the nameless ramblings of scatterbrain terry/mark

“The Nameless Ramblings of Scatterbrain Terry-Mark”
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Datfile 070108.731.55---This also can B4 MWI-EDT,
With the {I} standing 4 ILLUSION. Let us begin Tran:

Today was laundry day with Ann King Silva and Dawn Marie King Laines. We did it earlier this week also, there was simply a lot of it 2 do this week. Y do I use the term of ‘scatterbrain’ 4 this blog’s title? Because the friend of Ann, who was supposedly so nice and great, basically insulted me on the evening I told this blogging audience about some time back now, and never got back 2 me as well, regarding computers, nothing new about these behaviors, as I have experienced this my entire life, and am totally aware that people, animals, weather, and machines, R all under the total dominance and control of the absolute force and authority that rules both astral as well as physical realms, the great and mighty powerful, no not OZ, but the MILLIONTH COUNCIL. Ann told me that she could not believe the way that her long friend Terry, treated me 4 absolutely no discernable reason, and with little or no attempt 2 hide from being really blatantly blunt about it, came right out and said that I am a scatterbrain, based on how I am trying 2 tell my nightmare life story on the Wide World Web. She honestly did not even make the attempt towards a little polite subtlety. I do not in any way fault her 4 having her own opinion, and that they directly R opposite and contradictive of mine regarding the style I use of including all of my life incidents as a single combined action, without being all that worried about time orders as yes I do skip all around in time, and also do not make separate parts or books themselves, one so 2 speak 4 the basic things in my life that could and would B categorized as these: Occult and esoteric, or supernatural, psychic, paranormal, and all of these words and terms. Then separately, Ufology and aliens and trans-dimensional or hyperspace related events, then a separate book or section 4 government persecution, covert agencies of the black-file or super-secret, conspiracies, and all the terms along the lines of this subject’s matter, then finally dreams, visitations, OOBS, NDES , ‘after-life’ and all this sort of related stuff. I basically am a scatterbrain and will B thought of that way by most or all potential readers, and quickly ignored as a lunatic, quote Terry, the GREAT!!!!!!!! She may B right, but I refuse 2 write a story such as mine, in her ordered and articulate file folder type of way, as it really would not work, these subjects all fit together in my life, and 4 a very good reason that remains over her head, and that is that these subjects all indeed do interconnect with each other, not just in my life. But that is not all of the story of the evening I met with her at Ann’s. She went out of her way the second I walked in the door 2 tell me in no uncertain terms that the new eyeglasses that I had just got were ugly and looked totally stupid on my face, and went on and on as though I were her husband, and not many husbands would take that much verbal abuse from a wife when totally unwarranted and undeserved. Ann said 2 me later, that she could not fathom Y she treated me the way she dsid, it was very ‘weird’, can we plug in instead the word paranormal or supernatural, especially when these type of things happen 2 me constantly with precision clockwork, all of my life, whenever I attempt 2 have anybody at all assist me with anything at all, I said , EVER, ANYTHINMG, so may I use the words paranormal or will some of U still B offended with my using it in context with my infinitely hellish existence that just forever ‘JIM BURR CONTINUES’ and NEVER EVER STOPS?

It is summer and Motor Cycles abound everywhere, what can U do, but when a fucking jerk off tries 2 give U a serious earache, I ask the simple question that is this happening 2 anyone else on this road all day today, or 4 that matter, on any road in Atlantic County today? I would bet every dollar in my name at Commerce bank with no fear of losing the bet, at double or nothing, that I was the only one given a severe earache, by a punk ass jerk off scum bag that waited 4 the precise opportune time 2 get in a lane next 2 me, and suddenly gun his garbage bike 2 the total max right at my window. This did not occur today, I am using this from a different day coming back from a job towards my residence, a while back. Cars come up 2 me quietly, and suddenly without any rhyme nor reason start blaring their car stereos at me. I caught a creep in the act doing this when I lived at my prior address, at 231 Route 73 South, in Blue Anchor, NJUSAESMWG, he waited 2B right at my house, after as well as B4 it was down, but right at my place, it was 12+ bells of SPL loud. I was sneaking behind bushes with a camcorder, and observed this as well as him telling 3 young 10-12 year old boys 2 go on to my private property and start throwing a basketball around. When I called up the police, they did their job of removing the trespassing punky scum kids, but would not B willing 2C my proven evidence of a conspiracy being done 4 close 2 twenty years at this time, 2 make me totally rotten fucking miserable. B4I lived there, or 2 moves ago, from present location, where my mom flat lined and nearly lost Kevin Bacon’s rope, in Somerdale, NJUSAESMWG, I used a spy ear dish and recorded the jerk off Mike Stozny Nazi Snotcy on Harvard Avenue in Somerdale, telling 2 punk boys also of same age as in the other incident later on in Blue Anchor, 2 play with matches on my lawn, and they stopped and left just as I started 2 pick up the telephone 2 get the police. They had a police scanner I was later told by Chief Pope, and also, an illegal scanner that could pick up and tap onto a neighbor’s landline telephone if it was not 2 distant. These R some of literally 1000 true stories that I could fill a blogging site Bytes up with if I ever can present it all to either a US Grand Jury, or to the World Courts at The Hague.

A powerful explosion was heard over at Ann’s pad just after we completed all of out errands, and when I drove home, I could C more bull shit going on right by my trailer park, again, this time, a fire engine, and lots of stuff, but I was able 2 make it into my residence without a block off, and figured, OK, power outage #4 in 4 days, but no, I did have my power. But don’t tell me that WOMO SCUM or OTAM-MILITUFPORCE,CM, did not attempt to give me a #4 outage, as I would B willing 23 bet a million mob-borrowed bucks on it, so that should tell U’all how sure I am. That is not leg-break territory, that’s your family first, then U, painfully!!!!!!, T. Highvoice and friends!!!!

Death angels R back on a freaking roll as well. They had lessened throughout 2008 up through early June, maybe the middle, but 4 at least 4-5 weeks now, all I ever get R sudden loud piercing sound bursts on wither my left or my right side, some Y really intense and quite fucking nasty.

Dawn was not released 4 no reason, it is complex, and even though she has a cist in her back, is 100 times healthier and bigger and stronger than I’ll ever B on my very best days and times Shakespeare. I am not saying her exiting of the Rehab Jacobson Levy Secaucus Clinic was phony, as it was totally a legitimate medical discharge. I am saying that larger pieces R involved in Milton Bradley’s picture puzzle of LIFE.

Explain this one lads and lassies and labs and labbers of KSWL of 2296: Every single year, the National League loses to the American League, giving the home field advantage to the winning side in the World Series. Every fucking year, every fucking time, IT HAS 2B FUCKING FIXED RAPIES AND GERMIBLOWS, IT JUST FUCKING HAS 2B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Explain this one: I am someone with a major hated of hot weather and miserable scummertime. I have an aversion 2 bright sunshine and hot weather, give me winter except 4 the problems that a harsh winter creates 4 the poor people such as myself, with auto and residence damages, and with rotten landladies and landlords, U can B in some serious fucking rotten shit, but other than 4 this, and the jerk off drivers on the road with large vans that intimidate and fuck with the small car drivers such as me when snow and ice is bad, but normally, my Archie Bunker pernt is that I am normally the one sweating and uncomfortable B4 the others around me get that way. I can B shipwrecked in January in the nude and casually swim to shore like nothing is wrong. Back in the oh three year I believe it was, I had to work, on top of my miserable shift at Griffin Pipe, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, at a place in Trenton, down the road practically from where my Sarah had grown up in the late 1890’s and early nineteen-ohs. We had a chair and a beach umbrella, and had 2 sit out in a hot summer sun, during a heat wave, as well as make an hourly round walking around this ugly old building in Trenton, NJUSAESMWG. According to the weathermen all over this tri state area that week, there was wall to wall sun and not a puff of a breeze. Yet since this was after my auto crash in my Plymouth Breeze that totally wrecked it, a year or so earlier, this not withstanding, I did not need 2B in my Breeze, 2B in a breeze, as a strange breeze blew all around the building on these 3 days that I had 2B there in this heat wave of sunstroke proportions. No one had a clue where this breeze and wind came from, well maybe the Kingston Trio Band has some idea, but in any event, I know that my powerful beautiful queen was looking out 4 me, as I was in the city that she grew up in long ago 90 years or so. They called her name Mariah, the wind that is, in the late 1950’s, this band, and I know she saved my life that week. It was the talk of the company that owned this printing building. But today at the Laundromat, both Dawn and her mom were dying in the place, yet I was sitting in a chair and felt a wonderful strong breeze, and they just looked at me like I was Fruitcake City, and Nutsville all rolled up into one lunatic village. But there I was, comfortable and serene, while they were literally wiping sweat sheets off of their foreheads, and I was bone dry. U could not C this breeze, no trees were moving out beyond the open door of the mat. U could not C nor hear the rustling sound of one single leaf, yet the wind was somehow there 4 me, and I will always love and thank her 4 doing these things 4 her ‘”That-Boy”, from Trinitrail land. Explain how a health club suddenly closes down in one day’s notice, and lies mysteriously dormant on its several acre property there in Deptford, NJUSAESMWG, a ghost place for nearly a dozen years, with no explanation. Only the great Wall Mart Corporation knows the secret or anyone smart enough 2 plug in the Gawnum 2 a mainframe and plenty of software 2 query the shit of this mystery. Wall Mart was supposed 2B purchasing the property, and all the club’s membership knew that within a short time the club was going 2 close down and that a Wall Mart store was 2B erected on the site, go ahead and check it all out there Boz, it is on Route 47, just a mile from the gigantic Deptford mall and surrounding mega mini-mall store complexes. James Patterson couldn’t fucking come with this this stuff Chase. One night on my way 2 Atlantic City 2 play roulette at the casinos back in the ‘88 year, while driving, I was heading east on route #30, exactly where I am living on as I pen this word doc right now, and have lived on many times, and was just half a block off of at the {DELLWAY} arms Apartments on Oakland Avenue, in Oaklyn, NJUSAESMWG, when my chain was forever spirited away into Copperfield’s great hat early in December of the ‘69 year. Maybe this is all Michael DELL’s ‘way’ of showing me how computers R indeed behind many miracles, it sure made the old way of life DISAPPEAR, did it not, so Y not a young boy’s favorite CHAIN? Maybe it also is his way of showing me that properly applied Gawnum Software or {GNS} may disappear like other GreeNS that led 2 the termination of the greatest courtroom drama show since PERRY MASON, the great LAW & ORDER. Well, if Mariah, my wind goddess, or the great Scylla-SSJKK, wants the CHAIN, then she will have the chain, and of course, it was the CHINA people that invented the great I-CHING, that hurled my awareness on the illusional morning of December 7th in 1996, down 2 Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic city, with the great Deliverance-Hexagram that I randomly through from the same bed in Somerdale, that I opened the great 2 letters from MC, empty though they were, from the Astral Plane. Oh, this home there, was one and a half blocks to the north of good old ROUTE 30, the great White Horse Pike, where my trailer park is currently located where I now reside in this shitty hell hole. Back now 2 my driving 2 Atlantic City 2 play roulette one night in ‘88. 4 or 5 Milituforce night traveling vessels were heading due south as I was coming up on the Ancora Bridge. I saw them shine a red beam of pulsating light down, all 5 of them, and it turned into one connected bottom piece of bright reddish orange light. When I got there a minute later, the woods were totally on fire. To this very day, the area cannot grow any kind of greenery. All a passerby ever observes is dead burned out sticks that once were living trees, and nobody ever talks about this, and no one knows what REALLY happened, only I saw this go ‘down’. What lies around the far corner towards some Native-American-named summer-camp, but the great Linda Ronstadt/Donna Gaines, PRESSWELL RECORDS, a division of ATLANTIC RECORDS, astrally, the BRIGGERS know this all as the KRASSLE RECORDING PROJECT, and nobody sings like she does, but her incarnation sure comes damn close, so keep up the good work MC, U know That-Boy WALU, Great One, and Mighty Ruling 231.

As 4 my destiny, just click into the music part of www.morianity-foundation.com and play Atlantic Queen, and remember that Krassle and Atlantic R sort of like mass and energy, they R interchangeable by moving from physical 2 astral and vice versa. I do not know Y the woods will never grow back there in Ancora, NJUSAESMWG, and worrying about it 2 much can end up getting U sent right down the road to the ANCORA Psychiatric Hospital across from the inspection station that failed me 4 tires last month and took a big bite out of my ass for over a quarter of a grand. Free country huh, want a bigger laugh than this and U need Larry, Mo, and curly, bwaby-wuv Elmer.

Google and Swis, and KS World Lab, this is all copyrighted Michael Wayne Mountainpen. It is all truth. Truth makes people angry, and tellers of it R despised and persecuted by the energy forces inside the physical bodies all around my proximity. Kitty cat command is quite a bit heavy lately, but I do not care-, I live 4 my queen, she rules the empire, evil or righteous. All I ask is 4 her 2 stay off of the ESB, and if I ever have 2, U know that I will re-trace U.

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