LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; Current A2R2023 Gaming System 7 Day Moving Average Holding at Over 200 Now and at Record Ranges Due 2 so Much Nightmarish Endless Persecution
10:43 PM, MONDAY NIGHT, FEBRUARY 12, 2024
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MORIANITY'S SECRETS THERMOMETER SCALE, (MSTS):
AS OF 11:00 PM, MONDAY NIGHT----02-12-2024.
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MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
MONDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 2024---JWSC-MON-12-55
CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 3:6
N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 WXC6 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 WNG7 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.
WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)
WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)
WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)
Me' most recent 7 roulette games, (MR7RG) score is now holding at 204, and I shall break this down further now, 4 anyone of U perhaps a wee tad bit interested in all of this. 4 those naught, Mizz AT&T Blake from 1983, well then; just advance into the following paragraph YO. Simplllleeee as curly haired girls from 1986, and 'THAT', BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
I screwed up and said me' losses were 44 on a recent prior blog,m forgetting that the 11 losing plays had 5 units and not 4 units taken away by the house-bank, since I was playing both air-siege numbers and Havana death strike health numbers. So rather than +49, it was only +38, still, a nice profit just 4 playing numbers that correspond 2 me' endless death persecution. Today and yesterday there were 3 more games played not listed on this blog. Yesterday's game was based on a major health death strike on me with the HAVANA WEAPON along with the bad aerial siege, playing 3-23-27-0-00. My mind is being hacked by enemies. They made me forget what happened. After the major assault on the phone around 3 in the morning, I played the pro-dam number of 24, but B-4 getting 2 that game, I also played an earlier game not yet recorded onto this blog, so there R a total of 4 games, 2 today and 2 yesterday.
Game 1 played yesterday afternoon, 02-11-2024; and I played the 4 aerial death siege numbers, and also the health attack number-3.
TOWS---14, WINS---3, LOSSES---11. WIN VALUES (W-V)---(+31) UNITS, LOSS VALUES (L-V)---(-5). P&L: W---(+93), L---(-55), +38 UNITS PROFIT.
Game 2 played yesterday was actually played around 3 or so this morning, 02-12-2024 directly following the assault on my phone; and I played ONLY the '24' NUMBER 4 pro-dam, that includes phone and computer hacking and interferences by WOMO-SPACEFORCE scuz bags. This game was as follows:
TOWS---49, WINS---2, LOSSES---47. WIN VALUES (W-V)---(+35) UNITS, LOSS VALUES (L-V)---(-1). P&L: W---(+70), L---(-47), +23 UNITS PROFIT.
Game 1 played today, around 8 PM, 02-12-2024
TOWS---42, WINS---6, LOSSES---36. WIN VALUES (W-V)---(+32) UNITS, LOSS VALUES (L-V)---(-4). P&L: W---(+192), L---(-144), +48 UNITS PROFIT.
Game 2 played today, around 10 PM, 02-12-2024
TOWS---14, WINS---2, LOSSES---12. WIN VALUES (W-V)---(+32) UNITS, LOSS VALUES (L-V)---(-4). P&L: W---(+64), L---(-48), +16 UNITS PROFIT.
Most recent 7 games played P&L (profit and loss):
15+28+36+38+23+48+16=204 UNITS PROFIT (+204).
AVERAGE 7-GAME P&L--------+142.2689 over past 30 periods of week-game-averaging. This most recent is above average by +62 units, which is telling me that persecution on me is monstrous and horrendous and off all dials and runt slapping scales!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shall we move on 2 other non-roulette related topics:
I have now come all out into the marvelous open recently with exactly Y these blogs had 2-B restarted again and were, in September of 2023 from me' library. I started by telling about the SAFET over several months of time, and then admitted just the other day that this is a truth subject that is in 2 unmistakable pieces or parts, calling it PART-A and PART-B, and it's all out in the open now lads and lassies, right along with the busted car window belonging 2 the fictional gentleman named Mister Ward Cleaver, from that awesome television show of the late 1950's, “Leave it 2 Beaver”!!!!! This entire wild tale is almost all out in the open, and only because I am not totally sure myself how it will all come out when fully completed, Mizz UMWELL ALMIGHTY, mah'm; this is not quite 100 percent done yet, but we R getting close 2 something so beyond Senator Sanders HUUUUUUUGE that it ain't even one wee tad bit whittle ounce funny, no sir Sergeant Joe Friday Dragnet and lovely awesome Mizz AT&T Blake; “NAUGHT ONE POUND”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So then just what is still left here? Well head scratchers of the great Bufferin Club of America, “leta me tellya whatsa huppinin here”, and U-2 Sir Derrijo Exxon of 1983 in Gloucester Township, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! While typing this all out, the great Weldon Saunders HIZZEMSIRK SOCIETY IS REALLY LETTING ME HAVE IT WITH BOTH GODDAMN SHOTGUN BARRELS. Over the past several weeks now and after a 2 week nice little friggin' back off, this death angel endless tone crap is all around me and endlessly surrounding me again, in total violation of my rights, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION dudes and duddesses out there, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! Oh yes great world, imagine THAT, or maybe “all they'll do is smile and say, that I am the greatest fish in the whole dern bay”; in or out of middle 1986 somewhere; huh Mister Richard Barf-Karpf?????? Word on the street that ole' card player shark Mark non-spark is soon 21 head 4 sunny state Flowerland, huh FBI??????? Y is word on the street so about Mark Wayne nobody Nothing Mohr, anyway, huh?????? If I am so goddessdern insignificant, than Y is word on the dern grass streets all about little ole' freaking teensy weensy me, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO?????? THEN COMES TAXICABS, AND SO MANY TIMES AND BARRIERS OF PERMISSION, AND GREAT BIBLICAL SCRIPTURES IN JOB BOOKS HAVING NOITHING WHATSOEVER 2 DO WITH OBTAINING WAGE EARNING POSITIONS, BUTTTTTTTTT and BUTTERCHEESE, and big glass BUTT an dbut great folks; shall we examine this a wee tad bit more here, YO???????? Wanna' cumt me one of those famous brakes of yours, oh lovely coworker from 1985 at the Caldor Department Store security job, Mizz Margie Leo McFly Keaton?????????????? And those wild parking lot areas right 2 the dern northeast of the great farm outside of Haddonfield called ROBIN HILL, the mighty Echelon Mall constructed in what almighty year Mister Mirrors Sidney Crown??????? U know it Jimmy Olson and Clark Kent, ladders and all, Jacob Electron!!!!!!!!!!! Good ole' freaking 1969. No lightning cars please Sir Alex. Still, which store I am still having creditor issues with 2 this very dern day way up in the 2024 year, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ???? Wanna' understand time travel, YO? Well, realize there can only B a forward movement and should U do go in reverse, even in spirit energy, it causes the lawtronics 2 go into a jump-mode whereby if U use this 2 violate the system, then the reality may indeed begin altering around U vely vely quickly, Mister McDowell from 1972. Still, how about toy strobelight reflective devices that allow little toddlers 2 pass themselves off as great wild Christmas tree angels? What about the real and true explanations 4-Y there is a tiny little trace of antimatter in our universe, and does this prove that peeps when they 'dream' and interact in the great awesome 5th dimensional hyperspace, that they leave trace amounts of themselves behind? Questions, endless questions, and vely vely few good answers. Well, Mountainpen's Morianity is not only loaded with vaquillions of these damn answers YO, but is willing 2 impart a lot of his personal life's experiences that brought this knowledge 2 him, 2 all of U, only nobody seems 2 wanna' hear Whoopee diddly squat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gee, could the Hizzemsirks B toning and ETTOS-ing this entire deal in their favor? WOW, I hardly think that anything else COULD B the answer 2 that one, folks! Stuff that I invented in 1979 was laughed at by sound engineers and radio broadcaster engineers, and others. Now it is all used 2 make music seemingly contain an added dimensional quality, a thickness, anyone can hear it when they compare music of now with music from 4 decades or more back in John King Dog-roof time, YO, yet HA-HA, you're a nut mountainpen, screw U, screw your Magnesonic, screw your flucking general order and special order 9173; huh great illustrious United States © Copyright Office?????? A world of ingrates and scum bags on terra peta steroids, huh Amy??? I dreamed about U-4 no good reason last night, girl. It went on all night long. We were at some road in some rural location, and U had ice skates on, and U wanted 2 do some ice skating!!!!!!!!!! WOW-THAT lovely Amy. I never forgot that tuna sandwich U were showing off that day. Gee willagars whizfiz whizkid's, and golly gash darn, and 'can it B true' operatic singing from 1938. Jeepers creepers, where did I get these words????? No Misses Mohr, we R not going anywhere, not now, not again; and Doctor Breyers Shriner seemingly knew a lot more about stuff than we did; and I know it, YO. So tell Mister Mike McNulty please, that I said thistlethorns, and THISSSSSSSSSSSS 2 him, YO:
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME ON THESE PAST 2 DAYS NOW, OF FEBRUARY 11 AND 12, of 2024, WITH OFF THE SCALE AERIAL DEATH SIEGES, UTILITY ASSAULTS ON MY TELEPHONE AT JUST SHY OF 3 AM THIS MORNING, HEALTH ASSAULTS ON MY BOWELS WITH HAVANA DEATH WEAPONRY; AND ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS THAT THESE MONSTERS HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; AND WHICH IS ALL DIRECTLY A PART OF THE ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.
Your AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.
Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).
Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
End transmission.
LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; WSMT's FUNNY-PHONY BONE Struck Hard at Ten Shy of 3 This Morning; oh GREAT FBI, GREAT ACLU
4:00 AM, Monday morning, February 12, 2024
I was speaking 2 LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA with my communications system, that is attached 2 me' landline telephone system, and at exactly 7 and one half minutes shy of 4 of the futhermucking clock this moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning, and as a direct result of what I was saying 2 Diana, the WSMT scum-hole dirt bag enemies interfered with the phone system as they do many countless times, and in total violation of my constitutional and civil rights as a totally and completely 'LEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAL' UNITED STATES CITIZEN, saying it with distant Cuzz Donnie-Boy TRUMP emphasis here YO. Today, as my Blogaudian viewership knows; was super super super HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC, and holding pretty close 2 a BOTBUR all day long, with this endless death siege persecution, and this horrendous frucking year of 2024; and just about the absolute worst year of me' entire rock chucking damn life!!!!!!! First off, I have the major medical flucking issue, then I have the heart nonsense and as I said, I feel better today on average than I did back when all the medical tests showed no problems whatsoever yet I felt as though I was gonna' croak any minute, and never did, well, or DID I, PEOPLE, DID I????????? With my wild transdimensional existence, who can ever know one way or another with any real or true absolute assurance regarding matters of life or death 4 me? These R only the major issues and there have been many minor ones as soon as the first week of this new year all began 4 me, U know, with the criminal act of brake tampering and ATTEMPTED MURDER on the plucking MOUNTAINPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now what I was speaking 2 Diana about on my communications device will B opened up in a tiny way, since obviously, the WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE funny-phony bones were struck hard BY WHAT I WAS SAYING, AND THEY IMMEDIATELY LAUNCHED THEIR RONALD REAGAN COUNTERATTACK ON ME WITH THE INTERRUPTION cut off, as they have total control over any and all communications, and use them along with the ambiance sonic levels surrounding all of us all the time, 2 strike us with what Morianity and Mountainpen calls, “MPTSCT” (MAGICAL-PSYCHIC-TONAL-SUBLIMINAL-CONSCIOUSNESS TECHNOLOGY)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now what I was telling Diana was that I had recently put together the part-A, and now the part-B 'so 2 speak', in the seek and find expansion technique deal, or the SAFET-DEAL, taught 2 the inhabitants of this planet indirectly, through the telling the 12 best pals all about it nearly 20 centuries back in time, by our great Almighty LORD JESUS CHRIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now U all have heard me preaching and soap box king hollering, 4 close 2 a full 2 year period now; and starting from the time that I resumed these blogs after a quarter decade sabbatical from when I resided back at the nightmare horrendous PEE-HA BUILDING on 7th Street and Avenue B here in Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA, and so now it is high time 2 get into the PART-B of this SAFET deal!!!!!! So just what is this 'PART-B' deal, of the seek and find expansion technique (SAFET)??????? Well, get this folks; just my opening it up on the lightning communicator device, caused an immediate RR counterattack by the evil demonic flucking total sub-squat WSMT dirt hole slime snakes of DOGTOWN-LAMBRIGG CULT, and EARTHLY-CHAPTERED here in the waking realms!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PART-B is how can we not only take the James Redfield coincidence syndrome of realizing that there is no real actual such thing as these items, when all truths get factored into stuff; and now we can still amplify the process that actually causes these non-coincidental items 2 all originate in physical waking realms in the damn glass first place, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!! So how do we amplify this coincidental, or combinational energetic fields of gravitation, 4 lack of any better grouping of words in the English waking world language here, as in should this B an actual lesson-book used in a school or university somewhere, the gods imagine such a thing, and talk about an instantaneous movement from a type-0 into a type-1 civilization on the 4 scales of energy rated civilization systems that most top physicists all use; just what R the step by step procedures 4 properly putting into practical use sociologically as well as individually, so let me try me' best here 2 open up this deal of the SAFET-PART-B: First, we realize that it is not some shameful crime by any stretch of the mind in the least little way, 2 learn and grow and realize that we R indeed endlessly progressing along in wisdom, and so yes, making a lot of life's stuff up, as we endlessly proceed onward. This may appear 2 the Mizz Umwell's of the world as somewhere between insane and shameful and proving that those whom do this R simply either ignorant or they R shooting from their hips and yelling out stuff long B-4 they know what they're really even talking about. As with all things in life, SAFET-B if misused or taken 2 far and not properly done, would make the Umwell Society indeed quite correct and accurate in their wrongly perceived assumptions, YO. But done correctly, an entirely other truth will definitely start 2 emerge around us all. This is the path towards both enlightenment as well as realization that we fallible humans can indeed perform some wild 'tricks' in order 2 begin 2 unravel and unfold many incredible and bizarre puzzles in life. It has taken me this long, 4 one perfect example here; 2-C that in many parallel realms in the localized hyperspace, indeed number 1802 Robin Hill, is a small little piece of real estate that exists as does all and any real estate, 5th dimensionally, and in this localized 5-D hyperspace and possibly even out into the intermediate and middle layers of the transdimensional hyperspace; this apartment contains answers 2-Y my entire life is going down around me the way that it is. We have the wild dream or my spirit traveling into the 5th dimension and working on Donna's music project, “HAIR”, or her rendition of it from the late 1960's; and then we have the other dream of Patty coming over 2 this same place one day and telling me that she miscarried our child, PEE, who over here in this waking reality where this blog is being typed and soon shall B posted, these 2 incidents never happened, but other stuff did, and a lot of that other stuff is so unexplainable and supernatural it would defy even Mister Serling's wildest imaginings. But in simple truth here, the magical Magnesonic machinery or the combined systems and circuits of many hooked together electronic apparatus items, resulted from what went down in these other parallel 'dream-realms', in what Morianity has labeled 4 many years now, TOSE, and short 4 (Towel Seepage Effects). Now my memories R a wee tad bit fuzzed out and I'll admit this right up front here, but I think that it was a couple months or so B-4 this 'BOM-BOB'-BLOG resumed, and after that most recent quarter-decade sabbatical off-time, that I had a wild dream that connects a lot of this stuff that I have yet 2 even open up anything about whatsoever, YO BRO!!! In this wild very vivid hyperspace interaction, or (DREAM), from the summer time somewhere, back in 2022 and close 2-2 years ago now; me' ole' gal-pal Mizz Helen Zabriskie was a state police officer and was also my gal-pal and we had a more serious relationship in this location than we had here in this waking realm, back in the year of 1999. It took place in Pennsylvania as many many many many of me' dreaming interactions all do, and she lived in a high rise apartment building with a fairly large family and there were lots of children from her previous marriage, and over here she only had the one daughter, lovely Mizz Andrea, the one I told about on blogs from years back, who almost drove me insane one day when I took her 2 Atlantic City, and she completely disappeared on me at a boardwalk public restroom, where she went 2 change into her bathing suit. That was a day I shall never ever forget, but since it is not the point 4 this writing, we can get back 2 that another time peeps. This is now almost 15 years from then, so let us get back 2 the Helen-Z from some localized area of the 5th dimensional hyperspace, in Pennsylvania. On one occasion in particular in this wild super vivid interaction, we were driving on a large highway with many buildings on both sides of it 4 a short area of maybe a half mile, and suddenly the lanes got totally weird and I found us driving on a lower tier area no longer part of the actual highway, and I stopped the car and what happened next was beyond unfathomable, and a small part of it does in fact lay in the range of U-I, (Unbloggable Information). I would not safely B able 2 get further into it in full elucidation as this is along the lines and even goes beyond stuff said 2 all of us years ago by Mister Ed Snowden of the National Security Agency, and admits that they R behind the destruction of my life, and use several groups and factions of peeps 2 carry it all out, and Snowden admitted 2 the very same stuff happening 2 some peeps in the citizenry. The parts that R within a safe bloggable range have 2 do with that apartment, 1802 Robin Hill, and the PART-B SAFET, and is Y my blogs had 2-B resumed, and were shortly after the incident of having this wild dreaming experience with Mizz white-hot HELEN-Z. TOSE of course is part of a lot of this, as in the only 2 girls that I was seriously in any small relationship in me' adult life, both were named Helen, one was me' coworker at the Griffin Pipe place, and she actually was right here in waking life, a state police employee and she had a guy pal in the bureau (FBI) who admitted that I was being screwed with and they threatened her daughter if she continued rendering any more aid 2 me in the form of private information from N-J-S Police files. This all happened, and this is all real, and nobody cares that my civil rights have been violated, and this is only the starting of this topic, and Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Witchbitch Fonda just nailed me with eleven of elven, and I must goddamn flucking compensate now 4 this brutal goddamn assault on me, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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What I can tell and what I actually plan 2 say about both of my HELEN-GAL-PALS, one from 1999 and one from 2003, and the dream where Apartment #1802 is all connected up with it, and the SAFET-PART-B deal, will topple life as we know it on Earth; that is if I had any real sizable audience, and when I go back 2 work, I will B able 2 eventually frucking afford 2 pay someone who can successfully market and promote this blog 2 those interested in any and all esoteric things. Then YO, heads R gonna' roll, and I will B murdered, but B-4 they all get 2 me, and quoting Sir Barnabas Collins here, “I will get 2-U”, and take that any way that U wish 2 take that, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; MAJOR NIGHTMARES, MAJOR SUNDAY WOMO DEATH ASSAULT, WOW WON'T THE FLUCKING FBI EVER DO THEIR JOBS AND HELP MOUNTAINPEN
APPROXIMATE EASTERN STANDARD USA POSTING TIME IS SHOWN BELOW
03:58 PM, SUNDAY AFTERNOON, FEBRUARY 11, 2024
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Okay, so here is where we R now:
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MSTS (Morianity's Secrets Thermometer Scale)
MOST RECENT CALCULATIONS PLACE THE BAR @:
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon, 02-13-24
And not at some dern geographical location, YO!!!!!!!
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
Today's major nasty OTAMMIC DEATH SIEGE brought me straight over 2 red-zone star number flucking 3, from an already number 2 star at three fourths the way across that 4 numerous situations occurring all around me, as I have every single thing all measured up perfectly and completely smother plucking accurately, let me assure U all of THAT, along with any and all NASA curly haired astronauts and super movies of the late 1970 decade and into the start of the 1980 decade, YO WEERLLD ALDARE and awesome wonderful peeps!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanx 4 all the dern help, U awesome agents that R supposedly there 2 assist and protect us LAW-ABIDING CITIZENRY in this nation that yes, was once quite great, no doubt about THAT, Mister 1983 Glittering McKinnon---record promoter of me' past Illustrious days of DOE (Dogtown On Earth)!!!!!
Yes Mister PIP, endlessness is quite hellish
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA, LOUSY JANE SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE NOTFONDAUONEBIT THISTLETHORNS CRABGRASSHITINNERPANTS, U MISSED ME, WITH YOUR ROTTEN SICKO PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN ASSAULT FROM ENDLESS INFINITE SPRING OF 1993 BASEBALL GAMES BROADCASTED STRAIGHT OUT FROM THE GATES OF THE PURGATORIAL DOGTOWN AND received AT MISSES PATTY MEEKER'S HOME IN GIBBSBORO THAT MONSTER HORRIBLE PLUCKING NIGHT, YO!!! In any event, I woke up around Mizz Witchbitchjane time, of ten past one or so this disafsternoon, and all morning while sleeping, I would awaken 2 super loud noisy AERIAL DEATH SIEGE ALL AROUND ME. After getting up and showering and getting bathroom duties all out of the goddamn way BRAH, I played me' goddamn A2R2023 roulette system and made a nice 49 units in 14 spins, playing 5 major death parallel event numbers, 3-0-00-23-27. Not only was I given major air death hellishness, but I was also struck great FBI, with a nasty HAVANA DEATH WEAPON STRIKE ON ME' BODY AND BOWELS, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, launching the need 4 me' playing the number of '3', along with those 4 major air death siege numbers. Here is the result, and B-4-I tell U more, I made 2 screw ups on me' recently posted blog concerning playing me' system. First I said it was a 23 unit profit and then corrected it 2 a 39 unit profit, and once calmer, I was able 2 recalculate the math and realize, lovely Mizz HTHS Sharon, that with or without headaches and not feeling 2 badly here in 1967 or 1968 somewhere; it was indeed 36 units of profit that was futhermucking made, so sorry all great WWll Japanese Ambassadors out there after the non-Patty Hollister (PH) assault on the Hawaiian Harbor Lands!!!!!!!!!! WOW, and a great big fat sloppy flabby, as well as always and endlessly remembered, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, oh U awesome roomie of 2000 year, Sir CHESTER-FRANK!
Shall we “push on” here now, Sir KENT-ANTI-MIND EINSTEIN of fast running videos surrounding our rocket ships and pictorial displays of his incredible mind busting relativity theory?????????????? Mind stops separation. Brain is not mind. It is literally the anti-MIND that is what actually is allowing separation so that we think we have separate parts and pieces of the space and the times all around us, and it is all goddamn mental powerful total illusion, huh there Latengrate Sir Albert?????????????????
Hey Misses Marcucci, what R-U imparting 2 Misses Marola there, over your shared cupajoe? Hey, just wondering there ladies, YO??????? The 2 of U could absolutely pass 4 Misses M and Misses M, from the great forever illustrious COOLEY HALL of HADDONFIELD, NJUSAESMWG. IPYT!!!!!!!!! Still, according 2 the oscilloscope readings, so could some strange things B happening with me' moving into Robin Hill 1802 unit number dance demos with me' 10 year old daughter, but many wonder just what really happened at 1802, huh Mister non-fag-GLENN? Fire songs, oscilloscope readings, Tommy boy, fires everywhere following me like dark shadows on walls and all over the joint, huh Mister Winn and Mister Curtis???????? I mean weelwee peeps, quoting me back in the middle 1960's at a camp in Maryland not far from a place blurted out on me' kid's future awesome movie-DVD on the opposite side of the great B-Hospital, all great non-shark WHITE's out there YO; like a HUUUUUUUGE endless super gargantuan futhermucking WOW!!!!!!!!!!!! But I claim that reality changes, not sounds, and this is Y when I talk about stuff and record stuff on an electronic medium and place it within yards of a powerful worm hole in Atlantic City, the entire Gulf War all got set up 2 begin, since Aunt Geraldine Snow Mason of all non great transdimensional ski lodges, and tunes everywhere; seemed 2-B engineering so much 2 start with, with her great pal the SHAW OF IRAN in the late disco days of the 70-DEEZ, huh there HARRAH's Casino Billboard DREAMS of Atlantica M-C?????? Enough of this stuff spoken and the earthquakes and volcanoes also begin; and this pattern began with those 2 goddamn dance tunes, and the entire flucking FBI KNOWS IT, and knows that this is Y music is and has been stopped, or prevented from ever being any part of Mountainpen's life, and U all heard Mizz Hewitt's philosophy of that quintessential plucking sin, only this was done 2 me in real waking non fictional television flucking life, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, and there is enough S-C used in this blog writing 2 heat up the center of the plucking planet, BRRRRRRRRRR!!!! SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MISTER ART CRANE; does Sarah Callio merely coincidentally contain the initials 4 subliminal consciousness? James Redfield Safet, and Mark Wayne Mohr, simply don't C things that way, oh sir; and quoting your great fantastic wisdom bite from back early in the 1990's at the 'TCE' plant one day, “I am imagining very little, IF ANY of this stuff around me”. Hey buddy YO; I agree with U wholeheartedly!!!!
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Cynthia Dobbs is dying. Despite her grave diagnosis, she refuses to give up without exploring every possible cure. Cynthia comes from a long line of fighters, and she is determined-she won't end her lineage. Family lore endures that Cynthia's great-grandmother was cured in 1906 by the illustrious Dr. Smith at his world-renowned cedar water sanatorium and health resort. Dr. Smith offered health and longevity through secret water tonics. Cynthia sets out for Egg Harbor City to probe the prospects. Egg Harbor City holds both hope and mystery for Cynthia as she arrives and opens up her grandmother's old home. As she settles in, though, she is both shunned and welcomed by the locals-some believe that her grandmother was a witch and that the house is haunted, while others quickly embrace her charming personality. Despite eerie incidences at her grandmother's home, Cynthia is undeterred. She dives into the museum's memorabilia, where she meets Kyle Dwyer, a man fighting his own decades-old demons. Join Cynthia and Kyle as they dig deep into the museum's archives, their romance blossoms, and the mystery of the tonics deepens.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
ANTIBRIGGERANITY
“The Epitome
of Harassment, Internet Version”
ANTIBRIGGERANITY--Date And
Time File: 102208.837.55
Let me start up me TRANNY, ye ugly
ole’ GRANNY.
Timing;
says a great recording artist and former friend, is EVERYTHING.
He is totally correct. There is nothing 2 argue with here. It is
all in the proper timing that either allows all things 2 fall
into one of 2 categories and these R, successes or failures.
Tonight was the perfect night 4 the re-airing on the TNT cable
television network of the final episode B4 the movie came on just
minutes ago, the episode with the business-cult, or whatever U
would label it as a viewer of this great show, great in that, all
L&O is great, but this episode is magical 2 those that KNOW Y
indeed it is magical, and 4 those that do not, this blog is 4-U,
as now I will tell U a fantastic, but fret not, an abridged
story, a story of the BRIGGERS, and their
Astral World Cult. Let me do this my
way Mr. Sinatra, pweeeeeze. Other writers would all do it
differently, and yet professionally done, they would fall into a
basic established way and pattern of putting down the story. This
is because human world stories have a timeline. My
story lies beyond the 4th dimension, or time, as do the BRIGGERS,
so this cannot B told in established literary proper ways, so
bear with me. They R angry, as my TV set is powerfully CLICKING
AWAY, and they totally R behind this major assault of my personal
property, and total illegal violation of both my civil and my
constitutional rights. They hit the TV at seconds shy on the east
coast of America with DST, of 8:21 in the Post Meridian. They
have a keystroke-worm on my computer, and know all that I type as
I am typing it as though they R literally sitting right here in
my room. Do not take me at my word, ask any good hacker or geek
if governments as well as private hackers cannot do this very
thing. I will fight with the last drop of my blood 2 make sure
that time is not played with, I all ready know what is supposed 2
happen in this exact part of hyperspace, and if it is messed with
Doctor Camping, I assure U that we will not have 2 wait 4 two
thousand and eleven. The timing of this TV show on the TNT
Network was 2 perfect, and taking this along with how they gave
me a horrific health attack a while back by blowing my bowels
apart with sonic shots, this now MUST B done as a counter
balancing return strike. I could B doing 1 of 30 different more
enjoyable things right now, but their antics have left me no
cherce Archie
but 2 now tell U all this story, abridged a lot 4 time’s sake,
but I’ll get my points across
as the Camden County Prosecutor used 2 tell
me that my D-S destruct tapes thrown over fences into
peoples nice green lawns in the middle of the night, did in fact
do.
If U think that some huge human waking world
organized system exists that created the basic religions’ of
man, or is in control of man and his 50 most powerful wealthy
world owner (WOMO) families, then U my friends R quite sadly
mistaken!!!!!! Atheists kill me. They believe in many invisible
things such as germs and nuclear radiation, just not the spirit
world. What floors me and wipes me
into a laughing fit is that their own science approaches the rim
of truths about this spirit world or ASTRAL PLANE. It knows only
2 well that their R many vibratory atomic frequencies and that
this reality indeed is the cause of many parallel universes, or
separate 4 dimensional space-time-continuum systems that all lie
inside and within a larger whole, the 5th dimension or the
MULTIVERSE. There R so many of these individual 4-D areas within
this total hyperspace that a billion Einstein minds can grasp
only the truth that this is so, not really ever grasping just how
awesome the reality about this really is. Now all of these
countless Transdimensional planes of reality R the one side of a
coin called hyperspace, while another side 2 this coin is very
real and based also in atomic science and the laws of physics
when taken far into their quantum levels where bizarre beyond
possible description behaviors of cosmos and more, all is in some
form of dreamed down existence from a void nothingness infinity
by things that will come 2B known as LAWTRONS. This other side is
an ultra fast frequency causing the realm that’s made up of
these atoms someday known as atomotrons, 2B a very light starry
place, a shadowy or astral place, the SPIRIT-WORLD. When science
develops quite a bit further, these concepts of merging science
and religion truths will not seem so anti-palatable. The astral
world is not where anything starts, and in fact nothing there
starts, or stops. The simple reason 4 this is that we in this
dream down have a time dimension built into things and they do
not. Actually, this starry lighter realm has neither a space or a
time dimension, as it is 2 thin 4 these type of dimensionalities
2B existing in, so it has a different ingredient or element if U
will, INTERACTION. U simply begin interacting in anything by
simply doing it seemingly out of nowhere, and it is out of
NOWHERE, and then interaction becomes the only tangible thing
that this lighter realm can ever support, but the interaction is
then capable of supporting the illusions that there is in fact
time as well as space, so that the interaction can indeed come 2
exist into these illusionary dimensions. This is the total
reverse of mortal waking world reality, where first U need the
real time and the real space, or the interaction just cannot come
into existence. This is Y life and death R opposite polarities in
a huge cosmic polar system not yet understood by humankind in
AD2008. Moving on with this, there is no cult in and of itself
such as in tonight’s Law and Order TV show, on the Astral
Plane, yet indeed there is the existence of the BRIGGERS, and
these R indeed the residents of the BRIGGBASE, in the PROVINCE
OLYMPIA. It would take me 15-40 years 2 slowly make people,
individually, understand with sufficient clarity, Y-I am saying
what I am saying and it is all totally true. So put in other
words, there is no Earth Hollywood that has formed a click called
the Lambrigg Cult, and I never have meant 2 delude a single soul
into believing this misperception. However, it still is as
though, this were true, because, astrally, there R a group of
333,333 entities that R party of the great MILLIONTH-COUNCIL
consisting of precisely 1,000,000 entities that indeed R astrally
elected roughly every 8 million years as time would seemingly
feel in mortality, and these one third of the MC is the BRIGGER
CULT. Hollywood entertainment world movers and shakers and studio
owners themselves as well as smaller similar other global groups,
R a controlled counterpart, manipulated and used by special
entities, phase-4 entities, that R created by Brigger-Cultists
just 4 this mission. No one on the mortal world owns this
powerful force or cult. But invertedly, the astral or spirit
world group does manipulate and control, and in a very real sense
overall, does own the entertainment world, and this definitely
includes Hollywood. They have shaped the mortal world society and
altered each year and decade, the very way that all of us live
and act and operate, what is the in thing to do and B and think,
and what puts U out of it as well, but no one on Earth is behind
this no matter how egocentrically and Donald Trump’ish they may
wish 2 in fact vehemently disagree with what I am proclaiming
tonight. Now seriously look at tonight’s L&O show and then
the plot after 1897 ended on Dark Shadows and Barnabas was forced
against his will 2 become part of the Leviathans, and they
returned back up to present times in 1969. This blog tonight will
not hope 2 even scratch the surface of an iceberg totality that
could sink a Titanic ship at sea. It really is this huge. Here is
a tiny whittle example Elmer. Mrs. Goodfellow raping my school
chum Russ, his coming over at 1 AM 2 my Oaklyn apartment, whether
it was Dellway Arms or (Michael Dell’s way, armed with
computers), getting me 2 burn up a powerful document that 2 this
day seems 2 have a huge effect on the entire Astral Plane as
Scylla’s mother visited me recently in a dream and came 2 me as
a child, Mariena, and told me that she had her own version of my
book called, THE BOOK OF BEACH, and the chain being stolen and
the asterisk Chemtrail, and on and on and on, Russ either knowing
that my mom was out that night with her boyfriend Sidney Crown or
just didn’t care, what I’m getting at whether Jamie’s Dad
on MC cares or not or cares about Gary 7 or Doctor Joe Gannon,
still I am getting at this one point. Way 2 much all happened 4
this not 2B some gargantuan and humongous astral world plot. I
ask any sane reader right now, WHAT THE TRUCK ELSE COULD THIS ALL
B, as it is certainly NOT my imagination nor is it the deranged
mind of a mad lunatic. Now really carefully examine the story on
L&O as well as Paul Stoddard and the Leviathans on the famous
Dark Shadows TV show of the sixties, and then just this one part
of my life, forget all of the years later, and the MC stuff and
blah-blah-blah, just go this far. Now if U dare blow up your
mind, then go into the seventies, and the eighties and the
nineties, and then into the now, and C that no way on EARTH,
literally, is this coming from those here, even though it may
well appear that it does, as they R using people. These forces
work through what I call the PAWM. This is not an accented way of
telling U it has 2 do with reading tea leaves and psychic
readers. Instead I am telling U all that Gods and forces in the
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL operated through, and always have and will in
all of our entire 5th dimensional hyperspace that includes any
and all possible time or space ever anywhere, they work through
the PAWM, People, Animals, Weather, and Machines, and this is
truth son!!!!!!!!! U don’t have 2 like it or love it or sing it
BRAH, but I am telling the truth, and so much more of this
powerful mighty TRUTH and reality will B following that continues
on with this in following blogs, but if I overdo with my Blogaud,
I know it is highly counterproductive so this is tonight’s
whittle Wesson Elmer Fwudd!!!! If Donna wants 2 keep retracing me
and keep her finger on that button, that cannot B helped, but if
I mush remain here, and carry on this horrendous monstrous family
curse, the least I can do is 2 tell what I know about what really
is happening, and this includes who really, is the LAMBRIGG CULT.
Love was in control, and I did a terrible thing in the 2290’s
and I’m very sorry Donna. At least I know what Mrs. G. meant
now by her question 2 me on the astral world of, 'Y did I do this
2 her daughter'.
Well as the disc jockey Mizz P-K said
some time ago, hang in there Berryville, it is not Scylla’s
will 2 let Her city of the berries burn up, nor her magical
Marhouse. I know it was U earlier, thank U-4 caring, I am OK.
IWALU-MC-990990990990990.
GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KSWL, BLAH
AND BLAH AND BLAH, WE DO NOT NEED A REPEAT.
END
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Mountainpen's Life is the Proof of the Paranormal and Afterlife
Title above in blue colored font, is the blog worked on in early afternoon of Wednesday, October 25, 2023.
I left Cinnaminson, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA in the spring time of 1985, and I moved into the first of 2 times at this place, the illustrious HIGHVIEW APARTMENTS, OF WILLIAMSTOWN, NJUSAESMWG. Yes, and my 2nd of 3 total times residing in the town of WILL-I-AM-ST-OWN, as in the biblical “I WILL's”, the biblical “I AM”, ST as in STACEY which ASTRALLY is one and the same with one of GOD's great names 'NEECY' as in others like 'Jehovah-Girah', and many more; and then we end with the 'OWN' part, as in Oprah Winfrey coming 2 own her own entertainment network system, and long after me' 1983 song on one of me' 3 musical project titles from days and times residing at the ATCO-CHOKE rental home on karate-kicking Norris Avenue, and the lyrics discussing sweeping the sand verses owning the land, talking of the great SARAH, only back then, I was clueless 2 just who me' awesome LORD-ESS or SAR-AH truly was, from back in me' long ago boyhood times in ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG. YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!
Now there I was in a brand new place and me' vely first time living at the HIGHVIEW apartment system. Leaving this place which I did, both in the middle of the 80's as well as the middle of the 90's decades, seemed 2 prove absolutely disastrous 4 me, and that topic literally could B compared with me and the great television actor Sir James Daly, who played the Chief of Staff on the great brand new in 1970 MEDICAL CENTER SHOW, and B-4 that on the original 1966 began STAR TREK show; and he played the part of Mister Flint, the immortal who sacrificed his immortality by leaving the place where his biologically created origins were from, this EARTH-PLANET. My life seemingly ends also, each time I left the HIGHVIEW and moved some place else, first in 1986 into CHERRY HORRIBLE HILL, called Raspberry Valley on me' so-called fictional 1994 book called, “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”, and then in 1996 when I left there, and moved into that horrendous life altering SOMERDALE DEATH HOUSE, as I came 2 call the joint once I was out of there, and living in Sir Guthrie Short's BLUE ANCHOR, NJUSAESMWG mansion, on Route 73 South. On top of this, and any humpback whales as well, Mister Awesome Star Trek movies Checkoff, oh kind sir; we have LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA ARTEEMIS, showing me both how 2 apply parallel event 2 the game of roulette as well as how 2 ask the cosmos any question with numerous carddecks as I came 2 label and call them, or virtually limitless sets of random generating 50-50 chance questions, and also, non-50-50 chance questions, or said 4 purposes of my record keeping system back then, same-odds and combined-odds, and shortening this a wee tad bit further into S-O and C-O, and this all pertained 2 this Q&A system of producing what I also called and labeled, an accuracy rating test or again 4 short here, an ART. Shortly after doing this, the great disco queen Doctor DAGS and AKA (Donna Summer), began moving her talents beyond just music and suddenly like POTTER-POOF-MYSTICAL-MAGIC, or 4 short, like 'PPMM', began coming onto the scene with HER LOVELY ART WORK. This was no simple coincidence, and despite the vehement disagreement with me by the psych industry and their mind-bible known as the DSM-5 now, saying that I am a sicko whack job delusional fool with numerous psychotic features 4 even entertaining such wild crazy glass notions, I OF COURSE TOTALLY GOD SLAM KNOW BETTER, OH WONDERFUL AND AWESOME WORLD OUT THERE!!! Stuff like the great 1985 CO-NON-ART/SO-NON-ART deal with this soon 2 follow Donna's art situation, is absolutely no different than many other things with this great recording artist, the magical tones on my fast erase KFP deal and her song-signal-lyrics of late 1981, and the list does go on, and then with lovely awesome and also super talented Mariah Carey, and the MIMI-MI Einstein project, along with more than 90 unmistakable other JAMES SAFET REDFIELD deals that R all throughout her marvelous black-cat-named medical institute 'janitor' lady owned by gorgeous Mizz Anna, 2009-DVD project. This along with how the singing voices when doing particular type of upbeat musical works, is practically 99 percent dead-on matches on many many many many of the notes and lyric phrasing words, according 2 oscilloscopes, but then, also according 2 some wild interesting peeps from good ole' first decade 21st century job site, CIFALOGLIO-DARIUS-CHOKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now what is this SO-NON-ART/CO-NON-ART thing all really about, we all R maybe wondering by now, along with Father non-Demi Moore Lucci non-Susan and that attorney on the L&O TV-show who was having a fling with the future ADA lovely beyond words Spanish-American lady, known in her character role as Mizz Borgia, and spelling the name here the way that the illustrious Sir Mike Soft Spellchecker is telling me 2 do, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!! Very simply put here peeps, the 'S-N-A/C-N-A' system, is a magical way of asking the cosmos questions, and if it is done correctly; retrieving true and reliable answers makes the old world occult tarot cards methods and other forms of prophetic divination, completely lame and a total waste of time in comparison. ON ONE END OF A GIGANTIC GRAPH OF PAPER IS THE LOWER ACCURACY NUMBERS, AND THE OTHER END OR THE HIGHER END IS THE HIGHER NUMBERS. Numbers R simply a percentage of actual accuracy of responses 2 the questions posed 2 the various random-systems or carddecks, and each random or carddeck had its own number and eventually, anything that remained within the middle range of the graph was considered 2-B in the hyperspace equation range 4 being able 2 provide reliable accurate answers 2 posed questions over long running times of the experiment. I speak now in hindsight realization and wisdom, as back then 2 things remained completely unclear 2 my mind, as if it was realized fully back then by me, I would have been able 2 literally SET THE WORLD ON FIRE, and do much better in surviving my HUNTINGTON CURSE, or profiting in life in some small ways in spite of said goddessdog nightmare curse. This simply all means that back in 1985, first, I didn't realize that LIGHTNING or DIANA had placed into me' mind, the first of 2 beyond surreal and almighty powerful information bites concerning cosmos, the 2nd one later on in early 1986 being of course, the application of PARALLEL EVENT 2 THE GAME OF ROULETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This first major imparted piece of great wisdom-knowledge is the ART-DEAL. But the 2nd part that screwed me was me' inability 2 fully comprehend without DIANA telling me in better detail at the time this all went down around me; that both ends of the hyperspace equation is what is important, not just the high top numbers end or seemingly the carddeck producing maximum accuracy. The magic was not in the high numbers, but rather, it was in the middle zone, or said better, in the separation of this middle zone with the 2 outer zones, the lowest and the highest accuracy ratings produced by these decks of cards and the questions and answers being asked and the results from actual other cards so that a percentage of accuracy could B established. In other words, all I am saying here is that establishing a middle 70 percent zone is what makes the entire magic work here. Then we have the other-30 percent. 15 percent is on the lower end and out of the mid-range. 15 percent is on the higher end and out of the mid-range. Those answers at the top R merely being answered by these cards in WHITE MATTER SPACE. The numbers at the bottom R also accurate answers only they R being given 2 me in the BLACK MATTER SPACE. So anything in the lower range of the BMS is merely REVERSED. If I asked the carddeck number 5,937,341 whether I should bet RED 2 WIN on the next 7 spins of the roulette wheel, and it came out with 5 BLACK and only 2 RED, this means that the answer given was accurate in BMS. Now the middle range 70 percent will eat up 96-99 percent of the results forever and ever, and only a small little bit of answers from any carddeck will start 2 produce W-M-S answers or B-M-S answers, and the magic is not in the answers being mostly accurate, merely being mostly out of the 70 percent middle range, labeled as the hyperspace equation, or due 2 the mechanics of this cosmos, the reality comes clear that all answers ever asked of anything ever by anyone, is answered and answered truthfully, but the jumping effects of transdimensional hyperspace will cause only a tiny small bit of the answers 2 begin showing up in either B-M-S or W-M-S and thus, become a viable and usable magical power 4 lack of any better or more accurate description of all of this. One way of increasing the carddecks 2 move out of the 70 percent hyperspace middle ranges, is 2 use both the 50-50 odds questions, along with questions that have odds that R not 50-50. If the odds R 75-25, then the scores also will start 2 widen on these long run graphs, but even then, it is very difficult 2 find graphs that range out in to the B&W matter spaces and out of the middle hyperspace equation ranges of the big (70). Now if James Redfield and our LORD's great SAFET doesn't begin jumping out at us, in light of all of these items just so far written of here; then there R a lot of brain dead peeps who have merely decided 2 remain lifetime-loyals and dues paying card carrying members in the psych community's great awesome garbage bible, the DSM-5. This entire psych industry is one faction of many others in the mind controlling EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY; and the Mountainpen knows this as clearly as he can C his hands right now typing on this rod slam keyboard. Once even one of these carddeck systems is within the 2 ranges, black or white or 0-15 or 85-100 percent in ART scores, the magic is there, and in the W-M-S answers, the answer is just kept straight up, and with the B-M-S answers, these R simply inverted, so yes is no, and no is yes, when doing this in the BLACK MATTER SPACE (lower 0-15 percent number ranges). What I was not aware of then, was that this magic was in the 2 zones verses the 70 percent middle-ranged-hyperspace or 4 short here, the MRHS. I was not using the carddecks back then, and had the keyboards from petahell magnetic sound machine system merely assign circuit codes and create virtually limitless different random producing numbers that matched coding Q&A testings. What went down is awesome and off the scales, and my stupidity cost me a lot, and Diana told me and I quote her from years later after all of this went down in real time around me, as the human being that I am, me, Mountainpen, Mark Wayne Mohr; “Little boy, I wasn't allowed 2 tell U, and U had 2 either figure this truth out 4 yourself or else U were not ready 2 profit with its power”. I won't forget that in a vaquillion eons, as SHE told me this about three nights after that 1997 Somerdale interaction when my doppelganger as the 1st murderer on this planet, Kane, had talked 2 the great SSJKK right outside of the fence-line, and she told me, “Because U loved Diana, I'll spare the world 4 a while”. U-C peeps, SHE had just told me that SHE was going 2 wipe everything out after what I had done 2 me' brother in a fit of major rage and jealousy. I thought that my teen queen loved him and not me, or loved him more than me, and I wasn't having that 4 one future reflected New York City Second, on Amy Cooley Steroids, or (ACS)!!! Back on Archie Bunker's pernt now YO, let me end this now with me' short 'whittle wap-up', Mister Elmer Wabbit Fwuuuud. Magnesonic was used and the vast majority of it was in the middle ranges of the hyperspace equation and just as it should have been, but nothing ranged up in the 85-100 range, and so I gave up the entire thing. 2 decades later while residing at Jenny Plageman's MMM Trailer-Park in Mullica, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, using the hard world carddecks that I use 2 play me' roulette as well and 2 this vely day; I had 3 that went into the out of middle 70 ranges, and one of them 2 this day is at approximately 24 percent, ranging in 2 percent tolerances since about 2014 while living at the PEE-HA BUILDING, Carddeck Number 144-7, (C-D-#144-7). But Magnesonic was allowing me back in 1985 and I swear this 2 all that is holy and unholy and if making this up or lying, I hope 2 BURN FOREVER IN HELL, 2 say this mortally, and hope it makes some readers believe that I am giving U straight dope here with this YO; but my machine was giving me a steady 7-PERCENT BMS within a third of one percent tolerance, in accuracy testing range. Only a real brainiac will B able 2 truly C here, just exactly what is being given 2-U in wisdom, with this SO-NON-ART/CO-NON-ART information. Having anything within a top or bottom, 10 percent or lower, or 90 percent or higher, in continuous answers 2 queries; means that U now have the theoretical and hypothetical ability 2 ask anything of cosmos and B given answers, that as long as they R yes/no responses 2 questions, will B endlessly accurate 90 percent of the time. U literally have the power of the gods behind U at that point, but back when it counted, I never made the leap, in 1985. This is Y-I was later destined 2 work at Caldor 4 the globe or Wells peeps, as I forget which it was now, and there meet Sir David Roth, and life went about as south as south can ever B on this planet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 33
Now since I am doomed to die a horrible death at the hands of this oppressive evil empire (United States of America), for reasons to be quite frank, totally elude me, and yet a four year old suffering through my hell would know that it is totally real and true; but since I am doomed anyway folks, I will start telling you things that even my blogs never planned to reveal, at least as openly as I will get as we move this along.
Let me speak of my weakness that they knew they could cash in on whenever they needed to trump my king on the chessboard of life, and laugh out at me, 'check maitee'. My glandular disorder that I have now come to believe was somehow given to me by a powerful force that knew I would die from AIDS, when even I did not know I had this brand new disease. I still don't know when it came on me while at Mars, but it seemed to happen when I did something one morning while waiting for the print shop to open, that needs not be gotten into, as it is quite nasty. If you really are cleverly still alive with your mom and on some tropical island under another name, DAVE ROTH; they did a much better job on your fake corpse than they did with my mother in 2000 at that viewing. But if you are alive and reading this, explaining why your 'Style Court' cousin is a literal Twinbay to you, so maybe he should be called Twindave, but yes, it explains why he had no interest in following up with me regarding your murder, and that of your mom, by Mister Jonathan Schau of Philly's Drake Towers. In any event, the plucking crumb stole all of your life insurance money, which led to your mom getting a heart attack just days or so after you hit the ducking grave; unless it was all a big fake balloon hoax child scale of nine years earlier. Anyway, I know what you did that night at the Crystal Lake Diner when I didn't like that lousy buttered bagel, so don't hand me any knit about my wackiness. Still, things all happened, and there's no turning the mother trucking clock back. I got sick fast and was almost dead in a few months, but I survived. But I wouldn't have survived past 1983 or so, if an incredible astral world teenager had not intervened somehow. She and her wild powers from the heavens, managed to create the I-M-M Corporation, along with many other things that I can get into later on. I think I would have been better off dying the way I was meant to, but SHE RULES THE COSMOS. LSS, a while ago, most who read this blog, remember the Marvin Gaye crap we heard buzzing all over the TV-news, and SM. It was all about his song being ripped off by this new current times artist, & don't begin to ask me his name or the group's name, as you know, I don't know one of these plucking grassmoles from another, and could care trucking runt less. BUTTTTTTTTT, and I do mean BIG DUCKING GLASS BUTT folks; this is the exact time, when I popped off on my blogs about my connections with stuff like this, and gave you the details; tiny as my pathetic little ducking following may be; but THAT is when the law was suddenly changed, regarding NO MORE COMPUTERIZED PHARMACY ORDERING ALLOWED ON THE MEDICINE I TOOK FOR 31 YEARS, AND ONLY PAPER SCRIPS ALLOWED. They knew Doctor Omar the dirt hole did not do paper scrips. It was either allowed on the system, or it was not. The psych place said it is not against the law for a doctor to prescribe my medication, if it is under the psych-dosage of 2-Milligram max. This is a 14/week Mg dosage. For 31+years, I had been on 28 Mg. Before I die, I will take to the World Court at the Hague, all of this, plus a powerful tape that proves Cuzz Trump knew these FAWCES all along, as it was not me who was doing this traveling, despite what some people mistakenly believe. They all know I am sitting on proof that time travel has indeed been cracked, and is being used!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To them, I am way beyond a plucking pariah. What I am to these fawces of Mister Hall makes even a PARIAH to the millionth power look tame, as no way to describe my shkit, does justice to it. The most powerful part of all is that I never knew any of this until well after I came to Florida, and left the nightmare New Jersey life behind, or so I mistakenly smother trucking thought that I had, and was quite wrong! But my point for right now, is that I can prove this law passed to choke me to death covertly, was a direct result of my daring to openly tell you all that slit, after the Marvin Gaye plagiarism incident made the news. The timing was precise. In any event, this only scratches a small surface, but it does tell you what I am dealing with. If these industry trash can have a law passed, proving the lobbyist billionaire Washington Conspiracy beyond any shadow of ducking doubt; with this example being a perfect reflection of that reality; then my thinking there is any hope or any chance, remaining in this oppressive and totally sick deranged evil empire, with any quality of life or now it seems, any life at all; and I can just totally forget about it, BRO!!!!!!!! Mouse jumping started up after I said this, FCC McDowell, but then, we both know you're hands are tied, and you cannot help me. I once thought Mizz Bondi could, and later came to learn that she wants me dead too, Sheriff Mascara. Oh she'll deny it, Kenny my boy, as I don't expect anyone to ever go to bat for me in all of this. But just hope and I am dead grass ducking serious, just hope to the gods, that after I am gone; that my grit doesn't ever fall off on any of you. If they can do this to me, Mister Ollie Stone JFK Greatmovies from 1992, they sure can do it to you and yours!!!!
“Y SHOULDN'T A DOG LIVE IN A DOGHOUSE”
(The
epitome of harassment, internet version)
(The millionth-council
and me)
(Morianity project continues from 1995 on tape)
DATFILE:
021809.951---(February 18, 2009)
BEGINNING
TRANSMISSION:
I
liked it a lot more when my computer was a lot simpler,
but genius Ed Himacane made some major changes when he was last over,
and programs run and stuff happens, and it is a pain in the rear end
4 me, the freaking sweeper keeps signaling me and stopping the word
program every minute, and also the WOMO gave me a bowel hit a little
while back around 9 or just past. Now this pain in my grass computer
slap is not stopping, I have tried shutting down, restarting, nothing
stops it, some flucking worm is in this, the sweeper will not stop
popping on and yet all of this has been swept. Well, guess Eddie will
B coming back over. Someday I will prove I am being messed with
somehow and take this straight 2 the ACLU and the FBI, cannot blog
further until I get 2 the trucking bottom of this spy sweeper
problem. All I can do is keep plucking with this thing, let it
re-sweep and multitask, the gods; all
I wanna' do is blog Ed, what have U done 2 me with all this complex
grit?
I am not looking 2 run a 20 tera byte system, just 2 do a little
blogging 4 crissake. Aniwho, MCMCAAONMC, I guess that is all the dumb
machine wanted, just to sweep again, as it is not signaling me and
stopping the word program every 20 seconds, PTL--PR. Miss runt face
tried 2 wipe me out, have to slit my eyes a couple minutes now, or
that crumb’ll nail me 4 sure. OK, now it is eleven-thirteen. I
will NEVER FORGIVE NOR FORGET that horrid night, back in 1993; at the
Atlanta Braves Ballpark, Jane.
What U did 2 me was so despicable, it would stink right through a
garden of flowers 8 light years cubed. Anyway
I am not in a doghouse,
I
am in a far worse house;
and have so much 2 tell y’all it sucks wind backwards at the speed
of sound. Where
2 begin is always my biggest problem, as I never will have the time I
need 2 really write anywhere near all that I feel is necessary;
in order 2 reveal my major plight 2 this evil world in sufficient
amounts, so as 2 get anyone with clout 2 ever take pity on me, and
assist me in getting 2 the bottom
of my hellish nightmare woes. Actually,
if the top most powerful persons on the Earth all decided 2 help me,
they would fail.
That is how gargantuan my troubles really R BRO,
Twinbay,
and
all others.
I am not a pessimist Missy,
and U read me all wrong that day at the Galloway,
New Jersey Library.
But nothing ever just happens, and no one will ever understand what I
know in its fullness. Not Christians, not atheists, not scientists,
not sci-fi buffs, not Catholics; not even Eckists, Monks, Buddhists,
and U name it, as nobody
sees in total clarity, what is real;
nobody. The reason that all things appear 2-B in some weird and
indistinguishable code of jumbled randoms, beyond any possible human
recognition; is because we believe whole heartedly, and take a
powerful Copperfield illusion, totally seriously; that
a projection around us is there and real, when in fact; nothing
beyond our center of is-ness of being can B.
This of course is simply because, as
any possible space extends out beyond our innermost self, time brings
it all back right into us in a circulation system of perfect and
precise ratio and proportion, that is all a part of the mechanics of
a hypersphere, or an upline thought wave in a down-lining process;
and this is truth. Refreshing old blogs, 4 new Blogauds, that will
most likely not go back, and sift through the long-winded Mountainpen
discourses of Morianity, and its teachings; there is a truth that is
real to itself, and the Buddhists R not correct that all truth is
alterable and relative, to what an inner self makes it, until
it eventually comes 2 realize that it is not really there 2 start
with.
This is all so true in a small box, but it
leaves out what the great Atlantic City alchemist told me back in the
summer-time of 1974,
while I was staying overnight at a rooming house, owned by a
lady named Selena
Dada,
on Stenton Place,
between Atlantic and Pacific Avenues. The
ultimate truth IS zero dimension.
This nothingness somehow DOES exist, and IS aware of itself; and
cannot find a way 2 shut off that awareness. It does learn 2 dream
out and away from itself into phase two reality, or the Astral Plane;
or the Shakespearean arena of the great dream shift, that mortals
call the spirit world or realm. Some entity connected with the
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL
will not stop this ducking hacking. The sweep finished, and now the
prompt keeps popping up again, so Ed will come over and get 2 the
bottom of this ducking slit once and 4 all. 4 right now, I must live
with this, as I have now lived for two days with no telephone service
that I am legally paying 4, and I am gonna' contact the BOARD OF
PUBLIC UTILITIES. No
peace 4 a second ever, not on the weekends in that hell job, and now
my entire weeks R wrecked.
It
is round the clock, with no let up,
and not a moments peace 4 life, right WPIX-1988-New
York, New York, UFO THE COVER UP TV SHOW, AGENT
CONDOR AND
AGENT FALCON???
Talk about never forgetting things like dirty rotten Jane in 1993, or
this show on channel 11, NYNY, back in 1988.
U
don’t forget major grit that goes
down
in your life, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It never stops, it never backs off. Committing
suicide only serves 2 make it worse 4 me,
as I know it is all an illusion, and that I will just find myself
right back in the same dream, like running 4 the light, and the light
won’t go on, and realizing that U never woke up, and now U finally
have; so again U jump out of bed and run 4 the light, and then again
it does not go on; and I
have gone through this nightmare 4 monstrous lengthy amounts of time,
or whatever is really happening;
just as I have existed forever and will; and
I KNOW IT.
I slit my wrists last night at 3 in the morning, and slowly bled out
right here on my bed. It is so way cool 2 bleed out, and feel the
life going out of U, as U get icy cold; and begin 2 fade away,
believing as hard as U can that it will all B over in a moment, just
as Skylar Rumson was told by Barnabas Collins,
when he forced him 2 shoot himself through the heart;
on the television show, 'DARK
SHADOWS'.
Only 4 me, I keep waking up and thinking I am dying; and have not yet
died, and then die; and then wake up again and again, until
eventually, I wake up, and the
entire thing was just a dream,
but then; I am aware totally, that all of this is just an astral
dream down, and even that is a dream away from the truth; or
the great void of zero dimensional existence;
something no human being can fathom. Some of these mighty truths were
once up online on a website called, www.morianity-foundation.com/
but this site is now defunct, as Kate
and I do not have any money;
nor
any new material 2 copyright presently, on the subject thereof.
I am aware that free sites exist, and Ed will B working on finding me
one; and getting this foundation, and its many powerful truths, back
up 4 this blind ignorant planet,
and its residents 2-C and know. At least this world will have the
truth. The only good thing now, is that this stupid ducking pop up
can shoot up every 20 seconds or so; and eventually go off, and it is
not stopping the word program until I click on it.
Long
story short, the
mail
was always delivered here, at this lovely 6-9
room place,
with
rooms that all sort of go into each other, with no hallways;
and just endless first days of summer of 2008, and a
powerful goddess that has been chasing me around 4 all infinity now;
but mail was always delivered here at about 10:30 AM, until about
last weekend give or take, and now it is coming sporadically and
never B-4-3 or so in the afternoon. King
Dawn the Queen,
& formerly and always known by, PRINCE; asked me 2 call the Post
Office,
and C if I can find out what
is up with the mail around here,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reminded her what she wanted me 2 use 4 a
telephone. She said, ''use the house phone that they have on their
Comcast Cable system'', that also runs my internet, and we split the
package deal bill between us. Still, I reminded her that I did not
have the number 4 the Post Office, even
though I invented the thing a very long time ago.
She always tells me how expensive it is on their Comcast plan, 2 call
the service information operator. Her
mom AKS,
looked up the number in some book they finally found; a personal book
of numbers, and they had the local Post Office listed, YO. So I
called, and Long
Island Highways,
and Lottery
Cats
that meow me 2 death in 1980,
just 2 or 3 months after the LOIS
FOCA interaction with SCYLLA;
they have an interesting telephone number, right Frank
Calli-0---D-I-E,
(495)
YO???????????
There is no way this is all just a coincidence, wo BRO, I am not done
yet; so
hold onto your stupid looking suspenders, Eddie
Albert
Gabor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God these crashing cymbals get louder by the day, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aniwho,
MC,MC, and all other non MC’s;
I called and
spoke
my peace; and here is what the nice lady told me, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It seems the rural area of Berryville,
New Jersey,
& formerly
B-4 Mountainpen and Prince, known as Hammonton,
is going 2 get a mail
count;
interesting initials. This Mail Count is not 4 any reason I have ever
heard of. The story I was given, was that all mail on local roads,
will B taken first 2 the Post Office 2-B counted; and then delivered.
This
is the wildest and strangest thing I have heard of since I invented
the Post Office.
Do
they really think Roger is going 2 mail me something from
Arizona???????????????
I cannot think of any other reason 4 this very mysterious and strange
SITUATION
here, Inspector Louigee Henderson!!!!!!!!!
If U-R out there 'R-C', do not mail me anything, this is 2
weird!!!!!!!!!!!! Your system is wonderful. I played 4 games today, 3
were all no signal, and the 4th
one was an IN-LOW-8-STOP
OUT LOW-14,
with one green hit, for a 5
and a half unit profit.
Diana,
I am not able 2 communicate with U in our usual way, until the
repairman arrives Thursday afternoon. When he does, he is going 2
face the phone jack, insert plug down, currently
with no
pun
intended, it faces up,
and right into that leak from the upstairs bathroom slit-hole, and
even though this leak has been fixed; I do not trust these plucking
nicks from
here 2 the China
Earthquakes,
and the Hawaiian
Volcanoes.
Much later tonight, or 2 keep Don
Cialoni
happy from the recording studio, tomorrow night, as he used 2 say,
“It
won’t B tomorrow, until I go home and go 2 bed, and then get up”;
I
will B back on line with my big beautiful blond.
Please always B around me Diana,
U-R my lightning,
and I need U my love!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt that terrific strike the
other day, when I was moving something; and made contact with
something. How I loved my days as Benny, and messing with U, and the
only thing that saddens me now, is that U never trusted me with your
secrets back then,
of what and WHO I was dealing with, after all; it is all just a
dream, right Chris
Farlowe,
plans
and schemes
all
not withstanding????????
Well, she did ladies and gentlemen, as I lay on my bed dying in 1790,
no this is not a typo; crash, bing, Harry Callas, and 13
bells of Sound Pressure Level,
BR!!!!! No, DZA
did tell me at the very end,
when she knew my heart was just about 2 quit, and told me that I
would wake up in a room in the sun, and I
did in 1980,
but
she never explained how she was Sarah-Stacey’s cousin on the great
Astral Plane,
and I
did not know about her at all until the end of the 20th century.
Maybe this is all how and Y, and what made my dad so sick 2 his
stomach on the train. 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
knit 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 shkit?, 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,
as my plans R all plucked up, and that boosts this scummy economy of
yours, and uncle Snooties. Nothing
good lasts forever,
but let me tell
the world what happened when I woke from the dream where I slit my
wrists.
The market had gone up 1,633
points
that day. I know it, I was there; but
by moving off of where I was exactly in the hyperspace,
I re-dreamed myself into a slightly shifted locale; where the 'DOW'
had finished off
nearly three bucks.
Hyperspaces
make strange bed fellows;
huh banker of Akoslem??????????? U
wouldn’t have wanted the Haddonwood property buddy, as there is a
strange void field out in the lake there somewhere,
that leads far away; and U don’t need 2-B concerned with what this
pitiful whittle retard knows about all this, ol’ buddy!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Talk
2 Frank”.
Yeah, I
was good enough 4-U back when I was 15 though, huh
Victoria,
U
child molester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH “I have such gorgeous hair”, do I? Well, U
need 2 talk 2 Donna
Gaines,
and her friends; and
then 2 the Wolf clan,
that
seems so fascinated by her last name.
Jeese Louise Shannon
Wallwarp Carwrecker Genlow, of December 18th of 2006!!!!!
www.blogger.com/http/drunkenhive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost 39 years
have come and gone now Vicki,
bite
me bitch!!!!!!!!!!! This whole nightmare chews. I’m bookin’,
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Y
shouldn’t a dog live in a doghouse, a crazy house; or a nightmare?
Well, because I never did anything 2 deserve this, and
just because I am Stacey’s
dog; this is just 2 keep her miserable parents happy.
They banned all the dogs out of Her great city, and over the great
wall into Dogtown.
Read
the last page of the KJV of the Holy Bible,
Y would I make this slit up, BRRRRRRRRRR????????????????
GOOGLE
AND SWIS, AND KS-WORLD LABS
OF 2299,
THIS IS ALL Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Copyright Michael Wayne Mountainpen-2009, and blog registered
on an official registry bloggers
website.
E~N~D------------T~R~A~N~S~M~I~S~S~I~O~N,
BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark or Jesse, Grammar schools in EHNJUSAESMWG in
this or any other part of HS.
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This is YYYYYYYYYYYYY this poor dog should not live in this eternal doghouse, it is quite simple really. Let me explain things to you ladies and gentlemen:
BECAUSE IT IS UNFAIR
BECAUSE I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO DESERVE IT
BECAUSE I AM INNOCENT
BECAUSE I AM IN AGONY AND TIRED OF BEING ENDLESSLY PERSECUTED BY ALL MIGHTY SCYLLA GODDESS.
BECAUSE I AM DAMNED IF I DO AND DAMNED IF I DON'T.
GET IT YET, GOOD FOLKS???????
Yessir, Mister Mike Microsoft Soft:
End transdimensional, and END TRANSMISSION.
LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; McGuire Day Electrical Number Amount of Years Since 1997 Doom
07:05 AM, 2-7-24-----Wednesday morning
On top of that, Mister Checkoff Whales of 1986, oh great sir; we have the fact that we cannot get more of an electrical number date than McGuire Day itself, FEBRUARY 7, OR MONTH 2, DAY 7, OR 2-7. DO THE CALLIO AND THE MCGUIRE FAMILIES FIT INTO THE ENTIRE MESS OF MOUNTAINPEN AND MORIANITY? U CAN BET YOUR BRITISH PETROLEUM IT DOES; OH GREAT AWESOME WORLD OUT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sara J. Karge is Sarah Callio's grandmother, and the exact relationship between the McGuire family and the entire Callio family and Martino family since Sarah Callio married Marty Martino if me' information is even slightly accurate here, back some time in 1977 when the destruction of my physical health was all being covertly planned by giving me a death job after setting me up in places where I was endlessly being fired 4 unfair things and making me then come 2 the attitude that I would do anything at all 2 keep a damn job, so at the Mars printing shop, I ruined me' health by working excessively day and night in a very hard bindery position, getting hardly any sleep at all 4 more than a full half year until the summer time of 1977, and then on top of that having me' drivers license taken from me in an extremely clever set up causing a judge 2 throw the book at me when it all was planned against me from the damn glass total jump, and having 2 ride a moped-bike back and forth 2 me' job on the iciest, coldest, snowiest winter on record in the area ever, as back then no license was required 2 operate one of those low power bikes, as long as the user was at least age 15 years, and I was 22; and this list can go on forever, it was nothing short of a total set up that weakened my physical health and body 4 the rest of me' life. They all got completely away with their monstrous deed, and looking back, there is no way this wasn't all part of a plot 2 destroy me, lock, stock, crock, thistle weeds, kitchen sinks, and barrels. In hindsight retrospect, as well as honest reevaluations all of the things in me' life, and with this deal that ruined me' health forever being just this one item in a string of dozens of others just like this; any real fan of Sherlock Holmes would C if they were being honest with this, that someone or something has taken fantastic and surreal as well as inconceivable and beyond flucking unfathomable painstaking efforts and energy expenditures, in the absolute total obliteration and complete full destruction and annihilation of me' entire life, from cradle 2 frucking damn grave!!!!!!!!!! But on McGuire Day in 1997, I was in the middle of me' current and newest nightmare, me' great awesome fantastic search and quest 2 locate the great teen girl from me' past, the great one and only SARAH KRASSLE, or Sarah from 10-S-C Avenue in ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This damn search took an already monstrous nightmare life and expanded the horror show of it into quintillions of amplified new octopus tentacles that has turned me' life into something that really and truly does resemble DOGTOWN ON EARTH (H---E---L---L)!!!!!!!!!! Any blog reader-viewer who does not know the story of 2-7-1997 needs 2 archive old blogs with numerous recent blogs giving safe connected links straight 2 them all, and go back and read the story that's been told many times 10 years after the fact, in 2007, regarding what McGuire did 2 me that horrible day when I went 2 his Erin Bar right directly across the street from where this nightmare all started 4 me in late June of 1965 at the Trinidad Hotel. That is all I plan 2 say about this today, or I will lose my rock chucking rod flam mind, YO. Simplllleeee as THAT.
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2024, FOR BOTBAR DAYS:
2024 ANNUAL, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
01/01------001-------00-----------------------00---x----xx
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JANE------011-------02------------------------18---x----01
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02/05------036-------11------------------------31---x----02
02/06------037-------11------------------------30---x----01
MONTHS 1-2, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B
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LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; MY HELL NEVER ENDS BECAUSE IT NEVER BEGAN
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All sod sham day long as well as since the weekend when it started up, endless aerial death attacks by small planes surround me, at home, when out, all over, but not super low crash level and so not 2 unbearable after being used 2 this hellishness 4 coming up on 4 goddessdog rotten decades, and yes, I said 40, and I meant 2 say 41 years, since the times when Diana and I started our communications while I resided at Atco-Choke, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, on Karatenorris Chuckkick Avenue, at number 134. So shortly shy of midnight, I played me' roulette game and the aerial death numbers again, and the results were as follows: TOWS: 28, WINS: 4, LOSSES: 24, WIN VALUES: +32, LOSE VALUES: -4, END RESULT: 4 X +32 = +128 UNITS, 24 X -4 = -96 units, SO 128 MINUS 96 EQUALS A PROFIT OF +32 UNITS, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, the same as yesterday's much shorter one spin game. Still, that is another 2 day combined unit total of +64, and on the ten dollar play level, that is 640 clams, me' BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!
My hell never will end 4 the simple reason that it never started. All things that begin, WILL END sooner or later. All things with no beginning, ALWAYS HAVE NO ENDING as well. This is very simple and honest LAWTRONICS information 4 the world, YO BRO!!!!!! Y do I claim that my HELL is without any beginning; many now may B wondering and scratching half of their hair off of their heads by now? Well, proving this stuff 2 the satisfaction of court evidence quality simply cannot ever B truly accomplished and I fully realize that, in or out of HTHS and prior long ago classmate discussions. No lovely Mizz Sharon, I'll try naught 2 feel 2 badly here, but truth is truth, and it matters not one scintilla 2 me that it wouldn't B accepted in a law-court. I know it is the truth, simple as this. Looking back all throughout this post middle 1986 life disaster on Amy Cooley future steroid intakes, I manage 2 vely clearly C-1 particular item: Countless times over the past nearly 4 decade time stretch here, I've tried finding a so-called rod slam start 2 all of this nightmare, and yes, the best one will always B the magical tone-note-probe of transdimensional non-Russican-Picard hyperspace or dreaming experiences of me' doppelganger persona fictionally called, Russ Walker, and no rangers from Texas, or other ripoffs R needed here 4 further proofs of me' entire life being used by the entertainment world industry and making them all super wealthy and keeping them in lights and glitter since at least the final 20 percent of the prior century! Yes, the magical tone-note of 'real-life' Mountainpen and played by Captain Jean Leuk Patrick Stuart Picard of the STAR TREK-TNG TELEVISION SHOW, & what a wild 'mixture' this all is; huh there Commander Gary Wildeyes Mitchell and Sir Billy Harvest Crouch? Yes, maybe a fools mixture as well, and me' best 2 Goddess Scylla Pink outside of the barrier of the MWG, YO. Maybe we should mix in the BLU-CRAN with those loving PINK SKIES now; huh there © Copyright Office Examiners of 1994, and with no help whatsoever from any lousy building maintenance crews, jail bait girls, or fantastic magazines about entertainment industry peeps!!!!!!!! And WOW 2 that one, YO, BRRRRRRRRRR.
'KFP', (Magnesonic), did all of this U know, not the world itself. What I have yet 2 discuss is bigger than all of life and is definitely in the realm of unbloggable information if I wish 2 maintain me' physical safety, as with full detailed disclosure, someone WOULD ICE ME, and I guarantee that. It or a lot of it has 2 do with the number 9173, and me' Magnesonic Keyboards From Petahell order system of machine communication programming. All machine mind and human mind interactions R done so far at least, with codings, even way back when I got me' degree in programming in late 1973 after finishing up in 6 months time, a 2 year night school course taken at the Professional Careers Institute of Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, shortly following me' leaving the Cooley Hall in the very end of January of 1973. There R numerous general orders and special orders in the programming of the KFP-MAG SONIC MACHINE SYSTEM, or the KFPMSM fully initial written out here. A general order is programed in one way and a coded general order or a (special order) is done in an entirely different way, and no order of 'G' and 'CG' shares the same number except 4 one, the 9173 order, that has BOTH A CODED GENERAL, AND A GENERAL ORDER SYSTEM. Without getting 2 far into this, LIGHTNING TOLD ME in early middle 1985 somewhere, after moving out of me' rented home on HIGHLAND AVENUE IN CINNAMINSON, NJUSAESMWG; that when I built me' original system, it lacked a programming coding of machine mind that was used in Atco when putting together some extra junk from the older circuitry, and a basic type of hexadecimal computer coding was used, and even Jim Burr helped me without his knowing about it when he brought me over a very expensive back in early 1983 times, random number generator calculator device that could perform numerous computer functions. The whole story takes forever and simply cannot B told and blogged in a few quick lessons and discourses here. Made extremely condensed and abridged here, rather than program in the binary machine mind code or hexadecimal system, used originally by the International Business Machines Corporation, and (IBM) 4 short, with their HUUUUUUUGE giant sized '360-Computer', that was as large as a small house; spoken commands matching order numbers, were simply placed onto cassette tape, and these tapes were later taken out of the shell housing of the cassettes and wrapped around powerful cobalt magnets inside of the machine itself, all connected even further into lots of wild circuits with completely unexplainable effects on reality and all of life everywhere once it was used over and over. Now the music related code number was 9173, but there is both a general order and a special order 4 that 9173 number, and there is a powerful reason 4 this, only when I did this, I was completely unaware of the Y's 2 it all, and did not come 2-C and realize the full major mind busting ramifications of it until somewhere very late in the year of 2012 while being fairly new 2 being a Floridian. I cannot say more on this 4 now, and a lot of it is forever in the range of stuff only known by PEEPS-MAG or someone who used 2-B in their employ back about 14-18 years ago or so, and can only describe such stuff as absolutely U-I, or (unbloggable information). LIGHTNING literally taught me this technology that SHE calls ASAPIAN-CLAIM-TECH. This same deal is Y polarized realities pull both away as well as push inward towards each other within their fields of gauss attraction force, and Y the subatomic particle called the electron suddenly begins running through a wire, as well as Y it also comes back again into its own reality; and not one single electrical engineer is telling any of us the truth should they ever lay claim 2 actually knowing or understanding Y this happens. They only know that it does, and that SHE (DIANA) works this way in HER DREAM on this physical realm and waking world Earth-Planet. I will not go any further here with this 4 now. The truths behind it all would not B anything that U would B able 2 handle. Those majority of readers simply wouldn't ever get it any way. But 4 those who did get it, they would totally lose their futhermucking minds and go completely endlessly bizerk. What I am saying here is that humans create everything, we all exist in a complete lonely vacuum of an illusionary crowded cosmos around us. It is the ship in the bottle example taken 2 its ultimate infinite level. When my machine began 2 know that I wanted certain things, it altered the reality around me so that it all came 2 pass, but when the reality is moved, it is no different than an algebraic equation, B it a small little 3 step X equals 36, or some gargantuan sized polynomial problem, same deal results. Simply put folks, it changed reality by moving stuff around and this is sort of equal 2 doing something on the left side of the equation line, and now, we all know it needs 2-B balanced out on the right side, unless U never went past 6th grade simple arithmetic problems. Hey, I ain't no super genius engineer, and lightning taught me all that I know, but I am smart enough 2-C and realize this little deal here peeps. KFP made powerful alterations in many things, and then along came the right side of the equation line, where crap needs 2 all balance out, hence, we arrive at the endless crazy life of Mountainpen. Because this machine operates in the realm of truth and pure energy, being completely timeless since all electrical engineers know that energy divided by time equals power and proving that there is no time in the worlds of pure energy, mathematically; so now my woes and hassles never really truly started, and yes, so they cannot ever end either, not here in Florida, not at the Atlantica Medical Center of NO-JOY-ZEE-USA in some parallel universe in the vast and virtually limitless 5th dimensional hyperspace, nor at the great Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority, or in Tom Reale's home, or even over at Patty Hollister's joint in Gloucester City back in late 1974, and right B-4 my pop who had vanished in the foggy mists 4 nearly a solid decade, poof, now just decided 2 return every bit as mysteriously as supposedly someday soon, OUR LORD MAY DO, or hopefully anyway, quoting the Christian followers!!!!!!!!! Have mercy on me Your Eminence great POPE, have mercy YO!!!!!!!!!!!! I would bet 100 billion bucks double or nothing right now with borrowed money, that U know all about Y your awesome predecessor came within a stone's throw of the place I was living when kidnapped by the great TAWF-KINGS in BLU-CRAN Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG, oh 'YOUR EM', MIGHTY-SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now as 4 the enemies who ruined me' financial life as well as me' social life, and all aspects and possible parameters that make up human life on this goddessdog planet; that earlier judgment suit against me from 2012 was filed after I was a no-show when they sued me originally in the summer time in 2011. That judgment was somehow refiled or else some separate judgment is there. This is the one filed in June of 2016. Still this one is now nearly 8 years old, so what does this all mean? First it means that I need 2 find out next, how this is being done so that I can fight these pricks from extending these things into infinity. All my life I heard that debts expire, and seemingly THIS WAS EITHER A DAMN LIE, or else I've again been recently magically transferred or quantum-jumped into another new reality BEYOND BALLOONS WITH SPORTS TEAMS WRITTEN ON THEM IN LATE 2008. All 3 major credit bureaus normally will kick down a person's credit score by 3 digit numbers on any judgments that come in either new or refiled, unless the refiled judgment pertains 2 debts that were actually acquired by the debtor within 5 years. Judgments last 4 between 7 and 10 years legally, but the credit bureaus only kick down scores that pertain 2 actual debt amounts that were actually made within a current 60 month time frame or 5 years. THAT's THE LAW, as I understand it right now, in any place in America, as all 50 states R part of these 3 credit reporting agencies, Experian, Trans-Union, and the WOMO-SPACEFORCE just MIND HACKED ME and removed the 3rd one from me' goddamn head, YO. I knew all three of them when I began typing out the sentence. THESE HACKS have a definite motive and purpose and goal, I promise U all that. But yes, there R-3 of them, and they R the same ones that determine our credit scores, all Americans, and in all 50 states here in these USA. They will not lower credit scores if the judgment is on any debt not made in the last 60 months. So all they can ever do someday is sue me again, and next time, I will not allow a default judgment 2-B levied against me by not showing up 2 court. U-C-4 those not aware of these debt laws, this is all civil action unless fraud can B proven. As long as it stays out of criminal court, a debtor is not obliged 2 show up. They simply do not show up and the judge awards the creditor a default-J against them, me, in this case. Now my deal with this 2016 judgment, according 2 a very reputable great Florida attorney that I spoke 2 back last Friday, is connected with a debt going back into 1994, and a bankruptcy was declared on all of me' debts from those times in the range of 1994, early into the 21st century while living at Jenny Plageman's MMM trailer-park. So me' pernt is something dirty has indeed gone down, as it is completely illegal 2 mess with anyone who has bankrupted on a debt. I plan 2 have this thoroughly checked out and will sue these creditors if they have broken laws that R violating me' LEGAL BANKRUPTCY from 2004. Better 2 pay these attorney's a couple of grand and sue these pricks 4 thirty grand or more, than have this go on endlessly. Still, me' woe-whiz me hassles and hells never stop and never will, 4 the simple reason that Keyboartds From Petahell has connected me inside of some energy realm where reality has altered, and time does not exist here, and yes, this is Y the math formula states that P X T = E, or its inverse of energy divided by time is power!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simplllleeee as THAT!!!!!!!
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LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; Early Month Local Errands Day and all Sorts of Crazy Nutty Crap Going Joe Sivo Down and Naught Worth Mentioning 4 the Most Part; Lovely Mizz AT&T Blake from 1983
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Connections Between Dreams, UFO Truths, and the Magical Little Voice We All Here Inside Our Selves
THAT IS A WHOLE SOD STERN LOT MORE THAN JUST THE NAME OF A BLOG TITLE FROM THE BOM-BOB-BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN. IT IS POWER-HOUSE TOTAL TRUTH THAT NEEDS 50 YEARS 2 SERIOUSLY DISCUSS HERE, FOLKS!
QUOTING MISTER LATE 60'S HENNINGSEN, “IT'S JUST THAT
SIMPLE, MARK”, SO JUST LEAVE ME' NAME OUT SINCE IT IS
ME WHO IS NOW ECHOING REDJOHN'S SENTIMENTS HERE!!!
Look, I ain't the smartest dude in the room, never have been, never will B, never claimed 2-B, and yes, never even had the desire or far fetched fantasy of being that. I only know that I know a lot of things that no one else does because COINS AND COILS OF THE ASTRAL PLANE have directly communicated with me over the past 41 years now, coming up 2 practically the damn day now while residing at 134 Norris Avenue non-karate-kick-Chuck, in good old ever-illustrious garden green lovely NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, where the Dogtown else 4 crying out louder than mega-populated sex orgies??????????
I paid me' utility bill today, and gave me' rent money 2 me' landlord 4 the month of 02-24. Last evening after doing me' blog, I played me' roulette game 4 the day, playing the air and health numbers of 3-23-27-0-00. The very first spin came out 23 RED-ODD-HIGH, losing me the 4 non-hit numbers, and winning 35 units on the 23-NUMBER. So 35 minus 4 means a nice one quick spin game of 31 UNITS PROFIT. While paying me utility bill FPUA at the local Fort Pierce Walmart Store Money-Center using me new S-3 medicare advantage card through the United Health-Care System, I also purchased half a yard of food, mostly meats, also a supply of Mountain Dew sodas on a clear-out sale. I had a real nut case lady while paying the utility bill who if I didn't know better, was flirting with me, but at me' ole' age, those things have completely lost me' interest, and I couldn't care in the mother flocking least about women and girls any more. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes Katy at 1997-D-Q, and Sir Mike Soft Microsoft Hellwrecker-Spellchecker Word Program System, also absolutely WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS!!!!! I have a wee tad bit over 2 yards left combined 4 the month now, when combining the balance-amounts in both me' medicare advantage United H-C card and me' EBT Medicaid (food stamp) card. This should carry me through into March now, and the utility bill is paid along with the rent, so all that will come out now is a yard and a trickle bit more 4 me' car insurance through the great one and only and very reliable State Farm Insurance Company. Florida has the worst insurance in this nation in my opinion, in that prices never ever stop getting jacked up even 4 good drivers, leaving absolutely no incentive 2-B a good driver, other than I have no desire 2 have even greater troubles and woe-whiz-me dog slit in me' life, YO WEERLLD ALDARE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; Was People's Magazine and One of Their Possible ESS-EMPLOYEES all Part of that Factional MILLCO-WARNING SYSTEM of Positive and Negative Biblical Polarities, Revealing 2 Mountainpen, the Truths of Medically Connected Nightmares in all 5 Dimensions
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Today, Sunday the 4th of February of 2024; I am exactly ten months away from being in me' 70's. Imagine that, since that very notion, when I lived back at that WSMT apartment in unit #125-A, used 2 frighten me 2 death! Now, I accept this as easily, and as readily as I accept the aches and pains of my body in old age, as well as the seemingly endlessly annoying hizzemsirks that I am destined 2 suffer through. Also today, a lot of annoying small aerial planes R of course in their endless process of persecuting me here at me' residence, and along with that, I was severely struck at approximately a quarter past 4 this disafsternoon with a MAJOR HAVANA DEATH SOUND ASSAULT ON ME' BODY CAUSING NASTY DIARRHEA AND CRAMPING, and later on, I will of course B playing my roulette game system of the APE-2-R-2023 as I have now officially named and labeled this as, and shortened into the abbreviated 'A2R2023' system. Not all that different than in late 2019 with the corona virus strain identification number that matched the year, as in, U know, COVID-19. In any case, I played yesterday as well as the day B-4 and here is what happened: B-4 pasting in the results, here is me' magnetic sound machine KFP counterstrike on these vicious monstrous demonic enemies from HELL itself, the wanna' spend my time 'OTHER WESTMONT' enemies called the WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE!!!!!!!!!!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME ON THIS 4th DAY IN FEBRUARY OF 2024, WITH MAJOR HEAVY RESIDENTIAL WEEKEND AERIAL DEATH SIEGE, ALONG WITH A MAJOR HAVANA DEATH WEAPON ATTACK ON MY BODY AND BOWELS, AND ALONG WITH 40 YEARS OF ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS THAT THESE MONSTERS HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; AND WHICH IS ALL DIRECTLY A PART OF THE ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.
Your AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.
Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).
Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND
S--------T--------O--------P.
As I said, I have yet 2 play the game today, and so here is the results from the previous 2 games from Saturday and Friday: As usual without having me' book ledger in front of me, I-C that me' short term memory got a wee tad bit screwed up, so here is what happened and all within an approximately 30 hour period of time between the morning of Friday the 2nd and super botbar, and Saturday the 3rd with just a lot of air siege starting up that is continuing of course right through the present times. As stated, today's game has not yet been played. The numbers played 4 the botbar day on Friday that was caused by lots of research on my money and old-debt woe-whiz-me hassles, all caused by THAT FAMILY in a powerful meaningful way, that is still dogging me 2 this very day, AND WILL 4 THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH THESE EXTENDED NEW JUDGMENTS ON ME; and that according 2 a very great attorney in Palm Beach, FLUSAESMWG, 4 the small amounts owed; this has 2-B most likely part of a personal vendetta against me 2 utterly wipe out my life as no one would keep hounding me this incredibly over a couple of flucking grand. Nobody that is, great FBI; WITHOUT A MAJOR AGENDA AND MOTIVE 2 WIPE OUT MY ENTIRE LIFE, AND AS THEY HAVE DONE 2 me already, and they'll obviously go right on doing this until I am totally and completely 'DAM-DAM', or totally DAMN Dead-And-Maggots!!!!!!!!!! Talk about those future 'AI' non 'KFP' beyond marvelous reflected or 'future' machine programs, along with all of the early blog written stuff concerning the 'MOGOSP', or the MOTIVE-GOAL SOFTWARE PROGRAMS, discussed in my very earliest blogs of oh-six and into oh-seven. Am I lying 2-U, great FBI and others in this world out there; am I really????? U can simply check it all out and archive and fact-check this all 4 your selves, YO, any sod dern time that U may ever wish 2 do, as it is all there on the blogger dot com website!!!!!!! So finishing out me' giving U all the results 2 playing me' newly renamed gaming system of 'A2R2023', here is what is happening, or if I was talking back in the middle late summer time somewhere and in the 1983 year, 2 me' great pal and gas station owner and mechanic, Sir Derrijo Exxon; “Leta me tellayu what's huppinin” here with this A2R2023 over the past 2 days: The numbers signaled 4 play that (parallel event), or correspond in a higher than normally mathematically predictable preponderance, or that 'CHNMPP' as this shorter deal may indeed B used from now on, with an occasional reminder 2 what it stands 4, and having absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do, 'Sir Mike Soft Microsoft, with champions'; were numbers that pop up a whole dern lot 4 me most of the time when there is a lot of major horrendous AERIAL DEATH SIEGE from planes and choppers and heavy chemtrailing jets and major military crafts, that R absolutely persecuting and harassing me with intent and purpose, with no doubt whatsoever 2 it; and those numbers R as goddessdog follows: 0-00-23-27. Now the numbers signaled 4 play that (parallel event), or correspond in a higher than normally mathematically predictable preponderance, or that 'CHNMPP', that pop up a whole dern lot 4 me most of the time when there is a lot of BOTBAR and even majority day long BOTBUR life situations with me; and those numbers R as goddessdog follows: 5-10-15-20-25-30-35. I also call them the 5-MULTIPLES or the 5-MULTS 4 short or even the very shortened mention of the '5-M'. Sort of like the Scotch tape company and then adding another letter number 13 or 'M-letter' and we get the great g-mail address account that was set up 4 me in early 2011 by those awesome Bonjovi peeps in Port Saint Lucie, Flowerland-USA, and their great super talented sound engineer, Sir Ryan. So going from 3-M up 2 4-M and proceeding yet further, now we have the 5-M. I only hyphenate the 2 characters because the program crashes if I try and rid me'self of the red squiggly lines on any 2-character item, and on many times, even 3-character items. So I just hyphenate and make it all go away as that is me' only choice, that or leave in the annoying red squiggly error-lines. All word program users know exactly what I am discussing here. So moving on with the most recent 2 games now we push on here Mister Kent from the end of the 19-7-DEEZ as follows, YO: Watch those damn Krypton Horses, pal!!!!!!!!! I may add in a brand new saying here folks of 'K-H', and hyphenated only as was just told, due 2 stupidity of programming. So those 5 multiples or 5-M 4 short, R actually 7 numbers on the roulette layout ranging in these multiples from between number 5 and number 35. So on the BOTBAR day of last Friday, I played the 5-M and made 37 units in 5 TOWS (wheel spins). On the air siege following day yesterday, I played the air death numbers and quit on me' 2nd TOWS making another green or 00 hit, and a profit of 25 units. This was a 2 day profit of 62 UNITS and totaling only 7 spins of the roulette wheel, YO, and yes, my short term memory did screw up and I short changed me' self when I said that I only made 40 or 50 units back in some previous blog writing. I should always check me' roulette ledger-book and not trust me' horrific rotten short term memory, as it is weelwee just about shot 2 Jesus-Junk CUBED & CUBAN, and on Amy Cooley Steroids 2 BOOT, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now we come 2 the title of this blog and the reason 4 me' writing it on this 4th day and on one of me' B-D-6th dates as well: Shall I push on here with this Mister MIND-KENT of Albert Einstein's proofs 2-Y that video seems 2 speed up all around us outside of the imaginary rocket-ship window, as we approach 'anti-mind' or SINGULARITY, or any dead center black hole area, where all of them of course interconnect, and thus from there, all space dots R at the same exact locale. It is simple inverted mathematical gravitational lawtronics; oh peeps of the 'Scientific-Community of physicsville'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I plan 2 tie a lot of what will now B spoken of here, into the topic that I got a wee tad bit into a couple of weeks ago, the great magical subconscious mind effecting tones or notes, as all tones R notes even if slightly off-key from any semi-tone official note of the musical scales. This is the topic of the smother plucking none other than civil and human rights violating intentional usage of SUBLIMINAL CONSCIOUSNESS BY WAY OF THESE HIZZEMSIRKS, OR TONES BLENDED AND MIXED IN DECIBEL SOUND VALUES, SLIGHTLY UNDERNEATH WHAT IS TERMED BY THE ELECTRICAL AND SOUND ENGINEERS EVERYWHERE, AS THE LEVEL OF AMBIENT SOUND EXISTING ALL AROUND US AT ALL TIMES. On the marvelous television show called STAR TREK, THE NEXT GENERATION that I know 4 absolute positive sure used my 1986 life altering experience 2 make one of their soon 2 arrive on the scene after the show started in the autumn of 1987, the episode with the Russican probe that contacted Captain Picard on the Starship Enterprise bridge, and in 25 minutes, managed 2 bring him an entire lifetime DREAM so 2 speak, a definite high tech possibility despite this show of course being completely fictional and labeled as SYFY, and this all connects my Magnesonic KFP machine, the trip that changed my life, and the TONES or the PROBE's connection ability 2 make contact with the brain of the starship captain that fictional day out there in deep space some place, YO. Anyone laughing and scoffing at these words, should have been following the news feeds recently as about one week ago, our pal Mister Elon Musk has now officially broken the ice and the peach fuzz surface scratched shavings of the berg that put the great HMS TITANIC down into the deep 6 (non-alpha) forever, and I speak here of none other than this very first Microchip that is transplantable into the human brain, and whereby it can go into a DIRECT CONTACT WITH THE PERSON'S MIND, and ALLOWING THEM 2 ACTUALLY CONTROL A PC DEVICE (COMPUTER), AND WORKS JUST AS IF IT WAS A REMOTE CONTROL AS IN THE ONES WE ALL USE EVERY DAY WHEN WE STREAM OUR TV-SETS ON STREAM SERVICES OR WATCH OUR CABLE TV SYSTEMS OR WATCH OUR MOVIES ON OUR PLAYER-RECORDER DEVICES. THIS IS NOT FAKE OR PHONY MY FRIENDS, IT IS ALL 100 PERCENT REAL, SO STOP LAUGHING AT THIS BLOG, OH GREAT FBI AND ANYONE ELSE OUT HERE, IT IS ALL COMING DOWN THE PIKE, AND THE BEGINNING OF PROVING ALL OF MY WORDS STARTED ONE WEEK AGO WHEN MISTER MUSK'S INVENTION WAS MADE PUBLIC. Most likely, the TAWF is a century or so ahead of even Mister MUSK, but try telling or convincing peeps like that of such truths. They R-2 much of a mirror-kissers society 2 even entertain such a possibility, so I shall merely shut the truck up and the front door as well, 4 now aniwho, YO BRO!!! Still, what happened 2 Sir Ed Himacane Lynch and myself on the street called Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, on that day in October back in 2006, was real, as was my phone call in that bar nearly a decade B-4 that on 2-7 in 1997, and both times, Sir Bob McGuire screwed with my head and brain somehow, oh mighty FBI; and damn it, U need 2-B concerned about this entire family that I've now been blogging about since early in 2006, called none other than “THAT FAMILY” literally. We all know well, that when we seem 2 just B aware of some fact IN OUR DREAMS, that there is a powerful truth behind these OZ-CURTAINS laying behind it all; and that we just don't know enough 2 judge the full ops of this deal. Still, if the feds won't take me seriously, this nation is about 2 go STRAIGHT DOWN THE DRAIN FOREVER, and when it does in a year or two or so; please don't say that I did not blog incessantly about this matter 4 years and years and years, and yes, medically related all right, huh PINK SCYLLA CONCERTS GODDESS? I tried 2 make peeps believe me' story, and just as I failed as a songwriter in the music world, so 2 have I failed and rightfully admit 2 it up front and straight up right now; in these attempts 2 stop what is doomed 2 shortly GO DOWN, Mister 1980 Joseph Sivo from RPL Sound Labs Studio!!!!!!!!!! In 1986, when I took that I-CHING trance trip into that parallel non-reflected universe, Mister Dan Curtis Sir; so much was part of it and is still remembered by me the Mountainpen as if it all went Joe Sivo down 5 days ago, and yes, it can never all B told; NEVER-EVER-EVER-NEVER!!!!!!! What needs 2-B quickly opened up foundationaly right now though folks, is thistlethorns and yes Mike Soft, it is also thisssssssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Susan Kane Luccisnakes, oh gorgeous mah'm:!!!!!!!!! My daughter, and I am only 99% sure that she is my daughter but 8 dozen facts that seemingly R quite irrefutable make me think that this is so; and she is connected into this nightmare in 2 ABSOLUTELY GIGANTIC HUUUUUUUGE WAYS, these being, MUSICALLY and MEDICALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simple as that, and if there was nothing whatsoever 2 this wild tale, then Y-R the forces and owners of this planet so vehemently against my trying 2 establish the simple possible truths behind this entire miserable mighty nightmare coming straight out of HELL itself, if there is no fire in all of this wild smoke??????? Talk about the biggest and the fairest question ever 2-B asked by any human being on this goddamn glass planet, YO great folks out there, and FBI????????? Anyone foolish enough 2 say that this entire deal, my chocking condition in 1983, Mizz Blake, Lenny McKinnon and music and the corresponding years when it all went down around me in 1983 and 1984 as well as its origins in 1979 and 1980, and then the wild alternate Atlantic City, the machines that magically caused so many electronic weird occurrences, the Peeps Magazine story and the way it was definitely delivered 2 me in an unavoidable planned way, the family trip in the summer of 2009 in Atlantic City and Trump nearly going berserk that day up in his souped up high speed corporate chopper, HARRAH's Casino with the billboard after my 1986 trip 2 that other Atlantic City, the great Atlantica M-C later 2-B named in the waking world ATLANTICARE Medical Center, the families, the Spanish bizz partners, the wild Starburn and Studio Park Records, the wild coming into reality of it all from the 1994 'TPB' so-called © Copyrighted fictional book I wrote, the wild Rent-A-Center Story, Dawn King's amazing and beyond Al Einstein's defeat of the CJS 2 incarcerate her in 2008 with a magic fragrance MACYFORCE POTION, I could go on and on, the Shadow Monsters and Ventnor water company property nightmares, Callio, Karge, the mayor, the prophecies of 1971 from Cooley Hall inside my head showing me the farm outside of Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG and the destruction of my life when it became ROBIN HILL up in the antimatter reflections of future-spaces, and the list is endless, with the most absolutely unbelievable coincidence ever, that so much of all of this revolves around Mister mailman Schiff's Central Pier beaches area of Atlantic City, and this is where I am convinced my daughter was actually conceived around 3 PM on Saturday the 28th day in June of 1969, also my prophecy lyrics on that song called, 'That's The Way It Goes', and I can type on forever and ever, the chain, the Dark Shadows TV-show connections, Mayor Rohr and me' mommy's whittle fling, and if I don't quit typing on and on here, I WILL LOSE MY GODDAMN MOTHER TRUCKING MIND!!!!!!! But medical related stuff and musical related stuff is the most powerful part of this wild story that has its true origins far beyond the visible universe and even far beyond the light barrier universe and smack dab right in the center of the great awesome unfathomable timeless PURGATORY itself, that all is here because an upline teen girl had a thought, and the bible tells us only about the thought, not what it WAS. But it does tell us that this is Y WE ALL R HERE only the thought was ME, so this explains Y this mind busting story is going JOE SIVO DOWN, as no other thing imaginable ever goddamn could, YO WORLD!!!! Right now, I need 2 paste in the Hizzemsirk information from that earlier blog since all of this nightmare story ties into this one major TAWF DEAL and that would B none other than MIND CONTROL, and vely vely vely non-FCC-Bob McDowell intelesting alphabet initials may I add this in here Mister James Redfield Lord-Taught Safet???????? SO WOW THIS!!!!
It is now time 4 us 2 discuss the Hizzemsirks. Yes, more concerning the wild secret truths of these magical tones of audible sounds that absolutely can and DO influence the thought patterns and even basic emotional behaviors of human beings; and along with just how the Christianity Religion admits 2 this happening 2 all of us, and all over the entire world, and all of the time; and this is all throughout the bible only in what the Mountainpen classifies as the “LITTLE PRAIRIE HOUSE MIZZ BEALE SYNDROME”! 4 those who were naught fans of a marvelous 80's television show that also aired in the 70's and began there, called, “Little House on the Prairie”, let me discuss one particular episode whose title escapes my mind right now, and it was about Mizz Mary Ingalls getting her first teaching job at some small village that was quite a distance away from her home. The peeps there, and bear in mind that this all took place somewhere back in the early eighteen eighties, and they were 100 years or more behind the times even back then, and all mostly as a result of one woman seemingly in charge of this austere and very rigid little group of backward peeps who was hyper religious and totally full of hypocritical crap 2 say the very least, as well as mean spirited and extremely judgmental with peeps in general and seemed 2 despise strangers on top of that, and she made Mary's life a total living Dogtown, 2 say the very least. U would have 2-C this great television show 2 fully appreciate me' words here on this writing, but try and picture a person such as this as many there still R today and definitely many there used 2-B as well. How this connects up 2 stuff being told now will become clear and totally axiomatic right now as we continue onward here. Our bibles, and peeps of the times and days when our Lord Jesus Christ was walking this Earth physically; only could reference things from items and verbal descriptiveness that matched those antiquated times, in other words should our Lord have tried telling anyone about radio frequency technology, or any of the modern-times junk that this all pertains 2, we would still think of HIM today as a madman, as that is how HE would have GONE DOWN IN HISTORY, 4 simply being 2 different and saying stuff that was just 2 far out of the ordinary mainstream of acceptable items of the times. So when the kingdom of SATAN was talked about, U must C all of this by merging and becoming a person of powerful religious faith on one hand, while simultaneously becoming the top student that graduated from a place such as the Philadelphia Wireless School, or so me such other great school up here in the late 20th and or current 21st centuries. There was a real and verifiable experiment done back more than a half of a century ago in electronics, here in the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA; and it can B completely checked out still today, unless 'they' have made this all vanish away, as I've learned that with the 'WOMO', all things R indeed quite damn possible, YO! I am speaking about the study of what was then described and named, 'subliminal consciousness', and the corresponding experiment that was done in hundreds of movie theaters, called the 'Eat more popcorn' experiment. They absolutely proved beyond any doubt whatsoever that the human levels of consciousness can B manipulated with simple electronic magic tricks, and simply put, and keeping Mister Kent happy as 2 just what real and true MAGIC is, 'knowledge', oh 'Mizz Beale'; we learned that the under layers of the human mind R easily susceptible 2 influencing controls when we use a few simple tricky magic-stunts in order 2 activate the channel. The conscious mind runs at a certain speed that if measured, all human fall into an approximate speed-range or run-time where we seem 2-B aware and or conscious 2 approximately 400 periods of quick instant bursts of time, each and every minute, or just less than periods of one seventh of one second. Our unique personalities stem 4 only 2 things. First, no 2 peeps have the exact same run-time on a conscious level. The range is about 385 to 415 conscious instants per minute, (CIPM), and broken into nanosecond ranged slots of tiny time periods that lay in-between this range of 385-415 CIPM. All of this is Y we evolved on this planet into who we R right now physically as homosapiens that R indeed consciously aware of reality within that range, and also Y the moon is nearly 2 light seconds away from us in real time awareness, and Y anything in distance beyond the circumference of this world in which we all evolved, is outside of our consciously aware real time. It all fits like a perfect totally smooth glove, only I happen 2 know and B completely aware of these truths that this was not by any stretch of imagination, just merely some random happenstance deal here, y-O peeps, and here is me' first goddamn y-O-HACK, YO!!!!!!!! The second thing that makes us all different and unique is taking the fact that no 2 peeps can interact with 'reality' in the exact same nanosecond time-aware-range, and (TAR) 4 short; we take this already unique part of our selves and then we all go on from birth 2 move out into the time illusion of awake physical world beingness and have our own personal and forever unique interactive situations with the world. So these 2 items R simply put here, Y-U-R-U, and Y everyone else is them!!!!!! U missed me Mizz Dirtskunkbreath Sleazeweedsdisease Notfondauonebit Thistlethorns JANE, so HA-HA-HA! Moving right along here YO, and I looked that time so it would not come out as (y-O); TEE-HEE-HEE Miss Lilly Munster Welder of page-12 documents and word programs; so moving on here with the topic of subliminal consciousness and a proven electronic ability 2 manipulate and definitely control any and all human beings; it is not complex and it can B told in its basic quick simple truth and so here goes. The conscious speed of the brain is very slow, but as we go deeper into layer of the underneath-consciousness or the sub-conscious 4 short, we now have come 2 realize as a scientific community, and this was more than a half century ago, so keep this in mind please, as I finish up my story here, folks; but now we absolutely know beyond any doubt at all that the sub-layers of our human mind that R very very very very very suggestible and manipulatable, can B accessed through the back door of high speed audible-visible flash-bursting or 4 short, AVFB-TECH. What they did in these movie theaters is simple. At a high rate of speed in the films during intermission breaks where shorts were being shown, ultra fast clips of popcorn boxes loaded with salt and scrumptious extra butter, and all sorts of flavor enhancing videos depicted and displayed peeps smiling and laughing and eating out of their large boxes of popcorn, and all over the entire image it would read in bold lettering over and over in flashing bursts, “EAT MORE POPCORN”, and none of these images nor sounds were able 2-B picked up by anyone in the theater, and yes, they also had a voice commanding the audience over and over, 2 eat more popcorn. Popcorn sales suddenly went more than 50 percent higher as a result in every single theater where this experiment took place and very careful scientific notes were indeed kept, and theater managers were paid well by the popcorn industry 2 participate in the experiments, and it was completely legal, THEN. Now, any usage of Subliminal consciousness by way of any form of audio-video electronics is indeed HIGHLY CRIMINAL AND COMPLETELY ILLEGAL, and supposedly this is strictly enforced by the one and only awesome and very illustrious FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION. But how do TONES used today in our electronic equipment fit into this expanded new-age usage of covert and stealthy MIND-CONTROL over the populations and citizenry of modern day 21st century nations????????? Is it real, is it happening; and is it being monitored and controlled, and is it LEGAL????????? Can these tones really influence us all 2 do things? The proof of the YES-answer 2 all of this was in those experiments that showed that the sales went up over 50 percent, and this was done over and over 2 the point where they made total sure that it was not any possible way some happenstance coincidental deal. The FCC shortly after it all went down, made it highly illegal 2 do these things, but just as with guns and shooting innocent peeps, does that stop the bad guys and the nut cases from killing us at stores and malls, and keep our kids from being slaughtered and massacred in schools all over the damn ass place, YO??????? U tell goddamn me, great folks!!!!!!!!!!!!! Still, this topic is way 2 HUUUUUUUGE 2 even B attempted in getting into the whole deal here on any one blog. We will continue with much more and major details 2 just how we all R under the sound-gun and manipulated 2 do all sorts of stuff, an dame proofs 2 this stuff as did the scientists and movie theater managers from long ago. I have my evidence and my notes, and most of it is right inside my mind; and the few ultra secret things R hidden in buried places; so don't go busting open my safety box at my bank with FISA warrants, as all U will find there is a passport, my Collingswood H-S Diploma, and a my dad's treasure charts, that once I was gonna' leave in a will 2 my daughter, and have totally written her out of it; and it goes now 2 the Fisher Museum of Florida, when I pass the flag out of this house of misery and tears on a physical level. WEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes lovely Katy, D-Q-1997 of Abseacon, NJUSAESMWG, and your FEDERAL AVIATION ADMINISTRATION POMONA TECHNICAL CENTER, awesome Uncle Admiral Francis Perry; WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS as well, TOTALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW. When I say that sounds R all around our lives, and absolutely indeed R controlling numerous facts of our decision making processes; well, I am certainly naught just whistling 'Dixie' through a set of busted choppers, so as 2 give a nearby audience a germ shower. Not in these new age times of a possible resurgence of that nasty Corona-Virus I-D # 2019, and shortened into COVID-19. No damn sass way in nightmare horrific DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, that wild conversation between J-B's pal Sir Zvonko and me'self in me' 'GAMES EXPERT' late 2007 nightmares apartment, called the illustrious 'O-15' non-'Gawky Gaukauk' DELLWAY ARMS, on Oakland avenue, in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG; that day when he brought over his flashlight-turntable (record player), about the 50 years later underground or subterranean search and remaking of tons of lost gold bars using a magical ingredient found in only powerful microorganisms that were created in a laboratory on the opposite side of this globe just 4 this purpose, may indeed B true, as let's face it, 2019 and 2020 all came about, just as the conversation that indeed I told and blogged about 2 all of U back about 4-8 years earlier than thistlethorns, and yes, than 'THIS', Mister Mike Soft. Is anybody even remotely interested in the mathematical odds of these HUUUUUUUGE gargantuan things all just being coincidental in that I am not really in some supernatural way, effecting this planet in unnatural and extreme ways, and these items include, the 3 Mile Island Nuclear Plant of late 1978 and early into 1979, the Bellevue Stratford Hotel of Philadelphia of 1976, and the gold rush of 1979, because if U-R by chance, here is the possible chance that all three of these wild events all went down, as a direct result of my working at that hotel just a month shy of the Legionnaires Disease going down, my trying 2 get into security work at the nuke plant a few months B-4 the disaster and being turned down by the DOD and our awesome lovely government, and according 2 a professor whom I met at the local main branch of this county's great library back in early 2010 here in Flowerland-USA, from the great Indian River State College AKA 'I-R-C', ran this on the college computer system, and the next time we met at the library in March of 2010, or about there somewhere; he informed me that the odds of this all just happening 2 me, were in the neighborhood of 42 quadrillion to one, 4 just randomly going down, and no Mike Soft Microsoft, not Joe 1980 RPL Sivo 'going downloaded'!!!!!!!!!!!! So sorry, all great ambassadors all over this wonderful sin cursed globe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Where R-U when I need U, 2001 Kevin Willis?
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IF I DIDN'T KNOW BETTER, I WOULD ABSOLUTELY SWEAR THAT SOMEONE SCANNED BACK THROUGH A LUN-SAT GALANET SIGNAL SYSTEM, AND POSTED MISSES MARCUCCI HAVING A CUPAJOE WITH MISSES MAROLA, ME' ESS-COOLEY HALL EDUCATOR, AND OF COURSE THE HUBBY OF MISSES MAROLA WAS ALSO ME' SPECIAL-EDUCATOR, AND AS WE ALL KNOW FROM MORIANITY, SPECIAL, IN WAY MORE WAYS THAN JUST BEING AT A SUPPOSEDLY SPECIAL-ED SCHOOL, HUH WORLD?????
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
I MADE 66 UNITS IN MY APE-2 ROULETTE OVER 2 DAYS.
YESTERDAY I PLAYED THE BOTBAR MULTIPLE 5's NUMBERS.
TODAY I PLAYED THE (4) AERIAL ASSAULT NUMBERS.
THIS TOTALED UP A 66 UNIT PROFIT OVER ABOUT 30 HOURS.
IN LESS THAN TEN SPINS, 66 UNITS JUST ON $5 PLAY LEVEL:
IT COMES 2 A WHOPPING 330 CLAMS, YO WSMT ENEMIES, YO!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCCCCCCC
Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my WOMO-SPACEFORCE SUBSKUMMITE ENEMIES, whom are VICIOUSLY PERSECUTING ME ON THE PAST SEVERAL DAYS NOW, WITH THE MOST CURRENT DAY BEING TODAY, FEBRUARY 3, 2024; WITH HEAVY AERIAL DEATH SIEGE BOMBARDMENT ALL AROUND ME AT MY RESIDENCE AS WELL AS STALKING ME WHILE OUTSIDE ON MY LOCAL ERRANDS, THAT ARE ALL A PART OF THIS ENDLESS DEATH SIEGE, 4 MAKING THE DOW JONES AVERAGES STOCK MARKET, ENDLESSLY CLIMB HIGHER AND GO BULLISH, AS WELL AS THOSE 2 PHILADELPHIA SPORTS TEAMS 2 ALSO BE IN THIS PARALLEL EVENT OF PREPONDERANCES OF PHILLIES BASEBALL CLUB LOSING AND FLYERS HOCKEY CLUB WINNING, AND THIS ALL IS A PART OF AND PERTAINING 2 ITS ORIGIN AND SOURCE, AND ALSO INCLUDES NUMEROUS OTHER DEATH PERSECUTION'S AND HARASSMENT'S ON ME THAT NO HUMAN BEING WAS EVER DESIGNED 2-BE ABLE 2 LIVE THROUGH, IN ANY LONG RUNNING LIFE-PLAY, AND ALONG WITH ALL OTHER CONCEIVABLE HELLISHNESS THAT THESE MONSTERS OF THE W-S-M-T WOMO-SPACEFORCE EARTHLY CHAPTERED ASTRAL PLANE LAMBRIGG CULT EVIL DEMONIC SATAN-KINGDOM ENTITIES, HAVE BEEN PERPETRATING UPON ME SINCE THIS ALL BEGAN, AND THAT FIT EXACT PERFECT PATTERNS WITHOUT FAIL, AND R DONE WITH SOME AGENDA AND MOTIVE, THAT ENDLESSLY BLESSES THEM AND THEIR LIVES AND THEIR GOALS; AND WHICH IS ALL DIRECTLY A PART OF THE ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.
Your AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.
Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).
Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on a CRUSH DESTRUCT-SINGE DESTRUCT-TOTAL DESTRUCT—DESTRUCT ORDER, and on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM; you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND
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WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)
As many of U know out here and mostly in authority positions; I am under the total conclusion and mind set, as of yesterday, and after major research concluded, showing me my legal status on my debts problems, and since those debts were actually the caused and created results of my being kidnapped under the NOW RECOGNIZED BY THE DSM-5, 'STOCKHOLM SYNDROME', that my entire life has been one long incredible pre-planned nightmare, 2 slowly torment and torture me straight 2 me' grave, in some monstrously covert stealthy manor that seemingly cannot B proven, at least in the hypothetical opinions of those 2 marvelous movie characters played by Mizz Julia Roberts and Mister Mel Gibson, in that awesome movie from the 1990's, titled, 'Conspiracy Theory', YO WORLD, YO FBI, YO! I was paying me' bills and had reestablished some nice good credit while residing at the future and reflected-antimatter spaces of the Bonjovi g-mail internet created address called the Mullica Mobile Manor Trailer-Park, in Mullica, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, right 2 the east down the Julia White Horse Pike a mile from Blueberryville-Hammonton-BLU-CRAN 24-A non-apartments and subliminal consciousness reading technologies!!!!!!!! Suddenly, I am in with this family from washcloth-Dogtown and 1970 nightmares on A-C-STEROIDS, squared and cubed, AND DAMN FLAM DIRTY GLASS CUBAN, 2 boot!!!!!! As a result, and as many in authority know happens with older peeps and vulnerable special education peeps many times in this rotten life, we get singled out and targeted by pure evil, and their lives R confiscated and our vehicles, and our bank accounts and our credit, and hey, FBI, don't believe what I am saying YO, well, I beg U-2 then go and get the television show episode on the 'L&O-SVU' with Detective Olivia Benson, and Detective Elliot Stabler, and the misunderstood dude who is nothing short of a beyond vicious monster, who did this very same thing 2 his cellmate in prison and after they both were out of prison, that THEY had DONE 2 ME, 'THAT FAMILY' of 1970 Ventnor nightmare washcloths, and future jobs in Florida with hand-washing codes and signals from Smithtown, New York-USA, and coworker Ultimate-Fighter David; the dude from Harvest Outreach who also was a great pal of Choker Cifaloglio Giant Darius, only not the KING from BIBLE TIMES, or maybe there R connections here, but this can always wait 4 other later times, great wonderful awesome illustrious Federal Bureau of Investigation dudes and duddesses out there!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, good ole' “BURLOCK” the prison parolee, who did exactly the same kind of stuff 2 that poor cellmate in Manhattan, that the great KING's did 2 me, and totally wrecked and ruined me' credit that I had just recently managed 2 reestablish from the last most previous recent disaster that was all caused by this same demonic kingdom, straight out from the gates of DOGTOWN, and (HELL), mortally known as, with the English Language verbiage translation. Then we take, oh great FBI, the 2 sexual molestations plus those done 2 me at many other locales by these same evil and perhaps somnambulism controlled clay-human beings from parallel dream world type-3-exploratrons, AKA and shortened and abbreviated as, the (dream traveling hyperspace no-homers DTHSNH), with biblical and Christian descriptions of the very same Morianity taught reality, only named by this click as DEMONIC POSSESSION. Cellular microbiological diseases and malfunctions all stem from subatomic micro-super-nano technological machinery systems from the realm of the Plancktime, and when they get their hooks into a human brain and cause them 2 act nutso and wacko and create an entire out of control society that is all going around shooting each other and literally began 2 take off with no stopping it once that incident with Mark Zimmerman who shot poor innocent little Mister teen boy Treyvon Martin that day right here in Florida, this nightmare cult of Trump NEVER LOOKED BACK, POP-POW-POW, even after those high school kids and their fathers all met with Trump in the damn Julia White House of Wash your hands Washington that day and all Trump did was smirk and ignore them all, and they all found ways 2 keep these serial killer scumbags from even receiving their goddamn rightful executions and get 2 live out their lives in these plush prisons, and better than I live. No money worries, no bad teeth or no teeth, on and on and I can go. This whole nation is one huge demonic kingdom, and the world knows it. I love the old goddamn America, so don't any American patriot ever accuse me of not absolutely loving my great country, but hey, how can I love THIS flucked up country??????? But America ain't the pernt 4 right now Sir Archie Bunker, oh SIR. The pernt Sir, is THAT TAWF FAMILY of nightmare washcloths and the entire interconnected WSMT that SAFET REDFIELD SYSTEMS depict a perfect and major connection with those damn letter initials, as in that goddamn miserable 1997 transdimensional song that came blaring into me' frucking life while living in what I now call and name, the SOMERDALE DEATH HOUSE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!! But quoting me' ole' semi-pal and associate 4 about a half decade or so, Investigator at the Camden County, NJUSAESMWG Prosecutor's Office, Sir Ron Wirtz Senior, “Mark, it's not the county that is against U, it's big business”! If I had twenty damn clams 4 every time that he said that 2 me between 1990 and 1994, I would most likely have an additional and very well needed grand or two in me' bank account. Hey FBI, just Y does my record with the Intuit C-K peeps show this awesome income change beginning last November in 2023, in me' life, when we all know only 2 well that I am FLAT GLASS BUSTED BROKE ON AMY COOLEY STEROIDS????? I wish U would investigate all these things and maybe someday get back 2 me with some answers, great agents, and me' best 2 Agent Steve Caruso me' final Jersey Landlord B-4 my trip down here 2 non song translated Joe Berrios FLOWERLAND-USA of the endless wild magical Merlin auto-circuits of the washcloth-TAWF-McFly THAT-FAMILY, and on or off of any public buses heading me out of town and back 2 me' Oaklyn apartment called the Dellway Arms on Oakland Avenue, and future location of all great transdimensional game expert mentalists the world over, in all 5 dimensions and great Columbia Broadcasting Network systems, YO. Y did Robert McGuire fluck with me' mind right there at his bar at his phone booth that 7th day in February exactly 27 years ago now come this Wednesday? Y did he nearly a decade later destroy me' automobile and punch my pal Ed Lynch and me while having us somehow placed under a Doctor Hoffman Julius Julia Jewelly White hypnotic non-Dark Shadows spell-trance, where the photo showed him there and yet Ed and I never saw him or knew that he was right there? How can all of this B, and by that, I mean how can U allow this 2-B happening 2 a LEEEEEEEEEEGAL United States Citizen, great FBI, when U supposedly R there 2 protect me from stuff like this? President Biden Sir, and pal, how can U all let this keep happening 2 me and go endlessly unanswered and unpunished, just because powerful name recognized celebrities R all throughout this nightmare mix from HELL????????? HOW-HOW-HOW, and yes great U-S-A © Copyright Office from 1984, YYYYYYY, yes, YYYYYYYY JIMMY YYYY R-U allowing all of this hellishness 2 happen 2 me, that I somehow knew was all destined and written into some magical stars one afternoon when me' mom was talking on the phone 2 her boyfriend, in middle June of 1969, over at 125-A HADDON HILLS APARTMENTS in WESTMONT, NJUSAESMWG, and I was pacing room 2 room in the apartment and making up both the notes and the lyric words 2 me' then-brand-new song, called, 'THAT'S THE WAY IT GOES', and yes, when the town name of WESTMONT that is right next door 2 the town named COLLINGSWOOD in NO-JOY-ZEE-USA is examined with the SAFET-REDFIELD-SYSTEM vely vely non-McDowell closely, we also C that the remaining letters after the transdimensional song title from 1997 sung by me' daughter in some parallel locale of the 5th dimensional metaverse system, has two other words in it; 'TONE' and 'NOTE', and does lovely Mizz Margie 1985 Leo McFly wish 2 “cut me a brake” here, YO??????????? Jesus Goddess Pink, oh great and awesome FBI!!!!!!! Julia Hoffman on that marvelous 60's television show, used hypnosis on lovely Mizz Maggie Evans and later on, on lovely Mizz Victoria Winters; and even trying later on 2 use it on an unwilling subject, the tween-child David Collins. So then obviously McGuire, only Robert and not Jason; used some type of similar 'trick' on Ed Lynch and myself that day back on the 7th of February of 1997, good old DICE-7 NUMBER, huh there MC????????? I do think it wise Copyright office, not 4 me 2-B-2 much of a wise guy here, or me' wise daughter might just take some potato chips and Tina Reese's boyfriend, and ice me; but let's look at the goddessdog bright side here: At least she won't ice tea me, as I enjoyed that day, and all of that lovely sugar that made its way around the teacup glass, and on both sides; oh lovely Mizz 33 year old Grace Messenger, so adding in here a great big super glass 'WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW and wipe out women, would B completely totally dern butthole appropriate, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WIPE-OUT-WIPE-OUT-WIPE-OUT, AND YES, AKA (W-O---W-O---W-O)! And with or without any awesome ad-spots that were depicting any lovely tween girls eating their morning cereal, back in 1994 and into 1995; on that terrific TV-Channel Nick@Nite on 'the-then Cable-Nickelodeon Channel'. McGuire hypnotized me twice, once in his bar at his phone booth when I had just hung up from speaking 2 Sarah Callio that 7th day in that 2nd month of that 1997 year, then in late 2006 somewhere in early middle October also right at his haunted roost and property, or yards away on Tennessee Avenue, while Ed and I were completely totally legally parked on the street and legally taking tourist photo images 4 the morianity-foundation web-site. All 100 percent ABSOLUTELY GODDAMN LEGAL, and then great FBI out there, what he did was absolutely NOT 'LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAL', naught at all; oh U lovely Mizz 1983 phone company BLAKE, mah'm, and very Distant-Cuzz 'Donnie-Boy'!!!! Naught on your lives on triple dosed ACS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But the real 64-K-$ question is YYYYYYYYYYYYY did Mister non-Jason ROBERT MCGUIRE do these things 2 me, when all I ever did was go there one day in early February 2 his bar on 10-S-C Avenue, and ask a couple of simple questions about a girl from me' past a long time ago and right from that very exact spot of land in ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG?????? If the FBI won't help me 2 get 2 the bottom of this horrendous family from HELL, they will B negligent in their duties that I promise won't just adversely effect me the Mountainpen, poor and nonron pitiful that I may B, and so wee bit insignificant in affairs of this globe or so many peeps believe that total lie; but it will later on come 2 effect the entire nation and planet, and if this is a lie, I want the ALMIGHTY 2 BURN MY ENDLESS AWARENESS IN DOGTOWN INFINITELY, as that and ONLY THAT would B the fitting punishment 4 making up such a wild tale!!!!!!!!!
So I came out of some powerful 'dreams' and back here 2 what all of U will continue insisting in some reality that is more real and more important than where we appear 2 travel into in our dreaming experiences or nocturnal interactions, or Sir Bob Andrews-whatever's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A gigantic storm was heading straight 4 ATLANTIC CITY, and I was there in this alternate locale of the 5th dimensional hyperspace with a guy who over here in this waking world realm, I never have met; oh lovely Mizz Carolyn Adam Stoddard Hawkes Lambrigg Earthly Chapeteredcult. This guy was the assistant Mayor and I though that it was the Mayor, and Mayor Whealon from times of my many beach swims in 1997, and the victim of endless teases from the WAYV-FM Radio Station right there at the 10-SC Avenue Arcade Building, where the 'C-C-C' also is located in, along with John Kings dogs, above the entire place up on the roof; and if I include the part of being back into the matter spaces of now coming up on 3 solid decades, we can C right away the endlessly pertaining musical lyrics from one of so many of me' globally recognized and beyond super talented daughter. Still, those who endlessly refuse 2-C SAFET truths as anything outside of where the also, world renown, DSM-5 psych Manuel sees it all, as total delusional psychotic thinking, from wrongly perceived life situations; and all due 2 severe mental illness; well, there is ABSOLUTELY NO CONVINCING them otherwise. They, just as me' baby mama, lovely Miss Patricia Hollister, know it all. Simple as THAT, and in or out of 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So moving past the curly girlie astronauts from NASA, and other late 70-DEEZ movies, and middle eighties deals here; 'let us push on' here, with me damn glass dream: There was a monster storm approaching AC-NJ-USA and my dreaming double or doppelganger was trying 2 take a lot of items that 4 whatever the reasons may have been there at some store along the famous Atlantic City Boardwalk, and near the Resorts Hotel Casino area; and resembling things from the waking world here about as much as a turtle would resemble an elephant; and all I wanted was 2 find some way of getting my junk back home inland and I needed 2 take it on the bus with me, so I must have not had a car, yet was fully grown, and at least in me' damn twenties in physical age there. That much is known 4 certain. Some of the junk inside this store was some STARBURN PROPERTY MAPS that have been drawn from here in me' waking world life, that I did about midway into me' life at the Public Housing Building, in Fort Pierce, or the PEE-HA building 4 short. Complex stuff is always intertwined in dreams, and this is a shared reality with all humans and their dreams in the 5th dimensional hyperspace, and the Y's and what's 2 it all is way 2 damn intricate 2 even begin 2 tackle on this blog right now today, YO!!!!! All sorts of detailed events were going down around me, and the main character involved, suddenly was this guy who was the assistant mayor, who told me his name; only that is the one detail that has managed 2 escape following me back through the dreaming-channel, and back here into me' waking life. One out of dozens of things that he told me was that he had been a resident of Atlantic City all of his life. He appeared 2-B approximately 40 years of age, so give or take 5 years would B a good bet 4 placing his age in years. He told me that Mayor Whealon was the Mayor, so I knew immediately it was either 1997 again since here in waking life that was the year where he was the mayor, or else, the entire transdimensional system can always B totally off; as in one particular hyperspace locale, as U all know that I visited, and it caused this nightmare 2 all begin unfolding around me as a result from the instant that I came back out of it, James Carter was the President of the USA there, and it was the same year that it was in waking life as I saw calendars on walls at the medical center there in Atlantic City called the Atlantica M-C, and they read YEAR-1986 on them, yet Carter was President there in that year, so hyperspace realities don't need 2 perfectly match up with time results from place 2 place. He talked a lot of his boyhood days in the city and stuff from days long gone by, long by his viewpoint as 2 me now here in waking life at ten months away from age 70 come tomorrow; 15-20 years is total hiss. He was talking about the impending severe storm and was on a bull horn warning peeps nearby 2 get home and tune into the weather. Also, he told me 2 get my stuff out of the store and he pointed 2 a place just beyond where we were standing and talking on the boardwalk and the entire real estate and buildings were different than from here, so discussing it is impossible. Then he told me something out of Harry Potter and yet it seemed normal 2 him, so I just played along, or seemingly, me' dreaming double did. He said that, “I would know what 2 do as soon as the cat tells me”, and he insisted that I go towards the place, and he pointed at it very vigorously. I did, or me' doppelganger did, and just as he said, suddenly as I approached the store, a beautiful large orange colored cat came out of the doorway and meowed right at me and stared at me. I walked in and saw that another orange cat had lots of papers in its mouth and had been bringing them one by one off a shelf and placing them into a large sized brief case near the doorway where a rectangular shaped low end table was at and it contained numerous things that did and did not belong 2 me. This went on and on and the details do not need 2-B mentioned right now, and we can come back 2 this if and when it becomes fitting in near-future blog-writings, YO BRRRRRRR!!!
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BLOG 70 OF TWENTY EIGHTEEN
SUB-TITLE:
''GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS''
CONTINUING CHAPTERS IN MORIANITY'S RELIGION FOR MILLENNIUM 3
YYYYYYY JIMMY YYYYYYY, WHY DID-YA TELL ME THESE 1984 THINGS, BRO? Maybe some employee in the United States Copyright mother ******* Office knows the magical answers here, and then again, maybe not; Warren and Peggy Rowboats from LBI, NJ, USA, ESMWG!
Well kind Sheriff Mascara of Saint Lucie County, Florida, USAESMWG, sir; I AM UNDER A REAL MOTHER ******* PICKLE JAR HERE. This is in all **** chewing honesty, just about the worst bear and assault on my life now, since the late eighties, and into the early goddamn rotten **** sucking mother ******* nineties! This is absolutely no exaggeration, kind sir! IPYT!
I'll be discussing some real heavy ******* **** on this **** huffing goddamn blog today, on this 21st day in mother ******* November of Twenty-Eighteen, on this early horrendous **** chewing Wednesday MOUUUUUUUURNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Again, I'll Promise You That (IPYT)! We'll be getting into some real mother ******* RED-LINE CROSSOVERS on this one, great peeps; so if you're not fully ready for a total full earshot, and along with a FULL MOUNTAINPEN BLAST of really incredible and wild **** huffing bull ****, then either switch over to the 'NEXTBLOG' right now, or just put off reading any further until you get some coffee, and maybe a few ******* milligrams of Valium or something, YO! One of the things to be more than just touched on will be the various factions and groupings of the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, as well as many of the goddamn mother ******* ramifications of their twisted diseased evil ****, that they love to endlessly pull with me, the MOUNTAINPEN!
We will get into the MEDICAL and ELECTRONIC factions of the ESS, as well as the FINANCIAL and EDUCATIONAL factions. We will also be exploring quite a few topics and tid bits of nasty whittle informational secrets, and closet hidden practices; that lay all around this ugly mother ******* total ass mess. The gloves are coming off today, SHERIFF MASCARA; and I highly suggest that you do your damn best to have some police and deps looking out for my safety, as I have legally left in places for authorities all over the world to absolutely find on my death, many extremely unpleasant items, that will range from causing major damn embarrassment of many powerful and intermediately powerful people, all the way to totally ending many careers and lifestyles of many many mother ******* people, who I personally and very strongly feel and totally believe, HAVE ALL WRONGED ME IN MANY WAYS FOR A VERY LONG TIME, ALL OVER THIS HORRIBLE GODDAMN WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is no goddamn threat. It's a goddang absolute promise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before we even get a tiny bit into all of this horrendous goddamn **** kind folks, let me tell you some of the mother ******* total **** sucking knit that the MOUNTAINPEN is enduring, during this monstrous mother ******** THANX-2-GIVENS DEATH SIEGE that quite literally began as 2018-SUMMER-SIEGE, and has just kept right on going and merging and blending right into each mother ******* other, YO BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
First off, for a solid week now, MY TRI-AD NUTCASE NABES here at my PH Building, have been on a STEROID-ROLL, with their annoying ILLEGAL-GUESTS, that do nothing but yell, and slam, and act crazy as all ******* dog ****! I've had two electrical cut offs, two television plug interferences, months of major health and bowel assaults on my body, causing me continuous mother ******* major **** sniffing diareah; and just a few hours back late yesterday evening while attempting to fix my goddamn dinner; the WOMO blew out my mother ******* microwave oven, and there is a lot more to much of these things; and we will most ******* definitely be exploring all of these details, as this sod-dang ******* blog continues to progress along, me' peeps!
Now for a few ******* grass details on the above reported items folks, and believe me, you can polygraph me fifty times if you want to; FBI, Fort Pierce Police, Florida State Police, Attorney General's Office, Sheriff Mascara; any one of you. NOBODY CAN MAKE UP CONTINUOUS STORIES LIKE THESE, OVER AND OVER AGAIN. If you credit me with skills on that kind of a level, maybe I really should be sending you letters of great thanks for the ultimate literary complement. I promise you, THERE IS NO WRITER ANYWHERE, not even Sir Conan Doyle or James Patterson, who could endlessly keep writing things like my Morianity-Blogs, NOT FOR THIRTEEN STRAIGHT MOTHER ******* YEARS. NO WAY JOSIE GIRL, NO WAY!!!!!!!!!!
To begin with some details now, both times that I posted on my blogs, over the past couple of weeks now, about TV being about the picture, and discussing the episode with my mom's old coworker's friend, Shirley Alva and the connections between her, and that horrible monster ******* electronics repair shop that told her that she was “the devil”; THE HALLS-FAWCES OF THE ESS, STRUCK ME with their TV-VIDEO-PLUG ASSAULT. Somehow this mother ******* plug in the television circuit, has been mysteriously damaged by them, so that whenever “THEY CHOOSE” to **** with the **** sucking goddamn thing, THEY CAN, and indeed, THEY MOTHER ******* DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Both times that I posted that part where I discuss on my blog, how I didn't care about whether the sound on the TV worked or not, 'since TV is all about picture'; these HALLS-FAWCES-ESS (ELECTRONICS FACTIONS) screwed with my hacked-plug. Now this has been taped in place with duct tape, and has held for many months, until recently. Now all over again, and ever since I discussed that assault on me by these twisted sicko mother ******* scum sucking slime filth; it has started up again. There is no normal human way that all of these types of endless persecutions, could be this successfully carried out on me, for well over three decades of time now, if this was all being done on some totally human-only level. I know it, the air force knows it, and probably NYC's Professor Michio Kaku knows it, along with the great David Childress who narrates many great TV shows on the History and the Science Cable Channels, knows it as well, YO!!!!!!!!!!! So just who is fooling who; Mizz Donna Stars???
As
for some details about my Walmart bought Microwave
Oven: I purchased this great item at
my local Fort Pierce, Florida Walmart, back sometime in the year
2011; after moving into this PH Building within several months.
You may say, it is time for this to happen. This is called the
“What's
my
excuse”
famous line, that the great and totally ****** evil 'MILI-2-FAWCES'
use and have used for 32+ years against me now; ONLY
I DO NOT BUY INTO THAT DAMN BULL ******* **** FOR
ONE
GODDAMN
******* MICRO
MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This microwave is cleaned very well after every single use, and is
not used that often; nor is it abused, or has it ever been. The
person at the Walmart told me, if I clean it, and use it carefully as
well as somewhat sparingly; it should be
good for a solid decade, even though there
is always a maximum two year warranty on just about any electronics
product that is sold in this country! Also, I know about
“planned obsolescence”. I was
taught how this evil thing is applied by capitalists, when I took a
business type of course at the Cooley Hall,
and my teacher was Mister Daniel Mackey.
This is the class where the dude who became the big cheese in the
government, and ran the entire ******* Federal
Communications Commission for quite a few years until
recently, Mister Bob McDowell; was also with me in that particular
class, taught by the teacher Mister Mackey; who when Bob would act up
quite often in his class, would then proceed to say to him, as well
as the entire class for all to hear, “Someday
he'll grow up and be a man”. He quite obviously did
just that, and very successfully may I add
here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But
none of these wild things are some random
coincidence, and IPYT,
me kind peeps, and me unkind peeps 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now
as far as the microwave oven
being wiped out; just wait until you hear the
story of how this connects into a very frightening
dreaming-interaction NIGHTMARE
that I had back early on Monday afternoon. Also, it connects
into something that happened just ten minutes or so, before this
actual occurrence; and let me tell you all about this item first,
before we proceed into the wild discussion of that powerful mother
******* nightmare, that I had, shortly before I arose from my sleep,
early two afternoon's back.
I was hand writing a few scribble-notes for doing this very blog, my wonderful blogaudians; and I was making a note to discuss Mister Cooley Hall High Hell Educator (teacher), Mister Count Von Richard Lennon Marcucci, as well as the nineteen-sixties that surrounded a lot of heavy ******* stuff that all merged into my time when I was in Mister Marcucci's classroom at Cooley Hall. I was going to tie in how Ronald Reagan ruined the entire ******* world forever with his goddamn miserable monstrous rotten “Reaganomics”, that replaced the hippie-60's love generation, with the generation of endless greed and crookedness, and a time where hard working people in this rotten ass country can no longer just work real hard and then invest their money into Wall Street, as was the original idea OF WALL STREET, more than a century ago; and how he worsened many things forever, and even worsened the practices in business, one being PLANNED OBSOLESCENCE, and I swear to all things both holy and unholy, that I had just written that little crib note down for a later blog, and then I went to fix my din-din a few minutes after I was through making these crib notes, and POW, I turned on my MW-OVEN, and it ******* blew up, and now for THAT MAJOR MOTHER ******* STORY, STRAIGHT OUT OF THE GATES OF DOGTOWN, OLYMPIA!!!!!!!!!!!!
This was a very powerful “nightmare” as most human beings label these experiences. As you all know quite well; MORIANITY considers “DREAMS” of all types, to be no different than our waking life. The same brain is merely tuning into different parts of the fifth dimensional hyperspace of virtually unlimited parallel universes, that occupy this unfathomably large area. I was working as some weird kind of a part time under cover agent with the FBI, imagine that, in the Cherry Hill, New Jersey, USA area; and it all began as an extremely mysterious layered dream, that was made up of numerous vivid parts that I don't need to get into now, since that is all outside of the point that I want to make about my micro-wave-oven blowing up on me last night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After the FBI part of the dream was over, I found myself with one or two other dudes, and we were in some car, and driving along a very heavily wooded road. Houses were on the left side, not only along the road, but layered deeper inside the wooded area; and it was winter time, and I could see the surrounding area quite well, without all of the foliage being on the trees. Now the right side was just pure deep forestation. Suddenly the dude who was driving this vehicle, abruptly wanted to stop; and he said that we should walk into the woods, and maybe we would meet the 'visitor'. I was totally clueless to whom he was referring to, or better said, 'my hyperspace DOPPELGANGER' was clueless. Still, I followed along, and three of us began walking deeper into this heavily wooded area, after pulling the car over into the grass so that it would not be on the road, and before we then exited. We walked perhaps close to half a mile, and this seemed to be along a very narrow pathway that for the most part was in a straight line. We then came to a tiny clearing, but a lot more woods were ahead of us beyond that clearing, and heavy woods seemed to go on and on all around us on all sides. Suddenly a noise began to emanate from only the gods know where. It wasn't really loud but only a stone deaf person could have missed hearing it. Then this totally weird 'thing' proceeded to come out at us quite rapidly. It stopped directly in front of me, and I became absolutely and totally frozen up and incapacitated. Then this 'thing' touched me, and his head literally joined my head, and we were almost the same height; perhaps I was a couple of inches shorter than this 'thing' was, at most. THEN, this horrendous brilliant green groupings of bizarre shapes and disjointed illuminated images, began to just be inside my brain. It was the most horrible nightmarish experience that I ever had, AWAKE OR MOTHER ******* ASLEEP! NOW THE MOTHER ******* KICKER is that the MICROWAVE OVEN, when I went to hit the 5-minute button, to warm up my goddamn ******* dinner; made not only the very exact same sound that was heard when this 'thing' first approached us in those **** eating goddamn woods, my kind folks, YO, BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, the images inside the oven were also the precise ones that I saw in this fiendish nightmare, straight out of mother ******* HELL!!!!!!!!!! The only difference is THE COLOR. In the nightmare, it was a very brilliant green color just like bright green tall blades of grass. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, in the oven in waking life, several hours back; it was a gold color. Now that is wild enough. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, the same exact images were being made, right down to the centimeter, and THAT SAME HORRIBLE SOUND, only yes; I will admit one other difference beside the color; and that is, the loudness. In the oven, it was twice as loud as in the mother ******* nightmare!!!!
The EDUCATIONAL FACTION of the EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, is quite incredible, and beyond unfathomably powerful. As most readers, and my blogaudians know only too well; even great rock stars who never graduated from their high schools, DO NOT HAVE HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMAS. Ask your fave star, peeps; and hope they tell you an honest truth. You see I know a lot of them, and I know my facts! I on the other hand, was GIVEN A REGULAR HS-DIPLOMA from my local town high school, the West Collingswood High School, in Southwestern, New Jersey, in Camden County. So why do I keep making such a big deal over this, you may be wondering? Well, if something is done to me, good or bad, that is so unusual that even great rock stars cannot get that same kind of curb-service, well; YOU TELL ME HOW POWERFUL ALL OF THIS ******* BULL **** TRULY IS, YO!!!!!!!
Then we can discuss Mister Sidney Mirrors Cohen Crown; the man whom my wonderful mom was dating, back in the days and times that I was in Mister Marcucci's great and powerful NON-OZ class, or maybe, 'YES-OZ' would be way more freaking appropriate! This entire mother ******* deal is straight out of that long weird hallway that Dorothy and her friends all walked down, in OZ; am I really so mother ******* incorrect, kind and unkind folks, YO??????????????????? Without even touching Mister Ciprionni, or Mister Marcucci for right now; let us move ahead some months, into the autumn in the year of 1970, and skip up to the great and powerful MISTER DAVID LEIGH SMITH!!!!
I went to the Cooley Hall, and was in Mister Smith's class, after the previous school year, and having the great NON-RUSSIAN-LENNON-MCKINNON, as my teacher. Now it was the totally mysterious Mister Smith, and the great philosopher, who insisted that “mathematics is totally impersonal”. Yeah, sure it is, DLS! While in his class, I had my bicycle kept on the Cooley Hall grounds, two days out of the five school days of the week; when I would go over in the afternoons, to another even wilder, and even way more mysterious school, up north just a ways on Kings Highway; from the Cooley Hall. If it ever did have a name, for reasons that completely elude me right now; I never knew it, or I sure as all **** eating hell have totally forgotten it during my entire adult lifetime, and remember folks, I RARELY EVER FORGET ANYTHING, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This other nameless school had some machines and some technologies that STILL WERE NOT AROUND AT THE END OF THE 20TH MOTHER ******* CENTURY. I am not making this story up, and you can mother ******* polygraph me twenty-nine ******* times over, FBI, Sheriff, or anyone out here!!!!!!!!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
Mister Smith made lots of wild statements that have made their way into very recent present times, right here in the great 21st century. He told me once that my classmate Chuckie Sakers was “SET UP TO FAIL”. Let's talk about just one out of about ten cool things, that I could get into with that whittle ******* bit of major ****; Mister wonderful James Newagefather Redfield!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW THAT, YO! The great and gorgeous lovely Florida Attorney-General, Mizz Pam Bondi, for starters, my BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! All my goddamn adult life, I was prescribed a wonderful medication called ATIVAN. It was given to me, and it worked. This is what medicine and doctors, and the medical world was originally all about; helping people to feel better, and to live longer and more productive lives; and once upon a mother ******* **** eating time, doctors even listened to their patients!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, this all changed under the **** huffing wonderful dirtball REAGAN'S, and their stupid ass mother ******* “WAR ON DRUGS”. I'm not mother ******* saying that there is nothing to this, but I am saying that when that **** totally interferes with the health and the proper care of patients, SUCH AS MYSELF, who was on this medication from July of 1983, through December of 2014; and then abruptly “CUT OFF COLD TURKEY”, while doctors, and Pam Bondi's other puppets of HER PILL MILL HATERS CLUB, had the attitude of, “We'll put you in the hospital and let you get sick, and if you die you die”; and that is a direct quote, OH WONDERFUL SHERIFF MASCARA, from my then doctor, SCHORR, here in Fort Pierce; practicing with that scumbag Doctor Shareef, or however he spells his screwed up name; working out of that horrible 'Hotel-California check in, but not out, hospital', here in town; known as Lawnwood Regional Horse-Pistol!!!!!!!!!! Yes friends and fiends, Chuckie Sakers, AND MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN HUNTINGTON MOHR, BOTH, were “SET UP TO FAIL”, and without any other outside mysterious forces in NYC, or in the world OF ELECTRONIC DEVICES; SO WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
AND THIS WAS IN 1970!!!
Another beyond HUUUUUUUGE story 2-B told soon,
Studio Park Records & the lovely Mizz Sally Starr:
Peeps, in the middle 60's and when the 'DARK SHADOWS' TV-SHOW had just begun on 27 June of 1966, and had replaced the great 'SALLY STARR' and her 'POPEYE THEATER' show, on the ABC NETWORK's Channel 6 local Philadelphia afternoon lineup television schedule; I had just been released from the monstrous horrible undeserved talked-into-going prison type place, and given no choice as I was but a mere child of ten years and 9 months of age then, in the starting of September of 1965; and when the school year had ended, which was my 6th-grade year, I left this nightmare Dogtown hellhole joint, that was called the NJNPI, or the (NEW JERSEY NEURO PSYCHIATRIC INSTITUTE). At the same time this show began and I was not yet aware of this new soap TV-show and did not begin watching it until several weeks into it and the episode if me' memories R at all accurate here, where the 2 gorgeous babes were in the dining room of the Collinwood Mansion, and talking about the “meanings of life and death”, and also a major significance with 'Mountainpen' and his 'Morianity' as well as long B that started when I was back living in the early 1990's, at Misses Patricia Meeker's rental home in Gibbsboro, NJUSAESMWG. So right B-4 the days when I became completely hooked on this fantastic flagging television show in the summer of 1966, I went 2 sleep one night at the WESTMONT APARTMENT number 125-A, and had me' vely vely vely first DREAM-NIGHTMARE where I was running away from a horrendous group of monsters that I just knew as we all just know stuff in our dreams many times, called themselves, the 'SHADOW MONSTERS', and yes, as in 'SHADOW'. This was the beginning of the 1970 yet 2 arrive SERIAL WASHCLOTH TAWF FAMILY FROM HELL AND ITS NUMEROUS AND ENDLESS INESCAPABLE NIGHTMARES THAT WOULD SURROUND MY ENTIRE LIFE AND YES LOVELY MIZZ MARILYN McCOO; & IN ALL 5 DAMN DIMENSIONS OF MUSIC, AND EVEN OUTSIDE AND BEYOND MUSIC ITSELF!!!!!!!!! So just what was this series of dreams from middle 1966 that followed me 4 a solid 2 years give or take a couple of months, where I was running away from this army of beyond frightening monsters that indeed were labeled the 'SHADOW MONSTERS', and how does this come 2 perfectly all fit into the summer of 1970 THAT ASTRAL WORLD FAMILY or 'TAWF' 4 a shortened abbreviation here?????? So just what did happen 2 me, back in these terrifying nightmares that would run the blood ice cold of the scariest dudes in the super max Federal prison yards all over this awesome USA nation?????????????? It begins with me being in a home that is owned by some old lady, whom I did not even know in waking or real life, as U all refer 2 it as here. Suddenly there is a knock at the door and she answers the door. In walks a shadowy figure that had 2-B close 2 eight feet tall, very thin, without substance, just dark, and completely shadowy. He looked at me and said that I am gonna' die the most horrible death that I could ever possibly imagine. Instantly I got up from where I was sitting on either a couch or a chair in the home, and started running 4 a rear door leading into a rear yard of the home. I managed 2 make it out and would end up 2 or 3 blocks away, in this nightmare dream. I would knock on the door of another home, and another old lady would answer it. It was always an old lady every single time. The same thing would happen over and over. Suddenly along came another SHADOW MONSTER, sometimes even more than one, as this varied. But I would always manage 2 run away and out another door and escape 2 yet another home and immediately, another knock on the new door would come. I never told a single soul about this nightmare, not a one, great FBI, NOT ONE. Take that as a sworn goddamn oath, great agents, please!!!!!!!!!! These nightmares persisted into 1968 sometime, and around the time of the late spring and about just less than 2 years after it began in 1966. On the DARK SHADOWS TV-SHOW, suddenly we have this white hot gorgeous witch named Casandra Collins, with awesome lovely Mizz Lara Parker playing her role on this awesome TV-show. She caused poor After-Choke Barnabas Atco, 2 become a victim of her 'DREAM-CURSE' that was a lot like this, the knocks at doors, the serial continuation, the beyond frightening experience of it all, many other things that time simply won't permit a full account of right now so allow me 2 bring this up 2 the final ingredient placed into the stew pot or witches brew if U will here, kind folks. The telling of the dream when awake 2 the next person in line 4 having it. Now I admit that this worked slightly differently, but the similarities 2 it R unmistakable, and surreal beyond anyone' possible furthest imagination. When the same type of nightmare became a part of me' waking world life through viewing it on what was now me' fave-TV show, pow, it ended forever, just as the dreams ended 4 peeps IN THE SHOW, once they told the person in their dreams, all about the dream. This was how this Cassandra-Collins-DREAM-CURSE operated, simple as that. Now these shadow monsters never actually caught me or hurt or killed me, but the fear was so great, that I don't know my goddamn heart survived some of this horrendous mistreatment!!!!!!!!!! Now in-between the time of all of these events that must have literally been shoved right out form beyond HELL's VERY GATES onto this mortal realm, with the SHADOW MONSTER SERIAL NIGHTMARES; and the Ventnor, NJUSAESMWG nightmares of THAT FAMILY while staying all alone in a big house at the age of 15, owned by a pervo child molester, where my lungs were being cut out after being shot 2 death, and magical washcloths were being replaced and inserted into me' body, in those awful putrid nightmares, also in a serial continuing nature; was the MOTOR-CYCLE CHAIN deal, that was suddenly, and 4 no logical reason whatsoever, given 2 me one day, by Mister John Henningsen; and a man who was anything but someone who gave stuff. Just as with me' daughter, and I learned this on the King Nebnooshoo night of early August in 1986 in the Big Apple; these peeps R takers, naught givers!!!!!!!!!! So then just Y did he one day, and out of the total Amy Cooley true BLUE or any Blue, queens or no queens; just give me this cool chain???????? YYYYYYY????
Every possible part of human life is totally covered by the great and powerful EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY!!!! They don't miss one mother ******* **** eating goddamn trick, YO, IPYT!!!! NOT A ONE. Not by a long-shot, Mister Perry White! Electronics is a major part of the humanity equation, ever since the great 20th century began taking off, and move ever closer to mother ******* 'doomsday'. Every day is always one day closer to doomsday, because sooner or later, our sun will blow up, and burn this planet to a ******* cinder. You know folks, earlier this year, the great and powerful non-OZ-NASA peeps; launched a rocket to go to the sun. Check it out online if you don't believe me ladies and gentlemen, butButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, here's my mother ******* question? Why do we the citizenry never hear anything more about **** like this? Do they know that PERHAPS SOMETHING HAS GONE WRONG WITH THE GODDAMN SUN? They sure won't tell you or me, if they know anything like that, and folks; IPYT one right here and right now; with or without the great lovely 'L&O' Lieutenant Anita Van Buren!!!!!!!!!!! When I was a young boy, the sun appeared to me in a very powerful interaction, and was crying. He said to me, “Mark, I won't be around that much longer”. Was this just another one of Mountainpen's crazy whack job nutty ass dreams??????????????? Still folks, we'll get back on point now, with the topic of the ELECTRONIC-FACTION, of the ESS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This world got a whole lot crazier as a collective race of entities, after the invention and wide usage of RADIO. Any mother ******* statistician who's worth their salt in dog **** also knows quite well, that this same worsening of humanity's total madness, increased after the next invention of this ESS-FACTION, television. Then again, things got far crazier still, after wider usage of computers, and then crazier still when they all hooked up together and became the internet. Then as if things could not possibly get worse and yet nuttier still, along came SOCIAL-MEDIA. This got big around the time that Treyvon Martin was shot and killed by that nutcase trouble maker Zimmerman. From here, things have turned into what you all see around you; from Washington, DC, and all over the entire mother ******* globe. So, can it get even worse? Stay tuned, as Morianity plans to share a whole lot more on that little bit of stinky ******* dog ****!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT!!!
Shirley Alva; the friend of mom's shipping company coworker, Mizz Jane Davis, from the good old brotherly love city, and great Philadelphia. WOW THIS! Daughters who are somehow lab-technicians, when we expand reality into the fifth dimension. Powerful connections into things that go back into 1979 and 1980, regarding what I jokingly either referred to on my electronic-metaphysics tapes with Professor Theodore Jackson, and NYC-tycoon Mister Shorty MacInvondi; or to a few acquaintances from my past, who I trusted, and maybe shouldn't have, as the 60th dimension; need to be further addressed right about now. The huge part of all of this lies in an experience that I had while residing at a home that was owned by a man who was straight from hell itself, and who put me through hell cubed, Mister Richard Dirt-Bag Karpf, of Cherry Hill, New Jersey. I went to sleep one night just as I had done for more than thirty years of my life back then, in the month of August, of the year 1986; and my entire life altered as a result of what happened mother ******* next, before I awoke to face the very first day IN ETERNAL HELL. The Atlantic City Medical Center, as it was called back then, in the year of 1986; was major involved with all of this, as was a lab-technician; but the story does not end there, it only begins there; and it morphs into pig **** so horrific that no words could ever even come freaking close, to properly telling this story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Folks, when I got up this afternoon, and went over to my window to look outside at the weather, as I normally do shortly after waking up, and taking a goddamn piss, and grabbing a whittle something to drink; I observed a very curious and spurious individual, driving in a mid to dark color automobile, that I believe was a four door type of sports car. Sheriff Mascara sir, here is some information for you, kind sir! The time was approximately half past four in the afternoon, yesterday, kind sir. This would be Tuesday the 20th of November, kind sir. It was a young slim appearing AA male, car occupied once, and he was driving southbound down 7th Street; and he made a left turn onto the street outside of my window, and then proceeded to turn left again, and into the public parking area across from this PH Building, where many people do park and then go into some kind of building, that is off to the east, beyond the parking lot and small park surrounding it. He parked and appeared to shut his car off, but he looked directly up at my apartment, and then he instantly appeared to put his car back into gear after turning it on again. He drove out after making a complete park in a spot that faced my apartment perfectly. He saw me looking back at him, and this seemed to make him decide to leave at once, kind sir. But this time, instead of driving back on 7th Street heading northbound where he had originally come from, he crossed over 7th Street, and then proceeded westbound and up on Avenue B. This seemed very strange behavior. I know that if some police person were to ever see me do this type of maneuver with my vehicle, I would be stopped for an ID check, and some basic questions. Just wanted you to know about this; me wonderful kind Sheriff KJM, sir!!!!
There was definitely a movie that was being advertised somewhere, back about one or two months in time, as movies normally get advertised on television; by the great gang of Hollywood. It was about Mister Trump's presidency. This movie has vanished into the same misty ******* moonlight of Steven King's great one or two 'Gs' fog of Littletall. No one seems to know what I'm even talking about. Have I been moved again, 5th dimensionally? Hey, it's happened before, and we all remember, or HOPEFULLY some do. You know, the great mysterious Incollingo's Grocery Store of Egg Harbor City up there in Jersey, with those vanilla verses chocolate cup cakes? And right in that very same time circa with those ******* cup cakes, was my automobile registration. I am indeed being moved around in the 5th freaking dimension, AND I KNOW IT!!!! Then recently, maybe within a month of time or less, some mother ******* total ass-wipe on TV, who should have had his facts straight before saying what he said, definitely said that the guy running for the Florida Governor's seat, the Mayor of Tallahassee, Florida, Mister Gillum; married Diana Ross's daughter, Tracy. This made me look like a ******* asshole, when I blogged stuff about his “mother in law, DR”. I am starting to see now just how real TRUMP'S FAKE NEWS **** is really getting to mother ******* be, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry for the damn ass confusion on this issue, on my prior blogs; me peeps. WEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
For the great human invasion to take place, the Astral Plane Gods and Goddesses need to have a powerful tool; not only for the times that were primitive, where they could fool us with their parlor tricks and claim to be our GOD/GODS, me wonderful peeps; butButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, in our more advanced times as well. Even with the recent advancements in so many things here on this Earth Planet; not a mother ******* soul is one bit receptive to the ultimate truths of MOUNTAINPEN'S MORIANITY, and its teachings regarding their incredible tool and weapon, that delivers ultimate stealthy effective control over this world's entire freaking population!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just sit in here, and to quote my great old fart father from 1976, “shake my head”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And what is the name of that tool? The ESS!
Yes, the ultimate human invasion, THE EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, and their wonderful and quite freaking ass effective faction, or part, or chapter; the ELECTRONICS faction. Yes folks, WOW THIS!
I can speak about lots of mother ******* things, me kind peeps. If you don't wanna listen or believe the poor old MOUNTAINPEN, then I can talk to you about anything ranging between Nancy's noodle knockers, to Gloria's golden goblets; and nothing will matter. Still, I DO PLAN TO KEEP RIGHT ON ******* TALKING, AND RIGHT ON TELLING! So put that in your bee buzzing bonnets from here to Freddy's fake fish farm, YO. The true connections are all inside our own heads, and only top genius computer geeks or some of them, fully grasp this truth and reality; and perhaps some very high end Quantum Physicists. The rest of you out here are beyond totally clueless, and just laugh and scoff at that whack job nut case Mister Mountainpen. BUT IN THE END, those who laugh the hardest and the loudest, will cry the hardest and the loudest. IPYT one, me wonderful peeps. Either you, or your descendants will, as this WILL absolutely freaking happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So then with all of this ESS bull **** out of the way, just why did so many things that happened to me since I left Cooley Hall, all really happen? Do you honestly think that answers are that easily forthcoming, just because we eventually begin arriving at a few big truths as to the mechanics of things that lay behind those GAP OZ-CURTAINS? Boy oh boy oh boy, do I wish that it really worked out like that, me peeps. No such mother freaking luck, YO. Seeing these truths merely allows a lot of otherwise huge deceptions and delusions, to be lesser amplified. Knowing the things that I do, simply tones down the incredible total covert stealth, that would otherwise be all encompassing; and with no hope whatsoever of any light ever being shed on any truths. The people in the psych industry insist on seeing things according to what they have learned in college, taught to them in rote, by professors, and books, and perhaps now, with the computers too. Still, propagating falseness just leads to endless nonsense being spewed out all over the goddamn place. Think about it for a minute, and you'll not be able to help seeing that I am correct. I can show you proof of things that people simply insist CANNOT BE REAL. Why did the great disco queen Donna Summer, mention me on three separate songs, in 1982 with the signal from my fast erase tape system, in 1989 with the HH Apartments (Haddon Hills) dream about all of the other times and places being only dreams, but this time I totally know that it's real, and finally in 1993 about “MY” messed up mind, really Donna girl?! Well, she was sure correct about the cats and dogs and kids thing, and I'll admit that I was not always a loving person, and she did indeed tell me things that edified me in the long run, and for that, I'll be endlessly grateful to her, and wish her only the best back there in the great ENDLESSNESS of PURGATORY! Hey, why did Karen Carpenter leave this world for that same wonderful purgatory, right after I left #1802 Robin Hill Apartments, for 134 Norris Avenue, in Atco, New Jersey, USAESMWG, on 2-1-83? For that matter, just why really, did my daughter's doppelganger go into that laboratory technician, from my throat specialist; back in 1984? Folks; living trapped in three tiny dimensions, will never produce accurate answers, and THAT MUCH, I DO KNOW FOR TOTAL CERTAINTY! Only a 5-D viewpoint and perspective, permits me to see at least over the heads of many mighty giants who all came and went, before me! People have the idea that I am guessing my old school-mate from Cooley, Russ Thaxton, mostly share. They think that a person is able to escape things by traveling in miles or time. If a hell around a person is large enough, I know for a fact that it swallows up things such as distance, and time, and yes, EVEN DEATH. Do you have a better explanation for why I am here physically, after dying twenty times, and I mean dying; not some near experience to dying, butButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT goddamn totally dying, YO??????????? You can argue with me until you're blue in the face, from over eating Patty's pumpkin pies. Reality won't ******* alter as a result. I have died OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN so why am I not dead right now, YO BRO???
Maybe we need to examine lots of goddamn things for a short whittle time. It totally seems to me that I was not the only one who wondered about the great lab-tech from 1984. Even BonJovi's 2nd cuzz Tony, and his faithful Avalon employee Ryan; knew there was both smoke, as well as fire, in all of this. I know that my fave TV-law show was wondering too. I mean hey, if I can't put together a thousand unmissable damn clues, then I need to go back to grammar school, and sit around on the swing set with the little rug rats, munching on Tasty-Cakes! Still, I don't know why the ESS does this. I do know that there are so many vigintillions of parallel worlds, that all anyone has to do to win the Powerball Jackpot, is to buy any number group at all, and then find a way to take that over to one of your hyperspace doppelgangers living in a parallel world that matches the numbers that you bought. I say this only to make the point that there are so many worlds in hyperspace, and so many endless possibilities in the entire mix of fifth dimensional interaction; that no computer, even if it was the size of a thousand entire galaxies; would be able to make any real absolute sense to it all. The gods cannot even do it for crissake, me peeps. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT you can freaking damn ass bet your bottom dollar that they really enjoy PLAYING THE GAME, as this game distracts them away from the most horrible thoughts that would otherwise begin creeping into their awareness, or mind or whatever; and that is the hopelessness of endlessness. You as a human being, think that this would be wonderful and terrific. You need to carefully and closely watch a particular TWILIGHT ZONE episode with PIP the afterlife-guide, who takes this really bad crook into purgatory, and after a while, it dawns on him, that no matter how wonderful it may be, the endlessness will crush you like a trillion ******* tons of bricks falling onto your goddamn head!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The gods know that they must distract themselves away from this awareness of endlessness, by creating this incredible EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY, and coming out into this nuclear dream of hyperspace; and doing all of these things, and a countless mother ******* zillion other things as well!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here's another really good one for all of you today, me people. There was an actress back from the days that my mom would call, “Old Hollywood”, by the name of Heady Lamar. I may as usual, with my poor spelling skills; be slightly misspelling the name of this once great actress. The time circa was the forties, and this was a woman who lived back in those days, when like it or not ladies out there, women were either nurses, secretaries, or housewives, basically. Susan B. Anthony may have given women the voter rights, but that was that. Women were not inventing wild 'ELECTRONIC' gismos, as this just wasn't any part of reality; from hockey sticks to voice-print matches! Yet this wonderful marvelous and super gorgeous actress lady, invented an incredible device that I saw in a parallel universe, even before I became aware that this great lady invented this mind bending 'RADIO' device, right here in my waking world reality, or “this universe”, where I exist physically in this body. What it does is allow many more bandwidths of old style radio, to carry many more stations inside it, and thus program-information; and this was used in World War ll, and the Army and the government tried to steal her great invention, but she eventually was awarded what she deserved; and did a major part to help the war effort. People don't know these things, and I didn't either. It wasn't until one day about a year ago give or take some months, that I was watching one of her movies on the 'AMC', or one of those movie channels on my Cable TV System, and afterwards; the announcer and narrator comes on to discuss various things about the movie, as well as those who acted in the films. This radio jumped frequencies, one to another, and the actual transmission was based on an exact rapidly jumping scramble of the numerous frequencies on the radio band, and naturally increasing the possible amount of bandwidth by leaps and bounds. This was not ever used in peace time after the war, or at least not to my knowledge. BUTButButButButBUTTTTTTTTTTTT, there is indeed a powerful parallel universe connection to this lady, and this wonderful invention of hers. It is way to complex to even begin tackling all of this for right now on this blog, that is already on page number 44, on my open office system. WHAAAAAA!
No people, Reaganomics and President Ronald Reagan, were very unpleasant and dark days in this country's past. The pubs know fully well that Reaganomics and their trickle-down junk, DOES NOT WORK, but they do their best to keep trying to endlessly fool the dumber people who don't know how to multiply double numbers together without a Walmart freaking calculator. President Reagan ****** up the entire world when he was elected in November of 1980, and was in office from January 1981 through January of 1989. Then to make **** even worse, the PUB-RULE went on another four goddamn years with his vice-president, asshole daddy-BUSH. Say what you want to, anyone of you damn ass buttwipes; Mister Clinton was the greatest thing to ever happen in this country. If he had not come along, we wouldn't even need **** head Mister Trump, because we already would no longer be AMERICA, and would be under total dictatorship martial law!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, that will be coming after January of '25 any way, so goddess help us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But the great wonderful love generation of the hippie sixties, was rapidly replaced with the 80's monstrous greedy generation of scum bag yuppies, and other New York dirt bags! No more rewarding a hard working man for doing what the gods put us on this miserable ******* world to do. We try and invest our hard earned money in that crooked post Reagan Wall Street, and they steal and cheat it away from us. WOW, what a wonderful mother ******* country this is. Don't rollover in your **** chewing graves, old 7th great grand-pappy, Samuel Huntington. You and your pals, the other founding fathers; you might as well just enjoy the endlessness of the purgatory, and forget all about this horrendous screwed up place, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAGNESONIC, OPEN COMMAND, G-7.
WHOEVER IS SCREWING UP MY ENTIRE LIFE AND PERSECUTING ME TO MY GRAVE, WITH NUMEROUS TYPES OF ASSAULTS, IS TO BE SCANNED FOR TOTAL CRUSH DESTRUCT, SINGE DESTRUCT, TOTAL DESTRUCT, DESTRUCT; ON ALL GENERAL AND ALL CODED GENERAL ORDERS. USE BOTH 'AD' AND 'ZD' TECHNOLOGIES. MAGNESONIC, ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, YOU WILL NOW HAVE YOUR 1983 AT&T OLD STYLE PHONE-TONES DATA TRANSFERRED, INTO LONG-EEEEE VOWEL-SOUND PRINT, WITH THE RED PRINT FOR THE 'A' TONE, AND THE BLUE PRINT FOR THE 'B' TONE.
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GO TO G-189, UNDER SPECIAL ORDER 18, AND STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION.
LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; 4 ABSOLUTELY DIFFERENT REASONS THAN TIMES FROM B-4, TODAY'S MEGA-TERRA-SUPER HYPER BOTBAR DAY HAS JUST ABOUT NOTHING 2 DO WITH PRESENT TIME ACTUAL PERSECUTION
06:54 PM, Friday, February 2, 2024
SUPER SUPER SUPER BOTBAR AND MEDIUM HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC DAY
Well folks, today was beyond a mother frucking total lulu 4 the poor pitiful nonron (P-P-N) Mountainpen. The aerial siege was there and present as it almost always is, but not real super awful bad and so when months and months of it keep happening around me, all humans develop that sort of 'getting-used-2-stuff' syndrome effect, and so unless it is off the dials major horrible, it is just there and ever present and ever annoying but something I have learned 2 endlessly plucking live with in my Huntington Cursed sub-existence called my-present-me-life. What happened 2 me early this goddamn afternoon is Y the stock market jumped up, and has now gained perdy dern dirty glass close 2 a full 6 THOUSAND POINTS NOW SINCE LESS THAN A YEAR AGO IN LATE SPRING TIME OF 2023 SOMEWHERE, WHEN IT CLOSED AT A NEAR-TERM LOW POINT OF JUST OVER 33-K BASIS-POINTS. So just what caused this horrendous mother flagging day, U obviously R now wondering???????? Well, simplllleeee, Sir Officer Chuck Korean Kim from late 1978 at Certainteed!!!!!!!
I received another call from these demonic creditors as well as letter of my owing a debt 2 them which has persisted without ever stopping and only backs off at most, 4 maybe half a year, and then it comes back strong and forever annoying. But all of that was bad enough, and it gets a whole goddamn lot worse, let me tell U all, and when I am all through here FBI, if U refuse 2 investigate all that I now plan 2 reveal 2-U here on this blog, then shame on goddessdog U, dudes and duddesses out there. Please, all I truly ask U-2 do is remember that what is now happening 2 me, can just as easily SOMEDAY B HAPPENING EITHER DIRECTLY 2-U, OR 2 SOMEONE U LOVE AND CARE 4 WITH ALL OF YOUR MIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! So don't do squat 4 me, do it 4 goddamn U, YO. PWEEEEEZE.
A thorough full tedious investigation of my life, will reveal that something has absolutely gone down, very damn glass dirty, just as was told 2 me over a telephone some time in 1981 while residing at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments, by a nice attorney from Moorestown, NJUSAESMWG if me' memories R serving me at all accurately here, peeps. Forget music and the © Copyright Office and the 'LOST LOVE' SONG, OR AT LEAST, PUT IT ON THE BACK BURNER 4 NOW, AND LISTEN 2 WHAT I TELL U ABOUT OTHER STUFF. If U run an honest and open minded investigation, and realize, that quoting what the movie actor Sir Mel Gibson told Mizz other movie actress Julia Roberts, in a fictional NYC taxicab in that marvelous movie called, 'Conspiracy Theory'; was perfectly correct and endlessly apropos and fitting with my hellishness and true tale of life-long miseries and woe-whiz-me nightmares; U will C that although no powerful and direct stuff that may B of court-sufficient evidence quality will come charging out at U in that investigation, what will however begin 2 become completely undeniable is that “SOMETHING DIRTY IS DEFINITELY GOING DOWN ALL AROUND ME, AND HAS BEEN SINCE MY BIRTH, and then worsening in absolute definite time-stages or periods, such as were listed on recent prior blogs just this year, and using the example of the Crown Amplifier with the attached keyboard, and the pet cat or dog running across the keyboard making the same horrendous noises and with the volume being raised up higher on particular occasions or in time-jumps. I used that example simply 2 make me' comparison. So moving on now with this, it is powerful and frightening, and only so-far surface scratched, and making this even more deathly glass frightening; me' awesome peeps aldare, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! When we take my long ago interactions with many people from Atlantic City, both in the late 60's and early into the 70's, and then again in the middle and late nineties in my attempt 2 get 2 the bottom of some of the antics from my rotten monstrous childhood, right away we get some inescapable stuff that could only B ignored by some wild payola scheme or threats 2 shut up or else and along the lines of the Agent Condor and Agent Falcon threats from the WPIX-Channel 11, NYC Television documentary from 1988, called, 'UFO, the Cover Up', and everybody decent and honest and truthful following along here, knows this is true and real, and 100 percent beyond surreal, as well as what could also B said here; & that it is what nightmares R all made of, or what the definition of a nightmare while awake just might B. It doesn't begin with any one thing and is 2 damn intricate 2-B looked at in simple chronological paper work. This is because so much of it all wraps into other parts of the other items that all intertwine and connect together, but not in only human ways, but also in ways that literally seem 2 have an origin from the world of the spirit, and in a Christian nation such as this USA, making that bold statement here should not automatically make me a crackpot, only unfortunately YO, IT DERN DOES INDEED!!!!!!!! We have P&M where a lot seems 2 begin, but does it? What is even bigger than that took place on the following summer with the mighty pervo Mister Tom Reale. Not only did he have me stay at that home there on Cornwall Avenue, but then some time in the following years between my leaving that night on the 12th of July in 1970, and during my search 2 locate the great Sarah Krassle in the middle 1990 times, the ACMUA water company) bought that exact property from Tom Reale, and 4 reasons only known 2 them; and even if all possible earthly reasons exclude Mark Mohr being there, and molested there, and in and on, the spiritual realities of Sarah Karge's granddaughter, who is Sarah Callio Martino, who worked her entire life AT THIS WATER COMPANY, the ACMUA and SARAH KARGE being my spirit world SARAH, since no trace of her existence could ever B found in this mortal realm physical life, FBI; President Biden, or anyone else in authority who realizes and recognizes the powers behind the great PEEPS-MAG-D-S INITIALS SYNDROME OF ALL MUSICAL CONCERTS IN THE 5TH DIMENSIONAL HYPERSPACE AND BEYOND, BACK IN THE TIMELESS PURGATORY; and intertwined with this and dozens of other nasty horrific items is the dreams that came upon me while living there on those 19 days in 1970 and all about some strange horrible family who seemingly was getting off on doing me in 100 percent totally and completely. Now Princeton University's great Professor Al Einstein, talked about turning mass into energy by, multiplying by the speed of light squared. I say forget all of that, YO. That beyond horrible WASHCLOTH NIGHTMARE DOGTOWN FAMILY took my body and bones, and me' flesh, and insides; and without any speed of light multiplications being needed nor involved in the mix whatsoever, managed 2 turn it directly and totally into ASH, and soon 2-B forgotten memories 2-B urinated and spat upon by those passing by me' Potters-Field Grave someday vely vely vely non Cooley Hall Bob McDowell SOON; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, ME' BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When this actual waking world family went onto manage my successful STOCKHOLM SYNDROME KIDNAPPING in the late summer time of the year of 2008; this world turned another one of the mighty, and now latengrate Sir Pat Robertson, cornerstones; just as the one that he was describing concerning the year of 1967, and when the 'DARK SHADOWS' TV-SHOW went into its 2nd season, and the 1st season had completed, as the show's original air-date was June 27, 1966; and now when purchasing the BOX-SET of this TV-show, it seemingly is missing this entire first season, unless 4 whatever the reasons may B, the library copies at my local library here in Saint Lucie County, Florida-USA, have this missing first season. Yes 1969 and then 2008 were major wild global cornerstone turnings, and U were so right, and I'm giving this 2-U Mister Robertson, posthumously, 'but still'; oh Detective Lenny Briscoe, Sir. FBI; U want 2 know about kidnapping under Stockholm Syndrome, or how 80 plus percent of the largest crimes ever committed in this awesome marvelous nation called the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, all were done AFTER personal research or personal foreknowledge or personal connected relatability was first involved in the situation, well, we can go with just the SAFET and closely named peeps here such as me' Cooley Hall special-education teacher with the coffee and coworker in the photo or their very close dern lookalikes that I post up from time 2 time, or we can forget SAFET and believe that a direct link exists, but either way, come on. U know stuff, and so I know U know family secrets, and I know that U damn grass know what's getting told and said here, so I don't dare get all that specific, but in case U-R a wee tad bit slow in figuring it out here, those wild letters R interchangeable in a whole lot of 'Morianity-related' things; not just being under a Stockholm Kidnapping situation, YO, as in 'R' and 'T'. And then with or without ICE-T, or ice tea, & served one day in 1969, over at me' ole' pal Brad Messenger's joint; and me' having EXTRA SUGAR IN ME' TEA, YO; AND SO DON'T TELL ME FBI, THAT U DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEING SAID, SO DON'T GO PLEASE EVER TELLING ME THAT I AM USING THE TECH ON YOUR MINDS NOW, AS I KNOW THAT U KNOW ALL ABOUT THIS WHOLE DERN GLASS THING, YO BRO!!! Do U dudes and duddesses wanna' know what has been done 2 me, besides all that I've been blogging and telling so far?????? First B-4 telling the tale here, U must know that some research has been done and made, and that I learned some wild stuff, and that first off; Florida is always considered 2-B the very best state 2 come 2, if U have some big problems WITH YOUR DEBTS. I did not come here 4 that reason, but it also seems that New Jersey is one of the worst states 4 having a major debt issue with creditors. It appears that I have 2 judgments against me, and that only peeps who absolutely hate me' guts would have engineered such a powerful attack on a poverty stricken person, who has no way of paying tid bits of monies by the reference point of large banks and financial institutions; and the only reason in the world 4 what exactly has been done 2 me with 2 particular old debts, IS PERSONAL, and it never would have been done in ordinary circumstances. Things like this only would B done if someone TOLD them 2 do it and made it worth their while financially, illegal payola in other words, FBI!!!!! First, these two debts R separate issues, and one goes back all the way into 1994 and the other one form 2009 was refiled against me 7 years later in 2016 when they bought the debt that I had with the J-C-PENNEY peeps, who if U all remember here, screwed with me back in 1994 with their copying of Tom Reale's studdering, with their TV-ad-spot that went, 'D-I-T----D-I-T----DOIN' IT RIGHT, over and over again. Some loophole in the goddamn law has allowed this LLC in Minnesota that buys debts, 2 do this entirely legally. They have somehow managed 2 get 2 new legal judgments, and by new, they were officially filed and recorded as active, one on February 24, 2012, and one on June 3, 2016. Now my credit report with all three major credit reporting agencies shows none of these negative items, and all I can conclude concerning that, is that the debt and credit laws, even with the clever frucking loophole allowing this rotten debt collection agency 2 make these new filing suits against me; R preventing the credit reporting agencies from entering negatives from debts owed from this long ago, against me' current credit report. Still, if they wish 2, they still have years 2 take me 2 court and try and collect money from me. What happens then, is a deposition is taken after I am sworn under penalty of perjury 2 give accurate accounts of my net worth and my income, assets, liabilities, and all of that; and then they can petition a judge 2 take anything of value away from me until the debt is satisfied. Of course I own nothing, my old clunker car is completely totaled after that drunken lady smashed into it back on 09-27-2019 and completely got away with her crime, and it is worth less money even in perfect condition since it is 20 years of age now, than it would cost 2 do a repair job on the broken body that is being held together with that great stuff that is like an extremely sticky white thin wide tape covering. I applied a roll of this 2 the damaged area nearly a year ago now, and it is still fine, but the car is officially totaled and also it has nearly 94 thousand miles on the odometer now. All other items in my prefab home here R owned by me' landlord. All I have R a few beat up old ugly clothes, and this broken down computer that is not worth fifty bucks. No judge would B able 2 do anything 2 me, and they don't throw a dude in prison unless he did all of this fraudulently as I did not, and was forced 2 run away from my kidnapping situation, literally with the clothes on my back in 12-2009, and I have nothing. But still this evil enemy won't quit persecuting me night and day right 2 me' goddamn grave, FBI!!!!!!!!!!!!! Call it the WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE (WSMT), call it Satan the Devil and HIS demonic antichrist kingdom, call it the results of being the chosen one in this family line under the HUNTINGTON CURSE OF 3,000 YEARS NOW, call it whatever U may wish 2 goddamn call it, oh weerlld aldare, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!! So should I decide 2 move back into NO-JOY-ZEE-USA and out of debt-haven Florida, just what would then happen 2 me concerning this plot 2 screw with me based on varying state-2-state legislation's with the debt laws?????????? Folks and FBI; I could fill up half a wing on a law library and blogger dot com wouldn't allow that much information up on my blog on their site 4 reasons of plagiarism and copyright infringement as well as just maximizing a daily space in text rule. It is vely vely non Bob 1972 extensive and intricate, 2 say the vely least here, and so placed in a total compressed abridged nut-shell here peeps, I CANNOT LEAVE FLORIDA AND GO BACK 2 JERSEY, AND IF I LEAVE FLORIDA, IT BETTER B-2 A PORT FAR AWAY FROM THE USA, AND HOW DO I DO THAT WHEN I DEPEND ON THEIR GODDAMN SOCIAL SECURITY MONIES 2 LIVE ON 4 CRISSAKE, YO ME' BRRRRRRRRRR??????????? So LSS here peeps, if I cannot make the ONLINE GAMING AND ROULETTE ACCOUNT WORK, then I can forget that little hope of making a few bucks and forcing my enemies 2 pay 4 the privilege of endlessly persecuting and harassing me straight 2 me' total grave-stone death!!!!!!!!! All of these things R endlessly plotted and planned 2 ruin and wreck every single thing I have ever tried doing in my entire life. I knew decades ago that this force was using female recording artists in some wild nutty total way in this mix of wiping me out, FBI, and if U refuse 2-C these truths and just think of me as some crazy goddamn crack-pot, then it is flucking total goddamn curtains 4 the Mountainpen, and my opinion of this so-called loving righteous 'GOD' that we all R supposed 2 have somewhere 'out there', wouldn't B even close 2 appropriate 2 print and post onto a goddamn blogging frucking site!!!!!
Now showing U the roulette and moving out of Florida and the credit connections here, and just because I am not able 2 show with this same glittering, sparkling, glowing, glistening, glimmering, worm-crawling elaborated and elucidated effects and detailed amounts with my situation of being child molested in an exact piece of property that later on was purchased by the one and only great and illustrious ACMUA or the Sarah Callio WATER COMPANY as Morianity also refers 2 this crap-hole by; does not mean that all of this along with my kidnapping by this family and under the Stockholm Syndrome 2 boot YO, is not all just as perfectly planned and has powerful agendas, objectives, motives, and goals, and BY SATAN HIMSELF 4 CRISSAKE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have I begun 2 make this point? Has this new part of this very old story, oh lovely Mizz Karen Latengrate Carpenter, EVEN BEGUN YET??????? NOT ON YOUR GODDESSDOG LIVES, LADS AND LASSIES OUT THERE, NAUGHT ON YOUR LIFE, LOVELY 1983 MISS BLAKE, MAH'M!!! Take THAT straight 2 the Toronto Dominion Bank of CANADA, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2024, FOR BOTBAR DAYS:
2024 ANNUAL, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
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01/07------007-------00-----------------------00---x----xx
01/08------008-------01-----------------------13---x----01
01/09------009-------01-----------------------11---x----01
01/10------010-------01------------------------10---x----01
JANE------011-------02------------------------18---x----01
01/12------012-------02------------------------17---x----01
01/13------013-------02------------------------15---x----01
01/14------014-------02------------------------14---x----01
01/15------015-------03------------------------20---x----01
01/16------016-------04------------------------25---x----01
01/17------017-------04------------------------24---x----01
01/18------018-------04------------------------22---x----01
01/19------019-------04------------------------21---x----01
01/20------020-------05------------------------25---x----01
01/21------021-------05------------------------24---x----01
01/22------022-------06------------------------26---x----01
01/23------023-------07------------------------30---x----01
01/24------024-------07------------------------29---x----01
01/25------025-------08------------------------32---x----01
01/26------026-------09------------------------35---x----01
01/27------027-------10------------------------37---x----01
01/28------028-------10------------------------36---x----01
01/29------029-------10------------------------34---x----01
01/30------030-------10------------------------33---x----01
01/31------031-------10------------------------32---x----01
02/01------032-------10------------------------31---x----01
02/02------033-------11------------------------33---x----01
MONTHS 1-2, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:
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MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 2, 2024---JWSC-FRI-12-45
CURRENT PHASE IS: LAST QUARTER MOON
N.M. WXC1 WXC2 WXC3 WXC4 WXC5 F.Q. WXG1 WXG2 WXG3 WXG4 WXG5 WXG6 WXG7 F.M. WNG1 WNG2 WNG3 WNG4 WNG5 WNG6 WNG7 L.Q. WNC1 WNC2 WNC3 WNC4 WNC5 WNC6 N.M.
WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)
WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)
WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)
If this powerful family from beyond the stars does not stop MURDERING ME, GREAT FBI; I ask U-2 turn your attention 2 what I am totally aware of back in my demos days of 1980 at 1802 going far beyond 10 year daughter with number-29's on their brains. I speak of boardwalks with cassette tapes left on them and all sorts of stuff that I am able 2 do and make happen, and the world is right now on the damn cusp of total disaster, so please, I am just asking 4 a tiny little bit of rest and peace, and reminding U all that I as well as U am indeed more than goddamn capable of exacting powerful revenge and circumstances!!!!!!!!!!
I just cannot take this mid thirties plus MP4B junk!!!!!
OH AWESOME ROOMIE AND SIR CHESTER:
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
END TRANSMISSION.
LOYAL-30, The Next Blog and Subtitled; Moving Ever Onward with the Most Powerful Story Ever Told Since Jesus Christ, With ESS at Full Blast and Making Nobody Seemingly Give A Trump-Knit From Wild Days & Times Gone By
05:05 PM, THURSDAY AFTERNOON, FEBRUARY 1, 2024
JWSC---THU-12-44 AND ALSO, 3-6-12---THU
WORLD LABORATORIES SEND BACK TEXT DATE AND TIME FILE (DATFILE) W-L-SBT-D-F-CEN-21-020124.712.32
WORLD LABORATORIES GALANET DATFILE:
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To post on the blogger dot com (BDC) WEBSITE, hypothetically speaking of course, based on Mountainpen's future life memories as Labber-Zeejins:
YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-W-O-WIPE-OUT.
The transdimensional destruction of Haddonfield-NJ:
NO STORY ON PLANET EARTH IS LIKE THIS ONE.
Great FBI of Quantico; my story is real, this is all real, it is happening and has been going down around me now, ever since I was born; and then it got far far far goddamn worse, once I left the illustrious almighty COOLEY HELL HIGH HALL and school, at the end of January of 1973, and being there only as a guest since aging out on me' 18th B-D on 12-04-1972, YO!!!!!
But it was AT COOLEY HALL, that I Knew
IN REFLECTED BMS, THAT THIS WOULD ALL
ACTUALLY & LITERALLY HAPPEN 2 ME!!!!!!!!!!
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SOOOOOOOOOOO, Mister TCE Sir Arthur Crane from late 1991 and into 1992 somewhere; what is this deal with Cooley Hall and me' awesome prophecy called, “The destruction of Haddonfield” that all seemingly was surrounding a totally simultaneously occurring deal with a future location out nearly a full decade into the reflected antimatter space of the year 1980 known then as the ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, and known only in my B-4-time, as the “farm outside of Haddonfield”, as sure enough, this place then, was indeed precisely and I mean exactly, Sid Crown oh Sir, what it was, just a farm, and it was a wee tad bit 2 the east, and yes, outside of the town called HADDONFIELD, NJUSAESMWG!!!!! So let us push on here Mister Kent, and explain this situation a wee tad bit better here; oh lovely Mizz Patty HHH, as well as Mobster-Louidgee and Inspector Henderson, from that ever awesome fictional original nineteen-fifties 'Superman' Television Show. JEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was in Mister Smith's class at this special-education school, in the great Cooley Hall, and one day in particular, I just 'knew' that there was a farm outside of town there in Haddonfield, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA and in this 'place' or 'whatever' were peeps who were planning 2 destroy me, and these exact words were inside of me' head and I couldn't think of anything BUTTTTTTTTT, BUTTERCHEESE, BUTT big or small, and or but 4 that one thing. It was completely and totally dominant on me' mind, and I had 2 tell my teacher about this, Mister David Leigh Smith. Less than one year ago in the first half of July in 1970, I had been staying all alone at the age of fifteen years, at that Cornwall Avenue home in Ventnor, NJUSAESMWG that was owned by the sex pervert molester Mister Thomas J. Reale of Somers Point, and where his family, or most of them in those times seemingly all hailed from. While there all by me'self, I would have beyond frightening and troubling nightmarish dreaming interactions, where I was with this entire family of peeps who despised and hated me, and wanted only 2 endlessly hurt and injure me and eventually completely ruin and destroy me, right down 2 me' goddessdog ashes; AND I KNEW THIS DEEP DOWN IN ME' SPIRIT, OH FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION DUDES AND DUDDESSES, YO. I ABSOLUTELY KNEW THIS IN THE MARROW OF ME' BONES. Now the summer season had been long over and there I was back in goddamn school in Smith's class at the southeast corner of COOLEY HALL Building on the property known as the Bancroft School 4 exceptional children. Kids there ran the gamete from severely retarded 2 misfit geniuses. Some had epileptic fits and seizures, and they would suddenly just make a sick sound and fall down onto the floor, dropping like a rock. Some had hearing or visual issues. Some had great health, and as I said, the day student crew that I was a part of, as well as the residential students made up a beyond major and incredible motley crew of kids. Let me assure U all of that right here, and right now; lovely Lieutenant Anita Van Buren, oh mah'm!!!!!!!! So, moving on now, here:
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So after experiencing this horrendous series of nightmares with some wild mysterious powerful family that hated me and was trying 2 do me in while staying all alone and being sexually molested 2 boot, now it is only months later in time, and suddenly I am hearing that little voice, not audibly but just as real, telling me that there is a farm outside of Haddonfield with peeps there who plan 2 totally wipe me out. It was a month or 2 after the great 1970 holidays had come and gone, perhaps one month shy of my kid's first birthday in 3-71. A child on stupidity pills can C right through her major fanatical thing with number 29 ties unrelentingly into the 1980-1802 deal that is of course all completely tied into this hellishness beyond being on quintessential A-C-steroids. The (180) number is inside of both of the numbers of '1802' as well as '1980', as we all can C clearly when I show U this in highlighted underline text. Now, what is left but the '2' number and the '9' number, the 2 in the 1802, and the 9 in the 1980. So what and how is that all intertwined and commingled with the price of the bodega-delicatessen prices at the neighborhoods of Park Slope in lovely NYC-NYUSAESMWG; U may now B wondering, and rightfully so 2????? Well, nothing at all whatsoever, Mister awesome super talented and illustrious TV-show creator Mister Dick WOOOOOOOOLF, but it is still a cool thing 2 quote here, and hopefully with your permission; and so if naught, then simply send me a D-N-C-notice please. If I have said the wrong notice letters, I know that U know what I am referring 2 YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS yes lovely Katy, and also I was looking 2 say here, Sir Mike soft, simply, “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” so as 2 quote me' roommate from the year of 2000 in Blue Anchor, NJUSAESMWG, Sir Chester-Frank, and all Midge dogs, tape recorders, and other wild stuff since this all started seemingly on the beaches of Atlantic City, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA on the 28th day in June, Saturday, in good ole' endlessly unforgotten by me the Mountainpen, 1969. So moving this on, YO: I had horrible off the dials frightening nightmares in some weird series while living there at that later 2-B Callio Water Company ACMUA purchased home and property, and the 2nd house from the corner of the block on Ventnor's great awesome Cornwall Avenue, and right near the bay and the large gorgeous high-rise building. Tom had restored one room in the lower level rear of this large home, and that is where I was 2 bunk down there from the 24th day in June through the 12th night in July, back in 1970. These serial nightmares were all with some family that that inner voice kept telling me was simply known 2 me or 2 me' dreaming double or me' 'doppelganger', as “THAT FAMILY”, and this is beyond weirdo-weird Kathy Cody, with all of your wonderful and incredible shadows of darkness involved herein since Sarah, 4 the very first time, or so I thought back then, as well as 4 a long time since then and all throughout me' search 2 find her in me' adult life, and what many told me was me' 'midlife crisis'; would then go onto refer 2 me as, “THAT BOY”. So it was FIRST in those wild scarey serial nightmare dreaming interactions from that home on Cornwall Avenue, where the actual message inside of me' head came from, “THAT-BOY”. Then several days following the final nightmare while residing there, came me' trip out and away from the shores of Abseacon Island as the entire piece of real estate is officially called on the tax maps, as well as the official border maps; and it was on that public transit bus that I boarded at approximately half past ten at night on the 12th evening in 1970's July, when one minute or so after I had taken me' seat on that bus, the entire 'Quoddy Mock Queens Of Danger' girl-gang also boarded this bus and got off at the later in life 2-B learned was the block in Pleasantville, NJUSAESMWG, where the great ACMUA headquarters (the water company) was situated, with their Atlantic City offices at the very end of the great JULIA WHITE (ROUTE-30) HORSE PIKE, & right at Virginia Avenue, and at the mailing legal address of 401 Virginia Avenue, and also as in the retirement plans shortly 2 arrive on the scene following those times of hellishness 4 me, the great 401-K, with the 'K' as in James Redfield Safet 'KRASSLE', and U simply cannot get any of these endless astral proofs discounted, no matter how anyone might ever try and do so; and that is a dern glass total promise, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So let us keep pushing onward with this still a wee tad bit further, huh there lovely Patty, and Super Clark?????????????????
My nightmares were simply where me' spirit was somehow being attracted 2 in July of 1970, and this is where this nightmare family got their original hold over me. Patty however was already in me' life and from a year earlier as I had seen and been with her twice on the Schiff's Central Pier beach area, once on the 28th in June in 1969, and again in middle late July, or maybe the beginning of August somewhere, but it was 3-6 weeks later; and then she was not living in Philly, but in Washington Heights, NYUSAESMWG. Now she had quite the exodus from state 2 state bouncing and YO-YO-ing back and forth quite often between New Jersey and New York ever since the middle and middle late 1960's. She worked at my mom's office 4 several years while living in Gloucester City, and then moved into Mount Laurel while I was first at the Robin Hill place, and then she moved back according 2 mom, 2 the island again where she lived at the time when she married the Colaman. I have these facts only second hand from my mom and now my dimming memories, so forgive anything if it is wrong, and so I state up front right now it may B a wee tad bit inaccurate, and then it may B-100 percent on the goddessdog '$' here 2, YO BRO. I know that when I was in either Mount Laurel, and where 'PHHH' had moved 2 with the tennis player 4 a couple of years or there about, as well as when I was in that area beyond it near the Route 38 highway looking 2 visit Sir Robert Computer-whiz Provenzono and where Donna Lalasis Patterson also lived in those very same apartments; that all hell broke loose around me by the WOMO-SPACEFORCE, and their major death aerial assaults, and even Mister R-P was scared off from helping me back when he as well was placed under one of these death air-strikes one day while driving, as well as having his car busted into and robbed, just an hour or 2 following the air strike assault on him; and he told me he was not gonna' associate with me any longer. This is the absolute copied story years later from just one of me' so many endless similar type of incidents caused 2 me by this enemy from nightmares and destruction; all shown on that marvelous television show called, 'Ghost Whisperer', on that particular episode of the lawyer-stalker, and his girlfriend named Colleen, and how after Jenny Hewitt's character Mizz Melinda Gordon got involved, she went onto experience this hellish nightmare persecution that the WOMO-SPACEFORCE has been doing 2 me and is still 2 this very day ever since my leaving the COOLEY HALL, and worsened after the 1986 hyperspace interaction and then worsened even yet again during me' decade later wild and frantic search 2 locate the great SSJKK PINK SCYLLA- GODDESS JEHOVAH, and my Sarah from the 1960's, same entity, I assure U of this, great FBI and WORLD out there!!! No diff at all whatsoever, and I know all of this just like I know me' own name!!!!!!!! But YO, shall we move this a wee tad bit further along now great Blogaudian peeps aldare?????????? JEEZ-LOUISE, Surfer Fonty, and from any goddessdog great 5th dimensional hyperspace locales involved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They know I am writing this blog and just gave me a warning call on me' cellphone at ten minutes shy of 7. They refuse 2 speak, and this has been going on since the end of 1982 and into the start of 1983 and is Y that machine was purchased, that led 2 all of these interconnected electronic devices all becoming a part of me' wild awesome surreal reality, ever since. No matter how many times I pushed the red-off prompt-button on the phone, it wouldn't go off either; FBI. Finally it did, but that WAS A MAJOR ILLEGAL CALL AND A MAJOR ILLEGAL HACK, and this evil family knows that this blog is being done, since all things now run on WIRELESS and even when hardwired up, or when an automobile does not have any engaged ON-STAR high-technology-type of internet connected system; 'they' WSMT still R able 2 perform this Merlin Wizardry Magic, or 4 short, this futhermucking runt slapping rock chucking 'MWM', matching me' own initials no less, so keeping in with the ever-honoring of the ole' world HARRAH's Casino here, this can and shall B indeed shortened here from now on, 2 simply thistlethorns thisssssssssss, this “other non-Harrah's MWM” and AKA 'ONHMWM'!
(OTHER NON-HARRAH's MERLIN WIZARDRY MAGIC) ALL SPELLED OUT HERE 4-U, oh weerlld aldare!!!!!!! Yes sir, the crapola that I learned a couple weeks ago while at me' mechanic place while speaking 2 this other customer there, took me into brand new territory, and dozens of powerful blogs WILL B MADE regarding the entire shebang later on, once I am able this year 2 get me a decent sized & really interested blog-audience, that cares about hearing my personal true story straight out from the GATES OF GODDAMN HELL ITSELF, AND QUITE LITERALLY; WOLF-WOLF-WOLF-WOLF-WOOOOOOOOOLF!!!!!!!!! Yes peeps out here, this family the WSMT that I have a total major complete goose damn egg desire 2 spend any of me' time with EVER EVER EVER NEVER NEVER NEVER, oh Diana, human indwelt Diana as well; and SOOOOOOOOOOO Mister TCE-Crane oh SIR; the simple truth is that they know every word I type and they cause every one of these hacks, and I am powerless 2 the 24th power 2 ever stop them, as they R what we can all think of here as SATAN and or the DEMONIC FORCES, and this leads me straight into where I was planning 2 head anyway, right B-4 the interrupted telephone flucking call, oh wonderful, mind busting, awesome great FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION (FBI); YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shall we now attempt 2 “push on” here, Mister Clark Kent???
In our BIBLES, there is a powerful undeniable scripture that says, that GOD'S ways and thoughts R much higher than ours. Our thoughts and memories do all come from the GOD MEMORY at INFINITY, but once they filter down into physical world life; they take on the human characteristic of the mortal material realm, that me' ole' classmate the lovely Amy-C loved so much. This simple truth is beyond powerful times a trillion-quintillion, and IPYT peeps! The ASTRAL PLANE is made of E (energy). The material world or this PHYSICAL PLANE is made of M (matter). Sir Professor Al Einstein was revealed some wild stuff by high purgatite entities, level 8 and level 9 Purgatites or the COINS and the COILS. He was shown inside his head, literally, how matter is energy and energy is matter, and the only difference is that when we take matter, and multiply it by the square of the speed of light, it IS ENERGY and no longer is MATTER. As with any and all mathematically relatable truths, the inverse of that is also real and absolutely inviolate. In other words, in addition to this, is the truth that when we take ENERGY, and divide it by the square of the speed of light, it IS MATTER. It really is not as complex as lots of peeps seemingly pretend that it is. The complexities all lie in many details within the nuclear reality 2 the so many Y-questions that go onto stem from his famous equation of E=MC SQ. As U know I don't know how 2 make a little raised 2 math sign on a word document program and so if I ever learn, I'll then start doing it, so I just type in SQ 4 'squared'. Again, quite Chuck Kim Korean 'simplllleeee' really!!!!!!!!! But continuing on with my nightmare life-story now, it is like this: GOD's ways and GOD's thoughts R higher, they R ENERGY. Our thoughts thereby R lower, they R MATTER-INTERACTIONS, and so what is meant by the Mountainpen's Morianity by that little brand new expression, U may B head scratching again? Well scratch no longer, I shall make it as clear 2-U as I am possibly able now 2 do so, YO BRO:!!!!!!!!!!!!! Energy may B the real U, even inside your head; but its job is permitting us 2 interact on this physical plane of life, so it creates out of an illusion of waves and particles, which is all reality is 2 begin with, and this is scientific fact, 4 any laughing scoffers out there; along with the endlessly existing 'EMF' or the electromagnetic field-forces; and it allows a true spirit self or our real actual energetic reality, 2 now have physical plane interactiveness. Again, it may sound wild and completely unbelievable, but I assure U of 2 things here. First it is absolutely true, and second, it is not really complicated and intricate in its basic actual truth of what and who this entire deal is that humankind has been asking of itself since almost the times that it seemingly crawled out of the damn seas a long time back. But there is an intricacy that does in fact escape those whom remain by will and not computerized design, within the limited thought processes of thinking in tiny wee boxes, thinking in 3 dimensions, and denying a lot of stuff that just seems 2 impossible or crazy 2 believe in, and so fear of becoming sociologically ostracized is most likely the prime reason 4 peeps choosing 2 remain dumbed down and stupid 2 real truths as well as in the endless dark and midevel ages of the Renaissance times. For a great quick example here on this very blog, we have GOD saying that HIS ways and thoughts R so far above ours that we cannot even think of ever meeting HIM half way, in so many matters. I wholeheartedly agree, not that GOD needs my agreeing with HIM of course, but I absolutely do, 4 the record, if nothing else, and here is Y. Without my deciding 2 try my new idea of talking at U all in the mind-control wizardry of ultimate subliminal consciousness, right up 2 where I know I can legally do it and get away with it and not B accused nor sued 4 trying 2 take over something and get a controlled army of followers 2 overthrow some established order anywhere on this world, as this is absolutely not one wee tad bit what Mark Wayne Mohr the Mountainpen is about, simple as that, and still, I shall endlessly remain with what I have come 2 know is all right 2 write and say and especially after admitting that I will indeed B doing this and not keeping U in the dark about it. All I am doing is realizing that I will get a little bit further with potential reading audiences if I go straight 2 a HIGHER PART OF YOUR MINDS, the part that is true energy and is Y indeed, humans have varying mental levels of full conscious as well as many levels of subconscious mind layers all within our control and will, but only when we understand the deal a wee tad bit better. U-C the danger here is that I am always the original pioneer, and the world powers and owners know this very well. I am the trend setter, who never receives any of the glory as this is all 2 damn powerful. Simple as that. They know that combining the magic-3 of ultimate hyper danger on true philosophical steroids, can B a wipe out destructive force 2 this planet literally overnight. I speak of advanced computers shortly 2-B released with Q-bit-tech or quantum computing abilities, programs of advanced artifical A-I Intelligence, and combining this marvelous electronic magic and wizardry with the powerful truths of manipulations of minds with subliminal consciousness techniques that have been 100 percent totally proven effective half a century ago using very low-tech stuff at chosen movie houses throughout America who were paid 2 participate in this experiment called simply, “Eat More Popcorn”, and has been discussed and blogged by this blogger many times now over the past 18 plus years, and once very recently. Right now, we can do this, and combining the 3 of these deals, and a person with enough smarts and some extra bucks can become more dangerous than all of the great world renown terrorist groups out there totally combined together. Please don't take this in any way it is not intended, anyone. This warning and truth telling is necessary, and is never encouraging anyone 2-B evil and destructive, as this all goes completely contrary in all possible ways, 2 the thoughts and desires and goals of Mark Mountainpen Mohr and his awesome Morianity story of pure truth, at least 2 the best of me' abilities 2 remember it and tell it, 2 all of U. But listen up world authorities and all those who honestly wish 2 do good and do the work of a so-called good and or righteous almighty GOD-force out there in cosmos 'somewhere', YO! I know 4 a fact that in the middle 1980's the ASTRAL PLANE EVIL THIRD OF THIS CONTROLLING GOVERNMENT THERE CALLED (MILLIONTH-COUNCIL), was waiting 2 engineer an earthly realm total take over, and yes; matching biblical yet highly misunderstood stuff right down 2 the damn tee, and now we all R smack dab in the front center middle of this nightmare, with most of its power trained and centered on and against me, but what happens shortly when I AM DEAD AND GONE, AND NO LONGER HERE 4 THEM 2 ENDLESSLY DAMN SCREW WITH, HUH PEEPS? Wanna' give that some serious thought cogitations anybody????????? The answer is that they now R gonna' B coming after all of U, as me, the original test case 4 it all, is now just ashes and dust and maggots on this physical realm of truly just waves and particles, and the real me is in the Timeless Purgatory. All these things R merely some quick whittle opening foundations, even the power-house 3 things looming right in our horizons. When this busts wide open very shortly, we all will forget about Mister Mark Zuck and his Facebook, and the recent Capitol Hill hearings, and all of it; as this is simple little onion layer top circle slices off circles the sizes of large beach-balls without any reflected catcher mitts or ball-fields anywhere in the world. IPYT great folks!!! Let me finish out with just a quick little other junk part of this writing 4 this day of the first day of our 2nd month this year. Tomorrow is good ole' stupid G-H-DAY as we all know; and the only shadows that I am interested in, Mister Rodent of Pennsylvania, is the DARK ones, from wild and beyond awesome 1960's television shows; as this is all connected into my life story, unlike whether the winter time will B having a statistical technology interconnectiveness with being longer or shorter by about a month and a half of time. Now just as I began typing the sentence that is ahead of this one as I am placing my pointer B-4 it so I can insert this in at 08:03, but right at mother ******* 8 of the clock this evening, A MAJOR CUM-PUKE-HER HACK STRUCK ME, and I could not make anything work and it was typing in that stupid area that suddenly appears right near the margin-control hour-glass symbols and a line forms, and so I find myself typing words into that and nothing else works; and so I needed 2 close out and shut down, and then it all comes back normally; and this hack has not happened now 4 somewhere betweeen 3 and 6 seeks or so if me' short term memories R anywhere near being goddamn accurate, YO. Now back 2 what I was saying, YO world: On me' previous blogging text writing, l opened up the time between me' PINK-SCYLLA-GODDESS CONCERT DREAMING INTERACTIONS OF 1980 AND 1997, and the talk along those lines, and now wish 2 move further along here, and 'the family', and the WSMT enemies, R of course aware of this, and again; THEY HAVE ALL TRIED 2 STOP ME ILLEGALLY, AND AGAIN, THEY SCREWED WITH ME' COMPUTER, AND ALSO ILLEEEEEEEEEGALLY; OLE' DISTANT CUZZ DONNIE BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What else is new, same old same old, different slit on a different day, also typed out in abbreviated and shortened form as follows here, great folks: “WEIN-SOSO-SSDD”?????!!!!! Who remembers or knows about the wild dream that happened not that long B-4 my horrendous nabe moved next door 2 me in that nightmare beyond Dogtown apartment at the PEE-HA Building, I was in unit number 607, and this Spanish dude was in unit number 605??????????? B-4 that, who remembers and or knows of me' wild and beyond surreal major vivid dreaming experience where I was living in some seashore city somewhere on America's east coast at a high rise apartment building overlooking the ocean, with stairs that went from each persons balcony and porch area at each apartment, down into an outside wooden general public stairwell system, leading right down into a sand dune and boardwalk system, that was built right on top of the center dune area, with individual pathways then leading down 2 areas of the wide beach? In this nightmare, politics and the elections and Trump was all part of it all, and I had been major intimidated and told I better vote 4 the Donald, or else my life in that apartment house would suffer, and there were many complicated things all going down. I shall B getting back 2 this in soon 2 come blogging texts as well, but 4 now, I will let the S-C work on any potential page-viewers here with just what we have discussed so far, and where we now shall proceed onward from right here. Let us keep moving this along, and I will then begin 2 wrap up today's blog; oh U good peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1980-1997, the 2 concerts, SSJKK, Pink Goddess, wild dreams that R beyond life altering, the whole smear 27 feet along with 324 inches of that proverbial whole dang 9-YARDS deal! We have the 42 generations B-4 Jesus Christ and the opening of our great awesome Christian Bible NEW TESTAMENT with the detailed genealogies of the 42 generations, and sometimes biblically, the words of 'season' and 'generation' can indeed intermingle and interchange up quite a bit. 42 generations have ticked by since supoposedly the 'CREATION' and the time that Almighty SSJKK visited our world 2 remain here as a human being 4 over 33 years of time illusion. 42 is also the number of seasons exactly, in the time illusion period of 10 and one half years, as in the time betweeen my LOIS FOCA dream and the time of the original Sarah Krassle dream in middle December of 1969. Exactly 42 seasons was indeed the separation window here, so how does 67 seasons then go onto also fit U-R most likely wondering, as in the time between the 1980 and the 1997 concerts in me' wild dreams? From June 4, 1980 until approximately somewhere in early March in 1997 when that transdimensional 'Wanna' Spend My Time' titled song dream happened, is exactly 16 years and three quarters, and 16 times 4 plus 3 equals out 2-B 67 seasons, (16 X 4 + 3 = 67). Again folks, the Bible shows a connection with seasons and generations, when we read the entire book through from cover-2-cover. So what is '67', and is it also as magical and power-house scripturally wild as the '42' number is, as in the amount of generations of time between ADAM and CHRIST? Now graduates of Seminary recognize the mathematical rounded up number instantly of course. TWO THIRDS is mathematically considered 2-B the rounded off point oh-six-six-six devil number, no 2 ways about it or around it, it cannot B ignored by even an atheist other than 4 their laughing and scoffing at the entire deal, still they know how better than many of the damn Christians, how 2 read a BIBLE and know exactly what it is claiming 2 say therein. The Millionth Council was discussed by our LORD JESUS calling it just the 'COUNCIL' in our translation 'KJV' BIBLES. Calling a man a fool can get us into serious judgment and danger by this great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Hey, don't believe me or listen 2 my words. Open up the KJV-BIBLE 2 the New Testament, and read &-C it all 4 yourself, YO. Jesus comes right out with this, and tells these instructions 2 his 12 pals, that were later 2-B called his 'disciples'. All throughout the BIBLICLY told stories and truth, is the reality of the spirit world (astral-plane), (timeless-purgatory), concerning the one third of the bad demonic evil angels of Satan's antichrist kingdom, verses the two thirds of the good holy angels of our LORD and HIS kingdom. This is the ASTRAL-PLANE Briggbase Cult, and the Sahasra Dal Kanwal Majority, but they R in one third and two third orders, with the small number of them each containing twice the energetic power of those from the larger group, and endlessly balancing out the spiritual power or the energy-truths of the entire Timeless Purgatory and its dream off and down into the lower realm's 5th dimensional hyperspace. Morianity has never tried hiding exactly what is happening here, merely that due 2 the fact that I seemingly have memories of the Purgatory including my living in Ricktown Manor with the Lightning Goddess Diana Zuudlecronessia Arteemis, and so much more; and also how RICKTOWN MANOR is a beyond gargantuan sized astral realm mansion, that is approximately 80 percent of the size of the human realm reality of the state of Pennsylvania, without exact conversions from 2-D and 3-D of course as astrally, we exist in a full 3-D locale where 6 opposing 90 degree angled directions R endlessly and always surrounding our point of interactive-beingness. Ricktown Manor on opposite ends and angles has the Ricktown Manor Restaurant, and far off on an opposing side is my FLOWER-WING. This Flower Wing is Collinwood here in the waking world. Of course, the Colinwood shown on television on the 'DARK SHADOWS' TV-show, is merely a small little prop in a NYC studio, owned by a great fantastic dude here in waking physicality, known 2 us and loved by us all, Mister Dan Curtis, the latengrate. Just how lightning fits into all of this, along with my nabes at the 125-A Haddon Hills Apartments of non super-awesome transdimensional tunes of Westmont, NJUSAESMWG, along with Maryland-USA camp counselors, and so much more, right down 2 apartment numbers B-4 that apartment that matched movie studios of reflected antimatter days and times, and even Pee's birthday, me' transdimensional daughter that never lived nor breathed one single day in this exact part of the 5th dimensional waking world hyperspace; and her B-D being the 29th day in March in 1997, is all about as completely wrapped up into the towel-seepage-effects of this entire hyperspace mechanics and anything ever could get in a septillion mother flagging years, YO. Then there R year-2000 Marola dreams concerning the great Commerce Bank with or without Mister transdimensional Jed Clampett and his moon shots, and food shots, and trips 2 Florida, and family escapes; and then so much more that even true blue Jimmy Redfield SAFET deniers the world over, would simply B forced 2 sit up huge hyper time here and take some major goddessdog notice, y-O BRAH, and yes, me' first goddessdog (y-O-HACK), huh there oh weerlld aldare?????? Nobody wanted more than me when I started this blog, 2 find out that Sarah from Atlantic City, was just some little innocent thing named Sarah Williams Nurocky or some other similar Miss 'also future Floridian' Estelle Andersen 'Basslerized' idea-concept 'whatever Bob Andrews', and that indeed I wasn't also quite destined and doomed 2 never B able 2 escape turning this blog into what some have called “a Mariah Carey blog”, only most peeps indeed have learned one thing in this life should they have lived here 4 a minimum of 4-8 decades, depending on how slow or fast U-R. This is that not only was MIZZ DAWN-MARIE KING completely right and accurate with her statement of “It is what it is”, but that when it is, just try changing it if it is a whole damn lot bigger than U-R, and U-R not exactly the lucky-ace of the casino strip. Just go ahead and smother mucking try, YO, I dare YA'!!!!!!!! I cannot help it if no matter how goddamn hard I tried over the past decade now give or take, 2 try and find and C pathways that R not all leading into this one or into 'THAT FAMILY DIRECTION', from 'all mighty and gruesome Halloweenish nightmares' of washcloths, bullets in the lungs, seashore surgeries, and so much more, huh there Mister Fagot Youngboytoucher T-J-Reale???????????? Lordess Almighty, YO! Hey, let us not ever forget the other big one, U know, the endless long rectangular banquet tables that always seem some weird wild part of this magical Merlin wizardry family of who knows just truly, “how long ago”, and probably going beyond even the damn stars themselves, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!
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Yes there really was, Mizz 401 KRASSLE Virginia Avenue, a Sir James Knowitall Burr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So just what really are powerful LOIS FOCA AGE-10 CONNECTIONS, you may be inquisitive about, or maybe like Cuzz Don, 'you don't give a shkit'. The same forces that used me to create such music and songs such as the four titled, Love Is For Carpenters, Girl I'll Tell you Anything, That's The Way It Goes, and Burn With Fire, R not some cosmic absurd accident, by even the wildest stretch of anyone's imagination!!!!!!!! Great folks and my wonderful and awesome BLOGAUDIANS, IPYT!!!!!!!!!!! Then if we take the near death experience of my musical arranger over at Garden State Hospital in 1986 with that fire, just several months after the Medport Diner incident with my telling Sir David Roth all about the great SARAH KRASSLE for the first time, and followed by a major police situation, that resulted from absolutely nothing wrongly done by us, after we shared a meal, and were out in the car discussing this matter. So I come now to some ultimate conclusions. Yessir and yes mah'm folks, I DO, and without any RGG's, or maybe, they were all throughout this entire mess from the very nasty-glass beginning, and when I use the word beginning, maybe I am speaking quite biblically, and yes Virginia, I loved Diana, and yes girl of Virginia Avenue, I still do and I always will. She is my awesome beautiful coil from the great Purgatory, and She dreams here as LIGHTNING in the skies of the Earth-Planet; so a great big WEEEEEEEE!
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The great awesome subliminal consciousness: Now this does naught mean that I will discuss my errands or persecution events and things along these lines using the round about beaten bushes techniques of other Sarah-Callio-initialed stuff, that is AKA the one and only, and even illegal should it B misused even slightly beyond where I plan 2 take it as a blogger-writer now, with any and all of me' page-viewer-Morian-readers or Blogaudians (my blogging audience); but I may go right up 2 the point of legality with it, and again, not on stuff where it ain't needed 2-B used, as Y tell U that I went 2 the dern grocery store and bought some bread and tuna fish, and sea salt, and a 'bagadang' onions; and do it all weirdly, and Kathy-Cody-additional-'O'-weirdo words of the 'Dark Shadows '60's-TV-show, by saying that I went 2 a place where stomachs R happy as a result, and was able 2 satisfy my nocturnal interactions when occurring in the wakeful times, when it is much easier 2 say the grocery store and got all the things that I wanted 2 buy there, without wishes or dreams or daydreams or stomach satisfactions beyond used nor involved. But I indeed shall use the S-C writing effects most times from now on, when attempting 2 talk about the incredible stuff; and beginning now with the topic since middle 1980 that has been very front and center in my mind ever since the moment that it all went Sivo-Down, and that is what I refer 2 in the exact same way that our Christian Bibles and the awesome powerful BOOK OF JOB refers 2 stuff as well; in the incredible mind busting TMMB-1969 deal, with the exact scripture of CHAPTER 35, VERSE 10, or in (Job 35:10). I need 2 point out since legal matters recently were pointed out with me concerning other stuff that bloggers tend 2 do such as posting copyrighted images even on what on Google is said 2-B 'FREE SITES' or 'FREE IMAGES', and it is still not completely legal 2 post anything not our own unless given actual permission in every single case. Most bloggers as do I, merely often post that removals will B done immediately, upon request 4 such action by any legitimate owner of a copyright, such as the DMC notice or whatever they call it on that WFMU radio website called, 'Crackpots From New Jersey'. As I said, I make no money with these blogs, and always planned 2 simply use that notice that if it is supposedly good enough 4 WFMU RADIO, then it is good enough 4 Mister Frucked up pitiful little Mountainpen. Still, if sued, I am simply a wee tad bit judgment proof, because all of the items in here valued above 2 digit US-dollars, R owned not by me a tenant renter; but me' landlord, who is renting his units here at the great awesome Quiet Waters CO-OP Park of northeastern Fort Pierce, FLUSAESMWG, as 'furnished' units; and so his property is exempt from legal seizures. All any judge would ever order me 2 do, is take stuff off and down, and of course, I would gladly comply in a timely order, and 2 the very best of my ability; with attorney cooperation work with the blog site owners, as I ain't Mister tech-Wizard, and would of course have me' public defender attorney inform the judge in the action, of that truth as well. Also the final ingredient, despite actual copyright law saying that actions may B brought even if no remunerative deals R part of anything as in my case, since my blogs R not participating in anything whatsoever, by way of advertising or anything else; that has ever, nor ever will B, generating one single cent of money; and this is always what sends peeps into high jail time as well as large civil suit action awards, so the entire thing is completely laughable, still, someone did manage 2 send me this message recently, and I took this as intimidation, and sort of in this particular case, I decided 2 become a short term member in the WAYV-FM-Radio, and speaking of radio stations here on this blog writing; and the great and ever-illustrious Mizz Paula King Don't Threaten Me Society, or simply, I added myself 2 the short-term membership, and 4 this particular incident here; of the ('MPKDTM'---Society). The ever-mighty Microsoft Spellchecker peeps also calls this the Tompkins Society, while adding in a word 2 the spell-check dictionary here after a red wavy lined error-message was shown underneath of the initials originally typed onto this document, YO. But does all of this stuff, jokingly as well as semi-jokingly here, fit nicely together, from Atlantic City, and one tiny spot on the entire real estate OF ATLANTIC CITY, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA; with the entirety and fully octopus tentacle connected and complexly commingled inter-tangled and intertwined truths of MORIANITY??????? The goddessdog answer 2 that little dern query here is quite Officer Korean Chuck Kim 'simplllleeee' here, great Blogaudians out there. A RESOUNDING HOLLERING LOUD DEAFENING YES SIR AND YES MAH'M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I speak of what the great Christian KJV-BIBLES also come perfectly together with here regarding this entire wild mess of lifelong completely unexplainable junk surrounding the proximity of one Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr: My incredible dreaming interaction number 2 with this awesome PINK GODDESS OF ATLANTIC CITY, NJUSAESMWG, and first interaction of 2 as well, pertaining 2 powerful MUSIC AND CONCERT RELATED STUFF, and all taking place on the time window edges of 1980-1997!!!!!!!!! Now when we call the first or the CHAIN DREAM deal part of this 3-total major dreaming situation with the great PINK GODDESS SCYLLA-SSJKK, we have 1969-1980-1997. B-4 moving on here with that, my type came out not 1969 as I wanted it 2, but 1960, and on me' previous blog that I did not send up a spell-corrected edited version with; this same new type PBHE hacking or 'whatever Mister Andrews Sir', happened not once but TWICE. Once when it should have said 1969, it said 1960. Then later it should have said 1969 and it said 1979. This is if me' memory is working accurately, and me' short term memory of very recent hours and days, is not always perfectly trustworthy, as I've admitted 2; but still, anyone of U readers may simply go back and C what happened 4 yourselves here YO, as twice right around the same time on the writing, the 1969 typing was screwed with and just as it was right now on this blog over a day later on out into the reflected antimatter spaces from the other blog incident. Yes oh world, I moved into a very cosmicly magical apartment, the one and only 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS of VOORHEES, NJUSAESMWG, on the early morning of the 1st day in the 5th month called MAY, IN THE YEAR OF 1980. I had driven from me' job at the RPL Sound Labs Studio of Camden, NJUSAESMWG and 2 me' new place since on the previous night, I drove home 2 me' final night at me' home at 112 East 5th Avenue in Mantua, NJUSAESMWG. Now I am leaving the RPL job 2 drive home 2 me' very first morning, arriving approximately at 01:35 in morning, and 2 this vely day remember only 2 perfectly well since there ain't anything wrong with me' long term memory, only me' short term memory system is a wee tad bit non-Hollister SHOT-2-DOGTOWN, and yes, mom and lovely Patty were no longer working together and mom was still uptown at the 3 Penn Center Plaza Building, and Patty had changed 2 the twin building right 2 the north and a stone's half throw away from the building where the shipping company was at where my mom worked and lovely Patty had left. They were definitely still in phone contact, but I was 2 busy then, working full time at RPL, as well as all weekend long at the Delaware River, at my security part time job at a place called Mac-Andrews & Forbes Licorice, doing contract security work, 4 the great Globe Kidd Company. Yes both of those Philly buildings were called the Penn Center Buildings, if memory serves me correctly, my mom's office was at 3 PC and Patty's new job was right next door and a breeze-holler 2 the north of the other building and I think that it was the 4 PC Building. In my entire life of interacting in this general area and including living just a few blocks from there earlier in time points, Senator Watergate; at 2041 Chestnut Street in Apartment 24-A; I never ever was actually inside the 4-Penn Center Plaza Building (4-PCP-BLDG.) Of course whether I was ever there or naught, has nothing absolutely directly 2 do with dope and bad nasty drugs that destroy people's entire lives, still, indirectly, we must wonder about these Penn Center Plaza 'twin buildings' because of 2 awesome dudes, first the SON OF GOD, OR OUR SAR (LORD) JESUS CHRIST, and then we come 20 centuries out into the reflected or antimatter spaces of 6 trillion times more than 1,900 light miles distance, from those times of JESUS; and we arrive at present points of Watergate Senatorial times and thus of course, stuff that leads smack dab front and center right into the lap of Sir new-age-father, Mister James Redfield. The endless connections of Marilyn McCoo, the 5th dimension, concerts, music, dream-travel, the Fascitar, twins and twin buildings and how twins run in this family since the days following the ending of the great Vietnam War, and apartments of beyond true and ultimate hyper-magical on-goings where dreams and magic and all of the Merlin Wizardry on super steroids seems 2 have all been born in and then propagated further from, and branching out into unfathomable angles and directions from there, into infinity itself. 5 weeks after my moving in there, I fell asleep one night and the next thing I knew was being in Atlantic City right outside of the ARCADE Building on Tennessee Avenue and in the area that had lots of benches on a pavilion area of the world famous Atlantic City Boardwalk. Along came Pink Scylla with HER lute and her enzemeter instruments, and SHE sang a bunch of songs ending with the song later 2-B designated and or titled officially, here on this mortal and waking world realm; 'LOVE IS FOR CARPENTERS', and later shortened by me on these blogs 2 simply 'LOIS FOCA'. Mizz Thistlethorns Notfondauonebit Sleazeweedsdisease Crabgrasshitinnerpants Scummybuttsluthole just nailed me really really and vely vely non 1972 Bob FCC Cooley Hall McDowell and Mizz Helen 1999 Zabriskie GOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUD here with another one of her goddamn assaults of PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN, so I shall now need 2 runt phlegm hate 4 this yet another brutal and vicious attack on what is left of pitiful Mountainpen's sanity! Boy oh boy oh boy Uncle Billy and Frank Capra, and miserable transdimensional 5-D LIVES ALL OVER!!!!!
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Now I moved into 1802 Robin Hill and 5 weeks later had that wild incredible mind busting dreaming experience and this time it was with the very same girl who was in my power house dreams in middle December of 1969 and 10 and a half years ago from those days back then, 12-1969 through 6-1980 is almost 10.5 years right smack dab 2 the day, and is also 42 seasons in length, bearing in mind that the Christian Bible loves 2 discuss times and seasons on numerous occasions, and speaking of many powerful and detailed complicated instructions being given 2 humankind in this awesome fantastic book called our BIBLES, we know without any possible arguments ever given, that the Almighty has claimed 2 things in these passages. First that Jesus truly IS GOD who merely has traveled here 2 our world, but never had a beginning, and the actual words spoken by our LORD Jesus told us that “HE thought it not 2-B robbery when claiming Himself as GOD”. Now all throughout this incredible book GOD gives nothing but detailed instructions 4 stuff 2-B eaten and not 2-B eaten, stuff 2-B made or built, from Noah's Ark down 2 Tabernacle dimensions, and the list literally would bore U all 2 total death, it is all in there, tons and tons of very explicit and detailed instructions, and never ever were tiny little flimsy instructions given 4 doing anything that was commanded by this almighty GOD being. So now as JESUS, U would want 2 try and insist with me that all HE spoke was “Seek and ye shall find” or “Knock and the door shall B opened unto U”, and along this line? What, R-U beyond nuts here? The bible is 2 always B compared with its own self, scripture with scripture and nothing is ever ever ever ever ever ever ever 2-B taken out of context, and simply read outside of knowing and understanding a more great and detailed MIND OF THIS GOD-BEING. GOD LOVES DETAILS, and Jesus who proclaimed HIMSELF AS GOD, would never ever tell us 2 knock and seek and then that is it, nothing more, I mean knock where, seek how? So cut me a break Mizz Leo, willya girl?????? So back now 2 the moving into 1802, and the most magical apartment unit on this goddessdog entire EARTH-PLANET. When I moved into the place, I got up in the early morning and after eating breakfast, drove straight over 2 Maxfield Recording Studio, a small little hole in the wall sound studio owned by a real whack job by the name of Sir Jan Nace, and whom once was pals with Congressman Robert Andrews, who in those times, was just me' associate Bob Andrews, and wasn't a Federal Congressman, who later went onto have quite high aspirations at the end of the 20th century, such as even running 4 the office of the presidency. Still it was only a couple years B-4 he thought of running 4 that office when I was interacting with all 3 of his assistants, Sir Phil Patru, Sir Steve Petersen, and Sir Clarence Harris, Mister CH being the final of the three, and we had even become good friends 4 a couple of years and he was over at me' home in Blue Anchor, NJUSAESMWG, and there is a ton of wild tales 2 tell here involving future lovely food server recording artists, living room kisses that may have been a wee tad bit slightly inappropriate, incredible statements made 2 me with one being over in Philly, and one right near the Blue Anchor home in Jersey while in my car, concerning the illegality of faking my death; and he tried 2 help me 2 get 2 the bottom of my nightmare hellish problems with Sarah in Atlantic City, McGuire also in ACNJUSAESMWG, and the story is endless. It even fits into well known famous psychics who once aided a New York City Police Department detective group in finding one of me' ole' classmates in a subway system, me' classmate in 5th, 7th, and 8th grade, in 2 separate Westmont schools, with one being the grammar school called James Stoy, and one being the HTH School, and the name of that classmate was Karen Levy who had been murdered after trying 2 get a ride from college, back 2 her home; and some nut got a hold of her; all part of many plots of reflected antimatter or 'future' times, and with the one and only beyond awesome television show that we all know and love so much, called, “L&O”. B-4 meeting CH, or even the other 2 assistants 2 me' ole' associate from 1975-1980, Bob came 2 a local town hall meeting one day, while I was residing at the Highview Apartments of Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG. Mom and I drove over there, and after the meeting; I introduced my mom 2 him, and never ever was conscious 2 who he truly was, my ole' pal from days gone by, BOB ANDREWS. This was completely totally ETOSS-blocked away from me by the powerful Millionth Council controlled WOMO-SPACEFORCE, with their many types of 'sub-mind controls of ETOSS', and many other unbloggable-items (U-I) 4 short. I am soon gonna' B getting into some truly U-I related topics but it shall B done extremely carefully or it would B the end of me weelwee qwuickwee; Sir Elmer Wabbit Fwuuuud. Let us move back 4 right now 2 moving into 1802 ROBIN HILL, the most magical 5th dimensional apartment and space on this planet that I am currently aware of, and this includes any possible areas hidden within places such as W-P-AFB, AREA-51, and all the rest of Pentagon-Only known of things from the great awesome purple colors of the MAJ-12 CLUB!!!!!!!!!! So after moving in and getting up after about 7 hours of sleep, and eating me' breakfast, and B-4 later going into my actual job at another recording studio, the RPL place; I drove several miles over 2 the Maxfield Studio place, and after 15 minutes or so of sitting in the parking lot on this bright sunny very hot first day in May in 1980, along came Jan, and right following that, all of the musicians, and all those who were a part of the project, all began filing into the lot, one by one. Then we all went upstairs and did those two dance songs, “The Morning Light” and “Lost Love”. The other 2 rock-country tunes of this 4 song project had been done there on the previous evening around half past 7 or so, when I took an extended 2 and a half hour lunch break, from me' RPL job. My mom, who normally took a few days off when we moved from her job, 4 whatever the reason, could not get time off, and was working; so I got up and fixed me' breakfast, and left the apartment, and drove 2 Maxfield, and did those 2 songs. Later after coming home again 2 the apartment, I left again at quarter shy of 4 in the afternoon 2 drive 2 me' RPL job. Then several weeks later, I copyrighted the 4 tunes as one project, despite any stories from the © Office that tell a different truth. I know what happened, and I know that and quoting a Jersey attorney in 1981 some time, “Something dirt went down with my 'Lost Love' song”. Still none of this is my point since this all happened well after 5 weeks from the time I moved in and recorded the tunes. So I copyrighted them, and somehow the Atlantic City peeps and forces knew of it as things and words do indeed spread like wildfire in all industries. We all completely know this; and the entertainment field is absolutely no different at all whatsoever, from any other goddamn industry in this world, YO!!! So right after the word began spreading around, that my 4 songs were now copyrighted and officially existing in Washington, DC-13-600; 'KAPOW on ACS' 4 crying out louder than mountain top thunder claps squared. So off I went 2 sleep if not exactly on the 4th day in June, it was within one or two days of that, in 1980, from me' whittle bed in me' whittle bedroom, at the apartment there in Voorhees Township, at 4th and Preston Streets, called 1802 ROBIN HILL, and WOW-WOW-WOW, along comes me' POWERFUL PINK SCYLLA GODDESS DREAM NUMBER 2 OF 3 IN TOTAL, ALONG WITH NUMBER 1 OF 2 FOR BEING WHAT WE SHALL SIMPLY REFER 2 HERE, AND LABEL, AND CALL; “BEING TOTALLY AND FULLY MUSICALLY RELATED”! Now all or most good Bible Preachers out there in this world know that I speak the truth when I proclaim herein that JEHOVAH GOD is HUUUUUUUGE-TIME into music, and this is all totally 100 percent major BIBLICAL, and tons of scriptures R there and pertain 2 this incredible wild truth and topic, and we could B days and days and months and years getting heavily into it, and so we will do just that as we slowly move all of this along in continuing blogging writings. There R other powerful SAFET and James Redfield items that must never B shaken off, nor taken in the smallest wee tad whittle bit lightly, & one being right straight up front and center here folks. These R those two 4 DIGIT NUMBERS INVOLVED IN THIS, the year and the apartment number, as in '1980' and '1802'. THIS IS ALSO BEYOND HYPER ULTRA MAJOR, AS WELL AS UNFATHOMABLY BEYOND SURREAL, when we start comparing many many things and we will as this endlessly marches along. I would say that these 2 numbers taken in league with each other along with all of the things that then all went down around me in 1980 and at this 1802 numbered apartment there, become beyond hermetically sealed into an infinity vacuum of inconceivable power and strength when we now add all of this, 2 the Biblical undeniable truths, of how important MUSIC is 2 the ALMIGHTY PINK GODDESS JEHOVAH SARAH-STACEY-KRASSLE along with the mighty passage of scripture of the BOOK OF JOB, number 35:10. So Scylla comes along back on that wee early morning and interacts with me while my physical body is laying on me' bed on or approximately on the 4th morning in June of 1980, at this 1802 apartment; and sings HER forever and ever life changing song 2 me, at HER AC-NJ mind busting concert, that was situated right there at Tennessee Avenue and the Boardwalk, in awesome unfathomable ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY-USA; but GET THIS, all state integrated school legislative systems, and anyone with that awesome surname of Bonjovi in its real actual true spelling of course, YO: GET THAT!!!!! This is not the whole play so keep Amy Cooley's dern curtain from closing up in 1983, willya, Mizz Margie McFly Leo of 2 years later on????? This place and this building where Frailenger's Salt Water Taffy R located in Atlantic City, is also where in 1997 when I would go 2 the damn glass beach and water 2 swim so often that summer time and was talked about so often in me' earlier blogs from 2006 and 2007 when they all began; this is all where John King loved 2 put his pack of wolf-dogs onto THE ROOF of that ARCADE BUILDING, right there at the boardwalk of Tennessee Avenue, overlooking his parking lot or one of several of them; right across the way from Robert McGuire's mighty Pittsburgh Hotel and Erin Bar. All of these connections R only a small opening and a sliver crack into this entire mess. When we add in McGuire acting as if I had discovered the magic of the gods and the Time Tunnel of the great 1968 television SYFY show and was ready 2 literally commit murder on me and practically did, as well as wreck my only poor old car at the time, in October of 2006, while Ed Himacane Lynch and myself were parked nearby, & totally and completely LEEEGALLY quoting me' distant cuzz D-J-Trump here, and then Sir dirt-bag Bob McGuire went onto destroy my car, and also threatened us, and somehow injured both of us without our ever becoming aware of it, having us literally under some 'spell' or mind-trance, just as Mizz Laura Collins was able 2 do originally on that 1st season of the great television show called, 'DARK SHADOWS', 2 poor lovely Mizz Elizabeth Collins Stoddard, with that awesome Hollywood actress playing the role, by the name of the world famous Mizz Joan Bennett. The same names on the show and at the same exact times of the calendar, 1966-1969, McGuire, Sarah, David as in the HOTEL, and then comes music. Of course then comes 17 years later on after this June 4th deal in 1980 and exactly 3 years B-4 my night of the chokes, well, at least it wasn't the night of the Richard Burton and DIANA Roman-Robes Goddesses other Hollywood Jean Simmons awesome movies, of the endlessly proven SAFET truths of out great LORD-JESUS and all canonized-REMOVED, by those in power and control, over the mass populations of this P-P-P, or this pitiful-puny-planet. My program just flucking crashed at 08:26 in the ICE-T-PEE-EM, when trying 2 add the P-P-P 2 me' goddessdog plucking dictionary, YO folks!!!!!!!!!! But getting back 2 music, concerts, dates on the calendar, and all of thistlethorns, and all of Thisssssssss as well, Mizz lovely awesome Susan Luccisnakes mah'm; preachers great and small, and the congregants who attend their church services, should they choose naught 2-B total and complete hypocrites and earnestly desire 2 get into the word of GOD, and read it through, and ask the Almighty 2 reveal real and powerful things 2 them; and who has become also aware of the life of Mountainpen, and has read his Morianity with an open mind, and without tons of accusatory and hateful thoughts, and accepted 'little voice speakings inside of them', insisting that I am all sorts of horrible and monstrous things, with some evil intent and agenda, which I shall swear right now, and on the blood of Jesus Christ my LORD, that I do NOT; will come 2 eventually realize and fully know, that right smack dab in the BIBLE R the truths of just what I have been going through regarding my 1969, 1980, 1997 THREE MAJOR PINK SCYLLA GODDESS DREAMS, AND SONGS IN THE NIGHT INTERACTIONS; and just how all of this stuff is really tieing together here also!!!!!!!! Another beyond Sanders-HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE truth, in and throughout all of this entire Morianity-story, that began as the 'BOB' or the Book Of Beach; is that only the Christ-Taught SAFET could ever properly B able 2 decode this much incredible complicated, demonic if U will, junk all straight from beyond the Purgatorial Gates of DOGTOWN; and that in itself should count as a large chunk of total utter proof 2 what I have been saying and non-papa-preaching here, huh there lovely Mizz Amy Cooley??? WOW were U in me' dreams all night long last night, and 4 absolutely no up front nor discernible and logical reason. Same thing with the triple year music deal SCYLLA PINK only the original year in 1969 did not contain the musical parts 2 this wild mystery, as of yet then aniwho, YO!!! Funny how Amy was nearly 6 feet tall in these dreams or where me' spirit was visiting me' dreaming-double or (doppelganger) of myself in some transdimensional reality or parallel realm. Here she at least back in 1972 was around stretching into 5 feet, but in that alternate reality she was much taller but looked just like she did back in time, and a lot like in that wild 'REELZ' show about the Brady Bunch family, with that photo taken from quite a while back, and very early into her entertainment career. But getting back now 2 these 3 wild dreams that forever altered me' life, or the first 2, as the third one in 1997, was just one of several major items that were all going down around me simultaneously, and so this had less of an effect upon my life directly in its single beingness. I speak of the dream leading up 2 my receiving another magical song in the night that has now been labeled on Mountainpen's Morianity, as my WESTMONT SONG or simply me' transdimensional song of 1997. So we have established a time separation window here between the 1st SSJKK deal of 1969 and the 2nd one in 1980 which is 42 seasons or just about a perfect 10 and one half years. Then we go from early June in 1980 up through the spring time somewhere in 1997, separating these two times by close 2 a full 17 years but actually 16 and three quarters or 67 seasons. Again I come right out admitting here that the original SSJKK deal was seemingly all about taking a weird chain away from me that was given humanly in the waking world, 2 me, by an organizational and not a blood 'big-brother' from what would now B called the Boys & Girls Clubs of America, only in the 1960's when this was going down, it was only the 'Boys Club of America'. We're just 'keeping it real here', U awesome birds out there! Times forever change, legislation's change, even our governors and presidents change, well, that may change 2 if we cannot stop some ultimate disaster and doom and gloom that is looming out onto a very near American horizon, YO world!!!!! But let me finish up me' writing 4 today now, peeps. The first of these 3 incredible deals took place when many things were different than what they were when the other 2 of them went onto unfold into reality, and reflected or unreflected, and so in white matter, or black matter. Repair shops, and first colorized TV sets or naught, Mizz AT&T BLAKE, and yes; Sarah Callio initialed truths well done so we can get a greater and perhaps more amplified ability now, 2-C the hidden powerful (occult) truths that would remain endlessly obscured 2 all of us otherwise, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!! LSS here peeps; the first of the 3 of these incredible deals and biblically referenced as SONGS IN THE NIGHT perhaps; as who am I-2 dare and reach the absolute heights of hubris here, and make any claim with 100 percent certainty?, but the first of these 3 wild dreams of life altering nature with SSJKK, and not including life altering dreams that R not involving the great PINK-GODDESS, such as the night of 08-15-1986; but trekking onward and upward here folks; were about a magical or seemingly magical motor-cycle chain given 2 me one day and out of the blue by a man who was not what anyone would ever consider 2-B by any mind stretch, a giver; Sir John Henningsen, AKA REDJOHN, after what happened shortly into my beginning this blogging project, and then along came the actual waking world television series and show we all know and love, called, 'The Mentalist', with Patrick Jane, and that beyond awesome Mister Simon Baker playing his role on that show. Me' pernt here Mister Bunkerqueens, and others out there, is simply thisssssssss, Mizz Erica Luccisnakes oh lovely white-hot mah'm, from the 'AMC TV soap show', and the one directly following after Dark Shadows left the networks and the channel-6 of Philadelphia television station in early April of 1971. I had some powerful out of body experiences with the great SSJKK-PINK GODDESS, and some had led 2 major life altering waking world echos and reflections, such as when a song from a powerful dreaming experience is then later recorded back here in waking life. That by itself is major. But that only started a wild musical process, and this cannot of course even B surface scratched one tiny little dang glass bit, on one tiny wee opening blog. Still, the first of these 3 experiences happened where SHE was seemingly only interested in removing the chain out of my life, both there in the dream, and yes, also HERE IN WAKING LIFE AS WELL. And SHE DID! Also our bibles show us that when lovely JEHOVAH STACEY our SAR-AH (LORD-ESS) wishes 2 do something, SHE never ever fails, SHE indeed is absolutely ALMIGHTY!!! Now B-4 even trying 2 add in any more since anything that I would even remotely wish 2 add and say and start with the tiniest deal about it would instantly go onto expand into pages and pages and pages of long winded ever-ongoing writings, and I feel that U've all had more than enough of your share on this one blog of today.
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