L30B; THE NEXT BLOG AND SUBTITLED; Holding BOTBUR X 3 Late On Wednesday Morning Due 2 Endless ROKU-Streaming-APP-Issues, FBI & FCC
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING DOWN:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING UP
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS WIN
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES LOSE
WHEN MY LIFE IS GOING UP:
DJIA MARKET IS GOING DOWN
PHILADELPHIA FLYERS LOSE
PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES WIN
A 'wonnafull-wonnafull' short market mini-bear went down a while back, and allowing me a wee tad bit of breathing room. It ended, and the Dow Jones Stock Market raced right back up again, gaining 4,000 points in only a month or so during all of this SUPER HUGE 4-24 nightmarish nonsense, all going down around me; proving endlessly, it is absolute reality, this bit with my ICPE-APE-TECH, and parallel event; and the WOMO-SPACEFORCE using it against me, and applying it ILLEGALLY on me, ever since back in the summer time of 1986, when this all began; oh lovely Mizz Sabrina Stuart on the 'DARK SHADOWS' TV-show. Today and about 4 minutes or so shy of the opening WALL STREET HELL-BELL-SMELL, pow, another assault on my ROKU streaming service, FBI, and FCC, and I will B emailing both of your agencies! I was watching the On Patrol Live, with Sir Dan Abrams, and poof; off she went, with no way 2 watch any more of it; right around 26 minutes past 9 this goddess damned rotten moUUUUUUUUUrning!!!!!!! Earlier B-4 doing the previous blog when watching the DARK SHADOWS APP, same deal. It stops after a ten second cut out from the show and instead of normally resuming play after the ad-spot is over, it just keeps returning 2 an APP-homepage system no matter how many things U may try and do 2 get the show back playing again. I no longer have me' CHANNEL-12-Palm Beach local news, nor these 2 shows, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, and FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simplllleeee as THAT.
It is half past 4 of the clock now, on 15 May, 2024. I am holding at BOTBAR X 3 and SUPER HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC TIMES 3. So far, my medical appointment has been changed 2 a later time, another ROKU assault went down, and many other small things also R going down around me. Starting last night, the toilet is making that monster glass noise again as in the nightmare, protected or unprotected, and the temperatures late this morning was already vely close 2 a full 100 futhermucking degrees, nearly 15 degrees above the average 4 this date, and the high humidity is making it feel at least around this area, a horrendous futhermucking buck and a dime. Every time weather gets ridiculous and demonic, B it 2 hot, 2 cold, 2 windy and stormy with damaging results, and or any meteorological anomoly whatsoever; it is always happening at the simultaneous BOTBAR STRINGING HELLISH events and times of the MOUNTAINPEN, YO BRO!!!!!!! I have witnessed and observed this deal, and have been blog-reporting it as well, folks; 4 many many goddess damned years now, as my loyal followers, the L30B and others, know only 2 ding doing dang WELL-HELL, YO BRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One thing went down in a Non-Twinbay-Desire' Negatively Charged Way, or 4 short, in a 'NTDNCW' 4 me today, around half past one this afternoon, and without any Microsucks Corporation countdown activities being even remotely any part of any of thisssssssssssss, lovely white-hot Mizz Erica-Sue Kane Luccisnakes; oh mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!! LIGHTNING must have known that I was seriously cogitating my committing suicide again, just as I do all my life when slit gets this miserable and horrendous 4 me, in this nightmare smother plucking life, of this godless and Christless endless monstrous, beyond inconceivably surreal, woe-whiz-me DOGTOWNISM!!!!!!!!!!!! All that I need 2 do, is 2 get some cash out of me' checking account, take it into the Fort Pierce hood; and buy a street gun. Bring it back home, put it on top of my head, just like the mobster Nicky did in that 'CASINO' movie out there in nightmares-Vegas; and copy me' X-nabe, from 3 trailers 2 the south of mine, back in the spring time of last year of 2023. That dude took his gun and blew his brains out, as I may end up needing 2 do, if me' life won't ever repair no matter how goddess damned hard that I continue trying 2 do everything perfectly and correct, and yet end up with endless DEMONIC SATANIC RESULTS happening around me, day and night, forever and ever!!!!!!!!! But at least 'DIANA' did come around 4 about 40 minutes or so, not real close, but SHE was around 4 me; and I love HER SOOOOOOOOOOOO vely vely vely much; oh Sir Arthur Crane, and Sir Bob FCC McDowell, from 1991, and 1972, respectively!!!!!!!!!! If this had naught happened today and back a short time ago YO world, this day would now B at BOTBAR TIMES 3, and naught BOT-BUR X 3, lovely Mizz AT&T Blake, from 1983's queen of crank calls, and yes Mike Soft's Spellchecker Word System; extremely apropos there, as Pink Goddess was all part of it, only back then, I WAS ABSOLUTELY MIZZ KIM WILDECHORD CLUELESS, about all these awesome American kids! Talk about the meanings of names and 2007 blogs!!!! JEEZ-freaking-LOUISE, Surfer 5-D Fonty non-McCoo! I shan't attempt 2 deceive a single soul here, blogging audience. Just Y this all went down around me since 1969 and even B-4 that with many wild nutty things that have absolutely no rational worldly explanation whatsoever; is far beyond the MOUNTAINPEN's grasp as of this exact point in Senatorial Watergate Time, or 'SWT', 4 short. I know that it is all real, and so let us talk here about stuff after I post up the MSTS 4 this now accurate present point in SWT, 4 past 5 PM on 5-15-2024, non-super huge, but definitely quite nasty-glass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MORIANITY'S SECRETS THERMOMETER SCALE, (MSTS):
Week
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Week ending at 4 PM, Tuesday afternoon: 05-21-24
Date scale is being posted: 05/15/24
Talk about discussions in previous blogs concerning 'averages', and the mathematical nightmares of 'personalized death equations' that were insisted 2-B 'non-realities', by the illustrious COOLEY HALL's GREAT SPECIAL-ED-EDUCATOR HIMSELF, MISTER DAVID LEIGH SMITH: just examine, and do it open mindedly and honestly folks, how last week's 'MSTS' or the (Morianity's Secrets Thermometer Scale); from last week was unfathomably LOW by the close out cycle time of 4 PM on the 14th day in MAYDAY-MAY, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!! So what happens on this following week peeps??????? U know it, it is unfathomably HIGH, a normal compensation of mathematical averaging. Ask any goddess dogged good collegian mathematician if U choose 2 always doubt my words, folks. Just do it ask them!!!!!!!!!!! So back now 2 some of the REVENGE 4 this horrendous death strike on me' UTILITIES AND ELECTRONIC SYSTEMS THIS NIGHTMARE HORRIFIC & SURREAL UNPROTECTED WEEK, OF UTTER ABSOLUTE QUINTESSENTIAL DOGTOWNISM!!!! Most of me' L30B followers, and some other blog viewers of this 'BOM-BOB'-BLOG; know the full wild hyper natural story, of SARAH CALLIO somehow entering into me' mother's dreams, back in the tail end of the summer time, of that wild transdimensional 1997 year; and how me' mom then told me the dream; and let me give U a 'wee tad bit' more behind all of these nightmarish & unprotected OZ-CURTAINS here; me' great awesome illustrious folks aldare, YO BRO:!!!!!!!!!!!! This dream happened after taking my mom 2 Atlantic City following the wild PINK GODDESS I-CHING TRANCE. The date was PH-DAY, Pearl Harbor, naught Patricia Hollister, but still, Lenny Pinking Sheers Brisco of the 'L&O', OH SIR!!!!!!!! So on 12-07-1996, at 5 AM, I came out of the trance dream spirit travel experience, whatever Congressman/musical associate; and when mom got up and had breakfast, I told her, let's go down 2 Atlantic city and C what this was all about, once I told her details 2 me' just gone Sivo down experience a half hour or so earlier. 2 months later 2 the day is when I met McGuire at his 10-S-C Avenue Bar near the boardwalk. That went down, joe sivo, on 2-7-1997. About 7 months later around Labor Day somewhere in 1997; mom had her wild SARAH CALLIO PROPERTY PURCHASING DREAM. In this dream, Sarah told her that 'they' and my mom remembered her 'exact choice of words', that I just now placed in italics in red font and underlined; wanted 2 buy some property that was owned by her dad, which would happen 2-B my grand-dad, Sir Leonard John Mason, the long latengrate and deceased owner of the great Camp Miquon on LONG BEACH ISLAND, in NO-JOY-ZEE-USA. This was a boys seashore camp that he owned a long time ago. Owning camps seems 2-B yet another major family copy-cat deal, huh world, and loyal fans of me' kid? In any event, they were absolutely insistent on purchasing some property that he owned. All of it in waking life had been sold and lost a long time ago 2 pay some accruing major debts, but in this dream world, mom still had a title deed 2 this land in LBI-NJ. My mom told me it was the most vivid dream that she had ever had in her life. She told me she feels that if she met Sarah Callio, she would know exactly what she looks like physically, despite never even seeing her ever in waking world life. Now during this 1997 ti,e, I was in that monstrous awful intense search 2 find what later I have figured 2-B Sarah Callio's grand-mother, astrally projecting herself out of body, as a young teen, whom I had known in me' previous life, as Mister 'A-H' in Austria; after meeting her when traveling 2 Trenton, NJUSAESMWG, on a business venture. Remember that in dream realms, we R in different situations as scattered alternates of the vast and virtually unlimited 5th dimensional hyperspace. Different choices and decisions were made at numerous points in our lives, and we R living similar and yet completely altered existences in our dreams. Our houses and apartments and offices and towns R laid out differently, and things R similar, yet not the same. We R in a series of parallel realms, while asleep and dreaming, simple as that, and just as Morianity has said 2-U all along, good folks. This is Y there is no record of the monster dictator dude in our waking world, ever taking a trip 2 America, and 2 Trenton, NJ; as this obviously never happened here, but it did, 'somewhere in localized non Tobycouch 5-D hyperspace'. So in this dream that me' mom experienced in early September somewhere in 1997, and about a month or 2 following the wild transdimensional tune called 'Wanna' Spend My Time' had all gone Sivo-down; the entire deal concerned the WASHCLOTH FAMILY or 'THEY' wanting and insisting on it quite emphatically, and wishing 2 give up 20,000 dollars 4 this tiny little piece of land on LBI-NJ-USA, and all my mom remembered was that it resembled Mister Al Eckert's shower area, outside of his home near the ocean on LBI; and this was a friend of the family, and especially of my dad's, who lived year round on that very desolate island back in those times, and if living there year round throughout the icy cold desolate winter season, near the sea. They had 2 have this Doctor Who looking phone booth, and those were my mom';s precise words 2 me when she told me the dream after having it in early September of 1997. 2 this day, I have a recurring dream of being in that area, walking around and major stuff happening that I never am able 2 pull back one single memory of when returning through the DREAMING-CHANNEL. But yes, they were offering 20 grand 4 this tiny little area, and were doing a Misses Marola about it, U know; naught taking 'NO' 4 an answer, YO BREEEEEEEEE!!!! Now in finishing out the story 4 today and still not covering all of it, but all that will B told thus far as of this present blog; at those same exact times in 1997, and when my mom had that wild surreal dreaming experience, with a woman whom she never even had met physically nor spoken 2 on a telephone, as at least I had done that upon one occasion, at Robert McGuire's horrible bar, across from the Trinidad Hotel; the Atlantic City Municipal Utilities Authority was in the process of indeed PURCHASING A PROPERTY, and it was the exact matching property on Cornwall Avenue; and it was located 2 or 3 miles south of the water company, where Mizz Sarah Callio Martino, was a lifelong employee of; and where the property investor and the dude whom molested me in 1970, while staying there in one of his homes that he owned; so taking into full consideration here that nearly a million different homes and properties R situated somewhere on Abseacon Island as it is called, where both Atlantic City, as well as Ventnor, R geographically sitting on; and out of all of these beyond numerous properties, the 'ACMUA' that SARAH was a lifelong employee of, purchased that very home on Cornwall Avenue, and that I had been sexually molested in during the summer time of the year of 1970. Then all of my life since leaving the Cooley Hall, a couple of years after that time; my utility nightmare problems keep on following me over and over and over again, no matter where I live, even in different goddess damned states 4 crying out loud. If any police or FBI investigation was going down, and they were trying 2 bring some major criminal and or most wanted monster person 2 justice, and had evidence stacking up such as all of these wild things here; I will get up right now, and swear in a court of law, that I absolutely fully know that they would naught B dismissing this. It's only being ignored and dismissed and back-burner'd, because THEY don't want this nightmare story 2 ever come out. If the recent Mz-Stormy Daniels deal stuff is not also great proof 2 how these diseased sticks all operate, then I may as well just quit right here and now; and quoting Sir Latengrate Mister David Roth here, “just take my ball and go home”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I keep preaching and hammering 2-U all, that I know that this 'WOMO-SPACEFORCE-MACYFORCE-TRUMPFORCE' is doing all of this 2 me, goddang it peeps, I mean it; and I KNOW IT, YO!!!!!!!! Wanna' cut me a goddess damned bwake here, Mizz 1985 Margie Leo McFly College-town Transdimensional Egg Harbor City, of all roundhouse manors, museums; and even great awesome poverty-wiping-out business plans, and land development management companies, of alternate realities, called the STARBURN OUTREACH DEVELOPMENT CORPORATION?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now during this wild current new hellish persecution death siege on me, the bathroom toilet and sink gurgling loud nightmare noise, that started in a nightmare, and then 'TOSE'-worked its way into my waking world reality, in this horrendous 5th dimensional hyperspace of 'non-protection'; has also reared its ugly head an dis all back again. It is an ever intermittent nightmarish persecution and woe-whiz-me hassle; and only when I need 2 add in a new supply of a bucket of soapy water into the toilet-tank itself in order 2 get the thing 2 flush; do I list it on the computer-document-file's 'toilet propdam' report. This does naught mean 4 one tiny New York microsecond however, that this is naught one HUGE annoying unpleasant deal 4 this PPNRMM!!!!!!!!!!!! Is this all I am going 2 say and do after this now 3-day and counting super death assault siege on me???? Naught on your awesome AT&T LIFE, oh lovely 1983 Mizz Blake, mah'm, YO BRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am now gonna' open up a wee tad bit about the DREAM-CHANNEL, and how this is all part of the entire Morianity deal, as well as all a part of humanity and all of your lives out there as well, whether or naught U choose 2 listen 2 one dang glass word that I now tell U all, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!! 2 start this off here, I am gonna' take this 2 some new levels, laugh all U wish 2 peeps, U won't hurt me' whittle feelings at all, Mizz Slumhell or anybody HELLLLLLLLSE out here in Cybe-Villa; and IPYT, lovely Mizz Muscles Monique, and yet another 'MMM' deal here 4 Morianity. Like WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW, and 'peta-terra WOWZER-WOW'!!!!!!!!!!!!
B-4 getting into the start of the dreaming channel stuff here today, allow me 2 pause 2 play a roulette game, playing what else but those BOTBAR-NUMBER-5-MULTIPLES, (5-10-15-20-25-30-35). Yes I could also play the 24, maybe the 26 and the 21, and even one or 2 other numbers that recently I have been experimenting with, using them in conjunction with me' 'parallel event roulette system' of playing those particular numbers that correspond 2 all of me' numerous nightmarish life shkituations. But I have learned 2 only play the strongest ones; and right now the strongest deal here, on this 3-day hell string, and after not getting anything even remotely like this 4 quite a long futhermucking time, is best 4 me 2 do. When 2 many numbers R played, it always will end up going against a player, in the long run of playing many games. Mathematics is simple, straight forth honest, and never runs against its own logic!!!!!!!! So let me pause and play the 5-multiples here folks.
Okay, this was a truly kick glass game, and I won't get into it until later on. I wish 2 get real revenge by potentially altering this world with what I now am about 2 type and tell here, as more than just 'SALLY' is sayin; something here, Mister Harner, and others!!! I shall begin with thissssssssss, lovely Mizz Erica Luccisnakes, oh white-hot mah'm!!!!!!!!!!!! We already know that some remember dreams and some do not. We also know that there is a dream channel, or a memory that seems 2 bring parts and pieces of our dreaming experiences back with us into waking life. What then is making that memory? Is it some form of an energy? Is it along the same lines as all truth in that we R creating everything, and on various levels of our mind, we keep and store stuff, and always allow a surface consciousness 4 our main waking life activities that is best allowing us 2 have proper and more successful life interactions with everything all around us? Finally, does the intensity of a dream cause its dreaming channel 2-B sort of in a ratio and proportion in that the more intense and vivid a dream is, the greater the ability 2 recall it all when waking back up again???? A lot of U now R waiting 2 read here from the Mountainpen, “YES”, but hey listen up folks, the answer is a SUPER-HUGE non 4/24 unequivocal 'NO'! Sorry, but if life was always as simple as many of us might perhaps wish 4 it all 2-B, wouldn't it B nicer than all of those great 60's tunes, all put together, YO weerlld aldare????? AHA-AHA-AHA!!!! Yes, U would think right away on the surface, that it would, only it won't have anything at all 2 do with how powerful a dream is, and this used 2 confuse me until LIGHTNING revealed this truth 2 me one day in a deep trance with her, when I resided back at the PEE-HA BUILDING on Avenue B at non-Lenny McKinnon '601'!!!!!!!!! It stands 2 reason, gee, I just woke up and remember being in a room with dragons exhaling huge plumes of fireballs at me and set all of me' clothes on fire, wow, no wonder I am recalling this dream event so clearly. BULL-SHKIT peeps. It has nothing 2 do with how and what we remember verses how intense or powerful a dreaming interaction was. Many dreams R more powerful than we would B able 2 consciously handle, and just as with physical pain, only so much can B tolerated B-4 any human would mercifully just pass out from the overload of the mind boggling torturous agony. Same with dreams. One part of how and what we remember is based on our conscious mind having power over us or power over our sensibility in that just as parents know what is good or not good 4 their small children, and then must go on 2 discipline them accordingly when it is therefore needed; our own brains also will discipline us and naught permit us 2 know or remember certain things should they break what our minds think may B 'the unhealthy-barrier', call it 'TUB' 4 short. But this is only one part of an intricate grouping of factors determining just what we R permitted 2 remember from our 5th dimensional hyperspace travels with our spirit. Many dream books as well as mystical books, seriously discuss and entertain the concept that we all have dream-spirit-guides, 4 short, Mountainpen wil call that phenomenon D-S-G's. Our minds enjoy the cozy comforts of humanizing things. We C faces 4 example in all sorts of things. On many landline desk type telephones that few peeps have anymore, there is a definite grouping of holes on the receiver that 2 any human being is a face, and it has absolutely nothing whatsoever at all 2 do with a face. Same deal here with our present subject. We C the S-D-G's phenomenon as a living higher ordered entity being and a spirit guide, but it is merely a part of the way that our minds operate, and yes, it may as well B a S-D-G, the way the dream and mystical books all would describe, as the net effect and result IS THE SAME. When an advanced dreamer begins playing around with dreaming as opposed 2 just 'having-dreams', this is when we advance a little amount towards those magical awesome type-3-exploratrons talked of, all throughout this MORIANITY-PROJECT. B-4-I go on 2 much further here today, I also need 2 open up the ultimate power house nuke bomb here, and yes, 'they', the 'WOMO-SMT' made me do it, with this newest assault on me. Call today, the ultimate day of Mountainpen's revenge, if U wish, folks. WE R NOT in some crowded world filled with other occupants all around us. Everyone of us blows out of the pre-big-bang (PBB) and exists here in this 5-D hyperspace system in virtually countless and nearly infinite number of various lives, scattered all throughout the entire 5th dimensional hyperspace. We C the other things and peeps and animals, and all of it, and it seems as real as the solidity of all of the material objects that R all surrounding us as well, YO folks. But just as it is all really just waves and particles and your brain creates the illusion of this physical life arena in each and every parallel world U-R existing in here; also in like manner, is the 2nd greatest illusion all going down around U. We do not have a crowded reality. We R all alone, everyone of us, and all the junk surrounding us is just props that our own mind is creating, along with the creation of the physicality of the wave-particle system itself, and the solidity by way of the electromagnetic spectrum since when we touch any object, the hardness illusion of it is all merely a powerful and ever invisible field of electromagnetic energy, making that brick wall and that iron jail cell seem so hard. U-R totally isolated and alone, and every single thing around U is your own personal prop; and this is lawtronic reality that Lightning has revealed 2 me just since my leaving the PEE-HA joint, and moving into this current residence here at the Quiet Waters Co-Op Park, of northeastern Fort Pierce, Flowerland. U think that this is the real secret here lads & lassies; it ain't??????? The real secret is that I can prove what LIGHTNING has told me here, is absolutely the truth, and all of human new-age society will B gone, 100 PERCENT, should I get pushed just a wee tad bit 2 far which ain't that much goddessdog more IPYT peeps; and when I do prove it, none of U can stop me from doing it, and the entire world will go practically bizerk in hours, and the entire bible prophecy's will all begin. Laugh at me all U wish 2 folks, and just U-C if I give 1 dang 'Trumped-Shkit', YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have it within my power 2 do both this, and one other thing even more devastating. I can spirit-travel back 2 what U religious peeps think of as the great 'biblical Eden Garden', and this time, simply never beg the great Jehovah (SSJKK) 2 naught end the world as SHE had told me that SHE was planning 2 do after 2 major disasters, first my parents sinning, and then my murdering my brother out of a super huge non-4/24 jealous fit of rage over me' awesome teen queen!!!! I could theoretically go on and on and on forever here, but I just wanted 2 say this much, 4 right now, today!
WAXING CRESCENT------(W-X-C)
WAXING GIBBOUS---------(W-X-G)
WANING GIBBOUS--------(W-N-G)
WANING CRESCENT------(W-N-C)
MOUNTAINPEN'S LUNAR CALENDAR:
WEDNESDAY, MAY 15, 2024---JWSC-WED-12-148
CURRENT PHASE IS: FIRST QUARTER MOON
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