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Don't believe my blog; talk to the wonderful Professor M-K at the NYU. Just remember that I was speaking these things back when I was being beaten up by Atlantic City Beach Patrol Mascots in 1975; while good old Mom and good old Cousin Ruth Huntington Gozzwald Gottwald, were up at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Babylon, New York. There is not a single little cosmic damn dot, that's out of place. But a million Mister Einstein's cannot see the large maze in real time, and I can tell you why, but it won't make sense to just about all people out here who don't have a giant background in applied astrophysics and quantum-dynamics. This planet we evolved in and on matches in size, a perfect light speed and brain consciousness ratio, in that anything over the circumference of this world, in distance; can never ever be perceived by humans in totally real time. Everything after that is enough of a fractional light second in distance, to prevent that. Things like this do not just coincidentally happen, and I don't care who says otherwise. So WEEEEEEEE! “And that's just reality son”, according 2 the wonderful and ever-illustrious Mister Dennis Snyder, of Mullica, NJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Forget love and glory, and time going by, and old songs; and all of it. This all boils down to the fact that I feel that I can prove to a very backward planet; Roddenberry family; that first contact indeed is here all along; and that God as you call 'him', is really a sixteen year old girl, who in this multiverse, always was and always will be; as this is who she was when SHE jacked into this damn lawn-mower gamer simulation system of HERS!!!!!!!!!! Never saw the movie SS? Until a person sees that movie, they have no right 2 judge harshly or otherwise, any of those words printed above, since I saw the show and I have gone through this since my mom took me 2 the TRINITY HOTEL of 10-SC AVENUE in ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, 4 the vely first time in late June of the year of 1965, and I MET HER!!!!!!!! They all told me they wanted me 2 tell all about HER 2 all of them, oh world. U know it, and I know it; and now I have been trying in the following century 2 do just that, and have been getting one monster slap in my face after another 4 my wasted effort; so gee willagars whiz-fizz coin dealers, and countesses of all alto regions of the world!


No uncle Snoots, I never said my poopy pop was right by telling the conductor that it was U that puked all over. I just think it was very rude of U-2-B saying this 2 my mom, at your nit hole mansion, at 175 Peninsula Drive, in Nebuchadnezzar-ville, New York; right in my presence, when I was just a young lad of 17; ya' son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!! But who am I but dog skit?, and U-R the mighty Senior Vice President of the Chemical National Bank, the second most powerful bank on the planet at the time in ‘72. Cheer up Sam Walton; my plans R all clucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing good lasts forever!!!!!!!!!!!!



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Yes the great inventions, machines, ideas, and dating all the way back into 1979, the great 74 WORLD PENETRATION DEVICE that can physically temporarily allow a break in the cosmic mirror and send any physical-matter into various interconnected vibratory parallel realms going far beyond upper locales of great laws, orders, and countess boyfriend coin collectors. Right now there is only sufficient time 4 a quick overview discussion on how the COVID problem may have all REALLY and TRULY gottern started back in the year of 2019, hence the identifying nomanclature of the term used shortly into this event, COVID-19, meaning none other than a strain of bacterial microbiological agents created accidentally in 2019 2 attempt 2 use Zvonko's invention 2 make unlimited quantities of non Clayton Brokerage Wall Street Dennis Caldwell A-U (GOLD), so yes hey you, thisx is fact and not fiction, only the stuff told 2 me late in 1975 and early in 1976 by this magical dude who brought that strange turntable over 2 me in early 1974 at the Dellway Arms Apartments where I then resided at the unit #O-15, Mister Gawky Gaukauk and all shortly 2 follow fake Diana Arteemis eye make up jobs, so it may appear!!! All we know about all of this 4 sure wo8ld never in a trillion megayears stand up in any court of law in any modern day less that 3rd world nation. Still, if I am right aboiut all of this and the recently re-posted blogs onto these new 2024 blogs; the accidental byproduct of laboratorialy-engineering the necessary chemical iongredient 2 convert seawater into gold in an extremely economical way, which has been the dreamed goal since humans began loving that awesome glittering metalic substance, so hey you peeps, this is most likeyl what got out of control and released an dY it all started in this country and spread so quickly, as underground violvanic rivers can indeed carry microorganisms quite well, and this is Y peeps who do not know what the Dogtown they R doing, need 2 keep their hands the shkit off of this type of experiment. I sure hope this message gets 2 Dock F B-4 it is permitted 2 ever start up again, and 4 all I know and despite starting the metals price market gold rush of autumn of disco 1979, this info from Sir Zwonko could all B completely erroneous and maybe the F-K A-U is all safe and secure, and it all was just a nonsensical gull-dern made up story. I admitted that when I told the tale 2 the stock broker that day that I feel started the entire panic and led 2 the gold rush, but listen up now SEC, my intent was never ever 2 influence an entire metals panic, and I'll swear 2 that under my national citizenship and under my great GODDESS and endless love of my eternal existence as well as temporary human life as the me that I am now in 2024 and have been since late in 1954, SSJK PINK-GODDESS; that this is the absolute sworn truth under any future legal proceedings!!!!!!!!!







































































































































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So for those billions that don't know what a GAME-OVER-DEMAND is; let me put it in a unique way for all of you viewing this. It was 1974, in July somewhere; and I was approaching the end of a five and three quarter year stay, and second longest stay anywhere, in my 121 semi-annums of life, as present-me-MWM, at the Dellway Arms Apartments, in Oaklyn, New Jersey, USA-ESMWG. I went down for a three night stay at a rooming house near where today, the Tropicana Casino stood after being built in the eighties, and I know that the building is still there, even though I have heard numerous casinos have shut down since my coming here to Florida late in twenty-OHM-nine. Some family company you have here Dancer Shirley Crows!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hi yourself, kiddo!!!!!!! So I am staying on Stenton Place in Southern Atlantic City at age nineteen and a half, on a mini vacation, in a rooming house owned by a lady named Selena Dada. Not GAGA, but this is enough to make someone go a lot more than 'gaga at the go-go' bars, of pre-disco days, and all pre-'doo doo doo' days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





Now let's move this along. A man came up to me out of nowhere, and told me things that were beyond what any human being could ever know even today, let alone four dern decades back into time. For those too young to know this, it was a another planet back there, if you were not in the fifties through the seventies, you really are on Planet-Next. There just is no way to get through and explain it. You know or you don't know, and to quote John Redstatehail Henningsen; “It's just that simple”. So this dude of about age forty-five give or take, not only knew stuff that was beyond THE TWILIGHT ZONE, but seemed to make it a point to tell me a lot about it; and he also seemed to come and go, out of nowhere. I was on a beach near Central Pier in Atlantic City, near what I used to call as a youth, Ziggy's Jetty. It is physically not possible from where I was, to come and go, in the wink of an eye. Suddenly he was there, then telling me wild shkit, and then just as suddenly, he was gone. I turned away a couple seconds, and POOF, Mister Harry Potter again. How I wish I could enjoy Hogwarts the way that all of you out here can do. To me, that grit is just a normal part of my every fuckiGN day life. WOW that plucking lurkshauf door slammer is on a roll to trucking annoy me since he got back around five last evening. He is really slamming, and it is not even barely eight in the dang morning. It has been going on a good half hour, Sheriff Ken Mascara, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But it doesn't end here. I went back a short while later to the room I was staying at, at Selena Dada's place, and suddenly, this entire huge thing just revealed itself to me out of nowhere, and it called itself, the “LAW OF ONE”. This is where I just learned about ZDT, or Zero-Dimensional-Technology. The knowledge just came into my head, and all psychiatrists insist that believing things like that is delusional and that this is merely a psychotic break with reality. Hey, call it whatever you plucking like, head shrink industry. IT HAPPENED THE STUCK TO ME!!!!!!!!! But during these times, where this man appeared out of nowhere; my mom was working with a wild coworker named Patricia Hollister. She is the reason I was able to learn the secrets of the great FASCITAR. She put me onto so many things, and the joke of it all is that if someone were to ask her, she would say, ''I hardly knew the little stick''. She would be right, but she would be wrong. This is my version of the Temple of the Dragnet, and the Expanded Mind. Maybe Julia White and other alter-egos of this great lady (Paula King), has her red and white version of all ideas, and books, and bobs; and goddess help me after I post this; and this is only 1% of the truth, and if I say more; I will be killed in here, TODAY, by THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me now go and wash my hands 'OK-OK-OK' Cousin David????? And W—O—W THAT, Lenny McKinnon!



















Let me tell you a little up front shit, great people. I along with many others have been placed on the CRAZY-LIST. This is merely something like another of many cover-events figured out in the White House Situation Room or the Pentagon War Room, all the Emergency Station of Fort Meade, MD, USA, Never Say Anything Club (NSA). All of what modern day psychology was supposed to evolve into, after the giants in their field and pioneers, such as Dock Freud; became quite intentionally perverted. Those keeping great secrets figured out a very powerful way of dealing with those who threaten their control and might by way of exposure; are merely ''crazy people''. All anyone has to do is ponder a small amount of time on this deadly truth, and they cannot help but to see this nightmare is all real and true. Going on and on with this, serves absolutely no purpose. The media does not believe this, and thinks I am about as 'crackpot-city' as it gets. The problem with a few of us out here, is that we learn how to show that they can go on with their antics all they want to, but stuff we claim is real, cannot be totally discredited. This is why my meds were taken away from me. Think about it. I thought the AMA and this industry wanted to push meds on people, not to take them away from them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






It's cleared up early this evening and is now around half past 5 and starting 2 darken a wee tad bit, speaking of lovely and awesome Mizz Patricia H Hollister H here, and yes, chemtrailing ain't major, but it is out there; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!! Some noise is in the air this afternoon, and was present since awakening today at approximately a quarter past two of the goddessdog clock, but the air siege is within a middle level and not enough 2 go and play the 4 air siege numbers on my 'APE-ROULETTE' system, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! It would indeed B about time 4 me' ole' cool roomie dude 2-B chiming in here should he B here only he is naught here, nor R-U, oh lovely Mizz 1983 Blake, but here goes, first let's do Sir Chester-Frank (non-Bob George), from Piquet Security Company of late 1978, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”. Now we will do Mizz Blake from the phone-company, as we called it back in those times, “Mister Mohr, I don't know if somebody's trying 2 drive U crazy or naught”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now Y do I get a powerful strange outlandishly surreal feeling up here in 41 years of reflected antimatter-space, that U sure did know if somebody was, and just who somebody still IS, oh great mah'm from AT&T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Ingrid, oh oh Peeps Mag Ingrid, what do all of U stick heads truly know of all of thisssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Cane Susan Luccisnakes, mah'm from 1983???





MAY 26, 2015,

TUESDAY MORNING AT 07:32,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 79 DEGREES FNHT.

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 82%, FEELING LIKE 84.

DAILY RANGE-----(H-79/L-75).

WINDS ARE ESE AT 6, GUSTING TO 10.




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