L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; So With Games Being the Ultimate Astral Reality Anywhere Outside of its Capitol City of SDK, Could it Then B That GAMES While Here Physically, R Behind All of my Past 60 Years of Crazy Nutty Hellishness Since the Age of 9 Years

22 minutes past 12 midnight, here in Flowerland-USA

Today is Thursday, April eleventh, 2024.

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I just had a low loud flying aircraft that was hard at night 2 tell just what kind it was, sounding like a rumbling chopper and looking like those old fashioned glass bubble long necked type jobs, but it went right over me here at me' residence at exactly 4 minutes past midnight on this very early Thursday moUUUUUUUUUUUrning. I have not had enough activity 2 signal playing any parallel-event-roulette-numbers, or 4 short from now on, any PERN's. PERNS can B anything played using the A2R2023 system of playing one or more numbers that appear 2 consistently over more than 3 solid decades of time now, come out 4 me in a more than otherwise normal mathematical preponderance of 1 to 38 ratio 4 any of the 38 roulette numbers that appear on any and all 2-green vig zero roulette wheels. Perns cannot just B magically signaled into money making deals 4 me unless a true parallel event is happening, and one loud aerial assault if not followed by other aerial activity that is absolutely unmistakable as OTAMMIC persecution on me; simply WON'T WORK, and will always end up in long run play as LOSING MONEY 4 ME. Again, these things apply 4 me, and they would work just as easily 4 anyone of U out here, and if U doubt me, then try it 4 a year, and if U can prove me out a liar or a fool nut job or whatever, then tell me so in a comment or whatever, but U won't, not if U do this properly, and definitely do it meticulously. U can measure your boss or spouse when they R extra aggravating around U, or your resident manager landlord should they live right near 2-U, and countless other deals, as Parallel-Event is not something that is real 4 the Mountainpen and unreal 4 all of the other folks of this wuvwee whittle EARTH-PWANET, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!! A wee tad bit of advice here is that if U don't try and disprove the reality of applying and using parallel-event, then U have no room 2 scoff or laugh or jeer or talk against me or this, at all. It's like voting, “Don't vote, fine; just keep your mouth shut about political stuff”, and that was something spoken often by my final Cooley WHHHH teacher, or one of them, my main one, Misses Mildred Young. I also had less of the time; teachers by the name of, Mister Signuerette, Mister Andersen, and the ever-illustrious Mister Daniel Mackey, 4 mechanical drafting and wood-shop, community and family affairs, and general business and accounting; in that same order. My pal, Sir Bob McDowell, shared the same class and teacher schedule as did I, along with three quarters of the main-students from Misses Young's morning class. The after lunch classes were with the other 3 teachers, and the stories that I could tell if not 4 so much powerful junk that needed 2 first get told in these last nearly 20 years, would B quite a tale also, in and of themselves, YO world!!!!!!!!!! If naught 4 my hating those 2 words of 'alien' and 'psychic' so much, I would call Mizz Mildred B. Young, a definitely gifted or psychic woman, as she knew the underlining currents that were in my family, as did Jim Burr; and his wild innate wisdom of my family itself; behind all of my woe-whiz-me miseries and Dogtownism. But Misses M-B-Y knew that my mother was not exactly all she appeared 2-B as well, and that she, if left totally unchecked in my life, would help 2 completely ruin and wreck it into broken multiple unrepairable pieces. She told me that as soon as I can do it financially, “Get away from her”, and she made absolutely no bones about it. This was all taking place in these powerful times of the Hollister nightmare along with the right around the corner Jim T. Burr nightmare situation, and remember how it truly started in Atlantic City, and then on top of even this, is the fact that Patty HHH came 2 my mom's office 2 work at the then called, 'LAVINO SHIPPING COMPANY', B-4 it was later bought out at the end of the 20^th century times, by the great British firm called, Inchcape Shipping Services, or as I often wonder about and admit 2 it quite openly, having matching wild initials, as in the INTERNATIONAL SPACE STATION, both being 'I-S-S'. All that is missing is STAR FAMILY GODDESS PINK, and her BRO; only they R naught from just a measly few dozen trillion miles from this Earth-Planet, the Pleadian Beings, no world; U got it all about as totally hair shampoo ad-spot of 1980 'WROOOOOOOOOONG' as anything can possibly ever get, good folks out there!!!!!!!!!! These incredible entities R astral GODS/ESS FROM THE 'PLANKATORY', as Mountainpen & Morianity have labeled and named the great prior-BIG BANG reality, or the Plancktime, as the scientific community calls it last time I checked, oh great peeps. Remember how on the 30^th day in May of the year of 1969, my teacher then, named Misses Marola, absolutely forced me 2 participate in a school play that took place on non school hours, and by being forced against my will 2-B in that play, this reworked my schedule into a slightly later window, causing me 2-B on 10-SC Avenue at a later hour that day, and causing me 2 run into SARAH, and even though we did not speak, she saw me and she proceeded 2 do something that 2 this day, I have not forgotten, nor will I, not 4 the next twenty billion fracking years, oh great rotten world out there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U can laugh if U wish 2 peeps, but this simple thing that SARAH did, changed my entire life in ways that R so 'Bernie Sanders' beyond 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE', that no words exist 4 my ever truly imparting this tale 2-U all, and IPYT good folks, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! Remember, all facts now in 2024 point 2 the fact that this teen girl was actually, and hold onto your popcorn lovely Mizz Jenny Hewitt and lovely Mizz Abby Carmichael, of 'family non-Gaines-names', Mister WOOOOOOOOLF, oh sir; A GHOST, and was actually Mizz Sara J. Karge, astrally projecting herself as the old 70+ year old woman that she was then, onto the street; as she knew who my true astral-identity was, from me' previous life, as 'Mister McNulty-Laugh', without the final 'A' letter!!!!!! This incredible entity is truly the goddess SCYLLA-ISIS PINK, and she has been following my family and my persona around now, 4 a very long time, and I of course admit 2 being madly in love with PINK GODDESS there is no point whatsoever in denying the reality here, world. But U will judge me me on hundreds of other things and not properly C the true power of this wild mind bending story, and THAT is the saddest part of it all, and only the great rock group that did the 1969 song called, 'In the Year 2525', truly seems 2 have some grasp on this matter as if they did naught Mizz Blake, they just would never have been able 2 receive those lyrics from the great awesome 6^th dimension, about the final verse's descriptions of '9595, and mankind crying ten billion tears', or whatever the number was. So cut me a break here, willya' lovely Mizz Margie McFly Leo of 1985?????

Last night, I came out of a nightmare that upset me so badly, it ruined me' entire futhermucking day folks out there in Cybe-Villa, and great awesome L30B!!!!!!! I was in a parallel universe town park here in my town near the library, and along the pathway going from the boat club parking lot, all the way 2 the Hutchinson Island Bridge, and then underneath it, and continuing still onward beyond this, on the northern side of this bridge, and T-bone connecting another walkway that goes half way across the Indian River heading easterly, and heading in the other direction 2 the west, it goes 2 the rest area with bathrooms and benches and vending machines, if memory is accurately serving me from my days of my beyond HELL-NABE that forced me out all day and many times, all night as well, all throughout that nightmare fracking year of 2020 that I would never have made it through unless the Purgatorial Coins & Coils had so desired 4 me 2 in fact do so; YO world aldare!!!!!!!!!!!! Now in my nightmare, I lived in this same prefab home, only instead of it being in a co-op park with approximately 300 total homes inside of this large property area, my place was a rental place all by itself here in the very middle of this city park, with one small driveway leading 2 the home from the road that I drive back and forth all the time in waking world, when going 2 the library. What happened in this nightmare was so horrendous, that I was afraid of possible towel seepage effects after awakening, and thus ended up canceling an appointment that I had at the library at 2 PM. Suddenly, my toilet went beyond crazy in this nightmare, and made loud horrible sounds and nasty horrible diareah began swirling all around and broke out beyond the toilet even with the lids down and something placed on top of it, and it was like a scene from any of the worst monster movies and all put together, including the 'SCREAM' MOVIES. I ran outside, and a very mean police officer came up 2 me, and began shouting at me, and telling me that he knew all about me; and then went onto say 2 me, that everything is all my fault, and I should B taken 2 jail and never let out; and he treated me so horrendously that I thought that I was going 2 die in the nightmare. It was so horrible that when I woke up, I tried 2 calm down 4 a solid 3 hours, and when I could not get past the hellishness even after being fully awake that long, I knew it would B better 4 me 2 not take any chances, and 2 just cancel out me' 'book-a-tech' appointment at the library, as the library is but a stones throw from this park where I had just had this beyond hellish nightmare experience in the 5^th dimensional hyperspace there. At least I did naught forget 2 deal with Mizz Sleazeweedsdisease, so that additional woe-whiz-me nightmare hellishness didn't get 2 dog me while doing thistlethorns or THISSSSSSSS blog, oh lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes-AMC-1983!!!!!!!!!!!

There R literally dozens and dozens of similar tales, all absolutely true and real, just as powerful or almost as powerful , as the Marola Insistent School Play Day of 1969, and 4 short, as the (MISPD-1969)! I have told most likely, the top 20 major stories, in the category and order of power and proof of the supernatural; bordering on the MISPD-1969 story. One theme runs through them all, MUSIC, and all sorts of powerful and beyond outlandish surreal problems and issues WITH MUSIC and with my ability and permission so it seems, 2 create music. First off, no one creates music, as no human is the author of vibratory truths of the electromagnetic spectrum, and no one is legally therefore able 2 copyright nor protect one single note of this harmonic vibration system made up of perfectly divisible twelfths known 2 most electronic peeps and musicians as the 12-semitones of music, and or the 'musical octave. When we put stuff together, B it words, B it notes, B it ideas, B it anything at all whatsoever peeps, it is only mere clay human beings merging their spirit with the creative forces of astrality, and being then used as a conduit or a channel, so that the 6^th dimension of mind can flow through into us and we apparently then R able 2 create 'music'. But under this Huntington Curse, I as the present day generation carrier of this horrendous family-disease LITERALLY; seemingly have certain things messed with from womb 2 tomb. Some of these things R as unmistakable and unmissable as a nuke bomb going off in the sky at close range. 2 of these things that cannot B missed nor argued with by the greatest debaters unless they wish 2 just keep things unreal, and that is I am blocked and endlessly eclipsed from having money, or being able 2 create music. There R definitely other things, I am not allowed 2 have a relationship with any woman, and there R many things, but sticking with the top 2 would keep us in writing-business folks, 4 years 2 come without a rest 4 so much as a cat nap or a piece of toast and bacon and cupajoe, and YO peeps, I ain't a Joe drinker aniwho, me' BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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THURSDAY, APRIL 11, 2024---JWSC-THU-12-114

CURRENT PHASE IS: WAXING CRESCENT 3:6

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The sixth dimension is MIND, and all thoughts R a magic process of both being what they R, and simultaneously downlining into a lower dimensionality of reality, whereby an entire new void infinity exists as the B-reflecting truth of its A-existing being. So we think a thought, and that thought is instantaneously one and the same thing with an entire void infinity, only it is existing in a downlining truth or reality. That thought now in its B-reflective state, is still every bit as much the A-self, but in its now B-form, so 2 speak. Anyone who ever was part of selling Tupperware, or Amway products, or other similar sales system of legal-chain-marketing strategies, knows what I am referring 2 in its fullness, when I use those terms of 'UPLINE' and 'DOWNLINE'. Many will need 2 ask someone who does have that type of sales experience, as they can better explain this 2-U. When Almighty SSJKK (Pink-Goddess) had a thought about her 'THAT BOY' in her upline Atlantic City realm, that thought became our entire infinity. After it went into its own Plancktime, and after all of the side-entities of the thought began experiencing individual interactions, and then beyond that, lost energy after a sufficient gigantic amount of interactions used up their supply and depleted them, they broke out into their own unique 5-D hyperspace systems, and the one we all R in, called our cosmos now; is simply all here because one upline girl had one thought, about her special 'THAT BOY', and this is what was told 2 me. I was also told that I am 2 record these truths, but that only one in 70 million peeps who study it and read it, will B able 2 fully understand it. I cannot alter that ratio of sadness, and I would if I could folks, so believe THAT, please!!!!!!! When I lived with the great KINGS up in Berryville, at the end of the first decade of this 21^st century and this 3^rd millennium; I was only half way 2 where I am presently, in all of this Morianity, despite many powerful truths being revealed 2 me, it was not completely able 2 register then, based on my then presently existing level of true enlightenment and awareness 2 absolute reality. When my landlord woke up with a stiff neck back on the final Saturday of March of this 2024 year and was talking about finding some BUFFERIN TABLETS and his phone somehow dialed me, this as was told on one other recent blog, a very similar event 2 something that occurred between my daughter and me, back at the KING PLACE, right after returning home from a long drive into New York City and out 2 Queens JFK Airport, 2 take Dawn-Marie King's brothers in law there, so they could go 2 Guatemala where they all hail from, as did Dawn's hubby, Lewis Laines, nicknamed, Chicky. But my daughter did not seem 2-B aware that our houses were in electronic communication that day. That was naught the case however half a year later on in the following oh-9 year, when my kid called me and left that message, saying, “hi Mark”. There is a reason Y Scylla is doing all of these things, and it is very complicated. Lightning told me not all that long ago that if I knew even half of what is in HER MIND (SSJKK); as well as any open channel B-copies of HER; that it would make me lose my mind in one quick second. I believe her, oh world, as Lightning does tease me, yes, but SHE HAS NEVER EVER TOLD ME A LIE ever since we began communicating in 1983!!!!!!!!

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L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; Further Examination of the Mind Blowing December of 1969 Incident With Magically Disappearing Chains and Magically Appearing Jet Vapor Asterisks in the Skies; and How This Relates 2 Both 1980 5-D Magical Songs and the Soon 2 Follow Late 1987 Jet Hellishness That has Remained With Me Now 4 Close 2-40 Years Now

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An extremely annoying smother trucking event is going down with my program (open-office) or the BDC website software, or perhaps an integration of both software system interactions, but B this as it may B, YO; I cannot add the blog stats onto the blog ever anymore, without it always coming out with covered blank weird junk on the first 2 pages, requiring me 2 then make a B-COPY, and do a lot of extra bull shkit work with renaming files and copies of info that tell me where my files R, and so forth. It is truly a major pain in the grassmole, along the lines of an army of lawnmowers, 2 the grassmoles that is, good folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There has 2-B a way of preventing this nonsense, but until I learn what it is, I may try a few CAP-tricks and some stuff and then just always make 2 blank pages and then after they become hacked, merely go 2 page #3 and keep hitting the back arrow key until the hack part all erases out and off the dock. Who knows if this will work? I have a lot of bigger fish pans 2 keep sizzling 2 worry about junk like thisssssssssssssss, Mizz-non Thistlethorns, Erica Luccisnakes, oh mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!

Another gigantic annoying hack that has found its way onto both this new keyboard just as it was on the old one as well, is the caps not immediately shifting, causing countless hacks; the (y-O-HACK) being one of them, the smalls-caps-hack being one of them, as I do know when 2 capitalize a letter peeps, and if the machine hacks me out, 2 make me look stupid, well; I can't fracking help this, now can I YO? This keyboard also has a (missing-key hack) as the keys R nowhere near as sensitive, and many times I may think that I am striking a letter, such as when I just now realized while I was typing in the word of 'SHIFTING', it came out as the cuss word, with one of its 'T' letters missing. These hacks R endless, and they R-4 the vely most part, quite fracking intentional, thus R being illegally done 2 me, as they R interfering with my freedom of speech 2 tell my life story 2 whoever wishes 2 hear it and listen!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I try and make separation-lines, this hack is also used on me and thus the lines won't happen, as the caps R not properly shifting at the beginning of the deal, just as if I type in 4 example the name of a person or a city, and when the name is also a word, it is not ever picked up by Spellchecker, and makes me look like I am 2 stupid 2 know that 4 example, we spell ATLANTIC CITY, not as city, but as City, but city is a word and recognized as a legitimate word not in need of a correction. Same with when I say BOB, this is a name but we also can go and bob around or bob 4 apples, huh Mizz J. L. Hewitt other-Lakehouses? Literally, these fracking annoying hacks have stopped many peeps from using word programs, and R extremely annoying, and thus totally amusing 2 ENEMY-HACKERS, who pray on us all, oh great awesome USA-PENTAGON, and Internet Crimes Bureau of any and all Federal Agencies, such as the great and marvelous FBI!!!!!!!!! I know first hand or sort of first hand, through Mister Roth and seeing the letters 4 myself, from the world famous Mizz Anita Hill, the lady who claimed that 'SC'-Justice, Clarence Thomas, had made unwanted sexual advancements on her, back in the 90's and during the times of Honorable C-T's hearings so that he could B appointed 2 that position; and in her letters 2 Dave Roth, she spoke of how she was endlessly being, HACKED ON HER COMPUTER WORD PROGRAM, and she believed by enemies, and because of what was happening with her in this problem at the time, and if U-R out there Mizz Hill, I am on your side 100 percent mah'm, and hope only the vely best in this life 4-U, as no one has the right 2 interfere with our using computers and word programs, NOBODY, it is illegal, it is criminal, AND THE ONLY WRONG THING SO FAR IMHO ABOUT ALL OF THIS IS THE RIDICULOUSLY TINY PENALTIES 4 BEING CAUGHT DOING SUCH HORRENDOUS THINGS 2 PEEPS!!! We all need 2 use these gadgets in today's dern stinking digital society, and so this is not some small casual crime of expectorating onto a public sidewalk, it is vely vely vely 1972 (and beyond) serious slit; me ole' pal Bob Mister McDowell, SIR!!! It truly is just as simplllleeee as THAT; all of me' good folks out here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I will B getting into stuff so beyond Senator Sanders- 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE' and gargantuan, that any words will fail me, should I try and open up a small book report of all that is coming. As U all know from recent numerous foundations that I shall indeed B vely shortly 'BWOWING YOUR MWINDS', Mister Elmer Wabbit Fwuuuud, and L30B, YO!!!!!!!!!!!! 4 right now, it is time 4 me 2 make half a dozen extra-lines 2 runt phlegm hate (compensate) 4 Mizz Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Bozobrainslob Thistlethorns Crabgrasshitinnerpants Notfondauonebit!!!!!!!!! Once well past page number twelve, I simply highlight and delete the extra blank sheets; avoiding my accidentally seeing any mouse activated displays on the margins, or any numbered page digits on the bottom left of the monitor-screen, YO world!!!!!!!!!!! It is time 2-B a lot more specific on all of the wild junk in both waking life as well as dreams, that go into all the major stuff of my life that has so far been only hinted at many times, in these past 18 plus years of blog-writings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This ain't no permission barrier so-called fictional book peeps. My life is real, it all went down, Joe Sivo, ''quit hacking'' me, great Major RON HUNTER of Titan; and ''thank-UUUUUUUUUUUUU'', and U-2, queen of Harlem, up there at the awesome diner we all know and love called, 'Sugar Hill'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW & WEEEEEEEE. One out of 2 times, when I spell the names of JOE or BOB, the caps-shift-hack strikes me, and I'm sick and tired the flag of this shkit; YO WEERLLD ALDARE!!!!! G---E---T^^^^^A^^^^^L---I---F---E, U MORON PATHETIC GLASS SHOALS OUT THERE IN HACKERS TOWNSHIP. JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY ANITA LETTERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where R-U when I need U, President Clinton? Where was that brand new breeze that was blowing out of the WHITE HOUSE, in or out of fracking quaking hellishness, with all the Cifaloglio transdimensional weirdness, and WM marriages, all totally and completely notwithstanding here of course, oh EARTH-PLANET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes it was my boss in that early 1987 security job, Captain Hunter, who told me, 'quit hacking'; only I never hacked anybody, naught with a physical machine, as KFP-MAG-S-M is not physical, it is a metaphysical system even though it did have a physical housing that resembled something that I did not know of when I built it, let alone knew what it supposedly looked like, and I speak here of the Ark of the Covenant. 'Covenant' means in today's translated English, contract, the deal made between SSJKK, and the original Hebrew tribes, after Moses was used 2 lead them out of the Pharaoh's bondage, and out of 'non-King-Nebnooshoo-Babylon', not on Long Island, in America either!!!!!!!!!! JEEZ-LOUISE 4 crying out louder than ten simultaneous claps of dern thunder, on ACS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Keyboards From Petahell Magnetic Sound Machine (KFPMSM) was first put together in Atco, then 2 years later a larger model was made while living at the Highview joint, my 1^st stay there out of 2 total times at Highview Apartments of Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG. It was not until the start of the 21^st century when I first saw the ARK OF THE CONTRACT, on a cable-TV show, such as an educational documentary, such as the history and science channels all started 2 offer; and I thought I would knit a brick when I saw it, and realized that HALLS FAWCES must B using me; as it looked just like MAGNESONIC, and we all know that this system works, do we fracking naught, Mizz Blake???

I will get into the whole thing, but 4 now, here is the opening, and multiply this by about thirty five million and U might then B in the ballpark as 2 just what is truly soon 2 arrive here at the MORIANITY-CHANNEL!

As the title implies, this is what it is all really about, and all of my life fits into the entire deal here, the greatest daytime serial television show, Atlantic City, magical songs, dreams, magical people, magical places, and the whole dern glass 27 foot and 324 inch ball of wax that is more commonly known and referred 2 as the whole 9-YARDS. Football players and fans of the game, know a lot of stuff about YARDS; while my only connections with this game, besides having many pals, and one X-pal, who truly do love this game, is my SNACNACS Q&A magic ART-TEST SYSTEM of speaking of Highview and 1985 times, comparing the ranges in percentages of accuracy, into zones such as the game of football does, and then being the coworker of a first cousin of a famous player now living here in Florida as of 2015 down in Tequesta, the awesome great Mister Joe Nemeth. With my luck, I've misspelled both his city and his surname, sorry if that B the case, anybody. Still, I never knew Joe, but I knew Cuzz-John, from the great one and only 1977 job that I had, Mars Graphics Printing Shop, in Westville, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He would say 2 me on nearly a daily basis and I've never forgotten it, “Mark, U worry 2 much”, yet when I would tell him I never went 2 doctors, he would almost lose it and yell at me, “Man, U might B dyin'-a-cancer boy, U need 2 make an appointment somewhere”. He never bragged about his famous cousin, and the only time it ever came up was when yet another coworker, named Sir Mike Laggy asked him within my earshot one day if he was related, and he calmly told him, that they R first cousins, and ''rarely C each other, since he is west coast, and I am east coast'', yet another John Nemeth quote, from a day somewhere in middle summer time in 1977. Anyway, let's move this along and finish up 4 the day, peeps, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm lookin', U awesome quantum physicists out there; I'm lookin', YO!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry Verizon, it can't B helped, how can I-B so ridiculously lucky, or young looking at 44 years of age, huh Doctor Reda, well, now I've admitted that whittle secret 2 the world, and they call me a sex pervert, 'so what's 2 do', Jack Klugman, oh Sir??????? JEEZ-LOUISE, and every little breeze, from Plymouth 2 Saturn, 2 wild psychiatric transdimensional nut-job-joints, huh distant cuzz and entire 'S-F'????? So take my entire story, how it all fits together and then multiplied quantitatively via of the dream dimensional addition, that widens and scatters it into beyond any movie ever made, ten thousand times over; and how none of these puzzle pieces need 2-B truly forced, just merely carefully maneuvered all around, and so all of this and more, and we begin arriving at the opening gates and fringe areas, of the 'story of me'. The only reason that I am not known better than James Patterson, is actually MY BIGGEST PROOF itself, 2 all of this surreal horrendous life-situation. If not 4 some magical force that did not want 2-B known and exposed, or have this junk with me known of and exposed 2 this world's population, I would become overnight, a beyond super viral blogger, within 48 hours. My life story would B a world wide sensation that dwarfs any and every other thing anywhere at any time; and now Verizon, now U may accuse me of it, a wee tad bit at least, and I won't call U out 4 doing it this time, but still Lenny, all Lenny's, it's dern glass deserved, and everyone out here knows that it is!!!!!!! Peeps, what went down in 1965 in Atlantic City and by forces of that place and or vely vely nearby 2 that place, is so mind bending that it can't B told 'A-Z', in proper or normal ways; and just as I tried telling this fact 2 a lovely Egg Harbor, NJUSAESMWG resident, whom I called soon after that time of meeting her and not getting along well with her at all, Mizz Terry Egghead of the Jersey harbor-lands. So 4 short, we can just call her, MTEJH or pronounce it as simply, METTAGE!!!! U just cannot take my story and try telling it in a chronologically acceptable ordered way, naught when the entire deal is all stemming from a timeless reality that human beings know in limited ways as 'infinity' and or 'eternity'. It is like oil & water, U cannot mix them, and U certainly cannot mix stuff that moves in and out of both a time dimension and then infinity, it just won't fweekin' work, good folks. It doesn't matter if it is some transdimensional Mister Mowry, who owns a lakehouse and has a boat rental business there on a lake some place in Pennsylvania-USA, who goes over 2 a car that I was sitting in and listening 2 the harmony musical track, of my 2013 remade tune of 1983, called, 'You'll B Crossing Over', and reached in, and completely turned the volume off 100 percent, or whether it is some incident happening here in waking life, that is also trying 2 stop and prevent this true tale from ever coming out publicly; the same HALLS FAWCES R endlessly going into full gear and absolute total power, doing all that they can 100 PERCENT, 2 thwart and stop my story from being known, a story that if ever known and out, all over the world, would advance this world from a TYPE-0, INTO A TYPE 1 CIVILIZATION, and practically overnight!!!!!!! Someone out there doesn't want 4 this 2 happen, and they want the BIBLE's end of time deal 2 all go down instead, Mister RPL-Joe Sivo, and Professor Michio Kaku of New York City, YO. It's just as simplllleeee as all of THAT, all of U curly haired NASA space-boys aldare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“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 4^th 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 blmummmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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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anonymous said on Apr 02, 2009....

You shrunk a bit there dalmatian, but I saw you still speak the human lingo, wow, you are telling the truth, God is 16 or at least she watches the show.

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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???????

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It is now exactly six oh five in the 'PEE-EM, Sir ICE-T', and other L30B; and yet still others from the world of 2024, as well as the future, receiving this on the galaxy networking system, or 4 short, the GALANET, perhaps. In this dimension, it may come 2 pass, and it may not, and I only can say 4 certain that it happened somewhere in the vast virtually limitless area known as the 5^th dimensional hyperspace. Today is 8 April, 2024, and this is an early Monday evening now, here in Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA that is AKA 'FLORIDA'!!! Yes weerlld aldare; we can know what we dream of, but this may or may not bring its exact matter duplication into being here in waking life, or called a precisely matching TOSE, or expanding the already existing shortened abbreviation here and reaching into its newer and fuller meaning in nomenclature; just refer 2 it as the PMTOSE. No sir Mike Soft, naught a primrose. I have seen stuff in alternate future locales such as the Galanet in 2281, the terraforming of Mars' atmosphere in 2874, and many other things. This may or may naught get 'dreamed in here', as we dream in the pain and unpleasant stuff after our more traumatic incidents happen 2 us, a bad car or air crash, the death of a close-in loved one, and along those lines. We all know that we begin 2 interact with lost children and lost parents through death, out into the 5-D hyperspace. We all do it, and just because I know what is happening and the rest of the collective humanity as of 2024 does not, is as meaningless as a rolling marble on any city street in America right now kind folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 04-09-24

I have misled and quite by accident I promise U all out there in Cybe-Villa, when I have told over and over again that mathematics is everything in this universe. It is absolutely an incredibly close 2^nd, so then just what truly really honestly IS THE FIRST? Well, on your mark, get set, and yes, just as with the lyrics 2 that fantastic middle late 1960's song called 'Keep The Ball Rolling', the number one winner is and always has been and will B, none other than GAMES! Games is number one, followed then and ONLY THEN by mathematics. I have come out from the very absolute start of Morianity Bible Project, and this BOM-BOB Blog, saying this, and never ever wavering in the smallest way from this, nor will I; Mister Robert Patterson Cheatley, of the great Collingswood-1983, NJUSAESMWG; oh marvelous and ever-awesome kind illustrious sir, naught in a million years!!!!!!!!!!!!! GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES-GAMES!!!!! This is the deal, and this is what everything is all about; and unless and until this present TYPE-0-CIVILIZATION comes 2-C and fully realize this fact; as with the evolving of any potential race of physical realm beings, it will B doomed 2 eventual termination without any true advancement in life-condition, or into a beyond T-Z-C (type zero civilization), or up into the type 1, 2, and 3, that pertains 2 how we use the energy sources surrounding us, and don't think Morianity has made this scale up, just ask any astrophysicist and they should basicly confirm these words being spoken now 2 any viewer; but unless this fact about games is understood someday and completely believed as a human condition fact, our race is doomed 2 only remain at type-0, and then eventually kill each other off in one way or another. Simply put, there is a logical easy 2 discern reason 4 the need 2 have GAMES as the priority of the truer energetic existence that we all R in. There is one gigantic and beyond huge reason 4 the need of powerful challenging games, and this is DISTRACTION. Distracting away from the never ending oppressive spiritual weight of 'endlessness' is what I am referring 2, and just because a piece of clay that U-R convinced is really U right now, is scared of final terminating existence, U on the other hand deep down in your spirit, know the exact opposite is true and real. U and I would do anything imaginable and more, 2 find a way of reaching nirvana, the end of existing. U cannot however. Nothing in truth begins nor does it end, and 4 one very simple little reason peeps. It simply exists in a TIMELESS INFINITY, or as energy. The math formula proves there is no time in the realm of energy, if there was, no electricity would work anywhere on the Earth-Planet. The formula that says E divided by T equals P proves every word I am saying 2-U, but without a background in mathematics on a high collegian level, U simply won't GET what I am saying 2-U (boy, girl), or in or out of 1969 summer times and on or off great world renown beaches!!!!!!!!!!!! Games R everything, as really challenging contests and games with powerful struggles and challenges R needed in order 2 distract us PURGATITES from our nightmare situation of ENDLESSNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Only in the CAPITOL CITY OF THE CAPITOL PROVINCE OF PLANKATORY, R we freed from this oppressive realization of endlessness. When there, the great SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE literally is able 2 remove this thing from us, making HER great city, truly HEAVEN, the mortal world's name 4 SDK or City of Sarah Krassle, astrally spelled and pronounced in a converted Earth-English diction, 'Sahasra Dal Kanwal'. The minute U would walk out beyond the 6 gates onto the 6 linelanes, or 'astral highways', all leading out into the purgatory and out away from the great city, pow, instantly U fully realize the truth again. This is all symbolically part of the Garden of Eden story about the knowledge of good and evil, but the complexities involved in the entire mess is way 2 complex 2 try and tackle with U all 4 right now, YO!!!!

A truly enlightened human knows something, and many times feels a weird obligation 2 keep it 2 themselves; thinking that they R protecting humanity from mass insanity. I know better, and am one of those very few who truly know. I speak here of how the masses of peeps everywhere, and all throughout recorded civilized history of human kind on this Earth-Planet, believe that as we get more 'spiritual' we get less physical, and the fruits or proofs of this, as written into the Christian bible scriptures as well as many other similar bibles of various religious faiths around the world; R described as holy men that give up worldly goods, stuff taught by the SON OF GOD, JESUS CHRIST, and others also. The so-called proof that U really R a holy person and part of the spiritual worlds even though still in an earthly body, is in the degree of not wanting material things any longer, the whole born-again-Christian basic doctrine in other words. This works 4 everyone not enlightened 2 the point of absolute spirit-wisdom, and by that, I don't mean we know everything, as we do naught; 'naught by a long shot, Mister Perry Kent Louidgee-mobster White'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! At my level, U really deplore and hate materialization and physical life, but U know that while U-R trapped here, it is total nonsense 2 live like a monk and a nun and thinking that this has anything remotely connected with advancing yourself spiritually, as all things R about one thing, distracting from endlessness, and doing that by PLAYING ENDLESS GAMES!!!!!!!!!!! So Y then did our Lord seemingly naught teach these things? Well hold onto your goddessdog popcorn, oh lovely Mizz Abby Carmichael, and Detective Lenny Brisco, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I believe wholeheartedly that Jesus Christ DID TEACH THESE TRUTHS, and that the Roman Catholic Church CANONIZED IT ALL AWAY, because it was 2 much in their opinions, 4 the human race 2 handle, and so just what is this original RC-CHURCH, and is it basicly the same deal, and with the same exact magical force behind it from back then, as it stands today, and a giant and integral part of what I label and name the WOMO-SPACEFORCE???? Well I believe that U all know my answer 2 thissssssss; oh great lovely Mizz Erica Kane Susan awesome Luccisnakes, mah'm. Speaking of naught so lovely peeps here however, I came a cat whiskers edge away from being screwed yet once again, by Mizz who else good folks, SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE NOTFONDAUONEBIT CRABGRASSHITINNERPANTS THISTLETHORNS, but she missed me, as I added more pages just as I was getting 2 the lower lines on me' document's goddessdog PAGE 10 OF 10, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, so HA-HA-HA-HA, AND TEE-HEE-HEE WELDER LILLY MUNSTER, OH GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, all over again, and we don't even have 2 go anywhere, as this was Easter Sunday of 2001, and naught way back in the roof dog times of 1971, with Mister McNulty, me' whittle mommy, and Dock Shriner Breyers; so adding in here, a simple short Sir Chester-Frank quotation of 'WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE', and yes, one 4 lovely awesome white-hot Mizz Katy-PEE also, 'WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS'!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posting up at approximately 20 past 7.

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This blog is starting at around 1 AM<>an hour or so.

EARLY ON MONDAY MORNING

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLOWERLAND-USA

ON THIS 8 APRIL, OF THE 2024 YEAR

MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:

MONDAY, APRIL 8, 2024---JWSC-MON-12-ONE-HUNDRED-ELEVEN; oh MIZZ WITCHBITCH 1993 spring-time JANE

CURRENT PHASE IS: NEW MOON

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 N.M.

WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)

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

WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)

WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)

MAGNETIC PERCENTAGES CHARTS IN 2024, FOR BOTBAR DAYS:

2024 ANNUAL, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

03/15------075-------17------------------------23---x----03

03/16------076-------18------------------------24---x----01

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03/24------084-------23------------------------27---x----03

03/25------085-------24------------------------28---x----01

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03/27------087-------25------------------------29---x----02

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04/04------095-------26------------------------27---x----01

04/05------096-------26------------------------27---x----02

04/06------097-------26------------------------27---x----03

04/07------098-------26------------------------27---x----04

MONTHS 3-4, MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE FOR BOTBAR:

DATE----DAY #----BOTBARS----MP4B

03/15-------15-----02----------------------------------13

03/16-------16-----03----------------------------------19

03/17-------17-----03----------------------------------18

03/18-------18-----04----------------------------------22

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04/01-------01-----01--------------------------------100

04/02-------02-----01----------------------------------50

04/03-------03-----01----------------------------------33

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Great folks of the L30B, and anyone else reading these words, I bid U adieu; and shall let U have a fair warning that I already discussed the power-points topic, of Y some things in time and geographical location seemingly have GREAT AND UNEXPLAINED POWER 4 MY OTAMMITE SPAMMENIES OF THE 'WSMT' (WOMO-SPACEFORCE)!!!!! This ain't nothing whatsoever new, BUTTERCHEESE, BUTT, big glass butts, or small ones, and both Egg Harbor, and Harlem resident lovelies, of two connecting USA states; what is naught new about any of thissssssss, Mister Mike Soft Thistlethorns, is that there is a 'major middle 1960's deal' with this, that far eclipses the awesome previously discussed incident between me' awesome latengrate mommy and me, that took place back at lovely Mizz illustrious Patricia Meeker's Gibbsboro's rented home, in the, speaking of Jane; early 1990's time circa. It took place after the first summer in Atlantic City with my mom, when we vacationed there together, which was at the Traymore Hotel, and after that, they all took place on Tennessee Avenue, near the boardwalk's incredible TRINIDAD or in South America, pronounced as the TRINITY HOTEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ''Moocho sicken swalen cherundo'', flower songs, Joe Berrios, McFly magical PPMM automobile circuits illegally placed into numerous automobiles that I have driven, and great army bases that R all situated at 'precise wild locales', near the X-MAXFIELD RECORDING STUDIO, AND THE X-RUSSELL's SCHOOL OF MUSIC, OF CHERRY HILL, NJUSAESMWG, on Beidamin Avenue, near the Racetrack Circle of those times in the 19 eighties and nineties; all being one-hundred percent completely and totally wrapped up into this entire messy and horrendous monstrous 27 foot ball of NIGHTMARE WAX, FROM DOGTOWN'S GATES THEMSELVES, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO PEEPS!!!!!!!! Now the situation with my mom's short romantic fling with the great Haddon Township (WSMT-WESTMONT MAYOR), in the middle 1960's; is also all a part of my life, my Atlantic City problems and beyond woe-whiz-me hassles and endless nightmares, and the great television show that all Americans knew of and most watched quite religiously, called, 'DARK SHADOWS' and how this monstrous 5^th dimensional deal truly all fits together in ways that no fictional story could rival in 1,000 centuries, and if all collaborated on by 1,000 dudes like Mister James Patterson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT. Now in the beginning of September, in the year of 1965, and very shortly thereafter, from the first vacation of 5 total vacation years in Atlantic City, with my mom, and the final 4 years and 8 total stays being on '10-SC' Avenue (Tennessee) of north-central town; I was sent 2 a nightmare place 4 no good reason whatsoever, and nearly died there on several occasions, called the NJNPI; and the state of New Jersey knew this and once I blogged my beginning stories with this nightmare place as a youth, it suddenly closed down, and then as most of U also know well, so did Cooley Hall shortly thereafter that as I continued still onward with these blogs, (BOM-BOB-BLOG-MORIANITY BIBLE) project, beginning at the very second week in the year of 2006, in early January, and just 3 dern glass weeks short of 33 years of time, since waltzing myself out and away forever, from that magical joint, called by me, this blogger, in present days and times; the COOLEY WORMHOLE HOGWARTS HIGH HELL HALL, and 4 shortened abbreviation, the CWHHHH! At this first place I went 2, & B-4 'Guidance Counselor Jaqamini' talked me into leaving the 'HTHS' high school, and attend the CWHHHH place, along with a short in-between time, where I was tutored at an office in yet another local school in Westmont, and was called the NJNPI, and standing 4 the New Jersey Nurueal Psychiatric Institute; this is where I was sent 2 and never told Y other than I was a little disruptive in class, today perhaps diagnosed as hyperactive and with all those 'ADD' and 'ADHD', and other psychotic juvenile features, listed in the science of psychiatry. Now bear in mind that this was right after the time that I had experienced the first of 4 summer vacation years from 1965 through 1968 inclusive, a total of 8 hotel stays on this beyond magical street of 10-SC Avenue; and had just begun seeing the wild illusive incredible mind busting girl on that street there in ATLANTIC CITY, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA. So now just less than a month following this, came Labor Day of 1965 and the following day, my trip up 2 Princeton and 2 live there at this horrendous horrific nightmare hellhole, the NJNPI, a true mental institution, only 4 younger peeps as opposed 2 adults. I got 2 come home every other weekend, and other than 4 that, I remained in this beyond super unpleasant horrible place until the entire school year ending, in late June of the year of 1966. I AM ON A MAJOR BUTT-STINKING FUTHERMUCKING ROLL, OF BEING STRUCK HARD AND HORRIBLE BY MIZZ DIRTSKUNKBREATH SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE NOTFONDAUONEBIT THISTLETHORNS JANE, and this blog is no goddess damned exception; so B-4 moving on with the story of today here folks, I need 2 'runt-phlegm-hate', with me' great 5-grouping numerations here, YO:

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So most of U out here know of, and remember my telling about the incident while residing in Gibbsboro and right around that nightmare time of JANE SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE, and her horrendous unforgivable attack on me one night, at an Atlanta Braves baseball game ball-park, using a large jumbo digital ball-park clock; and had the TV-cams 'zoom in' with the ELEVEN-ELEVEN. Those 4 horrible bright numbers of ONE, filling my screen, and thus spelling BOTBAR-HA-HA MOUNTAINPEN, up in the future; as well as just 'Mark Wayne Mohr', back in early 1993. This was around the time of that early morning when my mom got up 2 go 2 work and I was in-between security guard jobs, and so I would ride her 2 the Lindenwold PATCO train station back and forth, so that she could then commute 2 her office job, at the shipping company in Philadelphia, called Inchcape Shipping, who had bought out her former company known as LAVINO SHIPPING by the entire world back in the 20^th century, and the times of World War ll. One morning, and the blog that this story went into some powerful details about got HUUUUUUUGE hits on it; I was trying 2 tell my mom something simple as all get out, and at the same time, extremely important that she hear and understand and simply go along with me with, and there was only one big fly in that ointment tube and it was a major HADDONWOOD SIZED GI-FLY, AND ON MADONNA-HADDONFIELD NAUGHT 'LBI' CERTIFIED PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT STEROIDS, 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Put vely vely vely simply here great folks, SHE WASN'T HEARING IT, and that was simply goddess dogged THAT, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She was naught gonna' hear it, and that was written in MOSES STONES, FROM HERE 2 JERUSALEM; PEEPS!!!!!!!!!! After trying 2 tell her this ridiculously simple thing that was very important, 3 times, I gave up after hearing a little 'VOICE OF WISDOM' inside me' spirit, or 'whatever', but it happened, it was real. I said 2 me'self, “Mark, shut up 4 now, try doing this exact same thing again just about the time that U-R pulling into the Lindenwold train station”, as it only took a minute or less 2 say it and 4 her 2 get it and have this urgent matter properly dealt with, and it was a minute's drive from entering the large train station parking lot area until I dropped her off right at the doors into the station, and then drove on, and back home again. I did this, and it was about 40 or 50 minutes later on from the first original attempt at getting through 2 her, and I stress this as I did on that other blog that went practically viral 4 whatever the reason, that this was simple, and did not require any special anything on her part, yet 'some weird supernatural thing, and or force (HALLS FAWCES), were absolutely unquestionably blocking out her normal ability 2 properly interact with me on this matter, at least back at the house around half past 5 in the morning. Now it was around a quarter past 6 and we were about 2 and three quarters miles away from that house and over at the train station, another place and another time, huh 'Doctor Donna DAGS', of the transdimensional Atlantica Medical Center, and Captain Russican Picard????????? POW, PPMM, HOGWARTS ON ACS, and so much more, it was as if the first event never had even gone 'down', Mister 'Joe Sivo', from the RPL Sound Recording Studio Labs of Camden, NJUSAESMWG? How these 'PHD' or Potter-Hogwarts Deals R carried out by the STAR FAMILY, or HALLS FAWCES, really is not my concern, right now; at least while telling U all about this story, and then connecting it into new and first told stuff here on this day of the eclipse of the sun, in the eastern central areas of the continental United States this afternoon, on 8 April. U-C folks, here is how their magic has managed 2 endlessly eclipse any and every single thing that I ever have tried 2 do since I became a legal aged fracking adult, and walked out of the CWHHHH place forever at the tail end of January in 1973. First off, time as well as geographical locations R part of the major forces that control this entire universe, and beyond. If this was not so and if stuff was not in perfect balance, I can absolutely promise U all one thing right now that is 100 percent pertinent 2 this day itself. Even the eclipse this afternoon would not B happening if what I am discussing in topic on this blog, was not so incredibly major as well as so 'mind-bustingly' a part of my life and all of Morianity itself!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I shall go on endlessly coining new phrases and words, as if it works and if it fits what I need 2 impart 2-U all, and it doesn't seem 2-B there yet, then I AM GONNA' PUT IT THERE, and here comes yet another hack that has gone away until recently, and has somehow been mother fracking 're-wormed into me' system again', and I absolutely plan this week 2 go 2 the 'techy-joint' and get another FREE CLEAN WIPING JOB ON THIS GULL SLAM CUMPUKER, YO YO YO YO YO YO; and this went down at exactly 16 minutes past 3 of the clock. Remember also when this was real bad a year ago, along with these exact new type of hacks on me then that I came 2 later on call the (SMALL-BOX-HACKING), and how they seem 2 come close 2 that one day each year that according 2 LIGHTNING GODDESS DIANA back in early 1984 somewhere, CAME 2 ME IN A WILD POWERHOUSE FRACKING dream, SAYING “27, THAT'S MY NUMBER LITTLE BOY”, as she struck the 27 number on the roulette layout at the wheel game that I was playing in some parallel dimensional locale of the vast 5^th dimensional hyperspace. Peeps, U don't get more of an electrical date than 3-27, nor an electrical time than three-twenty-seven either, and the hacks used 2 take place at or close 2 these times last year, and who out here remembers all this nightmare hell that the PPNR Mountainpen has 2 endlessly mother fracking keep suffering through??????? How about U, FBI, and U, Sheriff KEITH PEARSON, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO????????? Who in the L30B remembers these things????, and if U don't; just go and archive it, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Truly, it is as simplllleeee as T-H-A-T, in or out of 1986, and NASA and curls and girls, and songs, and all Atlantic City nightmares of endless DOGTOWN!!!!!!!! U go Mister T-G, U and your time 4 more fire songs and opera loving musical stuff, only U pegged me so WROOOOOOOOONG, or did U? Maybe U & another TOM from a decade earlier in roof-dog-time, or 'R-D-T' 4 short; WANTED ME 2-B THAT WAY, or maybe there is still yet other possibilities, 4 lovely Mizz Lizzy Montgomery and me 2 gnaw on, between early October of 2008, and early April of 2024, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, HEY MAN, JEEZ-LOUISE, SURFER FONTY!!!!!!!!!! Let's get back to the middle 60's now, the first vacation year out of the 4-total of them on 10-SC Avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG; and how it connects into my going 2 the Princeton NJNPI, as this story has never been fully told, maybe peeked at under the sheets and glossed over, but until right now, ABSOLUTELY NEVER GOTTEN WEELWEE INTO SERIOUSLY, YO FOLKS, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, Mister 1971 Mike McNulty, so HWGA, and just who is smart enough 2 know what THAT shortened whittle abbreviation twuwee stands 4, BREEEEEEEEE????

The entire time that I was in this NJNPI-nuthouse in Princeton, NO-JOY-ZEE-USA, from age ten years and nine months through age eleven years and 7 months; I would go into the art room, take large sheets of white paper, colored pencils, rulers, and all sorts of artist aids, and would draw nothing but endless drawings of Atlantic City and the beaches all in that area of Tennessee Avenue (10-SC), the piers, the jetty's, the boardwalk, the sand and surf, all of it, leaving off only the people. I was never a PEOPLE-PERSON, naught as a small child, now, or anywhere in-between. Don't hate me world, we R what we R, and the maker of all things is the boss of that, naught me, naught Mizz Blake, only 'GOD', using your term and word here!!!! But that ain't me' whittle pernt here, Sir Archie Queens Bunker, YO dude!!!!!!!!!!! Me' pernt YO is that I would sit there all year long, literally obsessed, perhaps even a wee tad bit 'possessed' also, drawing this area, over and over again on these large paper sheets about 18 by 24 inches, and 4 whatever the reason, this place had an art room in their K-Cottage in the basement area. This was the recreational day area, the middle area had offices and the large kitchen and dining areas, and upstairs had showers and bunk dormitory areas. There also was a school about 100 yards away in a different building, and this place was beyond huge with countless hundreds of acres filled with buildings and all sorts of stuff, even medical places, U name it and it was on this HUUUUUUUGE property, the NJNPI; and in the sort of centered area was our K-COTTAGE, as in 'K' and 'C', or Krassle-Callio; and U know that I cannot resist throwing that one in here, YO gwate peeps aldare, YO!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, and yes white hot future rock star of 1997, D-Q-Katy; also quite dern 'WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS' also. Now just what is so major almighty powerful and beyond quintessentially awesome about the global geographical site of those ATLANTIC CITY BEACHES AT, AND WITHIN ABOUT 3,000 FEET NORTH AND SOUTH, OF TENNESSEE AVENUE; U should B asking your selves right about now, if U have wasted your time reading up 2 this point so far in my Morianity, and these 'BOM-BOB-BLOGS'!!!!!!! ALSO PWEEEEZE remember good folks, that the Christian-name of BOB, stands 4 none other than what it stood 4 back in 1969 as well, my original juvenile version of today's adult version of Morianity, and called, BOOK OF THE BEACH, and shortened by the removal of the word 'the', just as the great and ever illustrious UNITED STATES © COPYRIGHT OFFICE DOES THIS AS WELL WITH ALL TITLES, one perfect example, my song called “The Morning Light”, is titled without the 'THE' word, just into 'Morning Light'. So BOB simply is short 4 the 1969 originally written and redone 2 the best of this author's possible recollections of memories from the days of the 1960's; and especially the final year of those 1960's, being 1969, and so the title is BOOK OF BEACH. Way back when all of these incredible things were all happening 2 me in real time, in the STM-illusion of course, which is totally real while we appear 2-B existing/living within its wild boundaries; I was smart enough even as a young snot nosed 14 and a half year old kid, 2 know instinctively that I should B making a written recording of this unexplainable junk all going down around me, and so, and yes all great future-1986 songs written and copyrighted by future-me, “I DID”! I called it the BOB 4 short even back then, and the Book of Beach, just as I refer 2 it in adult life and old age now, YO peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simplllleeee as THAT! Now when taking what occurred at Patricia Meeker's Gibbsboro home on Route 561, with my mom and the train station early morning debokle story of Dogtown CUBED & HAVANA-CUBAN YO; and mixing and merging and marrying it all into the story of how my Atlantic City situations all came about, as well as some of the proofs 2 its mind bending obsessive effects with me whereby I did nothing but make drawings of the place as if some demon spirit had entered into me, and was causing this 2 happen and leaving me about as much goddessdog free will about it all, as if I was being stuck up at gunpoint somewhere on a deserted late night city street, and could just walk away unharmed with my money, and not B stabbed, shot, hit on the head with a pipe, or some other such ungodly deal. I had no choice other than 2 keep drawing those incredible pictures of this one major place, the street where all of this was about 2 begin unfolding around me, the girl, the wild dreams, the songs, the whole future and the music of this time, and on and on and on and on, the chain, all the magic, the future Milituforce WSMT enemies, even the entire nightmare of the STAR FAMILY ITSELF; all beginning and seemingly emanating from approximately 1965 in middle year somewhere, just shy of the time I was mysteriously sent 2 the NJNPI place, and 4 absolutely no good reason, and then on top of that there still is more, believe it or naught here, oh wonderful Mister Ripley, and daughter of Mister Jack Palance, YO girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After my time was over at the Cooley Hall (CWHHHH) joint, in Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG; Mister Thompson of the Board Of Education of Camden County, in No Joysey-USA, back in the early 1970's made a powerhouse special deal with me and my mom, proper English diction would reword that into my mom and I, so I don't wish 2 make Ann Silva or Patty-HHH all wet & excited here however, and this leads me into me' final topic on this blog of a 2-part major story tell, or a MST from now on 4 short should I wish 2 abbreviate the expression with future blog texts. Some of this begins even earlier, and a wee tad bit B-4 the great President John Fitzgerald Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas, TXUSAESMWG, and I was residing with me' whittle mommy over in Philly-PA-USA, in Apartment #24-A at the apartment house at 2041 Chestnut Street in the city, in the early-middle nineteen-sixties times. WEEEEEEEE & WOW & Wipe Out Women everywhere 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had a major mentally ill aunt named Barbara Mason Adams Powell, those last 2 surnames from marriages, and Mason was the family name after me' granny married me' grand-pop, and her Huntington name was altered in marriage into Mason, and on his Eastman family line, my great granny, the lovely Mizz Sarah Eastman, and she was a beautiful freaking goddess, let me tell U peeps, and I saw her pix, and with rotten cam tech and old rotten photos, and she still blew me' mind, even as a child. She was a real true gorgeous goddess. But getting back 2 me' aunt now folks, she was what in today's psych books would label extremely bipolar with numerous attached psychotic features and delusions. She accused me one night out on Ranstead Street of wanting 2-B the 'KING' and take over the world, and I didn't even know what 2 make of her nutty bizarre behavior. But she later on did this a few following times, and once President Kennedy had been shot, it never happened again, not that I am saying one event caused the other event, but simply am using a time reference here, since the world has it permanently time documented or stamped as we would call this in today's new age society, and so I make a simple point 4 sake of time labeling here. Hey, maybe the 2 dern glass events do have some strange correlating parallel, but that is topic 4 far future times and dates, good folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEE, and yes lovely Katy, U-R 100 percent absolutely truly correct girl; it's “WEEEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEEKAWUSS”, perhaps!!!!!! Now me' mom told me a story over and over again all throughout our shared lives together, while I was growing up and maturing, as well as long after becoming an adult, and up through until the time of her death, after the awesome PAULA KING ASSAULT in my mother's dreams following 1997's Christmas day of non-tree angel singing and songs of course; and speaking of topics of “KINGS” here, as we R now gonna' B embarking upon YO world; she told me how it is a recognized psychiatric disorder and mental illness, and that she was told this by qualified psychiatrists who were treating her sister, me' Aunt Barbara; that peeps who always R thinking about and or speaking about KINGS, or being the king, or anything related to a king, as well as anything that is 2 overdone with Christian religion and especially with Jesus Christ and with the female patient, anyone who begins having delusions of being pregnant with Christ's baby, or anything at all even remotely similar or familiar 2 anything within this window of subject, is mentally ill, and now has been given a diagnosed labeling, and so if my mom was accurate with this story, this must all B somewhere in today's most recent psych journal accepted by the medical industry, and known as the APA's bible of mental illnesses, the 'Diagnostic Statistical Manuel' or the DSM, 4 short, and since every so often it is updated as is the case with any and all medical stuff, it is numbered, and I believe the one in use currently is called, the DSM-5. Don't quote me, and I am sure anyone can find out the exact information, but allow me 2 finish out my major glass point 4 today peeps, y-O, and here comes me' first fracking goddessdog (y-O-HACK), YO!!!!!!!! Yes, I looked that time!!!! Now I could type on 4 a century, but let me shorten stuff 4-U all YO!!!!!!!!!! 2 me this is absolute proof, providing of course my mom's story is indeed an accurate telling of psychiatric information, and still held today as accurate and true by a general consensus of medical psychiatric doctors in the A-P-A community; that the entire field of psychiatry is a planned agenda of creating the intentional disinformation processes and sociologically controlling and maneuvering of peeps in a controlled grouping order by an oppressive governing system; using this new field of mind-medicine, so that those such as the Mountainpen, who have managed 2 stumble onto 2 much of the STAR FAMILY'S GREAT STUFF, can B immediately labeled as mentally ill, AND THUS CERTIFIED AS UNFIT PEEPS 2 DO ANYTHING AT ALL WHATSOEVER, AND EVEN THEIR WORDS R COMPLETELY ENDLESSLY DOUBTED AND DISBELIEVED BY THE SOCIETY AROUND THEM, AND ALL OF THIS IS A TOTALLY ENGINEERED PLOT AND PLAN, THAT BEGAN WITH DOCTOR SIGMUND FREUD, SUPPOSEDLY, AND MANAGED 2 GROW INTO WHAT IT ALL IS TODAY IN PRESENT TIMES IN THE 21^st CENTURY. It truly is as simple as that, folks. All of these words of today R a mere foundational opening and smattering of powerful truths and new stuff that shall B harped on, unless this STAR FAMILY STOPS WHAT IT HAS BEEN DOING 2 ME NOW 4 AN ENTIRE HALF CENTURY, and allows me a little bit of fracking peace and a few goddess damned golden years that all older peeps need after having hard difficult rotten lives from long hard labors and hell!!!!!!!!! It is gonna' B their rotten gull slam move, and if I ever get all the way into stuff, it will need 2-B finished from foreign shores where I will somehow B more protected, as without that, I wouldn't last any longer than if I openly dimed out the five biggest 'other-families', and we all know what just got said, even Tina Reese and my kid knows, so there!!!!! If U-R out there Tony C's descendants; I wish U all the best, YO. WEEEEE!

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L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; Roulette Game Won Hyper-Huge-Time Playing the Utility-Property-Damage Number 24, and the Noise Number 3, and Major Cumpuker Hacking is Offda' Scales FBI

Never have I come off intentionally doing a Patty Know-it-all Hollister H-H here with these 18+ years of blogs. I may say that I really truly feel that I know something, and then will always add in that I only know 4 absolute sure that everything in this life can B total illusion so then how can anyone know 4 absolute certain anything at all, and just as Sir 1969 Ziggy said on those awesome Atlantic City beaches. I plan 2 go back 4 a clean wipe free job a the TECHY-PLACE next week, as I just took another major blog vanishing assault at approximately 22 minutes past ten of the clock. It happened when I was teasing Mizz Patty H-H Hollister, so quoting a weelwee great television ad-spot from back in 2007 promoting the Hyundai Automobiles, “DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR, DUHH-DERR”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Computer hacking is back on a super roll, so if this is NAUGHT AN INTENTIONAL STAR FAMILY HACKING JOB, OH GREAT FBI YO; then explain the logic and rationality of how it always and absolutely fits exact timing patterns, U just explain this 2 me great peeps, YO!!!! Talk about Mizz Legal-Beagle Molly Nu 4 crying out crissake loudly, BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!! I have not had this much mother fracking cumpuker hacking in about a year when the last real wave knocked me right on me' sock clucking keister 4 crissake peeps! That rotten lousy worthless SPELLCHECKER totally sucks human gaseous winds, and using an anal 2 oral hose. I am told that I misspelled the word in red highlight above, but they refused 2 help me spell it correctly; and I totally know that there is such a futhermucking goddess damned 'K'-word-4-butthole! Also, a MAJOR MIND HACK ASSAULT struck me FBI; when I typed in the blue highlighted deal above, and B-4 it was corrected, it read, “the red in red highlight” and these type of mind assaults R done 2 everybody, but they R done 2 me a whole danglass lot more frequently, especially by major design, 4 purposes of making my entire life go rotten and sour 2 the mathematical exponential power of 300!!!!!!!!! No wonder the '24' number came right in and made me a ton of roulette units. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! So bounce that all around with nets and beaches, and the gods only know what else, Mizz-Blake???!!!!

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Yes today's MAJOR ELECTRONICS-UTILITY ASSAULT as well as MAJOR NOISE ASSAULT PERSECUTION'S AND HARASSMENT'S ON ME, brought in me' parallel event roulette numbers, and 2 quote me' latengrate whittle mommy here good folks; “That's fer-dern-sherr”!!!!!!!! U can bet your danglass smelly keister's on THAT one, evweebwuddy, as IPYT. Folks, it truly is just that dern rotten simplllleeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y has this incredible nightmare gone on around me, people, 4-70 years? It ain't complicated, not weelwee. Naught when we open our minds up, and begin some really large dern glass cogitation on this. Again, can I or any other human being, ever B-100 percent purely positive sure about anything? Ask any existentialist, as they will agree with Sir Beach-Ziggy from 1969, and his famous saying, “U don't know nothing”!!!!!!!! But other than 4 the ever unprovable possibility, that we R all just figments of our own imaginations; the answer is simple and has but one possible correct answer 2 this 64 quadrillion dollar infinite query, or seemingly infinite aniwho, YO peeps!!!!!!!!!!! The fifth dimensional hyperspace, and where we all travel 2 in our energy (spirit), every time we no longer R able 2 remain awake each day; AND WHAT HAPPENS IN FULL DETAIL, WHILE THERE IN THESE ALTERNATE REALITIES, that is creating an endless major effect back in physical-waking-world-life, that Morianity and Mountainpen, have labeled, and called now 4 over 18 years; the TOWEL SEEPAGE EFFECTS, and 4 short, the TOSE. U missed me this time, Mizz Witchbitch Toadlickingfool Thistlethorns Crabgrasshitinnerpants Notfondauonebit Sleazeweedsdisease Jane. On the middle of document open-office page-10, I realized the situation of upcoming potential nightmares on future Madonna Cooley Steroids (FMCS) 4 shortened abbreviation, and made the quick amendment of adding half a dozen blank pages that later will B deleted off with a quick scroll & highlight job, and (QSHJ) 4 short. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Sir Chester-Frank, and yes, it is indeed also completely WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS as well, lovely Katy, and Sir Mack, from Camp Chesapeake in Northeast, Maryland, USA. Some beyond Senator-Sanders-HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE and totally gargantuan deal is going on around me Mizz Marilyn McCoo, in the great awesome 5^th dimension; and I am willing 2 bet dimes 2 donuts that U, as well as the DAVIS FAMILY, in all colors, and the Hollister peeps, and the Gaines peeps; R all, just as that wild reporter from the great mighty marvelous PEEPS-MAG suspected all along, part of the wildest fifth dimensional 'something' that has ever taken place on this non Canopious Planet of EARTH, since Mister awesome South American residing, Carlos Castaneda, revealed his magical information 2 this blind pathetic ignorant world. Yes I said it, and the M-C hates peeps 2 call other peeps fools and ignorant, or that horrible REAL definition-----'N'-WORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyone who doubts this but believes in Holy Scripture, get any KJV-BIBLE, and read the entire NEW TESTAMENT vely carefully, or just the words in RED that signify it is the words of Jesus Christ 2 HIS pals 'the disciples', 'whatever' Federal Congressman Andrews, and no Verizon; I'm not doing it. It just works out this way, in me' surreal and major unfathomable dang life, YO!!!!

Now what happens in our dreams that alters our life permanently upon waking back up here again into our physical lives? Just how does this magical TOSE truly operate? Just what possible effects or alterations could at least B made somehow theoretically should we all get onto these truths as an entire collective humanity and race of homosapiens? These 3 questions R the most powerful tri-query in human civilization's entire historical reality, let me assure U all of thistlethorns, and yes, of thissssssssssss also, lovely Mizz Erica Susan Kane Luccisnakes of AMC-1983!!!!!!!! Well first off, does the Mountainpen have some of these wild rod slam glass answers, at least in partial and perhaps scattered and incomplete totalities? YES, absolutely I do, but again in honest reiteration here, as me' father said 2 me so often in me' vely early twenties in year-age, “learn 2 listen 2 language”!!!!!!! I have some partial and definitely incomplete knowledge here, but stuff that is so far above anything anyone of U-R even cognizant 2 in your wildest imaginations and dreams, and again at the risk of invoking more wrath from the Verizon accusers; this places me literally worlds beyond any of U, and this does NAUGHT make me one wee tad bit happy or feeling as if I wish 2 brag about any of this junk, lovely Mizz 1983 AT&T BLAKE, oh mah'm!!! If I could blindly B permitted 2 change places with anybody in the entire world right now, GODDESS DAMN IT FOLKS, I WOULD DO IT IN A NEW YORK GLASS DART-CREEP HEART-BEAT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!

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My dirtbag nabes from HELL R back today, or their workers R anyway, waking me up around ten minutes shy of goddessdog eleven of the rotten clock, this moUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUrning. Loud annoying metal saws and all sorts of clanging and banging sounds, and they never ever move in, and it goes on month after month after month, and is making absolutely no dern glass sense whatsoever. Nobody puts this much money into restoring a tiny old piece of total junk prefab home like this slit-hole next door 2 me, it is beyond reason, and I know it is all just 2 endlessly frack with me, and most likely, is behind the magical sewage clog problem issue that I have been experiencing now 4 well over a goddessdog year of time now!!!!!!!! All these enemies have 2 do is get right next 2 me, and from there, endless dog stenches R possible, and any and all imaginable harassing persecutions can B successfully 'carried out' against me, and 'with the pun' included as well. Simplllleeee AS THAT!!!!!!!! Also, all odds R there will B some type of a dinner party again tonight over in the goddessdog Community-Center. All the telltale signs R there, activities around the place and lots of peeps, a vehicle parked in the empty lot next 2 me all day long, and my landlord that is in charge of activities here at the Quiet Waters Co-Op Park of northeastern Fort Pierce, Flowerland-USA, and AKA Florida; and I am going 2 play the number '3' that normally gets vely vely white glass hot when major noise assaults R striking me and brought 2 me courtesy of none other than the nasty grass eating CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC-WOMO-SPACEFORCE peeps from EARTHLY-DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!! I am holding at BOTBUR and hoping 4 the goddess damned best, as there ain't no law on this Earth-Planet or even on the 1996 Canopious Planet, that I am aware of anyway, that is able 2 prevent me from LEEEEGALLY hoping 4 the best!!!!!!! WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW!!!!!!!!

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 some 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 humans 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 from 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 the layers of our 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, and have 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 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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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP

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PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE

WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN

Let me tell U something every bit as gargantuan and 'SANDERS-HUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE', as the utility company nightmare saga, that I have suffered through now, since approximately the year of 1970; and then worsening every decade, by leaps and bounds:!!!!!!!!! That numerously re-posted item above showing a surreal and beyond rationally explainable parallel event of dual-circumstance between, yes world, FORGET ME THE MOUNTAINPEN, just use the other items without poor pitiful non-Ronstadt Mountainpen (PPNR)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just use the stock market's DOW JONES AVERAGES, and the 2 PHILADELPHIA SPORTS TEAMS, Flyers and Phillies, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST THIS, NOTHING ELSE NEEDS 2-B THOUGHT ABOUT HERE, SO LET ME MOVE ONWARD NOW, BRRRRRRRRRR! I now challenge any computer geek, math wizard, or federal law enforcement or covert agency out here anywhere, 2 conduct their own research and try and disprove what I have been suffering through since middle 1986 when it all started happening around me, huh there, oh lovely Mizz Sabrina Stuart of the great marvelous awesome 60's TV-SHOW, 'Dark Shadows'! When the markets R moving UP, the FLYERS WIN and the PHILLIES LOSE, and when the markets R moving DOWN, the FLYERS LOSE and the PHILLIES WIN. No not every game and every time, but in a way that any goddamn mobster would murder somebody 4 if this information was ever truly believed and I became recognized 4 DISCOVERING THIS MIND BENDING POST MIDDLE 1986 WILD PHENOMENON, YO WORLD!!!!!!!! Every stock broker and sports gambler would B able 2 make a fortune, only there is a catch, and every fracking quantum physicist knows what it is and what I am now gonna' impart 2-U all. Should I ever B able through force of will, a wee tad bit of wild luck, and the blessings of a few of the astral-realm COINS AND COILS, 2 actually get this powerful nightmare truth exposed and myself recognized as being behind this entire thing; it would then magically go Potter-Poof-Hogwarts, and stop working, as if it never had even been there at all. This would even further prove however, 2 any seriously open minded intelligent peeps and minds out there, that this double bubble proof deal here, shows what I am suffering through at the hands of this mind bending STAR FAMILY, and if only the press would remember the middle 1990's and their major running with the ball about this, even the 'mainstream press' outlets started getting on board in small ways, but all of the tabloids were writing of it; and if they would revisit this deal, and then compare my present days and times MORIANITY BIBLE AND 'BOM-BOB BLOG' PROJECT; POW, this world would turn that next and following Mister Pat Robertson '1967-cornerstone'!!!!

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One of the incredible interactions reflected at me, in this space-time-mind's illusion of waking world time, as being towards the final hour of me' slumbers and waking world escape from a 3,000 year old family curse; was being back, and yes, 'WEIN-SOSO', at the DELLWAY ARMS APARTMENTS, of good old Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG; and having those endless video and TV related interactions. This time, I am there, or my dreaming-double is there with me spiritually indwelling within him (dreaming by human verbiage), and I was watching a show on my mom's television set in the apartment living room. The show had a name and on the bottom right side of the screen, its name was permanently displayed as it is done in present times, and back then, was not, but in that locale of the 5^th dimensional hyperspace, it was, and it said, “SUPER HUGE 4/24”. Some force doesn't want me 2 share this information with the waking world dimension here, as all sorts of weird type and keyboard stuff is going down while trying 2 type out the title and name of the television show, YO. There R machine hacks and then there R mind hacks. One perfect example of a mind hack was when the HALLS FAWCES got me 2 completely forget 2 put something in RED PRINT on my prior blog when I had gone onto tell U all that it was in RED PRINT ABOVE, and many peeps must have thought, 'gee what a bozo this blogger is'! These mind-hacks R one part of a 2-part enemy assault on this blogging-person, the PPNR-Mountainpen, as opposed 2 all sorts of typo hacks and with this old world keyboard, many times the characters don't come out, leaving endless words uncaught and wrong, such as 'Oe' when the letter 'n' never typed out, and the list is endless, and when they R naught caught, it is due 2 that always hated by word program-users deal with legitimate words and not misspelled words remaining, such as if I say I will B doing something real son, and the other 'o' letter did naught type out, Mizz 1983 Blake, mah'm! It will not show a correction red wavy line, as the word son as well as soon R legitimate words. This problem exists not just with me, but as with all things in my life, my WOMO-SPACEFORCE-SPAMMENIES take stuff such as this, use it as the Tom Cruise fighter jet movie deal and his famous line of “What's my excuse gonna' B”? My life, and what is being done 2 it ever since I arrived on this fracking planet, is not all that complicated 2 figure out; naught once we know what is really happening 2 me with all of this, and accept the dang reality of it with an open mind, and no matter how difficult it may B-2 believe the stuff!!!!!!!!!

Now this show on television was mind busting, and also proves 2 anyone who understands the basic principles of Morianity's teachings, that it took place in more distant as opposed 2 more localized areas of the vast unfathomable 5-D hyperspace. In this show, without being 2 specific 4 right now today, the show was telling how all we have 2 do in order 2 know something, is 2 chant a magical grouping of words while clapping our hands vigorously, and then jumping up and down like some jack rabbit with major indigestion, and pow, U simply have your answers. At that exact moment and 4 whatever the true reasons 4 it happening, I became 100 percent sentient and aware that I was in a very lucid vivid dreaming experience, and that I could maybe take advantage of this wild situation, that apparently was all 'going down' within this experience, 'Mister Joe 1980 RPL-Sivo', oh 'lunch-taking' SIR!!!!!!! How 2 this day, I look back at my ultimate immaturity when I was 26 years old, on the 11^th day in March of 1981, at that 'RPL' job; quitting because this flick head numbskull butthole had swiped one of me' 2 lunch sandwiches, out of the employee-fridge!!!!!!!!! What a fracking loser I was as a young moron, 26 year old dude; YO weerlld!!!!!! But on with the show, CALL-TEN-Verizon peeps, and other L30B out there. Oh Callio Callio TEN-TEN non-bragger-blogger Mountainpen and his nightmare cursed family causing endless cuts, washcloth lungs, poisons, persecutions, and SUPER HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC HELLISHNESS!!!!!!!!!! But moving on here folks; I will tell U all a small smattering of what went down in this wild dreaming interaction, once I became totally lucid 2 everything; after I first tell U, that yesterday did naught close out BOTBAR, 4-2 major reasons. First and as I already told U all, the great news at the eye doctor place, so that even without the Medicaid issue ever getting eventually resolved in me' favor, I can still go there 4 me' cataracts and necessary eye exam. The 2^nd part of the news is that as long as I keep a bottle of DAWN DISH LIQUID, and me' 3 gallon pale in me' bathroom closet, so I can use it when needed; 'that clog in the goddamn pipe system somewhere', is manageable; and so I have yet 2 tell the landlord about this major new problem. I have learned that if I wish 2 remain living somewhere, these tactics of causing endless problems with me, involving my stuff such as this, leads 2 my eventual forced-outing, in one way or another, and I don't wish 2 leave here, not 4 right now, naught quite yet, Mizz AT&T Blake!!!!! That rotten stinking lousy miserable JANE NOTFONDAUONEBIT THISTLETHORNS CRABGRASSHITINNERPANTS JUST GOT ME YET AGAIN FOLKS, WITH ANOTHER SMOTHER SLUGGING FRACKING ROCK CHUCKING HUNT TRAPPING BUNT TAPPING FLOCK DUCKING PAGE ELEVEN OF ELEVEN ATTACK ON THIS ROTTEN GLASS OPEN-OFFICE WORD PROGRAM, 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; SO ALLOW AND PERMIT ME PWEEEEEEEEZE, 2 COMPENSATE WITH ANOTHER 5-GROUPING OF NUMBERS HERE; OH U GREAT PEOPLE ALDARE IN CYBE-VILLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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So there I was AGAIN with something related 2 TV and video, and being back at apartment #O-15 at Dellway Arms, as in future computers, and future Michael Dell's way, as he and all of his pals sure got their way against me, with all of this life altering nightmare junky hellishness on epitomized steroids from lovely Mz Amy Cooley of Haddonfield, NJUSAESMWG; despite my screaming and hollering, and Mike Walter RPL 'other-coworker' and his grand glorious advice of my not being able 2 do squat about any of it; but my endless rants inside Radio Shack stores against this then coming and ushering in new age world of this horrendous digital fracking technology, and has been blog-told and reiterated about, literally over and over and over again 4 nearly the entire 18 years plus of this BOM-BLOG now, me' good and awesome folks!!!!!!!!!!!!! All these new things that my WOMO-SPAMMENIES R ABLE 2 DO 2 ME NOW, right down 2 the most recent and endlessly repeating blocking out of many of me' blogged photos and images and graphs, from the DJIA stock market, weather bug stuff, even my own photobucket-photo, and recently the blog-popularity international charts, all BLOCKED OUT AGAIN, GREAT FBI, AND IN VIOLATION OF MY CIVIL RIGHTS AS I UNDERSTAND THEM 2-B, as legally, all things need 2-B explained in most if not all cases, if it is being legitimately done by the 'BDC' peeps and the 'Blogger-Community' as they seemingly refer 2 themselves as, oh great and wonderful and powerful and awesome FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION!!!!!!!! WOW-2-THAT-1, or 4 short from now on folks, just 'WTTO'!!!!! So there I was in this wild hyperspace interaction somewhere out in distant 5DHS, and the dudes on this TV-program said that thing that I told U earlier B-4 the assault on me, by Cosmic-Jane-Evil Witch-Bitch on ACS, and (CJEWBACS), 4 short. And no Mike Soft Microsucks, no throwbacks or any other cool little ideas 4 changes here, YO dudes and duddesses out there in Silicon Valley!!!!!!!!!! This will B a topic that will B delved into, in many upcoming blog works, hopefully; as did U ever notice how when I say I want 2 do something along these lines, the SPAMMENIES stop me by creating all sorts of life path diversion tactics, and 4 short, all sorts and types of LPDT junk??????? This 18+ year 'BOM-BOB'-BLOG is literally cram grass filled with examples of this very thing, or reworded from back in 'roof-dog-time', and 1972, without the great singing Christmas tree angels of course, but AT THE COOLEY WORMHOLE HOGWARTS HIGH HELL HALL still folks; this vely vely vely non-intelesting Bob McDowell thing, YO world out there, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This great awesome future FCC Chairman of the 21^st century and 3^rd millennium, was me' cool pal Bob, back at the Cooley joint; Mister Winn, and others of me' L30B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One day in the hallway, I said something 2 him if memory is serving me correctly here at all, concerning some monks that I had recently been reading about in some book or magazine and from a trustworthy information source of those times in late 1972, and he looked at me and said 2 me in a very serious faced expression, “Vely vely vely intelesting, with the 'L' letter intentionally replacing both the 'R' letter in the word 'very', as well as in the word 'interesting' and I never forgot that day, and how he said that; while maintaining a vely vely serious expression on his face; and have chosen in this 20^th century 2 blog this over and over again, and with a rare and occasional reminder 2 any readers of this blog, just where this all stems from, and came from; oh dear loving Mizz Flowers-Hickey, and all great 'Dragnets and 714 numbers', all over the cosmic joint everywhere!!!!!!!!! Gimme a brake here lovely awesome Patty HHH and coworker Mizz Margie 1985 Leo McFly, good Lord and 25 cents, Lenny McKinnon from 1981. Well, in Mizz Margie's case, I shall ask 4 her 2 cut me one, only a break please, not another goddessdog McGuire damaging BRAKE, PWEEEEEEEEZE, I'm down on me' knees, I'm down on me' knees singing please-please-please-please; and all of the endless Dogtown Chants and magical music written in infinity, 4 musical arranger in human form, Mister Glenn 2 eventually get around 2 creating on the human realm, and decades following that, 4 me 2 use at the behest of a coworker at Cifaloglio, and 2 not remove from a music project soon 2-B sent 4 United States Copyright registration. Soon back then, and now long history of course as all great late 2007 yellow sheets of legal pad paper also may B, in or out of all great hand washing cloths, of '13-600' Districts of Columbia, YO world!!!!!!!!!!! MISTER MCNULTY; U HAVE ME' ABSOLUTE PERMISSION WITHOUT ANY 1994 BARRIERS, SO GO AND DO IT NOW, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO: AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!!!!!!!!!!! Boy oh boy oh boy, George Bailey, Uncle Billy, and Frank Capra; what a fracking grass nightmare life this entire transdimensional woulda' coulda' shoulda' deal is all turning out 2-B, and on quintessential 'future-Madonna' steroids of Haddonfield non-destroyed Cooley WHHH HALL. JEEZ-LOUISE FONTY SURFER of the FDHS. There is only one more thing 2-B spoken here, and this is from me, and straight 2 Mister 1967 and 1968 July's, Mister Camp-Counselor Mack Kaiter, first cousin 2 famous world news-anchor-man from those times, Sir Lester Kaiter. He went by LES, and many folks my age remember him almost as well as the greatest of them all, Sir Walter K. Yes, the other K-anchor-man, and I am most likely misspelling the surname Kaiter, as most likely if I tried spelling the other dude's surname, ending in the kite word, so rather than fly high and keep showing what a rotten miserable speller I am, just know that I do naught ever plan on entering a spelling B, or any of the great bee's, no sir world. Consider me both STUNG, and FOREVER BENCHED, from all of the games such as these, in this 'hologram'; Mister Space-boy-Billionaire. Y-I endlessly forget his name I don't know, as I remember the other famous billionaires, Zuckerpuke and Baysozs!!!!! No twins, no negative attitudes, no gorgeous white hot RA's, & 'no nothing', Mizz Ross, YO girl!!!!!!!! 2 THAT we can simply add in here, a nice whittle fweekin' 'WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE', huh there ole' 2000 Blue Anchor, NO-JOYSEY-USA roomie, Sir Chester-Frank!!!!!!!! Wipe-Out-Women.

Our love was true, our love was rare

No other love could ever compare

Now that you're gone

My spirits are low

And baby baby baby, I love you so.

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:

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WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:

DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE

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Yes Mister PIP, endlessness is quite hellish

OH THE GODS; DOES ETERNAL LIFE SUCK!!!!!

This deal with the TV show called 'SUPER HUGE 4/24' is major in many ways, first the magic part, but second, we have being back in the 1970's at Dellway Arms Apartments and all the while, the date of 4/24 with the slash sign proving it had 2-B the date or at least was a powerful possibility 4 it being that, and so where R we all at present illusion of STM???????? Gee folks, if I have 2 tell U it is 4/24, then I may as well quit right now, YO. But here is the deal: There R-25 days left, after midnight, here in this present point in Senator Watergate 1973 time; and yes all great high school guidance counselors along with mine years ago named Jaqamini, up there 'in the north-lands', at 'HTHS', of non-Wanna' Spend My Time (Westmont) in NJUSAESMWG; and within these remaining days of this April-month, is a lot of time 4 all sorts of non-witchcraft Mizz Montgomery 'possibilities' of junk 2 happen 2 me, and we all know and have known 4 a vely vely non Bob McDowell long while, as viewers of this BOM-BOB-BLOG, that this is an infinity of open windows 4 all sorts of evil and demonic entities 2 all come flying covertly in at me and wipe me right off the face of this miserable rotten sin cursed futhermucking whittle pwanet, YO SIR ELMER WABBIT FWUUUUUUUUD!

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FRIDAY, JANUARY 4, 2019

0009:57 ANTE' MERIDIAN

BLOG 2 OF TWENTY NINETEEN

FEELING CLOSE TO 90 THESE DAYS:

It is ungodly smother clucking HOT!!!!!! Life totally sucks, and this demonic heat is total goddang murder on quintessential steroids. This middle eighties grit in late December and early January, totally blows and sucks rooster birds. Every time the weather is wild and ridiculous, and having knit this hot even in my area, is the epitome of Camp Chesapeake, and Mack Kaiter the camp counselor. I have observed all my danglass life, when it is either ungodly hot or cold, or when there are super snow blizzards when I lived up north long ago; this is always when the slit in my life would follow suit. Nothing ever changes for the goddang snot puffing Mountainpen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not ever!!!!

When those famous and terrific agents, mentioned in that wild and cool television show, on New York City's WPIX-Channel-11, back in 1988; Agents Condor and Agent Falcon, told their story on that fantastic documentary; it took me three solid decades to realize that the topic of UFOLOGY, misunderstood as it may be by the Earth Planet population, as of early in 2019; is indeed what is behind all of my woes, and all of my so many outlandish and mysterious people who have made 'contact' with me, in one way or form, or another; for my entire life. Patty Hollister may have been the main character, or Paula King, or whoever or whatever we may wish to call her; and along with these 'whittle pirate facts', and “YARRRRRRR's”, and buckin' truckin' pirate hats, yes I still am wondering how Patty and her pal Santa are doing these goddamn days, yo????? You know, I actually had people ask me to have 'him' place them on his 'NICE-LIST', after the day he helped me move from apartment to apartment, back on March first, in the year of 1975. I am sure it was done jokingly, Misses Pennock; but still, Lenny; and all Lenny's for that matter; I think some people were truly wondering a whole lot of plucking mitt about me, way back then. Hey, don't clucking feel bad. I was wondering about myself, Mister Rod Serling, yo! After-all, you tormented me with your sick demented evil WAYV radio station; oh mighty Patty-Paula????? For those who may be unaware of all of the truckin' nightmarish circumstances involved here; David Roth and I would have many serious talks, over a totally fruyucking 'Ed Snowed In' bugged up telephone, Mister 'BLUE-NUNNGEN'; and he would always joke about that exact song, “Feel Real”, and how as he put it so crudely, Thomas J. Reale of Ventnor, and Northfield, New Jersey, USA-ESMWG; molested me back when I was fifteen ducking years old, at his home that he sold to the ACMUA waterworks of Atlantic City, on Cornwall Avenue, back in July of 1970. There is a connection and a message, built into every single event in the entire universe and multiverse. We literally cannot escape that reality, hard as any of us may wish to make such a fracking attempt, and IPYT!!!!!!!!! All that smother clucking bullslit casino teasing and harassment, it was PAULA AND DADDY JOHN KING behind all of it, the entire smother ducking dirtbag time, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So why do we choose (in our spirit), to explore the various parallel doppelgangers (doubles) of ourselves, in the virtually limitless fifth dimensional hyperspace? To answer that, we first need to examine more down to Earth similarities. Exactly why do we all make the many multiple choices (in waking life) that we do? You know, where to go or to stay inside on any given day, why we call a friend, or don't, why we post this up or that up on social media, for the majority of social media users out there, why we choose to pursue a potential mate, apply for a particular job, and the list goes on endlessly; and all of it on some kind of a precise time schedule. After-all, if we look back at our life in any given day, or week, or month, or what have you; you can see that a hindsight view will always reflect the reality of being literally a part of some gargantuan sized cosmic program of virtually limitless options and menu choices, a second at a time, from womb to tomb. So are these potential waking life decision options, a sort of reflection or similarity of some kind, to the decisions that our spirit or dreaming-mind travels to, and 'dreams through'? Put very simply and parochially here, while awake, Joe Shmo may say to himself, should I go out and take a walk on the damn beach today, or not, since it is cloudy, and I don't want to be caught outside in the rain? Then that night after falling into his bed, and he drifts away from his consciousness to this waking reality; is the very same process of decisions, following him and instructing him to dream-travel into this or that, & for some particular reason? The answer is an unequivocal YES, kind folks. Our truer or higher self, is indeed some amount of pure energy, that goes onto become that 'brain-activity', that your matter-mind permits a connection into the physical material world, from. So absolutely, just as we operate with conscious lower self mind in the world of awake-ness, we likewise operate quite similarly when we travel the hyperspace in spirit, or 'sleep and dream'. But as we make our so-called 'free-will' decisions in waking world life, and this same mind-brain system is doing likewise in our nocturnal existence, just how truly free is FREE WILL??? You may think that YOU made the decision, you know, to quote the old song perfectly here, should I stay or should I go, or should I do this or that, or not, or whatever; but what is finally actually MAKING YOU or CAUSING YOU, to arrive at a selection/decision? You may think that this is your free will, but it is just like deciding what you are going TO DREAM ABOUT! How many liars out here want to try and feed me the epitome of bullgrit, and tell me that they can dream anything that they want to, and control it like it is some super great future 'V-R-program'????? And for that matter, what then is really happening in a so-called 'virtual reality program', where you can enter a computer generated reality, and control the entire thing? Carl Sagan said it so perfectly to the great 99^th Congress, on a televised show that I happened to see one night, while I was living at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments. We can now, “Up it one dimension”. Whose V-R-PROGRAM are we in while we believe our self to be awake, and for that matter, when we believe our self to be asleep? Anyone who believes literally, that someone somewhere has a gigantic computer, and that we are all inside of its program, is a true fruitcake. The truth is that even though this is not the exact case and point right down to the 'nth degree', the effect and the result is that it may as well be as if this was what is going on. I know for a fact that there are Astral Plane gods and goddesses, that the AAT clubbers call the aliens, and that the religious people call the angels, the demons, and Satan and God. I know for a fact that the PLANK-TIME is reality, and all of this is a powerful dream where we fall off of that reality when we get so low in energy that we need to refuel, or regain a new supply. There is just enough drag in the Purgatory to cause this slow drain, due to the slightest amount of weight that this Astral or spiritual realm contains. It may be a zillion-zillion-zillionths of a microsecond long and be a zillion-zillion-zillionths of the size of a grain of sand, but as we exist there, we too are this much tinier, and in fact, our comparison is virtually limitless times this in ratio; as we are much smaller in this ratio, and our entire universe appears to be the size of a pea in comparison while we exist there. Also, no one is experimenting with humanity, no one has plans for us, good or bad; and the entire thing is a game. We love games because we are in the image of these energy-entities (GODS/GODDESSES), and they love games, but they love games because to them, it is the ultimate and extremely necessary distraction. This distraction is to keep them from dwelling and reflecting on the reality that dogs all of us existors/Purgatites, and that is ABSOLUTE smother plucking ENDLESSNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!

The news last night had an item that I'll admit, is blowing my smother ducking mind. Let me start with the story on my end of the stick, and then, I'll tie in this news item. Practically every Blogaudian out here will be amazed at this tale. I made a miscalculation regarding my anti-poverty plan, and told how Starburn Outreach Development Incorporated, or STARBURNODI for short, is a plan to eventually eradicate poverty out of the United States, and I misstated the financial objective and goal that is necessary to begin putting this incredible business plan into action, saying it would requite an amassing of ten trillion dollars, (USD). In fact, the amount is closer to half of this, and I have made an error on my paperwork. But I have the entire plan written down, so that anyone who would ever view it, would see that I just screwed up and thought I would need ten rather than about half of this amount. When I went out to my nut-job clinic last week, I believe that someone was in here, and saw these notes that I have written down in scribble form. I absolutely feel that these notes were viewed. Last night on the international and local news, a man was arrested in Palm Beach for breaking into Trump's Mara-logo Estate. He was insisting on talking to Trump about this exact same amount of money. I find this astonishing and beyond even my typical outlandish twilight zonish life's experience! WOW-JOANN-A!

Dear wonderful awesome Mister Terrance Mann:

Last night on that great “L&O” show, that is very hard to see on TV any more, I saw that episode from early this century, called, “Whose Monkey Is It anyway”? I am in the mood to add my little bit of spin about several things, and one of them pertains 100 percent to this episode. I totally believe that extremely evil criminals who are incarcerated for terrible crimes, SHOULD BE IN LAB-RAT-PRISON. I feel that they should have to submit to medical research. Forget death penalties, or torture or pain for pain's sake; as that is unconstitutional. Still, to make up for the horrible clucking grit that these beyond evil monsters do 2 the innocent; I believe that they should have to do this, and if they croak, well, 'stuck-you', then you croak!!! I don't disagree with many many things that my distant-cuzz Donald believes. I am not a Republican, nor am I a Democrat. I am split about down the damn middle, agreeing and disagreeing with about half of the mitt that both of these parties are for. Here is a way to really get even with those who hurt us, and laugh at us; and not violate the constitution. Many things need to be tested out, and no better people are there than them, for just that purpose. WHAAAAA!

When I went out to pay me' rent earlier today, I had a very strange event happen to me, AGAIN, as my middle name as we all know is HUNTINGTON-TWILIGHT-ZONE! I rode down the damn elevator with a lady and her little 'CHI-DOG', and everything was fine. But after I paid the rent, this same lady was again right there, and just as she was walking into the gate of this building, I was driving into it. As I opened the door for her to the lobby entrance, the dog suddenly tried to attack me, and nearly bit my right leg. That would have been a lawsuit, but the only problem is, what lawsuit? Nobody here has a penny, just like me. The only smother trucking suit would be the one that IS NOT hanging up in me' whittle fracking cwoset; oh Mister goddang Elmer Fwudd! WHAAAAA! Still, why was her dog so nice to me ten minutes earlier, and then pow, out of nowhere, the little ducking rats bird wanted a chunk of my leg? Reminds me of Jim Burr's dog, and the Cifaloglio dog, 'WHOOLIO-JULY'. All loyal plucking Blogaudians know of these true tales from Nightmare Grove!!!!!!!!!!!! Am I right or WROOOOOOOOOONG here, Freddie Elm, oh gwate awesome sir???????????????

I am posting at about a quarter shy of 7 PM now.

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L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; THIS WORKED IN LATE OCTOBER OF 2016, AND THE WOMO SPACEFORCE AGAIN IS CAUSING 2024, AND THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION YEAR WITH TRUMP, 2-B ENDLESS NON-STOP PROPERTY DAMAGE AT MY RESIDENCE, SUCH AS WITH THE GIANT FLOOD, BACK NEARLY 8 YEARS AGO NOW AT THE PHA

11:20 PM, late on Thursday night, 4 April, 2024

Nobody ever wants 2 listen 2 me or believe anything that I say, and it has 2-B all a part of the combined realities all wrapped up with these following deals, as no other possible way of explaining it is there. Shadow government mind control and alpha-soup run operations with ultra high covert technological devices and systems, Astral Plane inter-connected manipulations, the 3,000 YEAR OLD HUNTINGTON FAMILY CURSE, and 'GOD', whatever this really truly is; just hates my miserable pitiful goddessdog total damn guts! Yes, mommy, Doctor Shriner, daughter, and all 'AI' related anything's out there, since 1971's early miserable rotten autumn days, out there in Exton, Pennsylvania-USA; “HERE WE GO AGAIN”!!!!!!!!!!!

WOMO-TOILET DAMAGE STRIKING JOURNAL

Most recent strike at bottom of list in RED FONT!

INCIDENT REPORT #1

JULY 24 MIDDLE AFTERNOON

INCIDENT REPORT #2

JULY 30 LATE MORNING

INCIDENT REPORT #3

AUGUST 5 EARLY EVENING

INCIDENT REPORT #4

AUGUST 9 EARLY MORNING

INCIDENT REPORT #5

AUGUST 16 MIDDLE MORNING

INCIDENT REPORT #6

AUGUST 27 RIGHT AROUND 3 OF THE CLOCK PM

INCIDENT REPORT #7

SEPTEMBER 4, 2023, FINAL HOUR OF THE DAY

INCIDENT REPORT #8

SEPTEMBER 26, 2023, Between 7:30 and 8:45 PM

INCIDENT REPORT #9

SEPTEMBER 30, 2023, Between 2:45 and 4:15 AM

INCIDENT REPORT #10

OCTOBER 5, 2023, Between 2:10 and 4:50 AM

INCIDENT REPORT #11

DECEMBER 4, 2023, Between 9:00 and 11:00 PM

INCIDENT REPORT #12

MARCH 21, 2024, Between NOON and 2:30 PM

INCIDENT REPORT #13

APRIL 1, 2024, Between 6 and 8 AM

INCIDENT REPORT #14

APRIL 4, 2024, Between 8 and 10 PM

I have tried 2 tell both the landlord and the assistant that he has working with him, that I believe there is a clog somewhere between the actual sewer system connection into the township septic line and my actual pipe that the toilet feeds down into, not visible with the eye from the bathroom, but absolutely there nonetheless. They refuse 2 listen 2 me or take me one wee tad bit seriously. I must B right world, as the brand new toilet is now doing the very same goddamn thing that the old and supposedly busted toilet was doing 4 nearly 2 years now off and on, randomly and sporadically; YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO Y O 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 Y O 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 Y O 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 Y O 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 Y O 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 Y O 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 Y O YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!

Now the reason this day is not absolutely totally completely fully utterly and wholly SUPER FRACKING BOTBAR, is due 2 a very rare event in me' life that needs 2-B explained first B-4 going on with the horrendous nightmare problem that I obviously am having and will B in dire need of fracking goddamn rectifying tomorrow!!!!!!!! When I went on me' errands yesterday morning, I told only of the main events of getting my cashier's rent check and giving it 2 me' landlord, and going 2 the Staples Store and having me' Medicaid letter faxed 2 me' medical-agent so that he can assist me in learning just exactly what we will B able 2 do, 2 try and get that problem fixed and resolved, so that I can go back 2 seeing doctors 4 numerous chronic medical conditions that I have; only I do not have any money, and cannot afford 2 go without full medicaid benefits. I also went 2 the Payment Center at the local town Walmart Store 2 pay me' FPUA utility bill 4 the month of March, and I went 2 the new eye doctor place, thinking that I needed 2 cancel me' soon upcoming appointment with them until this medicaid issue gets resolved or I can save some money, and then go there maybe some time in the late summer time, 4 me' annual eye-examination, regarding me' type-2-diabetes related cataracts of the eyes. They promise me that just as they told me over the phone back on the day my standing appointment had been made with them, that it is all taken care of, the glasses and the exam, with the covered 550 dollar vision benefit built into me' insurance plan with the dual-complete United Health-Care (U-H-C), as displayed on me' health care insurance card. My level of medicaid, full or partial or whatever, is completely immaterial and irrelevant 2 any costs that may otherwise B incurred, and charged and billed 2 me; & so this is the one giant huge reason that despite the toilet issue still being unresolved, I am not BOTBAR. Close, but not there; at least naught yet, Mizz Blake, as of a quarter shy of midnight now!!!!! The only reason that pouring a large amount of soapy water, into the tank of the toilet, makes it at least flush the load that is inside of it at the time, and once in a while lasting 4 a while of indeterminate time; is that there is a sewage clog somewhere in the goddamn pipe in-between the pipe leading out of the toilet and about 20 feet away into the blue colored city septic main on the ground outside. I knew this all along, and nobody was ever willing 2 listen 2 me; and this has made my life, as not being listened 2 nor believed all my goddamn life ALWAYS DOES, a total fracking living nightmare HELL!!!!!!!! None of this is my fault, and hopefully legally, not my responsibility either, as if it is; I am out of here, and back up in JERSEY; and IPYT, great peeps of this evil rotten wicked world!!!!

Mizz Jane Sleazeweedsdisease Rottenstench Notfondauonebit Crabgrasshitinnerpants Thistlethorns just nailed me again 4 the second fracking goddamn time today with page eleven of eleven on my open-office blog documents, and so I now need 2 compensate (runt phlegm rape) here with me' groupings of 'five-numerations' YO WORLD!!!

I admit 2 holding now at a BOTBUR, but still naught at a goddessdog BOTBAR; oh lovely 1983 Mizz AT&T Blake, mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So squeeze that between your legs WOMO-SPACEFORCE & LOVELY ABBY CARMICHAEL, OF THE GREAT 'L&O' TELEVISION SHOW, YO BRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

Now peeps, do I think that this clog just happened by some pure random chance and coincidental happenstance? What do any of U out there think that I goddamn futhermucking think, YO BRAHHHHHHHH????????????????

When stuff happens, such as the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority, buying up the exact same property, that these monsters all planned out 2 have me molested in there, at a home on Cornwall Avenue, back in the summer of 1970, and out of hundreds of thousands of properties on all of Abseacon Island from Starns Inlet 2 the southern tip of Longport, NO JOYSEY, they bought the home that they had me sexually molested in, and then take this and all of the major woes and issues that I endlessly have had all throughout me' entire adult lifetime with utilities and related junk that pertains 2 utilities and utility operations; U-R asking way 2 much of me 2 ever expect my seeing this as some simple coincidental grouping of incidents, naught in a futhermucking goddamn million years, Mister Robert Patterson Cheatley, oh SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Take into further consideration that Tom Reale who owned the property there on Cornwall Avenue, was going with the Aunt of Sarah and Frank Callio, yes Mike Sucks Soft, this time U-R right on the goddamn money loot-lute with that one, Sarah and Frank CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! So Y naught hit me' whittle fluggin' ENTER-KEY on that one, YO???????? They had me beaten up in 1975, they were all following and stalking me in the second half of the entire 1960's decade and especially when I was there alone at a young age in the summer time of 1969 and again that following summer in 1970. The water company where Sarah Callio was employed with and connected 2 all of her entire adult life bought up the property and house where this awful illegal deed was done 2 me, and then on top of all of this, comes some wild facts not harped on 2 often and R as follows: First, when a thorough check is performed on Sir Thomas J. Reale, there is no record of him whatsoever ever molesting any other child, IT WAS ONLY ME. Not only did I hear on the world famous TV-show called, 'L&O-SVU' that molester's never only molest once, they always repeat, but when I further checked this fact out 2-C if it is just, as an old cop friend told me so often back around 1991 somewhere, “TV-SLIT”, and with the 'H' letter in that word, replacing the 'L' letter of course. It wasn't just “TV-SLIT” either. It is absolutely a true fact in the world of crime, and can B easily verified and fact checked by anybody out there in Cyberville, at any time convenient 2 anyone of U. Then the night in 1970 after the Atlantic City fireworks show when Tom saw me getting off the jitney bus and gave me super holy hell 4 being out just a little bit late with a completely good explanation, as everybody wanted 2-C the fireworks-show, naught just me, Mizz Blake. But Tommy boy knew a lot of stuff, and he had a lot of guilty conscience feelings, somewhere tucked way deep down. This same emotion came out at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments about 10 years later in 1980 with my mom, when I would tease her and call Patricia Hollister by other surnames when mom would make references 2 something at work with her as she was still working there with her at the start of my stay in this apartment, Mister Glenn, SIR!!!!! At 12:18 AM while typing out that previous sentence, a MAJOR CUMPUKER HACKING JOB WAS DONE 2 ME, that has naught occurred 4 some time now, the entire document going into a different screen and all weird, but sometimes the thing vanishes entirely, only this time, it did naught happen like that, oh lovely Mizz Blake. Yes, this toilet clog is a utility persecution, and ever since I came 2 this township, this county and its corruption has used their systems 2 endlessly screw with me, and it is almost as bad here as it was up there in Atlantic County and in Atlantic City, and speaking of a million years, and Sir Bob Patterson Cheatley here; he told me over and over and over again, 2 watch out 4, and always B mindful of, the major corruption of city and county governments all over this lovely land called AMERICA, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!! President Biden Sir, U-R my hero; and I surely wish that U would somehow find a way 2 get the FBI on this entire mess, ever since I was four freaking teen years of pathetic pitiful age YO kind sir, and get this nightmare dealt with and properly punished and exposed so the world can B made aware that I am most certainly NAUGHT JUST THE CRACKPOT OF NEW JERSEY, the way the damn peeps of the WFMU-internet-radio have all pegged me as being, YO wonderful and marvelous great sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U know that I will do all that I can 2 spread the truths about 'everything', Mister Pres, great sir; and 2 get U reelected, YO. It is the only chance we all have 2 keep America what she has been 4 a quarter-M. I guess 4 me though, I shall need 2-B 'casualtized' as the quintessential sacrificial lamb. As I said on many prior blogs 4 more than 18 years of time now good folks, if a word needs 2 exist and doesn't yet exist in this English system of language, please don't count me out 4 creating and coining such words and phrases, as I ain't shy, and dern dang dog it, I WILL DO IT, YO!!!!!!!!! As 4 utility companies screwing with me, and all of the many possible 'Y's 2 it all, we could B all goddamn day long, all night, and well into other days and nights that follow, YO people. I know that this is a very evil and corrupt society, and I also know that this already potentially bad system of bad horrible peeps had the great opportunity 2 make things horrendously progressively worse after Sir President Reagan got in and screwed things up forever 4 all of us, especially the 80 percent most poor, the endlessly downtrodden peeps of America. Someday I am gonna' teach U all the real origins 2 that horrible 'N' word that has absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do with skin color, but so much worse, the intentionally keeping into oppressive poverty by ruling classes of wealthy peeps, of any possible races or groups of poorer and powerless peeps. Long ago in this USA, a white man was hung in southern parts of this nation 4 daring 2 teach an AA person 2 read & write, and that horrible word meant, “Ignorant”, and this is what the controllers wish 2 do 2 us all that R not in their evil demonic clicks and clubs, lovely Mizz fictional New York County-DA, 'L&O' Nora Louwan. Keep us downtrodden and ignorant and oppressed and sub poverty stricken from womb, straight 2 the tomb. White and black have absolutely nothing whatsoever 2 do with it, other than 4 the simple fact that it was the AA race that were black in skin color, who were on the wrong and stenchy end of these nightmare poles many centuries ago, but if those peeps brought over in ships long ago, were bright orange, with silver stripes and pink polka dots; then that would B the main oppressed race in America still today, it is merely as Mister Curly Howard would say it so well on that fantastic old TV-slapstick-comedy show said so often, that the “Black Man is the victim of circumstance”. But don't ever let anyone fool U, not Y-T, or anyone else out there, YO. Keeping us down and poor and oppressed and 'IGNORANT' is the real power-plan of the super wealthy's AND WHAT MOUNTAINPEN CALLS IN TODAY'S NEW AGE WORLD SOCIETY, THE NEW AGE KINGS & QUEENS, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! That word above, in RED, is really how the black or the AA person was slang cursed at originally, and then as time ticked onward just a little bit YO, the peeps of power again further confused and wiped out the truths that this bad 'N' word means 'IGNORANT', and that is truly a horrible word 2 call any goddamn human being, far worse than what now can get W-T a knife in the face. Intentionally keeping people down and poor and screwed is a crime that will B answered 4, if not in this present life, then in the 5^th dimensional reality of circulatory lawtronics, in that every one of us has our chance eventually through infinity itself, 2 live here in the human world, as every one of us, and so as U hurt a person, somewhere in the vast 5^th dimension, it is U being hurt, and the roles R truly in reverse, and not just in some silly verbiage expression!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As I go 2 do some horrible crime 2 another person somewhere in the dark night city street, in another reality, he or she is me, and I am them, and I am the one getting the hellish treatment. Nobody gets away with anything and this is built into the circuitry of the 7^th dimension, folks, like it, hate it, as it changes absolutely nothing at all!!!!!!!! Now I got censored way back in middle 2020 4 daring 2 discuss the theory of Christ-B-Copy-DNA, and let me tell U something folks, and the Mason's all know that my words R true here, and have the great lineage charts of my awesome family as proof. On the first of the 2 times that Mister Tom Reale sexually molested me, and when I thought it had 2-B a dream or my imagination and is Y-I stayed on until it happened a 2^nd time, shortly after the first time; but he took his hand, and collected my DNA, and then pretended 2-B on the bed on the other side of the room, getting off with it. I think that he faked all of this so that I never would put the truth together that my DNA was used by this star family, 2 indeed, create a D-COPY; 4 all of U great awesome Hollywood actresses named Jean Simmons, and actors named Dick Burton, as well as in all Julius Julian Julia Jewelly Hoffman's Dark Shadows TV-show's earlier movie called, “Night of the Iguana”; and all great wardrobes and robes aside here, and this blog may get censored, but here it is. I feel that the utility companies R all in on it, and I can even prove an ENRON CONNECTION with those awesome star-family CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC Callio Call-Ten peeps of Atlantic City, but I won't dare say more, as I am in 2 weak of a fluggin' position with nobody 2 protect me at all, 2 get more specific here, but put me in front of a Grand Jury, and give me major fluggin' protection; and I will sing like a goddessdog Scylla-Canary on Christmas Tree Angel Wings and pool tricks from 1995!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, here it is, after me' posting me' somewhat lengthy glass MASTER SHEET COPY REPOPULATABLE-POOR 'RICHARD-RUSS FRANKLIN'- whittle DOCUMENT; YO peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!! So WOW- 2-THAT-1. I told how 'I had a wild dream last night', using 'forward and mortal lingo' here. I did naught even start however, 2 get into the numerous detailed specifics of this incredible and surreal dream, as it connected into so many previous dreams, and folks, it is more than high time 4 my getting into DREAM-TYPES and one of them is the 'recurring dream types' but the even rarer and more intense and mind bending intertwining-serial TYPES. This is where while dreaming, other prior dreams and even waking life realities, appear 2-B somehow and quite magically all merged together inside of the conscious awareness of the dreamer, in this case, ME, the MOUNTAINPEN, but we all have these wild dreams in our lifetimes somewhere, even those claiming not 2 ever or 2 rarely ever dream, and simply meaning of course, they do naught have human waking world recall of the event!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All rapped within this phenomenon of dreams and dreaming is also what is labeled and called by numerous mystic-psychic types the world over 4 many centuries; 'BAF-DREAMING', and yes, that is indeed me' own re-translated phrasing and poor RUSS wordage 2 an old established deal so as 2 keep this all honest and above board and saying right out in the open and up front, that the Mountainpen did naught originate or make this information up and it all did previously exist in the mystical and occult circles, of naught also somewhere 4 all I know, in modern day dream lab-research done and perhaps all recorded in med-journals somewhere, perhaps even in the world famous New England Medical Journal System that most educated peeps have all heard of. So just what is BAF-DREAMING? Simple as Beverly Hills 90210 television shows and fantastically awesome and ravishingly gorgeous high school girls, such as beyond white hot lovely Mizz Brenda and Mizz Kelly, and I believe the girls R actually named Shannon Daugherty and Jenny Garth, just please do naught quote me, since I ain't a big Hollywood or music bizz fan, naught in the least whittle bit; naught when these pricks have all stolen me blind, done it completely LEEEEEEEEEEEEGALLY, 2 quote me' distant CUZZ-DJT, and cleverly maneuvered around my music and my life and changing a note here and a word or whatever thing there, and poof, pow, it is completely and entirely okay 2 rip off my entire life, leave me in the flucking dust, and feel that they all owe me absolutely naught one red stenching stinking penny, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, so no, I am no big flucking glass fan of the music bizz nor the Hollywood scene, so sorry, I am just naught that frucking forgiving, oh wonderful great kind peeps out here in Cyberville, YO BRAH! But yes, like in the show with those 2 awesome teen queens, and what I admit 2 calling and keeping marvelous lists 4 what I also term and made up, “EJAC-SEX-SHOTS” that used 2 take Mister David Roth into bouts of uncontrolled total stitches of laughing fever cubed when hearing me discuss thissssssss, oh lovely Erica, of whom U were on the top ten list by the way; like WOW times ten to the power of twenty; but let me now get back to upper-head thinking, so as 2 make me' pernt here, Archie Bunker, on dreams and BAF-dreaming, standing 4 “BACK AND FORTH”, what else???????? Yes sir, yes mah'm weerlld, BAF-dreaming means just what it appears 2 imply in its words, and all I did is rephrase what has already existed in dream studies 4 a vely vely vely long time, longer by far than even those wonderful days of New York City not-yet-Madonna class trips on buses and flying germ showers, and great pals who became almost as famous as me' lovely blond Amy Louise Cooley Hall!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOOOO, WOW-2-THAT-1, AGAIN great awesome peeps. BAF DREAMING is when real life and the dream we R having, do just that, alternate back and forth, such as with my nightmares that recurred so many ugly damn glass times as a teenager and residing at the magical chain losing DELLWAY ARMS Apartment place on Oakland Avenue, in the mighty and illustrious Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, the town next 2 the world famous bird society, the AUDUBON, and that can B easily 'GOOGLE CHECKED & VERIFIED' by anyone of U awesome viewers, out there in Cyberville; YO ME BRRRRRR!!!!! My nightmare still happens and happened back on Mowry April day in this very 2023 year, as most of me' loyal following viewer/Blogaudians know about only 2 goddessdog well here!!!!!!! All cursed peeps who used video tape and now use DVD and computer videos 4 conducting the vast majority of their sex lives, as I was forced 2 do as well, as relationships under this fruyucking horrendous HUNTINGTON CURSE R all but absolutely impossible, paying 4 girls is both illegal and quite expensive and way beyond the means of cursed peeps also; so we all have learned 2 turn 2 video 2 keep going. The reason 4 my naming the deal I spoke of, EJAC shots, is really quite simple. It means we do naught have 2 freeze frame anything and the live action is always far better, but it needs 2B in fact long enough 2 run through the entire ejaculation process, normally around a quarter of a minute. Those B&K-BAF's were awesome, and I ain't one goddessdog wee tad whittle bit ashamed 2 come out and admit that 2 the futhermucking world, 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 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But let us move back here thinking higher-head, naught lower-head; so as 2 finish this 'DREAMING BAF' stuff. My nightmares began shortly after lovely Patricia H-Hollister-H had taught me the NEO-HO CHANT, a famous chant that many know well, and was even aired on a regular television show, the fantastic original early nineteen-seventies “HAWAII-FIVE-O”. Anyone who doubts me, can perform a tedious & comprehensive periodicals research project, at a large city library; only U can forget about small local county libraries, as it ain't happening, nor do they offer any decent research, as what they do anyone of us over age eight can do with Mister Google and Mizz Alexa, and so forth, U all know this slit without the Mountainpen even 'saying' so much as Sally-Billy BOO-HALL-OWEN, or as we say in Province Olympia Purgatory, when translated into an English mortal world tongue and language system of vibratory sonics; when celebrating that wild Hollister-HOLIDAY, literally, pun on words here or naught lovely Mizz Phone Company 1983 girl; “TRICKY-TEET-TEET”!!!!!! And speaking of that, the number of 17, when this was my age in annual Earth revolution periods or trips around our closest star (the sun); this is when those recurring BAF-DREAMS all started, and when the lovely awesome Patricia H Hollister H taught me this NEO-HO-CHANT at that same exact time; so what is the dream all about, well I will now tell U all, YO!!!!!!!!! Patience great folks, patience, it is truly a damn glass virtue. This is where U dream that U have awakened and done something and then find yourself right smack glass dab back within your nightmare and thinking 2 your goddessdog self, “hey, I only dreamed that I woke up, and now I am awake, so let me go do it now 4 real”, only when U do, again, U find yourself still LITERALLY TRAPPED IN AN EXTREMELY FRIGHTENING AWESOME NIGHTMARE EXPERIENCE THAT U-R SEEMINGLY NAUGHT ABLE 2 AWAKEN OUT OF 4 QUITE A LONG DAMN TIME!!!!!!! With me and my nightmare, it was running towards my desk and out of my bed, so that I could quickly turn on a light after being in a monstrously scarey wild experience, and the light refused 2 frucking go on, and this would cycle and repeat itself 4 what sometimes 2 poor me, felt like hours of horrendous surreal time, and beyond DOGTOWN-HELLISHNESS, 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't even think about getting me started here, Mizz Eckert Pharmacological lady back in 2002 or one year up or down from there, as I do not clearly remember which it was right now. Just thinking about this nightmare really trucking screws up me' poor whittle goddamn flucking head, folks!!!!!!!!! Now back last frikkin' glass April, that very first MOWRY NIGHTMARE, also contained at its end, or simultaneously 2 my pulling out the plug 2 that wild and outlandishly inconceivable machine right near Mister Mowry's desk, causing the power 2 black out in a short burst on that morning in waking-real-life as U all know about and can all B verified and checked out with utility companies, such as here with the FPUA company, that is situated just a couple miles from me' residence; and cut it all up and shake it and bring it back however anyone of U out here would like 2 ever do; this day altered my 2023 year in a negative and unbelievable way, and yes, just as much or damn near anyway as much, as that fateful 1986 day, U all know it so damn well, the morning of waking up on 15 AUGUST!!!!!!!!!!!! Something about that goddamn recurring nightmare of back and forth waking 2 sleeping illusions and the light refusing 2 go on, and it never will go on, and unless I can wake up out of the nightmare, IT NEVER EVER WILL FLUCKING GODDAMN GO ON, OH LOVELY MIZZ 'NEO-HO-RENGAY-KEY-OH' CHANTER, and CANDLE LIGHTER, DEAD PEEPS SPEAKER, oh LOVELY MIZZ PH HOLLISTER H. One of me' kids biggest fans told me when I first moved here 2 Florida, the lady who ran the local 'SAFE SPACE' place, in this county, that “this used 2 scare our kid like all get out squared”. Her words, YO folks!!!!!!! Y me' momma got so ticked glass off at 1802 Robin Hill Apartments, when I would jokingly correct her when she would mention PATTY and used the Howard name, and I would always just 4 fun come back with “HOLLISTER”, and she went beyond ballistic, she went absolutely futhermucking thermonuclear, oh wonderful weerlld out there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JEEZ-LOUISE!!!! U can call me a liar if it makes anyone out here happy 2 do so, but just a few days ago a powerful memory inside of me resurfaced, about a conversation I heard between my mom, and a friend that she had recently made back in 1973; and back while I was attending the computer school in Cherry Hill, NJUSAESMWG, called the Professional Careers Institute, or the PCI 4 short. Her name was Joyce, and she and my mom were both in a club called the SPS, standing 4 the freaking SINGLE PARENTS SOCIETY. My mom joined it in late 1967 if memory is serving me at all correctly here folks. Right away, this character was beyond surreal and weird, and on top of that would today B classified with the mental disorder known as bipolar. There is no such thing. It is caused by powerful fawces of the Mister Halls Club, I assure U all of this powerful awesome truth and reality oh wonderful great peeps out there. I developed this 4 months while a member of the Haddonwood Swim and Health Club between late June of 1994 and middle August of 1996, and CURED MYSELF OF IT 100 PERCENT, by realizing just what causes it, and who is causing and influencing stuff that brings this seemingly 2 us. My Aunt Barbara had it although in those days, the name and its diagnosis, hadn't yet occurred. Even my daughter, I have been told; has suffered with this. I would leave Haddonwood feeling like I could perform any act in the entire world, and even almost totally believing it with feelings of beyond elation and total giddy bliss surpassing a completely drunken fool any damn day of the week. Yet right B4 going there, I felt absolutely diametrically opposed 2 that, as if the weight of the world was pressing down on my shoulders that couldn't even B described 2 another human being in any kind of words. What causes this? When I reveal how this was done 2 me, as well as Y it was, lovely Joyce from the SPS, or if your kids R out there somewhere and R some part of me' Blogaudian viewership; well; get ready, and if this is anything, it is an epitomized quintessential under-exaggeration, and IPYT; 4 the end of life on this planet as anyone of U out here knows it or can ever seemingly even so much as relate 2 it, YO BRO!!!!!!! This can later perhaps B classified and officially listed somewhere in the archives of humanity and all homosapiens everywhere, as the truth about all trains, tracks, Liverpool England musical realities, Orlando Disney magic of real human subatomic powers or power-energetic equivalents, formulas in mathematics such as power times time equals energy, and just Y this is so; and that absolutely verifies and proves the existence of the TIMELESS PURGATORY, and on and on we go right smack dab, and literally so, 2 the back yards of northern Babylon and lovely little toddler daughters with magical non Aden Gordon Clancy flashy strobing light toys! 2 chime in here with a major grouping of bank trucks and WOW's, would just B a complete total frucking underplay, and no words can tell anyone right now what would really happen should this beyond gargantuan flucking secret straight out from DOGTOWN'S GATES come out now into this human mortal waking physical flucking glass weerlld, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!! Lovely Joyce from 1973, and her talk with my mom on the phone, 'SOOOOOOOOOO' Art Crane oh sir, now where 2 start this would indeed B the true blue absolute Shakespearean question, and perhaps QUEST, from 1995; 4 my finding all of my magical SCYLLA GODDESSES!!!! I was on me' couch a couple of days ago and just around the starting of this incredible recent 3-day death assault, and suddenly while thinking about my mom and some of her beyond ridiculously wild and weirdo gal-pals throughout the years; and naught ridiculously young looking ones, Doctor Reda Eyes of near Burlington, NJUSAESMWG towns, from 1997; with interesting and chain-related questions 2 the future-Mountainpen and present MARK WAYNE MOHR; and while thinking of this, I began thinking of many of my moms phone talks with some of these nut jobs, and how I could naught help but 2 hear and naught one wee tad bit trying 2 eavesdrop on her conversations, and suddenly due 2 the pure wild chance of just an hour earlier than this, I was remembering how she and her friend the lovely Mizz Katherine Flanagan, also were talking on the phone from my Atco home, and I had everything all bugged up, and how later on I ran back a tape and heard them discussing me, and how I remembered how once a long while back she was talking of me with good old lovely Mizz Joyce and while living at Dellway Arms Apartments in 1973. All these events just magically came together, and suddenly triggered the memory of my mom's talk with Joyce, while I was in me' bedroom of the apartment, and she was sitting on the couch talking on the phone, a landline phone which we all had in those times of 1973, and I was at me' desk doing some paperwork. I then heard a conversation of mom and obviously could not hear Joyce on her end of the phone, but mom said the most incredible thing, and I always wanted 2 confront her, and 2 ask just Y she had spoken that, and I never ever got around 2 it; and then as time passed, I simply went on 2 dismiss it as another one of my mother's stupid nonsensical rantings, in other words WEIN, or (What Else Is New)? My mom was saying something about not caring about certain things due 2 extremely weird circumstances that she could never discuss with anyone, and that she was often wondering about something that her granddaughter might become someday and after several minutes, I heard even weirder junk. She was speaking about me, or I thought she was, only she was speaking as if an entire generation was being skipped, I don't remember the details now. It has been a full half century since this telephone talk went down, 1973 plus 50 years is 2023, and that is a long time 4 my remembering exact words that I heard my mom say through the closed door 2 my bedroom. It was along the lines of my wondering, “Gee, Y-R-U saying this when U know fully well that I am your son, and that U do not have any grandchildren; and I am going 2 ask U just what the fruck U were talking about, and even if I get hollered at 4 listening, then I will simply tell U the truth, and say 2 my mom, that I could naught help but 2 overhear U, as U were naught even trying 2 speak softly”. My mom did not snap out much, but when she did she could scream louder than all get out at light speed frikkin' squared folks, and I just wasn't looking 4 a big glass fight with her, so I just forgot about it entirely; but now, holy COW LEO VERIZON-1997, wanna' cut me a flucking brake here, oh lovely coworker from 1985, lovely Mizz Margie Leo??? Now folks, after about a month of my wondering just Y my mom was saying those things 2 Joyce from the SPS, I just forgot about it all, and stuff was suddenly going beyond wild and nuts because my father who I had naught seen 4 nearly a solid decade when I was around age nine and a half and living back at apartment number 125-A Haddon Hills, on Pyle Avenue, in WESTMONT, NJUSAESMWG; had suddenly returned. Now I of course no more believe that HE JUST CAME BACK AT THAT TIME 4 ABSOLUTELY NO PARTICULAR REASON, than I would believe it if U came up 2 me this very second and tried telling me that U have been told by the Lord Jesus Christ 2 pull out a knife, and cut my throat. Neither of those things would ever in any remotest possible way, make one damn glass wee tad whittle bit of sense. Sorry, but that is how I feel about THAT!!!!! But Joyce is a whole other matter, as this girl in her own way was every bit as magical 2 me now in a hindsight reflection of memories, as was the lovely gorgeous mind bending, Mizz Patricia non-Holidays-holster carrying Hollister!!!!!!!!!!!! So just what do I mean here U may indeed B wondering, so allow and permit me 2 inform U. Every time my mom described Joyce, she acted as if she was more beautiful than lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes from the nearly brand new television soap series of those times, called AMC, (All My Children). When I eventually saw her one afternoon while my mom was at work and she rang my doorbell and handed me something in a small package and asked me 2 give it 2 my mom, I thought that she was almost hideous and ugly. How can my mom and I both C the same woman, and get 2 opposing views of that incredible glass magnitude, 4 crying out loud, YO? In about a year or so of time passing by, I was watching that incredible STAR TREK television show, back then we only had the original sixties show that only recently had been canceled after a 3 year run; and I saw one of the first reruns from middle 1966, that episode with Nancy Crater the salt-creature. Remember 4 any loyal Trekkers out here, how Doctor McCoy saw her one way, and then good ole' Billy Shatner or Captain James Kirk saw her that other way? I mean, like W-O or WOW, or Bob Andrews vocalist turned Federal Congressman RA, here, “WHATEVER”!!! Jesus Christ Almighty, fwolks!!!!!!!!!! Hey lovely Mizz Margie Leo, come on girl. Speaking of come on girl, and more recent from present time points, “HEY GIRL” and gorgeous Mizz Leticia Tilley; there is a whole lot of power behind that mind busting day with 'LT' in that back seat of me' car, when her distant cuzz and also my own daughter was in Atlantic City & at the HARRAH's Casino performing. She was beyond insistent that I did that “HEY GIRL” shout 2 her over and over. She was in stitches, and it meant something HUUUUUUUGE 2 her, and the reason that I later came 2 find this out great folks, is just as big a thing as stuff in this blog; but it must wait 4 future chapters, as just how much crap can anyone of U all handle, and at any one given sitting, 4 crying out louder than 15 bells of sound pressure levels (150 Db)??????????? Oh Yessireebob fiends & friends, IPYT we'll get a lot more into gorgeous CUZZ-Letty, and how it ties into the recently downloaded magical program of MIMI's great 2008 musical stuff, and how it all absolutely with no question about it being even remotely possible here, fits into 1997, and especially my lyrics on the song copyrighted by me then that originally was the music from 1988 in my Epitome Of Harassment Part 2 musical project. Wanna get the mind blow of your lives, then STAY-C tuned!!!!

Fatso-Ratso-Patatso great peeps; is the last friggin' laugh gonna' B on WOMO-SUBSCUZ after nearly 4 decades of their endless hellishness and DOGTOWN ON EARTH treatment of me by them. LIKE 1 GREAT BIG GLASS WOW-WEEEEEEEEEEE DOW WEEEEEEEEEEEE, YO BRO. What am I talking about, hell or (Dogtown), I am talking about what else but PARALLEL EVENT APPLIED 2 ROULETTE, only now, we must endeavor 2 label this as sort of like Mister Christmas Movie Beezee, of the toy company, U know, any and all loyal lovers of all Christmas songs and Christmas movies the planet over; as in Christmas 2, or now in this particular case and situation, PARALLEL EVENT APPLIED TO THE GAME OF ROULETTE, 2!!!!!!!!! All haters of Mountainpen, get ready 2 wet your futhermucking rock chucking bunt tapping goddessdog pants here, because 2 quote an old song written by me, “HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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No great wonderful viewer-people; the Mountainpen is neither a FAKE nor a PHONY, and U can even ask distant-cousin DJT. Of course just what he will tell U is anybody's endless best guests-guess, right along with the mighty Pink Sky Goddess!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOW THAT HUUUUUUUGE STUFF, huh Senator Sanders, SIR????????????????????????????

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, Mister Crane;

AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, MISTER 1971 MCNULTY!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have quite a 'doozie-whopper' story 2 tell today, oh wonderful Sir-'President Barrack Obama', and it goes like thissssssss, oh lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes:

DEAR FBI, Y IS THIS BEING DONE 2 ME???????

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Y-R THESE DIRTBAGS SHUTTING MY STUFF OFF.

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Dear FBI:

All of the link connections in my entire blog have been turned off by either some illegal hacker violating my civil rights or by the B-C violating my civil rights (freedom of speech) within limited parameters. Still, even then, this unwillingness 2-B specific and give exact reasons by my way of viewing Florida laws about my 1^st Amendment rights under the USA Constitution, at the LAW LIBRARY here in town just 2 blocks away from the main library branch system of this county SLC; and this states that I need 2-B given a full explanation as 2-Y things R taken off and down that I am posting, if they wish 2-B fully within legal compliance, and this is not being done 4 me, naught at all, naught one wee tad little bit FBI, and we all know Y. We know I have a powerful tale that peeps from the PENT right down 2 the flagging RIAA and entertainment industries in general, SIMPLY DO NAUGHT WISH ME 2 GET OUT AND EXPOSE IT 2 THIS WORLD, YO YO YO YO YO YO. IT IS JUST AS SIMPLLLLEEEE AS THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

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 DAY OF 6 APRIL OF 2024, WITH MAJOR ELECTRONIC ASSAULTS AND CUMPUKER HACKING, MAJOR NOISE ASSAULTS, AND OTHER ATTACKS ON LOWER LEVELS, ALL SORT OF STARTING UP AS THIS MIDDLE AFTERNOON IS PROGRESSING ALONG; 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

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AT EXACTLY 27 MINUTES PAST 2 PM, and five minutes back now in John King Roof-Dog-Time, and JKRDT 4 short; me' system CRASHED AGAIN, and now the MIKE SOFT SPELLCHECKER HELLWRECKER PROGRAM HAS BEEN HACKED OFF. THIS DAY IS NOW SUPER HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC, & THERE AIN'T NO GLITTERING DOUBT FRACKING ABOUT IT; CHINA, AND HAWAII, AND NEW JERSEY. Maybe I should also add in here, 4 THE 'ACMUA' of Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, I am naught saying this 2 YO BOY, so hey, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, 'YOU'!!!!!!!! And 'hi' there 'right back at-U-lovely Mizz McGuire', 2 everybody in the puss-rat eating Star-Family!!!!! Now I rebooted and restarted this fracking quaking ole' cumpuker me' good folks aldare YO; and the spellchecker program is now operating normally again, no need yet 4 a trip 2 the 'PSL-Walmart Techy Joint', 4 another free clean-wiping job, so quoting sir Chester-Frank here, “WEEEEEEEEEEE”!!!!!!!!

This day is anything but good, and I am indeed predicting a blow out SUPER BOTBAR 2 go along with and most of the time it always does, a SUPER HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC day of DOGTOWNISHNESS (H-----E-----L-----L)!!!!!!!!! Also the death-angels (HIZZEMSIRK ASSAULTS), have picked up since this day has begun progressing 'real real real bird-bad', YO weerlld aldare; and no Mack Kaiter, and lovely Katy; this is so far beyond ridiculous it ain't even funny one wee tad bit, but I'll say it, if U and lovely awesome Mizz Leticia-T insist on it, “HEY GIRL, THIS IS ABSAWOOTWEE WEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEKAWUSS” YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, Mike Footwear Soft!!!!!!!!!!!!

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