DATFILE XXI --- The Epitome of Harassment, Internet Version

THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION, CB #8
120307.680.28 [subtitled] THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME. DATFILE XXI
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If I am found dead, I have been murdered by all those whom have been accused on all prior web-logging entries. I am under a death siege hell that is off literally every dial and every scale, and this has been like this for a minimum of ten days, and last week, I was involved in a hit and run accident just off of Bellevue Avenue by the Wachovia Bank parking lot, in Hammonton, NJUSAESMWG. Every December, these horrible persons and entities do their total best 2 wreck my only transportation, my one and only automobile. Does anyone out there in cyber land remember what occurred back on the 18th of last December, when my other vehicle was totally wrecked and destroyed by the evil trilogy of Paula King, Robert McGuire, and Sarah Callio Martino? Instead of backing off after this intentional striking of my car by this evil turd guy last week, it only got far worse. This blog will B similar 2 the one of the 18th of December of oh-six. It will tell a lot, and it will B lengthy, so B bladder and intestinally comfortable, pull up a real comfy chair, and a good pair of reading glasses if UR like Fred Sanford and have a drawer fullofem. We R gonna get into the phase five, who they R and how they sue Hollywood on the physical plane, in order to totally control global society and especially the American society through their manipulative evil demonic and satanic dangerous twisted mind control. First, remember how the evil empire got its way huge-time after the intentional-accident last week, on the very following day? The Philadelphia Flyers Hockey Team kicked heavy ass and the Dow Jones that day gained a third of a THOUSAND points. And U all out there R still so unwilling 2 believe me or even give me the smallest sliver of credibility to the claims that I have made on these many texts of web logging. U do not even try 2C the danger of allowing a parallel event situation like mine, totally under the control of evil Skylar Rumson and Nicholas Blair types from the Dark Shadows Leviathans, to go unchecked, and free-licensed, to endlessly ruin and obliterate an innocent human life, mine!!! This is all real and true, I am not out of my mind, at least not totally and not yet. Hence, I am now making a legal offer 2 any reader of this blog. B warned please, I will know a phony a mile away, so do not waste your time trying to waste mine. Anyone anywhere with knowledge or evidence in any form, that is substantial in its nature to enable me to begin a litigation of some person or group or corporate structures, or religious or governing bodies, and U wish to assist me anonymously or not, in some productive way, as to permit my eventual exposing of this conspiracy and total nightmare being perpetrated against me, and we meet at a time and place of your choosing, but it cannot B a place where either of us could B compromised, hence it must B in a public location at first, and should U prove to me that U can and wish to render any assistance that has value to me, first U will get a cash reward of one thousand dollars, USD. Then, U will receive and it all will B done in an attorney’s office, neat, clean, and legal, a percentage of any award-monies resulting in my successfully suing any of the persons involved in my nightmare. The gross amounts of any suit or continuing suits, with no time limit, and B4 attorney fees, I offer U now in percentage, in the amount of 20, twenty. If I win a million dollar suit against the entertainment world for a pattern of copyright infringement over a thirty year period, and then will ten million 2 years later against a child molester, U now will have 20% of eleven million dollars, and I pay any and all taxes and attorney fees that may or may not B applicable. I do not plan to withdraw this offer, and as long as Google keeps it up here, this offer stands. If someone in the Securities Exchange Commission knows how this market illegal activity is being done to and against me 4 more than 2 solid decades, I will sign my life away that I will not make trouble to anyone wishing ever 2 come forward and agree to help me. I am claiming that illegal profits of tens of billions of United States dollars have been made using this parallel event technology against me. It is highly illegal, and virtually impossible 4 me 2 ever prove, so can anyone out there in cyber land, do a Billy Swan here, as if U can, U stand 2 make out like a bandit, legally. It is your decision if U can help and know something, the guy in California was awarded five billion dollars 4 an exploding gas tank, a one time event. These powerful people have exploded my entire life since the age of ten years, and I think there is 50 to 100 billion involved here. If I can ever expose this, those involved have the deepest pockets on the globe, and will end up sharing most of their wealth with me, like it or not. What has been done to me goes beyond holocaustic, beyond monstrous, it is the quintessential epitome of unholy behavior towards a fellow human!!!!!!!!! Can U help, wanna B rich as shit 2 boot?????????????

Chrissake, let us discuss holy and unholy and completely and fractionally, and the entire 27 yard ball of ugly ear wax. What really happened in a place on the European continent 2000 years ago? Do U know? Does your minister? Does the Pope? If U mistakenly think that anyone alive now has a clue what Christianity really is and how it grew from a small cult hiding in the caves from an oppressive Roman evil empire, into the world’s number one religious faith of two millennia of time to follow, U couldn’t B more inaccurate. None alive here and now have a clue what really happened and what it is really all about. First of all, U do not want 2 know, I know this fact hard and bright B4I even type my next words. Y do I know truths of spirituality that others do not, after all, have I died and risen again? Duhh-Hundai Car Company, only about 500 times in this present lifetime alone, or sequences of human dreams. U cannot really kill me, so Y do I leave dying utterances all over my blogs? Simple bwaby-wuv Elmer Fudd. When I say that every time I die, I do not stay that way, this in no way guarantees that the next time will also happen this way. I am not an egocentric maniac trying to push his views on a world that disagrees with basically everything that I know 2B true. I am stuck in a situation that I had no part of bringing to myself. Speaking totally humanly and in what I refer 2 as ‘forward-mortal’, I live in this world no differently than U and never in any way have claimed 2B any different than any one of U. It is the being aware of certain truths that make me so different. Let us just 4 arguments’ sake, pretend that holding a small red ball in your left hand and an ice cube in your right hand would allow anyone in that situation 2B able 2 wish 4 anything at all without limit, a totally Bruce-Almighty kind of deal, but no one anywhere ever in the long history of mankind ever knows this, from the start of life on Earth until the sun blows up and kills this planet. What good would this potential that existed for the total length and duration of mankind on Earth, possibly really B? The answer is unequivocal, NONE, absolutely no good at all. 4 reasons none of U mortals can C at your point of enlightenment toward truth, U most likely R thinking right about now, “so who gives a fucking shit ya fat little crap eater”. I tell the story over and over in varying ways in my 5 blogs on blogger dot com, about the hidden treasure in one million homes, all buried in a secret attic, and that only the persons that have the wisdom 2 tear down the nicely paneled walls and break through and get their treasures, can ever stand a chance 2 change their life and mode of living. If ten do, they can sell and move to a place on the Riviera with 20 servants and 10 luxury cars and a million shares of Google stock. But the other 999,990 persons, despite having the same hidden treasures behind their panels up in their attic, will live paycheck to paycheck and maybe some will lose their jobs and have their homes with the treasure foreclosed on. Being aware verses not being aware, of total truth, are the treasures. In my case it is the curses. But if I could wake up this ignorant insect race of mindless druid beings, and everyone was using the Fascitar 6/10, in no time, my pain and hell would lessen and diminish, eventually dissolving away. I would have the world 2 share my truths with. Then my hell would lessen as others share the burden with me that no oblivion or nirvana is ever possible, that we simply exist, and once U exist, U exist, U either R an existor or UR at perfect nirvana, or oblivion. U never can move from one to the other. This is the Exim ratio 8th dimensional law that is so totally and completely and utterly intransmutable. The ultimate feat is 2B able 2 go from the state of existing to non-existing and vice versa. At the end of each dimension that curves up and over and around starting at the 8th and never goes lower, this would B theoretically possible to accomplish, but just as it is moving into possibility, we move up into the next wheel on the ferrous system, or back into a new ferrous system off of a wheel. Going from less than nothing into nothing and shooting through into the next higher dimension, is a process that cannot begin nor end, as time dimensions do not yet exist up this high. Hence, my reiterated example of ADULT PLAYGROUND RAGE.

One reason that my enemies R so strong and diligent in making my life so continuously hellish, is a totally lacking in the parallel event 4 some time now, that I refer 2 as MAJOR SKY SIEGE TO PUSSY COMMAND, or as I now and in later blogs plan 2 abbreviate as MSSTPC. I began noticing that whenever the siege against me is at its total maximum points, this also is when my strange and spurious, and practically esoteric attractiveness to the feminine half of the world’s population, is at its peak and zenith, to an absurd degree. But how can the same dude, on one day, B as though I am swallowing poisonous-ugly pills, while on the very next day, can literally find myself being big time flirted with by fashion model type of girls young enough 2B my daughters? There simply is no logical explanation 4 this wild and totally weird circumstance. Eventually, this parallel event will normalize and bring me directly to pussy City without stopping at go, collecting 200 bucks, or going 2 jail, BRUCE!!!!!!!!!!!! But until it equalizes and goes back to major female flirtation as opposed to literally a hostility-hologram around me as though I am an unreal creation of Mr. Michael Warf Dorn on Star Trek-TNG, on the Holo-Deck, and he programmed all around me 2 hate my guts and treat me like stinky excrement. When this returns to the norm that I have been used 2 for about 16 or more years that I have consciously observed this whacky paranormal thing, I will stop wussing out, and will take advantage of it, as the enemy hates me 2 have any of life’s pleasures, it would cause the stock market to crash and break the bank of the human world BRIGGERS, such as Blair and Rumson.

The Lawtronic theory that Phase-4 entities that R existing in the physical plane, or as I call it, {physicality}, was or I really should say, will B first posed by a quantum theory professor at Harvard University, centuries in the future, Henry Jason Trump. B4 his death, he goes onto win the Nobel Peace Price 4 scientific discoveries. He states that they R aware of the situation and that they have come into physicality, and have by no means given up on gaining entrance into regular phase three ‘normal physical world life’. Stuck in some type of a limbo, in-between and inter-phased into a 2/3/4 or 2/3 to 3/4 phased entities, universally grouped and combined, and can now as this unified power source, re-enter into astrallity as a counterpart to all of our fictional and imagined characters, and actually become THE BRIGGBASE, the one third of the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Actually, Mr. Trump proved in a gigantic mathematical tenth dimensional equation, that they forced themselves into the political astral plane system or the then existing MILLIONTH COUNCIL, but being only one half in size and strength, have only about have of the astral world control over all of us and the GODS. If one half of something is added to that something, it is now one third of that something. An example being, 100, in lieu of one million, so if 50 more wish to join this 100, its new total is now 150, and the 50 that join the 100 R now one third of the new total of 150. The extra 4 zeros R meaningless to the basic law of this system. Just as in the inverted concept, 3000 times 2000 is 6 million, or three times tow is six and three zeros and three zeros is six zeros, or a six with six zeros after it. Also, in gambling games, casinos would B out of business, if gamblers looked 4 trends that remained in a ratio of 3:2 after many wheel spins or dice throws or what have U. In parallel event, using the twelve possible examples and one in particular of comparing a bi-parameter number with a following spin single parameter event, hence 4 example after every RED and EVEN, stick figure draw whether a LOW or a HIGH comes out on the following spin. After 100 spins or so, let us say we get a ratio of 35 LOW outcomes and only 6 HIGH outcomes. The ratio between low and high is 35:6, nearly 6:1. If this ratio stays even as small as 3:1 over the next few hundred spins, look at the chips U would pocket. Remember that a 3:2 ratio gives U one chip profit, but this is 3-2. Let us add one and even two zeros to this. 30:20 gives U 10 chips profit with no growth in the ratio, and gives U a chip profit of 100, when 2 zeros makes this a 300:200. These 100 chips if of a purple color would B fifty fucking grand profit minus their house vig. My point is that the 3:2 has not changed. Neither have any of the laws that state that just as U might B able 2 go from existence to non existence the whole enchilada would B up and no more subatomic reality would permit any further change to occur in that dimensional space of 8 used dimensions. Now U have endless time again 2 try and reach this coveted great NIRVANA, but again, just as U can do it, U again fall off of that wheel and up into the next one, and this is the process of CREATION that brought our dark world catch-phrases such as WORLDS WITHOUT END, AWEN, [ASTRAL WORLD ENTERTAINMENT NETWORK]. When someone starts to fantasize, it is the phase 4 connecting into the 6th dimension, as all is Lawtronically operating inside and within and through this 6th-D, and upon connecting and then re-connecting back into any chosen mortal world, usually a human, 90% of the time it is a young human or [child], 5% of the time a teenager, and the remaining 5% of the time persons more than 19 years of age. All of these figures are the late 23rd century’s best estimates, based on literally peta-tons of scientific research studies from numerous collected data resulting from complex mathematical formulas not yet created and understood as per 2007. Now in earlier blogging and blogs, I admitted to the fact that I often as a teenager, would fantasize about the great Sarah-Stacey Krassle. Eventually, it would then cross over into the dream or astral world, and we would begin then to interact on this other world. What in more honest truth and reality, is going on, will now B attempted 2B told by me, a poor mortal, just like all of U. Phase-4 of Astrallity, all joins into a system of a sorts, 2 create the entire astral counterpart of a down lined thought wave or a “multiple-song”, or multiverse, as song technically is a series of vibration. Song-vibration, and photons, or vibrating heat energies that R so fast they become light, R all one reality is higher sixth dimensional existence. This is where thought is manufactured, and the Eckankar religious order labels this the Mental Plane. This one reality is called pulse-down personality. Thoughts or the 6th dimension do not create nor make personality. This is created as groupings of thoughts R chosen by lower dimensional entities, and mixed with memories and emotional processes, all combine 2 bring personality to all of us entities from their 6th dimensional source. All that the sixth dimension is and ever can B, is thoughts, in and of themselves, and the built in ability to contain memory of themselves when combined, or in singularity. The 6th dimension is the collective thought, it is saying one and the same thing. Personality develops into entities that R receiving these thoughts as it transmits them out to the lower worlds. As personality develops and grows, we choose which thoughts to some various degrees, to accept and receive, verses which to reject and block. Hence 2 boys on Earth both may play cops and robbers, but one grows up and becomes the cop, while the other, the robber. Free will is real, but within the sending menu of the mental plane or the 6th-D.

Everyone is talking about the great new book out called, THE SECRET. It is a great book, and I really like the author. The idea of momentum in life is a major thing that I can identify with and relate to very personally. When Donna did to me what she did using the World Lab machine which when I told the truth about back in 1994, got me permanently placed on social Security Disability for being a nut-case, which I knew that it would, but back on point, she shot me an interaction precisely like Captain Picards probe did to him from the Russican defunked planet. I think I may B stuck, until this sendicator-signal as it will come 2B termed, breaks down. I really am still on my Bridge, yet believe I am on the world, married to the girl and not going so carefully, Petii. The entire life of my hell as Mountainpen, with what I know 2B real in the future, could B, theoretically, a big fat ugly illusion. I should never have trusted that beautiful meat packer from Boston, MAUSAESMWG, with tools like this. I know that when I seemingly awoke from the 5 months in one night experience, life turned 4 me on a dime, never looking back 4 so much as a single freaking blink. Now positive, or in my case, negative, momentum, as discussed in this wonderful book, is one thing, but what has happened 2 me is beyond anything, and my bizz partner Paul E.P. told me back in the nineties, “Mountainpen, your problems go beyond religion”. This big dude did not know how correct he was, nor how on the money he was. PBE, from some time back will B amended now, Paul is my bizz, not my buss partner. Speaking about Star Trek-TNG, IC Commander Darren’s rollup keyboard has beamed its way back to the QVC network from the 24th century, doubt it sounds as good as the Russican song played on it up in the Warp drive engine room area, where all of that nice natural reverberation was added. Yeah, it’s taped music Mister President Lincoln, what happened, did we go back in our technology from the 1990’s to the 2170’s? Wow, R we moving fast into some vortex and towards some unknown craziness at light speed cubed, or what bwaby-wuv???????? Whether Vulcan’s cry out in pain or not is debatable Mr. Lincoln, but the world in reality, whatever that is, is fast approaching some point of no return, and it will all happen long B4 the sun explodes into a red giant star and turns this lovely whittle world 2 freaking hot white ash.

Well, for two straight weekends, it is nothing but FULL EVIL SPORTSPIRE, EAGLES BEING CRUSHED TO DOGTOWN, and FLERS winning forever. Every day, FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FULL EVIL EMPIRE, FLYERS WIN AND WIN AND NEVER LOSE, AND THE DOW GAINS AND GAINS AND DONNA GAINES, AND NEVER EVER LOSES, AND NEVER EVER FREAKING WILL, not as long as they have me 2 endlessly frickin’ pick on and hurt and persecute and viciously harass. They have made every day of 2007 with few exceptions, TOTAL FUCKING DOGTOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It never ever has been this bad. I believe in my heart of hearts, that Trump and Summer R involved in my wicked twisted hell and eventual total demise. Momentum in a negative direction started 4 me the damn seck I woke up out of that experience in the paralleled world somewhere in hyperspace where I lived on Ohio avenue in Atlantic City, NJUSAESMWG, on the 15th of August, 1986 AD. But then, did I really ever wake up, and more than this poses its question 2 me, did I even ever really get onto a skycar-100 prison transport system and get flown to the Earth’s equivalent to the Astral world evil BRIGGBASE???????? Phase 4 actually creates the unconscious mind. Listen 2 me carefully, if U ever listened ever 2 anything 4 Chrissake!!!!!!! Let me reiterate ladies and lads. PHASE 4 CREATES THE UNCONSCIOUS MIND, AND ITS CONNECTIONS INTO AN ASTRAL COUNTERPART WORLD. IT CREATED THE GREAT SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE, WITH AND FOR ME, IN MY HUMAN BOY-HOOD ‘PERSONALITY’, and then, upline, took Sarah Krassle’s connections with and into the 6th dimension and filtered them, and then re-invented a new co-interaction with her and me, on this astral plane where both she upline, and me downline, share in, over and over, endlessly without a beginning or an ending, in a one-and-the-same ‘DREAMING’, or astral interaction. The 6th dimension became LAWTRONICALLY aware of what the all R collectively doing, or said better, what the evil twisted one third of the great MILLIONTH COUNCIL, the LAMBRIG ASTRAL CULT, or the BRIGGERS said in slang, and in any event the good 2 thirds of the MC know fully well, that their ‘worse-third’ the Briggers, R continuously attempting 2 do unspeakable things, and the Sahasra Dal Kanwal 2/3 majority of the great MC, is continually attempting to redirect the energies of the Briggers, so as 2 give them more control over what is being attempted. This gives them more of a handle of control over this phase-4 collective that becomes varying things in different downline hyper-spatial realities all throughout the sixth dimension. This all became many things in many realities, one being the result of MAN’S FREE WILL, here in this reality. Take this redirection of energy produced by the SDK MAJORITY of this MC, away, and these formed Earthly groups with no conscious mind of who they R nor of their true agenda of mind control and total sociological domination, such as the American HOLLYWOOD, and other global entertainment systems, would B able 2 take us over fully and complexly and covertly, and almost instantly. Adolph Hitler was quoted as saying, “give me Hollywood for a week and I could win the war without firing another shot.

Last Friday, at the Egg Harbor City laundry mat on route #30, was where a super siege all ready in progress, took roots and grew into an unfathomable monster demon. Death angels have been and still R constantly buzzing, left side, right side, it is worse than having tinnitus. My beautiful DEE-DEE hawks came over my car and swooped down over me so low I could C their beautiful eyes clear as an un-cracked Liberty Bell. Whenever they fly over me like this, I know the great SSJKK has sent them 2 warn me how dangerous things R4 me at the time, and Chrissake, they were. A military chopper began to fly over us and circle at crash level. Ed and I were in the car while Ann was doing the end of her laundry, we had all ready finished up ours. Ed finally looked at me and said, “It is getting harder and harder 2 dispute your claims of aerial persecution”. All week long the military scum have persecuted and harassed the DOGTOWN out of my pathetic whittle ass!!!!!!!!!!!!! After the chopper, and of course wall to wall poisonous kemtrails, every single day of the week, and Friday being no different, the plane that has been dogging me 2 death since late in 1985 with the long white wings and black wing-tips, flew crash level over my vehicle near the Hammonton shop rite B4 getting there, we were driving along route 30, the White Horse Pike, and thought this plane was gonna come down and crash into us. This shit has been going on for a period entering now into its 3rd decade, and going strong as though it is programmed 2B there 4 the next fucking million days. The chopper attack occurred at noon or about and 4 hours later, the old stock market about to close plane got me, and they stole another ill-gotten 60 points. For the week, it gained half a thousand or so points, I believe, and all by persecuting me 2 my pathetic whittle grave. Quite a few shit blotorcycles on the road for a 40 minus degree day, as well. The whole week was hell, the hit and run, endless siege, and on and on, and then Friday was the 1-2-3-fucking knock out super combo-punch!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the 1980’s, we had Sarah Callio Television, or SCTV, and now the symbology seems determined 2 complete the family cycle, with Frank Callio TV, wow, talk about ALL IN THE FAMILY, PHASE 4!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then Commander Darren the queen and her roll-up musical keyboard, guess Scottie said,” beam it back 2 Silva King on the Queen Victoria Callio Network”, [QVC, Silver king].

Many years, and I will get back 2 this, I am just now getting blasted with a major right side death angel MORTY MORTINO attack at 8:16.5 in the post meridian here at Ann Silver Kings place, Queen V. Callio. Back on point, 4 many years, working 4 a very miserable, but aren’t they all, security company, I would write with my finger on my dusty dirty old bumper, messages like Flyers Cheat or the Dow Jones is crooked. The ride 2 and from work and home when I did this was beyond siege. The entire milituforce was all over me, it was mind bending and imagination defying, all wrapped sickly and smelly, into one big lump of pig crap!! This same outfit, Assets Protection, was not loved by many a person, someone shot a bullet through their front window; it was on the freaking news about half a decade back. One day while working at a Pennsylvania landfill in Tulleytown, I left 4 home extra tired from lots of shit on the job. I slept through a major rainstorm all day, it was a night job. When I drove into work, it was just a light drizzle coming down, and puddles were few, as the ground took the water well. I picked the wrong night to ride up the landfill in the guard’s rover van, and got it stuck up in the higher part of the landfill, deeply imbedded in thick wet mud. They broke the transmission taking it out the next day, and did not have to, they never did the job properly, and then on top of that, the company broke many laws. They decided 2B judge, jury, and executioner, and illegally took a huge amount of money from my paycheck, and later told me I could agree to a lesser amount but I was going to pay close to 3 grand 4 their new transmission that they had put into the truck. Illegal garnishing of pay like that is totally against state and federal law, but ask anyone if my rights matter, or if for that matter, anyone ever gives two damn shits how I get constantly and continuously violated. I will B 53 sick twisted fucked up years ancient at 9:30 ante’ meridian tomorrow morning, the 4th. All I have ever known is misery and Dogtown, and not one single fucking miserable twisted soul gives 6 and a fifth shits.

Depending on how angry I remain tonight, I will tell several nasty and juicy TRS’s. If I was in a real world, I would have been arrested or sued long ago 4 things on my blogs. Now I believe there is no statute of limitations on felonies such as murder, kidnapping, rape, or acts against the government. I also checked out and know that if I did something while not yet reaching age 18, there isn’t one fucking rotten stinking thing anybody on this miserable mortal world and realm can do to me. U know about the Queens of Danger girl gang at Newton Creek, and a PBE said Cooper River, when I was chased by a dog that they sicked onto me and was forced to jump off of some rail road tracks, sahwee there rich prince. Miss your great TV commercials; they were great, take Geico shit off and put yours back on CO. Well, at the risk of getting 2 know a bunch of CO’s should IB wrong about the under 18 thing, as I was 16, but I got tired of being bullied by these giant babes, and all because I was too lazy to take them in my boat to a more deserted area and getting down without the disco. Sex to me is work, I always hated work, I always will hate work, I have to work at some things, but if I do not have to work, then my attitude is a polite, UN-FUK-U!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They did many things to me, Dorthea the Queen-Leader, picked up my 30 pound nice bicycle over her head and threw it about 100 feet out into the creek where I said bye-bye to it forever. Then there was the dog, the throwing rocks down from the rail road track bridge onto my boat, and having to promise the 2nd in command, name forgotten thank the gods, a long dark haired big brown eyed beauty queen, about 16 years old as I was, 140 pounds and just under 6 feet tall in her bare feet. The worst day was when if I did not kiss them all twenty minutes straight each one, I would have a fast trip down to the bottom of the creek, and sure enough, Dorthea the luscious muscle girl, built like a tank and a beauty queen all wrapped up into one heavenly delight, but I was in my own world back in the start of the nineteen seventies, and just wanted them 2 leave me the fudge alone. So she said screw me, broke my motor off my boat, tied it with something in the boat, 2 my left leg, and gave me a shove off of the boat with the force of a Mack truck, something to this day I remember vividly as a wet dream with Mariah Carey, another MC. She always told me her mother would get me kicked off the creek and sink my boat, even though I kept at my buddy Bobby’s place, right there in west Collingswood, NJUSAESMWG. Mrs. Q as we kids all knew her by, had my boat chopped into pieces and she told me in a loud scream that the coming winter, my boat will B in her wood-burning stove cooking great food. This was the last straw. I telephoned her and disguised my voice, the days long B4 caller ID and quick police traces and traps, and said, “Lady, there is a huge ticking time bomb in your house, this is no joke, better get out of there”. Word 4 word, this is etched in my mind, and today, I would B in jail 4 the rest of my life, as the story does not stop there. I called once a week 3 times, but the third time caused her to get a fatal heart attack, I was told. The next year, I bought a huge piece of lumber, as I knew where the brunet second in command in the gang’s house was as well. I poured lighter fluid all over it, and sent it heading from across the cove, directly into her yard facing the creek. The house never caught fire, but the yard burned a bit, and they put the house up 4 sale a month later at a give away price, and booked oudda there.B4 all of this ever occurred in 1971, Aquarius was playing on the record player at my friend Brad’s apartment, and the telephone rang just after Brad kicked my ass in 20 straight arm wrestles, and my arm was totally broken and gone. Brad had to take a crap and went into the shitter. So I picked up the telephone, and it was Rodney Dangerfield, he had been calling and attempting to go out with Brad’s luscious Italian mother, about age 33, 5’-3” tall, 110 pounds, and had a waste line no larger than a soda can, practically, and huge knockers. Her face was beyond killer gorgeous, I told you all about the ice tea and how Brad cracked up as he knew exactly what was going on, but let’s get off animal filth, and back to the meat of the blogging text. So Brad had been telling me right along how Mom and a friend of hers had attended a show Rodney had just done, and had a front row seat, and he fell head over heals for her, imagine a real honest to the gods star, falling for a nobody, hay Reagan, only in America, Mister Pres!!!!!!!! He was always calling and begging her to go out on a date with him, and we all know he was a married man. Shame, shame. Aniwho, this time was the only time I ever picked up the phone and he asked for her and I told him to call back in about 2 hours, that she was out on errands. Then he said to me, “you’re not Brad, R ya hot shot”? I said that I was his friend. Then, and I cannot precisely quote him, hell 1969, gimme a freaking break, he broke my tiny mind my Morians and Lessians. He broke my brain rapies and germiblows!!!!!!!! He said, something like, U really don’t know what’s going on, right, something to this effect. I assured him Brad was on the toilet and his mom was indeed out and would B shortly back. He then said, I know who UR, bet I know something you should know. I said, and remember this well, “excuse me sir”. He then said something like this. Your mom and your pals mom met at the Single Parents Society, am I correct. I think I remember saying, uh-yeah. He then said to me and this I will never forget. I am a comedian, but this is no laugh. It is all a big set up. U need 2B warned. It is all about U, stay away from the shore son. If I could have this on tape, I would sell my soul to the devil, 2 use human language, and I mean it!!!!!!!!! I have much more to tell later this week, U all will B very fucking sorry 4 all of this, I will let out a cat so huge, do not blame me if the entire global fucking economy collapses. It is time the world knows that established religions are nothing but huge hoaxes, the gods R4 real/e but not these stupid ass religions.

GOOGLE/SWIS/WORLD LAB, this is an official web logging document. All of it is co-copyrighted if the names of MARK MOHR/MICHAEL MOUNTAINPEN R on these or any of my blogging texts. DATFILE XXI ENDS TRANSMISSION:

I DO NOT FEAR U MILLIONTH COUNCIL BRIGGBASE, AS IT ALL BEGAN AT ONCE WHEN I’S 2 HAPPY 2C, THAT SOMETHING REALLY BAD WAS GONNA HAPPEN 2 ME, copyright, ME, 1969. I AM AN IMMORTAL BEING.
BRING IT ON SHITHEADS FROM 1406 HIGHLAND AVENUE of 1984!!!!!!!!!!!