THIS MAY B THE LAST BLOG 4 A WHILE, FBI

 

THIS MAY B THE LAST BLOG 4 A WHILE FBI AND BOTH KITCHEN PATROL PEEPS

I cannot take this persecution any longer and am going 2 have 2 get some kind of security guard work somewhere and place these blogs, 2 quote all of U in the great 1988 FBI, “on the back burner”. Speaking of burner, a burner spelled Berner as well as Mikey R only my most recent 2 peeps who have just mysteriously refused contact with me suddenly out of the blue one day, no explanation, no nothing, as lovely Motown Queen Mizz Ross said so well back in goddamn 1983 over the phone when she called me that day in Atco. There is no other way 4 me 2 get some doe together over a three year period or so and then get out of this horrible place, the USA. I don't say this because it makes me one tiny bit happy 2 say it folks. I say it because it is the gospel truth and needs 2-B goddamn said, YO. Simple as that! This may or may not B my last blog in a while, and I doubt that it will b a long sabbatical in any event, but I won't have the time soon 2-B doing this on a steady dern basis. I need 2 take time 2 find work and that is extremely difficult 4 a retiree of a dozen years now or so, and at my age of 69 years, not a lot of peeps want 2 hire a dude like me, and that is without all my other problems and woes and definite limitations that of course, I'll keep 2 myself during job interviews, y-O world. The scumballs R not missing a trick here, now R they? Me' first (y-O-HACK) was given me by WOMO sub-scuz, at 8 minutes past three in the morning, Friday morning, 12 January, 2024. But I am going 2 leave some peeps out here with a firm wish that they had plugged my blog better and expanded my viewing audience because what I will now tell is a total one millionth of a percent of it all, a truly compressed and abridged nutshell story, but absolutely true and real, no matter who out here continues 2 refuse believing in my Morianity story!

This is a follow up in a slightly better detail, on how the topic of exploratronics and hyperspace and sleeping and dreaming, or what can B thought of as the 'T-T-R', or the true-trilogy of reality, all is absolutely and completely interconnected and commingled into my story and the truths of Morianity itself. I will also tell U how the world of modern day electronics is a total integral part in all of this in so much as whether anyone of us may like it or not, and how much some of us may ever wish 2 stop the effects and change things so that it simply isn't the case any longer, it cannot B done, not by the most powerful peeps on the planet, not the billionaires or leaders of the free world, nobody anywhere is capable of accomplishing the gargantuan feat of removing the negative effects of modern day electronic control into the lives of human beings in a definitely adverse and negative way, no matter how U may ever try and spin it, and how many Twinbay-Desire' Optimist Clubs that one may try and join up with, and pay a lifetime membership dues, up front 4. Remember that this is only gonna' B opened up, both of these topics, the electronics deal and its beyond negative influence on the human race itself since we R not yet ready 2 accept and realize just what the electron truly is and how it is an intelligent spirit-world entity (purgatite). All great electrical engineers know and most will admit their famous quotation. “We absolutely know how electricity works, but we don't know at all just what is really actually is in the first place”. Aren't we taught as small children in life by the adult authorities around us, that when we don't understand something, it is a good idea 2 leave it alone? Hey, maybe I've received a major misperception here, but that is how I thought that peeps all brought me up 2 believe about life in general, y-O. Another plucking goddamn (y-O-HACK), as I am not looking, Mister Quantum-Dynamics- Professor Mich Kaku, oh Sir! I dare anyone anywhere 2 perform an extremely simple and inexpensive home experiment some time. All U need is a good set of headphones, anything close 2 a hundred dollars retail cost will do. No need 2 get ridiculous with the 3-5 bill extravagant pairs, that R good 4 recording studio jobs. Now connect in a computer and a DVD or any old style movie recording device, into an audio amplifier. Put on the phones and in a quiet room late at night when no one is around U, begin with a good strong volume, activating various remote control features with your hand held remote system, and listen carefully. U will hear how all electronic stuff operates on a radio frequency and some of these R not audible, however, all of the devices have some part of them that do indeed fall into the audio spectrum which is normally considered 2-B from between 20 hertz through 20 thousand hertz, and hertz simply means cycles per second. 4 whatever th etrue reason may B here, all devices have some part of their operation all connected into an audio signal or a sound that is within the human hearing range (sound spectrum 20-20-K Hz.) There is nothing that U purchase that cannot B heard by performing that simple experiment,in other words, in order 2 operate, it must have some running operation that is transpiring within the range of human sound. There is so much more 2 this and all of my persecution is part of it, and proves 2 me that influence from some transdimensional true source is what causes all the peeps whom R indeed endlessly injuring me and wiping out my life, 2 in fact B doing it on orders, their ORDERS, even if it is some signal command system! But there is a much larger deal that is all interconnected and commingled here with all of these items as well, y-O peeps. Another mother ******* (y-O-HACK), 4 crissake folks!!!!!!!!! These peeps and enemies R all inside of my mind because when I decide 2 write a blog, I know what I am gonna' B using as the basic subject matter, and then THEY R able 2 somehow receive that information directly from my mind, a direct energy transfer, and humanly this is all nee-nee-nee-nee-Twilight Zone junk, but in actuality and truth, all of this stuff is sound science but way advanced from anything that even still is understood by anyone on the Earth-Planet. This is Y in 1994, my book, titled, 'THE PERMISSION BARRIER' was written and my discussions concerning electromagnetic thought transmission and omission system was absolutely a large part of the plot, so-called fictionally or not, and yes, there was a powerful reason and method 4 my madness 2 it all, and IPYT peeps!!!!!! So let me get right 2 the ESS here (Exploratronic Supermind Society), as from the very beginning of the Morianity blogging project, I was discussing this, and 4 very powerful and important reasons. U may think that these reasons R all totally self centered. They R absolutely not all selfish motivations here however oh world. YO, I looked that time, YO, I know what I am doing, YO!!!!!!! The ESS and Jewelly White, who I believe has taken over, whenever she wishes 2 activate the switch; two women that I know of and maybe there R many others as well, and those being, the lovely Mizz Patty HHH, and the also lovely physically and only that, Mizz Paula King, non Spellchecker Pau000204015, as actually, copyright forms with performing arts R numbers that begin as PAu000204015, but many times a Spellchecker Computer Program will automatically make corrections and a writer using an office word program cannot always check everything 2-C what the damn glass machine is doing. Already, this word has automatically changed back on TWICE NOW, and may still again, oh Paula, oh-oh Paula Donna Golden Chains and Leather Jackets. I have told lots of stuff about dreaming and where all human entities R situated, waking and dreaming, in a large multiverse called hyperspace or the 5^th dimension. I told how dream travelers or type-3-exploratron travelers (T-3-E's) R most likely what is behind all of the mysterious and still unknown junk that transpires here on the earth-Planet. What I never got into in real detail is just how the mechanics works in a few detailed examples so that peeps will have less feelings as they read my words of, “gee the nut case needs 2-B locked up B-4 he can hurt himself or somebody else”, and more feelings as they read my words of, “gee, maybe there is really something 2 this deal, after all how can we discount some of this wild stuff, when he is proving the logic of it over and over again”? Now last night B-4 this horrendous rotten BOTBAR day of January eleven opened up 4 me, I was 'dreaming' in a parallel world ATLANTIC CITY, and was in the ocean, and Mariena Krassle came along and we got talking 4 a short while and she told me stuff that blew me away, and I only could pull up a tiny bit of it when I came awake, but what I could recall I instantly jotted down on paper. B-4 she came into the dreaming experience however, I was at work at some job in this alternate Atlantic City as a guard, and was walking through an industrial warehouse type of a place not that far out of the heart of town, and suddenly a man began hassling me big time and prevented me from doing what I needed 2 do, and I walked away eventually from where he was trying 2 block my path, and as I did, I muttered underneath my breath, “damn asshole”! He heard me and shouted over 2 me, “What the **** did U just say 2 me, U little prick”? I turned around and realized this dude was a total giant nearly 7 feet high and his muscles seemed 2 have muscles like those freaks in gyms all do. I said back 2 him, “You're a grassmole”. He walked right over 2 me and then he said with a real ugly mean smirk on his tough face, “I thought U had dared 2 call me an asshole”! I walked away, and suddenly found myself off the job and on the beach, and walking into the ocean. Mariena said 2 me almost at the start of our conversation, “Do U-C now how waking worlds and dreaming worlds in the hyperspace R all connected, such as the guy at your job and then your blogs that U don't do here in this world”? With that, and like total magic; the ocean got super rough, and I began tumbling around as if I was in a gargantuan sized washing machine. After being washed up on the beach I found myself laying all stretched out and looking up at a brilliantly blue sky with no clouds, and then suddenly three jets crisscrossed and formed that magical 1969 asterisk chemtrial, from my past here in waking world. Then the three jets when they had completed it, raced downward and straight at me, and then I awoke. I of course knew how the day here would play out, and with no help whatsoever from Daniel the Prophet from Old Testament Bible writings, nor Morianity lessons on the TOSE (Towel Seepage Effects), and the program won't allow me 2 capitalize the first two words so all I can do is underline them and put them in a red font. Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Thistlethorns Notfondauonebit, got me with page eleven of eleven now; and so I will need 2 goddamn compensate 4 another one of her brutal damn assaults on me.

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Now 4 the opening up of the other so far yet in all of my Morianity unspoken part 2 the ESS topic: Jewelly White or any truly advanced T-3-E is fully able 2 get into anybody by dreaming through them, taking them over temporarily of course, and while she is in control, they will do whatever she is really wanting 2 do, and it really is her, or them, but there still is a little more 2 all of this that sort of is blocked from human concepts unless better explained and fully revealed, so here goes, YO, and yes, I looked!!!!!!! All peeps who have studied hypnosis, and who have degrees in psychiatry, full understand what I am now about 2 suggest as well as directly imply here 4 all of U Blogaudians, YO! After it is all over, the person whom was taken over and manipulated would have absolutely no memory of what they had just done. After all, think about it folks. It wasn't them that actually performed that task, it was the doppelganger inside of them that managed 2 gain full control over them. Cases exist in psych files of patients whom have fallen victim of what Morianity considers 2-B Novice type-3-exploratrons (beginners-practitioners) so 2 speak, and this is how we get those famous psych cases such as Eve White and Eve Black, and no pun meant here Mister Jimmy Safet Redfield, but is there a pun here anywhere, in the magical ether's of the cosmos, one must wonder, YO??????? Now the peeps directly in my life that obviously R and were a part of my entire mess; R really peeps from alternate realities, dream travelers who have temporarily taken over peeps here, an dyes, they R awake, just completely 'controlled', and without oine tiny bit of memory once it is all over. So if I ask Patty HHH under polygraph and most likely even under pentothol truth drugs, concerning what she did 2 me underneath the Central Pier of Atlantic city on the 28^th day in June of 1969, she may very well pass all the tests and say, “I don't know what the little shkit head is talking about, YO”!!!!!! This is what has never been really explored in a fully in depth manner in my 18 plus years now of this 'MORIANITY-BLOGGING-PROJECT'. Also, my daughters, both of them, may in fact B doing stuff 2 me from th eparallel alternate olocales of the 5^th dimensional hyperspace and not realize in a waking way, anything they did or R doing, huh there Mizz Blake?????? So this is what will B explored, whether it is soon or in a month, or in a year, but it will B explored later on, and I am shortly gonna' B rapping up this Morianity 4 a short term brand new sabbatical just as with the 3 times B-4, once in early middle 2008, once from middle 2016 through middle 2018, and once between middle 2020 and middle late 2022. I cannot worry about anything right now other than my goddamn survival, and so I must get working so I can save 2 get the hell out of this horrible USA where somebody here has been persecuting and destroying me ever since the day I was knocked on my head when my mom fell on some goddamn Philadelphia street on her way 2-C a damn glass doctor, oh Miss Mariena Grassmole Carlittia White Krassle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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