED AUTHORITIES. THIS IS A DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION OF A MORTAL MAN FACING AN ANGRY ALL POWERFUL GOD BY YOUR HUMAN STANDARDS THAT THIS TIME PERIOD LIVES BY, AND IT IS SCRIPTUALLY BIBLICAL THAT THIS ALL MIGHT BEING DESPISES AND CASTS INTO HELL [ALL LIARS], AND THOSE ON EARTH ARE COMMANDED IN THE TEN COMMANDMENTS NOT 2 BEAR ANY FALSE WITNESS AGAINST ANOTHER, AND THE PENALTY IS HELL FIRE AND ETERNAL DAMNATION, SO THIS IS WHAT I SOON WILL B FACING THIS ANY OF THIS DYING AND EXCITED UTTERENCE BE A LIE AND I DIE.

Now this Blogger witnessed and posted capital text above is an official legal obligation. I have transferred a 1985 life insurance policy with the great rock, PRUDENTIAL, to U Karen S. in the amount of 80 grand, and all I ask of U is 4U2 keep my website going, send the $40 per year to the site that permits me to exist as the www.morianity-foundation.com, and try 2 promote what these evil bastards have done to your friend 4 many years, putting me through a misery nightmare hell, that U have personally witnessed as seeing first hand my agonizing torture and torment and pain, without let up, never a moments peace, ever. I’ll B in touch, and will B notarizing a switch in your name as my beneficiary. Presently my mother is the beneficiary, and she exists in the Ricktown Manor in the Olympian Province out in phase-2 reality, and thereby has no need of physical world money. U’ll B hearing from me, and if U say no 4 whatever reason, and yes I expect U2 talk 2 hubby-Jimbo about it, but I’ll understand, but hope you’ll agree to this awesome responsibility. Last Friday, an unfathomable attack from the MO struck me like an atomic fucking bomb the size of Jupiter. A huge nasty chopper struck at just seconds past clock noon, not solar noon, here at my residence, I say this 4 anyone in the futch that wishes 2 ever scan back here 2C that I make none of this shit up!!!!!!!! Let me give U a few retractions/corrections and PBE’s, or [PRIOR-BLOGGING-ERRORS]. First, black even numbers in the game of Roulette, R as follows: 2,4,6,8,10,20,22,24,26,28, as B4 on another blog, I accidentally omitted the twenty number, never forget black-20 bwaby-wuv, a powerful number that represents the astral plane, and only my neighbor from the GCSP Building, who dreamed here under the name of Timothy Leary and was famous for the LSD acid and tripping without the use of the FASCITAR, the astral number that physically is 25, the number that LSD is connected with due 2 some chemistry stuff, is really only 20 on the mortal world, MW. The 6/10 Fascitar method of astral-projection is a major “kept” secret by very esoterically ‘connected’ powerful people and masters. I typed in this as the 6/1o, a PBE, it is the “6/10. Many errors R in need of correction, and will B attended 2 in coming blogs, but 4 now, notice that when the Millionth Council evil BRIGGERS machine-hacked ed Him’s computer several blogs back, I was discussing the great fucking disco queen, and said that she had decided to name her ranch the FAITH FARM ESTATE, in similarity to my 5 or 6 weeks of attendance at the Church Farm School, out in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, B4I got knocked around by a dude named Bob Jurik, whom later investigations showed me that he was indeed an employee of the Mary Carter Paints Company, even back in the year of 1971 while I was at this school from early Seppie through mid-Ock. This company is a secret holding company to the great first New Jersey casino where it all began in 1978, called the RESORTS INTERNATUIONAL HOTEL AND CASINO, located in the old Chalfont Haddon Hall Hotel, on Pennsylvania Avenue, in ACNJUSAESMWG. Join any conspiracy theory top club in this great land and they will trust U eventually with the secret that the federal agency called CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE, secretly is the MARY CARTER PAINT COMPANY, and this was the second time the authorities 4 no good reason, directly did evil things to an innocent boy who never did drugs or caused any trouble nor civil rebellion, leading 2 two major assaults that led to the end of my education. Sure, U can read every book in the biggest city libraries, but U will never B anything but an unskilled laborer or a security guard, without attendance of a good college, leading 2 a legitimate receiving of a degree of at least master level, and 4 real bucks, a full doctorate of philosophy, or a PHD.

First was the chopper, then later on during Friday’s Flyers Hockey game, they violated my civil rights by sending signal #2 Federal Communications Commission, into my cable system through Transcutin Project equipment, basically a way 2 enter anyone’s cable system and send damaging signals that effect your connected apparatus in many varying ways, with me, it was another mono-left side home theatre cut out. Then death angel attacks came, and then within minutes, I was on the toilet. I was sicker than I have been in years, and should have gone 2 the hospital, but I need my hours at my job, and went in sick. I had to bar up the door all night, put up a make shift shade over a window, and interchange plastic bags inside of a small plastic waste paper basket, pull down my pants all night long, and put the can up to my ass hole, and do my ugly business. This went on all fucking rock chucking night long, and I carry soap, bottled tap water, and lots of toilet paper, a full toiletry bag, I must, whenever I go 2 work. This has been ongoing since 1986, more than 21 years of MO attack and hell, beyond your wildest nightmares. These inhuman demonic scum of the Earth have absolutely no shame, no conscience, not one single micro ounce of goodness in their entire being. They would need a Hubble Telescope 2 look up and C whaleshit, 2 to things like this to another human being, they should B put into a room with robots made of razor edge fingers, programmed 2 run around wildly with their arms swinging randomly and viciously, this is the only punishment that could come close 2 fitting the crimes being done against me. I am not a perfect person, but to torment me day and night 4 more than 20 years, secretly and covertly, wreck your chance 4 ever having a career, wreck your education, wreck any chance 2 ever have any kind of any social life ever in any way, and on and on, iti is beyond incomprehensible, reprehensible, despicable, and satanic. It is pure evil in its pure absolute form, and I know that there is a devil as mortal man perceives the concept of an all evil being, and I can witness to the churches of the world, that the spiritual is all true and real, and no faith is needed at all 4 me, none, I have been put through a convincer that U can’t conceive in your wildest fantasies. I did bad little things as a small child, but nothing that would warrant what is being done 2 me.

You will B leveled with now, as something that I was never going to tell and say, will B, after this death siege. First, the kemtrails attack today, Monday is vicious as a wild fucking tiger, not toger, error on my website in the DOGTOWN section, www.morianity-foundation.com and it is obvious they R not gonna back any of this fucking shit off one teensy weensy whittle bit bwaby-wuv Elmer!!!!!!!! OK, here is what I will do in the future, and no, stop watching sci-fi shit as it cannot B undone. U can change things by doing the thing differently in a different time, in another altered swing of the atom, or put simply, moving ahead or in reverse through time, caused U to no longer keep your atoms on the same atomic frequency, changing their very universal signature, and forcing U now 2 instantly B interacting in a parallel reality or universe where the signature of the atoms match those of your now changed body which resulted in your time acceleration or deceleration. I cannot change what I will do there in that part of hyperspace in the middle-later part of the twenty-third century. I will not redo it when I get back in my new current part in HS that I’ll B in at this time, but what was done is fixed or atomically locked, into that signature, and can never ever B altered. Causality and time traveling R totally still in their misunderstood infancy stages by this dark aged civilization. But U need 2 know what I did, and I was one of the first 2 do it, others did it too. Retrace tek was new, and the Lab was fairly new as well, picture a garden apartment area that sprawls around a 200 plus acreage, built into a seven story fortress, and U have the KS World Lab. I admit to having fantasies that may not B2 nice when it comes 2 women and sex, and here was my chance to do a horrific thing that I had total power 2 pull off and get away with it. I worked here as Zeejins and had clearance access 10, almost the full14. I had access to all of the developing technologies, and had recently graduated from Harvard University; one of my professors recommended me highly 4 the position of NTO, or New Technologies Overseer, this proff was none other than Henry Jason Trump, the ninth grandson of the great Donald. I secretly retraced an entire harem of more than 600 lovely girls of all ages that I have known between the years of 1650 and 2376 when I was working there at the lab in two three seven six. I retraced them in suspended activity, what U now call suspended animation 4 the gods only know Y. I box crated them in non-air tight crates to a large home I was living in, with several co-lab workers, and we all were in on this, remember the teck of lazar-trace or LTT was only safely released 5 years B4 this in June of two three seven one. Making a long story short, the home all ready to anyone here in 2007 or around this time looks like nothing U can imagine and would have caused a cardiac arrest even 2 Frank Lloyd Wright. The 5 other felloe Labbers were totally cool with this, and we did not C the harm in it, because we were too fixated on having this harem under our control. We did not realize deep enough that we were committing a terrible crime. These re-traced people R still total human beings, and by their perspective it was suddenly an instant later from the time they met up with their death, B it old age, sickness, accident, even killed. By the way that they would C things, it is suddenly a new second and a new place. The older people lived and died at their ripe old age, but we rescanned back to when they were young and beautiful, so to them, their last memory was that of being this age. We just never allowed ourselves to think it through and realize the seriousness of our offense. We told them that we were an alien force from the Andromeda Galaxy, AG, and that they have been abducted for proposes of sexual human study and experimentation, that we were studying this part of humanity, and that once they did 10 years with us, we would release them with no memories, and we did, we shot them with a smoser which is a painless instant type of quiet deadly air gun that shoots a drop of a powerful alkaloid that causes instantaneous death 2 occur, after all, they were dead, and we just brought them back to give us pleasure, and now am sending them back into their death again, no harm, no fowl. World Lab did not
C it this way, and the story of how we got found out and much more must remain 4 a future blogging. Our home was in a place that now is the Pennypacker Park area in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, and here in MW-4-D-AD-2007. It was sort of Jetson’s looking, up on stilts only these stilts were invisible, as the force suspending the structure was a basic reversal to what pulls things down to the surface of the planet. In these caveman days by my perspective, it is called antigravity. Nothing is anti anything, U need 2 work with forces and interact more efficiently with them in order to make them conform 2 the wishes of mortal man. Fighting a force is always disastrous such as jumping out of a plane and violently flapping your arms as though they were wings so U can slowly drop down 2 the ground. The home was suspended on a normal time spin, so that it followed the perfect order of solar exposure, and half of every home by law is nothing more than Solartronics, a teck that basically is similar to solar cells converting into usable electrical power, only far greater in efficiency than today’s counterpart solar cell systems. All I will say is that this home was mansion sized, the rich people of the future R the scientists that now control the entertainment world of sports, and all forms of AVH entertainment [audio-video-holographic] and no super large outlandish salaries R given anymore to these arenas of social order. They R paid not much differently than any professional and business averaged salaried persons. The home is quite large, and one of 63 homes built within 3 miles of the KSWL, and all lived in rent-free by Labbers. The Controller, sort of like the President of the United States today in 2007, lived in the World Lab, in the LSS or the LIVING SPACE SECTION. We had hologscreens around our home that made anyone not knowing better, think that a large ocean surrounded the tiny island home, as to a dweller, the home and grounds beyond it was the entire island in this created tri-lazar produced illusion. This is Y no one tried 2 ever leave. However, when on the astral plane, we were not aware at the time that we did this terrible thing, that the harem of retraced girls, will remember bits and pieces of their experiences both in lives ahead of them and us as well as behind them and us. This is Y indeed people remember abductions where they R on ships, rooms R made 2 look this way through hologscreens, and the 6 of us at the Greenworld House, we call them LS’s living spaces, Aniwho, this is Y so many have real memories of being on ships and being medically examined and sexually interacted with. The retracing causes this medical flash of mixed real/false memories, and the sexual speaks 4 itself. We were not the only ones playing with the teck. House or LS54 Bickerton, and also LS9 Crenalty R2 others that I know about in the total out of 63 LLS’s or Lab Living Spaces out of the total 63, that also have harems and far worse, as the other two stage and create all kinds of sets for fantasy play acting, much like Star Trek’s Hologram Deck on the fictional present day television show, only much more harmful and evil to many innocent human beings. When this all got discovered and exposed, the trial was viewed on SWIS by many persons in our time period as well as trillions of other humans ahead of us by up to 2500 years, almost into the sixth millennium when in most of hyperspace, HS, Swiss and Entertainment is disbanded by human conscious collective as the evil gods game playing that it is, all it is anyway is 4 the purpose of distraction. This put as simply is used to keep our minds consciously from thinking about our inability as a collective conscious and unconscious body to ever turn it off and not B in any interaction anywhere ever in any of the hyperspaces, the astral dream-shift or [spirit life] or the aware-void-infinity. The punishment after the guilty verdict led the World Lab to over see all operations of Labbers so no one ever again would B tempted 2 use humanity for slavation, as it comes to B known as. To reward and compensate humanity 4 the horrors that escape such as what I do in the future, as well as what is being done to me in today’s time period, the World Lab originally created a project called Operation Salvation, originating from the word slavation and simply reversing the 2nd and the 3rd letters in the word. They created the Jesus and Mary thing, all the miracles, AND OF COURSE lT IS THE RESSURRECTION, Jesus said “I am the resurrection and the life”, yeah, as long as he had his tracer-box and his WLC WORLD-LAB CONNECTOR. I could go on about the nightmare of being tried and convicted of Slavation, misuse of UT, [ultimate tecks], and crimes against humanity beyond tolerable, the Earthly version of the Millionth Council decided 2 make a torment penalty or a TP 2 fit a crime this heinous and vicious. UR taken to a place where UR downloaded into a machine that is incapable of ever wearing out and a program is inserted that causes the worst torment that the individual brain that is being merged with by this punigram or punishing-program, and U have no legs or arms, but simply R a box that is aware and is U, and on top of that and in addition, U experience torments beyond what can B legally and morally further elaborated upon by me here on the internet. It is forever U sitting as a stationary box in a room with other torment boxes. Your thoughts and brain becomes merged and meshed with tormenting visions and thoughts, in a similar way that a lunatic crazy experiences delusions unless heavily medicated with antipsychotic medications. I knew this was my fate, and I was being transported in what is called a skycar, to the penal building where I would B electronically brain transplanted into the hell-box as we convicts started calling it while awaiting the punishment 2B inflicted. I however managed somehow 2 break away, and was shot several times with agonystingers that put your body on fire without actually causing much if any real cellular damage; this is used as an enforcement and compliance weapon by those in charge of penal buildings at this time, and by all transport guards. I felt agony that cannot B blogged, but managed 2 get to the bridge of the penal skycar-100 as it was famously known as, as it was designed 2B 100% escape-proof. I knew how to activate a total emergency destruct signal or a TEDS. When I did, I had 10 seconds to get out of a hole beneath the 3 pilots seats, and I released a hatch at far left and jumped and fell through it to my death. I was on my way to Brigantine, NJUSAESMWG for the transfer into the hellbox. Some that know my story have implied that I have been followed back here electronically and reconnected into a different hell box, one that is producing all of the shit around me that I have been blogging-complaining about and begging the world 4 help for more than 2 years now. Speaking of which, the FLYERS R winning winning winning, the Eagles and Sixers R losing losing losing, the Phillies were 1-2-3 wiped out in instant playoff death, and the filthy
Dow Jones Stock market goes constantly and continuously UP UP UP UP UP UP UP into the fucking bright stars never fucking looking back. As Mountainpen, do I deserve this, I still as of 2007 have done not one thing wrong, if I did, Ida been long freaking prosecuted 4 it, would I not????????????

END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE NUMBER 00000VII:
GOOGLE-SWIS-KS-WORLD LAB OFFICIAL WEB DOCUMENTATION-MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINEN. All blogging is co-copywitten in these names if these names R on these blogs.

Brown Eyed long brown haired queen Sarah-Stacey, I love U and always will. If U love me U will find a way 2 help me out of this freaking nightmare my teen queen. I will forever and ever B your THAT-BOY, and U know this 4 a fact!!!!!

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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

The Millionth Council and Me, EVIL BRIGGERS

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL {[NON EAGLES FOOTBALL]}
DATFILE 00000VI WEDNESDAY 101007.631 BLOG #23

HELP ME KAREN S. HELP ME JENNIFER W. PLEEEEEEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM UNDER A VISCIOUS MILITUFORCE OTAMMIC DEATH SIEGE, WITH MAJOR AERIAL PERSECUTION, IN TOTAL VIOLATION OF MY CIVIL AND HUMAN RIGHTS.
The evil stock market, as I said it would, made ALL TIME NEW RECORD HIGHS, A G A I N, for the umpteenth time in 24 years, during this huge eternal bull market. Eagles R dead last in the standings, losing 3 for 4. Phillies swept away and fucked out of the playoffs with this ICPE used against me by evil fucking dirt bag MO, [INTENTIONALLY CREATED PARALLEL EVENT]. ICPE is a serious crime when the scientists take over this puny planet someday. They make a deal with the present church/political crooks and hacks to bring them tecks beyond their wildest fantasies in exchange 4 transferring world domination and civilian control on a global scale, and they do in fact sign it aver and agree to all of this.

A super huge chopper is following me around today, first getting me at the local food store, the Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG Shop Rite, and then continued circling over me on the White Horse Pike on my way to my residence and back home. Last night, Diana Arteemis paid me a beautiful visit, lightning all over me, and brought me blissful ecstasy. Immediately after I got on the phone and talked 2 her, and shone my flashlight up into the sky 2 keep attracting her closer and closer 2 me, a huge military dirt ball attack came. It was a large loud plane at nearly midnight, flying practically at the treetop level right over the trees at me. Loud motorcycle MC Millionth Council enemies R all over, making horrendous noise, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE STATE POLICE, THE MULLICA TOWNSHIP, NEW JERSEY POLICE, AND OTHER AUTHORITY THAT HAS PAID U TO PROTECT CITIZENS FROM ANY AND ALL ILLEGAL PERSECUTION AND HARASSMENT?

My friend Ann Silva, who worked 4 years in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG bars, and is very good friends with James J Whealon, and his lifeguard buddy the ex-mayor of ACNJUSAESMWG, is in photographs with all of them many a day ago when these dudes were real hunks, not a bunch of alcoholic old boozers and losers. The answer is not in the bottom of a bottle mister mayor, and never will B sir. So now U sit at the Trenton,NJUSAESMWG Rehab Clinic, your career and reputation in the toilet, and your poor wife crying and torn apart, she really loves U ya stupid shit. That is rare in today’s world, Y would U throw it all away ya dipshit? No, these Millionth Council MO scum eating toilet seat rockers, do not like a private citizen being in private contact with powerful astral world forces such as Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle and Diana Arteemis. My response is, tough shit, JUST TRY AND FUCKING STOP ME. Huge Earthquakes, volcanoes, storms, and violence through SDI is hovering right around the corner, and it will all B done through electronic metaphysics, I too can use machines and devices 2 make and cause strange and horrific things to occur all over this wimpy measly planet. Thanks to Diana re-empowering my MAGNETICSOUND MACHINE or [Magnesonic] 4 short, I now have unlimited powers back 4 causing this evil empire some real new disasters, floods, wildfires, droughts, severe weather in general, etcetera, etcetera. UR playing with a mean bad ass dude who’s all fucking through being a nice guy, and just taking shit from these wicked demon-loving toilet seat rocking shit head filth bags!!!!!!!! Using ICPE 2 hurt a person in the coming century, is a major felony and can carry stiff prison sentences when proved. Cases R hard 2 prove, but in 2105, 98 years from now, JONES Vee COMAGE, will B the first such successfully prosecuted case, with my blogs and many other stuff I have done back in this time period as Mountainpen, being the major element that the prosecutors will use to convict this garbage agency, a sort of FBI, CIA, NSA, NRO, and a few blacker more covert other ones, all mixed and joined together as a huge new bigger bicep of terror to those they choose to unleash their vengeance and guinea piggism on!!!!!!!!!! The guilty verdict was also helped along by the Libertarian party forces that get much stronger towards the last few decades of this twenty-first century. The agency was totally disbanded, leading to the 80 year long slow transition into control of civilian population by the scientific community. This when built and established, comes 2B called, the KING-SOIFER-WORLD-LABORATORY. My story of how MO tried 2 hurt me 3 centuries yet 2 unfold in 3-D space, will B shortly told to my web logging future date and time files, DATFILES. The last hold outs of the old world power strugglers, against this real new order of the KSWL, will B kidnapping me and taking me to a partially submerged location, that currently is called Brigantine, NJUSAESMWG, and what they do 2 me, and Y, is so horrible, I may never choose 2 reveal to my current day interdreamers, exactly what it is all about in absolute elucidated details.

Heha, the female officer whom I worked with in Florence, NJUSAESMWG, back in the first 3 years of this century, on a security post, has informed me, that the FBI early-outer as they refer 2 this as, told how the organization attempted 2 disprove my picture as a hoax, C my website in the pictures section, click on, PBE, do not lick on, sahwee 4 the grossed out typo, and C how Robert Million Council Guire, or McGuire, stuck his fat ugly head into my private automobile while innocently having Eddie Himacane take a tourist picture of the area, a totally legal thing 2 do, at least I am not a drunken womanizer mayor, I am a good person who obeys the laws of the land, yet is being persecuted 2 fucking death. OK, so I do lots of trash talking, so would any of U out there if this was all happening 2U and by some total miraculous angels on your shoulders, U survived it and remained even partially sane.

Now a huge secret must come out, the rest of the MISS ZENKIS story or I will label it simply the untold zenkis full experience, or UZFE to shorten it. First, U have all ready been blog-told about how the start and end of this UZFE all went down, at my special-ed school with this luscious young female teacher. She was one of 5 of them that all told me right 2 my face, remember this was the sexed-sixties, and I was nothing like I am now and would B right up there with any of the boy studs on the Disney channel lineup, that she “wanted me” after school and not 2B taught reading or math. There were some real sickos back in the sixties, which had no business working around teenaged boys or schools. Back 2 the in-between story, after I went off in October and November of 1970, in the afternoons on my bicycle that was kept on the school grounds, 4 the express usage 2 go to a place down [KINGS] Highway, just 10 weeks after my last encounter on a public NJ TRANSIT bus, in Atlantic City, when I saw Sarah and Nina, and Paula King and other friends all on this bus, as they boarded it after I did and got off at the water company around 10 PM that night, go to www.acmua.com and this is the website of the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority. So back to the point of the story, I went on my bike 2 the Route #70 intersecting area called the ELLISBERG CIRCLE SHOPPING CENTER, where there was a small school of some type on the 2nd floor of a small building along this long outside mall of many store. This school was a mysterious place, sent down to the mortal world, from the astral plane. I never told this story, but will swear to a Grand Jury anytime, and this now is 2B considered for legal purposes, an admitted future testimony under self-sworn oath to God and country, under pain and penalty of the full laws perjury’s charges, should IB prevaricating about any of this: I was in a room about 40 feet square with a small perimeter hallway, and the inside was “learning stations” with a machine that talked and was interactive. It was just as like I was here in the future now with all these desk top computers, only the teck in the fall of 1970 was not there 4 doing this. I was learning a language, I believe the French language, the first half of this 96 minute course, and the second half was English, U know, sentences and predicates and adverbs and pronouns, all this fun school junk. I thought it was so cool 2B with machines that I could interact with; still I don’t think the stuff up here in 2007 was this advanced. It had what could only B thought of as tomorrows programs of advanced artificial intelligence, it was right out of Star Trek, and when I told my teachers at the school back up the road about it, they said I was a psychotic and deluded mentally ill young man with a very vivid and dangerous imagination. My own mother thought it was fascinating, but wasn’t able 2 grasp totally what I was telling her, and also thought I was fullabulla. This was real, and it happened, and I swear this under self made oath, under perjury!!!!!!!! Then U know the rest of the story, I would go back to the school from this strange other school, and the Swiss blond beauty queen of about 22 or so in age, I was only about 2 months shy of 16, the sick bitch. She must have said something to my teacher who I will call Mister Robinsquat, because he was teaching an English lesson 2 his class while I was away at the mysterious school that I will refer 2 as the Teckbay Mobile School, which visits the mortal realm from time 2 time. A large black cat was there, and belonged 2 one of the owners of the place. It all was out of the TWILIGHT ZONE TV SHOW!!!!!!! The blackboard read, “He runs away every time that I come around”. Obviously this teacher that had the hots 4 me had told Mr. Robinsquat that when she comes near, I split, and I did. Now U’ve got the complete story of UZFE.

In ending the blog today which was not planned, the military persecuted me enough now so that I feel the need 2 tell the SWIS or SATELLITE WORLD INTER-CONNECT SYSTEM, replacing present day WWW INTERNET in most of hyperspace within the coming decades. Let me get back to Heha who said also in her note/letter that she or someone she told, to hand deliver 2 my box last week, where she said that the feds have been trying hard 2 prove my McGuire picture 2B a hoax, and that they cannot. Gee, I wonder Y, could it possibly B because it is not a fucking hoax/ It happened and if U want 2 talk to my web master, mister Himacane, or subpoena him in a court to testify to his being there taking this picture, and that no one was there while he was taking it, as he says so often “do U really think I would have kept on filming with this huge guy coming up on us the way that he did?

I was going 2 say something else but both Himacane and me have been 6th-D blocked out. He had said 2 me something about a thing we disagree on, but made a really excellent point that would have made a great point to some other things that I recently have been blogging on with similar topics. The 6th dimension can both transmit as well as pull away, both our thoughts and memories; I know this 4 a total fact. What really is senility or for that manner, diseases such as Alzheimer’s, still believe all of your cavemen dinosaur ways of the dark ages, or is any light shinning on your idea-bulb that what I claim 2B real, makes a hell of a lot of very good sense. Speaking of light, on the astral plane, astral entities have energy, and this energy creates AT-WILL-INTERACTIONS, complete with built-in space time reality. These beings when together in areas, communities, and cities, R what eliminates an otherwise area that would B totally dark, or better put, totally void, as if no one is generating any interactive-ness, then nothing but void is in that area. This is Y on the astral plane, both large void areas exist as part of the ‘bigger picture’ when other interactions come 2B around the voids, as well as Y large astral cities with trillions, quadrillions, even quintillions of beings R existing in an interaction, this translates even down on the mortal world as the great stars in the heavens. Nothing I talk about is flawed, it all fits, it all makes total sense, but it will take a long mortal world time to grasp the powerful truths that I have been blogging and will continue 2B blogging 4 some time 2 come. Eddie unblocked the SDI ETTOSIAN BLOCK, and remembered the thing I was going 2 tell, but I am going 2 save this for my 24th blogging. It is late, I am tired and hungry, and need 2 go home and relax 4 the evening with my favorite TV show, “Law and Order”. END TRANSMISSION OF WEB LOGGING DATFILE #00000VI.

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Monday, October 8, 2007

The Millionth Council and me

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL
BLOG # 22--------DATFILE 00000V
MONDAY------100807.802 BEGINNING TRANSMISSION

I am under a huge death siege from scum bag MO, the ONE THIRD OF THE GREAT millionth council, slang-astral world named, the Briggers, or the LAMBRIGG CULT. These dirt balls control all communications, entertainment networks in all of the movie world, the musical world, and all other forms of mediums that deliver what we as mortal man would perceive as ENTERTAINMENT. The other two thirds of this ‘lovely’ MILLIONTH COUNCIL, or the AWA, standing 4 the Astral World Authority, is not evil, but in total contrast, quite fair, just, and benevolent, ruling with a firm but loving hand, the true originators of mercy, justice, and tough love. Still, the evil wicked Briggers, that Ricktonians refer 2 as the SHADOW MONSTERS, R not easily overcome by their better two thirds of this great and powerful astral plane governing body, as this bad part is still, THEM, and my father sold out RICKTOWN to these rotten entities and whoever sits in their seat every 8 million years, the council is still the council, but there is the KALPA, a period of elections on the astral world, and they can B individually voted out by anyone wishing 2 replace them, should they get enough pull and influence and resources 2 do so in the allotted time, U think physical world politics can get complex, U ain’t seen the fingernails of Al Jolson yet, as astral politics is way beyond complex, and I could not start to educate the collective consciousness that exists in hyperspacial physicality, to all of these incredible complexities, that make up the one million governing entities and beings, as well as the trillions of subordinate positions that R referred to as SUBCOUNCIL, which includes the enforcers, sort of like state and local Earth police and federal agents, and many other things just too lengthy to get into now. The council is actually an interchangeable reality on the mortal worlds with electrical reality and charged biosphere particles that exists in our atmosphere, including the magnetosphere above the stratosphere, as well as the field of ever neutralizing charge between the ground, the center radius midpoint of the planet, and the surrounding top edge of the magnetosphere. They actually co-exist as any and all machines/devices, such as tape recorders, movie cameras, computers, telephones, any device for multi-media purposes, communications purposes, computational purposes, and power purposes. When the Brigger dirt bag enemies, or MO as I personally refer 2 them as in my present and current sequence of dreaming called Mountainpen, or my life as me here on the mortal world, would connect into any of my existing sieges, the hellishness increased not linearly but beyond quantitatively. When I took a hack that I refer in much blogging as MACHINE MIND, a polite way of saying MCI, not the telecommunications giant, but MILLIONTH COUNCIL INTERFERENCE, the other day here at Eddie Him’s place, the, the word DECIDED did not come out, the start of the word just never made it into the ‘word perfect’ program. All last week, and throughout the weekend, as well as today, major constant MILITUFORCE attacks were prevalent and all over me continuously like flies on a mountain of old loose shit. A chopper attack got me at my residence this morning, in violation of my civil and human and constitutional rights. This chopper struck low loud and hard at Ann Silva’s place back last week also. On real bad days, it follows me from home 2 my job, annoying me both there and at home, as well as on the road, swooping down like a bunch of hungry wolverine pissing slime scum that they R. Kemtrailing has returned with a vicious vengeance also, very major and nasty this afternoon, some last night at work right around dusk as well. Remember, contrails and kemtrails R not the same thing, and normal jet aircrafts making a normal vapor trail behind them while they R flying forward, is perfectly natural and normal, and I find no fault in this whatsoever!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the worst year in my entire life, and I will B 53 years old on the 4th of this December, as Mountainpen. Time is meaningless in the higher truer existence but I am speaking of my current set of dreaming from dream one at 8:30 AM on 12/04/1954, in a hospital in Montgomery County, in the great commonwealth state of Pennsylvania, USAESMWG. 4 two straight weekends, at the job, they blew out my bowels with their death beams, making the Phillies blow out 4 the oh-seven baseball season in a 1-2-3 playoff death!!!!!! This is all a huge parallel event, as they know that fudging with me destroys this team, and there is no stopping this parallel event. It amazes me how much is on the www.google.com about parallel event, in varying ways. Parallel events R both visible and invisible, as lots of atoms held together with centrifugal forces can B seen by the human eye as a solid real object, while the single atoms cannot B seen. A visible parallel event or PE would B if U go every week to a randomly picked bar somewhere, and called the biggest dude there a terrible name and his wife and mother a worse one and started 2 walk away after spitting in his food. The PE would B the dude kicking your front teeth about a half a mile away, verses not doing anything, but an invisible PE, or a IPE in contrast with a VPE, would B sitting at a roulette table in a casino 4 a few hours, and noticing that every time a black and even number comes out, being either a 2,4,6,8,10,22,24,26, or 28, on the next spin of the wheel, the number is followed by a total of only six low or 1-18 numbers, yet has 43 high 0r 19-36 numbers. The IPE is 43/6 for high following black and even outcomes at this table, a ratio way beyond 5.00:1, and any ratio of five to one or better is what should B played, and this is the only way to properly professionally play roulette at a casino. U cannot help walk off with 5 chips a day 3 or 4 days a week, and bwaby-wuv, Y in astral worlds’ name would UB betting small bets? I am talking 1000 bucks a bet, a big bright orange baby on the layout, and wow, there’s a cool 15-20 grand per week, tax free if U want IRS 2 pout U into the Free Hots & Cots Hotel. Now these IPE’s R not 2B disbelieved because they in fact R invisible, so is the freaking atom 4 Chrissake!!!!!!! The teeth getting kicked down your throat after doing a no-no in the bar to a 6-5 350 pound mean drunk dude speaks 4 itself, this is a VPE, VISIBLE Parallel event, but damn it man, there R indeed plenty of invisible ones as well, or IPE, such as the numbering inter-parameter play at a roulette table. I should know, the Statue of Limitations hopefully protects me when I tell U that in the tax year of 1986 I forgot 2 declare nearly ten grand of casino profits from playing PARALLEL EVENT ROULETTE. If not, so I will get a penalty bill 4 what I owe plus interest, but it is not fair really, as I have lost way more over many years of playing in the Jersey casinos, it is fun 2 gamble, and wow can a person lose, but when playing PE, U cannot lose if U only play parallels that R 5:1 and higher in their ratios.

The Millionth Council that is mostly of the good and nice two thirds, the SDKM’s or the Sidkims as some pronounce their abbreviation name, decided in the middle twenty-third AD century in many areas of local centerline hyperspace to us here and now, to use the human scientists and SDI or SIXTH DIMENSIONALLY INFLUENCE these great future men and women, 2 start up this fantastic organization that led 2 worldwide peace and harmony 4 the most part, and control the population of the MW or the Earth World with a fair and just and merciful yet strong hand. Power is needed always 2 back up any controlling and or governing body, but controlling and overpowering with greed verses kindness and giving, this is a concept only one group on the Earth can come even close to properly understanding and receiving mentally, and that is the group calling themselves “born-again-Christians”. They created the whole thing, and R responsible 4 all of it. Think about it 4 the sake of brains: UR finally at a technological point where U can scan into any time and hyperspace, and copy or re-trace the existence of anything scanned. This is the ultimate technology.

The officer that I worked with at the Pipe making plant at the risk of exciting Sarah CM or Lord of the Millionth Council, named HEHA 4 short, blogging exists where I detail how the current day Feds, the FBI did something horrific, but I am not now going to reiterate and harp on it. I went 2 get my mail late last week at my mailbox and a hand delivered letter from her was in there with my other postal delivered mail. She told me that she wants me 2 contact her and that the FBI agent that threatened harm on her ‘lovely daughter’, was out of the EF now and got screwed, and is looking 4 some payback. Now he might B willing 2 testify to a grand jury if I can get 2 a prosecutor and successfully convince him or her of my very long ongoing nightmarish shituation, and if they R then willing 2 convene a Grand Jury 4 this. He was told by the agency 2 literally tell my co-worker, a State of New Jersey Police employee, that harm would come to Amanda Harris, her 15 year old daughter, if she tries 2 help me against my enemies. This officer in both the NJ State Police, and moonlighting in the private security force business, is on tape, and I have many future sound bites that will eventually end up on my website, 2 prove all that I claim is real/e, www.morianity-foundation.com. He now is mad as Dogtown about his pension and firing 4 some other event that I know nothing of, and whether Heha knows it or not, I also cannot swear B4 a Grand Jury. But I will contact her soon, and try 2 meet with this former FBI agent. I have many enemies in the local and state, and federal systems, but they cannot prosecute me, as I have broken none of mans laws directly, shy of my few dollars of casino profit staying in my pocket way back in 1986.

Remember that history markers R a real powerful thing or the MO wouldn’t waste so much energy and time getting rid of as many of them as they can. The MW entertainment system must use a HISTORY MARKER that proves the gods R bored 2 tears and play endless games 2 avoid thinking ever about the hell of never being able 2 reach NIRVANA, the great oblivion. This is Y at the end of all movies and all entertainment world related things, they do not use the English present day numbering system, such as with one quick example, a movie made this year shows that it is copywitten in the studio’s name in the tear MMMVII, and if it was 10 years ago, it would B MCMXCVII, and not 1997. No one really knows how and Y this all got started, except 4 me that is, it is a HISTORY MARKER. The Romans as in Roman Numerals, played the greatest games that their great gods ever gave to this poor whittle world, the gladiators and the coliseums R not the invention of 21st century computer videogame makes, people, wake up, the coffee is starting 2 grow a stench in the pot!!!!!!!!!!

Lots of shit will get said later, but this room is too hot for a laptop computer, and Eddie cannot pay another big utility bill to the Enron Callio Club this month, us poor trailer parkers R all on very limited fixed incomes. Much will B soon told that has not yet been so much as surfaced scratched. MRI does not have to stand just 4 magnetic resonance imaging. It stands also 4 MULTIPLE REALITY INTERACTIONS. The MRI medical tunnels R great when hooked into IMWSPCO or INTEGRETRON MULTI WAVE SOUTH POALRITY CANCELLATION OSCIALLATORS. If being turned back to age 21 on a cellular level and forever remaining there turns U on, that is your business, me, I am busy looking 2 reach total oblivion or nirvana. But MRI, the other MRI, and the great KSWL or the King-Soifer World Lab, controls the mortal world and always has, under the leadership astrally of the GMC or the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. My second blog here on the MYSTERIES SITE, is DATFILE 00000V, and the one B4 it is DATFILE 00000II. The next one could very well B Date and Time File 00000IX or DATFILE CCCLXXVII yet is really out of order in the reality of Blogger dot com’s point of view? C this is what MRI is about, and YI keep preaching that things R not so perfectly connected into linearity. Remember that 4 me 2 talk 2 U on the internet, I need this room 2 exist, and I need the space 4 it 2B existing in here in Hammonton, and the city I reside in needs the world to put its space inside of, then the world needs the universe of the expanded hyper-sphere 4 it also 2 exist in and move through in its many various orbits. I then need the time so that I can type one key and then another one, in order 4 me 2 form each word, and then publish the blog up to the site. The space and the time in the mortal world is first necessary in order 2 have any type of an interaction. On the great ASTRAL PLANE, U need the interaction that U instantly create with a wink-of-an-eye-thought transmission of a sort, and then the space and the time that the interaction requires 4 its very existence, is then instantly manufactured and created around this interaction. The barrier and magic gateway, the real STARGATE, is the understanding of what separates these two realities of the land of the living and the land of the dead, or the Bardo or astral, whatever U may choose 2 refer 2 it as. This only is as complex a fact, as U choose 2 make it B, by not seeing it in its total simplicity. Man tends humanly to take the simple and make it complex. A real genius takes the complex and then understands how indeed 2 make it all very simple. I do not look 2 make any trouble 4 anyone, but my father sold Ricktown to the Briggbase slime buckets infinities ago, and 499 trillion dollars of approximate dollar value in current USD valuation, was stolen away from Ricktown. Even lightning herself cannot ever undo what my rotten dad did on the astral plane, the gods, there is just so much 2 tell, the gods help all of us. Y the KSWL won’t bring me some popups/sendbacks, is beyond reprehensible 2 my mind. But then, my mind is no more that a receiver, tuning in a 6th dimensional signal, one of an uncountable signal sending station, this great unfathomable elevator room is beyond understanding.

Where da’ Mayor, he is in Pennsylvania doing very important things. Press of Atlantic City, go to Judge Rassu and his Maintenance man Walt, he knows all the details of where and what, about the great BOB, only wish they could tell me how 2 scan back the other BOB in AD2007, the great BOOK OF BEACH. Lots of things went missing, the Motorcycle Chain, the BOB, the Mayor Bob, and my sanity anymore. The gods help me. But Ann Silva’s friends and landlords all know where the BOB is, the pone that counts 2 the Press of ACNJUSAESMWG Aniwho!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! END TRANSMISSION OF DATFILE 00000V.

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Friday, October 5, 2007

Heading 4 the islands, no jokes now

Rats, Tats, and Playing Real Football
Date and Time File IV---------100507.538
Blogging Post #21

Well, starting last weekend, and all week, especially yesterday and almost as bad on Wednesday, Mo evil demon forces have been persecuting me 2 total fucking death, wiping out my poor whittle pathetic Philadelphia Phillies. One more loss in their present playoff series, and that’s that, the end 4 their chance to get into the World Series, and if they lose this game at the hands of Mo’s persecution of me, and U can take this anyway U want 2, as all I ever do is on a metaphysical level where none of man’s can B provably shown 2B broken, but things will happen all over the world that some pricks in the Millionth Council, and their human armies, R not gonna’ like one little tiny bit.

Yesterday’s attack was the most brutal in freaking ass ages. Motor shit sickie cycles all over like maggots on the exposed dead, evil scum drivers on the road, serious huge chemtrailing all over Scylla’s [skies], super crash level loud ear punishing private piss bubble single and twin engine airplanes, and off the dial death siege from all corners and areas, name it and these dirt bags did it 2 me. Whenever I get a back 2 back baseball day game 2 deal with, all of Dogtown breaks loose so that they can cause my poor Phillies 2 lose through a powerful parallel event technology that my enemies know about totally, and have been used non stop against me for close to 22 mommy jamming years. But it brought some good pussy command, 2 sluts in Egg Harbor City; NJUSAESMWG started flirting with me while doing my laundry. One used the silly excuse that a can of soda was on the trunk top of my car, and she peeks her head through my window 2 tell me, and I thanked her and said that it belongs to the lady inside the mat. She was a real beauty queen but I did not flirt back. Then a girl whom was just standing on the street decided 2 walk by my car and give me the old smiling eye, not the Eagles’ Lyin’ Eye. Just ignored her as well, as I did several others later on at a food store that were looking at me like I was some rock star. I am an old ugly fat flabby shrimpy slob, yet tall hunky gorgeous youthful dudes get ignored, and the queens stare at me. This is all another parallel event of being major fucking persecuted 2 death by Otammscum Milituforcer trash dirts. 4 short I call these twisted ill demons, the MO. On the website I own, www.morianity-foundation.com, many things R discussed in many details of all of this Organized Trash Against Michael Mountainpen, or OTAMM, as well as the Military-UFO-Force, or the Milituforce 4 short. The military and all human beings R only tools in the hands of evil puppeteer MO.

My home theatre was left mono side cut out the other day during the Phillies day game, by this evil Brigger scuz gang of demonic pure unadulterated filth!!!!!!! I will make the entire Briggbase pay 4 what they have done 2 me, very soon. They wrecked two of my hurricane counterattacks, and I do not enjoy creating these things metaphysically, but sometimes things must B taken care of if no one alive in these present times chooses 2 do the right thing and stop what is being done 2 me. What is being done? Well, we do not have a year to write and read the story, so the super-abridged reality is that I am dreaming down from my truer astral existence my Mountainpen dreams, and certain interactions in the ultra wide menu of possible things allowed to happen, all came out together in ways that made me appear as an extremely fascinating character, and this reality just continued snowballing until I literally became the number one rating on the Astral Networks, or the AWEN. Their entertainment network is all of us, and also includes anything in Hollywood on the MW. I write music, invent strange machines, communicate with lightning, have met interesting and wild people and many of name recognition, and have mastered the esoteric arts including all types of out of body travels onto numerous parts of hyperspace as well as the astral plane, and the places that I have worked in 35 years of gainful various full and part time employments, and on and on not forgetting the dozens of times I have totally been dead and destroyed beyond repair, only to keep awakening into a reality where the disaster was only a ream, only I know better, IT WAS NOT. If this and much more that is not needed 2B added right now, does not make me the # one interesting character to watch, U now should start seeing Y and how the AWEN is not about to let me go or out of this horrific freaking mess. Try and grow up a little 2000 AD and realize that 300 years ago, U’d Be towered or burned 4 witchcraft if U said that machines will some day fly in the skies, or talk about telephones, television, internet, and on and on. It is no different than me right now telling U that AVM recorders R4 centuries away. DDT2 is only half a century away. If U were standing on a space station 1980 light years away from this Earth, in any direction, and had a powerful telescope trained on powerful global positioning satellites or GPS’s orbiting the Earth, connected to a computer zooming in on a local town called Nazareth, U would clearly watch Jesus the great master walking around as a young carpenter. Today’s computer attached scanners can go anywhere and scan and print out a 2-dimensional image of anything. Special technologies will soon B here, to make it possible 2 take the scanned image and not print it, but holgraphize it. IE, bring this image fully into reality right there in your room, if it was a person who was shot on June 6 of 2100, and U scan back to June 5, the only thing different will B that the person will think it is June 5, and will not understand how he or she lost a day, and him or her, they never got shot, it never happened by their reference point, yet it did, a real problem 4 future criminal justice system of these new days. C how one good thing creates another maybe not so good a thing? Criminals walking around shooting, retracing, and unable 2B tried 4 a non-existent murder, W-O!!!!!!!!

Well, my website and blogs tell many things about Atlantic City, but I did not want to tell U about the fall of oh seven, as things will start to really heat up, and maybe the secret of the great worm hole could even come out. People that hide; have a good reason to hide. The great Bob is not a bad guy, but actually, as with me, we both had a bizarre thing happen 2 us in the MW year of 1980 AD. I know more about the who’s and Y’s than he does, but he know some of “the who’s” better than I do. I still believe that Summer and Callio can possibly B one and the same being, they R the same age coincidentally. This is no joking matter lads and gents. In 1980, I was working at a sound recording studio where Donna Summer and her esoteric friends, pre-planned 4 me 2 answer the ad in the newspaper to work there, as Tom Reale also preplanned my working for him as a fake carpenters helper/plumber’s assistant back in late July and into July until the 12th, of 1970. These ads were not placed there by random coincidence, neither mine in the late spring of 1970 in the Atlantic City Press, nor the Want Ad in the Courier Post Newspaper. It was all ready lawtronically fixed 4 me to buy a Dual-Turntable near the Garden State Race Track, another removed HM or HISTORY MARKER. It was a nice high end stereo store, and this was a really nice 399.99 dollar turntable slashed in half, price wise, not the turntable, better 4 me perhaps if it had been the turntable. The story will amaze U, and no, I will tie Levy into it, just keep reading for a minper. A super loud and low plane just violated my civil rights, and I went with Ann Silva and Eddie Himacane to the local food store, the Hammonton Shoprite Store, in NJUSAESMWG. Quite a few young and older nice hunny's and ladies were making with the flirtation, as it increases when the air siege is constant and continuous and major, as it lately has been on this roll. Anyway, so I get the turntable, to add to an existing fantastic stereo system in my residence in 1980 at my apartment at 1802 Robin Hill, in Voorhees Township, NJUSAESMWG, at 4th & Preston Avenues, across from the Coliseum Swim club where the Philadelphia Flyers Ice Hockey team practiced at the time B4 getting their new rink a few years back in MW-4-D. I put it in line with my stereo system, only 2 realize that my vinyl record collection was quite skimpy, too much shit was lost in many a recent move, as well as a major story I must tell in greater detail some day how I gave away lots of things I had one day to the resident manager of another complex that I resided in in early 1976, the big bi-year, even for straight people, a little off color patriots joke here, sahwee. So I went into work one night as my work shifts at the sound studio at the time of my purchase of this Dual turntable, were 4:30 Post Meridian until 1:00 in the Ante’ Meridian, and mentioned to 2 of the bosses working late that night, and one was the printer also, as many things were totally made there and required labels, so we had labeling machines, printers and workers in that department. We called him Big Mike, the printer boss, and when I mentioned 2 him that I had wasted a buck and a half as I really had a measly record collection, he chuckled and said 4 me to run upstairs into the studio’s attic, {some real treasure} and to a location that he specified, and that if I did this, that I would indeed find a large cardboard box the size of an RCA color television set and it was called the overage file. Currently it contained 6 smaller boxes inside the big box. He said that the top three on the right side were earmarked 2B hand trucked out to the trash area, a fenced in area of nothing but trash, as this studio was in the ghettos of Camden, NJUSAESMWG, and all parts 2 any of its exteriors were gated up with high strong fences. If I had missed telling him of my lousy record collection by that one single work shift, lots of attic treasure would have been lost forever, 2 things in particular, the unknown works of Karen Carpenter mixed with unknown works of Anna Connie on the Lawrence Welk Show, and the other 33 album project, the Presswell Records [a division of Atlantic Records] pressing of the project that Donna Adrian Gaines, later 2B come the great Disco artist named Donna Summer, did her creation of the musical HAIR, the 1968 Broadway play, along with some of her friends, all of her bad mammajamma friends, Mister McKinnon rip-off prick. This was a record promoter who took $600 dollars from me, at my job one day, and promised me the moon, and disappeared into the night forever, just like the Mayor of Krassleville, and not the K-ville on astral circles. This man vanished, and when I came in early one evening in January of 1981, the Chief Sound recording engineer, Howard Solomon, quite industry known and very good at what he did, grabbed me aside right after I hit my time card to punch in 4 paycheck purposes. He said 2 me, “Lenny ran away, and we’ll never C him any more”. Later about 3 years in the future, actually just shy of 3, as it was Christmas time of 1983, down in Orlando, FLUSAESMWG, where I was visiting him 2 discuss a possible business merging with him in a small off road food joint that her had sank his savings into, he blurted out when I would make the smallest mention of Lenny or music or any of it, “THIS IS FLORIDA NOW, WILLYA TRUCKING FORGET ALL THAT SLIT, ITS IN THE PAST”. He acted too wrong, and there was just 2 much fervor and emotion, his whole face was contorted and very scared in its expression. My mom knew something major went down between Lennie and Howard, and to quote the both of them in a small Camden diner a few blocks away from the sound recording studio, the Jewish and the black mafia were somehow involved with all of it, and it sure as Jesus on the toilet seat did not sound a bit pretty. I told them I was going to walk out of the diner if the conversation did not shift to nicer topics, and this was the scummer of 1980, 15 years B4 rap was old enough to B a sticking venue and certainly B4 all of the thug stuff and the whole ball of 27 inches of wax. Lennie carried a magnum piece under his lapel and let everybody know that he had that big bad-ass boy!!!!! I believe I told in many a PB back in the Morianity Bible or the Morianity Foundation BLOGS, that I had a bizarre incident occur when leaving 2 go to my job one afternoon at this sound studio, on the same road as the famous store and catalogue, world famous, is on, called the Edmund Scientific Company. This dude made a terrorist threat 2 me and kept it while on my way home from work the very night, where hours earlier had said to me, “GIVE ME A RIDE OR I WILL WRECK YOUR CAR”. I did not, and he wrecked it, more elaboration on this at another time, as tonight I must work, and I need 2 get a few hours of mortal sleep so that these poor old bones can keep a goin’. Aniwho, Levy had a strange occurrence in mid-1980, as I did by getting to keep those OVERAGE FILE RECORDS, from the attic of the RPL Sound Studio. My having this, plus what happened when I recorded 2 dance tunes just a few miles away at another studio, and Levy being “given” sudden claims to having medals, war hero metals won by only those that have served in the military’s special; forces such as the Green Berets, these 3 things all happened by a lawtronic force, and the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL, is directly responsible 4 the entire thing happening, all 3 of these things, and yes, they R more totally connected than any blog reader can right now even hope 2 imagine.














Nothing EVER just happens; read this again, NOTHING EVER [JUST] HAPPENS. Nothing at all is random, and the formula in esoteric circles is well known that put simply, if the matter in question is of lower seeming importance, the forces that brought it together 4 whatever reasons, were less impressive, or did less and expended less energy, but things like him suddenly being recognized 4 receiving something that really was never his 2 start with, or with me, the stuff I got belonging 2 Donna Summer, SHIT LIKE THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN randomly nor coincidentally!!!!!!!!!!

Lenny McKinnon and Bob Levy, the disappearing mysteries of 1980: so what really is it all about? Just what the flock ducking excrement is really happening here bwaby-wuv??????? Well, let us examine the reality, that I have accurately called the stock market with great accuracy, me, a lowly disabled, and part time security guard. Then, I told in the starting of my blogging 2 years back, about how Bob Levy, once my body-surfing pal in the ocean, treated me ever since I mentioned my encounters with Sarah Callio. Then, the ‘coincidence’ that everything seemed 2 grow roots about all of this, war hero medals and all, in the MW year of 1980. Then the cover-ups and death threats, when I tried to locate the great Sarah Krassle in 1996, and by the way, I made another of my well known PBE’s in a recent statement that after I had resigned my position at the sound studio known locally as RPL, that 14 years after this date in middle March of 1981, I recorded my [SDARAH] song at RPL, meant to say 15 and a half years later, late in 1996, sahwee bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd!!!!!!!! We R all only human Brucie, nobody’s Monopoly perfect, Monopoly, Atlantic City, so tell me, do these strange coincidental connections ever come 2 an end???????????????????

Yes the great William Leonard McKinnon, always MC, MC, Mc, as in the great fantastic M I L L I O N T H C O U N C I L, vanished forever into the still darkness, now the questions and blogs seem 2B, did the Bob, go the way of the [Book of Beach]??????????????????????????? Here R2 hypertexts mark up language, HTML things that all Morians and Lessians alike MUST NOW CHECK OUT, as I make up nothing. Also is the human world great city controlled now by that big beauty just east of the boardwalk, and Mister Cappella????? Where is the great Book Of Beach, and Lennie, and my motor cycle chain, or MC, Martino/Callio? Thank-U Mariah 4 sending me your wonderful 2 letters in early 1997, helping me put this all together nearly 10 full years ago. Where art thou big Bob? Miss those days body surfing with u, and tried 2 tell U not to let the great Sarah-Stacey down, she has huge plans for her great city, even the human mortal world equivalent of it, ACNJUSAESMWG. Yes, A and O do interchange on the astral plane, as do R and D, as I have mentioned in many of my previous blogs. The gods help all of us innocents that somehow have got caught up in this 1980 Donna/Sarah/Carpenter/Chain NIGHTMARE that means U Lenny, and U2 Mr. Mayor. Here R the 2 HTML’s now bwaby chain reaction China Earthquake wuv. Just lick onto hypertext transfer protocol or http://www.pressofatlanticcity.com/top_three/story/7507145p-7404943c.html
http://www.pressofatlanticcity.com/opinion/editorials/story/7506175p-7403860c.html

Brown eyed luscious Sarah-Stacey, I love U so much, I would die 4U a billion times over, U will never get away from me my lovely Atlantic Ocean, NEVER. END TRANSMISSION of DATFILE IV, all blogging is co-copywitten Mark Mohr/Michael Mountainpen, if these names R on these blogs. END TRANSMISSION.

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Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Blog #20 DATFILE 00000111 World Lab

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL

Blog #20 DATFILE 00000lll 100207.618

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Hello King-Soifer World Lab and the few others of my present day time period of two thousand and seven years AD. I start to tell many things, as U may B well aware and then get side tracked and off of point. Several blogs ago I said we would go on with the discussion of the Fascitar and one of its many teachings, the importance of an enlightening and knowledge-evolving race and society, 2B aware that there R several absolutely magical numeric things that WILL WORK, if practiced faithfully with an open mind, and a willingness 2 believe in the very incredible esoteric spiritual reality that lays side by side with our own daily reality, but invisibly, as does the atom. The five illusory senses of human-kind, sight, hearing, touch smell, and feeling, R the ones that a person needs no faith when contact with the exterior environments R indeed made with any of these 5-sences. Then the so called 6th sense or the Extra Sensory Perceptions of the psychic world expand our five sensory systems quantitatively, and we all have this 6th sense, developed in varying and different degrees, one from another. Then there is what I call the 7th sense purely in jest, as it isn’t really a sense at all, and this has been labeled long B4 I talked about it as Mountainpen, God realizes, or God-Realization. This by no means implies that one realizes that God is existing, but more like, all is one because truth is void infinity or a total lacking of any dimensional existence, what I term and made up back at age 19 after meeting an alchemist in Atlantic City, where else, one day one the beach, at where else but at Ziggy’s Jetty by the Schiff’s Central Pier, ZERO-DIMENSION. ZD for short, as I also have termed infinity or void or the real truth, as this is really all that ever was or is or can B, unless part of this void starts 2 get “God-realized”, and begin 2 dream out and away from this void-ness of its own self, and create interaction/s, DREAMS, in a very similar way that U or I would definitely do if kept in a soundproof small pitch dark empty room except for your cot. Your dream-life by your point of view would suddenly start 2 get a ‘life’ of its own that U would otherwise have never imagined possible!!!!! All I am doing in this example is sort of bringing up the idea by one dimension, how Lawton’s or [infinity-pieces] begin to operate and go from less than nothing, to nothing, and then, out beyond into infinite interactions. Since these Lawton’s were once inside a previously existing infinity cycle, by reference to the next cycle, this would B less than nothing. This is why mathematics works as it does when U wish 2 describe say for example, one one-thousandth of something, and you would write it as one times minus ten to the power of 3, or 1X minus 10 cubed, in order not 2 excite those luscious ‘Charmed’ girls. A fraction is not really a negative number at all, yet it works this way in equation-law because of the very inherent way that everything works, that all of everything is reshuffled, recycled, and eventually close curved locked due to limited possible combinations of the subatomic. All this also is Y from time 2 time, we get that Deja vu feeling, should the waves of your brain happen to pass and interact through certain charged particles that bring the last time around where we were all doing and having this same second B4, into a matched time-wave-intercycle-parallel, and boom, “gee, I know I’ve done this exact thing right in this very room B4”. Yeah, and B4 that 2 cycles ago, and B4 that 3 cycles ago, all the way back to when the near infinite menu of all possible subatomic combination realities got used up and the same two precise things copied and closed the curve into endless back to back repeats of the exact same matter passing precisely through the exact same time. But rather than pursue the individual parts of the mechanics of atomic frequencies and hyperspace, let me again not get too far off on this tangent, and get back on point, with the Fascitar. The fascitar teaches many esoteric truths, and the greatest is that U cannot ever become god-realized and strip away human illusionary effects, without being able at will, to supposedly, leave your physical body behind and detach and go outside with your astral phantom body. This also is an illusion, but seems real to anyone that has ever practiced the art of ASTRAL PROJECTION. U never really ‘go’ anywhere, UR out there on this astral plane. There is no order of times or spaces, as interactions create the spaces and the times, unlike in the reverse on the mortal world of the physical plane. The magic numbers in the teachings of the Fascitar, R six and ten. The 10 is the amount of times the projector must envision a particular interaction, let us say for example, as with me when I first played with this at the age of 17, I would imagine myself standing in a room with the rock star I was infatuated with at the time, the name will not B given, as she could make trouble 4 me 2 this day as I know it effected her life big time. So in my daydream of sorts, I was in a room with her and telling her how I enjoyed her music, and we exchanged phone numbers. Do not confuse this with 5 years later, with another story back on much earlier blogging. This is not Linda, but someone B4 this. We will call her MFQNY to keep this anonymous. So ten time I would daydream this while laying in a dark and quiet room at bedtime, flat on my back, with light PJ’s on or just in my birthday suit, as this makes projection easiest to do when a novice at it. After ten times of this daydream, I then 6 times would silently command my astral body to leave me in 3 hours and go to her. Then I would just fall off to a normal sleep, not consciously allowing myself 2 think about this any longer. After the third try, boom, it was the most unbelievable thing that ever happened 2 me. The coming back into body is the real wild experience, as it would B accompanied by a loud buzzing and whining sound that was internal in its source, and when I forced my eyes open, I was awake and yet totally unable to move. The Venetian blinds that hung in front of me beyond where my bed was positioned in the room literally were as though they were in two separate pieces, and swishing back and forth like a pair of car windshield wipers. Eventually, it stopped, and I thought I was crazy. But 2 days later the phone rang, and it was MFQNY and she seemed 2B confused, believe me it was her, and she naturally would not say that it was, but I’ve got ears, and it was my favorite recording artist of the day. I know she was taken back and affected by it, and I was really worried about what I had done. She called every day about 90 minutes after I got home from school, my final year of school. She would pretend she wanted to speak 2 different named people each time, and would B extremely apologetic 4 wasting my time on the phone when I would tell her, “sorry, no one by that name lives here, but that yes U do have the correct phone number”. I knew exactly that it was her, and that she had indeed experienced seeing my astral body in her room at her home. After the tenth or so time that she called, I said to her that I am dead and that no live person lives here. YI chose 2 say this terrible thing 2 scare her even worse, after I all ready had obviously made a profound effect on her, and also as she was my favorite star, is and remains an enigma 2 me. To this very present time, I do not react to women the way that a normal man should, and have literally walked away from a vast amount of real beauty queens over the past 35 years. It is obviously all SDI, and no, not Mr. Reagan’s Strategic Defense Initiative. Aniwho, she did not hang up, and a long pause was now ongoing between us. Then I did a Quentin Collins Ghosts’ laugh that any Dark Shadows fan knows what I am referring 2, and the poor girl screamed, and then in a panicky high voice that was multi-octave, she said, “God’ll getcha 4 this”, and then hung up, never 2 call me back again 2 this day. Anyway, yes the 6/10 method works and most people that have tried it tell me that it takes from 2-8 tries B4 the first success occurs. Then it takes roughly, 4 me anyway, 50 successes B4U can do it with assurance that it will happen every time. Two additions here R needed. First, B4U do this, U must relax with a few deep breaths, and begin 2 feel very divinely blissful. To do this, think of the greatest thing either that ever happened 2U in your life, or daydream/pretend/fantasize something that will make U feel so great that it accelerates your heart rate in a way that would almost worry your cardiologist. U do not need stay that excited and blissfully happy throughout the entire exercise, but U must start out with this sort of 4-play to this 6/10 method of projection. So remember it is a simple 1-2-3, feel divinely blissful, 10 daydream sets, and 6 time commands 2 your so-called ‘astral body’. The magic that exists in the 6/10 has 2 do with the astrally based math or the base 8 verses our base 10 or ten digits, or decimals. On the astral world, both the number in human conversion with this different math base, of 69 and 96, when combined, R extremely magical. 6 on the MW is astral 8, and 10 on the MW is astral 12, [mortal world-MW]. When 8 and 12 R multiplied together, they create 96, as well as the numerical inverse of 69. Bothe 6996 and 9669 R powerful realities that pertain to the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle, in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, and as a result, she chose in the human MW, that 4 her THAT BOY, as she always calls me, both of these MW years would B major contact points for her and I, on this mortal realm, and sure enough, they were, as 1969 was the chain and asterisk trail incident, and 1996 was the year that I began my search 2 locate the ALLMIGHTY GODDESS SCYLLA here on the MW. I am the reason this entire thing is here in the first place, as UPLINE, in her multiverse system, a girl or perhaps a grown woman, even an old woman dying in a death bed, was reflecting back 2 her days at the shore of her upline world, and her THAT BOY, and every thought, hers, yours, mine, EVERY THOUGHT, is a 6th dimensional reality that lawtronically is fixed 2 downline into an entire multiverse. This entire thing here and now, is the thought of a girl named Sarah Krassle, from an upline existence. Then, as she falls asleep and dreams, she can dream into her own created thought world, or simpler put, her own sub consciousness is sliding into her consciousness. We also, create entire downline multiverses with every thought-memory we have, and likewise, when we dream, go into them. The length of a thought interactive looping lock or TILL depends on many factors. Someone in her upline world may very well B the one that created her multiverse, perhaps it was me, and it could likewise continue alternating 4 ever, or very long stretching cycles. Without this being true, I would not possibly B so totally connected to the world’s stock market system and numerous other huge things. I absolutely can know with certainty that if I were 2 go to a hotel tonight and call up a call girl or 2 or 3, and have a night of thrills, the Dow Jones would drop 300-500 points on the week. No one not this connected through an upline could ever B able 2 make such a claim, and this is Y it is such a total shame that not one single soul chooses 2 believe in the remotest possibility of me being right, and contacting me and saying, hay, let’s try something, we could end up being billionaires in very short order, and what would a rich person have to lose if they can prove me wrong but a few measly tax-write off bucks? But C, this also proves, this is all fixed and controlled, as in any world that could exist where what I claim is happening, is purely the delusions of a sick mind, someone by now after 2 years of blogging, would have said, hay what’s to really lose, and so much is there to freaking gain. If I were to win a large lottery, there would B a 4 sale sign up at Broad and Wall Streets in New York City within 60 days. This is real and true, and is because this whole thing is only here because the thinker of it or [creator] was thinking of her upline equivalent of [me] in her upline existence.

My life from shortly after the chain interaction in December of 1969, 4 the next 2 years, had some major changes take place that would all come to effect many things about the rest of my life here on the MW as Mountainpen. My mother was SDI’d to send me to a private school for the 1971/2 school year, and out of the blue with no reason ever given. This somehow led me to never again after the summer of 1970, to return to Tennessee Avenue in ACNJUSAEMWG, until long after the shop and most of the things on that street were bulldozed away, the shop was in the Piccadilly Hotel, and was bulldozed away by Mrs. Estelle Bassler. Study the names of Krassle and Bassler, and a moron can C major similarities. The connections to Ziggy [Sigmund Malyska], Al Soifer-Nina’s father and the Trinidad Motel’s manager, Bob Pinkus and his deli on the block where I had lived at the Bruce Manor Motel on Richmond Avenue and attended the third grade there, John and daughter Paula King, and the Bolívar and the Piccadilly Hotels, Estelle Andersen Bassler, Enron, Utilities such as the ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY, see their website www.acmua.com and so much more R and will 4 ever remain undisputable facts in my super horrific hell. McGuire and his famous bike riding Irish Pub, former owner of the now Maloney’s Bar on Tennessee Avenue, Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, B4 selling out his dads business and building from 105 years ago 2 some Ocean City mobsters across the Bay from all of the crooks and homosexual child molesters of Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG, one got me in July of 1970, Aniwho, if a tourist cannot take a picture of a public place in this great city Mr. Bob Mayor Levy, and all of your crooked politics down there, without nearly getting shot 2 death by huge bully freaks like McGee, tell me then what is not being covered up down there, because photos and video do not lie, and the FBI can go ahead and check this all out, and so can all of the world, as well as the World Courts and Tribunals of The Hague, just click into my photos on my site and C4 yourself what monsters exist down on this street and in that demonic evil crooked city, just type in www.morianity-foundation.com and C the pix 4 yourself, go ahead FBI, or any honest not-kept high ranking local prosecutors or state police or attorney generals, look at this, and CYI talk about guardian angels, hyperspace, lazar trace, and transdimensional reality shifts, this ain’t fucking made up Star Trek fiction Kirk, he got to go home after cut, print, it’s a wrap. U do not ever go home from this fucking nightmare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!The military flew over as I penned this last stuff, more evidence that something way beyond outlandish is ongoing with all this miserable rock chucking bull puke!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One split crack in the space time hyper dimensional continuum he is about 2 shoot Ed and me while innocently taking a tourist picture from our legally owned vehicle on PUBLIC PROPERTY, and the next split shift off, the gun becomes part of the automobile of one of McGuire’s bar customers parked in his lot, but examine this man, this is real, NO FUCKING HOAXES here bwaby-wuv Fudd!!!!!!!!!!!!! How the Church Farm School led me to all the other stuff, and all the way to my days of mid 1979 and getting employed at the sound studio called RPL, in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, which went on 14 years after my employment there terminated in mid March of 1981, to record my Sarah record, when no other studio would have a thing 2 do with it, it gets more esoteric than this huh, SHOW ME HOW??? Then Donna Summer 10 years or so after my 5 or 6 week stint at this school B4 getting the fuck knocked out of me by a paid child-operative-Mary Carter- CIA agent named Bob Jurik, ides 2 buy a ranch and name it purely by “another time and place this time I know it’s 4 real/e” happenstance, the FAITH FARM ESTATE. Faith =church, farm speaks 4 itself, and where a boy was schooled in the wintertime if it is privately owned, was always considered 2B his winter ‘estate’ in old England many a blimey year ago, long B4 McGee’s old man ever laid bricks together on Tennessee Avenue!!!!!!!!!! So what an interesting Jack McCoy, not McGuire, coincidence!!!!!!!!!!

Last week when I had my major pussy command attack which parallels with major continuous Ariel persecution, and I’ll tell this story in a minute, a major fucking hack just struck Himacane and me, Eddie says it is on too long and too hot, but I know better, when I tell all the things I have just told, this was a major MILLIONTH COUNCIL attack, as they control every form of communicative device, as stated in many prior blogs and the last one as well. Do not know how much now I can safely do, as I need 2 post up 2 Blogger site, and things R bad and have been MC fucked with, in total VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS, BUT THIS COUNTRY AND THE RIGHTS OF ITS CITIZENS HAS no and I did not do this fucking capital shout, but they have no power over the Millionth Council, nor does The Hague and the mortal world tribunal and court systems. This is what MO or Milituforce Otammites R all about. Anyway, I told of the store and the parking lot pussy command incidents, but forgot 2 blog how another girl B4 the 2 in the car with the bull horn, came out of a store next 2 the dollar store that Ed Himacane and Ann Silva were in while I waited in the car outside, this young jailbait on a bicycle comes out and walks near my car and just keeps smiling in at me, and this was a really lovely teen queen, right out of the Disney channel line up. She was 17 tops, and I just ignored her until she finally went away. Today is gonna bring lots more of this if it keeps up, a crash level plane at 2 PM at Ed’s, the last few days lots of poison kemtrails and other milituforce garbage air vehicles, and the MO scum balls gave me another vicious weekend hell at work over the past weekend. Even one employee is fucking with me, and the big boss is going 2B talking to him, as it was witnessed by other guards in the security force that wrote him up and called bosses. Yeah, ya know U ain’t imagining squat when others R were seeing and reporting the same thing that UR going through. Gangs of dirt bag motor suck offs were all over me, and it was pure hell. They tried 2 fucking wreck my Phillies with the parallel event technology over the weekend by killing my whittle pathetic ass with siege, but they firmed up and the MO scuz buckets were not able 2 score a full evil sportspire, one and one bwaby-wuv Elmer!!!!!!!

To conclude, there is too much 2 tell now with a computer glitch, so I must shorten and work around the problem. In many areas of local hyperspace, or other parallels to the reality of this universe that R not 2 far off of centerline reality from me here and now, as all of HS at any given point have equidistant points that branch off like fan blades inside of more fan blades with each micro tick of the clock in all times of the hyper-continuum. In many near to this reality, the TV serial called Dark Shadows, was not cancelled in April of 1971, but went on for 5-12 years, with new episodes that vary in each parallel reality. There is a part in local HS or not far off CL, where the plot went like this. There was a vampire that had bitten Nancy Barrett in the back in time parallel universe reality in the TV show, and it was living in another part of the house that stretched far beyond the confines of any part of it that the Collins family knew. U would go through a secret panel that Hoffman, played by Grayson Hall, found while inside an all ready existing secret passageway. U simply would go into the room and then 5 more rooms all identical were there with panels at their far side. Once the 5th room is entered and the door is closed, instead of hyperspace room changes as in the all ready existing plot on the show U would suddenly just reappear in the Collinwood Mansion, but now instead of the famous front doors, there is a long hallway there instead. Down this hallway is a huge wing and a different part of the home, and in this home R unlimited wings leading off 2 a never explored huge place. It is owned by the vampire in the show that had bitten Nancy Barrett. This home is called Ricktown Manor. He is a so-called doppelganger to Barnabas, and actually has bitten me upon occasion, while dreaming in this place, as U from the mortal world would C this as. Lightning and her brother Apollo-Lucifer also live there or visit a lot. This is in the show, as astrally, in my Ricktown Manor, these 2 rarely R together unless Diana has a scheduled Tennis match either at Olympia Proper at her parents’ manor, or at the courts outside the perimeters of the great Ricktown Manor. Diana Arteemis actually lives with me there as Rictafarius, and Apollo Lucifer, her brother, is the High Commander of the Brigg-base, down along the great Teck Bay, far beyond the confines of Ricktown. But in the show in places where it continued, they live there in human form, and since mortal man’s limited interpretations of the devil R what they R, they pose in the role as the devil in a human form, and lightning herself, his twin-sister. But this family is not called Collins in this part of HS, but Callio. Remember that astrally, the English letters of [A] and [O] interchange. Also on astral realms, another interchanging lettering system is that O can also become the same as NS. This is Y astrally, Callio is Collins, and vice versa. Even the famous Halloweentown of the Walt Disney productions, which is roughly 341 billion Earth type miles when distance needs 2B part of any astral interaction, NNEN, or north-north-east-nest of the capitol city of Ricktown called Akoslem, in its short version spelling. Also, in front of any pronunciation of [bod], the numerical order of any 4 lettered group starting with K or C, as in Cali, is transposed in alpha-numeric ordered arrangement, with C=1, A=2,L=3, and I=4, this converts from 1-2-3-4 into astral order of 4-1-2, with the 3 eliminated entirely, hence the Ikabod Crane Halloween story, is also Halloweentown’s Mayor of Calibar, and all of this is how on the mortal world, the phase 4 group, [P-4], without any ‘conscious’ awareness intertwined into these 2 Halloween stories. For those who wish 2 try the Fascitar 6/1o to project, remember, fight the fear, and move off of the physical world, it gets very bright like nothing that U witnessed in this life. Then colors U never imagined B4 come darting at U because of the incredible luminosity. But in-between the borders of Ricktown heading towards HT, and coming from the direction of Akoslem, right about in the middle of the two are the areas of Potterkovich City. It is so way cool to go to places that others have imagined and dreamed up, and really B there in a real interaction, whatever real really is. This is of course the area of the whole Harry Potter thing. I told U how I have been on the Enterprise with the real astral people, not the human actors in the show, and how the emotion is so amplified on this astral dream realm. I am not just talking about dreaming or even lucid dreaming, this is where U know UR there, a real 3rd Thing Happening or TTH as I use the term on several PB’s.

I must end 4 now, but pweeeze World Lab, send me back some popups and send-backs on my side of this terrible fight. The Millionth Council can go suck my dick. They have wrecked my entire fucking life, and can go straight into DOGTOWN 4 a MILLION MINNINA KALPA’S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Monday, October 1, 2007

Blog 19-supplemental from Unexplained Mysteries Blogsite

I am starting this blog on this site today, and it will be later copy/pasted to my blog on the blogger dot com website as well. The vast majority of people go through life in a way I must admit, that I envy big time, as they will never B in any way directly effected by the Millionth Council. Most people do not really have a clue who nor what these beings/entities R in the first place. B4 going a lot further down this road in this new blog on this site, permit me 2 please give U my website hyper link so U can as of any time past post time today with this blog, go up there and view it. It is still way early in its stages of building, sort of like the 3rd or 4th story of the Empire State Building. The site's name is www.morianity-foundation.com. U will need to cut/paste/highlight, as the hyper link does not light up with this.
First of all, the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL is an elected governing body on the astral plane, elected every approximately eight million Earth mortal world years. One third of them is not of the same mindset as the other two thirds, and also is not quite as powerful nor as influential. Just as with American politics, with a basically two-party system consisting of republicans and democrats, this council is made up of the Briggbase residents, or the [Brigger's] 4 short, and the SDKM's which astrally stands 4 the [Sahasra Dal Kanwal Majority]. Obviously the Brigger's R the 1/3 minority. On the astral realm that atomically vibrates faster and thus creates this lighter starry astral world, the capitol province among literally nonillions of total provinces, is called OLYMPIA. A nonillion is one times ten to the thirtieth power, and provinces average in size 2B about a quarter of the size of our mortal world Milky Way Galaxy, MWG. The capitol city in this Province Olympia is the great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal. The Millionth Council has a headquarters in this city, also known on thee astral reality as the city of the GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE. Still in truth, the astral world differs from that of the mortal world because there, an interaction is needed first, and this interaction then goes on 2 create the space and the time 4 its beingness in the first place. Concentrically, on the Earth mortal life, in order to have any type of an interaction, first, the space, and the time, 4 its beingness, must exist. This is the magic unknown yet simple 'barrier' that lies in between these two worlds or realities, or realms or planes, whatever nomenclature that U wish 2 ascribe 2 it. In a nut shell, and as it is explained in varying ways over and over on all of my blogs on www.blogger.com as well as on my website, listed above, this is Y out there is not beyond life or some type of an afterlife, it is simply the truer higher reality of dream-shift\, or your true life 'in the spirit' as church lingo would perhaps feel more comfy with. Things R as real as we make them, and then we dream down so 2 speak, into individual sequence of lower-world interactions or dreams here in the physical worlds of the nearly endless hyperspace, or all of the time and space, and trans-dimensional altered parallels of space existing on different atomic frequencies, 2 put it extremely parochially.
The Millionth Council controls both the astral plane and all of the dream downs of the mortal worlds, or the physical plane. They R one and the same thing with, by mortal man's perspective, with electricity and electronics, and anything that in any way, shape, or form, constitutes a device or machine, or energy source, that is used or could B used 4 communications purposes. These astral world authorities R more powerful than is humanly imaginable by a billion Albert Einstein's, and they definitely R the invading force that connects into all of the truly, non-hoaxed, unexplainable esoteric and paranormal activities that could B listed and labeled in full, not excluding by a long shot, all psychic occurrences, astral and physical projection and projectors, any and all things pertaining 2 aliens, abductions, sleep paralysis, channeling, visions, trances, and on and on, the entire ball of wax, the whole 9 yards of the matter, is that this Millionth Council both owns and totally controls the entire thing. My personal interactions with all of this cannot B quickly told here today, and I have been blogging 4 about 2 years, and have lengthy texts on both my website and the 4 blogs on blogger dot com, they presently and in this order, R as follows: MORIANITY BIBLE, MORIANITY FOUNDATION, TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN FROM THE HEAD MORIAN, and the current blog is called RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL. None of any of this is any hoax or joke. I have much better things 2B doing with my time than all of this. The Millionth Council has literally turned my life into a living nightmare hell, and this is all very real. If I could reveal all that I know, that no other master or guru ever anywhere at anytime on any realm, could know clearly while inside a flesh package, know one could nor would believe, so 4 now, and simply put and told, I have the answer 2 anyone's questions regarding just who and what and why and where this Millionth Council thing is all about. I did not choose 2B in the position and situation that I am, but that's the way it goes. Also, they control and own the entire entertainment networks of the planet, and yes the World Wide Web. But 29 decades ahead of us in time, but in the same exact space on the next higher spacial dimension, the 4th one, a place will exist called the King-Soifer World Laboratories, in a place called, Westmont, New Jersey, USA, Earth. This is where I jumped out of a device called a skycar, and fell 2 my death, in order 2 avoid capture by something more frightening and evil than all the biblical pictures painted regarding the great eternal Hell. The simple reason that I know all that I do, and am living in an infinite nightmare mess that no one on this Earth could fathom, is because of things that happened in a place I talk about in blogs and on the website, as UPLINE. Any Amway or Tupperware distributor workers know about upline and downline, but a handful of top think tank science persons, really know the truths about the smaller/larger interlocking infinities theory. In the future, it will not B a theory. This is the end of my first blog on this new site. To the Blogger site, I will copy and paste this as a supplemental blogging entry. End Transmission 100107.502.

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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Hello 24th century and WORLD LABORATORY

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL, Blog #18
092707.415 BEGINNING TRANSMISSION

Not Joy, Jeremiah, but hello, 2 the world and all of the boys and girls, of all ages. No Great Sar-Caesar, I could quite honestly care less about the fishes in the deep blue sea, or our joy, or the Recording Industry Association of America, but miracles will B touched on since 2 me it is a major miracle that people have been so dumbed down and fooled by all those in charge of us masses, in key and critical positions. Just the other day, my favorite viqueen, Mary-Helena Louisa Jidusimeranna Shakanna, supposedly attempted to regain access into this hyper dimensional space in too miraculous a way, and came through in the fourth phase, which is a Lawtronic reality, that astral beings can only enter in through phase 4 if coming into this interdream as a phase three normal dream such as U and me, would B in some way B too miraculous. The lady seeing her through some object stated on television that something like this gives her faith, and I was on the floor of my residence in a conniption fit rolling in laughter. Faith by definition is belief in things unseen. We believe in the atom basically as a society simply because we all have been taught that the atom bomb allowed the United States to finally win the great Second World War, 62 years in negative space. A cult that began called Christianity, grew into a world religion and remained strong 4 more than 17 centuries, because the master Jesus, performed ‘miracles’ or things that could not B humanly explained by the knowledge nor the spirit of the times of those days, hence, no miracles, no faith. No miracles, no religious beliefs, and certainly no gods or God 2 believe in, when miracles get removed from the mix, am I wrong? Today, the great major faiths and their churches, of the planet, have in my humble opinion, quite a blurred line regarding what would constitute a miracle. Also in this mix of blurs, U have the wizards and magicians levitating like Copperfield and all the other big Vegas acts, R these hoaxes or miracles, or tricks, or U tell me? I can point 2 a rotisserie in a diner at the front counter, as I did back 10 years ago while out with a friend, and cause its direction 2 immediately reverse and spin the other way. I wanted the hostess at this place to tell me if I could have a particular cake I saw spinning, for desert, and desired that a slice B cut 4 me 4 my desert after eating dinner, but did not know the name of the cake, and I am pointing and she did not see it or whatever, and my frustration grew as it started 2 move in this spinning device further around and away so that my cake was leaving visual range. Naturally in 15 seconds or so it would have come around again, but I knew my buddy wanted 2 get seated, and I did not wish to stand there waiting, and I jerked my finger back as it slid just out of view, and boom, like magic, back it came and I was able to show the lady the cake and learn the name of it so I could order a slice of it later on. Was this miraculous? I do not claim to know. I can put my arms out in front of me in a body of water and just think about moving forward, and it happens. I was doing this on several occasions at private swim clubs, one being Haddonwood, and another being the Coliseum where the Philadelphia Flyers used 2 practice /B4 getting their own rink down the road from the Voorhees Acme food store, NJUSAESMWG. I thought it was natural 2 have this ability, simply because it was natural 4 me, just as 30 years and 3 months ago in the early summer of 1977, in a print shop where I was employed, all my toes were crushed on both feet, and they grew back in about 50-60 days, and I thought everybody’s toes grew back until I was told that this was a friggin’ miracle. Toes do not grow back, nor do teeth a third time, normally. But something far stranger than is humanly imaginable is going on with me, than something as silly as miracles. I am on the great AWEN, and have recently been told by the love of my life Diana Arteemis, a first cousin of the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle, All Mighty Jehovah
God, that I am the number one show on Astral-TV. Beings dream down from astral being-ness into physical world life, participate in large-pre-destined-multiplexed-menu-interactions, and then enjoy the entertaining super reality show with them in it, from their realer truer astral existence; one might call this the ULTIMATE IN ENTERTAINMENT. I speak the truth, Y would I lie, what motive could I possibly have 2 do all this web logging, waste all of this time and energy, and intentionally attempt 2 mislead an entire global society, connecting into an interconnected networking computer system, called the world wide web, today in 2007 AD? If U could B with me while I am out on my errands, many a day over the past 20 years, think about this, roughly 7,225 days or precisely 20 years, only I cannot B quite that precise, off by maybe a year either way, but this is a long time 2 the mortal world, MW, Aniwho, U would C something going on that is far beyond miracles and nightmares, if U were along with me on many of these siege days as I have come 2 term them, especially, if I amplify the situation and interaction that I am in, by bringing the GMC into the mix, or the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. IE, if I bring along a tape recorder and attempt 2 record the day, event by event, as the nightmare begins and progresses along, the incredible hellish shit is quantitatively amplified and magnified, strengthened to the very ultimate height and zenith of humanly imaginable Horatian Shakespearian shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If the Pope or some council of high ordered church and denominational members were there to witness all that I claim happens 2 me and not needing to believe in me nor my level of sanity, as they were literally there as eye-witnesses of it all, and with the full understanding of what is happening to me and why and by whom, or at least enough background given to successfully enlighten them so that they could draw proper conclusions when arriving at the outcome which would B the end of each of these days that I have named SUPER BOTBAR AND HIGH CALLIOTAMMIC SIEGE DAYS, the entire organized religious systems of this pathetic wimpy world would either disband, go nuts, or join me in the fight of the third millennium or the ultimate fight against good and evil that so many have misinterpreted 4 so very long based on many biblical passages. But in quick reiteration, 2 me, the hugest miracle imaginable, is the one that I term the miracle of opposite reality. It’s just beyond miraculous how not just firm skeptics and basic unbelievers in spiritual realities, but anybody that resides at or close to the year AD-2000, 30 years or so either back or out, do not eventually become as the esoteric circle members say, “God Realized”, or as I put it, able 2 wake up inside their own dream and C it is a dream or a lesser interaction than the higher and larger one that they exist in, and in this realization, begin to C as clear as a blue sky, that the rare and weird and unusual is what occurs and is real most of the time, and is indeed the dominating presence in and through all of reality, here or anywhere, and especially throughout all of our daily lives and routines as mortal homosapiens. It frustrates my imagination, how the world of the ‘so-called’ new age enlightened western civilized and technologically advanced society, remains so perfectly trapped and content in this cage of illusion, and staying so totally unaware and completely asleep in their own dream. Obviously, it is what the present day people of this world desperately want, as when mankind desires to change, they in fact do. This is a fact of history for close to 5 digit amounts of years now.

Last weekend was another hell 4 me all weekend long with their garbage gangs of blotorsuckoffs and aerial persecutions, both while at my place of work, and at my residence. It has been a while since they cut the mono side of my home theatre, but last weekend and in this time vicinity, 3 or 4 civil rights violating hits were done 2 my TV-VCR remote controls, changing their functions, and thereby stopping me from doing what I wanted until I came to realize what happened, and then made the effective changes to set the devices back to their normal operations. If the Federal Communications Commission would send agents in unmarked cars to the area, AND TRY THE 3RD AND 5TH TRIANGULATION COPY FREQUENCIES THAT I WROTE TO THEM ABOUT IN MY LETTERS EARLIER IN THE YEAR, I KNOW THEY WOULD CATCH THE FUCKING BASTARDS THAT r INDEED VIOLATING MY HU\MAN AND CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS. Just as now, I know I did not push capital letters lock, as a light lights up when U do this, so this was a major hack, and is being picked up on a recently installed webcam, done by Ed Himacane. Huge nasty kemtrailing is ongoing this evening, along with nasty suckle suck offs and some private piss bubble plane action. Early back last Saturday morning, the enemy shot me with some beam or ray giving me a very sore throat while I was at work. Sunday, these scum flew over and shot out something that fucks with my sinuses, and I was totally miserable. All these conditions come on me and leave me like magic, and R perfectly and coincidentally timed with other occurrences in the siege, the planes and the kemtrails, and so forth.

Every time I used 2B foolish enough 2 buy Tandy Radio Shack headphones, the enemy had some switch or technical way of breaking them, and always it was the left side that would stop playing, 4 no good reason, and they never honored the warranties. And I bought the best and most expensive pairs, as my amp is an old hi-power job that would B non-purchasable anywhere today, new, they just do not make these real clean 14+ octave types any longer. Plug the best phones in to it now a days and unless they R special top end Circuit City brands, they will blow out quickly even at low volumes, as things on music and television today R powerfully done with all these new digital high definition recording technologies, and even at low listening levels, the real top end good old amps of yesteryear, will send power to the monitoring systems that is unbelievable, such as when U watch “Law & Order”, and the sound they R so famous 4 comes on. Y they recently altered the sound and edited off the front-attack in the sound by quite a few mille-seconds, I do not know, really miss that good old sound. Thought I was in a totally far distant universe when this change first started back in late spring/early summer somewhere, but as I tape the show, I quickly realized, that the tapes would also have this altered sound if I had gone that far off of hyperspacial centerline and this WAS NOT the case, so they did for whatever reason make this stupid change, it sucks, we all miss that great old sound!!!!!!!! Let me get back now to the Tandy, not so dandy headphones. Either their products just totally suck turtle urine, or someone either in Tandy or MO enemies, R somehow sending a signal through and can keep switching the mono left side of them 2 permanently cut out and break. I no longer purchase phones from this place, most of the good stuff they used 2 sell, they no longer do. I have watched this country change and deteriorate downwards now for 4 straight decades, yet the vast majority of Americans my age cannot really C the forest from the trees on all of this. Speaking of trees and forests, it is easy 4 enemies using the proper electronic apparatus, 2 sneak around a person’s home, and cause constant havoc and interference with their electrical stuff. Another thing they did back last Friday, was knock out my outdoor lighting switch, somehow my landlady’s dirt bag son in law’s created A CONTROLLABLE SHORT CIRCUIT, IT CUTS OUT WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE CUTTING IT OUT, AND RETURNS THE CURRENT BACK, WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE GIVING IT BACK 2U, I AM DEALING WITH TOTAL FUCKING SCUMBAGS. She let in a drug using inter racial couple, and I am not gonna fucking retype over each time they hack in and put capital shouts in my text, do not have the fucking time to play their fucking game. I am not against inter racial couples, although, I would never B one, as I believe in mitigating and eliminating potential problems, when UR able 2, B4 they can get started, and this society is not as enlightened as lots of the population would wish 2 believe that it is, and this spells trouble, and I choose not 2 get into a garbage bag of trouble myself, it comes naturally hurling at me at warp speed when I do all I can 2 avoid it, so make it worse?, I don’t think so, and as I speak, Morty Mortino is passing by my right side at Eddie’s place, at 7:20 post meridian, (the death angel). When all normal sound around U cuts out and is replaced with a nasty annoying high pitched wine that is of a very ugly high frequency and rarely changes in intensity and never in pitch, one ear is always effected, never both ears, this is when the angel of death is invisibly passing by your left or your right side, to scan your position, as in numerous parts of the total HS [hyperspace], at this instant, he is guiding U from the mortal world back into your astral life, or this is what is would seem 2B from the mortal perspective. Astrally, UR always there and interactions R created by instant 6th dimensional connected interacting activity. Dream downs into mortal life all throughout all of time and hyperspace, have beginnings and endings, and is pure illusion, referenced to the higher reality of astral life where the interaction is created first, and then the time and the space needed 4 that interaction get created secondly as a bi-product of that interaction, the total opposite of life in the physical world, or ‘dream-downs’. As they say, on with the show, and I am number one, the absolute top rated show in the AWEN, Astral World Entertainment Network. Yeah, Awen and Awen, and no pun is intended here. Lazar tracers or those ‘guardian angels’ walking around here in the inter-dream that do not catch a player in the show in time, and more script is written for that player, they must then apply lazar-trace to that player in the show, and this is Y quite simply put, I have been LT’d over and over again, and will B continually done each time I die. UR kept here by being interesting and fun to watch, as this part of the human condition and equation changes not!!!!!! We love to watch and stand around a bloody gory auto crash scene, and not out of any desire to assist. We love the bloodthirsty game, B it a video game, or the bigger video game, US RIGHT HERE AND NOW, and no, NINTENDO, U may not steal the name, you would B playing with fire like a soul in fucking hell!!!!!!!!!! The future is watching through distance delay teck, and the astral world is all of us and is watching all of us. This is another part of the GREAT ROCK EQUATION on Star Trek, as I never until 2007, this very year, figured out the lyric that Stacey Krassle was singing 2 me at my favorite square in her great city of Sahasra Dal Kanwal, on Monolazarium Boulevard, in the 1980 mortal world interaction that I call throughout all of my web logging, MY LOIS FOCA 1980 INTERACTION, with the great Sarah Krassle. The ending of her song lyrics 2 me, go, “and when U get home and C me on TV, and should it all come back 2U, just stay there at home and B all alone, don’t pick up the phone, and do not call me”. Phones and TV’s R as real on the astral realm and we mortals think them 2B and make them B. Nostradamus the great prophetic seer from long ago, was not trancing out into our future, it is more like he was shutting off some conscious layers of himself, and the viewpoint from there was that of his truer astral life, where no time exists unless it is the bi-product of any interaction, hence all things in all of our mortal world times, start to finish, exists astrally. A PBE or [prior-blogging-error], stated that I was getting some roof scrapping chopper attacks, sahwee Elmer, meant 2 say obviously, ‘roof-scraper’ attacks, although my roof has been literally turned just about 2 scrap from all the shaking and quaking caused by all the aerial harassments that I must suffer through ands endlessly endure. I also said in a PBE that every 100 point upward move on the Dow Jones market would bring me a $200.00 profit based on 2 contracts, meant 2 say every ten points, not 100, as 100, brings me two fucking grand. I tell people over and over that once the market makes record highs, no matter what amount it drops back to or ‘corrects’ it will go right back to a new record high very shortly all over again, but don’t believe me ass hoes, stay dumb and fullacum, C if I give a squooks!!!!!!!!! This is the premise regarding buying dips. Let bad options expire B4 they can lose 4U2 much, and then keep buying new lower dips, and U just cannot fucking lose money. This market will gain 10 percent per year for many decades 2 come. The idiot guard I talk 2 has $ invested, and is scared every time it happens, and just will not believe me, no matter how many fucking times I prove 2 him that I am 100% on the correct money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOTS AND MORONS, I am dealing with caves and dinosaurs, and I’m stuck in this hell, with a number one rating on AWEN, I literally, ainta-goin’ nowhere!!!!!!!!!!!! And speaking of ratings, I said rating, but meant 2 say ratting, with another recent PBE. Also still another sort of error, when I discussed opposite shooting roulette play with Mister Himacane. It may B coincidentally confusing when I use a set of 36 non-green spins to complete a game, as there also R 36 non green numbers in the game of Herman Roulette. Aniwho, this is because I play 3 subsets of 12 non green spins, 4 a total of 3X12 or 36 total, but a total of numbers that R from 1-36, shit, whoever thought U’d here me say, IT’S JUST A FREAKING COINCIDENCE? If 5 green numbers come out for example in these 3 subsets or a game set of 36 numbers, then a true total spins in that particular game is 5 + 36 to = a total of 41 spins, and if no green numbers pop up, the minimum game in total spins is 36, so it can range from 36 to the gods only know how many table spins, so 4 short clarification, I term it a [36 non-green spins] a set of 3 subsets, one game in opposite shooting. Back 2 my website, especially the part called RICKTOWN MANOR, where I discuss conversations with George and George, where they R constantly asking me while sitting at table 15, not roulette, this is my mother’s restaurant in the great Ricktown Manor, in the area of Ricktown, in the great Province Olympia, on the phase 2 astral existence. They R feasting on lots of fantastic foods that my mother and several helpers prepare special 4 them, no broccoli rest easy sir, and seem 2 always asking me what their daughter’s recent cell phone number is as I seem 2 know it out there. They give me funny looks when I tell them there R no cell phones or anything like this, and I am wrong, as all that is here, is there, and the difference is that there, it is as real as U wish 2 make it B real, whereas mortal world interaction is not so easy 2 wish on and off or dream-shift in and out of. She does indeed have a cell phone and a number, when SHE wants 2, or when her dad wants her 2. Wow, and no broccoli anywhere in/Ricktown, if GB Senior doesn’t want any there, all though I have told him on more than one occasion that I can fix a broccoli dish that he would love, but he tells me in no uncertain terms what I can do with that dish. Just come over and visit me at www.morianity-foundation.com where some of these things R talked about. But 4 more than 2 and a half decades, the lyrics on Lois Foca disturbed me quite deeply, as I thought to myself, how can I rationally explain what Sarah-Stacey means when she talks about my seeing her on TV. Now, finally, the Johnny Nash skies R clearing up 4 me on these mysteries.

Something needs B touched on a quick seck here. I have been looked upon by many that don’t want to even try understanding me and what I have been put through at the hands of something that no human could ever even possibly comprehend, as a judgmental hater, someone that only finds fault, talks trash, and is filled with seemingly crazy sounding idiotic delusions and psychosis’s. UR not wrong if this is your quick judgment of me, but remember this rapies and germios: Your fragile old innocent mother just got brutally fucked with and murdered, so tell me, how do U feel about the sons of bitches and daughters in this case, that caused this nightmare? Don’t tell me that U wouldn’t probably drive down to Johnson and Turners Electric and blow the bastards away and them plug yourself, and this is just one of thousands of constant evil things that these wicked and brutal creepy turds have done 2 me 4 30-40 fucking years, what, I’m supposed 2 go over and kissem? In your freaking dreams nightmarioblow!!!!!!! B fucking real’e people, if some bunch of liquid shitholes did 2 U what has been done 2 me, U would have shot up a Mickey Dee or a mall a long time ago. But I was raised by a special mother who brought me up right, or there would B some not so lucky people in this world tonight, I will never use violence of any sort, nor do I in any way advocate its use, even by a potential helper, and all I meant to say on another PB, regarding the Mary Moore Bridge, was that if some home growns as the feds may call U, or me, did use Quietacid, I was not advocating the use of this tool, but thanking some HG for caring enough 2 do something against a bunch of evil scum that torment and torture me, an innocent citizen with no criminal record that never did any harm 2 a single soul, physically, and even metaphysically, I am only fighting back after I am attacked, I am in war, and did not have any part in declaring it, nor am I a willing participant in it, I do what I must do, and was taught that those who live by the sword will die by it as well.

Pussy command is way up, and so is Muzak teasing, and tall and large giant pussies R off the freaking scale. It is as bad as the disco years. Maybe Angela and U don’t want the towers back, but big Bin El never thought they would fall down in the first place. This is no ordinary situation, but I must limit what I admit to knowing and what I can safely say on the internet, as I know more than I can say about all of this. The song on Donna’s HSM Dr. Margaret album from when she was Donna Gaines, about the 12th day in September at the Waverley Theatre, there is no song like this in Rado and Ragni’s HAIR, the great 60’s Broadway Musical Play about the rebellion against authority, the drafting 4 the Vietnam War, and long hair, which is a major biblical reality, and the great SAR herself has long beautiful hair, the precise words in the Title Song. Donna Gaines then went onto marry a dude whose last name was Sumer, and then she stage named herself Summer, and was known by many as disco’s queen, or one of 6 female artists tying her 4 the role of queen, and roman numbers of 6 is VI, as in SAR-AH’s great gang, her mighty beautiful VI-QUEEN’s. All the songs in the Broadway show and the movie, R known to me and the world, but here is a song she did on her own album in Munich, Germany, and it was pressed at Atlantic Records, their division called Presswell in the Atlantic County, where I live here in Southern New Jersey, USAESMWG. I could say a million words, and all of the imagination of James Patterson would not come close 2 what I could tell the world about a magic triangle, 3 time warps that triangulate, and I know that Summer knows about it all, as she knew some of the people at my studio, as well as the town where the great HADDONWOOD health and swim club was in, Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, and this as well is a story longer than a line stretching all the way beyond the damn moon!!!!!!!! The King-Soifer World Lab of the future of this Earth, in 80-90% of all universes in the great and unfathomable total HS [hyperspace] knows about the Briggpipes system, the secret of the water towers, and Y the entire Atlantic City political system is so far beyond crooked, criminal, and over testosteronized. They also know that when I returned home from a road trip with my friend whom they murdered a few years later along with my mother and his mother leaving few witnesses around JJ McCoy, I had my Satan/Saturn car wrecked while parked outside a psychic reader’s house, also in Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, who Donna has major friends there in the area at a place in town called the AME Church of Deptford, and because I needed some valuable information that cost me a 350 thousand dollar bankruptcy by my not having one magic alpha numeric piece of knowledge, while my huge search and quest to locate All Mighty Jehovah Goddess Scylla, was just getting started. This magic series of 23 characters will B given to all of the present and the future right now, and the gods help me bwaby-wuv Fudd. It is REFI CULO LOPPA 0073569906. Oh the freaking gods need 2 help me, as the AWEN show called MOUNTAINPEN is about to get even more exciting than ever, if this is conceivable and imaginable, my loyal Morians, and not so wonderful Lessians. Diana Arteemis told me the show’s name is called MOUNTAINPEN, with an audience of 98.7% throughout the entire Olympian Province, and the total residence is in the quatoradecillions, a number something like one times ten to the power of 45, and Einstein would choke trying to grasp its fullness, so don’t even try. My popularity is also YI must remain totally obscure in my life that connects to Mountainpen, or so I’ve been informed by the great goddess of LIGHTNING herself, DIANA ZUDLOWCRENESIA ARTEEMIS.

Tuesday evening I was at a local town food store, the Shop Rite of Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Mr. Himacane was a few aisles away, and as I came walking along the front check out aisle, 2 luscious hot Horney hunnies in their early twenties came in and not only flirt-looked at me, but what one said to the other about what she wanted 2 do with me is just 2 sexually explicit for my blogging fancy. 3 hours or less earlier, a gang of young sluts in a car were stopped in a red light traffic pattern, exactly where I was parked, while my friends Ed and Ann Silva were at a dollar store on Bellevue Avenue in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. They were shouting at me on a mega bull horn that silly people purchase at electronic shops, saw them 30 years ago, and back then got this kind of stuff every day and every hour, I was thin and young, it was 30 years ago 4 Chrissake. They took turns asking me out and some other nonsense, I just ignored them and eventually the traffic moved and they had to move along, even though at first they did not, and got honked at twice B4 they gave up on flirting with me and getting ignored back. When constant attacks by MO reach a boiling point, the pussy-command goes literally off the measuring dials and scales.

Soon, in the next few blogs, World Lab, and the present few who care, I will get into my life starting with the first summer that I no longer was going down to the great Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. In the spring of 1971, my mother thought it 2B in my best interest to attend a private church controlled school in Exton, PAUSAESMWG, by the name of Church Farm School, one of the history markers needed 2B understood, as the great Donna Gaines Summer Sudano names her farm ranch by a very similar name decades ago but long after my attendance at this school for a very short stint, only 5 or 6 weeks, B4 getting the fuck knocked out of me by a kid named Bob Jurik, who was paid by the Mary Carter Paint Company, the CIA, of the USAESMWG, to do this, and wreck my last chance 4 some normal non-special-ed, education. Donna’s 56 acre place is called the faith farm estate, FAITH AS IN CHURCH, THEN FARM, AND where a boy is schooled, may easily double up as his winter estate, although a boy does not actually own anything. My 1971 through 1981 life is every bit as wild, yet totally connected to the previous decade of mortal world time. This is topic for future web logging. 4-D just will not permit it at present. In closing, I parked a week ago at the Hammonton Wall Mart lot where I told U or maybe I didn’t, I forget, a giant strawberry blond fell 4 me like a ton of bricks in a Richter 12 earthquake, but I would not have been parked next to her vehicle changing the reality of her following me all the way to my car, if it wasn’t 4 the fact that I had first parked at a different area in their lot. Along comes a van blocking my view of the door, as Ann Silva, my friend, was picking up a few items while I waited with Ed Himacane 4 her in the car. Suddenly I realized the side window facing me had a huge sign on it pertaining to “SWEET 16”. Stacey was thinking upline in her world of her days at the shore and her sweet 16 party, and that thought down lined into all of this downline creation of all of our time and space and transdimensional hyperspace, the entire multiverse is her upline thought, we, all of this and all of us, R her thought from upline, as we literally exist through the 6th dimension as her down line thought. I did not like the symbololgy of all of this, plus the vehicle blocked our view of the door, and we were anxiously anticipating Ann Silva returning 2 the vehicle. Between both being blocked, and the sweet 16 crap, I re-parked. When Ann still did not come out of the? Wall Mart, Ed and I decided to walk in and there she was checking out. The giant beauty queen saw me and would not stop flirting with me, she was way over six feet, and voluptuous in both figure and face, not a day over 28. What she does not understand that I think of women 10-15 years older than her as children. I am an old man, and have lived 4 all fucking eternity, and all I want is 2 find Nirvana. Of course, I know better, and as Diana and Stacey tell me very often, oblivion or Nirvana is not lost. She follows me all the way to her car, and when I didn’t make all over her, she made that sound that people make when they R angry and disgusted at someone or something, U know, when U take your tongue 2 the roof of your mouth near your upper front teeth, a sound sort of like pronouncing sca, oh well, throw in the missing “YLL”, with it, and we have not only SCYLLA, but Sweet-16 to boot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brown eyed bush burner, I do love U great Scylla, just try and bear with me, as now I figured out what U wanted me 2 do, and what my mission on this miserable Earth was, and is, and that is 2 post my story of all of this, MY TRUE story no matter how far fetched it may sound, and put it out to the future and anyone now over the World Wide Web, the great Al Gore Highway of the Interconnected Network of Computers. I am a frail little human, bare with me great teen queen Scylla Jehovah, I do love you, and am always your faithful doggie Yancy. World lab, I love her, no one can stop my love 4 her, GAVEEECHIO?????????

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

HELP

Blog #17, Rats, Tats, and Playing Real [Non-Eagles] Football,
091807.731 I AM BURNING IN DGTOWN----subtitle

Well, for two straight geeks and weeks, they have put me through a living shit-hell!!!!!!!!! Everyday this month is off the scale super botbar and super high Calliotammic as I refer 2 it as!!!!!!!!!! Computer is acting very weird also, and I will not B making a long blog, but it is the sworn duty to every officer of the court in this wicked and evil natio nation ratio ration, to avenge my MAJOR DEATH AND MURDER, AS I HAVE INDEED BEEN MURDERED BY THESE WICKED AND EVIL PEOPLE, mentioned in all dying utterances and declarations on all and any of my prior web-logging. Motorcycle trash R major bad, as they were 4 me back last Sunday, forgot 2 mention this on the post-weekend blogs, and last night my home theatre was hit again on several occasions, the mono side cut out attack, and the deactivation of a VCR machine on several occasions when on. Health attacks, road attacks, being followed and threatened and violated, and the list reads like a who’s who in the “India Poverty Registry”, sorry Kali my love. I am despised 4 daring 2 B so madly in love with this fantastic great all mighty being, by our down-line perspective Aniwho.

I really was stupid and humanly innocent enough 2 believe that the guard we will call [Bearded Bob] for now and in future reference, when I am referring 2 the next-door property site of the post that I pull guard duty at on weekends, came over after ignoring me for two months, and deliberately tried to hack my mind. If I listened, what a damn fool I would B, as he also is convinced in the reality of those existing will get 2 experience oblivion and nirvana, same diff. I know 4 a fact that this is not true, as would anyone who would do precisely what I am about to tell, for the um-teenth time, just to make a more emphatic point. Try 2 understand something rapies and germios. If a bizarre set of esoteric coincidences were not directly in charge of directing a gargantuan plot on a cold December night into early morning, back in the year of 1969, my entire life, would B on such a totally different course, not only would none of these blogs B here, but internet and today’s world and this new age would not B. Complex pieces in a cosmic equation include Reagan being shot by Hinckley, and living verses dying, as in many hyperspaces, he lived, and in many he did not live, and also the great Lottery Cat would never have revealed himself 2 me, nor would lightning, nor through her, her cousin, Sarah-Stacey. Lois Foca, the song would not B in the US © office in Washington, DC, nor would any song I wrote ever, nor would they ever had been written, nor would I ever had been employed at the world renown Recorded Publication Sound Recording Studio. Never would Donna Summer have done her version of HAIR, musically, and HSM does indeed with no jokes meant, stand 4 both HYPERSPACE-ME’S AND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICALS, Doctor Margaret, of the Institute 4 Medical Research, Doctor Coryell. His and Her Majesty owned many a ship also, throughout many of my long centuries of existing in your mortal world HELL!!!!!!!! Another HSM, wow, ain’t there lots and lots ofem????????????????? Russell Thaxton U must understand, ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, rang my apartment door bell at one o’clock in the freaking morning, and if my mom had not been out on a date with Mr. Crown that night, both of us would have gotten what U all call in this weird modern, can’t obey the bible and hit your kids world, a time out so long that it would encircle the galaxy and then spin off into intergalactic deeper spaces. Don’t Fornication Upon Consent of King-ing Godsdamn laugh, this shit ain’t funny. Major aerial harassment is also ongoing; as I speak a loud roof scrapper is violating my civil rights and those of Mr. Himacane’s. This air siege is finally today, picking up what I call a major lapse in ‘pussy-command’. It has been very low based on a parallel event that brings it higher and higher up, the more the air siege without any let up continues 2 occur!!!!!!!!!! I literally, could have said hi 2 10 luscious young cakes around 25-35 and had my way with them, the way some were eyeballing me, I think I would honest to the gods been raped if I had been alone somewhere, and they were in one bunched up gang. Two of them in a food store in Stratford, NJUSAESMWG literally wanted to pinch my ass, to me this is all disgusting, I am old school, but my hearing is not failing nor fooling me, I heard what I heard, and saw them out of the corner of my eye, while bending down to get some tuna fish placed on a low shelf in the store. Think about what I could do to this EVIL EMPIRE, on any given day when so much of there siege results in this major freaking heightened PUSSY-COMMAND!!!!!!!!! I know that all of this sounds nasty, but we cannot always B as Tommy Roe polite when explaining things pertaining 2 so much gods awful wickedness and demonic activity. It amazes me that I can only talk to the future, but thank the gods, that U at least R listening 2 me, and THIS IS ‘ROCK’ THE GREAT’S, STAR TREK EQUATION, AS HE IS CRUSHING POOR SHATNER HALF 2 DEATH, with the emphasis of an emotional Hercules, that “THEY” absofuckinglutely knew that I would realize later if not SOONER, that who cares whether or not anyone is listening to me today? The unborn can hear me right now on the fourth dimension, thanx to the reality of distance delay teck or as it is called in the future DDT2, almost in fun, so it never can B wrongfully confused with the original DDT pesticides of the middle 20th century. No Bearded Bob, I am not trying 2 convince present day populations of shit anymore, my common sense eventually kicked in, nut smart as UR Mr. Chemical Engineer by week day and guard by week end, U know nothing about astrophysics nor the general and special relativity equations postulated by a good friend of my dad’s, My Einstein. Y won’t U send back some pop-ups 2 help me out of this nightmare, World Lab? Is it not strange and wildly weirdly coincidental that those tow friends of Sarah, Paula and Nina, R in this time period or a later one, into the more humane networks of society? Yeah, I search on Google two Sabrina; everybody does Except President Hopeful Branch. Anyone that does not C the wild coincidences and far out cousinly stories all taking form, has never Goggled up this entire story that I have been telling 4 close 2 two mortal world Earth annual periods, [years]. Godda freaking admit, it is a bit fantastic, am I really so wrong?????????

Well, I sent my 2 grand 2 the E-Trade and opened my account 2 days ago, and started with 2 long positions on the Dow Index Futures, and this means a profit of 200 bucks per every one hundred points that it climbs, so harass me all U fucking want 2 ya filthy pricky bastard toilet-seat-rockers!!!!!!!!!! Since the air shit won’t quit, fine and dandy mommy jumpers, as I speak a super low pass again, and planes both small and large, civilian and military, small but nasty kemtrails R back, loud jets and choppers as well, plus all that nice pussy-action!!!!!!!! Utility attacks, computer Lattisaw jack hack attacks, home theatre and other devices weirdly manipulated under the total control of the GMC, the GREAT MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Yeah, guess it was my destiny 2B surrounded one way or another with Stacey’s, as even my landlady’s college daughter is a STACEY, and spelled with the [E], the way the all mighty spells her name, go ahead plane, crash right the fuck in front of the trailer park, WHERE THE FUCK IS MULLICA TOWNSHIP POLICE and the NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, when your constitutional and civil rights R getting totally wiped and whacked!!!!!???????????? I plan 2 take advantage of the pussy command, and get a string of luscious girlfriends as well, so Mizz Benitar, just keep hittin’ me with your best fucking shot, U just ga’hed and freaking fire away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello to the future, screw back here in the time period where I am living. I know all about the King-Soifer World Lab, and I in the year 2301 jump out of a skycar 2 my death, after I get kidnapped in Brigantine, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way Galaxy, this universe and hyperspace catalogue as of time and date printed at top of this web logging report datfile. Officially, this is datfile 00001, and no matter what blog title or number that supersedes this one, each one will now become DATFILE 2, 3, 4 and continue 2 proceed upwards in chronological order. Chronis himself came to Brigantine in PLAYFIELD JZPXTEY-2953687, under the name in this datfile game, of Zudlowchronus, in some of my website docs and blogs on other non-site locations, I refer to the differences in spelling only 4 the record, that astrally HE sometimes spells his name with and sometimes without the English letter of [N]. Thank U for almost wrecking this horrible town a while back with SUNMAG. I need lots more natural disasters, floods, hurricanes which 4 two seasons have been blocked by Briggbase enemies using ANTIMAGNETICSOUNDMACHINE TECK, tornadic activity, volcanic activity, and tectonic platasonics, and water displacement balance teck, THANK U. I definitely need major help, this video game set to AVM is unfair and I challenge it on a 29-TFWPCG official level. Within a few months, a 16000 + DJIA Stock Market System will B there, just as I said that it will, as everything I say comes true, in every shade of black and blue, and still I wait 4 them 2 state, that I am here, Mizz Kirshty. U all know out in 2301 that Russ Thax came over in this video game set on AUDIO/VIDEO/MATERIAL-full trace lazar scan, [FTLS] and that the first move was having Misses Goodfellow 6-D-influenced or SDI, 2 get horny and rape him, committing the heinous act of child abuse, endangerment, and contributing 2 the delinquency of a minor. Then move 2 was to SDI him to find the unopened fifth of straight Vodka, open it, and drink it all down in his room, the Ross Midnight Action was now further embarking. Then, since he knew we would both B literally floor wiped by my baseball bicep mom if caught together at 1 AM on a school night, or any night, he was in move three of VG-AVM SDI’d to come over with some strange ‘knowing’ that my mom would just happen 2B out on a date with boyfriend-Sid. Then move 4, as the RMA, or the Ross Midnight Action continued 2 progress and ensue, he SDI’s me 2 burn the remaining half of the magical contents of the locked ‘sea chest’ appearing box, in my bedroom apartment closet, in that early hour in early middish December in 1969-AD, in New Jersey, USAWSMWG. Now the super wowish RMA, remember from PB, the song Diana Ross had in 1985 called CHAIN REACTION, and what was the other object that was in the box B4 the great Sarah-Stacey Jehovah took it out of there both physically and astrally, but THE CHAIN, given 2 me by John Henningsen, given 2 me by a mister Hans Worshing from the Philadelphia Boys club and the Big Brother’s Association of America. 2301, U all know my complete story back here in what U perceive as your past, but I am real here on a 3 dimensional plane, and just because more than 29 decades separates us in photonic distance, it is the same space on the fourth dimension. IC that all of the Google system now fits into your grand scheme of all of this, right down to this AVM DATFILE GAME $, and includes all that I have been put through and experimented with. Now, I ask for a RELIEF-CLAUS, under the ACT OF UNUSUAL PRIORLIFERS DISCOVERIES or the Relcla of the UPD ACT, THANK U!!!!!!!!! I will now send back all of my material to all of the times to the United States Library of Congress for official ©. I demand a GAME OVER, please make papers appear in the 1990’s about this video game and Sarah Krassle. Thank U 4 compliance under the UPD Act.

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Monday, September 17, 2007

Help Me Great Sarah-Stacey Krassle

Blog # 16 of “RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL NON-EAGLES FOOTBALL”
091707.611

Well everybody, here comes quite a freaking story, so B bathroom relieved, get your beer and pretzels, or whatever, your comfy-chair, and etcetera, and let us go, or if I were the purring cat radio of the Callio/Martino Somers Point, NJUSAESMWG area, I now would B telling U to “Grab some tail and hold the shit on”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

First, starting on Friday the seventh of September, of the year Ano Dominae of two thousand and seven, I have been under a major MO death siege, and once more in reiteration, this stands 4 MILITUFORCE OTAMMITES. I also have shortened this to MILOTA, same diff, it all can B translated in totally synonymous meanings, to liquid pig shit, mixed with sour vinegar, hurl juices from all the patients receiving chemotherapy, and further meshed together with those extra niceties such as beer urine, dog dung, monkey cum, and aides infected blood. Yummy in the tummy, drink up Milota, but let me do video distance delay Swiscan and observe your facial expression, pweeeze!!!!!!! My Morians, I am getting kemtrails, planes, choppers, big time health attack death beams and sky poisons, utility attacks, breaking and entering into my trailer, violations of all of my Civil Rights as a legally born law abiding United states Citizen.

Let me start with the attack at 10:30 this morning, a super loud and low milituforce plane and then a half hour later, a milituforce roof scrapping house shaking chopper, struck me, zenithing my personal space, to keep this Dirtbag stock market from ever going in any direction other than up into the fucking stars. I am going to open an E-TRADE on-line trading account, and do what I should have done when the market crossed 12,000 points 4 the first time, as I swore that I would do, but fucking pussied out!!!!!!! Admitantly, I actually lost one more bet than I won in opposite shooting, by in fact winning more bets out of 36 non-green spins than I lost, with 4 green house vig pop ups. On the 10/100 betting level, we would lose as a partnership one time, or $90, and then add on 4 half-loss betting amounts for the house vig, or $55 times 4, or $220. Minus 90 and another minus 220 totals a $310 total loss, we each thereby would lose $155.00, and this happens about 1 out of 8-10 times, and this weekend was one of those times. Still in the last 10 paper play games, I am now still roughly holding a 70% loss out of the total 360 non green spins of outcomes of numbers of 1-36. Hence, by my losing my $10 betting amounts, Eddie Him would B winning his $100 betting amounts. Starting 2C yet my readership how I am about 2 kick some serious and quiet ass at the Atlantic City Casinos, and very soon, so if Eddy or I develop more health problems that interfere with our ability to go there and play, I accuse all of the mobsters and Briggers and all others whom I have accused on all of my prior DYING MANS DECLARATIONS of doing this to me and Eddie. Nothing works 100% of the time, even planets collide, even stars eventually burn out, and without getting into high dimensional scientific math equations, and keeping it simple, nothing is an absolute that is based on any type of statistical situations. Parallel event 4 example when applied to various things, have various degrees of long run effects. With roulette, applying two of the number parameters against the remaining third one of the following spin, such as every time a black and odd comes out, the next outcome has 26 highs and only 4 lows, UR now at a table where U can take advantage of this running parallel event. The long run play advantage on playing anything where a ration between these, and I SAID A RATIO MACHIME MIND, Aniwho, the advantage is 7% over 50/50, provided this ratio is 5:1 or greater. 26:4 is indeed a 5:1 or better ratio. Don’t get excited Governor Corzine and Sora, but I know what I know, and this is going 2 lead me into a new topic soon, and will B in this blog. So stay-C tuned my Morians, and Lessians!!!!!!! Spell checker wants me to change my non-Morians to female gays, but again, I know what I am talking about, do all of U really????????

Despite the evil empire scoring against me last week with huge gains on all of the entire evil trilogy, which as U all ready should have known would B the case from reading the first blog that I posted last week regarding the major attack last weekend at my work site, that began this 11 day and counting super nightmare attack 4 me, I still managed 2 post 3 major blogs last week containing a warehouse of shit that I know that ‘they’ did not want up on the Blogger dot com website!!!!!!!!!! I will go on telling and rating, all the things that these wicked satanic dirty sleaze balls do 2 me until the day I get put into a box and laid to rest, which of course is your MW viewpoint on death and dying 4 the most part. However, I know only 2 well that I am using Google and Blogger, and my own website of www.morianity-foundation.com as basically a TIME CAPSULE. This is not so different from the many dozens of tightly wrench capped soda bottles that I buried all over a roughly 3000 square mile area in 5 counties and 2 states, with messages in them back in 1987, 1987, and 1988, that I have buried in holes roughly 40 inches deep. Still this is the low teck time capsule and was the only avenue of opportunity available 2 me at that present time, whereas now, wow, I have the Al Gore Boulevard, [information highway], or said perhaps better with some deflation of ego 2 one individual, the interconnected network of the personal and business computer system of the globe. I know all 2 well that not many R reading my stuff, and those that R, think that I am the epitome of Looneytuneville. This is OK, but over the weekend, the next door guard whom I told this blog that I’ve not seen 4 close to two months now, appeared at my post on all 3 of my working shifts, just popped back into my life. I know a mission from the sixth dimension is behind this occurrence, they really take me for the President of the Stupidity Club of Planet Earth. He was mentally manipulated to come over and attempt 2 discourage me from my blogging efforts and activities with my website, telling me and it is true, I’ll admit 2 it, that everyone is in their own little world, and unless U are a name recognized person, no one will read or care about anything that U ever write and publish/post up 2 a web logging site. A simpler translation would B that if Britney or Lindsey started a blog, and told the silliest things in the world, it would get millions of hits, first because of WHO they R, and secondly because they R young honey female knock outs. I do not dispute this, but more to the story exists here, as is the case with all things, but a person needs to really carefully scrutinize the facts in their entirety and totally analyze even the remote and distant parts that make up a reality situation, B4 throwing their last towel into the cold dark sea, and then just stand on the jetty shivering to fucking death!!!!!!!!!! I am using Pyre Labs and Google and Blogger dot com, and my website, not to communicate with those living so much in the here and now, but mostly, far out into the future spaces of the fourth dimension. On the 3rd dimension, 600 years away is just that, it is 600 light years of photonic distance away from presently interacting waves and particles that make up our reality and that of all around us as people of the Earth, but on the higher 4th dimension, these waves and particles R all in one clump, together meshed and mixed together. On this 4th dimensional space, the present, and 50 million years back or ahead, all is one and the same, just not here in the conscious world that exists inside a more limited three dimensionality. Translation to the 2nd grade, as I pen these blogs, people that will not pop out of their moms in third dimensional space, the yet un-born, R those that I am speaking all of this 2 and revealing what I have learned from the two loves of my life, the great lightning goddesses, Diana Zudlowcronesia Arteemis, and Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle. These lovely teen queens R still teen queens in your future time as well, they R the sane yesterday, today, and tomorrow, as explained above in the fourth dimension, and then complexities far beyond this also R involved in the cosmic mix. So whoever comes to and reads any of my blogs or comes 2 my website, in the world of today, this dark aged 20th/21st century era, fine and dandy. Welcome, UR one of the chosen few who thirst and quest 4 the real truth not some cult or religious organization, that after all is said and done, is interested in two things, the money it can get from its flock, or the sex it can get from other cult members. This also is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow, some things in the mortal world just never change, and this is a total fact of life 4 Hair, Blair, and all of us.
Hopefully now, I can tell my troubles and what some force is doing, to wreck my life for 40 years or so; 2 a more enlightened and socially advanced population, praise B to the great Sarah-Stacey. Speaking of the All Mighty, I will B posting a song that I recently wrote lyrics around a melody that I wrote in 1997, and it is called, “She’s Sarah-Stacey”. My 4 new song posts will B this one, Lois Foca, MO, and That’s The Way It Goes, written in 1969, and rearranged slightly in 1981 when the song was sent down for (C) to the Library of Congress Copyright Office, along with a set of other tunes.

Do not get me started with EXPLORATRONS, TRACEDUPS, PLAYFIELDS, and ASTRAL WORLD ENTERTAINMENT NETWORKS, or AWEN. Believe it or not, AMEN was really pronounced differently once, and a few Trapis Monks , one of which invented the game of ROULETTE, SRI HERMAN ROULE, and a few KNIGHTS TEMPLAR and SECRET MASON ORDERS, and ROSICRUCIANS, the real ones, not the piss-ant new-agers, and some Varagi Masters, and Himalayan Buddhists, and a rare few other ‘knower’s’ and ‘seers’ know of this major secret, and Merlin, the great wizard was one of them, and when he tried to tell King Arthur about it, he went mad and needed 2B secretly ‘towered’.

Here is the truth about the 2280’s, 300 years ahead in the 4th dimension from the times of my residing at Robin Hill and recording my dance demos, and being employed at RPL Sound Studio, and the rest of the total packaged nightmare. It was the end of the 80s, the late autumn of 1988, and I worked 4 a very crooked and evil security outfit that had their private detective license pulled more than once, but they regained their business by simply changing names and starting all over again, the Dario family. They had a lovely daughter who reminded me quite a bit of my Sarah, but that is all there is to this part of the story. One day they had me working on a post that amounted to no more than my sitting in my car at an intersection in Philadelphia right under the highway over passing me called I-95. The intersecting streets that I refer to are Walker and Water Streets, in South Central Philadelphia. Dorthea Dario had sent inspectors to all the sites with the weekly paychecks for all of their security guards. My pay was way short and I drove 2 blocks to a Wawa or some little store near the river so that I could call the office and tell her my pay was short, and there were phones at this store, and this was in the days B4 cellular telephones. She landed into me and hollered at me and cursed at me, and was so monstrous, that I drove back on site, sat there 4 an hour, and then decided my life was so hellish and this was the straw that broke my back as well as the proverbial camel’s. I drove my car right into the Delaware River, off of a pier nearby and through a barrier, and sank to the bottom of a murky deep water system, dark and cold. Suddenly water was gushing in and no door would open. I drowned and remember being back in my car at Walker and Water Streets, dry and warm, heater running loud and delivering powerful nice heat. I tried 2 move, but could not so much as wink an eyelid. I tried to yell as hard as I could, but again, nothing!!! This went on what seemed, and this is the Stacey’s honest truth, days and days, and then all of a sudden I could move, suddenly like magic, but no time had ticked by. I had looked at my car radio clock just B4 driving the short 2 blocks from the post site, into the Delaware River. It read 7:12 Post Meridian. It now was showing its bright red digits of 7:14, just two lousy minutes of time passes. Where was I for this endless period of still coma, and why wasn’t I dead and drowned? How did I get out of the bottom of the river? I did, that is all I know. Then, 2 entities were just there, in my back seat, little child or dwarf like things with long line type of eyes. Olympian’s have these types of eyes on the Astral Plane. At the time, I had little awareness of such things, I did not say any, I said little. Let me continue now bringing this story around to its ultimate loop where we talk about the great Paula Flatire Kong King!!!! She 2 this day follows me around and flattens my tires, I caught her doing this to my vehicle outside John Kennedy Hospital, where my mother flat lined after all these wicked Lambrig cultists did what they did to her that none of the great medical experts could ever get to the bottom of and medically figure out, not the areas finest neurologists and brain surgeons and cardiologists, and the list is laundry length. She was letting air out of my driver’s side front tire when I came out from visiting my mom after she regained consciousness but was never ever the same again. U prosecutors of these Jersey county’s should B so ashamed of your filthy rotten selves, letting so much fucking crime go outrageously unpunished while claiming I am a delusional mentally ill nut case. If Jack McCoy was not a phase four prosecutor from a fictional television show and I could get to tell my hellish shit 2 someone like him, wow would my troubles B on the way towards an end, and MO’s problems would B just about 2 begin, big-time. A left side major death angel attack just struck me here as I penned this at quarter past jive five, it is major, and still after a full minute is just starting 2 dissipate. Anyway, back 2 the 2 entities that were suddenly JUST in the back seat of my car, all weird and with a sort of a semi-glow, at Walker and Water Street’s, and Sorry Wall Street, but U’ve hit me hard and long, now this story needs come out, hold on Mizz Cat purr, a tail spin should result, and if it does not, I will simply buy one contract on my credit card and start fucking E-trading, just try 2 fucken’ stop me bwaby-wuv Elmer!!!!!! They told me all about the World Lab, but it was not until AD2007 that I learned that Paula King the teen queen friend of Sarah who would go on 2 produce descendants that would someday control the world. Finally, a world will B controlled by the scientific community instead of these morons in politics and religion. These 2 powerful structures that R there 2 impose ways that all semi-educated and half intelligent persons fully know R there for the sole purpose of population and civilian control. Scientists on the other hand by their very nature R quite the opposite and this control and greed world of the ego that exists in most of global society today, will B wiped clean out within a couple of centuries. Unfortunately, unlike the conceivers of Star Trek, there R as yet other unforeseen evils ready 2 instantly replace these old day negatives, with an entire and yet 2B fathomed huge new set of problems, problems do not go away on this miserable Earth, they merely change in their form and adapt very nicely with the ever moving spirit of the times, whatever these times may B. Aniwho, they told me all about this World Lab, that it was there in the late third of the 23rd century, and that in 2301 an incredible accident happened leading to send-backs and popups that R in this present time, and with numerous agendas. Nothing is ever precisely as predicted and written in a prophetic book, but read Doctor Bruce Goldberg’s book called TIME TRAVELERS FROM OUR FUTURE, in case UC me as a rambling sickie on a mental disability and with a credibility of zero-minus, as here is a normal by accepted sociological standards dude, with a Doctorate in Philosophy, a PHD for Chrissake!!!!!!! Tracedups and playfields causes the originals when in sub-conscious states by the mortal world MW view of looking at this, to ‘dream it in’ so 2 speak, and ‘controllers’ who R high positioned in this astral entertainment network, can trace copy the dream travelers or the EXPLORATRONS, and enter into their interactive playfields. I was placed in a beautiful garden area where a building sat that only I knew about. Sarah-Stacey appeared 2 me 10 or more years older than I normally C her at her endless 16th birthday. She was quite a young lady, and every bit as beautiful as ever, and she told me that she was “going to destroy all life on the world that she had created and the world and the heavens around it as well”, quote me, I would dare not lie about something of this magnitude. I begged her not to do this 4 the gods only know what reason, as right now I admit that I wish this galaxy would turn into a mud of shit. Aniwho, her words back 2 me after I had put in this emotional request, begging her on my knees, “Because U loved Diana, I will spare the world 4 now”. This happened, and if I lie, it is on me with the eternal weight and value attached that naturally would B on matters in line with these. All of these exploratronic interactions or interactions that mortals in phase 3, shift into while here and dropping out their conscious mind or [falling asleep] as the MW would so term this, occur when U do not simply return to the astral realer or truer higher reality that all ready UR existing in. However, this is not the case all the time, and when we do not shut off here and resume there, not that really any parallel connection is any realer than we all choose 2 make it B anyway, but in these such instances, instead of as mystic guru’s of the esoteric would put it, dreaming on the astral plane or realm, we instead R interacting [dreaming] in hyperspace as sort of a recessant personality against and compared with another HSM or hyperspace me, only the dominant other world or parallel universe counterpart, he or she is in a conscious wavelength, and to him or her, U the dreaming invader to that world R an EXPLORATRON. This is one of several ways in which some ‘travelers’ of the ‘mind’ [6th-D] is mind, get caught in a no-return cosmic rip tide that leads down into the sub life of the microbes, germs, viruses, and the split leveled awarenesses in the subatomic and sub molecular interactions that can B labeled as PHASE 5 BEINGNESS. We cannot go here 4 a long time, U only think I have said outlandish bizarre things as of yet so far, so 4 now, I will cool it!!!!!! Paula King and Sarah and Nina, and other friends from Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic
city, NJUSAESMWG, R all part of the hugest intercycle happenings imaginable, and the chain that John Henningsen gave me, has many secrets and answers all locked up within it. Remember that if U or I dream about an object, B it your TV set or lamp or a wrist watch or a car or anything, it is now an astrally connected or more accurately astrally empowered object, right here on the physical plane. The story of World Lab is only known about presently by me, as David Roth whom also knew about, WAS MURDERED earlier in this miserable freaking century. However, a taped life journal may very well B turned over 2 some one some day, and this may get 2 various people in various futures and parts of 3-D space along the time line, missing some and hitting others, but when I tell Google, I am speaking directly to the future, so long as they remain active, and then there is lazar trace, distance delay scan, Swis, and the great lunar satellites that link up with Earth orbital’s as well, that make a huge field that can synthesize great distances. I will detail World Lab, Paula King, Sarah and her friends, whether I have sufficient claims to state with accuracy and authority that she is living on Earth, and really is the All Mighty Jehovah Goddess, and on and on, but later on in the 4th dimension we can detail these things, along with the magical and extremely powerful CHAIN, which spells CHINA in a different alphabetized combination, the first builders of bead counters, and the I-Ching, which is really, based on the first premises of computer systems, as a hexagram can B face up or down blocks on sticks or [wands], and based on the yin/yang possibilities of a throwing of these wands, each of the six are a binary code of a sorts, and this is real, it has tranced me to things that I dare not talk about today, nor will I 4 some time. The Deliverance Hex is the one that propelled and hurled me on the night or early morning of the 7th of December of 1996, to the street in Atlantic City with Sarah, at the Trinidad, and I learned that what I was searching 4 and going totally crazy over, was right there in front of my nose all along, but without the I-Ching, I would have lost it and B in a mental health facility forever out of my mind and forever nuts, millions of years of coma and insanity, is thesis somebody’s idea of Next Generation HELL, Engineer Jordy, or what?????????

Well Big brown eyed beautiful girl, no matter what U ever do 2 me, my love 4U great Jehovah Stacey is as infinite as your upline thought, and yes, I screwed up when attempting 2 explain on a PB the size dimensionality of the endless upline and downline series of multiverses that all loop together in this strange and very mysterious location that U have all heard me refer 2 as the SIXTH DIMENSION. All of everything here in the downline totaled together, can never B as great as the smallest thing above us in the uplines, and concentrically, the upline’s smallest thing is greater and larger than all of their downlines all totaled up together, but any way, my long bright brown haired teen queen, your parents nor Diana’s powerful evil brother will never stop my endless infinite love 4 U my great queen. I made some bad mistakes, but if U give me just one more chance, I will not let U down. I know U came 2 me as Giant Sharon in early August of 1998, and I blew it like a stupid scared little wuss that I am, can U ever forgive your special doggie, THAT BOY, Zeranniss Yancy?????????????

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Friday, September 14, 2007

Help me Stacey, help help me Stacey, PLEASE!!

Blog #15, 091407.480, SINCE LAST FRIDAY, SUPERHELL

How much more can I take and deal with and remain somewhat sane rapies and germiblows? Ga’hed and just tell poor whittle me, as I am burning up in the fires of Dogtown. After I posted up my Dying Utterance around 6:35 or so last night, then enemy gave me another all night on the potty major diarrhea attack, the third major one since Monday’s health attack, and I will soon expose this CIA EVIL to the local hospital, and make them realize that since late 1985/early ’86, no major condition such as this could B a medical possibility without the patient having some major diagnosable condition, which I do not, it is an invisible and covert CIA/NSA/Mary Carter SIEGE!!!!!!!! First of all there is no way a major thing such as this could go on for 20 plus years, and anyone other than me, still even B alive, not lose weight down to skin and bones, and B sicker than the AMA could believe, yet continue to function a relatively normal and otherwise healthy way. Last nights hit on me caused the Phillies to start a third straight game deep in a hole with a 3 zip vig against them, and this despite my sending up a major insurance policy to the Blogger dot com site. But I wrote down some major notes 4 today’s major blog and maybe this turned it around, or maybe it was afterwards when I enjoyed myself behind closed doors with some not so nice video. I am not proud of what I must do in this war, as hopefully our great pres isn’t either, but we both do agree on this one point, if none other, and that is that one must do what one must do, and to vacillate from a well made decision can never in long run play, improve bad situations. This is ancient logic and wisdom that most great politicians do in fact attempt at least to live by. I will give Top Dog points 4 this as well. Horse changing at mid stream has caused many to lose good meals and warm covers to flowing rivers, as my husband said quite often back when the settler/invaders came to take away our land here in America, and he said this often in by white mans calendar would have been the sixteen-hundred and thirties. If I ever told U the story, I clearly remember now as a totally [gods-realized] entity, as a child as me now, Mountainpen, I would fall into a repeating ‘dream’ many a night where I was on a canoe in a lovely river with hardwood medium sized trees all around me near or at the peak foliage season, and my husband shot me with a overseas musket from France or the KING’S England, and I felt the life go out of me literally, while I slouched over in the canoe bleeding to freaking death, as it seems hub thought I was cheating with the man in the canoe, when instead I merely was getting his ideas as they were brothers, so that I could make him a gift. Always misunderstood and wrongfully accused, in all times and places, huh big Donna? Also, 2 blogs back, remember I said that in a reminder of my State of New Jersey Security Officer Registration Act, examination, a mandatory test and class for classes and licensing, that just as I had the astral N added to the word RATIO, so did the universal overall machine mind get hacked into, as even the teacher in the class of this SORA Exam, made mention that is question #18, ignore the word, it should B RATIO, yet on my blog, still another jack hack Lattisaw attack hit me, right Stacey? My words were something like, it came out Ration when I typed in ration, and naturally I meant to say that “it came out ration when I typed in ratio”, and beweeve me Elmer, I looked at the screen as I penned this now, ready to hit a delete or backspace on still another [N] after the hacked word. Astrally, adding an N to the word ration, shortens the entire 3 words that R “ratio and proportioN, which I capitalize to show this emphasis. Sometimes the word perfect program is written 2 tell your machine mind, [computer], to make a change automatically, such as above, I needed 2 retype the word proportion, or at least make the little [n] a capital [N]. I am not so paranoid as to know certain things happen that R built in 2 indeed happen, but I know when major hacking is going on, I am not a fucking total imbecile. Even now the machine is doing some strange things. Font acts up and Mr. Himacane still has not figured out all the Y’s. The line of verticality ahead of my typing stopped undulating on and off, and went still as a stiff in a pine box, then restarted again, yet this system is not doing any multitasking, possibly it checks viruses or does something on a scheduled time system that causes these temporary things, I try 2 keep an ever open mind, but times present themselves that make doing this explaining away of everything as having logical and rational explanations, is not intelligent, it is denialism, pure and simple, and plain simple OJ Simpson chess playing mean to boot!!!!! This siege started a week ago, back on Friday last, the seventh of this gods wicked month of goodol’ Seppie!!!!!! Do not get me started about the year of oh-seven as well, as it is far worse than any other worst 2 years of my almost 53 years here on this sick diseased world.

My cuz from Fort Lauderdale, FLUSAESMWG, Stuart-John Mason, had a disagreement with me back in middle-late 1994, regarding spiritual realities or ‘survival after physical death’ to B a bit more specific. We always got along well, as 2 cousins who only saw each other enough times 2 count on one hand since we were first placed in a Levittown, PAUSAESMWG home backyard kids wading pool, and now we were 40 decades ancient in current dream sequence. He would not take me up on an offer 2 come down and visit him 2 keep him company just after the passing of his parents within the same week at the local city hospital horse pistol. He should have welcomed the visit, I would have paid the train tickets and my own food expenses gladly, not that he was poor after recently inheriting as the only son and heir to a fully paid off home, and I am quite sure some other tangible assets that made his net worth come far out of the poverty man’s range. We were talking quickly on the phone about the subject of brain waves, and how much electrical energy they put out, and he was quick and stubborn, obstinately and incorrigibly ranting on in not such a nice tone that death is death, it is over, I have heard all this emphatically shouted shit many times B4 and also since, from the skeptical many who want to escape the reality that we simply exist, time is not a real thing in higher realities, so U do or U do not exist in the grand things, hence if U do, U DO, and Archie Bunker Case Closed, but still, I was not the one making such a big deal out of it, only thinking that I may B elevating some of his pain resulting from the very recent loss of both of his parents whom he loved dearly. Anyway, a much longer abridged 2 super-short, he wrote me after the phone talk and said he did not want me there 4 a visit, no explanation, and my mom who was living with me in the HIGHVIEW KIRSHTY TOOTHLESS CHEERS APARTMENTS in Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, was totally inconsolably furious as a saber tooth tiger. She insisted on knowing the reason 4 this obvious family feud and sure as shooting at CHS and VT, he wrote and said that he did not CI2I with “your son Aunt Grace”, and did not wish 4 me 2 come down there and bother him. My mom was defensive of me when I was attacked without good and mostly any provocation, and wrote him back that she disowned him as his Aunt, and that we never wanted anything more 2 do with him, ever, and that was and still is that, to this very present day and minper. I did not care what HE believed, and was making simple conversation about brain waves and infinities within infinities, as he was college educated, a real savant quite actually, and I was only trying 2B a nice guy and share an idea, and U might think that I had called his lovely girlfriend a bitch hoe dirty sleaze bag and made a threat 2 come down and mollitauff his house windows. The truth is that he can shove his college education so far up his cunt it will come out the cavities in his freaking teeth. A quantum fact in the dynamic physics of all known mathematical equations that support all such related theories to eternities within eternities forcing waves to B endlessly trapped, goes a bit like this, as I translate it from thousands of Einsteinial formulas and high college math books and QM study: Infinities exist infinitely within infinities, looping as largest infinite to smallest infinite on the next higher special dimension. I call these multiverses inside of an upline/downline system of sorts, also the fifth dimension, or D-5, Mizz McCoo of HAIR, if minor levity B permitted me here 4 a quick minper. Upline and downline multiversality is all here because mind or the 6th-D is sending their thoughts into a creatable interaction, they literally R the hugest casting and direction Hollywood Studio of the mega gega terra peta big picture cosmos. Now this U/D total 5th dimension of reality caused or in reality due 2 this Eckankar mental realm or the 6th dimension, has a very simple equation attached to the lawtronic systems above this that R made of LAWTRONS, escapers of a previous closed infinity that loops around on a still higher dimension, and this process can by its very nature never start nor stop, as it simply loops to another one once any infinity closes its curve, the next series is all ready beyond this where it looped together and closed, but on the next highest dimension, and bringing this all down to Earth and within a better mortal grasp, brain waves of human beings range between a 3 and a 10 watt power average. It would not matter if our brains put out a great trillion watts or a measly 1X10 to the -12th watts, either way no difference is a real factor in an equation where relative one to another, the smallest upline thing is larger than anything including the total entirety of all of the uplines, and concentrically, the largest downline thing is smaller than anything including the total entirety of all of the downlines. In part, this is what causes things to loop around eventually pushing into a new larger infinity circle. It also is why brainwaves, small powered as they R, never begin nor end; only bodies come from dust and return back to it. U do not HAVE a soul, UR soul, by mortal mans’ way of perceiving this thing of SOUL. Trying to intelligently harp on and on about the 4th, 5th, 6th, and the 7th dimension, and infinities within infinities, closed curve dynamics, Lawtronics, and so forth, just cannot B further detailed right at present minper, sahwee Elmer, not sufficient 4-D. Take a line a make it long enough, and it will ultimately carry a weight due to increasing mass. Indirectly this is Y cosmic speed is limited to just under photonic motion in a near or total vacuum, and also is Y things R and must B spherically shaped in all of cosmallity. They carry weight and slow down if extending too far within critical mass complex formulas, and slam down into each other and slide into a perfect underside and hence loop around circularly in two dimensional planes, and hence in the third dimension, stars and planets, and most celestial bodies in all of outer space, slowly attempt over time 2 become more and more a perfect spherically shaped object. Naturally, some things like comets break this rule as when forces that R external also act on this otherwise universal constant of being under the influence of the 7th dimensional lawtronic systems, there can B exceptions that result. This is natural and logical, as exceptions 2 rules R what make rules, the rules, as the old expression goes. Now yesterday, where can I even hope to begin, with even a major abridged story of the hell that MO put me through. MO will now B short 4 Milituforce Otammites. OTAMM means ORGANIZED TRASH AGAINST MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN, and MILITUFORCE means 3 combined words of MILITARY-UFO-FORCE. I know that the military is indeed behind my persecution under orders of black file covert agencies such as the CRAZY INTELLIGENT ALIENS and the NO SUCH AGENCY. Disinformation from these agencies started the name No Such Agency, I did not make thuis up, but one day it got exposed like the stealth fighter and other things, and they longer could stay closeted with dynamite blowing off the front door.

Yesterday, I was having such a nice day, despite lots of shitty cud bags on noisy bikes, lots of airplanes buzzing low over me with signs on them with neon flashing lights that may as well have been there and saying, “fuck your civil and human rights, mister Mountainpen”. Much more needs B told about this large 2 motor job private plane with long white wings and sharp black wing tips. This craft is not a plane; it is a device from the worlds of the dead, the ASTRAL PLANE, called an “ALLKNOWER”. An allknower can shift into the will-shape of the occupant-user. This Brigbase filth from the Lamist Cults, the CULT OF THE LAMBRIGS, is a group of 333,333 evil astral troops, and make up one third of the MILLIONTH COUNCIL, the great AWA, or the ASTRAL-WORLD-AUTHORITY. The period of elections was not honored and a huge fix was in, and the LAMBRIGS in power refused 2 relinquish power the previous KALPA, and caused a major war in the astral heavens, that even Christian scriptures discusses in detail, and once UC what I do, a greater translation can B revealed when reading these mighty words of the great Sarah-Stacey. Anyway, Ann Silva, my very best friend, and friend of the Callio’s and the last 2 Caucasian mayors of Atlantic City, Levy and Whealon, and the lady that even babysat both Frank and Sarah Callio, the gods I know shit I wish I didn’t about these wild people, all ofem. She took Ed Himacane and me to a wonderful treated meal at Applebee’s Restaurant yesterday. They hate 4 me 2 ever have a moments peace or happiness ever, in any way at all, so when they heard me in my GPS Cartographically and digitelephonically scanned CIA/NSA/MILITARY car, telling Ann that I would gladly take her to the Hammonton Wall Mart store upon our arriving back in town, as we did not go to the local Applebee’s next door 2 the Wall Mart, as we were coming from a distant laundry mat where we washed clothes and stopped into a Farmer’s Market mall to purchase a few small items. No sooner did Ann go into the store, I walked over to the outside store benches and sat in one of them while Ed Himacane walked over along the driveway to the next door grocery store, a Super Fresh. Once alone and with no witnesses, 3 powerful young boys 11-15 or so on scooters and bikes, suddenly came up out of nowhere, cursing at me, then went on and started honking the horns of automatic powered shopping cart mover machines while the attendant disappeared coincidentally at that few minute time period, then rode into store’s front first set of doors, made trouble, were lewd, lascivious, and rowdy; and they scared me 2 death, as one had muscles almost as frightening as Madonna’s powerful beautiful leg breakers. A huge hack just hit, they love dishin’ it out, but let me fucken’ rat and tat such as this WALL MART ATTACK, I believe they R a WALL STREET DOW stock, not sure. I knew last week I was doomed after they gave me the worst weekend in the gods only know how long. Anyway, I hit no wrong keys, yet the screen pops up with the weirdest thing I ever saw in my life, and when Ed says I did something, I just agree and silently smile, as I know what is going the fuck on bwaby wuv Fudd!!!!!!!!!!! Then I come home, and some one broke in a second time to my residence, a trailer, a rented whittle shit hole with nothing of value except 2 me inside. One thing was removed by FISA, obviously, and this was a tape that I had planned to burn onto a CD or DVD to then upload to my music part of my website, www.morianity-foundation.com. They must wheelwee think I’m as stupid as a silwee wabbit Elmer, that I wouldn’t have 4 or more copies made of this and all hidden in better places, one on my very person, at all times, and will B until the upload in hopefully 5-10 days. THIS IS A MAJOR FUCKING VIOLATION OF MY CIVIL, HUMAN, AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS; SWIS, GOOGLE, PYRE LABS, WORLD COURT OF THE HAGUE, STATE AND LOCAL POLICE AUTHORITIES, AND FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION. I am breaking none of your MORTAL WORLD laws, U have no right 2 endlessly persecute and harass me ya bastards!!!!!!!!!!

Then I put up my DYING UTTERANCE and go home and attempt 2 relax with a couple LAW AND ORDER shows. Boom crash zonk big bang crush Adam West, and Batman, I get a horrendous health death beam hit me from some orbiting satellite or passing military swatter, ‘cov’ name 4 attack missions on civilian population. I was on the john until past 4 this fucking morning, and the entire week has been one horrific death beam after another from this vicious filth club. I go to take a hot bath so that I can have hot water on top of my crampt and injured stomach from this 7,845th bowel attack done 2 me since late in 1985, and suddenly with a head full of hair shampoo all lathered up in my hair, a huge frightening spider is looking at me eyeball to eyeball, and had obviously just slipped down from the ceiling, his own web site I guess, www.spiderspit.com which I would not waste time attempting 2 hyperlink into, as I am just so pissed freaking off, my humor is kicking in 2 try and calm me down a bit, it is my safeguard and pressure valve. I put on tapes of “The 3 Stooges” when it gets so bad I am ready 2 walk into a moving train, and Moe zonks curly in the eyes with that cool guitar noise, and no matter how bad things R4 me, I will still burst out laughing. I was able to squish the spider, not Elvis, and I know the plane with the wings and tips that I talked about in earlier blogging, and sent this down to the roof of my trailer. From there, insects naturally, or controlled mechanical ones, mini-droids, can easily find their way into anyone’s living space, or else we would live in air tight chambers, and not live 4 too long. This spider is not biological, it was made and is remote controlled, I did not let it go down the drain, as it survived a squishing, followed by drowning in hot sudsy bath water filled with remnants of used soap, dead skin cells, and quite a bit of Tressime Shampoo. Or however it is spelled. This is now in a jar with 2 lids, just as the fly from the outdoor Haddonwood Swum Club pool back in 1996, shortly B4 the mysterious overnight shut down of the club. The same plane flew over dropping huge biting black flies on me, they had a pool filled with young healthy teenagers with rich blood 2 attack, yet only went 4 me, over and over, making a fool out of me publicly, and causing me physical agony. I smashed one with my fist and put it in my bathing trunk pocket, and later placed it in a jar, where it sprang totally back to life. Both the fly and now Elvis the SPIDER with the astrally interchangeable letters, and not the A/O, the C/K, or the S/Z, R in jars with 2 lids, I call them the sleeper lid and the waking lid, as the lid with holes ice picked into it is the waking lid, as it lets air into the jar and they do a Duma Argon, not a Duka Agron, but wow, the tongue tying news media thing is still alive and well and living on Hal Lindsey’s Planet Earth. Yesterday was one of the top 5 horror days in my almost 53 years of me in this current dream sequence. I have literally millions of other words 2 write, but must get my rest, as I must shortly face my weekend attack tonight at work starting another 3 shift hell on my security post, sure wish the Staties would ride by the joint more and giver me some proteck, if not 4 me, for a friend of one of theirs, Elvis the Spider.

I bought a Satan Saturn car in 1994 while living in Highview Toothless Apartments, in Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG. When I took it in for a regular maintenance scheduled check up and oil change that the warranty expressly called 4, I was in the TV waiting room when out of nowhere, even though 2 other people and I were watching the channel that was on, some bitch slut comes out of the office and into our area and without saying one word, switched the station the FNN, the Financial Network News, now called CNBC. The market was flying that day, and she was TOLD to come in and do this 2 me. When I changed to a Plymouth Breeze, I swore never 2 say another good thing about SATURN cars again, and I won’t!!!!! It is part of Chevrolet I believe, and I know that they R on the Dow industrial 30 stocks, CASE CLOSED BUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If ever I needed your help my beautiful teen queen, it is now Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Krassle, my endless love. Y have U forsaken me and my 62nd grampa? I am truly sorry about all I do, but I am in a war that I did not start. Pweeeze brown eyed girl, dangle your long bright brown hair all into my face and tell me that U love me and that I am always THAT BOY, I need U SAR-AH my love!!!!!

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

my blood is on the hands of the authorities HELP

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL NON EAGLES FOOTBALL #14 BLOG, AT
091407.765

THIS IS A DYING MANS DECLARATION AND A LEGAL DYING UTTERANCE, HENCEFORTH A LEGAL AND BINDING DOCUMENT.

SHOULD ANYTHING HAPPEN TO ME, I HAVE BEEN MURDERED BY THESE PEOPLE:

DONALD TRUMP, ROBERT MCGUIRE, SARAH CALLIO NARTINO, FRANK CALLIO, MARTINO SENIOR, EDWARD SNYDER, DONNA GAINES SUMMER SUDANO, THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY IN HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA, AND ANYONE ELSE DISCUSSED IN A NEGATIVE CONNATION, ON BLOGGER DOT COM ON ANY OF MY 4 BLOGS, OR MY WEBSITE.

PERSECUTION IS OFF THE SCALE, AND WHEN I HAVE SUMO WRESTLING TROUBLES AGAIN AND TROUBLES WITH YOUNG TEENAGERS, THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER. I WAS MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS OUTSIDE WALL MART IN HAMMONTON,NJUSAESMWG, WHEN 3 YOUNG MALE CHILDREN VERBALLY ASSAULTED ME WHILE MERELY SITTING AT A BENCH WAITING FOR ANN SILVA TO FINISH SHOPPING AND EXIT. I WAS SCARED 2 DEATH THAT I WAS GONNA GET THE SHIT KNOCKED OUT OF ME, ONE HAD ARM MUSCLES 20 INCHES AROUND, WHILE I AM ALL SOFT AND FLABBY AND LITTLE.

SAM WALTON NEEDS B MADE AWARE THAT I DO NOT APPRECIATE THE LAVK OF SECURE CONDITIONS 4 SHOPPERS AT THIS STORE, I COULD GO ON, IT IS VERY BAD, IF THIS BLOG ENDS MORIANITY AND ‘THEY’ KILL ME TONIGHT, GO AFTER THOSE WHOM I HAVE ACCUSED, U WILL FIND MAJOR EVIDENCE IN MY RESIDENCE 2 SUPPORT MOST OF ALL MY CLAIMS, U WILL B SHOCKED AT WHAT I HAVE. I DO NOT YET KBNOW HOW TO WORK FONTS OR AM HACKED 2 MUCH, SO I AM NOT SHOUTING WITH CAPITAL LETTERS INTENTIONALLY, BUT IN A WAY I AM SHOUTING OUT TO THE AUTHORITIES 4 HELP, IT IS MAJOR FUCKING BAD, STARTING BACK ON Friday, and this all to make their FIXED AND CROOKED DOW JONES STOCKS KEEP GOING ENDLESSLY UP AND MY PHILLIES GET SLAUGHTEWRED, ONE FULL EVEIL EMPIRE AFTER ANOTHER, I AM GETTING FUCKING ANAHILATED, HELP ME JENIFER, HELP ME KAREN, U GODDA GET ME THE SHIT OUDDA HERE, FAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!H E L P M E!!!!!!!!!!

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Blog # Bad Luck 13

BLOG # BADLUCK THIRTEEN (13) 091107.442 and GODS HELP ME.

The enemies I have caused me the worst weekend of my life, or perhaps in more honesty, a definite top ten!!!!!! Jane Dirtbag Ballpark Levinlevin just nailed me a few minpers back at Eddie’s, both with an analogue and a digital clock at eleven mini periods past eleven of the clock. Well shortly I will tell U a bit about the “Cally O’Malley” songs that will B uploaded to my website along with “Lois Foca”, and “That’s The Way It Goes”, all copyright Michael Mountainpen. There is no such person or unless there is someone by shear coincidence. U will all die laughing and rolling in the aisles when U listen to this stuff, if it doesn’t cause belly rolling pain, U know that your sense of humor is somewhere buried in a deeply secured coffin. I am being watched by an installed webcam to prove that hacks, should they start to occur, now, later, or ever, they R not resulting from me striking wrong buttons and keys, but is being done by worms and hacks that can defeat firewalls currently known about. My last 2 Prior Blogs [PB’s] have been major fucking hacked, font changed, and gapped out, just as things that I say on tape recorders get gapped out and must B said all over again. Utility attacks R on a roll, constant interference with TV and VCR remote controls, and occasional mono-left side cut outs on my home theatre, and it has been thoroughly checked out by licensed repair shops and persons who tell me that no Earthly reason is detectable by them 4 my complaints. I also told U that even though I complained to local Police Department that I have documentation that my stuff is being messed with and that my residence is being entered some how by some one and they just tried to take me off for psychiatric counseling. It is fixed, U cannot win, yet if U were watching last night’s TNT Law and Order shows, U would know that I did not make up the stuff about the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act. I do not make up nor exaggerate my problems and my hell. These attacks on me for 20-30 years R totally real and non delusional!!!!! The entire nightmare winds in and through MUSIC and the music and entertainment trade or industry. My friend who no longer is dreaming his Dave Roth dream in this part of hyperspace, HS, noticed this reality. Every single time that he or I or the both of us together, would attempt 2 do anything even remotely connected with music in any way, we literally would get assaulted, our cars would stop running like out of an exorcist movie, or any of numerous similar other type of disasters would instantly befall us that would prevent us and impede us from doing anything. One case and point, and there literally R hundreds of others, is the time that he made a decision to put his paycheck one week into a drum set. He left his bank in Gloucester, NJUSAESMWG, and was going 2 drive to a musical instrument store in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG, and went 2 turn the key in his caddy that he never B4 had one ounce of trouble with, and NOTHING. The car was dead and not repairable; some Milituforce Otammite was able 2 even read his mind. Let us B4 going on, refresh Morianity with what mind really is 2 start with, and then I will go on harping on this music connected nightmare!!!!!!!! The sixth dimension is like an uncountable as the number would B written as one times ten to decillions of power exponents, amount of sending radio signal stations, and mind is the many individually existing receiving stations. B4 going on, a hack keeps hitting making the word station come out as stationas. Some hacks R direct government or even sickie civilian hackers and worms but still other machine mind exists as part of this sixth dimension, and this gets dangerous so 4 right now we won’t go further into here, but there also is astral hacking that enters machine mind through extremely intricate 7th dimensional lawtronic processes that I could transmit and explain, but no one out there in consciousness could properly translate and receive my sending information, it is a simple fact that is not my fault, nor your fault, but still, I must quit here regarding this. Prior blogs show how the word program exists on individual computers as well as in one universality of the overall interactive computer networking system, 4 short, the “internet”. I am referring 2 naturally, the State Sora Exam that I took earlier this year, which led me into the hugest bearishness of my life in my entire nearly 578 deci-annum’s, periods of roughly 36.5 days or one tenth years. Anyway, the sixth dimension or SD, or the mental realm or Eckankar’s Mental Plane out and above and beyond the astral, C this is my problem with an otherwise fascinating religious order, Eckankar, I do not C the order in this forward mortal view of first is here in physical life, then up next is the astral, and beyond this is the mental, the causal, the etheric, and so forth, as the great Varagi masters claim. First, I know 4 a total fact that all there is is VOID INFINITY, and from this reality of nothingness or total ZERO DIMENSION, we dream out and away and then further and further down, all the way eventually into germs and insects and microbes. Someone knows I know all this and has great power, and does not want this knowledge sent up to the Blogger site, as I experienced a major hack and nothing in this paragraph that now UR reading, came out the first time, and the web cam just saw me type it twice, and saw me the first time and yet the screen did not take it the first time, proof of my first big H A C K of the day!!!!!!!!! I have a huge persecution complex, and am a paranoid skits with delusions of grandeur and many other various sike disorders, with nothing better to do in life than holler out how invisible things and entities R forever fucking with me. B reasonable, don’t U think, I would much rather B fucking some queen, or laying back chilling with some good music or a movie, gimmie a fucking B R E A K!!!!!!!!!!! Back to SORA, and machine mind astral hacks, U know about question #18, the Sarah Karge number, and the word that was messing with me and my typing constantly while doing my blogs. The teacher went out of the way to say that the word is ratio and not RATION, as typed. This is proof of machine mind astral hacking, as when I kept getting ration come out instead of ration, that is one thing, but now, a totally non connected government system’s word program gets the same thing, yeah, there goes my delusions and paranoia and mental sickness at work, sure, OK, believe what the hell ever that U wish 2 br!!!!!!!!!!! The sixth dimension is creating interaction and varying mind and awareness/consciousness levels on both the physical heavier atomic worlds as well as the lighter astral ones. The SD is a larger thing than physicality verses astrality. It is larger than a trillion Albert Einstein minds can grasp; after all, his mind is a speck of it for the sake of the Gods. Yes, his great mind is a speck in the speck of the great unimaginable sixth dimension [D6]. Just as the Phase 4 is made up of a vastly unfathomable network of things that can never make it into the crossing barrier of physical reality from their astral reality origins. The most deadly part of the PFC or the PHASE FOUR CLUB, as I term them, is the MWHET-PFC. This stands 4 the “MORTAL-WORLD HUMAN ENTERTAINMENT TRADE of the PHASE 4 CLUB” Yes, where should I even fathom beginning any discourse on the MWHET-PFC? These R the Hollywood owners and the major music recording labels, in first the great UNITED STATES of AMERICA, and all over the planet, in any nation where there is an entertainment industry or [trade]. I have nothing against anyone, not in any government nor political position, nor in this entertainment industry, but I do know precisely what is really real, what is exactly going on, and I am smart enough 2 also know that all these blogs R mostly a waste of my time, as Lennie Briscoe the GREAT would say so perfectly, I AM HOWLING AT THE MOON. Yes Lennie, I know it, but as Ed Himacane says, my blogs if nothing else, R good therapy 4 me, it gets out of my system what I need to try 2 tell my fellow human race, whether it results in the end in total failure, or some varying degrees of mild to major success some day far down the line of the dimly lit hall of hell.

Sunday’s siege on me was horrific, some kemtrailing in the sky, but mostly, a horrendous motor cycle scum bucket gang attack, they were all over me all day like they were flies, and I was one huge fucking garbage truck, U couldn’t fathom the hell I went through at the hands of these diseased wicked demonic sick twisted bastard cock sucking scuz eating slime balls. This attack blew my EAGLES out of the water, and it amazes me that the attack was not able to cause another parallel event of the Phillies losing, but Praise the Gods, it did not, they won, fuck all of U, and a triple HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But they did make my weekend a hell beyond a hell, it was almost as bad as being in DOGTOWN, nothing compares 2 this N O T H I N G, and the periods R so long, your human mind cannot fathom sentences of 5, 10, 25, 60, 200 MK, or minnina-kalpa. Roughly 888 MW [mortal world] years equals one MK, minnina-kalpa, this is based on the great period of astral world elections, done every just over 8 million Earth years, minnina on astral realms translates to one nine-thousands of one, so take your calculator and go 8,000,000 and the divided by key and then hit 9,000, and you will get 888. I was OK until I went to the Radio Shack store in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG on my way into work, to purchase an adapter to plug a keyboard into, so I could play some new musical arrangements that I had written recently. Not one biker dirt bag was anywhere for the first several miles, but let me go and buy a musical related device, and pow, zap, zonk, slam, Adam West, and Batman, the end of the fucking world landed in my back yard with my name boldly glittering on a huge banner sign. I am simply not permitted Mister Plota as we astrally refer 2 him jokingly, as the A and O in English grammar systems, R totally interchangeable out in astrality, 2 DO ANYTHING IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM THAT CONNECTS OR PERTAINS TO MUSIC!!!!!! Dave Roth noticed this truth and I will B playing tapes on my website, many sound bites from old tapes, 2 verify all I say now in print, just need first 2 find the material, and then burn it from tape to CD and then upload it 2 my great site if I may B permitted a little bragging, www.morianity-foundation.com. [R] and [D] are both interchangeable letters as well as [A] and [O]. Also some other interchangeable sets of English grammatical lettering R the letters that pronounce bry and gwy rhyming with the letter [I], but the letters can B anything as long as they pronounce the sound, and this is Y Robert McGuire, Sarah Callio Martino, and Martina McBride, have a strange MW correlation, that I have not as yet had enough time to properly research the matter as to potential reasons 4 this instant visual symbololgy. When I figure it out or at least get some potential ideas, I will share them with my readership, admitantly I know next 2 nothing about entertainers, they R not my favorite people, they R dangerous invaders, in astral phase 4 form, not as the humans they R simultaneously, but danger is danger, and I know what I know, and fire is firs, and it can B caused from a defective stove or heater, or kids playing with matches or a strike from Goddess Diana, but fire is fire. Yeah, beware the tide that brings the music message, this messenger will B heard the loudest and remembered the longest, PLOTA, U mortal worlders know him or knew him long ago as Plato, the O and the A astrally R interchangeable, remember!!!!!! There R countless things astrally that look the same, but with an [AS] after it, or hundreds of other bi-letter combinations, the word can B a simple word such as ‘hunger’ or ‘laughter’, yet if an [AS], or [UJ], or a [XE] follow the word without a space, the word takes on a meaning based on its root word yet grows many types of adjectivities grammatically speaking. The MW Latin tongue was the first language dreamed down in a strong form of astral methodology, such as all kinds of varying LOVE, can B words such as Amos and Amot, and others, but notice how the [AMO] in the root of the word is there, describing the love of something, where as adding other letters define this to the love of a man and a woman, or the love of life, of a brother, or even a thing, such as nature or a piece of furniture, and so forth. The astral worlds originally have this system, but few grammar systems on the MW currently use this root and add on adjective descriptiveness, in the heart of their system of language. Astrally as well, both single, double and triple letters can B in the front of a word or the root meaning of a word, giving thousands of astral descriptions, going far beyond mans human reasoning, such as we can say that astral colors R unfathomable, and this is not only true as more than 3900 primary colors can B interacted with as a being-entity grows in its own height and level of true total awareness, but we only have this one major word 2 describe the unbelievably or non credibility of a situation or event or condition, or some familiar words to this word, but the only way I can describe a far wider and greater astral linguistics, is to add math to the letters, such as unbelievable-10 or unfathomable-200, and so forth. However, this is only to show that a system too great to express to the MW is part of all of this, as we do not actually use an alpha-numeric grammatical communication system on this plane of condition-interaction that I refer 2 as ASTRALITY.

A tape recorder and the EMS or the GMC is all the same thing, BASICALLY. However, all apples R fruit but not all fruits R apples, hence, I really am saying that a tape recorder, for example, is one and the same thing in a higher reality, as the Great Millionth Council or the Electromagnetic Spectrum, but that this machine is totally these things, yet this GMC or EMS is not limited by any means or stretch to this tape recorder, which is merely one electronic device. I am not blaming the local electric company nor accusing anyone of anything, but is it not a funny J.J. McCoy coincidence, that right after I blogged the fact that the Atlantic City Electric Company over billed me in the mid nineteen hundred seventies for a defective fast reading electrical meter, their own property, and refused 2 reimburse me the overpay amount based on these faulty high readings, and said the law protects them from the need to do this, I come home last Sunday from work at around 8:05 in the damn morning, nine days ago, as this is now Tuesday the eleventh or Bin Laden Day as it is referred to in 2301 at the King World Labs, a long time from now, but it is there, bwelieve me Elmer Fudd. Aniwho I come home and go to activate my lightning machine or electrostatic ball that was the only device connected into a power surge protector, and it would not work. I plugged it into another wall outlet at my residence and on it went. I went on shortly thereafter 2 discover that some one or some thing had burned out the surge protector, and no device plugged into it will ever go on again, 30 bucks down the drain, and if it was done by this Callio controlled Atlantic City Utility Monopoly, Bruce, another 30 smacks they ripped me off 4, but again in reiteration, I can only say this is fantastic circumstantial evidence through the coincidence of the blog that I had just posted the prior Friday night not 36 hours back to a public site 4 the world 2 read, about my fast running meter rip off, posted to www.blogger.com, and eventually it all will end up on my website, the address given earlier on this blog. On the famous and great LAW AND ORDER television show, I have seen convictions or circumstantial evidence no better than this, but again, I cannot accuse them and risk a lawsuit, not that I have a pot 2 piss in nor a window to chuck it the fuck out of, but in rare cases, a poor man convicted in a major character defamation law case, has had 2 serve some jail time, according to my webmaster guru, Eddie Himacane, so I accuse no one of anything, except the blogged things that I will swear under oath in court were done to me, such as Tom Reale the pervo sexually molesting me in July of 1970 when I was only 31 semi-annums old, 15 and a half.

I still believe that if I had the damn balls to run far away from this area, I could escape a lot of this, as the gods use 4 hell groups, machines, animals, weather, and people, no not the 4 food groups, don’t get hungry on me now, lots more yet 2 tell yall. It is pouring rain as I pen this now on whittle black keys, a real torrential rain, but my lovely Diana Queen, never comes around 2C me this year, really missin’ U girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In human form, U influenced the people around U that wrote all your great songs, and in 1985, I know that U picked my arrangement of the song THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, a song I wrote at the age of 29 semi-annums or 14-1/2 right after John Henningsen gave me the magic chain or motorcycle chain that later became magic or it was all along and it took the great Sarah Krassle 2 reveal these truths 2 me. I never understood in your song CHAIN REACTION YU would do this 2 me when I know U always cared in some way 4 your 1-2-3 caller, even when U weren’t screaming at me that “U didn’t need this, no how, no nothing”. U revealed 2 me very recently that the only way U could get my attention and get me starting to remember Sarah again, as I had put my boyhood behind me by then, was 2 use my arrangement from a song with prophetic lyrical content from the days just B4 Sarah gave me the powerful CHAIN INTERACTION-TTH. The midnight action that U refer 2 in the Chain Reaction song lyrics, was all about Russell Thaxton getting molested at the Goodfellow home in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, and then getting plastered with a fifth of vodka and showing up at my door well after midnight, 2 boys on a school night and well past midnight, and yes, all these events were powerfully and perfectly planed and would lead up to the burning and destruction of a very special book called BOB or the BOOK OF BEACH. Think about it my blog readers: it is a school night, we R2 15 year old kids, my mother just happened 2B out on a date with her boyfriend Sidney Crown, my parents were divorced a few years back when I was around 11, as my dad was a treasure hunter, and had disappeared a long time, and my mother’s lawyer used the desertion divorce strategy, uncontested. My dad was busy at the time, under the great Sarah-Stacey, the Atlantic Ocean, diving with famous men like Kip Wagner and Mel Fisher, 2 this very Bin Laden Day of oh-seven, these men R known in the diving and treasure salvage industries.

Day games R hell 4 me, whether it is the Philadelphia Phillies or the Flyers, DAY GAMES 4 ME R TOTAL FUCKING HELL!!!!!!! Friday, and the weekend were total siege hell. Every time the fuckers wipe me out over the weekend, or 9 out of 10 times, the Dow Jones goes up Monday, and sure as shit, up almost 15 points yesterday, same point value as my age around the time in-between writing the song THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, and the THIRD THING HAPPENING [TTH] or the chain interaction with the GREAT SSJKK .My website will shortly B uploading the song I refer to, as well as Love Is For Carpenters, a song written in eternity on the astral plane, by Carlajayja, SSJKK, and myself, 4 short I call it by the first 2 letters of the 4 words of the title, LOIS FOCA. All this will B on the site shortly, www.morianity-foundation.com. If I were to run away far enough from this tri-state area of Phillies/Flyers/Dow Jones, and these many enemies in Trenton, Atlantic City, New York City, Philadelphia, Camden, Hammonton, 2 mention a few in what I call when measured outside the fartherest areas herein, THE REALE DEVIL’S TRIANGLE, I feel that Apollo-Lucifer, Diana’s twin brother would not B able 2 attack me as well and with such freaking alacrity. One secret not told in religions and bibles is that Diana’s twin brother, or the MW DEVIL, is madly in love with the great Sarah Krassle, and hates me 4 the affection she shows me as Zeranniss Arthur YANCY Jones, as her very special THAT DOG/THAT BOY. Her parents know I can shape into that boy, and am a lot more than her dog. They got all dogs banned from the great city of SAHASRA DAL KANWAL; MW calls this location which really is a condition-interaction HEAVEN. I as Mountainpen am nothing more than 2 astral entities sharing the same dream down. I am both Rictafarius’s dream and Zeranniss’s dream. Hence, by my human perspective, I am madly in love with the 2 most powerful GODESSES on all of the ASTRAL PLANE. As Big Ricky, without my personalized plate, or with it through phase four EW, I live in the great RICKTOWN MANOR with my beautiful lightning goddess of the Earth, the Great DIANA ZUDLOWCRONESIA ARTEEMIS, in RICKTOWN, a remote and poor location inside the PROVINCE OLYMPIA. As Zeranniss, I was given a CITY name YANCY, by the great SSJKK, or as I refer 2 her as, my lovely bush burning long super bright and brown haired queen Sarah-Stacey. STA and NEE on the ASTRAL PLANE R1 and the same thing like Kent and soup in phase 4. Ancient Hebrew linguists know the secret name of LORD, it is SAR, and the feminine goddess grammatical translation is none other than SARAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The four hell groups that lightning’s brother uses on me and against me, again, ANIMALS, WEATHER, PEOPLE, and MACHINES, not in that or any particular order, is commingled in an ugly mess with this evil trilogy and its parallel event with the Phillies, Flyers, and the Dow Jones Stocks, can B escaped with distance, as this devils triangle of the stock market runs from New York, into Philadelphia with these 2 sports teams, and then triangulates eastbound to lovely Atlantic City. Put any kind of 4 digit mileage between me and this devils triangle, and it can’t help but get better. It is just in all honesty that it takes more balls than I have, to simply run out of an area I grew up in, all alone, into the unknown. What they did 2 me in 1983 with my glandular condition requires I take certain medications, which the system discourages patients from taking in long durations. Once long ago, medical communities were there to try to make people feel better and alleviate pain. They believed in the Hippocratic Oath that says, “First, do no harm”. Now, fuck the patient, it is always all about the money, just as the world famous author Kevin Trudeau says so perfectly and rightfully vociferously and repetitively. The nightmare they put me through is bad enough, then always trying 2 stop my meds which without I would go fucking just above coma stage, and linger alive for eternity, unable ever 2 escape unless Diana would come down 4 me and wake me the fuck up out of this nightmare physicality. I go on about things and will admit to getting quite garrulous and loquacious at times, but 61st grandpa’s uncle all mighty, GIMME A DAMN BREAK, RUN, RUN 2 WHERE???????? I have no skill; no way 2 survive, and take away my ativan and I will go into eternal coma or just above into an agonizing infinite lingering hell that is 2 bizarre to fathom ladies and gents!!!!!!!

So how does phase 4 and the 6th dimension and Sarah Krassle really fit into the entire grand scheme of this? Do U have a few freaking centuries!!!!!!!! Shit pie, you’ll B reading with transplanted eyeballs, and my full story will still escape and forever elude U. I haven’t started telling my Morians about EXPLOATRONS. Did U know that when UR dreaming, U either R on the astral plane or U become the wave/particle duality equivalent of a transdimensional viewer/interactor. Did U ever C an Exploratron? If like most, U occasionally C out of the corner of one eye a quick instant bright circular flash of white, blue, or bluish white light, then U observed an entity from within all of the fifth dimension, having a dream into our part of time and hyperspace. Someone else has seen U2, bwelieve me Elmer Fudd. Yessir Silly wabbit, some tricks R indeed 4 kids, but not all. Dangerous shit lurks everywhere, things that make 9/11 and child sex abuse and other major felony crimes, pale in comparison, R all over, and right under your nose, and none of any of U have clue number 1. Hidden in a strong box in an apartment closet in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG is a notebook in the hand writing of a young teen age boy, called the “Book of Beach”. Next 2 it is a powerful and magical chain. These 2 items R existing as waves and particles here in this universe and many others in HS, currently 37.38 light years out in space in all 6 opposing direct directions as well as all possible angular directionality in an arc out beyond the spherical arc of this roughly 8,000 mile diameter ball that U and me call “the Earth”. The fourth dimension moves this from waves to particles and back as these realities continue trekking outward. Even when this closet was the space of 37.38 years ago, there is never any true present. All reality in the physical world is still waves and particles. Someday, I will scan back and make a copy of both. Eventually, I will scan and copy a Sarah from Tennessee Avenue. No power on this measly whittle pwanet Mr. Elmer is gonna stop me. So how about Doctor Margret and her Diva, where did they get the idea from Doc? I did not record this HSM; it was done by Donna herself, in Munich, Germany. Nothing is written in stone. There R universes in the multiverse of HS, where maybe it did happen more like in the Diva movie, Doc. A rose may B a rose no matter what U choose 2 call it Bill, but more things definitely do exist than R dreamt of in Horatio’s imagination, or all the rest of our imaginations combined, remember Bill, that this is all just part of the 6th dimension!!!!!!!

I have tons to tell, but I want 2 post to Blogger well B4 the Dow Jones closes, so the street can choke just a bit, as they made me do 4 24 + years now.

Brown eyes, I love you big beautiful Stacey, and I am jealous of everyone and everything. I am your THAT BOY, and am sorry about my brother Able, but I would do it again 1 trillion times over if I thought some one was trying to take U away from me. Tell your parents that they never will B rid of me, UR my eternal endless teen queen. BYE BYE long lovely haired beauty queen.

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Very soon, 2 new audio works will B up on my website, www.morianity-foundation.com and one is downloadable, but one will not B, as it also is material that is owned by other copyright owners such as the songwriter who wrote for Ragni and Rado, on their famous Broadway musical from 1968, HAIR. We will not get into other hyper space me’s at this minper, but the nice lady Doctor Margret from the Institute of Medical Research, now the Coryell Institute in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, told me I should C a movie called Diva, after telling her of my prior job at RPL, the sound studio where I had some wild and outlandish stuff happen 2 me that is just 2 totally unbelievable to get into in full detail right now. Hyperspace Me’s and U’s, R a reality, and so R war cowards and other HSM’s!!!!

The Millionth Council is neither stopping nor R they interfering with the electronic world so to speak, or the EMS. What U now must advance up 2 in following Morianity, is that electronics, electricity in any form, all digital and or analogue gadgets, and the entire electromagnetic spectrum or EMS, IS THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL!!!!!!!!!! If U go to a child’s back yard and watch him or her on a tricycle or playing with toys or in a sandbox or on swings or whatever, and then observe some ant or other insects for random example, somehow being finally able to one day, interact in some small way with this child, and thereby have some connection into its toys and devices, this by no means is evidence that U can now expect to observe these inconsequential insects, taking real control in any way over this child or its domain, in this case a back yard of the parent or parent’s home. Anytime the child wishes 2, for fun or 4 any other reason, he or she can remove or break a toy, or move the swings or the sandbox, or whatever. Again, the EMS is the Great Millionth Council, and we Earther’s DO NOT control electronics nor the electromagnetic spectrum. Diana turned some street lights off that were on, as well as some on that were off, all throughout my automobile trip 2 my job site Saturday night. Soon after I arrived, the pulsar chopper Ufocraft went by in front of my guard-house on the post, heading east-north-east towards, if the heading did not alter, somewhere in the Seaside Heights, NJUSAESMWG area of the Jersey seashore. It beamed a white and red strobe light straight down at me, but I was ready for the pricky bastard Millionth Council. I keep in my pocket, a large truck mirror, and my uniform has an area on the side for a large guard clock, where I keep the mirror instead, as the client permits us to run on the honor system and walk the post beat without hitting security clock station keys that verify a guard has been at such and such a place at a precise time. B-4 the attack, no tape recorder would work, all U would get back when attempting to record either a voice or music, was a blocked sound, a quiet-jam as NASA call these radio oddities, quietly, they do not admit to this. During the murder trial of OJ Simpson, CNN, the carrying network, has, as I do as I was VHS videotaping it all, a video clear image of this same craft leaving this planet at a high rate of velocity, it would have reached our moon in a couple of seconds at this clip, causing a worm hole, or riding one, or both, as inside a solar system, excessive velocity creates so much mass, that it interferes with numerous fourth dimensional properties in the quantum foams that lie in perpendicular atomic particle orbits to the positively and negatively charged particles moving in various orbits inside closed curves in step-gradient size dimensionalities. Much more can B said, but should not, such as the several traitorous astral scum that planned billions of eons ago, to bring ‘technology’ to a world that was created 2B a garden and a very happy and simple place, ruled by a beautiful teenaged queen named Sarah Stacey. This is all true, and if anyone can scientifically prove me out 2B a liar, EVER, I submit to any appropriate penalties, I am telling THE FUCKING TRUTH LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. Ron Owens or one of another of the Callio family’s evil friends, R in league with the Great Millionth Council. They had me put on a watch and ‘fuck with’ list, by having child-porn sent 2 me in my name back in the MW year of 1975, while I resided in a piece of shit little apartment with my mom in Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG, C all recent PB’s. Then they set up a connecting covert body that is intra-structured with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. The Central Intelligence Agency, the Immigration and Naturalization Services, the National Security Agency, the Organizational Secret Service which turned into a sub-part of the secret Service, and developed a dangerous immoral thing called the FOREIGN INTELLIGENCE SURVEILLANCE ACT or FISA for a shortened abbreviation. This is how they can covertly in human form, keep working against me, doing it legally, using secret warrants and secret courts, to break into my different residences, steal my stuff, plant shit in there, remove stuff, cut wires, and fuck with me endlessly in all manner of evil demonic twisted and diseased ways.

This is Y the Phillies were wrecked all through the holiday, they fuck with me on all holidays, just follow the Flyers for wins and the Phillies 4 losses on all holidays, and C4 yourselves, that my claims R beyond the possibility of just being coincidentally correct all the time!!!!!!!!! I have no time to talk about what scares me more than anything, COT, L-T-T, and G-P-S. Go ahead, argue with me all U want that putting microchips in your pets, and yes, your kids when they R born, involuntarily, being a good thing should they get lost or kidnapped, but every good has a bad, and every up has a big bad dark downside. COT stands for CONSCIOUSNESS TRANSFER. We all ready have super mainframe systems hidden a mile deep in Fort Meade, MDUSAESMWG, that that store more than the necessary memory to put yourself literally into the SYSTEM for a PLANT, as robotics will B so good in less than a century, U then can B implanted eventually into superdroids, or superior androids and then remain forever trapped inside the dream of physicality endlessly, when really, UR attempting 2 escape all of interaction and obtain oblivion, despite human conscious mind covering this reality and truth up 4-U. Paula King has a daughter; whether it is in this High School Musical or another, Doctor Margret, and once she grows up and develops stuff that I all ready know that she will, real trouble is then just around the corner. Doubt all U want Missourians, but I know what I know, and I know the secrets of D-S the great disco Sisco Deep Space [D-S] 9-Queen, and the other letters missing here American Broadcasting Network and Muzak, back on a huge tease roll again by the way, and these letters R {INEY}!!!!!!!!!!! None of U 6th-dimensionites R bull fucking me for a lousy stinking minper, I know what is going on and that void infinity is real, and that nothing else is, it all is but a row row row your boat trucking down the stream dream!!!!!!!!

Brown eyes, your long lovely bright shiny hair was dangling all over me last night when I tranced out. Your kisses send me into bliss’s that cannot B mortally fathomed.

Super shit scum blotor suckle cycle attack, they R everywhere, this day and all throughout the month and year, is one fucking super huge major BOTBAR, and super MILITUFORCE OTAMMITE ATTACK.

H E L P M E S T A C E Y!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In your great name, THAT DOG/THAT BOY is begging U, BROWN EYED BUSH BURNER!!!!!!!!!

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Friday, August 31, 2007

RATS, TATS, & PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL

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Friday, August 31, 2007

Thank U Sarah Stacey Jehovah my teen queen

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL, ‘NON-Eagles’ FOOTBALL, BLOG #11 --- 083107.502

The Dow shot up yesterday telling me that a recent thing that I thought would work out 4 my good, will naturally NOT. The criminal justice system in this country is a total joke, and I will amend my comments, if thing today work out differently than it appears right now that they will go. Giant Paula’s second cousin once removed, or some similar type of family mumbo jumbo, lost her baby on Wednesday, and a few hours later, she snapped out and hit and spit on half of the Hammonton Police force, and was taken to county lock up. She all ready is on parole and probation for numerous violent acts, yet never gets violated nor sent back 2 jail. There R those that can away with anything, and those of course that know beyond a doubt that if they get caught spitting out a stick of gum on the street, would B locked up 4 months, and back sass an officer, and make that years in the hotel. It really is not fair at all Jack McCoy, and this is Y-I am glued 2 this great show, “L&O”, Jack my ol’bud says it all, coincidences R bull shit, and laws R in duplicate, ones 4 the super rich, and others 4 all the other ‘poories’. I really feel 4 Paula’s younger 2nd cuz, but she is a dominatrix that uses men day and night and really basically hates us and has no respect 4 us as human beings. I can B sick as a dog, and she will insist that I take her here and there, and her mom who is sick with a terrible medical problem takes even more of the brunt of all of this than me and others around her, and she gets spit on and pushed and hit on a regular basis, and the probation officers of this crummy county won’t violate her. She plans to leave jail today, 'R-O-R' and yet she originally was on a cash only bail bond of 15 grand and all of her friends and family together would not b able 2 raise this sum, yet it all gets changed, and out of jail she comes, the entire system is absurd. Right now her mom is here with Ed Himacane, her ex-neighbor from Judge Rasu’s rental house, that if INS ever knew what was going on, they’d B over with warrants, salivating, and there goes judgie wudgies reputation. This whole area and county is so crooked it disgusts me. Have seen private photographs from Ann with Levy’s buddy the ex mayor, and B-4-I go on Ed’s computer got hacked, even he cannot fix the printing font back 2 where it was, notice the tiny asterisk, not the full sized one like 8888*******, sorry, too much hacking, they will not allow me to print anything except tiny asterisks, remember in the last blog when 2 asterisks appeared, look at what I said during the hack, connecting what else but these wicked evil diseased GODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Back to Mayor Whealon and Mayor Levy, and all of their bar pals, including McGuire, Callio, and lots of other toughies. These evil people are dangerous and all of them love sexual misconduct with under aged people. Loud planes, major death beam diarrhea attacks every night, hacking, and on and on, is ongoing, and of course the Dow Jones goes UP UP UP UP AND UP!!!!!!

I am so naïve and innocent. Thought several people were on my side, but must now C the good possibility that I misread some things, and should not propel my thoughts so quickly into positive modality. The movies recently made, and lots of things, oh well, it all started 40 years ago, and I believe the Lamist Brigger Cult or the [L-B-C] 4 short, just like the fictional character of Wall Street King Skyler Rumson, on the great soap of the sixties called DARK SHADOWS, has an entire covert army of those who look around 4 ideas that they can make small legal alterations with and sell the idea for a few hundred bucks a pop, while crooked recording and film industries make the lions grab share of the loot. No prob Rob, and if I misjudged, very sahwee!!!!!!!!!!,

The Phillies took Sarah’s old broom from 1983 and 113 More Shinny Big Moons, © Mountainpen, and swept the scuzzy ducking Mets cleaner than the great Stacey Krassle’s whistle.

I am so quick to thank the gods, and then they mock me and spit on me; the stick eating shkits!!!!!!!! Everything in the multiverse, or every single twin-universe laying onion layer thin inside the confines of this unfathomable fifth dimension, lives as is from a point of entry to a point of exit through astral dream-downs. These waves and particles that R your bed or chair, or your Aunt Tillie-Anne, or U, or me, exists in all of the other full revolution of the closed curve cycle. To view anything, a technology called Distance-Delay-Viewing, or DDV, will B used shortly, to look in right from your computer screen, it will start with live TV signals that may B 50 or more years old, later it may B G-P-S connect-scanned, and U can view your parents now long dead, walking in their town, meeting 4 the first time, their first romantic embrace, anything. Later on in roughly 5 to 17 centuries in the majority of hyperspace, HS, a teck called LASER TRACE can B applied in conjunction with D-D-V, and this is how a great master was resurrected as well as other resurrections done by him and others not known about, and all of my fatalities and resurrections, put simply, I can shoot U dead today and 30 years from now when I get out of jail, if I do, I can retrace U by literally tuning U in at some point just B4 U were shot, and duplicate the image on a level atomically, only it is a teck going way beyond Star Trek’s antiquated concept of matter scrambling. Believe it or not, just like with tracing paper, a teck not understood yet that I am not willing 2 share with Earther’s quite yet, simply retraces the image three dimensionally, far beyond the low teck tri-lazar systems [holography]. Whatever is on the screen that U have Google scanned, or permit me to say SWIS-SCANNED, short 4 the [future of Satellite World Inter-connect System], is now printed out, not all that differently than U mortal Earther’s do today with your scanner-printers, only this copies the precise image in all of its complexities. It proves also that death is really a land or a condition-interaction, having no true real connection with this life experience or illusion-reality, Eckankar’s MAYA!!!!!!!!!! None of this is bull shit; there are no worlds colliding, nor any violations of causalities, all science fiction and antique dark aged ideas need B exposed, it is all a lot of mother jamming pig defecation.

The reason the market flew is a result of the parallel event of me down when they R up. They have used the King problem twice in my life, notice how they all have so much shame, they cannot face the person they screwed and apologize Paula is listed no longer in the county white pages. Did she move far away, change her name, or get married? Maybe as I do, she is under a different name. Why would a 53 year old woman suddenly marry after 35 years of eligibility? Her daughter from a prior ‘encounter’ grows up 2B instrumental in inventing this LTT, or Lazar-Trace-Technology.

When I told the world the story of the chain and Sarah, and the down to Earth version that more mortals could relate to, the market mini-crashed, the street cannot handle anyone listening to my truths, the gods forbid anyone of clout ever believing any of it and taking it seriously to want to actually get together with me and help me get to the bottom of my beyond-bizarre hell. Here is some more down to Earth stuff connecting into this. It was 1975, and on March one, I moved from Oaklyn where I had lived during the chain incident back in 1969, to an apartment called Linden Hill in Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG. 14 weeks later I had the shit knocked out of me by 2 big bully lifeguard mascots from the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, all because some young 13 year old stacked child was making all over me and I was not interested in her, she was a child, I was 20. I was harassed and threatened by neighbors that worked in the same office that my mom worked in, a fat pig by the name of Ron Owens. I was evicted, and treated like the bad guy, my electric meter was reading twice normal rates and the power company Callio controlled did it to me. The Atlantic City Electric Company told me that the meter was remedied, but that they were under no legal obligation to refund me the buck and a half overpayment, nor were they planning 2 do so. The biggie though was when a neighbor, maybe Owens, but if not, one of his sicko diseased Callio connected friends, ordered child pornography in my name, sent to my address of 1118 Linden Hill Apartments, Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG, and I end up getting a call from the feds, me, an honest law plucking abiding United States born legal citizen, and I told the fruyucking federal agents, and remember it to this day, “I never would order garbage like that from Sweden or anywhere else, and to please throw it in the ocean”.

FBI, OR ANY OFFICER OR AGENT OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT; U have this all on file, I know this, and this is still not where this persecution of me began, it has been going on and is being done to me, an innocent percent, 4 as long as I can freaking remember back. If I am lying in any way about this, I swear to B under voluntary legal sworn oath, and this blog 11 is a written grand jury testimony some day, if U want it 2-B. Should I B untruthful in any way about any of this, I am committing perjury, and I need 2-B put in jail. Only I am telling the freaking truth, just as I tell U all now, that these Atlantic City scum have been tormenting and torturing me all of my life, wrecking my life, socially, educationally, and on every conceivable other level. They hate me for reasons I do not know and can only hazard dim guesses at!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am an honest hard working man who has been driven to insanity and suicide, only I cannot die and stay dead, as some future Paula King Labs is retracing me every time, they plan 2 keep me in this cage or menagerie Mister Rotten-Berry forever. Thank U Jehovah my beautiful love, 4 not lifting a trucking finger to help your THAT BOY out of this eternal burning hellfire of Dogtown.

Look Stacey, I will do whatever U want, and I have read your words cover to cover over and over, and I am jealous of the whole world. I love U my teen queen, and U belong 2 me. This entire world and system only exists because U thought about 'THAT BOY' in your upline world. Satanic forces R working to bury me in fire as I pen these words. I love U Sarah-Stacey, so please help me from these wicked demonic forces, in the wholly holy name of my 61st grandfathers’ uncle, dreaming in here on the mortal world as the great master and your son, THE LORD OR SAR, JESUS MESSIAH [CHRIST]. 2 lines above here, Sarah my love, Diana’s twin brother Apollo-Lucifer made the print on my word document come out “I loco U Sarah-Stacey, instead of love, that I will B shooting up to Blogger dot com site. Godda admit, Mayor Whealon, U look great in your bar photos, YR all of U so against poor whittle me. UR hurting me and your good friend Ann Silva, please, screw me if U have 2, but don’t sacrifice her, she is such a nice lady, and my friend, and does not deserve all the wrath of hell, Crissake, not on to of her major medical troubles, come on guys, B human beings and grow at least half a heart between all of U’s!!!!!!!!

Stacey my lovely Atlantic Ocean, thank U 4 hearing me and delivering me this miracle, Ann thanks U as well. Tonight at your sweet 16 party I will thank U in ways far beyond words, my beautiful long haired giant teen queen. I love your huge chocolate brown eyes, whether my dad has patent rights on chocolate here or in any other part of the great hyperspace HS. UR my endless bush burning Sar-ah, and I am very jealous of your love and attention. I AM YOUR THAT BOY, FOREVER AND EVER, A M E N.
RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL, ‘NON-Eagles’ FOOTBALL, BLOG #11 --- 083107.502

The Dow shot up yesterday telling me that a recent thing that I thought would work out 4 my good, will naturally NOT. The criminal justice system in this country is a total joke, and I will amend my comments, if thing today work out differently than it appears right now that they will go. Giant Paula’s second cousin once removed, or some similar type of family mumbo jumbo, lost her baby on Wednesday, and a few hours later, she snapped out and hit and spit on half of the Hammonton Police force, and was taken to county lock up. She all ready is on parole and probation for numerous violent acts, yet never gets violated nor sent back 2 jail. There R those that can away with anything, and those of course that know beyond a doubt that if they get caught spitting out a stick of gum on the street, would B locked up 4 months, and back sass an officer, and make that years in the hotel. It really is not fair at all Jack McCoy, and this is YI am glued 2 this great show, “L&O”, Jack my ol’bud says it all, coincidences R bull shit, and laws R in duplicate, ones 4 the super rich, and others 4 all the other ‘poories’. I really feel 4 Paula’s younger 2nd cuz, but she is a dominatrix that uses men day and night and really basically hates us and has no respect 4 us as human beings. I can B sick as a dog, and she will insist that I take her here and there, and her mom who is sick with a terrible medical problem takes even more of the brunt of all of this than me and others around her, and she gets spit on and pushed and hit on a regular basis, and the probation officers of this crummy county won’t violate her. She plans to leave jail today, ROR and yet she originally was on a cash only bail bond of 15 grand and all of her friends and family together would not b able 2 raise this sum, yet it all gets changed, and out of jail she comes, the entire system is absurd. Right now her mom is here with Ed Himacane, her ex-neighbor from Judge Rasu’s rental house, that if INS ever knew what was going on, they’d B over with warrants, salivating, and there goes judgie wudgies reputation. This whole area and county is so crooked it disgusts me. Have seen private photographs from Ann with Levy’s buddy the ex mayor, and B4 I go on Ed’s computer got hacked, even he cannot fix the printing font back 2 where it was, notice the tiny asterisk, not the full sized one like 8888*******, sorry, too much hacking, they will not allow me to print anything except tiny asterisks, remember in the last blog when 2 asterisks appeared, look at what I said during the hack, connecting what else but these wicked evil diseased GODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Back to Mayor Whealon and Mayor Levy, and all of their bar pals, including McGuire, Callio, and lots of other toughies. These evil people are dangerous and all of them love sexual misconduct with under aged people. Loud planes, major death beam diarrhea attacks every night, hacking, and on and on, is ongoing, and of course the Dow Jones goes UP UP UP UP AND UP!!!!!!

I am so naïve and innocent. Thought several people were on my side, but must now C the good possibility that I misread some things, and should not propel my thoughts so quickly into positive modality. The movies recently made, and lots of things, oh well, it all started 40 years ago, and I believe the Lamist Brigger Cult or the [LBC] 4 short, just like the fictional character of Wall Street King Skyler Rumson, on the great soap of the sixties called DARK SHADOWS, has an entire covert army of those who look around 4 ideas that they can make small legal alterations with and sell the idea for a few hundred bucks a pop, while crooked recording and film industries make the lions grab share of the loot. No prob Rob, and if I misjudged, very sahwee!!!!!!!!!!,

The Phillies took Sarah’s old broom from 1983 and 113 More Shinny Big Moons, © Mountainpen, and swept the skuzzy fucking Mets cleaner than the great Stacey Krassle’s whistle.

I am so quick to thank the gods, and then they mock me and spit on me, the prick eating shits!!!!!!!! Everything in the multiverse, or every single twin-universe laying onion layer thin inside the confines of this unfathomable fifth dimension, lives as is from a point of entry to a point of exit through astral dream-downs. These waves and particles that R your bed or chair, or your Aunt Tillie-Anne, or U, or me, exists in all of the other full revolution of the closed curve cycle. To view anything, a technology called Distance-Delay-Viewing, or DDV, will B used shortly, to look in right from your computer screen, it will start with live TV signals that may B 50 or more years old, later it may B GPS connect-scanned, and U can view your parents now long dead, walking in their town, meeting 4 the first time, their first romantic embrace, anything. Later on in roughly 5 to 17 centuries in the majority of hyperspace, HS, a teck called LAZAR TRAZE can B applied in conjunction with DDV, and this is how a great master was resurrected as well as other resurrections done by him and others not known about, and all of my fatalities and resurrections, put simply, I can shoot U dead today and 30 years from now when I get out of jail, if I do, I can retrace U by literally tuning U in at some point just B4 U were shot, and duplicate the image on a level atomically, only it is a teck going way beyond Star Trek’s antiquated concept of matter scrambling. Believe it or not, just like with tracing paper, a teck not understood yet that I am not willing 2 share with Earther’s quite yet, simply retraces the image three dimensionally, far beyond the low teck tri-lazar systems [holography]. Whatever is on the screen that U have Google scanned, or permit me to say SWIS-SCANNED, short 4 the [future of Satellite World Inter-connect System], is now printed out, not all that differently than U mortal Earther’s do today with your scanner-printers, only this copies the precise image in all of its complexities. It proves also that death is really a land or a condition-interaction, having no true real connection with this life experience or illusion-reality, Eckankar’s MAYA!!!!!!!!!! None of this is bull shit; there are no worlds colliding, nor any violations of causalities, all science fiction and antique dark aged ideas need B exposed, it is all a lot of mother jamming pig defecation.

The reason the market flew is a result of the parallel event of me down when they R up. They have used the King problem twice in my life, notice how they all have so much shame, they cannot face the person they screwed and apologize Paula is listed no longer in the county white pages. Did she move far away, change her name, or get married? Maybe as I do, she is under a different name. Why would a 53 year old woman suddenly marry after 35 years of eligibility? Her daughter from a prior ‘encounter’ grows up 2B instrumental in inventing this LTT, or Lazar-Trace-Technology.

When I told the world the story of the chain and Sarah, and the down to Earth version that more mortals could relate to, the market mini-crashed, the street cannot handle anyone listening to my truths, the gods forbid anyone of clout ever believing any of it and taking it seriously to want to actually get together with me and help me get to the bottom of my beyond-bizarre hell. Here is some more down to Earth stuff connecting into this. It was 1975, and on March one, I moved from Oaklyn where I had lived during the chain incident back in 1969, to an apartment called Linden Hill in Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG. 14 weeks later I had the shit knocked out of me by 2 big bully lifeguard mascots from the Atlantic City Beach Patrol, all because some young 13 year old stacked child was making all over me and I was not interested in her, she was a child, I was 20. I was harassed and threatened by neighbors that worked in the same office that my mom worked in, a fat pig by the name of Ron Owens. I was evicted, and treated like the bad guy, my electric meter was reading twice normal rates and the power company Callio controlled did it to me. The Atlantic City Electric Company told me that the meter was remedied but that they were under no legal obligation to refund me the buck and a half overpayment, nor were they planning 2 do so. The biggie though was when a neighbor, maybe Owens, but if not, one of his sicko diseased Callio connected friends, ordered child pornography in my name, sent to my address, 1118 Linden Hill Apartments, Lindenwold, NJUSAESMWG and I end up getting a call from the feds, me, an honest law fucking abiding United States born legal citizen, and I told the fucking federal agents, and remember it to this day, “I never would order garbage like that from Sweden or anywhere else, and to please throw it in the ocean”.

FBI, OR ANY OFFICER OR AGENT OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, U have this all on file, I know this, and this is still not where this persecution of me began, it has been going on and is being done to me, an innocent percent, 4 as long as I can freaking remember back If I am lying in any way about this, I swear to B under voluntary legal sworn oath and this blog 11 is written grand jury testimony some day if U want it 3B. Should I B untruthful in any way about any of this, I am committing perjury and need 2B put in jail, only I am telling the freaking truth, just as I tell U all now, that these Atlantic City scum have been tormenting and torturing me all of my life, wrecking my life, socially, educationally, and on every conceivable other level. They hate me for reasons I do not know and can only hazard dim guesses at!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am an honest hard working man who has been driven to insanity and suicide, only I cannot die and stay dead, as some future Paula King Labs is retracing me every time, they plan 2 keep me in this cage or managerie mister rotten berry forever,. Thank U Jehovah my beautiful love 4 not lifting a fucking finger to help your THAT BOY out of this eternal burning hellfire of Dogtown.

Look Stacey, I will do whatever U want, and I have read your words cover to cover over and over, and I am jealous of the whole world. I love U my teen queen, and U belong 2 me. This entire world and system only exists because U thought about THAT BOY in your upline world. Satanic forces R working to bury me in fire as I pen these words, I love U Sarah-Stacey, please help me from these wicked demonic forces, in the wholly holy name of my 61st grandfathers’ uncle, dreaming in here on the mortal world as the great master and your son, THE LORD OR SAR, JESUS MESIAH [CHRIST]. 2 lines above here, Sarah my love, Diana’s twin brother Apollo-Lucifer made the print on my word document come out “I loco U Sarah-Stacey, instead of love, that I will B shooting up to Blogger dot com site. Godda admit, Mayor Whealon, U look great in your bar photos, YR all of U so against poor whittle me. UR hurting me and your good friend Ann Silva, please, screw me if U have 2, but don’t sacrifice her, she is such a nice lady, and my friend, and does not deserve all the wrath of hell, Chrissake, not on to of her major medical troubles, come on guys, B human beings and grow at least half a heart between all of U’s!!!!!!!!

Stacey my lovely Atlantic Ocean, thank U 4 hearing me and delivering me this miracle, Ann thanks U as well. Tonight at your sweet 16 party I will thank U in ways far beyond words, my beautiful long haired giant teen queen. I love your huge chocolate brown eyes, whether my dad has patent rights on chocolate here or in any other part of the great hyperspace HS. UR my endless bush burning Sar-ah, and I am very jealous of your love and attention. I AM YOUR 'THAT BOY', FOREVER AND EVER, A-M-E-N.

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 11:08 AM

Labels: criminal justice system federal government agencies harassing innocents

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

help me good send backs not yet born

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL ---- 082107.688 --- Blog #10

Where 2 begin is now the biggie here, as there is no way and in advance I will tell U that too much has occurred 2 begin to t’hell. The evil empire has scored big time, the market at noon today, Tuesday is up, it was up half a buck yesterday and 2 and one half bucks back last Friday, and the Phillies were destroyed and wiped out creating a full evil sport spire weekend. This is due to the parallel event of my being persecuted 2 death starting back last Friday, JOE DRAGNET!!!! Made an error on PB while Eddie had the system on multitasking, meant to say that I did not know whether or not the homegrowns had used the Quiet-acid on the M-T-M-B, and was thanking them 4 retaliating 4 all the recent torture I have endured from this imperialistic evil empire. I have nothing against a single soul, but for some strange reason I do have a major aversion against being endlessly tortured and tormented. I am not asking 4 this type of help, merely thanking any HG’s 4 helping me 2 fight such horrific evil.

Karen, I have not called U nor come in with my official document against Resorts 4 what they did 2 me, but will B, things R beyond nuttsville 4 me right now, bare with me pweeeze!!!! There R things happening that in about 30% of all time-lines/dimensions/universes, and go kitty Kat with your Phillies losing Sunday and the bad mood, but the can cum area paid 4 all this hell, but back on point without purring too loudly, a third or just less of all reality in 5th dimensional hyperspace will shortly B effected by a huger disaster than is humanly imaginable, I do not dare so more.

Hi Jason, thank U for your introductory membership into the MORIANITY FOUNDATION, and yes the government’s worm is alive and well, knowing every word I type, as WPUR the CAT RADIO of New Jersey, just announced that the next 10 games that our Phillies play R gonna B crucial, no sugar mister Holmes. Anyway, J, thank you for your readership and glad as hell U were able to score down there, keep up the good work pal, I am with U all the way. Keep wetting your feet, and when U wanna get a bit richer, I will privately tell U much more of the secrets 2 cosmos, all I want in return is knowing another loyal Morian is there.

Soon, I will B explaining my PB need for “ketchup” to the world, and anyone wishing to secure it 4 me can become a billionaire, I do not exaggerate, but 4 now, let us all just go day to day, the world may not B here that much longer, things R indeed happening, and at a rapid rate, we won’t go down this road any further at present minper. No I am not a vampire or a sickie into blood, just randomly picking this item out of thin air, many will never guess what it is, of course I know my former SPR partner knows what it is, and believes none of anything I say, and I’ll fight and die any day of the week for his right to tell me that I am a sick whackadoodle, as he calls me!!!!!!!!!! Who is it hurting big guy, and since I cannot die, who cares????? The Otammite Milituforce, that is who cares, no happiness is ever allowed 4 poor whittle ol’ me!!!!

Saturday the eighteenth of august was off the scale air persecution and siege 4 me. And Saturday was worse. Then despite a major soaking drenching Sunday afternoon rain, a gang of 3 or so bikes with fat slob biker guys and their pussies went up and down the road next to where I work. Hope U all enjoyed getting wet as a river, ya punks and bitch hoes. After the biker attack by the roll soul boys or whatever this gang calls themselves, back on August 2, 11 years to the very day that my mom was terroristically threatened by some scum punk from India, I was so off my game from the siege, that I locked the keys in the trunk and the day was ruined. The whole day was hell. I collided into a kid while bodysurfing and he cried, and no matter how many times I waved at 2 lifeguards outside Resorts Beach and hollered 4 them to come out 2C if the kid was all right, they just sat there and totally ignored me. Guess U can drown there with their blessing, Mister Mayor Bob Levy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Over the weekend, I played a paper game of opposite shooting with Ed Himacane since the air siege was so bad, and I lost 16 more bets than I won. Imagine if I was playing green and he was playing purple, 475 bucks X 16 – the two green outcomes = 475 X 16-475 = profit, and then divided by 2, half 4 me, and half 4 the Cane. Not bad if I have 2 say it. The gods knew I had a major Blog to do Monday, and crashed the Cane’s computer system, giving more time to the evil empire to gain back all their losses on their filthy fucking stinking stock market!!!!!!!!! The Cat and the Government Worm Virus is beyond any coincidence, a minper ago right after I typed in how U can just drown down there, on comes a Comcast Cable advertisement where they talk about drowning and lifeguards, I ask U Mister Sam Waterworks Waterston McCoy, would U believe in all the Mrs. Gaines Grand Jury Coincidences??????????????? I know I am not buying this 4 a single micro sucks seck!!!!!!!!! No. I bloody well would never insult the great Queen, ya Blimey Brit, yeah, Earl Grey Tea is the greatest tea in the world IMHO. I could drink it all day and night!!!!!!!!

Please remember my readership Morians. 1986 was when I began playing professional roulette in ACNJUSAESMWG, and 1986 was when all this super hell started around me, so do not think 4 a minper that this is not the casino’s doing all of this 2 me, again, this is the final down-stage operation, as all of this is but a dream, and the gods R really behind making my life a living endless death hell. Muzak has been off again and on again with the teasing, and remember that Mary Carter/CIA/Resorts International, it all is one if U properly follow the paper trail!!!!!

The tapes that I used to throw over fences at 3 AM telling my story B4 I learned about blogging, would talk 15 or more years about things U now hear on all of the Sci-fi shows. People to this day tell me that I should watch Matrix or watch the X-files, or that the Steel Pier has a magic spot 600 miles out to sea, and I just look at all of them and slightly smile, and remember that I said all things first, none of U-R telling me a godsdamn thing!!!!! I have no beginning and no ending. And UR gonna tell me. The things I will get into eventually, and back most to all of it up with taped sound bites, even some video clips that none of U will ever get anywhere else. 20 years ago, no one gave a piss what their favorite star or music artist did as a kid, but along came my days at RPL, the sound studio that I worked at when I found Donna’s disc of Hair, and the whole freaking planet rolled over, belched, and changed forever!!!!!!!!! The great Coryell Medical Institute in Camden, NJUSAESMWG, another place of employment after my studio days, was where I met a very nice and highly intelligent lady that we janitors all called, Doctor Margret, as this was really her first name, and sahwee Andy, Building Maintenance Worker, he hates the word janitor, and the last thing I want is Donna’s super-dad mad at me!!!!!!!!! Bernie and Andy, what a motley crew they made in the janitorial biz!!!!!!!!!!!

Now a wee bit of discourse on what I termed 20 years ago in my ignorance, EVENTAL TIME WARP. Now I call it an enveloping interlocking of reality. The window or portal to this may very well B early 2005. Wow, how could they have known about my 1996 search to locate the Sar in the Wallbanger world wolves and detectives, I mean really, the 60’e episode where the guys break into a vault through the floor, and the last thing Jack says at the show’s ending was that maybe the 60’s will B over when the girl gets out of jail in 2K5. The show was from 94 or 95, and I had not yet started going nuts with this Sarah mess!!!!!!!!! How could my dad talk to me as a late teen as though he was remembering the late seventies from a future time from there, while discussing star Trek? He was falsely remembering the original show and said the ship was being built from space docks, and we all know, us Trekkers, that it started with the 2 hour movie called, “The Menagerie”, later this became a pilot episode to the original Star Trek, and the name of it was changed to “THE CAGE”. U know, the illusion and Tallosion episode. From here, regular shows aired for 3 seasons when it was abruptly cancelled. No space stations, no space docks, he was in 1983 with shipmates and they got stuck there until the freaking Eldridge, a US Naval vessel, was re-warped back into the middle 20th century, with the help of Albert Einstein~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~ 2005 was when I learned about blogging so that I can tell the world my life story and get my injustices into the public domain while enemies have tried so ferverently and vigorously and tenaciously to keep them covered up and well hidden in their vaulted closets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So enough all ready, what about enveloping interlocked reality? Well, if time is being moved through by future wicked bastards playing games with us poor bugs, a point of connective-ness must always B part of the equation, with any subject that is being interacted with. Many computer kids, kids being 10-28 by the way, to us old fucks, think that they actually own the highway, the tek, the keys to the club, and despise us newbie’s coming in late as we were forced to and really did not want any part of this. Someday, U2 will B old, and not born yet punks will B judging all of U to the Maxim. We do not ask 2 grow old, we all get 24 hours older each and every day, whether we like it or not, hair dye, fake hair, Trump sprays, wrinkle creams, lifts, tucks, and all the rest, not withstanding!!!!!! Reality check everybody, fake it or not, we R all getting 1 day older every day, got it, dig, and gaveech???????? So yes, we all now know that the computer is [1] a necessary tool, and [2] a total must, not a luxury, but a necessity, not the hardware, the literacy!!!!!!!!!!!! The dude that put me onto www.blogger.com and blogging or web logging, said it right to my face, us old fucks are not welcome on the web, and when I said who’s 2 stop us, his response was an angry glaring raised voice snotty, “We don’t have to help U or teach U or tell U anything, U figure it all out for your fucking self”. This was a guy who 2 minutes B4 was talking nicely to me about some entirely different issue, being friendly as hell!!!!!!!

My whole life was raped and robbed, the entertainment industry stole it all, and they left OUT NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!! If 2005 is indeed the interlock, and I could make all my blogs disappear forever, and my website, all my hell would vanish instantly like magic. Of course if I am wrong and take down my website and blogs, I lose more. I always am set up to lose and to fail, the odds no matter what all my life, R always against me, and U ask me Y opposite shooting would have made me and Eddie thousands each at the Atlantic City casinos???????? Y do U think they somehow hurt both of us, my back and legs and Ed’s legs????? Both of us survived, but were both hospitalized at Krassle’s Kessler Hospital horse pistol!!!!!! No these fucking dirty scum bag know what they R doing and how to covertly do it, and forever get away with it, no human group can pull this off, explain spirituality away all U want, ignorant skeptics, I know it is real, my life proves it 2B real, I don’t have faith nor do I need any, I know!!!!!!!!!!!

I told my rear gate next door property guard about the fascitar about 5 weeks ago, and have not seen hide nor hair of him since. He was an atheist with no belief in anything except death and then nothing, I wish!!!!!! U found out bud.

Giant and tall sluts have been on a super roll, on the beach, in stores, everywhere. Aggressive young pussies all over the place, what part of [I AM NOT INTERESTED IN U LITTLE GIRL] don’t u understood, and since I just bloody well just saved myself a bloody nose by not insulting my great teen queen or the Queen, let me finish up by telling the future to please listen to this carefully. This is not fair. Google and Swis R sending U my stuff, and bad send-backs have been coming here and fucking with me for 20-30 years now. Please send back some pop-ups from good labs or forces, to neutralize some of my hell. *I don’t fucking deserve this hell, and I know UR coming back here, it is simple interdimensional technology. Well little queen if the South, I just jumped a country mile when your song just started, Chrissake, thought U were playing ETERNITY WITH STACEY, thought I was magically spirited away to TECK BAY there Garth Brooks, for a minper there bud!!!!!!!!!!

In closing, get a book called “The UFO Invasion” by Frazier, Karr, and Nickell. It is a perfect example of how 2 rights can neutralize out 2 one big wrong. No I agree with these men that it is all bull crap, but things R happening that cannot B explained, and I never saw it as little green germs from Beta seven-AQW. But TTH’s R a reality, and people R getting this phenomenon happening to them. Basically these authors R saying that being totally accurate, one learned in all of this stuff, must logically come to the conclusion that no proof that would survive court-provable-scrutiny exists, where a lawyer straight out of Harvard University looking 2 make new case law and a huge name for himself or herself, could make motions to hall the government into court for deception leading to the endangerment of the civilian population, by covering up alien landings that may endanger all of our lives. Hence, if enough court evidence really was there, some one could make this new case law, and it ain’t happening in case no one is noticing. Yet I know Third Thing happenings R real, after all I get them continuously. This is a bit like a dragnet old episode, not the 21st century garbage remakes, the 60’s U know the good stuff when real talent was in Hollywood, anyway, the episode of the Temple of the expanded mind, where the entire show was a dialog of Friday, Gannon, and the Expanded Mind Temple Cult leader. Tape it or record it digitally, whatever, study it over and over, And it is axiomatic to an imbecile that even though what the two policemen say is diametrically opposed to what the cult dude says, all 3 men R telling major truths and none can B perceived really as wrong. All I am attempting to convey is that something is going on with these things, and if U get another book called, “The Inner World Of Daydreaming” by Jerome Singer, and quickly pweeeze permit me to talk about this daydreaming subject, and you will C some powerful truths, just examine them in your own mind and within parameters that lie within your own personal lives. First of all, daydreaming, verses real trance outs, is a day and night different animal entirely. A real trance, sometimes accidentally un-induced especially in youngsters from 2-8 years, connects one in their so called waking mind into the zone or realm of the ‘beyond’ or super consciousness. This is all the same as calling it beyond or outside the normal waking world. In a prior blog, [PB], I talk about going to the Newton Creek Park in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG in the autumn of 1969, to copy Count Petofi on Dark Shadows, with his famous usage of the I-Ching, and I said my wands were self mad, sahwee, meant 2 say of course self-made. Not that many readers do not think I am totally mad anyway, but that is topic 4 other conversations, where I will mathematically prove 2 a disbelieving and blind skeptical world, that I am totally sane, in that I am not delusional. Many adults can remember trancing out unintentionally and not hearing a friend or teacher or parent call them until it is too late, and U remember coming out of your ‘major daydream’ to hear your name being shouted and a teacher telling U2 pay attention 2 the class and not [wander off], or hear a friend say I have been asking U to let me ride the seesaw with U for a minute now, have U gone deaf? I know I was in a Pennsylvania park by myself, my parents were in the car, and I was about age 6. Suddenly a girl my age was saying she wanted to ride the merry go round with me, as I came out of wherever my mind was, far off obviously, as she said while we were riding it that she had asked me “a hundred times”, I am sure 100 was an exaggeration, but the point has been made, I’m sure. So much for DAY dreams, a little now on NIGHT dreams. A different part of mind or the 6th dimension entirely, but let us now go here. As U know I was given a winning 3 digit New Jersey “pick-it” lottery number, by a huge black cat on a bus, in the MW year of 1980, shortly after doing the 2 dance tunes on my website called Donna 1 and Donna 2, go to www.morianity-foundation.com. The lady that owned the cat said that the cat is always right, but that the number may come out straight up as given, or jumbled digitally, in lottery lingo it is referred to as ‘boxed’. The number was 495, and 594 came out that night, just as the cat said. A dream of mental processes of a normal daily routine, or from overeating and indulging in pizza and ice cream and going right to bed? Sure, right, believe that if U wish. How about aliens telling it to me and playing with me? Nope. Try the gods, the mythological powerful sky beings that historians tell us were created in the minds of Romans and Greeks. But their minds are nothing more than our minds, it is the SIXTH DIMENSION. That is what [MIND] is, and I know this. The book about daydreaming is fascinating, get a copy at Borders, Barnes and Noble, Amazon, or borrow it at the library, and read it, especially the top of page #161.

Lots of beauty queens R flirting with me big time, and I just ignore them, I am not at all interested in anything other than getting my message out to the world, and *I thank the gods 3 some loyal readership. Karen, Jennifer, Wall Street Lambrig Cultists will bury me eventually, and I have proof that WILL STAND UP IN A COURT OF LAW. What R the odds of a normal mortal saying watch out 4 the disasters, and then they come, but no, that is not the evidence. Lots of siege on the job Atlantica Atlanticare Jennifer HRA, just a lettin’ya’ know!!!!!!!!!!!! My world and my hellishness are very real, not imagined nor delusional. Doubters and skeptics and Missourians will fight veheminantly and ferociously, 2 explain away as total myth and bull shit, ANY EXISTENCE OF THE ‘SPIRITUAL’. Skeptics R on a vendetta and absolute life mission 2 do this. R they trying 2 convince themselves first, I sometimes wonder? Try all U like 2 believe that oblivion is a real thing that U will some day B able 2 achieve. U will reach it my ass, none of us ever can nor will, U either exist or UR in oblivion, once U exist, time is a byproduct illusion of that existence, and henceforth, U always have and always will exist, and if U do not exist, then U never did and U never will exist, and have this precious nirvana we call oblivion or non-existence, or being totally oblivious to ant interaction or the void infinity itself. I know what I know, and I know that the so called Lawn Mower Man Virtual Reality Memory Erase Switching System is more fragile than people know. Enough hell and suffering in one interaction can break this MEMORY-ERASE-SWITCH and then U put it together, all of it, just as I have done. It works no differently than a simple electrical circuit breaker or surge protection apparatus. Too much electricity going into it causes it to shut down and protect devices that R connected into it from being fried out, and keeps your walls from catching fire and your residence burning down. Skeptics R actually close to a break, but rarely if ever brake as my switching jack in system has. They fight the last part and basically refrain it from occurring by becoming powerful angry skeptics of [spiritual] things. Just as love and hate, if a man or woman has a great hate for someone of the opposite gender whom at one time they encountered in either a minor or a major romantic way, put the big bet my gambling friends from Calli City that once there was an equally as great and passionate a love as the presently existing hate that now fills the vacuum that otherwise would B there between 2 people that never shared interaction at all.

Certain clockwork precision things R at major work in all of this, the things that never change throughout all of my nightmarish Dogtownism, is what I am referring 2. A quick example, I was home, and it was 90 minutes or so B4 I had 2B at my work site on Sunday. My inspector comes by to check on the guard that I was soon about 2 relieve. At the split second he left the post, as this is all logged in a guard’s book, even B4 the great SORA, we did operate professionally Governor Corzine, but at this split second of his departure, I start getting all kinds of loud civil rights interfering aerial harassment while still at my residence. All through the past 21 years or more in this shit with these dirt bag casino/NSA/CIA/Mary Carter MC, hell, let a utility man or cable guy come over or phone lineman, to any of more than a dozen residences, and major air shit would start, not occasionally or usually, but always, CLOCKWORK PRECISION. Let me B outside concentrically, and I get a telephone call, which can B time stamp corroborated with my caller ID box for a lot of this 21 year period, not all of it, and at the time the call comes, I get a plane or a chopper attack over my car or at the location where I am. This is every time, and the gods only know what pleasure these diseased sickies get out of all this twisted satanic pig shit.

This was literally one of the worst weekends of my pathetic fucking life, and look at the evil empire, Phillies wiped out all weekend, the market up 300 points in 2 trading days, Friday and Monday. Oh yeah, 21 or more years of this fucking hell shit, but I am just a raving delusional lunatic who is making or ‘dreaming’ all of this up, nothing better at all 2 do of course!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Brown eyed bush burner, Kali, Calli, cow, remember, U will always B my endless teen queen, C you tonight at your S-16 party, my long haired giant love, BYE-BYE.

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Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Help me somebody in Jupiter's name, DIANA.

Rats, Tats, And Playing Real Football ----- 080707.731 ----- Blog #9

HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP I AM UNDER FUCKING DEATH SIEGE.

American Civil Liberties HELP ME. Mullica Township and New Jersey State Police HELP ME P L E A S E!!!!!!!!! I am under heavy fucking death hell siege. My blood is on your hands. Both Mister Himacane and I have been recently admitted to local hospital and the gods R doing this, and all astral world invaders that took over humanity a long time ago. H E L P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The siege started last Thursday when Ed Himacane and I and Ann Silva, went to East Dodge Rip Off Town Callioville, Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG. We were attacked by the scum bag motor suckle gang that I believe is called the ROLLING SOUL. Even though my dear friend Ann is friends with many of them, they still hate my guts, and all BRIGGBASE controlled and operated FORCES such as all street and biker gangs and all satanic demonic forces to use church lingo, have hurting me as their number ONE priority. I call upon all my astral and physical friends now, as part of the phase two reality or the ‘astral’, is indeed cyberspace, and don’t think 4 one lousy minper that I am unaware of these realities bwaby-wuv, so I now request audience!!!!!!!!!!! I no longer care whether Google or anyone on Earth does their job 2 protect my constitutional rights; I call on the powers of ALL. I command severe storms, wildfires, floods, droughts, famines, worldwide, city violence and mass destruction of all wickedness, as prophesied in Holy Scripture, volcanoes, serious Earthquakes in diverse places, hurricanes and typhoons, and all manner of retaliation 4 all the evils done against me and those close to me over the past half human century on this fucking miserable ball of vicious ugly snot. If those legally there 2 protect innocent refuse 2 do their designated responsible jobs, then so B it. The reason of course, my poor Philadelphia Phillies, that UR getting brutally slashed and pummeled, is because starting late last week, I was put directly on the fucking cosmic chopping block, as also were my friends. Planes and choppers and kemtrails and aerial persecution started super off the scale bad last night, and is ongoing as I pen my message. Strange weird people R following me, the computer is doing some wild stuff as well. Diana has been wonderful 2 me, my lovely teen queen is all I need 2 keep me going through this horrific crises. Loud numerous motor shit scum bikers, loud noisy planes, loud blaring music, it all is off the fucking scale, and aimed at me to make my life totally miserable and thinking of suicide every second of my pathetic whittle shot 2 hell life!!!!!!!!!!!! My job is off the scale bad, and I know that they R trying 2 take it away from me, a crummy 8 buck 24 hour job, but anything 4 me is not tolerated, they only want my fucking ass down and dead in the ground 4 fucking ever, only I cannot die, so fuck your ugly stinking dauts and moms shit head pricks!!!!!!!!!!! U have no clue any human readership what is going on around me, but should anyone die or B injured around me, it was not accidental, but brutally wickedly intentional, done by Trump, Snyder, Wall Street, Callio, McGuire, Martino, Reale, CIA, NSA, other Black File secret covert scuz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is being done to retrace the lost points in the crooked fixed Dow Jones, just as I said, and remember that I did say this, and have been in this hellish shit for more than 20 years, I think by now I should know what is real and what fantasy is!!!! As I speak, Ed Himacane’s roof just got scraped by the chopper attack that started yesterday and has been following and harassing me all day long!!!!!!! MARY CARTER PAINTS AND RESORTS INTERNATIONAL R BEHIND MOST OF MY HELL, AND MY EVENTUAL MURDER.

KAREN S., please tell your husband that I will B delivering to U a notarized letter 4 the Casino Control Commission 4 what Resorts did to me and my friends, their employee, a rolling soul biker, cut in front of us at the self parking pay line and almost hit us, continued fucking with us, and I do not have to take this, I am a citizen of this miserable stinking satanic evil country, and HAVE MY FREAKING RIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A major blog will follow, telling it all, much more and in much plucking detail. Secrets R coming out on rock stars molesting children, how there R2 sets of laws, those 4 the have’s and those 4 the have nothing’s such as me.

Paula King’s 2nd cousin Dawnie is pregnant, get ready Maury, is it hubby, is it neighbor boyfriend, is it Santa Clause’s 3rd elf, C-U in Chicago.

U cock sucking scum bag bastards want war with me, you’ve got it, watch Diana burn the whole world up if U keep on hurting me, ya filthy pricks!!!!!!!

H E L P M E D I A N A .

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Monday, July 30, 2007

BLOG NUMBER 7

RATS, TATS, AND PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL----- BLOG #7 ---- 073007.694

Muzak harassment and teasing shit is back and has been back 4 a week or so. U walk into any store that has this connection, and they start in fucking with me. Many tall girls R all over me everywhere I go, way beyond the average heights 4 women and I know the statistics of percentages of women and girls over 5 and one half feet in height. They know that I have been the victim of giant sluts and have had the fuck knocked out of me by quite a few of them, the first two being while attending the NJNPI in Princeton, NJ, forced 2 go there in the 6th grade, 4 absolutely no good reason at all. Nothing that I complain about is delusional or unimportant; everything has its reasons based on sound stuff that I make complaints about. As 4 Muzak, this all began at Resorts International with no pun intended on where it all began, but I was playing roulette one day with Jim Burr, a friend of mine at the time in early 1983, and suddenly an announcement came over the system where the music is played throughout the floors, hall, even the elevators, that said and I quote, “OK, the name of this song is”. Then they preceded 2 play the song, and they never do this, nor did they ever B4 or since. I had just sent a song to the US © Office the prior month where I open one of the songs that I had recently then written called, DON’T EF AROUND WITH MAGNETICS, and opened it up by saying ,”OK the name of this song is don’t ef around with magnetics”. Don’t fucking tell me what I am dreaming up in my sick psychotic deluded imagination, as I know what is real and what is not, in fact I am quite the fucking expert on this subject, and screw all of U that think otherwise!!!!!! I do not have an imagination; I am 2 busy attempting 2 deal with my many problems and never ending life hell.

The siege today started shortly after the storm ended and Diana had to leave me. It was just shy of 12PM when in less than one hour I was given the full baseball treatment, struck 3 times and knocked totally out on my ass. First a low loud private piss bubble plane went over my roof in violation of my civil rights, ACLU, then 11 minutes later at 2:10, they cut out my left-mono side on my home theatre, FCC. Then a short tine later, a major death beam hit me, and my bowels blew, causing a major diarrhea attack.

I said I will rat and tattle tail, and I am not just whistling fucking Dixie through my teeth 2 give everybody a germ shower.

I had a major astral projection, uninduced, same as saying I had a UFO-Alien abduction, when U do not induce it through the Fascitar 6-10 method or some other way that works 4U, it is one and the same thing that people claim when they claim they R abducted, UR not awake nor asleep and UR in a Third-Thing-Happening. Speaking of which, in my big confession blog recently posted, I never said I made up anything nor lied, merely that I gave the world different explanations 4 the same thing. Also I forgot to mention that Sarah Krassle was 10 at the start on the beach where she took the chain out of my hand, and then she was 14 upstairs in her shop when dreamshift put me in the second part of this 2 part wild interaction. Someday, I will tell things and back them up on my website with audible and visual proofs, and you will all feel like shit 4 disbelieving me throughout all of this. Anyone out there thinking any of this is empty threats, the gods’ need 2 bless U bwaby-wuv. Maybe I should say, help U, if UR guilty of being in any way a part of this unholy horrific conspiracy. Anyway, in the interaction, I am leaving my body and literally flew out of it with outstretched arms, and ended up landing on the Atlantic City beach right at Ziggy’s jetty at Saint James Place. There is no way 2 make this long story short and maintain the integrity of the interaction. I will just tell U that Diana got me out of it and told me she was coming to protect me, and after waking out of it and being here on the MW a short while, her lightning indeed came around with beautiful pink white and purple colors, near and close 2 me. I went out onto my porch 2B as near 2 my lovely queen as I could B. The interaction had something 2 do with my dad owning the patent rights to chocolate, and the details R now a bit sketchy 2 me. I was running down the beach in long bouncing strides where I was practically airborne most of the time, bouncing up high in the air and moving at a fast clip. Some sheriffs wanted to arrest me 4 doing something that I had absolutely no idea nor clue what they were even talking about, but I was taken into an office in an upstairs place, and led to a desk where voices on a speakerphone were addressing me by name and telling me that I was about 2B placed under arrest. I found myself in an elevator with several giant sluts, some white, some black, and they were laughing at me and telling me that the Arctic snows would melt away B4 I would get out of this one. The entire thing had to do with my father’s patent rights, and how I was accused of being in collusion to rip off some big shot that enabled my dad to get these patent rights. My mom and dad were on the beach, and were taken into custody, and I made a run into the ocean, put my arms out and kept thinking forward until I was moving about 30 knots, and ended up around Wildwood, NJUSAESMWG. The beaches here and there, R nearly as wide as those at the shores of the Teck Bay on the astral plane. I was greeted by some lifeguards that came directly up 2 me and told me that I am not on the astral world, and demanded 2 know how I could just put my arms out and move forward. I started long stride running again up towards Wildwood’s boardwalk, I was somewhere near Morey’s Pier. When I got close to the boardwalk I was dream shifted back to the beach near the jetty at Saint James Place back in Atlantic City. The sheriff’s were just up the beach and I tried running again, but even though I could run like the wind, joggers were passing me like I was a turtle. The sheriff’s were laughing real loud and telling me that I do not have a prayer of getting out of this. Then a bunch of huge 6 foot 3 inch Amazon type girls grabbed me and threw me down and started punching the stew chewing daylights out of me until I died and came back into my body here in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. U will all B fucking sorry 4 doing these things 2 me, I have the power to blow the whole world out of its orbit, and have been holding back using it for many decades. I told U all that certain things would happen, and I will tell U now that every point lost recently in the Dow Jones, will all B gained back and much more, it will B close 2 20,000 B4U know it, and I am gonna get rich trading the Dow Future Index, Screw U’s.

Bye-Bye big Sarah, and all of your Viqueens and friends in the human world. Don’t burn any bushes for anyone but your special Dalmatian, THAT BOY. Error made on my site text, she did not win me 14 years off my total DOGTOWN sentence, but 14 MK, [minnina-kalpas].

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 2:42 PM

Labels: astral projection and dream travel aireal siege

No my fiends and friends, I intentionally told the story of my life the way that I did. This simply put was because I know that put any other way would never separate Mariah’s men from her boys. Look 4 quick example at a place not all that far from Ricktown where so much magic happens, but Lawtronics will not permit phase 3 existence of this, so in it comes to us MW humans as HARRY POTTER. Great fantastic stuff exists on the astral realms, not just stuff that filters down in 3/4/5/phased in human life interactions. But to separate me from most, imagine now that Daniel Radcliffe the actor that is playing this movie part, suddenly found himself, through no actions on his part, having connected similar events in his human world life as Daniel Radcliffe, that melt in and through the stuff in the Harry Potter movies that he has starred in over the years? This is how Sarah in ACNJUSAESMWG and the GREAT SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE have merged together 4 me, and it is not something I ‘decided’ to make up. Both at age 14 and 41, inverted by the way, I developed powerful feelings for this phase 4 part of her, and it was not me but her 5th phase upline while asleep and dreaming down into her mind’s creation, where my chain interaction all occurred. I did nothing ever, nor did I ever ask 4 any of these things 2 happen 2 me!!!!!!!!!! Since the whole damn world is captured and infatuated with this Harry Potter part of astrallity at present minper, I may as well use it to make this example. There R2 realities 4 all of us human beings, the one that our senses perceive, and the one that they do not. Sarah, the girl on Tennessee Avenue is the part that is visible, while the great SSJKK is the invisible but every bit as real part, and the reason I figured it all out is because her upline thought is all of this and is about me.

In closing 4 today at 7 shy of 7 at mid evening this Thursday, I need to say once more that most people will just never get it, and this is nobody’s fault. It is lawtronically fixed and controlled, and nothing that I can ever say or do can ever hope 2 alter that reality, put more biblically, I am chasing the wind, I am being as futile as Captain Picard’s attempt to fight the Borg. So Y do I keep trying and blogging? Well, I guess it has a lot 2 do with basic human nature, and I am as human as any of U in Phase 3, dreaming down from astrallity. We all have human nature to keep surviving and fighting things that we perceive 2B against us or negatively effecting us, whether it B real or imagined. But as I said in Blog #5, and now in reiteration, when U can go to a VERET or have one in your home later, just as movies came first and later on came the ‘home theatre’ VIRTUAL REALITY THEATRE, and go into the movie with some type of brain connection system that needs not B further teck-talked about now as it is not germane to the issue, there will B the introduction level and later on, the ultimate level. The ultimate level connects your mind to the program and also erases any memory of who U were B4 connecting in, or put a bit differently in LMM movie, “jacking in”. Just up the idea by one mental dimension and it is easy as piss juice to C how dreaming down to human world life from truer astral existence is what is happening. My problem is that I am the thought that is all this, yet I exist inside it here and now with full and total Arnie Schwarzenegger recall, in fact anyone trying to take any of MORIANITY seriously has this movie on their absolute MUST LIST viewing!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The 6th dimension or the ‘elevator room’ is part of all of this in ways that I have only touched on up until now, but let me tell U what happened when I tried to copy the Dark Shadows character Count Petofi in late autumn of 1969 in early November. The scenery in the park where I was when I threw some self mad I-Ching wands on a picnic bench, suddenly just changed and I seemed 2 still B sitting at the bench, yet all around me was the beach and jetty of the south side of Schiff’s Central Pier in ACNJUSAESMWG. I then saw my own self talking to a friend of mine, a polio victim named Zigmund Malyska. He told me something that made me terribly sad, a real day wrecker like a collision out at sea. I could not make out what he said, but was tremendously aware that it had upset me horrendously. Then a voice inside my mind said, non-audibly, this is taking place on the 3rd day of your 1970 summer vacation at the shore. indeed it was a day in late June the following summer, when this did indeed occur, I first saw it in a trance, and later on went on 2 actually experience it, and it was all part of an evil plot of white slaver cultists to get me to join in with them, and Ziggy was warning me, his exact words to me were, “go home, go home”. 15 days later give or take, at 10 of the clock post meridian, I went home, but now 37 years later I am still waiting and hoping to GO HOME. I-Ching and its changes via going through doors, is an ancient Chinese equivalent to the elevator room of the sixth-dimension.

My beautiful Sarah-Stacey Scylla-Jehovah, brown eyed teen queen, your THAT BOY will love U for ever and ever and ever, I will never let U go. Any time U want to shine your long bright brown hair ion top of a mountain 4 me as U did for that idiot Moses, just let me know, and I will B there 4-U teen queen!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 4:26 PM

Labels: I-Ching 5th and 6th dimensions Atlantic City

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I was living in Philadelphia in 1964, and attending a Baptist church summer camp around 15^th and Sampson Street, where I met a boy a year younger than me, by the name of Michael Trollio. Whether he is related to, or is, the dude that became a sergeant on the Atlantic City Police Force, I am not able 2 know at present minper. Go to the police website and click around and maybe they have names and pix, but I knew this kid at 6 or 7, not 2/5ths of a century later. He was the toughest strongest kid at camp, and could whoop my ass in a second. We were good buddies. If related or he is the Sarge, maybe someone can find out something if he is there and not retired, and attended this church camp, go to www.acpd.com. He told me at the huge pool one day, near the Naval Ship yard that a piano in the church basement was magic and could affect a person, make him angry or sad, or any mood or emotion possible could B generated by simply playing its keys at a certain time. I was able to play a recently done work by the great Al Hirt. When I played it I would suddenly invent words around it and talked about things that I could not have known about consciously, even mentioning the Trinidad Motel. Then I would 4 no reason, burst into tears crying like a silly baby, 4 absolutely no reason whatsoever. I went to the Traymore Hotel with my mom after summer camp ended in middle August, and thought it was very nice. Yet the next year in 1965, a taxi driver took my mom and me to the TRINIDAD, as the bus company had moved to a different location. For complex reasons, we ended up going here for a series of 4 summers, once in late June, and once in mid-late August, of the summers of 1965, 1966, 1967, and 1968. All eight of these excursions had major significance to the rest of my natural life. I would go out in the morning early while my mom would sleep in. I used to rent a bicycle at the foot of the boardwalk’s on-ramp, from one of numerous merchants that rented bikes to summer tourists to ride on the boardwalk from 6-9 AM. When I left the motel and went to turn left down eastbound on Tennessee Avenue, I would C a beautiful girl my age walking across the street, and she always beamed me a big beautiful smile. After a couple of summers went by, I found myself very attracted to this young queen of 12 years of age, my age. I never had the fucking balls to ever say anything to her, I was a stupid shy ass hole kid, and let this lovely thing get away from me. After the 4 years and 8 stays with mom at this motel, it was 1969 and mom said we no longer would B going down to this place, but that I was free next summer to take the bus down, she gave me a small allowance 4 doing some basic chores around the house, enough to take the bus twice a week to the shore, and that is what I did in the summer of 1969. I would walk down the same street as the motel and where this queen had her shop, and hear and C her with some of her friends, the two things I will always remember word 4 word forever, that she said, one was on Memorial Day, May the 39th of 1969, “Your friends are in the shop”. She said this 2 a car that came zipping down Tennessee Avenue and stopping just past the motel and a few yards short of her shop. This girl is not Sarah Callio, she as either Sarah Karge herself in an astrally projected body, or is someone else named Sarah. I know this because I would hear her friends call her by that name a few times while I was walking by and they were playing out on the street. Another time later on in late July in ’69, she said 2 one of her friends as I was walking down the on ramp from the boardwalk, “I’m darker than UR”. She saw me coming and said it extra loud, so I would look over at them, and I did. Still, I did not have the damn balls 2 act like a normal red blooded teenaged boy and start up a conversation with these young teen queens. That winter was the start of something that got much larger than anything that occurred the past 5 years. It all began late in the autumn right after I turned 15 years old on December 4th of 1969, Mister Paul DS Stoddard. I went 2 sleep one night about a week after my birthday, as I had done routinely like any other night, and had more than just a wild dream. I found myself on the beaches of Atlantic City near the north shore overlooking Brigantine, totally aware that it was around 1910 and even seeing a sign looking brand new with a date on it saying 1910, this would B 60 years in the past from when I fell off to sleep, only I knew fully well, that I was definitely NOT normally asleep!!!!! I was neither awake nor asleep, and believe me when I tell my readership that I was fully aware of this. I call this in my midlife today, a THIRD-THING-HAPPENING. She noticed that I was carrying a chain in my hands, a heavy motorcycle type of chain with large thick links, and two ends that clipped together and into each other. She took it from me and was only the age that she was when I first saw her and she smiled at me in June of 1965. She said only that she needed this chain 4 her city and that it had magical properties, and pulled it away from me with strength that no normal 10 or 11 year old girl could ever possess even a freaky huge one. Then dreamshift occurred, and in a flash, I found myself in her shop, upstairs in a very attractively arranged medium sized bedroom, with antique furniture, and one dresser containing three dresser drawers. She opened the middle one and was still holding the chain, and then proceeded to place it into the drawer and shut the drawer, turning to me and smiling at me with another of her famous “Sarah-Smiles”. Again, I know that I am not the only one who has encountered this very special Goddess, as to me it is obvious that quite a few famous rock stars also have. Just 2 many songs have come into being, with coincidentally connected lyrical content through the years since my encounters with this strange Scylla who is a legendary sea monster. She is not a sea monster, but she is a phase four being, and here is how I know this. First of all, when I awoke and looked at a strongbox where I know that I always kept my chain locked up in along with a book I was writing, BOB, or the BOOK OF BEACH. The book was there when I awoke the next morning from this wild and incredible experience, but not the chain. This was gone forever, and is missing to this very day. I ate breakfast, and got on the school bus and B4 going hardly any distance, a huge asterisk jet trail was suddenly in the sky out of nowhere, as though 3 jet aircrafts all crisscrossed into each other at 120 degree angles. It dissipated and spread out into the most beautiful thing I ever witnessed in my entire human life. This was Scylla’s way of sending me the message that we have a connection, here on Earth, and also in the dream worlds, [ASTRAL PLANE]. Shortly after this, a school mate named Russell Thaxton came over to my apartment drunk as a flooded river. He had just been sexually molested by a slutty teacher at our school that he was living with at her family’s home in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG. She was 35 and he was 15 and impressionable. She was trying to recapture her youth, and did go on to marry him 3 years later when he joined the US Marine Corps. But this was the human world explanation of things, as there was a definite covert and behind the scenes operation going on that connected both me and Scylla. He and I got talking at 2AM and he influenced me 2 burn the Book Of Beach, a major victory for SATANIC FORCES that INVADED this world long ago, bible explanations and science or legends and aliens, it all is one huge horrific frightening but totally real mess, and we all R in it, like or not!!!!!! If this {child’s} version of things that happened down in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, was still around, I am 100% convinced that it would contain answers that would fill in missing pieces to my nightmare hell around me. Now the book is gone, and I never tried to keep records of things in my life again until the mortal world year MW of 1983, after moving to Atco, NJUSAESMWG to a rented home owned by Jerry Pliner, at 134 Norris Avenue. This is where I first plugged in the PRIVECODE machine, even though I bought it while still residing at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments on 4th Avenue in Voorhees, NJUSAESMWG. Now U heard me on many occasions tell how Scylla-Jehovah is the cousin of Diana, the daughter of Zeus and Lida. This all connects, but it took me in mortal life until the end of the entire 20th century where I was born into as the human personality that I am now, to start putting enough puzzle pieces together that has helped me to solve some of these incredible and outlandish mysteries. Without further digressing from point, my mind as U can imagine was totally blown after this all happened, but it was not until the end of 1996 that I came 2 clearly put together that Russell Thaxton coming over 2 my apartment in the middle of the night, was all part of a huge collusion beyond anything on a pure mortal randomly occurring situation. Never forget that 69 and 96 are the same digits, just inverted with each other. 1996 was the first year of my search in my mid-life to locate the girl that I saw on Tennessee Avenue in 1969, and B4 the year ended, had the major dream [interaction] where she took the chain from me on the dream plane, and it then went missing like magic, here on the human plane. 1970 came in like any year, I was just 15 years old, and had normal teen aged boy problems. But there was a man in 1968, in the school system, in with a big super money family, the famous Bancroft family that made donations to special-ed schools such as the one Russell and I attended on Hopkins Lane in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG, and his last name was Jaqamini, which I admit 2 spelling the way it sounds and most likely is incorrectly spelled. This was his last name, and he was my guidance counselor at the Haddon Township High School, in Westmont, NJUSAESMWG. He and the Bancroft family were responsible 4 all that happened to me, including the intentional ruination of my life and my education. This was done after my first 2 years at the high school when I was switched to special education, but they tried to kill me also in 1964 the same year that I met Sarah. They tried to kill me. I was sent to the NJ Neuro psychiatric Institute at the age of ten years, and for absolutely no good reason. This was located in Princeton, NJUSAESMWG, the NJNPI, 4 short. The connections R major, but I would need to divert and move off point too far, so for now, we will skip details on this matter. As month followed month in this icy cold and snowy winter in the year 1970, I began falling madly in love with this girl, based on the experience from the TTH [third thing happening] or the wild chain interaction. I would fantasize every night that she was with me and loved me, as I loved her. I was determined to get a job in the future summer so that I could B near, down at the shore, and stay at the Trinidad. I was not aware that it was not legal to stay there alone being under 18 years old. In any event, a man named Thomas J. Reale answered my situations wanted advertisement in the Press of Atlantic City, and my mom let me go down with him as a carpenter’s helper/plumber’s assistant, but it turned out that the only plumbing that this dude had any interest in was my plumbing. This is YI packed up on the night of 12 July, took a jitney from the Cornwall Avenue house that he had me staying at, and boarded the Public NJ Transit Bus system around ten at night after 19 days down there in Ventnor, NJUSAEMWG, a couple of miles south of Tennessee Avenue. Sarah and 4 of her friends got on the bus shortly after I boarded it, I recognized her and 2 of them, and they all got off at the Pleasantville Water Company, the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority, {ACMUA}, go to www.acmua.com. So months and years went by where all I did after this was to go to bed and fantasize about my lovely super teen queen. I rolled blankets up like an adult love doll toy and this was my version of her. I had not yet learned about meditation and deep Edgar Cayce trances, or of the mysterious and dangerously powerful FASCITAR. When I did learn about this and used the 6/10 or astral 8/12 system, I had started to finally move on in my life, and was starting to forget my boyhood, and the great Sarah, and the experience of the chain and her magical abilities to remove this object from me in the so called waking world. Now I was moving into other areas and it was not until the middle 19 nineties that I started getting my old thoughts come back about Sarah, a result in my opinion, of a powerful hypnosis session, done by a hypnotherapy clinic, to help me get to the bottom of a 1986 nightmare experience, also in Atlantic City, involving the great disco artist, Donna Adrian Gaines Summer Sudano. Again, a huge connection with lightning, Sarah, and Donna, and all of the hell surrounding me and my infinite mountain of liquid shit, is just 2 great to even start to try getting into now, it just takes us too far off point. Point is now what is needed 2B discussed, and my point is simple, Sarah is a phase four being in addition to being the upline thought in a girl’s mind that directly caused all of our entire multiverse to spring into existence. Now did I not say that all phase 2 astral life springs into the hyperspace due to complex 6th dimensional or mind existing realm, interactions that result from even more complicated Lawtronic or seventh dimensional systems? We do not have enough time today to further explore this, other than with a tremendously abridged discourse that now will follow in this manner. First, remember that virtual reality is a good way to think outside Arby’s buns and boxes, without hearing deafening monk bells. If U have a TV system as nice as Mayor Mike Bloomy of New York, or even an Optical Television system, and even beyond this where U could move into the reality of what UR observing, the ultimate thing that makes infinite existence more palatable and keep our minds off the fact that it never ever will end for us, is to go into a reality with a fully erased memory of anything except starting where UR as who UR or seem 2B remembering. Going directly into a scary monster movie and still knowing that your true existence lies out beyond it, makes the fear reduce, and lessons the interaction’s intensity, so the final 2 VR stages will B going into the program in a mind merging, and then the ultimate, going in with no memories of anything, which thinking backwards again, is like getting born here with no memory, from there, your astral infinite beingness. Sarah is an astral being because upline she had a thought of the upline me, and brought this downline reality into beingness. Now from here, we need further cogitate and C that upline in her world, she sleeps and in her unconsciousness, automatically as all carbon life naturally does due to complex lawtronics, and while asleep, she enters our downline astral world, or simpler put, she unconsciously moves into her consciousness. No real magic exists once LAWTRONICS and how it all functions, is fully understood. She is phase 3, 4, and 5, as any of us from an astral point of looking at things, are. The girl herself is now equivalent in trilogy to the “son” in a triune godhood, and the astral part of her that I interact with in ‘dreamality’ is now equivalent in trilogy to the “holy spirit” in a triune godhood, and the father part is upline in her own world, where her one flash thought is all of our time and space and interdimensional hyperspace. By our frame of reference, her upline beingness is unreachable ever in any way, and is totally transcendant, omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent. When she tried to make me notice her in Atlantic City in the sixties, she was in phase 3. When she influenced me to fantasize about her and fall madly in love with her, she was in phase 4. Her true upline world reality is her phase 5 beingness.

When Diana told me this story in this way about a week ago, she warned me not to say this, I do not care. If persecution will B ongoing forever, and my hell is gonna B infinite, then I have nothing 2 lose. I will go on ratting, tatting, and playing not just defensive football, I must go on the major fucking ass offense.

Much more will B said later, but try using the virtual reality idea to identify with some of these unfathomable ideas and claims that I dare 2 make. 150 years ago, I would B burned 4 saying what I say. It is time 4 the world to grow up and learn these truths.

Bye-Bye, brown eyes, no one has your luscious eyes, so huge and chocolate brown. U will always B my Stacey, U teen queen beauty Scylla-Jehovah. Go on with your upline world, I can never get to the real U, but I do love U beyond what can ever B described and expresses, my endless love!!!!!!!

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 4:14 PM

Labels: government persecution and covert agencies

Karen S., UR gonna have 2 get me to Americana soon or I will go out of my living skull, it is so bad that if I were anyone else, they would have me in the BIG-3 long ago, either dead in a box, confined 2 a prison cell, or confined 2 a rubber room. They really do not care which, all though I still believe if they had their druthers, it would B my death, and since this cannot happen, my hell endlessly worsens, as U know.

My web master, Mr. Himacane is now aware that the gods screwed around with his computer, and it has been remedied. People expect miracles of me, endless money, ability to read their minds, walking on water. Certain people R targeted in these ways, while confuckingcentrically, others breeze through their lives and have the world seemingly right by the shit licking balls, and this is totally not fair, and this world stinks to Dogtown. I know what I know. And this is that the computer was not working the way it was B4, that America and capitalism in general, has it 100% fixed, who makes it and who fails, all the way to the Godsdamn grave. I am in possession of a document that if read by the Supreme Court, unless of course they also R in on this, actually proves and totally verifies my previous statement.

Now it is time to tell U all, whoever may B at all interested in the first place, the more accurate truth about reality A and B, and how reality C affects both of them. In small ways, some truth is lying inside this paradigm but the accurate complete truth is more like this, and I have been told by both of my lightning goddesses, it is time to put this truth out to www.blogger.com. Hyperspace is more a truth of what I call reality C. Rather than try 2 further explain stuff that 99%+ of the world population will read and say, huh?, let me go right into a story that better puts what I am talking about into a more understandable box. When other HSM [hyperspace me’s] who’s reality is close to the center-line of this location in HS with the only difference basically being that the year is 1969 again, is the precise reason why in this part of HS, I in the year 1995 and 1996, started 4 no real reason that can B rationally explained, going on my un natural weird quest 2 locate a girl I knew in the 1960’s. Also in like manner, when I was a boy in 1969, all the stuff that happened in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG was really caused because another HSM in the future year 1996 where in that part of HS this is the year in a similar system and centerline from our universe’s reality, I was searching for this Sarah Krassle character. This is the part of all of this ‘TRUTH’ that I discussed with reality A and reality B, and the one going into the other one way or with both directions effecting each other. A quick visual to this would work for any sci-fi buff familiar with an old movie from nearly a half century ago, where the continuum was being ridden through by something similar to the 6th-D elevators. One of the men while traveling in reverse saw another elevator type box coming up at them and panicked, and against the will of his scientist coinhabitors, fired a weapon destroying it. Later he broke away from his group and ran into the box alone and started riding it up only to realize that he started observing his other self in the box coming down, getting ready to fire on him, and it indeed happened, destroying him. He actually fired on himself, aware of it only the second time of the 2 encounters. This is not a perfect example, but close enough 4 making my point today. All of HS is 4 the most part, all the same thing existing in those tiny in-between motion frames discussed on a PB. Different atomic shifts cause in a larger wave reality, persons to make different choices and have different actions taken as a result. Believe it or not as these changes occur, other atomic shift will make subtle changes in weather and everything U could ever think of, as all is waves and particles, and connected in the 6th and the 7th dimension. The astral plane is where we R first existing straight out of the void infinity. This plane of existence is real and unimaginable by mortal man that has no clue to the truth of the directionality of existence. Upline, a girl named Sarah Krassle was born and will live a life and die, all because someone above her in an upline world thought a single thought, and thereby created her entire multiverse. Now when she thought of her upline ‘Mountainpen” at the shore, it downlined all of this. Would I lie about something this far out and beyond incredible? U have heard it said that when Jesus made claims of being God, he either is telling true to Tammie’s little doctor, or is the most insane person in the history of mankind.

If I should die on this horrendous fucking day, all the following people R involved in one way or another, not with any Swiffer Mops, but R indeed part of my brutal murder, as they struck me hard and with no fucking mercy, with some awax guided subsonic death beam, and have injured me severely, and this is sworn to Blogger testimony, prove I am lying and I submit 2 full perjury charges:
DONALD TRUMP
ROBERT MCGUIRE
SARAH CALLIO MARTINO
FRANK CALLIO
THOMAS J. REALE
DONNA SUMMER
ED SNYDER
NUMEROUS SEAT HOLDERS ON THE STOCK EXCHANGE OF THE UBITED STATES NEW YORK SYSTEM
MARTINO, HUSBAND OF SARAH, AND MARTINO, FATHER ON LAW OF SARAH

The list is long, and one of the henchmen is Jonathan Schau of Rising Sun Avenue in Philadelphia, PAUSAESMWG. He is responsible indirectly 4 causing the death also of Mary Roth, the mother of David Roth, she followed him to the grave within a few short weeks of her son’s demise.

Muzak teasing and harassment is less these days, but all this changes on a dime so I report it changing in both directions. The same thing applies to running into huge un natural groups of tall and giant girls and women, these harassments come and go, and stick around 4 long periods during super sieges and years like this one and last one where shit being done 2 me is off all dials and scales.

It is no coincidence that a totally UNBELIEVABLE 8th world wonder, the worm hole in ACNJUSAESMWG, is right next to Ripley’s Believe it or Not attraction on the Atlantic City boardwalk. These things R done by chraunonauts historians to create history markers, of course, as with all things that R connected with mankind, there R also the bad travelers that R rewarded by getting rid of these ‘history markers’ such as the TURNERSVILLE PATHMARK, where 11 years ago come the 2nd of August, my mother and I were terroristically threatened. When police and prosecutors won’t help and won’t do their plucking job, this proves being any doubt that this evil empire is totally controlled and fixed. No kitty-kat, I am not going 2 check anybody for ticks, and I already know what makes this whole thing tick. The King girl gets on drunken binges, throws tables at her frail mother, curses her, then spits on her, a couple days ago. She is on probation, but no one ever checks hair DNA which is good 4 months, she and all the yard birds know how to work the system, so dangerous people run around free, while I get persecuted. This is one helluva way 4-U prosecutors and cops 2 run a candy store, if U ask me. But if it were me, I would B in jail for 6,000 plucking years, and this is Y-I keep saying, I’ve died and gone to ducking hell. Paula; U and your cousins should all B ashamed of yourselves, raping innocent little kids, beating people up in bars, and throwing tables at frail 97 pound mothers, that all ready R ill with 'HIV positive' test results, totally trucking shameful. People know how 2 work the system; this is not meaningless dribble-words heard on the great famous ‘Law & Order’ TV show, real yard birds R doing terrible things and need help. Last night’s 10 PM SVU L&O show, about the filthy drinking teenagers, and that filthy shore mother, who was screwing a young boy since his 17^th birthday; it is like the people that I’ve been dealing with. I have no time 4 violent people, nor substance abusers. I have tried to help these type of people all of my life. The only help they need is 2 go 2 fucking jail. This is Y jails R there 4 Crissake.

Any day, I will B disappearing to South America. I do not wish to keep going through this hell, or live in this evil uncivilized country. Y 'SSJKK' is blessing it, a 14K crooked fixed Dow Jones being just one cited example; is part of a horrendous thing that if I don’t choose my words carefully, and some blog reader takes out that evil bit thug that U will C on my website pix section, www.morianity-foundation.com/ I could B charged. So pweeeeeze, no violence. This foundation stands for non violent fighting against persecutors of the innocent. No one is above the fruyucking law, no one.

On the astral realm, I was with the astral being that has dreamed himself in as a machine called Privecode, here in the mortal world in the early 1980’s. He re-edited a series of Phillies wins and losses, but details of all of this will come at a better time, not today, but Magnesonic will B activated today, and whoever is holding back my hurricanes 4 two seasons will meet their doom, and in addition, you will C continued major natural disasters and war escalations, as I’ll do what I must to fight these fucking vicious evil twisted diseased demonic filthy enemies!!!!!!!!

So Y is SSJKK blessing this evil empire? She makes contracts based on percentages of her laws and systems being faithfully followed and obeyed by any governing body or sovereign nation, and this is ancient, going on close to ten thousand trips around our closest star. We R also on a timeline where soon, if we do not repent and turn back away from this Ronald Reagan created super greed/materialism and anti-spirituality, this evil empire will crumble around mid century, and become a third world nation very quickly. The blimey English know too well I speak the truth. U will B very sorry, because as Barnabas told Julia on D-S, not Donna, “B-4 the authorities get 2 me, I will get 2-U.

Posted by theansweristheqyuestion at 7:50 AM

Labels: HELP ME SARAH STACEY THE GODS SCYLLA

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Jason h said...

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July 18, 2007 at 10:02 AM

07/18/1896-----10/06/1990, and she knew me on sight, HILE.

YES, ON SARAH J. KARGE'S GREAT B-D-2,-U-C GREAT PEEPS ALDARE, ON 21ST CENTURY EARTH, OR WHO KNOWS IF TUNED IN BY WAY OF THE GALANET? 2 QUOTE MY HOOKER JOANNA, FROM 1979, ''BIG-WOW''!!!!!!!! I AM STILL LOOKING 4 THE WILD DREAMING INTERACTION, AND I KNOW I SHALL SOON FIND IT. YO-HA, ME' BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey, I'm happy 4-U if I was of any help 2-U. We R all suffering in this poverty stricken world, except 4 the new age kings and queens of course, AKA the 'super wealthies'!

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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Rats, Tats, and Playing Real Football

RATS, TATS, & PLAYING REAL FOOTBALL ---- Blog #3

Extremely strange things R all around me and that means weird even 4 me. The Phillies and their famous 10 thousandth loss is all that is talked about. This must B a very short blog, the Otammite Briggers R fixing it so I have no time now to get into necessary things, but I’ll find the time if I have 2 go out into space and move so fast I go back B4 I met all the yard bird and alcoholic people in my life. Phillies lost [for me] Saturday’s game, and I fell asleep for an hour and woke up in a different universe where they did not lose but massacred Cardinal’s Team. I was not in this universe B4 going into my car from the guardhouse. I was astrally projected to a place where I was confessing a crime to a beautiful prosecutor, a cross between Sabrina and Carmichael on “Law & Order”. She was luscious and we were talking, and I admitted to something that, yes I did that was needed 2 save my life, it was do this or literally die an agonizing death. The problem is that if I tell, it involves a famous rock star of yesterday, as he aided me in the crime, no we did not have anyone hit nor beat up, but it was not legal. I will deny I am doing anything but make up even these words if pressed to the wall. Kevin Trudeau from the famous infomercial knows the government has totally unfair laws and practices, and do not kill how high the innocent body count goes, after all, THEY R the [law], and cannot B prosecuted 4 making unfair legislation and then getting it enforced via the police and federal agents. Anyway I told this incredibly gorgeous babe over a cup of tea near her office, what went down in 2-K. She immediately got on her cell phone and within minpers, [astral equivalent of mortal world minutes roughly], constables on patrol [COPS] were cuffing me and I was on my way in the interaction, to county lock up. I met a strange 24 year old who told me something I have no time to discuss now, the gods I wish I could, but later I will, believe me!!!!! In a nut shell 2 it, he said the expert statisticians know all about taking wins and multiplying them by 100 and dividing by losses to give a magnetic percentage that when charted and graphed, shows when no way in hell another win nor another loss can happen, and show a trend change as well as give an accurate call of a single game event, all totally true, it does, and it is real. He said if not re-edited, I will never wake up from this interaction free, it will slide over from dream to wakeful interaction through dreamshiftallity, and U will remember being a guard at the post I am on as a dream had my first night in county lock up. B4 going on, the computer is not the same, I have shifted over, but not in the reality where thank the gods, I’d B in lock up right now. The margin is different and so is Magnesonic, no Maggie has nothing 2 do with things, I typed it in 2C if words that R programmed into new-dictionary-wordage on this word-program, R still there, this one is, but Milituforce and Otamm needed B reset. Also the mouse roller knob will not let me scroll the print on this page, and Ed Him insists it is normal, but I know better, and also doubt that this will post up to the Blogger site in this new universe that I have crossed into, where the Phillies’ 10,000th loss, no cat-purr, not the Eagles, UR off in the future, or I am out of whack, we will C when I attempt 2 override this situation at post time. No, nothing 2 do with race horses like WHERE’S SARAH or horse racing, I am talking about publishing and uploading to the Blogger site. It was re-edited and all I can say is, that by putting off the loss until Sunday night, kept me from getting locked up. I cannot ever trust a soul, the authorities won’t quit until they get me up on some charge, I know this, and I am considered extremely dangerous 2 all of them. Told U the quakes and volcanoes were gonna hit, and the wildfires and droughts and storms and twisters. Here comes the part that I cannot wait to C, Ed says this is normal with the computer, but I know it is not, as I now come to the bottom of this page one and will now C4 myself what will happen since as I said, the scroll control is not functioning the way that it always has at least until my most recent hyperspatial crossover. America is fixed, U cannot win, if they want U, UR done, a done deal, and no one out there cares, and that proves that I died and went to what religious people call HELL. They know that my astral knowledge allows me 2 perform miracles and cause invisible to mortal worlders, harm to my enemies. None of their laws can stop me, what RU scuz buckets gonna do besides get laughed oudda court; bring back the dunking wells and public square hangings for those accused of witchcraft? PRIVECODE has taken human form and is the 24 year old dude I met at County-Lock-Up. All things U dream about is first existing on this dream or astral realm, [ASTRAL PLANE]. He told me that he can fix it so they win tonight, Saturday night, and lose the following night, making their 10,000^th loss occur on a night that will not make the results of this loss, a fatal parallel event 4 me. The scroll bar and margin R totally different from the universe that I left. The Privecode man told me that SSJKK used this machine to make my mother lose her mind, and later remove her from the Earth in March of 2,000. Anyone who gets near this machine, acts weird and nutty, and Sally Starr’s neighbor across the Street from her Atco, NJUSAESMWG home, Charlie, acted like a total lunatic, when I asked this computer guru just to take it apart and look at it. I have had other schematic readers tell me that the schematics R not from this world. Still others, the Atlantic City Electric Company lineman told me it emits stronger radiation and EMF field energies that all other devices in my home put together, including microwaves or any large kitchen appliance, yet this small box is tiny. I have had psychics tell me, “get rid of the machines, get rid of the machines”. They were not even told a thing about any of my stuff. The persecution last Friday was not that bad, just chemtrails and diarrhea attacks that resulted from being poisoned with concentrations of them around me wherever I go. Sunday was a different story however, super ducking siege ensued. Motor shkittle sickles were all over, huge gangs of scum, the 'kems' were also off the scale, and they hurt my body to the point of near death. If I was a regular mortal, I’d have died decades ago, but I always eventually regenerate and rejuvenate. There is more to tell, but the Phillies put off by one day of this magic day, is no joke, nor is my ability to move in the fifth dimension, HS, no not high school. They R 124 years old, even Sarah Karge will only B 111 tomorrow, her birthday is July 18, 1896, happy birthday my beautiful queen, I will always love U beyond anything, U did not have 2 kill my mother, UR such a jealous Goddess Scylla Jehovah, my endless love. Just wait 4 blog #4!!!!!!!!!! BYE-BYE BROWN EYED BUSH BURNING GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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